A soft knock at the door wakes you up, it's some redhead that wasn't Wanda. Before you can even ask who it is the woman speaks.
"I'm Natasha Romanoff, I'm supposed to show you to your room."
You don't feel as weak, in fact, you feel stronger than ever.
"Um, yeah just hold on I wanna get changed." You stand up and walk over to the neatly folded clothes on the side table. You turn around to make sure Natasha has left, once you confirm she has you untie the hospital gown. You notice your arm has an extra scar, one that wasn't inflicted by yourself. You try not to look at your body too much as you know you are dysphoric about the way you look. You slide on the jeans left for you and put on the grey long-sleeved shirt that looked like it belonged to someone's dad. Once you are finished changing you open the door, Natasha standing off to the side waiting for you.
"All right follow me to your room."
Natasha leads you down various hallways finally reaching an elevator, she scans a key card and the metal doors slide open.
"There will be a key card in your room for your use to access the facility. It might be limited since Tony doesn't know if he can trust you yet or not, but you will be able to access the elevator and any rooms that you need to be in."
The elevator dings on the fourth floor, you notice there are about ten floors. The doors open to what looks like a dorm hallway. Each door has a last name attached to it; Barton, Banner, Bishop, Odinson, Danvers, Maximoff, Barnes, Rogers, Romanoff, Belova, Rasputin, Parker, Laufeyson, Rhodes, and Wilson. At the end of the hallway, you read the plaque "Y/L/N" Natasha hands you a key to the room.
"If you need me my room is 4 doors down."
"Thanks." You slide the key into the door and turn, a metallic clunk startles you as the door unlocks. You open the door to what feels like the fanciest room you have ever seen. It was like an apartment, there was a kitchen, living room, bedroom, bathroom, and even a laundry room. You walk over to the kitchen counter and you noticed a piece of paper, the paper reads a schedule:
6 am: Running
8 am: Breakfast
9:30 am: Combat training
12:00 pm: Lunch
1:30 pm: Rec time
2:30 pm: Power training
5:00 pm: Weight training
6:30 pm: Dinner
There was a lot of training, how could you even train if you don't even know how much power you wield. You notice your jaw is clenched, you never liked to be told what to do but it's not like you have much of a choice here. You go into the bedroom noticing that Tony must have bought you a whole wardrobe full of clothes. You grab some underwear and new clothes as you head to the shower, you want to wash off the hospital smell. You turn on the shower and get in, the warm water covers your head as you slide to the shower floor. You have never felt so out of control in your life, before you can spiral into thought a voice blares over a speaker.
"Mr. Y/L/N dinner will be in 30 minutes on the second floor"
"Great cause who wouldn't want a family dinner after being in a hospital bed for god knows how long." You think to yourself.
As you exit the shower you notice yourself in the mirror, you had finally worked out enough that your breasts were no longer noticeable as breasts. Your eyes wandered down to the one part of your body no amount of working out could ever change, before you could get stuck on it you pulled on your boxer briefs. You checked the clock and saw you had about 10 minutes before dinner, so you got dressed quickly and headed out to dinner. On your way out you grab the key card Natasha had told you about.
As you walk down the hallway you have the same feeling you had on your first day of high school. You wondered how the others would view you, how Wanda viewed you after you snapped at her. God why did you have to snap at her, the one caring person here so far and you managed to fuck it up. You slide your key card to unlock the elevator, when you enter you click the number 2 button and the doors slide closed. The elevator music is jazz which you actually quite enjoy, the music has made you feel at home. The elevator music stops as the doors open, you walk into a hallway looking for where the dining room or cafeteria might be. You don't have to look long though as you hear a bundle of laughs coming from an adjacent hallway to your left. As you turn the corner and the laughs grow louder the people sitting at the table turn their heads to look at you, and the laughter dies down. A blonde-haired woman with a thick Russian accent walks up to you.
"You must be Y/N, come sit with me I want to know everything about you"
"Yelena leave him alone I'm sure he's had a long 48 hours," Natasha says in a stern voice.
You follow Yelena over to where she was sitting and bow your head down to avoid the noticeable staring from the others.
"You should eat, Thor made this, and right now it's his least destructive hobby so we are trying to support him so he doesn't cause a hurricane because his feelings got hurt," Says a person with sleek black hair.
"Loki I will kill you again, don't make me," Says Thor.
You let out a soft chuckle and finally raise your head to look at all the faces around you, but no Wanda.
"Where is Wanda?" You ask
"She won't be joining us tonight, today is the anniversary of her brother's death so she's going back home to pay her respects," Bruce says
"Oh... I didn't know"
"She will be back soon but she will be missing dinner tonight." Tony states
You fiddle with your hands worried that you might have made her mood worse with your comments earlier. You shake off the thought and finally put some food into your mouth, Thor actually isn't a half-bad cook. This was the first time you let your guard down since you have been here, you laughed with everyone else finally feeling normal. Finally feeling safe.
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Maximoff Theory (WandaxFtmreader)
FanfictionThis is a Wanda Maximoff x FTM reader fan fiction because there isn't enough of them! Y/N finds out that he might be wielding an insane amount of power one night, but he is taken to the avengers facility where he will meet someone that changes his l...