Marvel Preferences and Imagines (Taking Requests)

You're doing this wrong

The avengers were standing there still divided over the civil war. Especially now that Loki was back, conflict was at its worse. Tony was sitting on his expensive leather sofa when Steve and Sam walked into the room.

"All I'm saying is that maybe you're going to fast with the girl, Sam" Steve says.

"Look dude, I get it you're from the fourth century," Sam replies rolling his eyes.

"Oh no, you too?" Tony groans from his position on the couch.

"What do you mean?" Steve asks interested.

"Everyone is bickering these days. It's giving me a headache" he explains.

"Well maybe if you hadn't made the accords a big thing then..."

"Oh lay off about the accords, would you?"

"They tried to kill Bucky"

"Bucky killed my parents, so I really could care less about him"

"Everybody Stop" a female voice yells.

Steve and Tony temporarily stop their stare off to turn to the strange woman who walkes though the elevator.

She snaps her fingers and the whole team appeared. She walked over to the couch and sat down.

"You guys can be so tiresome sometimes" she complains.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Sam demands.

"Name's y/n, and I am a part of the NFDA" She says flinging a badge at Steve, who catches it.

"What's the NFDA?" Tony asks surprised. There was no organization that he didn't know of, yet he had never heard of the NFDA.

"National Fandom Association. I'm the representative of Marvel and it's subdivisions." She picks up her head, only to shake it and groan.

"Why are you here?" Clint asks suspiciously.

"Because appearently you guys are ten years old. We got enough hate mail when we had Civil War, but now it's ten times worse."

"Civil war?" Sam questions

"It's what we call the fight over the accords. Anyways, Tony you need to get over the fact that Bucky killed your parents."

"And why exactly should I do that" he asks.

"If a Hydra Agent took you Mark VI, killed a bunch of people with it, would you blame the Mark VI or the Hydra Agent" she asks.

"I would blame Hydra"

"So then why does it differ with Bucky?"

"I...I don't know" he says turning to Bucky, "Look, I'm not saying that we are going to be best friends or anything, but no more hard feeling"

"James Barnes," the woman continues, "I get that you have trust problems, but you need to open up. Demons aren't meant to be kept to yourself. Same thing Natasha. You guys weren't given the choice to have super powers, but frankly you are the best at what you do."

"Clinton, I know you are afriad to open up because of what happened with your brother."

"How do you know what happened?"

"It's my job. Like I was saying, Clint these people are your family. Your family is who you decide is your family, not who you share your blood with"

"Rhodey and Sam, you guys are best friends with the two strongest superheroes. As we can see in Civil War when reason is thrown out the window, we are torn apart. Make sure that your friends see both sides of every argument."

"Thor, I know that you feel guilty because you couldn't do more for Loki, but his decisions are his choices. As much as you can try, we all have free will. His choices are his choices."

"Loki, you are angry that even though Odin prepared you for kingship, you have never gotten the throne. Have you ever wondered why he prepared you and not Thor?"

"Umm no" he replies.

"Well News Flash, Thor was never going to take the throne. Now I'm not saying that Odin was a great father, but he knew you well enough to not let you take the throne until you've proven yourself."

"Vision and Wanda, would you please just date each other already. I really don't need to get more shippers angry with me because you two are too afraid to date each other."

"Finally, Steve. Remeber what Dr. Erskine told you before you went through the Super Soldier process"

"Sure he said that 'Not a perfect soldier, but a good man.'" Steve says.

"Great. Please whatever happens remember that no one is perfect, no matter how much they seem to be" she quickly says.

"Y/n!" A loud voice shouts.

"Look guys, no matter what happens to me, always remember what I said" she says sounder more afraid.

"Y/n, where are you?" The deep voice shouts again.

"What's going on" Natasha asked.

"There you are, you puny grandaughter" the voice shouts. A giant swirling black cloud resembling a hand swept out and grabbed the woman.

"I am not who you are looking for, Uranus" she called out, squirming in the clouds grasp.

"I do not care, you will suffer for the mistakes of your family" the deep voice called out again.

"They. Are. Not. My. Family." She yells. She thrusted her hand into the air and a lighting bolt came from the ceiling and struck Uranus's hand. It realesed the woman, who then summoned a wave to break her fall.

"Go Back to Tartarus" she scream and flipped of the wave. The water surrounded the Being and to the Avengers' surprise disappeared with the giant black clouds.

"What was that?" Steve called out to the woman.

"Uranus, father of the Titans." She sighed.

"He called you granddaughter, what does that mean."

"It means that I am the daughter of Kronos" she said, "My family, the gods of Olympus, trained me. This bracelet helps me to control time, water, lighting, archery and death itself."

"So you are a demigod?"

"No, demigods are half mortal. I'm fully immortal. That's why I was requited by NFDA."

"So you're like Thor and Loki's cousin?"

"Umm I guess?"

"Why did Uranus want you?"

"Because he's the not the favorite grandfather" she smiles, "Seriously though, he hates all decendents of the Titans. Also, I might have saved you guys a couple more times then I was supposed to...sorry?"

They were about to answer her when a lighting bolt struck next to her.

Rolling her eyes, she said, "gods Zeus. You can't be any more subtle?"

"Nope" a voice boomed, "Stop fangirling. Geez you would think that you are mortal with the way you're acting"

"Don't insult me. I could still tell them about what happened with Aphrodite"

With a loud crack of thunder, the woman vanished from their sight only leaving a note behind:

Remember what I said. See you soon