Take the leap of faith.
fear·less
/ˈfirləs/
adjective
adjective: fearless
lacking fear.
Becca has lived in captivity her whole life until she finds her mother after seventy years of being apart. But when Ultron attacks, the daughter is sent to live...
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Becca stood behind Ben as he ordered the family the sandwiches from the place called Delmar's. She had never been in a place like this let alone in a bustling city like Queens. The young teenager was showing signs of being overwhelmed, and Ben knew it.
"Sofia? What do you like to eat?" Ben asks the young girl, "Is there anything you like?" He adds, wanting to engage the girl to take her thoughts on something else other than her surroundings.
Becca snaps out of her thoughts, looking up at the uncle, "i- I don't know what i like.." She murmurs, ashamed of herself for not knowing what she likes on a sandwich. Something a normal child would know from the age of six. Becca didn't know. She couldn't for the life of her remember what her mother would make her as a child. But something stuck out in her mind at that moment. So she looked back at Ben, "I like turkey.. and.. cheese?" She tells him.
Peter watches Becca closely, pushing his glasses on his face, "You know what kind of cheese? And bread?" He asks curiously, wanting to help her adjust in the atmosphere she has clearly never been apart of.
Becca hesitates, not realizing there were choices of cheese and breads. She never had choices before. Not after she was taken, she was grateful for the small portions of food she was given in the Red Room, then when she was free of them, she was on the run with her Papa, scrounging up what they could fine. She was lucky if she would eat half a full meal a day. Then she was with her Mama again, but it didn't last long.
She hesitates, "I- no.. i'm sorry." She says quietly, her hands starting to shake, thinking they'll be mad at her for not knowing what she likes in food preferences. But gentle hands rest on her shoulders. Her head snaps up to see May and Ben looking at her with kind eyes. Eyes she expected to be filled with frustration and disappointment.
"There's no need to be sorry. None at all." Ben says, reassuring her as best he can, "We'll get you lots of turkey with white bread and we'll experiment with cheese another time. Okay?"
Becca nods slowly, a small smile, "That sounds nice.." She responds quietly as Peter and May begin to talk to the shop keeper Becca learns is named Mr Delmar.
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