Earths Mightiest Family (REWRITE) [Male Reader x OC]

Questions, Questions

Y/N was escorted through the super-max prison in vibranium handcuffs and a power dampener, he was receiving glares from everyone present. He was thrown into his cell were he lay down on the simple bed and blocked out the noises, he was somewhat proud upon seeing just how many people he had put in the prison.

"Hello...Son." Dreykov's voice said as Y/N laughed it off.

"What? You a father? Please, my mother killed your only child years ago." Y/N said calmly hearing a pound on the glass. "Ha,ha, What's wrong Dreykov, I hit a nerve? Good, tell me why women are going missing, who's still out there?"

"I've been locked here for years, how should I know?"

"Don't lie to me, I know when you are lying. Seven months ago someone tried to free you and Lovanya, my guess is these disappearances are caused by the same people." Y/N said as he heard Dreykov laugh at his theory.

"You think if we knew, we'd tell you?"

"I think if you're smart you'd tell me." Y/N said as he began to use the trick he used when he was grounded of watching films in his memory.

Two and a half years later:

Y/N was still on the RAFT, his enemies working hard at making certain that he remained that way until they were ready, the Avengers had fought tirelessly to find a lead to clear Y/Ns name but there was nothing, whoever the enemy was, they had Y/N right where they wanted him.

During the time over 3000 more disappearances had occurred across the globe, all of the victims were female. Among them was every member of the Romanoff childrens home staff and student body. Wanda, Pietro, Nat, Amy, every one who was a threat to the growing conspiracy. Governments had started to panic, putting curfews into effect, having guards perform door to door searches, all at the command of a few well placed infiltrators, Red Room was now a thing of the past, it had evolved, it was the Red Planet, and there was no one left to stop it's controller.

The RAFT was not left untouched by the enemy influence, Dreykov, Lovanya, Ross, they had all been released and given seats of power, using stories that painted Y/N as a criminal. SHIELD was disbanded, Nick Fury and Maria Hill were MIA and declared dead while Red Room's new leaders continued their secret coup against the planet, HYDRA was forced into submission merging with the Red Room, A.I.M became the research department, constantly grating new weapons for the Red Room and it's new armies. The World needed heroes, and they were all locked away.

4 years later:

Y/N was awoken by a knock on his cell window, he looked up and saw an old woman stood there, her face baring a smile as she looked him in the eye.

"Hello, my name is Madame B."

"Impossible, you should be long gone, you're an archaeological relic, how are you alive?"

"The same way you are, I've been evolved."

"Mutated." Y/N corrected as Madame B smirked.

"Oh, look at you, still with that naive sense of righteousness."

"And you your naive sense of victory." Y/N answered as he paced around his cell. "One question, what next? After you've taken over everything in the world, after you've got it just the way you like it, what then? Because I know your kind, you'll just look for another fight, then another, then another, until everyone is dead."

"Do you know why I chose to base my attacks against you first? Why I chose to let you live?"

"I get the feeling you're going to tell me anyway."

"Because you...you, Y/N Romanoff, still inspire the few pockets of resistance left on this planet, did you know that people out there know you're innocent, they found out all the evidence against you was faked, they protested, we killed them, most of them, and now you are the icon of resistance, without firing a round. Imagine what we could achieve together, world hunger, sorted, world peace, ha easy."

"Wonderful offer, but I'm saying no." Y/N scoffed as Madame B smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll ask you again tomorrow, and every day after that until you give in."

"Good luck with that." Y/N said as Madame B left, her stiletto heels clicking on the floor as Y/N went back to sleep. "Madame Bitch."

Y/N was awoken to the same scene playing out, Madame B knocking on the window and making the offer, him telling her she can go fuck herself.

"Come on Y/N, think." Y/N said to himself as he heard the stiletto heels approaching.

As Madame B appeared in front of the cell Y/N threw a punch at the glass, nearly breaking his hand.

"That glass is bullet proof, you'd die before you smashed it."

"I'm very persistent. And one day you'll learn the first rule when fighting me..."

"I've been told, by Natalia in fact. Never claim victory while you are still breathing."

"If you're choosing to ignore her advice then you understand nothing at all." Y/N said as he punched the glass with his other hand.

He continued the process, minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days, days to months, and months to years. Y/N had finally smashed through the glass two years after he began to punch it. his knuckles bloodied, his hands constantly healing, he broke them every night, and the next morning his healing had fixed them.

Alarms sounded off as armed guards rushed into the cell block wearing the same equipment Lovanya once wore.

"Really? I just punched through a bulletproof window for years, you really think you guys are gonna stop me?" Y/N said as Madame B walked into the room with Lovanya, Ross and Dreykov.

"Look at him Dreykov, our boy. he almost makes me sad to do this to him." Lovanya said activating the collar on Y/Ns neck the shock sent the boy to one knee, but he continued to fight through the pain until he was standing again.

Lovanya increased the shock output, sending Y/N to both knees this time, only for him to climb back to his feet.

"Like I said, I...gah...just punched a wall for two years...you really think it would take me two years to break bullet proof glass?" Y/N said gesturing to a small hole in his cell wall with water rushing through it. "I'd start running if I was you."