' "Put her down, Bucky." It was Steve. Staring up into Bucky's eyes that were now glued to the captain, Brenna saw the soft blue turn to steel. A low growl grumbled in his throat. He gently placed her back onto her feet, whipping a knife out of his belt. He pushed Brenna behind him protectively. Backing away with caution, Brenna could only watch as the suspense rose. "Don't make me do this," Steve pleaded, his voice sounding tired. But Bucky was gone once again, taken control of by the Winter Soldier. And the only thing that mattered now was completing his mission. The two lunged for each other. ' • • • Brenna Halliday Stark. She'd never dreamed that one day she would have superpowers; that one day, she would kill. One day, she would fall in love with an assassin under the control of HYDRA. But it happened. What starts as innocent curiousity almost costs Brenna her life many times. However, with new abilities arrising seemingly everyday, she becomes an incredibly powerful opponent. Including her grettest ability yet: the power to calm and even heal the Winter Soldier. • • • Takes place mostly during The Winter Soldier and the unfilmed events after that movie. For the sake of this story, Civil War and any movies afterwards never happen. I want there to be a nice, happy ending. ♡

MILES MORALES is a genius who hides his intelligence behind a cool-guy facade. TARYN MERRICK is an artist who uses other people's property instead of a canvas. (miles morales x oc) *on hiatus*

Set after Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Bucky is lost, without a purpose and brainwashed within an inch of his life. S.H.I.E.L.D and Hydra have both fallen and without anyone to stop him, Bucky intends to find out who he is - or who he was - before Hydra took away every last inch of him. Steve is left recovering from the catastrophe, but knows that Bucky is still out there, and that Bucky needs his help. Steve will do everything in his power to help his best friend find out who he is again. How far would you go to help your friend recover their mind? How long would you try for? Steve knows it isn't going to be easy, and wants to set Bucky on the road to recovery; but confusion and nostalgia hides around every corner. If Bucky is to find himself once again, Steve is going to have to face some hard truths about how he lost his friend and see him through every step of the way as he recovers, seeing him through the good times, and the bad. They might soon realise that the question "Who am I?" carries so much more than a name and a face.

Hey everyone, I love rivals, however I feel like it's too short so I'll be adding more details and tweaking a couple things. Please enjoy the new version as well as the original, which I will not take down.

Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"

When Bucky Barnes was 'K.I.A', he left a daughter behind. A beautiful 16 year old girl. Irina was 5'9, tan skin, eyes as blue as the evening sky, and hair golden like a wheat field. However, the HYDRA agents that survived, kidnapped her. They tortured her, and turned her into: The Arctic Assassin

Claire Valentine isn't exactly who she says she is. Her actual name is Claire Barton, but she is an actual SHIELD agent. Claire was kidnapped and has been trained as harshly as possible by a woman, her training officer in the red room, who she would never forgive. When SHIELD learned of where she was how she was being treated, they put a stop to it immediately. But they couldn't fix the broken girl. Read as Claire faces the many conflicts she has between her parents and herself. I do NOT own the Avengers or SHIELD or anything Marvel related. (Clintasha kid fanfic) [ Cover by frostbite- ]

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Enter Taylor Stark. Fifteen year old genius, wisecrack, Avenger, and, according to her job description, hero. You don't need any of that, however, to know none of this will be easy.