The Next Generation of The Avenger Kids One Shots

Telling the father/StarBones

Brock sighed as he began to slide against the side of the wall, his eyes beginning to water as he looked at the test in his hand.

Positive.

"Fuck." He mumbled under his breath. It was even worst cause he knew who the father is.

Steve fucking Rogers.

"God, why weren't we careful? Why didn't I see this coming?" He said under his breath, he started rocking back and forth. Every piece of him shaking violently. What on earth was he gonna do? How was he going to tell him?

"I can't stay here." Brock said under his breath.

He knew that if he stayed, it wouldn't take long for HYDRA to found out, and probably experiment on him and his baby.

So he made a plane that night.
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Brock headed to the agents files, HYDRA kept all the files on every agent. Brock knew his file would be here, he had to take it and burn it so they wouldn't be able to track him down.

He pulled one of the file cabinets and started to look threw, he passed by Jack's file and found his. He took it out and closed the cabinet, he putted the file under his shirt and started to head to his dorm. He walked in his dorm and looked at the time.

12:32 am

Brock pulled out the duffel bag he had under his bed, he pulled the file out from under his shirt and putted it in the duffel bag, he then grabbed the hoodie that belonged to his mother, he putted the hoodie on and threw the hood up. He grabbed the duffel bag and threw it over his shoulder. He opened the door and looked around the hall, no one was around. He took a breath and went to the front gate of the base.

He took one last look at the base and turned around and walked away from the base. He didn't turn back he kept walking.
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Brock made it on to a train that was heading to Queens, he sat down by a window and watched as everything went by, he got lost in his thought about everything. His head perked when he saw an elderly looking woman sat down in front of him, he didn't say anything to woman.

It was pretty quite between the two till the elderly woman spoke up. "Where are you heading to dear?"

Brock cleated his throat and kept his head down, "I'm heading to Queens. I'm gonna stay with an old friend of mine."

"Of that sounds wonderful, I hope you have a wonderful time with you friend."

"Thanks, I'm pretty excited to see them."

The entire train Brock stayed looking out the window, the train stopped and Brock knew he was at his stop. He grabbed his duffel bag and said bye to the elderly woman, she smiled at him and left him with some parting words.

"Remember, If their is something wrong don't run from it. Embrace it and good things will happen."

What the woman said played in Brock's head over and over again. Did she know who he was? Did she know why he was heading to Queens?

The thoughts kept playing in his head and he walked down a small town, he walked a few blocks down and found the house he was looking for. It was 10:19pm when he made it to the house.

He walked up the stairs and knocked on the door, he waited for a bit. He was ready to knock again, when he heard the sounds of small footsteps running to the door. A little girl opened the door and looked up at Brock, she wore a navy blue bunny hug while her dark hair was tied in a ponytail.

Brock kneeled down at the little girl.

"Hi their sweetie, is your parents home by any chance?"

"Mable, who's at the door my little solider?"