Don't Call Me Angel

Chapter 4

"New York. Queens. It's a rough borough, but hey, it's home." Peter narrated in a deep, scratchy voice as he held his phone up recording.

"Who are you talking to?" Happy asked.

"No one. Just making a little video of the trip."

Lola rolled her eyes.

"You know you can't show it to anyone." Happy replied.

"Yeah, I know."

"Then why are you narrating in that voice?" Happy asked.

"Uh... Because it's fun."

"So, uh, why do they call you Happy?"

Happy put the divider up. Peter looked over to Lola.

"Hi, I'm Peter."

"I know." Lola replied with no expression as she continued to look at her phone.

"Oh, yeah." Peter chuckled nervously. "So how do you know the avengers."

Lola put her phone down annoyed and looked straight at Peter. "I'm a trained assassin who could kill you without breaking a sweat so don't push me. In other words, don't talk to me." With that, Lola picked up her phone again.

"Um, okay." Peter said dejectedly.

Happy rolled the divider down and looked at the girl through the mirror.

"Lola be nice."

"Yeah not happening."

"Lola."

"Happy, this situation doesn't exactly call for being nice. In case you forgot the avengers are literally falling apart."

"The avengers are falling apart?"

"Tony will fill you in." Lola grumbled.

"O...okay." Peter said, slightly terrified of the girl sitting next to him.

Once they touched down in Germany, Lola put her sunglasses on and walked to the car that was waiting, Peter and Happy following behind.

"Listen, about her, don't worry. She's got a tough exterior but she's really sweet when you get through."

"Really?"

Happy nodded. "She's having a tough time with everything. The avengers are her family. She's had a rough past and with everything going on and her father reappearing, it's been hard."

"I understand."

"She'll warm up, I promise." Happy said as he got in the car.

After they arrived at the hotel and went their separate ways, Lola walked to the rooftop and sat down. As she was thinking, she heard a noise and grabbed the blade in her shoe and pointed it at the intruder.

"It's just me, it's just me." Peter said with his hands up.

"Sorry." Lola said as she relaxed. "Force of habit."

"It's fine. Mind if I sit?" Peter asked.

Lola nodded and Peter sat down.

"I'm sorry. About earlier in the car. It's just there's a lot going on and it's a lot to process."

"I get it."

"The avengers, they've been my family the past two years. But after everything with Ultron and Sokovia, tensions have been so high. And now with the Accords, it's torn the team apart. And now my dad, who I've never even met is back and on the run."

"May I ask why?"

"Why what?"

"Why you're with the avengers and why your dad is on the run."

Lola thought for a minute and sighed deeply. "I guess if we're going to fight together you have a right to know. I'm the daughter of the Winter Soldier."

"He had a daughter?"

"Well yes and no. The Winter Soldier was Hydra's best creation and so they wanted someone with his blood. I was created in a test tube where they injected me, well the embryo, with the serum they gave my father and then injected the embryo into my mother. So I have my dad's dna but Hydra took it from him. My dad doesn't even know I exist and I don't even know who my mother is. I was raised to be an assassin by Hydra. Then when Shield fell, the avengers found me and Steve told me he could give me info from my files on my father, so I went with them. I ended up learning they were the good guys and Hydra wasn't and the avengers slowly became my family."

"Wow. I'm sorry. You had it really bad."

"I know. And now, I don't know what's going to happen. The team is torn apart,  two of them plus my dad are criminals and on the run and we have to bring them in."

"Hey, everything is going to work out, don't worry."

"I'll believe it when I see it."