Avengers Daughters

Chapter 2

{Hazel's point of view}

          My alarm, set for 5 am, wakes me.
My eyes immediately pop open. Ugh. I don't want to get up. But, it's Time for training. I, as quietly as I can, pull myself out of my bed and over to my dresser. A gray athletic shirt and pink athletic pants. I go to the bathroom and get changed. I pull up hair up, out of my face, for when I have to do stupid running. I also put on my sneakers. I decided I'll take a shower when I get back from training, it only makes sense. I grab my water bottle and try to quietly close the door without waking Rosie, and the new girl Harper. I walk down the hall moving my hand across the wall. There are very few people in the hall ways but they all say Hi to me. They only say Hi because they know who I am, Clint and Natasha's daughter. Everyone says I'm popular here, but Rosie (and soon to be Harper) is my only true friend right now. I go into the cafeteria and grab a container of fruit salad from the glass case. My favorite thing for breakfast. But my favorite all time food is cheese fries. We don't have to pay for anything; we just take what we want. I sat down at a table all alone and look up at the TV. Here we don't have normal TV channels; the TV just shows information about SHIELD. Who is leaving for missions, who recently died (sorry, no nice way to say that), just whatever is happening. I always change the channel to who is leaving on missions. I eat my food as the screen slowly scrolls down. I search the list for my parent's names. I sit and stare at the screen till it shoots back up to the top. I sigh of relief. No missions for my parents today, thankfully. I get up and throw my empty cup away. Wouldn't you also be worried if your parents were going on their next deadly mission? I sure am, but I try to hide it. I don't like people worrying about me. Even though I'm not always strong, and Un-afraid, I like to act like I am. 5 minutes in till training on the top of the base. Just enough time to walk there. It takes me 3 minutes to get to the top. My trainer, Andrew, is there waiting for me. "Hey, for a minute there I thought you were going to be late." Andrew said. "I'm never late." I say bending down to re-tie my shoe. "Your right, I should know that by now." Andrew said. I smile at him. Andrew is my least favorite trainer. He tries to act younger than he is. I can't stand fakers. I mean, who can, except the faker themselves?  "3 laps around the edge. Go." Andrew says. I turn around and start to run. I keep my breathing in a nice pattern, As I was taught. I feel Andrew's eyes on me and then he goes back to look at the timer in his hand. Running isn't that hard for me. I would go running with my mom and dad at the farm house all the time. We would just run and talk all the time. I'm pretty fast if I do say so myself. I'm now half way through lap 2. When I first started running with my parents at the farm house, I hated it. But after creating memories and good times, it became on of my favorite things to do. I wish I could go back and stay at the farm sometime. Probably not any time soon.
I speed up some. As I go for lap 3, I can hear Andrew click the timer. I sprint all the way through the last lap and I come to a halt when I reach the end. "Hey not too bad. Better then yesterday." He said writing down my times on a piece of paper. "Grab your bow from the ground and head to the targets." Andrew said. I run over and grab my bow. It fits perfectly in my hand. My dad had it made special for me. It has grooves in it that fits with the size of my hand. I got this a few weeks before I had to come to Asgard. My birthday was a few weeks ago, and my parents get me a new one each year.
I pick it up and the few arrows that are lying on the ground. I run back over to Andrew who is at the targets. He hands me a few more arrows. "If you get all 10 in the bull's eye in a row, which I know you can do, we can move onto combat training." Andrew said. "Okay." I said. I put all the arrows in the quiver and slung it over my shoulder. Andrew nodded his head signaling that I can begin. I do exactly what my dad has taught me to do, what I learned at the age of 8. That's when I got my first bow. I was so excited, it was all I ever did. Except of when I had school. My parents homeschooled me.
I pick up the bow and face the target. I take a breath in. I pull an arrow out of the quiver and shoot it all in a matter of seconds. I lower the bow and Andrew walks to the target. "One. 9 more to go." He says and pulls the arrow out of the target and walks out of the way. Breathe in. Grab arrow. Shoot. "Not bad. 8 more." Andrew says. I shoot 2 more. "6 more." Andrew says and pulls the arrows out. I get the next 4 right in the center. "2 more. You can do it." Andrew said. Breathe in. Grab arrow. Shoot. Andrew went to the target and looked at it. "Ohh, it's close. We'll count it." Andrew said. "One more. Don't psych yourself out." Andrew said. Breathe in. Shoot. "Not bad." Andrew says. I smile. I hear cheering from behind me. I turn around. Rosie and Chase were there.
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SHIELD FILE 7283

{Chase Stark}

Gender: Male, Full human

Age: 15

Hair: Dark Brown

Eye: Blue

Parents: Tony Stark, Pepper Potts

Location: SHIELD base in Asgard

Skills: Computer/ Tech Genius

Birthday: 12/9/2001

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Hey, I'm Chase. My parents ARE the famous Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. I'm kind of a genius. I used to live with my parents in Stark tower, and I still do some times. I stay up here in Asgard for most of the time, but sometimes I'll get to go and stay with them. For my friends, Hazel and Rosie, they don't see their parents as much as me, and never get to stay with them. Rosie's dad is kind of an evil villain, and Hazel's parents are always away on missions. But I stay here in Asgard a lot and spend most of my time in the labs. Working on experiments, creating technology, the usual stuff. Okay usual for me.
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{Hazel's point of view}
I blushed. Rosie ran over to me and gave me a hug. Chase followed behind her. "Hey, that was pretty awesome. You can shoot really fast." Rosie said. "It was precisely 1.9 second on average." Chase said. "Stop saying all those sciencey things." Rosie said. Chase smirked. "Am I really that fast?" "Yep." He said. "Hey! You guys aren't supposed to be up here during training." Andrew said. And Andrew finally shows his strict, 'adult' side of himself. "Oh sorry, we just came to see her shoot her bow." Chase said. Chase isn't sorry. Chase does what Chase wants. He got that from his dad. "That's fine." Andrew said. "We can go now." Rosie says, pushing on Chases back towards the stairs. "Tell you what, Hazel, one more shot in the Bulls eye and I'll give you the rest of this Training session off. Besides it's your last one for the next 3 weeks." Andrew said. You picked up the bow and placed the quiver around you. "Go ahead." Andrew said. Breathe in. Shoot. I heard a crack. I looked down. My bow snapped. "Well the arrow made it in the center." Andrew said. "Crap." I whispered to myself. This bow kind of meant a lot to me.
My dad wasn't the most sentimental type, but this was the bow he gave me and it meant a lot to me. It was especially special, because this years bow, he spent multiple months hand carving it. It was my favorite one I've gotten. Andrew walked over to me. He took the bow out of my hand. "Hey that's alright; the bow was getting old anyways." Andrew said. The bow wasn't getting old. I only had it for a few months. I want to cry but I don't know why. No, I do know why. It was special to me. I don't want to cry in front of Chase, let alone Andrew. Instead the only thing I can do is be mad. I drop the quiver, walk away from Andrew, and grab my water bottle. "Hey don't worry; we can get you a new one." Andrew said. He had no idea how much the bow meant to me. I turn and run past Chase and Rosie and down the stairs.
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{Rosie's Point of View}
I looked up at Chase. He was kind of tall.
Or maybe I was short.......definitely option 2.
I walk over and take the bow from Andrew's hand. "Oh." I say. "What's the matter with her?" Andrew asks. I don't answer him. I drop the bow on the ground and run off after Hazel. I hear Chase run after me. That was the bow her parents got for her. She loved it. She talks about it all the time. I knew right away where Hazel would go. When Hazel I would fight, she would always go to the cafeteria. I run off down the hallways with Chase at my heels. I'm faster, but he's taller. By a lot. I run right to the cafeteria. There she is. She has her Chocolate Fudgesicle (her comfort food. That's also cheese fries, but they don't have those today.),and she is sitting in front of the TV seeing who is recently left for a mission. I walk over to her and sit down on a chair next to her. She looks at me and smiles. Chase sits across from me on the table. "Hey, you okay? I know it was really important to you." I say. "Yeah I'm fine." Hazel says. It's quiet for a few minutes. "They haven't come to see me for a whole month." Hazel says. I wrap my arms around her. She pushes me off. "You're really cold." Hazel says smiling at me. "What is that supposed to mean?" I ask her. "No literally, you're cold. Frost Giant." Hazel says. Chase laughs. "Oh yeah." I say. I push the raven black hair out of my face. "I'm okay. I'm gonna go back to our room. Take a shower, get changed and stuff. The death of my bow isn't the end of the world." Hazel says. "I'll come with." I say, standing. "Hey guys, wait. Don't worry, I'm not gonna come with. Hazel, I could design a new bow for you." Chase says. "Are you sure? You don't have to." Hazel says. "I'm sure. I just need you to come to the lab, at, let's say 9 so I can get a mold of your hand." Chase says and stands up from the table. "Sure. Thanks so much." Hazel says. "See you later Chase!" I say as Hazel and I go to leave the cafeteria. "Bye Rosie!" Chase yells. Hazel and I start off down the hallway.