A/n: Earlier update this time because first of all, this plays right after the last one and second of all, someone asked for an update. I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
One thing I forgot to mention: While I was climbing out the window, I was invisible. I knew there were cameras which would've detected me.
I stayed invisible until I reached my apartment and locked it from the inside. I knew that I had to leave it as soon as possible, but I had to get my most important stuff first.
About a month back, I created three extra suits. One looking pretty much like the one I've always used so far. The other two don't have any resemblances as they are for moments like this when I'm on the run.
My gut had told me that something like this would happen eventually, which is why I had an extra apartment next to the opposite site of the tower. When I had all my remaining stuff, without furniture, packed up, I put a sign on the front door saying «For sale. If interested, please e-mail "y/n14@gmail.com"». The Avengers knew my name anyway, so that e-mail was fine.
I teleported into the other apartment and laid the stuff down I carried there. "How am I so rich?", people might ask. Well, since I can speak all languages, I created an AI to translate any language, even what animals «say» and selling that AI got me a LOT of money.
That wasn't the only AI I created and sold.
A different one was specified in physics, math, chemistry, biology, geography, technology and science.
The next one was creativity, music and sports, hobbies if you will, which can draw, create songs and even develop new sports. Of course it can also tell one all about that specialisation and even teach you anything in that area.
The last one was more about general knowledge with historical events and stuff like that.
I'm glad I sold them individually. That got me so much more money than I would've gotten with selling them all together. My bank account is in the billions, but since it's private and I never told anyone that I was the one creating the AI's, nobody knows.
Also what I forgot to list with the powers, I am incredibly talented in music. I selftaught many instruments (not like there's something I didn't teach myself other than the powers).
The AI's can be combined, but it's quite difficult. I myself have one that has all of that and more. I called it «Neo» (A/n: hehe iykyk), because why not? It's more skilled than Mr Stark's precious Friday. I know that, because I hacked Friday easily and... yeah.
Nat's POV:
I woke up in the middle of the night through shuffling and the bathroom door opening, closing and being locked. First I thought it was Wanda as she often went to the toilet in the night, so I didn't think anything about it.
Fifteen minutes later, the door was still closed. 'That's unusual' I thought. I turned around and opened my eyes only to see Wanda sleeping and Y/n gone.
"дерьмо"(shit), I muttered.
"Why are you swearing?" Wanda asked half asleep.
"I have a bad feeling about Y/n. The bathroom door's been locked for over fifteen minutes."
She didn't answer. Instead, she went to a drawer and took out the card we use to open the bathroom door if something's wrong.
The card opened the door and we looked around the room. We were too late. The window was opened and a few drops of blood were on the floor. The cupboard under the sink was slightly opened meaning the first aid kit was used.
"Why is there blood on the floor?" Wanda asked.
I fished the crushed chip out of the trash and showed it to her. "Because she took the chip out. She really is smart. Should we check the cameras? They might've seen something".
"Good idea!"
We rushed to the security room and accessed the cameras. It didn't bring us anything. There weren't any cameras in our bathroom, for privacy reasons, and the one in our room only showed Y/n entering the bathroom. The ones outside the building detected the window being opened, but nothing more.
She actually escaped. But if she's that smart, she probably didn't go to her apartment or isn't staying there for long. How are we supposed to catch her again? I guess we have to look for her face in public. I doubt that she'll go out with that suit in the close future.
Y/n's POV:
As New York wasn't «safe» for me anymore, I decided to go to visit my friends in Germany.
I flought there with one of my spare suits staying in it's camouflage mode most of the flight.
When I arrived there after what felt like eternity, it was already evening ('cuz of time zones, yk).
I quickly changed out of my suit and went to ring the door. They had a mansion partially managed by my money. I didn't know what to do with all the money, so I gave them some. Of course I also donated much anonymously, but I still have billions left.
One of their many children opened the door. It was one of the oldest sons. His face said many things at once. I wasn't prepared for what he told me... at all.
A/n:
Can you guess what happened?
Cliffhanger... again. If somebody guesses, they'll get a shotout in the next part (if the story isn't finished yet).
Btw next few chapters are gonna be extra long, I'm looking forward to publishing them.
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FanfictionY/n is a young teenager who just recently moved to New York from Europe where she lived with friends. She's presumably an orphan, though she never knew for sure as she knows nothing about her family. Due to her intelligence many schools like Midtown...
