It'd been hours since you arrived in front of the unassuming door, but every time you reached out to open it, you shrank back. You haven't been back since you were left on your own; since the last of your family died. The reapers made good on their promise and flung their souls into oblivion, so you couldn't even visit them in Heaven. You were well and truly alone.
You carried on hunting anything and everything in your way to keep your emotions at bay, but now you needed information you knew could only be found inside the long abandoned bunker; your former home.
"Are you going in?"
Your jaw clenched and feathers ruffled at the voice. "Chuck," you greeted tersely.
"What happened to 'Father'?" He sounded almost hurt. If he hadn't abandoned you time after time, you might have cared and begged for forgiveness.
"An absent father is no father."
Chuck sighed, "Y/N, it was time. Don't you think they'd had enough?"
"They deserved better," you choked out, a tear trailing down your cheek. "They deserved some peace and happiness after everything they did; everything they had to endure."
"You're right," he conceded after a brief silence. "I'm truly sorry for that. But that's not why I'm here."
Unable to contain your curiosity, you asked, "Why are you here?"
"For you," he simply stated. "You don't pray anymore, but I can still sense your heartache. I want to help you."
You couldn't keep your voice from cracking. "Will it be quick?"
Chuck stepped before you, taking your chin in his hands. "That's not what I meant."
"There's nothing left for me here."
"Maybe not, but there are still people who need you." He cupped your cheeks, wiping the tears away. "You need purpose, and I know just the place, if you'll allow it."
"Where?"
"Another world. The magic is different, the creatures are different... there aren't any like you." You were hesitant, but hope flickered within him when he saw your curiosity win out. "Your grace will stay intact, and they won't be able to hurt you."
You were about to refuse, but the words got caught in your throat. Looking over at the door you couldn't bring yourself to step through, you weren't sure why you wanted to. It was a chance for a new start in a new place; a place that wouldn't remind you of the family you'd lost.
With a final, silent goodbye, you turned to Chuck and gave him a short nod. In the blink of an eye, you were in a marketplace.
"Is this it?" You looked around, taking in the quaint village. "Where are we?"
"No, he chuckled. "We're in Eastern Europe. You'll soon know this country as Sokovia."
"That's not a real place."
"It is where you're going. Are you sure?" He relaxed when you nodded and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Take care, my child. I hope you find happiness again."
The ground beneath you rumbled and the air filled with the sound of gunfire. Scanning the area that now looked like a war zone, you noticed Chuck was nowhere to be found. You watched in horror as a blur sped by and pushed a man holding a boy. The blur turned out to be another man, and he was unable to dodge the bullets that rained down on you all. He wavered on his feet for a bit before collapsing to the ground.
Your eyes glued themselves to his still body, trying to gather information, only to find you couldn't. The other man put the boy down and knelt by the fallen man's side before a third man in blue ran over. You couldn't see anything of any of them; not even a name. You approached slowly, not wanting to frighten them, only pausing when you were spotted by the man in blue.
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Avengers x Reader
FanfictionCollection of drabbles, oneshots, and miniseries featuring Avengers characters. Very little Bucky here, as he'll have his own book.
