A God and a Romanoff

Chapter 1

Walking down the road with an injured leg is hard I'll tell you that. Y/n could barley manage with that and an open wound on her side. Y/n Romanoff is the sister to Natasha Romanoff. Y/n was brought to HYDRA when Nat escaped the RedRoom, so she couldn't escape too. Even thought she wasn't going to. She, just like her sister, is a trained to kill assassin. She fought when someone or something was in her way, and unless necessary, she would not back down. On a rainy, cold, night in New York, Y/n walks the streets. There weren't as many people at night than during the day, she noticed that. When she looked up, limping and holding a ripped piece of her shirt to the open gash on her side, Y/n saw the  giant Avengers logo, lighten up on the tall tower wall. She was close to unconsciousness, but was determined to make it there.

When Nat escaped the RedRoom, she tried to get
Y/n to come with her. She wanted to go with every bone in her small, confident body, but it was too dangerous. With Nat going alone would put her in less danger and that's all Y/n wanted. Even thought she was the younger sister, she still looked out for the older one with every step. It was so hard for the sisters to part ways that day. Ever since then, Y/n was determined to get back to her soul sister. That's what they would always call the pair of them. Soul sisters. They had always been inseparable. Always did everything together. Missions, dances, training.

/With tears in both their eyes, Nat kept beckoning that Y/n come with her and escape. Start a new life. A better, less abusive, more normal one. Every time, will all the strength she had to do it, Y/n would shake her head. For minutes the sisters continued to argue, when finally Nat gave up. She surrendered, excepting the fact that her sister would not allow her to be in anymore danger then she already was. They both heard footsteps approaching the room, and a siren stared blaring throughout the warehouse. With tears in both their eyes, Nat mouthed in barley a whisper, "I'll come back for you." And with that, she jumped down the railings of the stairs beneath them. Leaving the cell that her sister was thrown into./

That was seven years ago. Y/n was seventeen then. She is now twenty four and had just escaped HYDRA. They were on a mission in downtown New York and thought there would be enough security to let her go. Knowing her sister was an avenger who lived in the big apple, she decided to take the only chance she would ever get, and RUN. Y/n was on a mission of her own. Finding her sister and hopefully getting help before she bleeds out. Y/n had dealt with many wounds before, but for these she would need medical aid.

After another three block walk, she was finally at the steps of the avengers compound. "God I really hate stairs," y/n says annoyed at a recalled memory from last week. She shook the thought out of her head and painfully pumped up the steps. Banging on the door a couple of times seemed to work because soon a tall-ish man with short brown hair and a not recently shaved goatee opened the door slightly.

She could tell instantly that it was the one and only genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, Tony Stark. He was wearing a grey suit, black dress shoes, and a fake gold watch that seemed to shine like real gold. He was a billionaire. Why did he need to buy false  jewelry? That was a question for later as he answered the door, "If your selling Girl Scout cookies fuck off, but if you have pop tarts kindly hand them over," he says mistaking the twenty-four year-old for a small child.

Y/n rolled her eyes and retorts back, "you must be Stark. I'm Y/n Romanoff, and I know this rude to ask especially since you don't know me, but can I come in before I fucking bleed out on your door step? Then you can kick me out if you want."

Tony's eyes widen in both shock and horror at the alight of blood on the floor. "Romanoff?! As in Natasha's sister Y/n Romanoff," the middle aged man asks. He opens the door and leads her in after she mouths a thank you. The sound barley coming out at this point. Tony new enough about Y/n that he knew once he had done the thing he was about to do, she would most likely stab him. He thought it would be a good idea anyway, seeing as she could topple over at any given moment. Yes he knew that she was a trained assassin but she was bleeding out on the floor and about to become unconscious. He swept her up in his arms and before she could protest he said, "Jarvis? Cancel all my plans for tonight and tell Pep that I'll tell her tomorrow morning. And notify everyone to be in the common room in the next 30 seconds or I will send Nat and Wanda on them." In seconds many men and only two women, who Y/n thought were the last ones came down with confused, shocked, and contentful looks. Some confuse because they didn't know who the girl was. Some shocked because they did know who the girl was, some more than others. And some contentful that the girl was safe, knowing who she was.

They were all shocked to see how Stark had Y/n in his arms. He never did that to anyone. Not even Pepper. He never pick up anyone. Not since he went to that children's hospital and held quite a few babies after donating the largest amount of money.

Then, a tall, slender, raven haired, man; in a green shirt that showed off his abs and a pair of black pajama pants walked down the stairs. Only Y/n was watching him. Not focused on anything else. It seems he was reading a book but then he looked up at the teams shocked faces, he locked his beautiful, emerald eyes with Y/n's bright blue ones and noticed the blood. His book vanished in a shimmer of green and he walked to the front of the crowd standing beside Wanda, Natasha, Thor, and Clint.

Natasha looked the most shocked and happy out of the group and finally said, almost screamed, "Y/N!"

"Hey sis," we're the only words a still bleeding Y/n could get out before she slipped into a deep unconsciousness.