Summary: The reader is the only child of a village apothecary.
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The clash of miniature waves hitting rocks, filled your ears as the wind whirled around you whipping your hair.
"Y/N!" Wanda called from the forest. "There you are! You're going to be late with your meeting with Mr. Stark!"
"Oh no!' You exclaimed, picking up your skirt, you rushed towards your horse. "Thank you Wanda! I'll see you later!"
Galloping through the forest, you arrived at your house in no time. It was the last house in the village close to the forest.
After you had led your horse to his stall in the barn you were greeted by one of your fathers regular patients, as he was the villages apothecary.
"Good day miss Y/N."
"Good day Sire Rowan." You greeted.
"Do you know where your father's where abouts are?" Mr. Rowan questioned.
"I...I'm not sure sire Rowan. I'm sorry but I must go."
Walking at a face past through the village you arrived at the Stark blacksmith manor.
"Y/N!"
"Sorry sire Stark."
He cut you off before you could respond. "How many times have I told you to call me Tony?"
"Sorry....Tony."
Tony had gone to your father, in desperate need of medical attention. You often stepped in as the mother of the house caring for his patients. It was just you and your father. A tragic accident that involved your mother, she was never heard from again.
When you were caring for Tony, he had promised to teach you how to defend yourself when he was better. He helped you make your own daggers, swords and arrow heads.
"Go to the back. I'll meet you there. We don't want to anyone to see you here now do we?"
"N...No Tony."
Tony was often called 'Crazy Tony.' Behind his back by the villagers.
After, the session with Tony, you met with Wanda in the forest for lunch.
"I hope you don't mind, I invited Clint and Natasha!"
"Nay, that's okay!"
"I brought some fresh bread that my father baked today." Wanda spoke.
It wasn't uncommon for you and Wanda to sneak away from the viliage to eat lunch in the forest. Wanda had become close to you, often considering herself as your sister.
"Alright ladies. Shell we continue our lessons on archery?" Clint spoke.
"Yes!" The three of you spoke in unison.
The sound of horses galloping replaced the sound of your voices.
"Run." Clint spoke firmly. Wanda and Natasha began running further into the opposite end of the forest.
Clint began shooting his arrows at the men wearing black armor on horses. Without much thought, you picked up your bow and arrow and joined Clint in attempting to keep the mysterious men at bay. Halting their horses, they began to turn around. One of the men shiny material replacing his where his arm should be.
