Broken Y.B

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Maybe it was the cold breeze or the clothes that you wear during the winter, but you loved the winter.

You lived in New York, you had an apartment in the big city. It's was a nice apartment, considering the wealth you had. You were y/n stark, the sister of the famous billionaire or also known as the Iron Man.

You never liked using your older brothers money, so you set out on your own, running your own business. You were smart like tony, but there was something that was different about you. When you turned sixteen, you were taken by hydra and used against your brother as a way to get back at him. During that time you were experimented on and were given special powers and were trained to be an assassin.

You were given the powers of the Phoenix. You could manipulate powers and absorb them. You could move things with your mind and also destroy them. It took you whole year of hiding to control the deadly powers. Once you figured them out, you began to set up a business. A secret spy agency for the gifted.

After four years, you had finally created the agency and it was working. Much like the avengers, you stopped all the bad people from hurting the good ones.

It was January, you were now 26 years old and was walking the streets of New York. You could feel someone watching you from above. You cut the corner real quick and then climbed on the roof.

You could see the person in a mask looking down looking for you. "Looking for someone" I said notifying them that I was standing behind them. They put their weapon up ready to fight me. I melted the gun and my eyes glowed orange, along with my face. (Imagine Jean grey)

"I don't want to fight you, just tell me what you want and we can all go home alive" I warned the masked person. They didn't want to talk, so I used my powers and put them on their knees, making them feel like their brain was about to explode and their chest tight.

I felt a sharp pain in my brain and felt a knife. I turned around and grabbed that persons hand and was about to kill them, but then I saw my brother. "Y/n stop it's okay, I only wanted your attention" tony said landing on the roof.

"Yeah, and trying to get someone killed is how your going to do it" my British accent coming through. Even though me and tony are blood brother and sister, my parents sent me to a British school at the age of four and I developed an accent.

I helped both of the agents up. "What do you want, I could've bloody killed them both, have you lost your mind" I yelled at tony. "I need your help" he said softly. I quit the avengers a long time ago. For some reasons I'll have to explain later. "You know I don't do that anymore Tony. Plus I have things I need to do, so if you don't mind, I need to leave" I grabbed my jacket and began to walk away. "It's about Yelena" and there it is. The reason I left the avengers.

Me and Yelena were a thing. We dated for five years. During the civil war between Steve and tony, she chose the other side, going against me. After a big fight, we broke up and I left.

I stopped in my tracks. "Me and her aren't together anymore, so anything that happens to her doesn't have anything to do with me" I told Tony and began to walk again.

"Look I know you two aren't together anymore, but I know you would do anything for her. She went on a mission and hasn't came back since, we've tried looking for her, but there is no sign of her. And I knew that you wouldn't do it, but Natasha convinced me to come and ask you. With the skills you have, you could find her no problem" tony suggested.

"I don't know Tony" I told him. "Look just think about it, and if you change your mind come tomorrow and meet me at the compound" he flew away leaving me on the roof in deep thought.

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