Avengers [Fluff/Smut/Angst]

The Avengers Initiative.

You didn't know why you felt cursed but you felt that way your whole life, you often suffered from chronic headaches and hated when adults argued or yelled at you, typical anti social behavior. You never really knew your mom, at least not personally, aside from what everyone else told you. Apparently you looked like her when she was your age, you were twenty years old now but before we get in your story you need to know what happened. You need to know what events led you to this point in time now. Your mother worked for Sheild she did research for the lab usually underground to maintain secrecy, she didn't expect you it was no secret you were very unplanned but your mom was more than happy to have you.

Back in the forties after Cap took a permanent ice bath Hydra infiltrated Sheild and became a part of the organization, they hid in secret but they did see everything they played the role of acting as Sheild agents partially because they started off that way. Zola left a deeper influence which caused Hydra to stay so strong, one of the nurses which worked in the infirmary wing caught wind of your mother's sudden ailment. That nurse let it slip your mother was expecting a bundle of joy soon but Hydra had other plans. The forces worked their hand and plucked some strings to test out a theory they had. You see, the super soldier serum became one of the most talked about and successful achievements by Hydra it was the equivalent to the fountain of youth and raw power the world had ever seen, imagine their shock when Steve Rogers became all they dreamed of achievingthe damn Americans had an upper hand. They wanted to test a theory; if an expecting mother received weekly shots of a smaller dose of said serum then weened her and child from it to once every two weeks the fetus in her womb would be born with remarkable power and healthy life.

Your mother at first didn't know what to do, to be honest she still had trouble figuring out what she would do for you. Her work was dangerous but she wanted nothing more than to help a greater cause, she decided she would do all she could to make sure you would have a happy life and a decent enough childhood. Once your mother started showing more one of the nurses suggested she get the injections, she didn't seem to go for it at first but the nurse convinced her it was completely safe and some extra vitamins for the baby. Little did she know the nurse was also lied to, she thought she had instructions to care for her patient with a multi-vitamin but it was indeed a weaker and more sloppy version of the legendary serum. Both you and your mom started to adjust as time went on, she surprisingly never experienced morning sickness or aches and pains that everyone around her swore she'd have. Her vitals and your development were watched closely for any oddities or unexplainable side effects.

Your mother carried you full term she was ready for you she started a routine with you since month one. She would read you books every single night for nine full months, you seemed to like stories like 'The Hobbit' when she read a passage from it you kicked and stretched. You actually remember her voice, what it sounded like, the soft hum she used when singing to you or her simply talking to others, during your development you had incredible gifts developing one being photographic memory. She called you her little miracle but she didn't know you truly were a miracle. Your birth was complicated, your mother suffered a massive bleed and she barely held you for ten minutes, at her death bed she begged for your safety. You would have been lost if not for two determined and close friends of your mom, Nicolas Fury and Phil Coulson.

A Hydra sleeper agent tried to smuggle you out of the base but they stopped her and recovered you safely. All of these events which happened would shape you into the person you were now, your childhood wasn't the best there would be countless of tests and strain due to your growing abilities. By age five you read at a college level, by age six you could take a gun apart and put it back together again, by age seven you started expanding your mind. You could sometimes make objects move simply by focusing on them.

A seven year old version of yourself sat at a table focusing on a heavy weight right before you, your face scrunched straining to make it float or move, Coulson watched you as he held a newspaper he sat off to the side observing your focus and your determination. "What is-.." Coulson paused trying to think of a challenge for you. "Nine-Hundred and Fifty Three times Three-Hundred and Two?" Coulson watched you swing your feet as you thought a moment, your small hands brushed back your hair after you started thinking more. "Its okay, take your time." Coulson said. He opened his newspaper starting to read or at least pretend to. You gave a huff out as if the life of a child was a hard life, finally having the answer you looked up at him. "287,806." You answered so confidently. Coulson at first tried to do the math in his head but instead pulled a calculator from his shirt pocket, he ran the numbers through seeing you were right on the money. "Very good. Try again." Coulson gave a nod toward the weight this time he actually read the paper as you trained.