Take my hand {Gwen and the avengers series}

Chapter 1

It was late afternoon and I was sitting on the sofa reading a novel when there was a knock at the front door, I placed the book down on my lap for a moment to listen for something to get pushed through the mailbox, but there was no noise, so I lifted the book and was about to start reading again when there was another knock.

I moaned and slowly stood and walked down the corridor towards the wooden door, when I looked through the pane of glass, I saw nothing. I bent over a little to get closer to the glass and to try and see around the other side for someone; but then a second knock occurred making me jump and lose my footing and fall over.
I sat on the floor for a second when I heard quiet mumbling, I immediately got up and crept back to the door and lifted my hand slowly, and took hold of the unusually cold handle and pulled it open quickly.

There was nothing there, but it was pouring down with rain and it restricted my view. I stood looking out into the dark afternoon when a shiver ran down my spine and there was a cold breeze on the back of my neck.

I took one step back and pushed the door closed and started to turn around but I was too slow as a hand clamped my mouth shut and something was tied around my head and over my eyes.

Someone started to talk to me, "hello Gwen," he said.

I recognised the voice so I stopped struggling against the force that was holding me, but with all the whispering and muttering, I could tell there was more than one person.

Someone took hold of me and walked me through to a different room where they made me sit upon a chair, but as we were walking I heard someone mutter to another person, "she's got a lot older since we last saw her, hasn't she?"

Then it was all a blur and it was bright.

We were in the kitchen when my eyes adjusted, and I saw the people that was standing in front of me. "Who are you?" I asked, an open invitation to any of them to talk.

A man in an iron suit who was standing towards the back of the group turned to the others and asked with a hint of confusion in his voice, "she doesn't remember us?"
The man that spoke to me earlier was in a blue suit with some sort of American flag on it, but he came forward and looked down at me frowning as if he was looking for something on my face.

But after looking at me for a solid awkward thirty seconds, he finally replied to the other man, "Shield gave her an injection so she wouldn't remember anything."

The Iron guy nodded his head but I looked at him quizzically because I really did seem to remember his face; I just didn't know where from.

I looked back at the man in front of me as he cleared his throat, "Gwen, my name is Steve. . . Steve Rogers. My friends here are: Tony stark, Bruce banner and Thor and we are known to the public as 'The Avengers'."
I froze as I recognised each of their names and shut my eyes, but a small blurred vision ran through my head.

It was my parents murder that I was 'involved' in.

"It's okay," he soothed and as I tried to steady my breath he turned to the others and pointed out, "she's remembering", he then looked back at me and asked, "what do you remember?"

I frowned and looked up at the men, specifically at the guy called Tony who was staring back at me just as intensely as I was to him.

"I . . I was nine. . My parents and I were travelling somewhere because something bad had happened, we were attacked and my parents were murdered" I answered as I still looked at Tony as it seemed to help me.

But then I remembered it all and I looked back at Steve, "You guys turned up and rescued me." Except for Tony.

Tears ran down my cheek and I wiped them off quickly with my hand and then carried on, "It was all my fault." I started.
Steve sighed and looked down at me and said, "it wasn't your fault, your parents were trying to protect you because men were after you. . . You have a gift and that's why we have come here, as you are twenty three your powers will start to kick in."