❈∴ Youngest Maximoff ∴❈ (TMR x Reader x Avengers)

Welcome To The Glade

This story was requested by hannahviness, sorry for the wait(っ´▽')っ

(Y/n) - Your name
(E/c) - Eye color
(S/e/c) - Second eye color(you'll know where to use it if your read further)
(H/c) - Hair color
(H/l) c Hair length
(S/t) - Skin tone

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Third Person's POV:

You were being dragged to a room, filled with water tanks, you were struggling to escape from the grips of doctors, you kept screaming, then therevs a woman with blonde hair, she walk towards you, "You disobeyed us and became a rebel. You have stolen the most important to all of us. This is for your own good" she said.

"I'm not supposed to be here in the first place, I'm not a part of you and this is not for my own good, this isn't for anyone's good, you're letting them get killed, almost all my friends are dying everyday in that bloody horrifying maze with my creation! WICKED IS NOT GOOD!" you yelled at her almost creating a crater behind the woman but there's only a crack from the glasses around you, she ignored your comment, "Remember. WICKED is good" then there was water and you blacked off.

When they finally erased all your memories but your name and basi things in your mind they sent you in the maze with full of boys, you hadn't woke up when the boys found you in the metal box, a young dirty blonde hair get you and carried you to the medjack's hut.

Your POV:

"(Y/n)" I saw some people around me but they are blurry, "Welcome to the avengers" they said and then there's a sudden turn of events, I was battling something with them.

I saw someone lied to the ground, dead, me and the girl with scarlet waves around her yelled, that someone who was lying on the ground lifeless was a silver haired guy, when I screamed, all around me was destroyed and the blocks and rocks float in the air.

Once I contained myself, I started to attack the creatures we're battling with and another switch of event happened, I was with the girl with the scarlet powers, "Are we going to be okay?" I ask to her, "For now, yes" she answered and she hugged me side ways.

Then all of a sudden my vission slowly turned black hue, I hear gunshots in the background, screaming and shouting and the events I don't know, my name was repeated '(y/n)' over and over, "Remember. WICKED is good."

I suddenly woke up to reality when I heard my scream of agony, I look around me to see I was in a wooden cabin like or maybe a hut and I spotted a boy with dark skin and black hair, he run outside when he saw me awake and another male with dark skin showed up and they walk towards me, "Hey, greenie. I see you're awake" he said.

"My name's Alby. Can you tell me who you are?" I tried to remember and something clicked, "(Y/n)" I answered shortly, "Do you remember anything? Where are you from?" he asked again, I just shake my head no, "It's alright. This happened all of us, normally your name would come back to you in a day or two but since you were here unconscious for two days, you got your name back" he explained, "Follow me" he motioned me to go out and I followed him out the hut.

Once we're out, I noticed we're like in a grass field what's beyond the woods, "Where am I?" I wondered out loud, he explained about this place and what's it called, he said that I will have my own shack beside where the boys' shack was.
(a/n: Nah am just lazy to evaluate all Alby explained)

I only understand the rules because these are a lot to take in, Rule #1 Do your part, number 2 Never harm another glader, and last number 3 Never go beyond the walls. (a/n: Fact about me, I only understand their rules, lol and being an introvert is easy for me so your personality would be just like mine, nyahahaha~)

As we were on the tour, he introduced me to the boys and me to them, and seeing as I am the only girl here that's why he said I will have my own shack to stay in, the dirty blonde with accent was Newt, he was the second in command, Minho, who looks like an Asian, was the keeper of runners, I didn't ask about being a runner though, that never really bothers me and no really bothers to explain further about being a runner.

And the others, I never really bother to have conversation with all of them but the first ones who were introduced me that I only got close to and can be trusted was the dirty blonde and the Asian.

Throughout the tour, I only answered shortly or a word, I didn't want to speak too much because I might do what I did in my dream, or was it a dream?