This story will be a Steve Rogers/Original Male POC Character, and Bucky Barnes/ Original Female characters. There is and will be smut, just a warning. Please enjoy, and I always appreciate reviews! Happy reading!
Athena wasn't exactly an Avenger.. she didn't have any superpowers, she couldn't fly, walk through walls.. She couldn't kill a man in a fistfight, hell, she didn't think she had the heart to kill anything much less anyone.
She was... Plain. Average. A normal New York civilian.
But she had a secret.
She could disappear. Not like, invisibility, though.
She learned about it in sixth grade. She could disappear if she concentrated hard enough.
It was during class, and she was doing what every child does at that age.
Trying to see if she had superpowers.
She didn't think it would work, of course. She wasn't that gullible. But when the teacher looked at her, directly at her, started to say her name, but stopped. She stopped, and a glazed look came over her eyes, and said someone else's name, gave Athena an inkling of suspicion.
The next time was her Sophomore year in high school.
Freshman year had been terrible for her, constant teasing of her weight, the ever-growing fear for her personal safety, after a group of girls had mercilessly torn her clothes and hair, leaving her bruised and broken, more than just physically.
But when she walked in on the first day, her only thoughts on fading into the background, it actually happened.
The girl who had picked on her horrendously the previous year, her eyes barely even slid across Athena, like she wasn't even there at all.
Now here Athena was, standing in the lobby of the Avengers tower, awaiting the elevator to meet her fate.
"Hello Miss Glas" Fury states, and she took his hand, shaking it and sitting down across from him, rather nervously. She smoothed the pencil skirt she wore anxiously, knowing she was in some deep shit.
"Now tell me, what is it you do, and why were you caught hacking into Tony Starks personal database, sending out a distress signal... From your high school?"
Was it mentioned that she was a bit of a troublemaker? Albeit a low-key one?
She decided on the truth.
"I wanted out of my finals." She stated, shrugging her shoulders, mentally patting herself on the back for how steady her voice was. The man's single eye widened in disbelief.
"You wanted... Out of your finals... So you called out the Avengers? He asked incredulously, and she nodded nonchalantly.
"It was boring, and I was already done. Creative writing was always my forte. Actually, it was my friend Matthew who hacked into your guy's stuff. He's downstairs if you'd like to talk to him too."
And with a call, her best friend, Matt, was sitting beside her looking decidedly nervous.
Matt was 18, 6'5, and 120 pounds of lanky, gay, nerdy nerves. His milk chocolate skin a deep shade of red over his prominent cheekbones, and his wide black-framed glasses were pushed up his nose every five minutes, and when his fingers weren't picking at loose strings on his clothes, they were gripping your own hand, or the arms of the chair.
"So you are Miss Athena Glas, and this is your associate, Matthew Colyn?"
"That is right. He's the brains of our operation. Speaks five or six languages fluently, not including that stuff he does on computers, though. He's wicked smart, graduated High School at 14, lucky idiot."
The entire time you were speaking, Matt was looking at you in horror as you pulled all attention to him, and away from yourself. It was like you weren't even *there* anymore.
"Athena can disappear like she's doing right now! You just forgot she was here just now, didn't you?" Matthew blurted, and Athena hung her head, looking at the ground dejectedly and sighing "God damnit Matt." quietly.
Fury blinked for a moment, before turning back to the copper-haired girl.
"Is that true, Miss Glas?" Was all he said, and it was enough to make her want to shrink up upon herself.
"W-well, yeah... I-if I try hard enough, I can make people forget about me. My presence, my existance. Sometimes for a little while. Sometimes for a long time. I can walk through a crowded area and no one will notice me. I can be on a street with only one or two people and heads won't even raise. I was getting mugged one time, and the guy just up and left without me saying anything..."
She was rambling a bit, and she snapped her jaw shut, her own voice sounding meek and timid to herself.
"I've seen it happen. Some girl at school would be harrassing her, and suddenly the bitch would straighten up and walk away with a blank, confused look on her face." Matthew offered, and he grimaced when he felt a sharp stomp on his foot.
Fury was sitting there, on the other side of the table, his fingers pressed against his lips in thought, and it felt like they sat there for hours in silence, when in reality it was only a few moments.
"I have a proposition for you both." He starts, and they both look up, eyes wide in fear.
"You prove yourselves to the entire team..."
They are on the edges of their seats, brows knit together in confusion.
"...And I'll introduce you to the Avengers Initiative."