prologue

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THOR AND I have always been on good terms.

He saved my life during the Battle Of New York, when Loki himself had me by the neck, his hand crushing my throat like paper. I was slammed against the wall of Stark Tower, Loki pushing against me, our eyes locked in a heated moment.

Thor had flown in and slammed his brother to the ground, not hearing what Loki had said to me just moments before.

"A shame you are my enemy. We would make a lovely pair."

It was so odd, that simple sentence Loki had muttered to me, his words strangely sincere.

I didn't tell anyone. Not my best friend, Steve, or Thor, or any of the Avengers. I kept it to myself, storing in the back of my brain. After a while I almost forgot what the god of mischief had said.

But I never truly forgot. When Loki's name would come up in conversation, my mind would flashback to that short moment.

It reminded me of other times when Loki would make odd remarks - when I was interrogating him in the glass chamber on the SHIELD helicarrier, remarking how he liked how I looked in my suit, or how he wished we could have time alone (away from the cameras). It wasn't flirting, but I could tell he had taken a liking to me.

A dangerous, unpredictable infaution.

My name is Y/N Stark. I'm Tony Stark's aunt - yes, his aunt, We act more like siblings, though, and I look like I'm younger than him, thanks to some experimenting I never consented to.

I'm Howard Stark's younger sister, kidnapped when I was 17.

I was one of HYDRA's first experiments; injected by a cocktail of natural elements and chemicals until they found the end result they wanted. That end result was a young girl with dangerous powers.

Whether they wanted to weaponize or profit off me, either way, HYDRA would rise to the top.

I could create diamonds, one of the most precious gems and the hardest material on earth.

Other than vibranium, of course. Steve definitely reminds me of that with a smirk anytime powers and abilities come up in conversation. However, I usually beat him in the game of pride because I always remind him I have an unlimited supply of my powerful diamonds - thanks to myself to being the source - while he only has his shield. It just another best friend banter, I suppose.

Spikes. Heavy spheres. Walls. Columns. Entire machines. Shields. A chair. A waffle iron.

Any inanimate object you named I could create out of diamonds. My age rate was slowed down too, like Bucky Barnes - which explains why I look younger than Tony. I'm fast and strong, a weaponized woman, like Natasha Romanoff. I am the perfect human solider, like Steve Rogers. With these things, and the witty Stark blood running through me, I was almost a mix of the team. Other than the whole diamond super power thing. That's completely and uniquely me.

I was found by Tony and a SHIELD team a few years ago. I've lived with him since them. I became an avenger with Tony and fought in the Battle Of New York.

I helped Steve try to find Bucky and stop HYDRA once again. Geez, it's like they never give up.
Neither do we, of course.

Next came...my downfall.
Whoops.

We had battled Ultron, this vengeful robot hellbent and exterminating us, like some weird Dalek on a rampage.

Everything went fine. I got close to Wanda and Pietro. I got a lot closer with Thor, though, we are what we call "Battle Buddies". His words, not mine.

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