Violet Barnes

Family Reunion

A week passed, and Violet, Bucky, Anthony, Peter, Perky, with Thor and his friends were trying to make a plan. Loki had already taken over most of California and it was all over the news. It was taking him longer than they expected, and that was good, they had more time.

Violet told them that they should get help and attack, instead of sitting around and trying to make a plan, but no matter how much she said it, they never got around to it, and something was keeping Thor from going back to Earth, but Violet thought that was just her.

They had gone once, after Loki attacked, to attempt getting Aunt Betty, but it didn't work. They were ambushed, and Loki got Aunt Betty first. They had to retreat.

Violet was on the balcony of their big bedroom where she stared up at the sky. She was thinking about everything that had happened the past few months.

Anthony saw that she was alone, so he took this chance to talk to her. He walked up and stood next to her. "You look a little lonely... mind if I join you?"

"Sure," Violet said, without looking at him, instead she looked down. "I was just thinking about everything that's happened."

Anthony didn't know how to answer, so he looked up at the beautiful sunset. "It is a pretty day."

"Yeah," Violet said, looking at the sunset too. "It's a good day to save our friends."

"Look, I'm sorry they won't do anything," Anthony said. "I agree with you that we should take some action... but something isn't right here."

"Everything bad that has happened to us is all Loki's fault," Violet said, her face burning with anger. "Well... except for Bucky getting kidnapped by Hydra... but still."

"I understand," Anthony nodded.

Violet sighed. "I'm afraid he'll do something awful to my sisters... and my aunt. Aunt Betty is like a mother to me. She basically raised me, Bucky and my sisters."

"I know how you feel," Anthony said. "I've never met my dad before. Mom says that he left when I was born. I don't even know what he looks like... there's no pictures or anything."

"I'm sorry," Violet said, and a sudden idea popped into her head. "Wait... how old are you?"

"Seventeen," Anthony answered.

Violet smiled a little. "Heimdall says his son was taken from him, and he hasn't seen him for seventeen years... your seventeen and you haven't seen your dad."

"Heimdall... my father?" Anthony asked in surprise. "No, it could just be a coincidence."

"But it kind of ties together," Violet said with a shrug.

"I don't know...," Anthony said, looking away.

"Meet me here in an hour," Violet said. "I have something I'd like to tell you."

Anthony's heart skipped a beat. "You do?" He asked, and cleared his throat, feeling awkward. "Okay. Sure."

Violet nodded with a smile and ran off. Anthony had no idea what she was doing or what she was going to tell him in an hour. He was a little nervous.

Violet didn't stop running until she reached the Bifrost where Heimdall was, and she was glad they were able to repair the bridge quickly. "I know who your son is."

Heimdall looked at her in surprise, but he didn't answer. "It's Anthony isn't it?" She asked.

He looked down. "I'm not allowed to talk about it."