Rescue (P.P x Reader)

Part 3

(Y/N POV)

"WHOA-kay." I hold on to Peter tightly. "Can't we WALK?!" I shout over the wind. We're swinging through the air really fast, and my stomach does not agree. "We're almost there, relax." He says. I close my eyes tightly and try not to lose all the contents of my stomach. Then next thing I know, we're on stable ground again. "You can let go of me now." He laughs. I release my grip, and step back from him. He pulls his mask off, and gives me a teasing look. "Come on, you have people to meet." He heads into a door, gesturing for me to follow. I trail after him, looking around as we walk down many hallways. Avengers tower is pretty impressive. One elevator ride later, and we're on-
"This, is the common floor of the tower. Where we all kinda, hang out I guess." Peter explains. The elevator opens up to the living room area/kitchen area. It's huge, and very fancy looking. I look around, kind of awe struck. Pretty much every member of the Avengers is there,

either reading, or watching tv. Some are in the kitchen, but they're all just hanging out. "Huh. This is cool." I say. "I know right." Peter grins.
"Well, look who's here." Tony Stark says, turning everyones attention towards me and Peter. Peter waves nonchalantly, while I freeze like a deer in headlights. "Hello Miss Y/L/N. We have some catching up to do." Mr. Stark says. "Let's all go to the meeting room." He calls, signaling the other Avengers to head there. Once we're all settled, Mr. Stark looks to me again. "So, Peter has obviously filled you in on what's going on so far right?" He asks. I nod. "Okay, then let's start. We need your back story. Who exactly are you?" He says. The room is silent as they await my answer. I look to Peter with wide eyes. He nods for me to go on. "Uhm, well, I'm Y/N Y/LN, as you already know. I'm twenty years old, I've lived here in New York my whole life, and apparently I'm some kind of superhuman." I shrug. Mr. Stark nods.

"Well, I'm Tony, as you probably know. And you also probably know everyone else's names." He says. "Yeah pretty much." I nod. "Okay and, can you tell me about your parents? Any kin you may have?" He asks. "No. I never knew my parents. I was raised in an orphanage. What is this? Kindergarten? Telling the class what makes me special? Why am I here? How are you guys supposed to help me?" I cross my arms. "We need to figure out how you were born." Mr. Stark answers.
"Didn't you learn that in school?"
"Very funny. Next question."
I roll my eyes. A 3D screen comes up in front of him, and he taps some things. "Annnddd you were found on the doorstep of the orphanage I'm guessing? Or something along those lines? Like a Disney movie." In one gesture the 3D screen is gone and he's back to addressing me. "Yeah. I'm your regular Disney Princess." I sass. Tony smirks. "I like you kid." He shrugs.

"Okay can we get to the part where we try to figure out what's going on here?" Peter interrupts. "Yes we can. Bring up the information on the...Hunters. Whatever they're called." Steve says. The information comes up on display on the table, where everyone can see. "So, as far as we know, the Κυνηγοί have one major leader," Natasha starts, "The Διοικητής or, Commander. He's in charge of the whole operation. Then next on the totem poll are his Κυνηγοί, the ones who have been after Y/N. They kind of handle the dirty work. But at the bottom of their chain of command, is the Τέρα, or Monsters. No one has really seen them, but they're some sort of mutation, that they only use when necessary. The rumor is that they have a whole arsenal of them. To use as weapons. We're not sure what the Κυνηγοί's ultimate goal is, but they've been hitting different places, searching for something." She says, pulling up various security footage. "The different videos show the same thing each time. Always two people,

whether it's a man and woman or two men or women, it's always a pair, so they're inconspicuous." Wanda chimes in as the video plays. She pulls up a video of two men going into a restaurant. They act normal, order food, and sit for a while. "They seem like normal dudes to me." I shrug. Then they both look around, then at each other. Simultaneously, they stand, and hold out their arms. A flash of light beams from their eyes, and everyone in the room falls flat on the ground.
"Wait are their eyes-?"
"Burnt out? Yeah." Peter says. My eyes widen. "Well that's... not- normal." I say, glancing at all the different places they hit. Mostly small places, certain jewelry stores and things. "But the big problem? After they take out everyone with their- laser eyes? The camera fizzes out. The only thing everyones noticed is that the place is torn apart afterwards. Like they were searching." Tony explains. I tilt my head in confusion. "Searching for what exactly?" I ask. Steve shrugs with a sigh. "That's just it. We're not sure."

"You mean they haven't taken anything away from their little scavenger hunts?" I ask incredulously. "Well, they have occasionally stollen some jewelry." Clint points out. He taps a few things on the table-screen, and a little square zooms over to my part of the screen. I tap to open it, and it's a file with a list of things taken from various jewelry stores they hit. "The only thing they've taken from the three jewelry stores is rings. One ring each. And they're all shady stores too. Not official ones." Peter says. All the other Avengers look at each other. "Sooo, theres your connection. Now you guys pin point all the other jewelry sellers, pawn shops, etcetera, and you guys can go stop them, then my life can get back to normal." I stand up from my seat. "Whoa, whoa whoa. Nothing is normal now. Don't you get that?" Peter asks. "What's that supposed to mean?" I narrow my eyes at him. "Okay, listen Y/N," Wanda addresses me. "You have hidden powers. They're bound to come out at some point but we need to help you-"

"Yeah, about that- how do I have powers? I've never had anything weird happen to me. Nothing has been going on. It was all normal until some weirdo in red tights shows up and says I'm special. I don't see how this has anything to do with me at all." I throw my hands up in annoyance. "If you would just listen-" Peter starts.
"No, you listen! I have been dragged here, when none of you know anything, and you're trying to save me from what? The possibility that these random dudes are after me? I could get hit by a bus on my way away from here for all you know. And as for the whole powers thing- even if that is true, what do you plan on doing? Keeping me out of the way until you know I won't possibly, explode or something? I'm not staying here. I'm going home!" I push my chair away from the table, and when I do, it flings across the room. I hug my fists to my chest. "What was that...?" I whisper. "Those were your powers. Finally starting to show. Probably because of your high stress levels as of now." Natasha says. "Yeah no sh*t." I say sarcastically.

Everyone stays quiet. I sigh and roll my eyes. "Okay. Fine then. What am I supposed to do?" I ask. "Well, if you'll let us- we want to run some tests. See if we can assess how much power you actually have, and maybe try to pry them out. You know, get them to where you can use them." Tony says. I look at the other Avengers, then back at Tony. "Alright. Where do we start?".....