Names She Never Knew

Names She Never Knew

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Natasha Romanoff has been described as many things: a killer, cold, heartless, emotionally unavailable. And she is. But she was not always like that. She has a daughter, or had one. One that died during birth. Or at least that's what she was told. Because of that, she became all of those things. But her world is turned upside down when she finds out that not only is her daughter alive, but she grew up in the Red Room. She will do anything to have her daughter back with her. Will she find her daughter? Will her daughter know who she is and accept her? What will her daughter be like having grown up in the place that teaches their students to hate people like Natasha? "She was the secret her mother lost, and the truth she must now become." Some ages will be altered to fit the storyline better. The writing will get better as the story progresses, I promise! Potential triggers: -Fighting/violence -trauma -eating disorder -self-harm
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"Zurich." It was the only word she carried out of the rubble. With trembling hands and ragged breaths, she grew up in a factory filled with others just like her, each one a perfect replica, all unique in their sameness. She was no different, yet somehow she was. An identical soldier, pressed from the same mold... but she slipped through their grasp. Or was she released? As the Avengers stay busy fighting intergalactic threats, they somehow now have to find time to accommodate another 16-year-old girl who fancies the art of practiced snark instead of self-preservation. --------------------------------------------- "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴅ." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩." -T.S

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