Chased by the shadows

Chased by the shadows

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Action and Thriller
Sophia has lived her whole life in a bunker, training to become a fighter. A secret spy. One day she decides to escape and start a new life. With her special abbilities one would think her life is easy, but everywhere she goes, the fear of being captured again haunts her. One day, something terrible happens. Something Sophia could never, ever have imagined. Everything happens fast and suddenly her whole world is turned upside down. Finally, she gets to use her skills in the real world, and eventually find out who her true self is. (Please note; this is a work in progress. There may still occur changes to the storyline. I'm hoping on improving myself and hopefully expand the story) This novel takes place in the MCU. I do not own the rights to the included characters.
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No Choice

It's not like I'm here for a joyride or some other stupid shit. Apparently, I'm Tony Stark's daughter. Yay. A product of one of his past crazy nights out where he was a little less than careful. My mom decided to drop this on me last night, then left for work, whatever the fuck that is for her, then the car came home in the morning instead of her. Whatever. She's never been a model mom anyways. So, here I am per her uber's instructions. No clue what else to do and I have nowhere else to go, so I'm going for broke here. A letter from my mother in my hands, I finally reach the door. With pursed lips, I ring the doorbell and jut my hip out to hold my hand. A bored expression on my face and worry in my heart; I wait. I DON'T OWN THE AVENGERS OR MARVEL, ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.

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