PHOENIX

Prolouge

Everything I knew, was never true.

My life, was never truly mine. I never had control over what I did, what I could say or do. I was always told when to speak, told when to move... told when to kill.

I've spent hundreds of years locked up, trained, tested on. Now how could it be hundreds of years you might ask, cause I was frozen. They would put me in the cryostasis chamber. It freezes your body where you don't age a second until you're out. And who puts me in there... Hydra.

Now I wasn't born into Hydra no. I'm not sure where I was born actually. As cliché as it sounds I was left on a door step with my first and last name, a birthday date, and a necklace. Very typical if I'm being honest, isn't that how all tragic stories start? A baby left with a note and necklace. Guess my parents thought they would join the group.

I was left to the newly wed couple Jason and Camilla Turner. Thankfully they were nice enough to bring me in and care for me. I spent exactly 2 years at their house. That was until the "incident" happened.

I was always told I was an extraordinary child, my mind could understand and comprehend things at a very, very young age. I learned to talk quickly and how to walk soon after. But after my second birthday my parents started to see things that shouldn't happen. My toys would be on the other side of the room, and the next second by my side. My parents would ask me to guess what was for dinner and every time, I guessed right. They even did some random food and I still got it correct. But it wasn't until one morning when they really got scared.

It was 11am at the time, I was sitting on the floor playing with my toys again. That's when my mom walked in with a snack, but once she laid eyes on me she dropped the plate sending it crashing into the ground. My dad came running at the noise only to stop and stare as well. 

I on the other hand, stood in the middle of the living room, my toys floating all in the air, and my eyes glowing a red orange color, that same color in my hands and around my toys. I looked over at my parents before dropping all the toys and smiling. Then I continued to play.

Shocked and scared my parents didn't know what to do. They had loved me sure, but somehow I knew they didn't want to keep me, they were always talking to people asking if they knew someone by my last name, always on the phone talking to orphanages. They never wanted to keep me, they wanted a true family. And somehow I couldn't blame them.

I spend everyday hoping and praying my real family would come to take me back home. Wishing they would show up.

But that day would never come.

My parents called many people after the "incident". And soon enough they found someone that would take me. They were some organization, they wouldn't say what they did but they said they would take care of me. And that was enough for my parents.

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"Mama? Papa? Who are they?" I ask looking at there tall men dressed in all black
"Sweetheart, these people are going to take you back to their home. Their going to take care of you and help you, I promise" my mom says kneeling down next to me
"But I don't want to go" I tell her
"Honey you have to. You-you can do things that we-we can't. So you need them to help you ok?" My dad says kneeling down now
Sad I look down at my feet
"Ok" I whisper
"Alright let's go pack your things" mom says standing up
"No need for that miss. We have everything she needs there" the man in black tells them
"Oh alright. You can take her then" my mom says almost to quickly

The strange man picked me up and walked me to the car outside. My parents didn't even tell me bye. They closed the door and that's when I knew something wasn't right with these men.

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I spent the next years of my life getting experimented on, trained, beat. So many needles, flashing lights. Everything went to fast, I felt as if I never had a break. Never slept. Never ate. For years and years this went on. Until they froze me, but for me it felt like nothing. But to the outside world it was years. I gained more powers and my powers I had before were enhanced. I gained control over them in an instant. Knowing what to do came naturally to me.

I was also trained side by side with the winter soldier. I went on missions just like him, under mind control.

Though my mind control worked different than his. He would forget who he was, but for me it would only last a couple of weeks before I gained control and memories again. I overheard a scientist say it was something about my powers. And how having control over the mind was the reason my powers could give me back control of mine without me trying.

But until I could figure out how to do it. I was stuck, going on missions, doing their dirty work. Killing innocent people for them. And every person I killed, I remember their face. Their pleads of mercy. But I couldn't stop myself.

Until the day I finally figured it out.

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A/N: NEED TO READ, VERY IMPORTANT!!

Just to help a little bit with understanding before this book really starts. Her powers are basically going to be like Wanda's but also like Phoenix in x-men. Especially the color of Phoenix's powers. She will be 30 in civil war, meaning I'm changing Tony Stark's age as well for the sake of the story! Tony will also be 30. (I have a plan for why they are the same age trust me). ALSO pepper and Tony were never a thing in my book! Enjoy the book, feel free to comment I love to hear yalls thoughts. Honestly not sure if this is the best book but I'll possibly edit it later on!