My name is Emilia Octavia Coulson. My father is Phil Coulson, the right hand man to Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Before the battle of New York, my father was killed by Loki, the god of Mischief. After that, I was placed into an orphanage...
Emilia's pov Just like any other day since dad died. Wake up, go to school, refuse to eat, and don't sleep. For the past few months, that's been my life. I always knew dad would die in the line of duty, but I never thought of how it would actually feel with out his warm comforting words and him familiar embrace. Today is the same. Listening to music keeps me alive but barely. Only My Chemical Romance, Twenty Øne Piløts, Panic! At The Disco, Green Day and Fall Out Boy. It keeps me from ending my life and thinking about the people I miss. I miss Natasha and Clint. Clint was the fun uncle and Nat was like a mom to me. "Emilia! Someone wants to see you! Interview room! Now!" Wow, I wonder if she even has a nice side. In my opinion, Miss Hannah is psychotic and evil. I make my way down to the interview room while blasting Just One Yesterday from Fall Out Boy while I sing along.
I thought of angels Choking on their halos Get them drunk on rose water See how dirty I can get them Pulling out their fragile teeth And clip their tiny wings Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name It will be held against you Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name If heaven's grief brings hell's rain Then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way Still I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) For just one yesterday Letting people down is my thing baby Find yourself a new gig This town ain't big enough for two of us I don't have the right name Or the right looks But I have twice the heart Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name It will be held against you Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name (name) If heaven's grief brings hell's rain Then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way Still I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) For just one yesterday If I spilled my guts The world would never look at you the same way And I'm here to give you all of my love So I can watch your face as I take it all away If heaven's grief brings hell's rain Then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way Still I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I'm bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) For just one yesterday
"Emilia!" I look up and realize I'm in the interview room and Miss Hannah is fuming in rage. "Emilia, this is Mr. Wentz. Be the polite young lady that should exist someone in you." I roll my eyes and sit down and look at the man sitting across from me. "Holy mother of Thor!" "Hehe. I'm guessing you know who I am?" I nod my head yes and blush a little. "Well Emilia, I would like to adopt you. I've been needing some changes and wanted to give Bronx and Saint an older sibling, I've always wanted a girl, when I read your file I knew you were perfect! So, what do you say?" "Yes, but I have some requirements." He nods his head and I go on. "So if you want to change my last name, please wait until I'm read or at least hyphenate it, next you can just call me Emily, and lastly, please don't expect me to call you dad." "Of course, and if you need to talk to me about anything I'm here for you sweetheart, ok?" I nod my head and he gets up and gives me a hug. I return the embrace then run upstairs to get my stuff. After I pack, I come back down and Pete is waiting for me. "Hey Pete, there's a place I need to go, do you mind?" "No of course not, we can head to the bus anytime!" Since the civilian headquarters isn't that far of a walk, we just walk and go through the doors. Pete looks confused but follows as we make the many twists and turns to the locker room for level 7's. I scan my badge, confusing Pete even more while we head in. I grab a box from a shelf and head to my dad's locker. I open it and start emptying stuff.
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Pete starts to help me and when I find a picture of me and my dad I start to cry. Pete pulls me into his embrace and I cry harder. He rubs my back and fills my mind with calming, soothing words. I pull away and continue to take things out when I come across dad's captain America trading cards. I can't help but giggle as I put it in the box. We walk out and make a few more twists and turns until we stop. "Psst. Hey May?"
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She looks up at me and smiles but then acts like she's irritated because I interrupted her work. "Do you know if Natasha or Clint are here?" "No but Rogers is in the conference room next door with Banner and Fury." I nod my head and we go to the conference room. All heads were turned to us and I received a smile from Steve and Bruce. I looked at Pete and his mouth was wide open in shock? I looked at him trying not to laugh and Steve walked up to us. Pete looked at me and spoke. "YOU KNOW CAPTAIN AMERICA?!" I giggle and nod, and Steve laughs. "I'm Steve Rogers, it's nice to meet you Mr-" "Wentz sir. Pete Wentz. But please, just call me Pete." "Then you can call me Steve." "Steve. Pete just adopted me. He's a bassist in a very popular band that I like." "I'm glad, but please keep her safe, I owe a lot to her father so I promised myself to make sure she's happy and safe." I smile as they talk a little more and we leave. Pete takes me to the bus and tells me to wait outside for a minute. Suddenly, I heard a few"What?!"s coming from inside. The Bus door opens and I smile. "Come on in Emilia." I go in and kind of hide behind Pete. "Guys, this is Emilia, Emilia, well you know who they are." We talk for awhile until I seem to fall asleep on Andy's shoulder. If life is gonna be like this, I think I'm gonna be okay, even if dad isn't there. When I wake up, I hear several unfamiliar voices. I am now lying in Pete's lap and he notices me moving. "Good morning sunshine!" I just groan and grab my phone. Hm. Weird. I have a missed call from Nat. "Hey Pete, I gotta go make a call, I'll be right back." He nods his head and talked to the other people, whom I was too tired and groggy to look at. I dial Nat's number and wait for her to answer, then put it on speaker. "EMILIA OCTAVIA COULSON! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME YOU GOT ADOPTED?!" I'm tryingsohardnot to laughat her reaction but it's so hard not to. "Don't you laugh young lady. I'm serious. Why did I have to find out through Steve?" "I hadn't exactly gotten the chance to call yet, sorry. We only went to HQ to get a few things and I needed Steve for something. He's a loudmouth." We talk for a little until I hang up and go sit next to Pete. It's then that I'm able to get a good look at who else is here. Panic! and Twenty Øne Piløts!
