Bucky Barnes finially gets the peace he always dreamed of. No more Hydra, or giant purple aliens, or theraphy sections he always hated. He liked doing nothing. It made him feel safe, until a young girl asked himj and Sam to help her. The weeks are going by and everything is fine. The girl is full of joy, and happines, but hen someone shows up, and ruins everything. But who is it? How does the young girl knows them? How could they have a similar past?
I do not own MARVEL characters or major evens, but I do own my own characters and plots.
(Also Natasha is alive in this fanfiction, because Bruce went to Vormir with Natasha, and not Clint)
Also I'm so very sorry for misplelling or any other problem.
This story have a small harsh language but I tried to avoid it.
I would also like to mention that this story is going to have a backround story and 9 side stories from the characters POV's and things in the past what I didn' mentioned. I also havea whole playlist for this series, and if anyone ntrested in it, I can put the link in. I will also have dedicated songs for each chapter.
Also this is not a romance book. This story is about finding yourself, and finding your family. I also have poured all off my emotions into this story, so it might be a bit depressing :,)) . I would also like o thank you if you read this and my story, and maybe vote for it. This story helped me go throu a really hard time, and I feel like this story is sometimes my home. So thank you for reading it, and enjoy it,
Linsey...
You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay far away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.