This is a reader insert.
Y/N Stark is Howard Stark's adoptive sister. Her adoptive parents found her in the middle of a dark alleyway, where she had been abandoned as a baby.
I'm not going to spoil the plot so that's about as much as I can tell yo...
I shuffled in my sleep and hugged my pillow tightly. I turned around and saw someone reading in the corner of my room. There was someone in my room.
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I shot out of bed and grabbed the knife from my dresser and was about to throw it at the person when a hand grabbed my wrist. "If I was going to hurt you don't you think I would have done it while you were sleeping?" I noticed that the person reading was just an illusion. I noticed who the person was.
"Loki! What are you doing in my room! That is so creepy!" "I ran out of books and you seemed to have plenty." He said, gesturing to the pile of notebooks on the side of my bed. "You read my notebooks? You better run before I kill you." He chuckled. "It was fun to know how you felt and what you did basically your entire life... So, you're adopted and you killed your brother after having formally taken the life of, oh yeah, you lost count... because you can't remember them all." "Stop!" I shouted. He was just torturing me, and it was working. "I can't say I'm completely innocent, but my mind was being controlled, yet you killed even when you weren't controlled by HYDRA. You killed because you were scared. Because that is your response to fear. Murder." "I said stop, or i'll call your brother." He just smiled.
"Yes, because my brother is still alive. I didn't kill him. You know what your "companion" wrote in his book? He said he knew who had killed Howard, but didn't tell you because you were scared enough already. He didn't tell you because he knew you were too weak. Too weak to take responsibility for your own actions. You also, deep down know that all the things Tony said that day were 100% true. You shouldn't have been found." I took a swipe at him with the knife, But it was just an illusion. I felt something cold against my throat. A knife. Of course.
"And you didn't even learn anything. You're still a child. What do you think would happen if I said the words that are constantly on your mind. I read your mind when I arrived. You have trigger words then. So does your friend across the hall, but he is better at hiding his. If I said the words do you think you would attack everyone in this tower? Or do you admit that even when you were brainwashed, there was still a bit of you down there. That there was still a bit of you when you killed your brother."
I felt the tears streaming down my cheeks. "If you don't want to find out, I would go back to sleep. If anyone asks, you had a nightmare. You will act as normally as possible and if you try to run or tell anyone, they will be the first that I'll make you kill."
I felt the knife leave my throat and felt myself being lifted and put onto my bed. "Why? Why do you want to see me suffer? Why do you want me to hate you?" "No. I just wanted to see how far you'd go before you'd break." I saw the illusion disappear and I stayed in bed for another 5 minutes, before getting up and going to the bathroom.
I looked at my tear tracked face and punched the mirror. It cracked, cutting into my fist. I had never felt so contaminated. A few words and I might just kill everyone that I cared about. "Y/N? You in there?" It was Bucky. "Yes, I'm coming, wait one second." I quickly bandaged my fist and wiped the tears off my face. I came out and met a concerned looking Bucky.
