And Then I Wrote Marvel

Show Me Light (Part 3) (Avengers x Reader) *

"You almost killed my girlfriend," Tony told you. "She's been in the hospital for months now because you blew the building she was in sky high."

"If she's alive, then she wasn't the target," you replied simply.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" he asked incredulously. "'Oh, Pepper was injured badly, but she wasn't who I was going for.' Thank you so much."

"If she was the target, then she wouldn't still be alive. They always make sure of that." A blank look of guilt rested on your face.

Tony's anger dissipated suddenly when he realized that you hated what you did as much as he did. "Count your blessings, I guess," he muttered, turning his head away. "At least she's not an immediate target of Hydra."

"As far as we know," you clarified.

He sighed and put his face in his hand. He turned his head to look at you, saying. "I am trying so hard to like you, okay, but do you realize how hard you're making it? I'm trying to put what you did behind me. It was so much easier with Barnes because he actively expressed his guilt. The look in his eyes told me just how bad he felt. But you? You just sit there, unreadable. Blank face, nothing in your eyes. Do you even feel emotion?"

You understood his frustration with you. You could almost feel his frustration with you--almost. "No."

He was speechless. That wasn't what he was expecting; he had speculated that you had developed a habit of suppressing and burying your emotions so deeply that even now, under asylum from Hydra, you couldn't find them. That definitive "no" dashed that theory to pieces. You really didn't feel anything.

"Side effect of the powers, I think," you added.

"Yeah, how do those work, exactly?" he asked. You had sparked his curious nature by taking the light off of what you had done and placing it on how you had done it.

"You know as much as I do," you shrugged. "Hydra was so secretive around me that, sometimes, I doubted that they knew how I worked."

"You could be on a timer, and you'd never know."

"I'm pretty sure that I'm not a time bomb, but thanks for your concern."

"Wow! So you don't feel emotion, but you're a total savage," Tony remarked. "You're going to be fun."

"The fun is all on your side of the room."
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Dr. Banner's side of the lab was more visibly disorganized than Tony's, but he knew where to find everything. When you had asked him to run a blood test, he had been more than happy to oblige, walking straight over to a drawer, pulling it open, and fishing out a syringe.

"Here, just give me your arm real quick..." he mumbled. You didn't bother looking away; needles didn't faze you anymore. "What do you want me to test for?"

"I just want to know if there are traces of anything irregular," you explained. "That could get us closer to finding out what triggers my powers."

His eyes lit up. "I'll tell you the results when they come out," he promised. "It should only take a few hours."

"All right. Thank you, Dr. Banner." You left quickly, meaning to go back to your room and hide for the time that you had to wait. That didn't work out.

Wanda stopped you when you were maybe ten feet from the safety of your room by touching you on the arm lightly and smiling. "I was just looking for you, (Y/N). Natasha and I are getting a group together to play a card game. Would you like to play?" she offered.

"What are we playing?" you asked uncertainly. You kind of wanted to stay away from people as much as possible, but in order to do that, you needed to be able to pass as a normal person again. Practice was key, and you weren't going to get any of that unless you interacted with these people.