A story about a misguided individual redeeming herself while going through series of challenges. Not having had a normal life while growing up didn't help her at all but somehow she is able to gain a footing during the storm of life, gaining something she had thought to have lost years ago. A family. I only own Fenya, my original character! Others belong to their respective owners!

-"Speak." A simple order was said. "The beast, sir. It has not yet-." The scientist gulped heavily when their leader let out a frustrated sigh, leaning against the table in front of him. "I do not care! We need the beast to tear the Avengers apart!." The scientist knew that releasing the beast now was not wise. "But sir-" they were quickly silenced. "I said we need it against the Avengers! Now go! Before I shoot you right where you stand!" At that the scientist scrambled back towards the room they emerged from before, hoping for a miracle. They and their colleagues were already tasked with an impossible job, this only confirming their very much inevitable demise.- -A story about an orphaned dragon, who later on earns the title Soulguard, growing up with the Avengers. - -I own none of the pictures used, unless otherwise stated- -Contains mentions and descriptions of death, blood and other darker themes.-

Wanda was happy that she was paired with the older redhead as they had built a pretty strong friendship, she saw Natasha as an older sister actually, even though Natasha was slow to warm up to her. She and Pietro looked up to the avengers, grateful for an opportunity to live free, out of Hydra's hands. "This part of the base almost feels like a cell block... Do you think they have experimented with their prisoners here?" Wanda questions the older woman. "I don't know." Natasha answers "But if they are, we are going to get them out of here. I promise."