Marvel Imagines

Fight ~ Brother! Sam Wilson x Reader x Avengers

Hey, it's Abbie!! I'm on vacation right now and typing on my phone so I'm really slow. I hope that all of you are doing good. I'm okay. So I had this dream about this imagine so I'm doing it.
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(Y/N).
I sit against the wall of the alley, trying to wipe off some of the blood that cakes my hands.
Yes, it's my blood, but it's a bit of someone's blood too. A few small drops of the crimson liquid land in my lap.
"Rahat..." I mutter. [1]
What's with all the blood? You ask. Well, I had got into a fight with some football players and some snobby rich kids. But I had a reason to do it. I stand up, slightly swaying, and spit out some blood. I check the time; gotta be at the base in 30 minutes. I sling my book bag on and walk out of the alleyway. I got a few strange looks from passers as I walk down the street.
It takes me about ten minutes until I reach the gravel road that leads down to the base. I pause, let out a sigh, then sprint down the road. The base comes into view along with the training soldiers running around the track. The Avengers base was never a quiet place, no matter what the day, or what event was going on, it was always a busy place. I slow to a jog and reach the front doors. I open them and walk through, keeping my head down. Blood still flows freely from my nose and forehead. Sam is so going to give me a lecture when he sees me. I walk through the hall, leaving a small trail of dots of blood.
"(Y/N)." I immediately freeze in my tracks. "I know your hiding something." I just keep my head down. Sam steps in front of me and lifts my head up. He looks at me for a few seconds before sighing and shaking his head.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up and then you can explain to me what happened." He mutters. He grabs my hand and leads me to the common room where all of the Avengers hang. We get to the kitchen then Sam takes off my backpack and lifts me up into the counter. He goes over to one of the cabinets and pulls out a first aid kit. That's when all of the others walk in. That includes Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Wanda, Thor, Vision, Rhodey, Scott, Petrio (He's not dead in this), Maria, Pepper, Jane, Darcy, and hell, even T'Challa, and Fury. Just my luck. I put my head back down and try to avoid the others.
What are they all doing here anyway?
"(Y/N) what happened?" The voice belongs to Pepper.
"Nothing, I'm fine." My head was suddenly jerked up, probably by Wanda's magic. Some of the others gasp while some just stand there looking like they're gonna kill someone. I sigh, knowing that they're gonna want an answer.
"I just got into a fight. That's all." I explain. Sam comes over and starts to wipe the blood off my face. Everyone is quiet while Sam cleans my wounds. I only flinch when he touches an open cut with peroxide.

It takes about ten minutes for all of my wounds to be cleaned and patched up. Once Sam is done, he puts the kit back and sits down on a chair that's directly in front of me.

"Care to explain now?" He asks. Everyone eyes me, but I stay quiet.

"(Y/N), what happened? Was it that (B/L/N) kid again?" Steve questions. I nod. "What did he/she say to provoke you?" I stay silent.

"(Y/N),"

"He/She said that the Avengers should've died in Sokovia, that Petrio should've died from those bullets, that Tony should've died in the portal, that Natasha was a slut, he/she said that Bucky should've died when he fell, that Bruce should just kill himself, and that Wanda should have died in the bombing," I pause to take a breath and try to prevent myself from crying, "and that everyone that works with S.H.E.I.L.D should just die. They even said that T'Challa should go back to his own country and just die." I finish out with a shaky breath. The others look at each other than to me.

"He/She said more, didn't they?" Bruce asks. I nod.

"What was it? I know that they had to of said more in order to make you retaliate." The king himself questions. I let out a shaky breath.

"They said . . . they said that Riley should've died a worse death and that Sam should've died with him," my voice cracks as tears threaten to spill, "he/she also told me to do everyone a favor and just swallow a bullet . . . and I'm starting to think that he's/she's right." After I said that, everyone immediately jumps up shouting 'no's and 'don't you dare think that'.

"What is this person's name?!" Thor shouts.

"(B/F/N) (B/L/N)." I murmur.

"Okay, girls are going to stay here and cheer (Y/N) up. Boys, you find this kid and teach him a lesson." Pepper states as she walks over to me and pulls me off of the counter and starts walking away from the boys with all the other girls in tow.

"Can I ask what we're gonna do?" I ask.

"We all are going to go shopping and once we're done, we're going to watch some movies and play games. How does that sound?" Pepper replies. I grin.

"Perfect."

Third person POV.

Elsewhere. . .

(B/F/N) was casually walking along the road when the Falcon suddenly laned in front of him/her. She/He was a bit taken back by this and froze in place. All of the other Avengers including T'Challa and Fury surrounded him/her.

"Um. .what's going on?" (B/F/N) questions.

"Oh I'll tell you what's going on, you hurt our little ray of sunshine." Tony barks out. It takes a minute for what he said to register in (B/F/N) mind; but when it does, he/she starts to sweat.

"Look, she was the one who started it!" (B/F/N) shouts.

"But she had a reason to. And we don't really appreciate you talking trash about us or (Y/N)." Steve tells him/her in a strong tone. T'Challa walks towards (B/F/N) and grabs him/her by the collar. His mask fades away and he says,

"Listen here, and listen well, you are to apologize to (Y/N) and you are to never go near her unless you want the Avengers and all of Wakanda firing at your being. She is our princess, and if you mess with our princess, you mess with her army." After that, he drops (B/F/N) on the ground and scrambles back up.

"Are we clear?" Sam asks. (B/F/N) nods rapidly. "Good, now get out of here, I don't want to see your face." (B/F/N) nods then sprint out of the circle, leaving a trail of piss along the way.

"I'm pretty sure that we scared him enough that he/she pissed their pants," Scott announces. And with that, everyone heads back to the base to watch movies with their girls and their princess. 

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Rahat - Shit 

Romainian.