AUTHORS NOTE: so if you haven't read my other story, Chances, then I would strongly recommend you read that. This might make sense if you read it alone, but it probably won't, so read Chances first! Thank you for reading this!
It had been a month exactly since I was rescued. I'm Rebecca Stark, daughter of Tony Stark or Ironman, if you didn't know. And I'm a mutant, sorta. It was the result of a mutagen. I was experimented on by HYDRA. Why? I don't know, I mean there HYDRA. A lot had changed since then, my dad became more loving, I became deaf. I also got my abilities.
I have scotopic vision .That just means that I can see in the dark. I also can manipulate natural energy. Not the energy from power plants or phones and stuff, but lightning, earthquakes, stuff like that.
My friend Jet is also the same. He's the son of Quicksilver, or Peter Maximoff. No he can't run fast or was a mutant from birth. He's like me, only he can self duplicate and make his duplicates look like other people. It's pretty cool. He can also heal fast. We've been friends since I was little , always helping each other out. We are the same, but complete opposites. He thinks a bit too big, so I balance him out by making his big thoughts into a more realistic sense. He prefers a sword to my bow, but we helped each other learn.
We've also been helping each other with our abilities. We haven't told anyone else, we don't want to. Because secretly, we've been helping the Avengers.
We know when a battle happens, so we suit up as well. But they don't know. They always end up trying to catch us, but we avoid them. People even came up with names for us. The swordsmen and Hooded Archer. Swordsmen is Jet, since he always carries around a sword and can make duplicates of himself. He wears a black mask for his eyes, a weird hat thing to cover his silver hair, black shirt with some armor and black pants. I'm Hooded Archer. I wear a red hood that I made for Halloween, a think white skirt that is just above my knees, a black shirt with armor as well and black leggings. Not tights, leggings. And as the name implies, I use a bow.
We planned everything out before we go, we can't afford to forget something. I carry arrows either in my hand or on the side of my bow, some knives that I haven't had to use yet, and a collapsible hang-glider we made. Jet carries around a sword, knives, and the hang glider. He also straps two swords in his back.
The hang glider was Jets idea. With my help, it was pretty easy to make it. It's also the way we escape an attack.
I'm still afraid of heights though, which is a pretty big problem. I never look down when I jump to use the hang glider. I also rarely jump if Jets not there. He makes me feel brave, like I'm not afraid anymore.
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-Beckys POV-
It was my first school day for the first time since HYDRA and SCORPION took me. Before no one knew I was Tony Starks Daughter, now everyone knows. I decide to wake up an hour before I usually do.
I get up and start my regular routine. Get up, wash my face, get dressed, then hair. But now something was added, put in hearing aids.
Which sucked, I hated not being able to hear until I heard a beep. But I still had to continue with the usual routine.
I chose to wear a regular T-shirt, jeans, and converse. When doing my hair, I see one of many flaws I have now. It's my eyes, now I see two flaws instead of one. They not only change color now, but can also see in the dark. I hate it, I just want to be normal. Right now they are more green then brown.
I still have about an hour and thirty minutes before I have to go. So I decide to head down and get breakfast. As expected, no ones up. For the last month, Steve had been making breakfast for me. I appreciated it, but I missed my Fruit Loops.
After breakfast I still have a good hour left. I have time to do whatever I want. So I head down to the archery range.
It's the first time I've gone back in there, my days up until a week ago were spent in the hospital room in the tower. They were filled with medicine, tests, attempting to get my weight up, which has failed so far. It's honestly a miracle they didn't find out about my abilities.
The range isn't just a range. There's a rock wall to climb up, ledges to shoot from, a pole to slide down, and a harness in case I happen to slip.
"JARVIS, you up?" I ask.
"I have been up since you have been up ma'am."
"Great, can you get me a harness connected?" I ask him.
"Yes ma'am." He says as one drops from the ceiling.
Slipping into it, I grab a bow, some arrows, and begin to scale the wall.
Don't look down, just don't look down. I tell myself over and over again.
Looking up I see that I'm higher then I've ever been. At first I feel excited, then fear overcomes me and forced me to look down. Seeing how high I am above the wall I let out a small scream.
Keep going, it's not that high. My hands are really clammy, that mixed with fear makes me lose my grip.
By instinct, I shoot an arrow at the wall and swing towards the wall, bracing my legs for impact. When I hit the wall, I bend my legs so I jump off towards the climbing wall again. I just barely miss the wall, so I begin to fall towards the ground. I let out a scream again, wishing that I didn't scale as high as I did. JARVIS makes the descend go slower so I don't plummet down anymore.
"Heart rate is at an alarming rate ma'am. May I suggest a break?" He says.
"Thank you JARVIS." I says shakily.
"That was good kid." I hear a voice say from the side.
"You were watching?" I say to Clint.
"Yup, and if you had grabbed that wall, that would've been incredibly impressive."
"I usually just let myself fall, but I was too high up." I say, "What time is it?"
" 7:00."
"I should probably get ready to go." I say as I leave the room.