Hello... This is my first fanfiction and I know it sucks... I wrote it about half a year ago now. And since my friend has started posting stories on here, I might as well too!

I don't own the avengers or anything related to it, yadayada

Amber paced around the floor, bare feet pattering quietly. She needed some help with her homework, but as it turned out Pepper wasn't home. She knew that Tony was going to be out all day doing superhero stuff with the rest of the avengers. JARVIS was unavailable, since Tony said he needed to be shut down for a few hours (something to do with reprogramming).
So she was stuck with her homework, and getting very, very bored.
She didn't even have any friends to contact (she had issues with being around people) so that was no use.
She sighed, glancing around the open space, locks of chocolate brown hair spilling over her shoulders.
Amber had warm brown eyes, tan skin and waist length wavy brown hair (all from her father). She was well built for an 11 year old, but had a petite frame that she obviously inherited from her mum.

Suddenly, she heard a light "verrrr" sound; the elevator. Her head shot up, eyes wide open staring at the elevator doors. She couldn't move.
No one was expected to make a visit today (her father would have told her if there were), Tony couldn't have finished work already and Pepper was out of the country.
She started feeling nauseous, the world spinning around her. Her thoughts went wild. She frantically tried to control her thoughts, so they wouldn't stray to... NO! She wasn't supposed to think about it, about what happened last time there was an unexpected visitor.
But her mind wouldn't listen.

Her heart beat fast, and her mouth went dry. Who was this scary man? He had a gun in his hand, pointed straight at her, his hate filled eyes stared into her soul. His face contorted into an evil smile. He rushed at her, pulling her easily over his shoulder and running towards the balcony.
She blacked out.
When she woke up, it was dark. As she opened her eyes, bright lights suddenly flickered on, blinding her temporarily. She couldn't move her arms or her legs. She struggled, twisting and turning, trying to free herself from the bonds that held her down. She tried to scream, but no sound would come out. There was something in her mouth… they had gagged her! Where was she? Who were these people? What did they want with her?
She finally opened her eyes to realize she was in a room, a small dirty room. The door opened.
A man walked in wearing a suit.
"So this is the not-so-famous daughter of Mr Tony Stark! My, you are pathetic. Just like your father, I would say." He smiled a cruel smile. He waded over to her and took the gag away.
"Now, I'm going to ask you some questions, okay? And you're going answer them truthfully.
She nodded shakily… "Wh-who are y-you?"
"SHUT UP! Did I ask you to speak? He shouted. The young girl couldn't help but think that he had anger problems, but her idle thoughts were pushed away quickly when he pulled something from behind his back… it was…it was- A WHIP!
The man rushed at her, whip raised and that was when the pain started.

It was only after she had been rescued by her father, she learned that she had been missing for three whole weeks! She also learned that after the traumatizing incident, she had a (rather large) issue with being in the presence of other people. The only people she let get close to her were her mum and dad. And it hasn't changed much since then.
So when she heard that elevator, she panicked.
When she forced herself off the spot she had been frozen to, quickly abandoned her workbooks and ran to dive behind the wooden bar at the corner of the room.
It was silent… then the elevator doors opened.
What was going to happen?

please tell me what you think about it :) and should I keep going? Just.. Yeah, do whatever you do.