Imagine x female reader (Y/n)
I wrote this when I was like 14 I'm sorry if it's confusing don't expect Brontë
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A very boring, over worded, written-like-a-child, promise-my-writing-is-actually-better-than-this, summary withou...
As a last resort I went to the avengers meeting room on the second floor.
I opened the door slightly to reveal everyone from the avengers compound in the room, Steve, my father, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Rodey, Wanda, Vision, Sam, Bucky, even Thor and Loki. All sat around a long table with my dad at the head of the table and Steve pointing to a screen at the other end.
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"Come in we need to do something about this!" My dad commanded.
"What are we supposed to do though?" Bruce asked, much more calm than my father.
"Yeah, Banner's right, we can't just tell her, she'll freak out," Thor said.
"And thanks to Bucky now, she'll freak ten times more" Sam said.
Bucky gave a low spirited sigh, "Look I'm sorry she was hanging with Peter," he gave a disgusted face. "Y/n was going to go to Peters after school, I know you messaged peter to not go," he looked at my dad, "but what if you hadn't? What if he had told her about this? Like blurted it out that she had been under the ice," he revealed.
What the fuck? Me? Under the ice? Like Bucky and Steve?
"She told me it was platonic, she said they never kissed and she had no intention," Wanda confessed.
"Really?" Bucky asked.
"That's my fucking daughter your thinking about!" He shouted.
Bucky kept quiet.
"Well, technically she's not though," Bruce said. "She's technically your sister or... older?" Bruce started looking through the papers across the table, squinting his eyes through the lenses of his glasses.
I felt an urge to leave but I couldn't move.
"This is so confusing," Wanda murmured.
"Well we are still doing to tests to figure out if she's Howard and marina Stark's daughter," Bruce looked at my dad for confirmation "She could be Steve and Bucky's age."
"She told me about the vision she had when she had that panic attack and hit her head a few months ago—" Bucky started.
"And why didn't you tell me this immediately?" My dad asked annoyed. The two of them never seemed to see eye to eye on certain issues, the whole Bucky killing his parents I can understand where he comes from though.
"Let him finish," Cap retorted.
"She said she saw your parents, Howard and Marina, in a 50s style hospital, they said you could have saved us, something like that."
"Maybe it had something to do with the car crash, maybe some sort of memory rather than a dream," Vision suggested.
"So the whole thing about her mom dying in a car crash, that could be true, just her father was there too," Wanda added. "Actually, maybe not, I don't know," she mumbled, twisting her lips in confusion.
"No, Wanda that actually makes sense," Bruce agreed, writing something down.
"Wait, are we talking about the crash that Bucky caused?" Clint asked.
"You know he was being controlled by HYDRA" Steve said sternly.
My dad sat on a chair and slumped down while looking at the door. He quickly stood up, maybe catching a glimpse of my face or a reflection of light from my metal hand.
Did he see me?
"Y/N?" He shouted.
Shit.
I picked up my black Kanken backpack emptying out all of my school junk — textbooks, pencils, loose papers — then quickly stuffing essentials inside. I picked up my phone but remembered my dad had trackers, not even thinking about the fact that it was well and truly broken.
I rushed down stairs to gladly see no one coming out of the meeting room or coming down the steps. I moved through the corridor to the garage and got the closet bike I saw and drove it out.
