Little Winter

8

1 year later
I was 15 now, and we had to go back to Earth to see everyone and get supplies. As we landed, I pulled on some black jeans, a light teal shirt, my leather jacket, my boots, and tied my hair back into a high ponytail. My hair now reached my hips when down, so I changed it a bit so that it faded to dark brown on the tips. I put on some red lipstick, and some mascara and eyeliner, and left. I grabbed my 2 katanas that matched my Mom's. I laughed as Groot walked past, playing on his tablet. "Groot! Come on." "I am Groot." "I don't want to go either, but Mom and Dad said we have to. C'mon."

We walked out, and I grabbed an apple off of a counter in the market, giving the owner some money, as he smiled and waved at all of us. I rubbed my apple on my shirt, and used some of my powers to wash it off, then dry it. I bit into my apple, and kept walking as people gawked. We were apparently famous on Earth.

Eventually, I got fed up with all of the pointing and whispering. "TAKE A PICTURE WHY DONT YA?! ITLL LAST LONGER!!!" They all looked away fast. I sighed, and rubbed my temple, before walking into the Tower. I looked around, noticing the changes in decor. "Petey must be the owner now." I walked to the private elevator, and went upstairs.

I groaned as I left the elevator, and threw my apple into the trash, flying it across the room. I was less careful with my powers nowadays, because I didn't give a crap anymore. I even changed my eye color back to normal.

"Belle! You're here!" I turned to see Peter. "Petey! How's MJ?" "Good. I took over as CEO. Stark is now my company." "Congrats bro. How's Ned?" "Good. He's head of my Science Department. MJ is head of Business. Also my PA. Kinda like my parents were." I laughed. "Anyways, you grew up a lot." "As did you. Changed your eyes back." Suddenly I heard a cry.

My eyes went wide, and I went pale. "Is that?" "Your little sister. Rebecca Elizabeth Barnes." I look down, trying to hold in the tears. "They really did replace me, huh?" "I'm sorry. I thought you had forgotten." I smile, wiping away the tears.

"Belle! C'mere!" "What now, you little forest rat?" "Don't give me attitude, Avatar!" "Don't give me attitude, trash panda!" "You take that back!" "Make me!" Eventually I walked into the room, seeing everyone there. Even the replacement.

Suddenly I heard someone gasp. "What now?! I just wanna go back to space. Even Ego was better than this!" I turned to see Nat. "Oh. Hey Nat. Find your disappointment of a daughter's body yet?" "J-JAMES!" I curse under my breath, and quickly change my eyes and hair as she's turned.

She turned back, and looked at me again. "But- you just- what?" I shrug before pulling some water around me and making an ice knife, and cleaning my nails with it. "How did you do that?" I turn to see Nat and James looking at me, along with everyone else. "Hydrokinesis. Meditation. Experimented on by an underground Nazi terrorism group after being taken by my parents, then a few decades later be called a selfish brat by them to my face, after meeting the 2 people that treat me right, instead of just replACING ME WITH SOME BETTER VERSION?!!!?!" I realize I'm shouting, crying and my hands are on fire. I quickly put out the fire, and wipe away my tears, before going to an open window and jumping before anyone can say anything.

I quickly fly off, going to my secret spot. I sneak in, grab something of mine, and go to a room. I lace up my pointe shoes, and tie my hair into a bun, surprised that they still fit perfectly. I turned on my music, and begin to dance.

After a few hours, I get the feeling that I'm being watched. I ignore it, and keep dancing. Suddenly I'm back with Hydra, reliving my most difficult mission. I had to go on stage as Clara in the Nutcracker, and during the after party poison 11 men at once. I snapped out of my daze, and realized my feet were bleeding, and I was doing fouettés. I quickly pulled my leg into a perfect pirouette, going around 5 times, before landing in a perfect fifth position.

I heard clapping, and turned to see everyone standing in the doorway. I turned away, undid my shoes, and walked, with bleeding feet, to the med room. I grabbed the first aid kit, and began to wrap my feet up. I ignored everyone, and stood, before walking over to grab my now bloody pointe shoes. I washed them, and fixed them as I was taught to keep them perfect.

As soon as I finished, I got up and walked away, yet to talk to anyone. I began to walk down the street, ignoring everyone. I soon made it into the ship, and went to my room, closing the door. I sat down, and began to hyperventilate, having a panic attack. I heard someone come in, and saw Peter. He ran over and pulled me into a hug, helping me focus my breath. "In and out. In and out. Match your breath to my heartbeat." I did as told, and slowly calmed down.

After finally calming down completely, I decided to take a nap. Peter left, thankfully closing the door behind him. I fell asleep, but instantly fell into a nightmare.

Nightmare

I was walking around the Hydra facility, about to go on a mission. Suddenly gun shots rang out around us. I heard screaming, and began to run to shelter. I tried making a shield around me, but my powers wouldn't work. I felt a bullet hit my shoulder, and turned to see Nat and James holding guns aimed at me.

"Such a failure." "This is why we don't love you." "This is why you were replaced." "By someone better. You're nothing." Suddenly they began shooting, and I felt every bullet hit me. I felt the blood pool around me, as I struggled to breathe.

End Nightmare

I woke up crying, and felt arms wrapped around me. "Shh. It's okay. Momma's here." I heard my mom whisper. "Papa's here too, honeybun." I felt him wrap his arms around me. "It's okay. We won't let anyone hurt you anymore. You wanna go outside and get some air?" I nod, still crying.

After we get up, my dad carries me to the cockpit. I curl up into a ball as soon as he sits down with me in his lap. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my head. I grab one of his favorite tapes and pop it in, smiling as Hooked on a Feeling fills the ships.

After a while, I stand up, and we go out to say goodbye. After saying bye to everyone, I stop and Nat, James, and Rebecca. I smile, and wave. "Bye, little Becca. Hopefully your parents will treat you better than they treated me. I hope you have a good life, and don't turn out like me, no matter how happy I am without your parents." With that I looked at them with coldness in my gaze, and walked away.

With my real family.

The End.