Whoo! First Oneshots. Based off this imagine. The Oc is Karen Gillian. Just role with it I'll explain. She sounds American though. Takes place in 2014. After CAWS, IM3 and TDW
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Hi! My names...well old name...was Gwenivere Winchester. Now sinceI joined SHIELD its Gwen Jones-Smith. Generic I know. Well to bad. Before I became Gwen JS I was a dirty blonde haired hazel eyed 5'9 chick from Kansas. Now I'm 5'11...thats not important. What is important is the story I'm about to tell.
So...I'm the twin sister to Sam Winchester. So...if you know the Winchester's you know their story. What they don't tell is their sister. I ran away at 17, stole one of Bobby's cars and drove to New York City with a fake ID. I ran because I was constantly belittled by John. Dean tried protecting me but I doubted he even liked me. I was antisocial and a bookworm. A bookworm who's really good with Katannas.
When I lived in New York I got jumped by a group of thugs. I fought back but ultimately got saved from the leader when an arrow pierced his neck. That's how I met Clint, Nat and subsequently Nick Fury and Coulson. I became an Agent of SHEILD and a specialised assassin.
They gave me a similar serum to Nat's and Captain America's as a tst subject.i got enhanced accuracy, strength and stamina boosts and an enhanced brain. Then the battle of New York. I got promoted to Avenger. I became fast friends with Steve and Thor, takes Science with Bruce, slapped Tony Stark and became great friends and got public recognition under my alias Firefly. I had dyed my hair red after the battle as a sacraglige to the blood split in the battle. Then...well...this moment in time...
I laugh as Tony gives me another shot. "Stark I'm 25. I can handle a beer." I smile as I chug down the shot. Tony smirks and walks my still healing arm that was injured in a skirmish with some terrorists not an hour prior. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah...but I know you love your caramel shots." He mocks.
"Will you two get a grip?" Nat asks rolling her eyes. I smirk and pass Thor another beer.
"Nat, let the lady Gwen enjoy herself!" He booms. The bell attached to the door rings. I peer over and my blood freezes.
"They can't be..." I mumble. Thor hears and wraps an arm around my back, shielding me.
Nat slides over and Tony pulls closer. "Do you know those guys?" Nat asks gesturing at the three men who are ordering at the counter across the room.
"Two of them." I mumble. At this point Steve, Clint and Bruce come over.
"How?" Clint asks, curious.
"They probably wouldn't recognise me now...its been nearly ten years. Its fine." I try. But Thor picks up on it instantly.
"One of those men, two actually, share a resemblance to you. Are they related?"
"My brothers..." I trail off.
"Do you want to go?" Tony asks. He's familiar with anxiety and my anxiety, depression induced ptsd. I nod my head.
