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"Where are we supposed to meet Cap again?" Clint asked Wanda pulling the van away from Scotts neighborhood.

"Somewhere in Romania...I think. But first we need to get to Washington." She replied with a hint of a smirk.

"Washington? Why?"

"I have a...friend there."
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Wanda rang your doorbell and stepped back. It was only 8am here where as it was past noon in New York( I don't know if that's right but I'm too lazy to look it up so if anyone is in New York please feel free to correct me...nicely please). You opened the door a bit irritated.

"Can I help you?" You asked groggily, you Sokovian accent thickly clouding your speech. Wanda chuckled as Clint stood beside her, utterly confused.

"Y/N, we need your help. We are having a bit of a disagreement...and your abilities would be, er, useful." She looked uncomfortable.

"Wanda, you know I don't do that anymore."

"Y/N, please." Wanda looked desperate now. You sighed and ran a hand down your face.

"Give me a second, I need my suit." You replied turning back inside.

"Yay!" Wanda clapped.
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"I know you too you're great." You laughed as Scott shook Steve's hand a bit excessively. You then stepped out of the van wearing a black t-shirt and leggings, brown boots, and a green army jacket. Steve looked up surprised that they had picked up another person.

"Oh, and who might you be?" Sam asked. You shrugged and stood behind Wanda.

"My name's Y/N. I've known Wanda a long, long time." Wanda nodded her confirmation.

"Well, we can use all the help we can get. Welcome aboard. They tell you what we're up against?" You shrugged again.

"A egotistical billionaire and a bunch of his friends?" Sam cracked a small smile and Steve nodded.

"Pretty much." You eyed the metal armed- man behind Steve. You caught his eye and felt a blush creep up your neck. 

"Can you fight?" He asked. You could see Wanda tense. Smirking you replied,

"I don't know if you could call what I do fighting but it will work." He seemed skeptical but nodded.
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"He's my friend, Tony."

"So was I." Tony shot his reactor at Steve hitting him square in the chest. The man with the metal arm, who's name you learned was Bucky, returned a hard punch to his face. Everyone else was taken. Gone. Just like that the only family you had left was locked up in a cell a million miles into the ocean. You had teleported yourself away as soon as Bucky and Steve got on that helicarrier. You had recently heard from Natasha that they had traveled to Siberia and you had followed them. As you stepped into the clearing Bucky stopped pulling out Tony's reactor and everyone turned to you. Holding up your hands in surrender you spoke,

"Please stop this. You both have a common enemy." Tony scoffed and flipped his mask up.

"No, we don't. He killed my mom." It was your turn to scoff.

"Guess what Mr. Everything-Revolves-Around-Me, my mom's dead too. She was killed in a terrorist attack around the same time they wanted Wanda and Pietro. You know them, right? They're my cousins. So they took me too. You wanna know what I can do?" You held out your hands the blue energy swirling through out your hands.

"You're like Wanda." You shook your head.

"Wanda has telekinesis, I manipulate energy. Mine was a hell of a lot more painful." Tony had taken the advantage of your distraction and aimed his reactor at Bucky. You looked over at him just in time. As the blue energy shot out of his hand you teleported yourself in in his path. The blast hit you right below your rib cage. Tony looked horrified. He hadn't meant to hit you. Why did he make such a mess of everything. Bucky's metal metal arm lifting you up was the last thing you saw.

Part 2????

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