DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the marvel characters, only my OC(s)

Update! This story is non-canon for Varian, I've changed up her abilities and stuff!

Okay,just to clear a few things up and explain a bit about my character. Basically there are 3 things you need to know:

1) 1) She has multiple personality disorder. Her 3 personalities are called Varian/Vari- (thoughts), Dee- (thoughts) and Myra/My- (thoughts). this means i will refer to her as plural.

2) 2)Their 'power' is the skinzone. It's basically a dimensional pocket that surrounds her body. When an item is placed in the skinzone, it will appear as a tattoo wherever she puts it (e.g if she put a knife along her forearm and let it go into the skinzone, she would have the knife tattooed on her forearm) She can take stuff in and out as she pleases.

3) 3) When talking, they all refer to themselves as plural e.g "don't touch us". However actions independent of the other personalities is singular e.g 'I touched our forehead' "I've decided we don't want to." (I've done my best so sorry if there are inconsistencies)

I APOLOGISE IN ADVANCE FOR THE INDUBITABLE OCC-NESS OF ALL OF THE MARVEL CHARACTERS

This is set about 2 months after the Avengers movie

***Vari

- Stark tower: 12:00(pm)ish -

"You gotta be kidding us!" I exclaimed "the only reason you 'caught' us was because we let you. You tools couldn't find us in an empty room if we didn't want you to" Dee interjected.

(Shut up Dee.) (DEE. Not. Helping.)

Stark looked up from his tablet with a skeptical look on his face "Err, yeah, I'm calling bullshit on that one. "

Dee bristled "You wanna bet prick? (DEE!) We'll hide for one hour. If you actually manage to find- SHUT UP!" God. Dee was not going to dig me into this hole. Not today.

We jumped as a hand landed on our shoulder. "You okay there Vari?" I spun to face Clint. We hadn't seen him come in. Shit. (Fucking spies)

I grimaced and jerked backwards, dislodging his hand from our shoulder "yep, all good." (Liar.)

"Actually, Varian here was just challenging me to a game of hide and seek" Stark stood up.

"No, we weren't."

"Oh, so you couldn't hide from SHIELD then."

"We never said that. But-"

"Then lets do it!' Stark clapped his hands together. "You hide for an hour and we'll try to find you! It'll be fun!"

"It's not really hiding though. It's more like blending in. Being unnoticeable"

Stark cocked an eyebrow, "you have green hair."

"Wow, really? We hadn't noticed." I replied, sarcasm dripping from every word.

Clint glanced over at me "that could actually be quite fun. If we got the others involved and have half of us 'hiding' and everyone else 'seeking'. Team building and all that."

I groaned "Fiiine. (Fuck yeah!) (I'm going to regret this aren't I…) We'll do it. But we need to get stuff from our apartment, and we'll need at least 10 minutes to get ready. And this a bet right Stark? What's the stakes?" Dee suddenly took over. (nope, bad idea stop there, backtrack) But Dee wasn't listening.

"You don't have a problem with that, do you? I mean you're awful confident you'll win."

'Yeah, I'm fine with that. Loser has to make dinner."

"Ha! Pathetic. Loser has to make a three course dinner."

"Fine. But they have to make it wearing Spangles apron." We shuddered; Steve's apron was one of those 'funny' muscleman topped monstrosities. We wouldn't be seen dead in it. Ever. (Why does Captain bloody America have a ridiculous apron you ask? Well SOMEBODY – Stark – thought it would be funny until Steve actually decided to keep it. Ugh.)(it could always be worse)(could it though?)

But Dee was on a roll "Deal, but if you lose I get to paint any one of your suits pink AND you have to use it for at least a month."

"Only if you dye your hair pink for a month if you lose!"

"FINE. But only- okay I'm just going to stop this bloody pissing contest right there." I quickly interjected "We'll play the goddamn game. Alright?"

"The bet still stands though." Stated Stark

"Fine." I snapped, glowering at him.

"Excellent" He beamed suddenly. "JARVIS please tell the others to congregate in the living room in an hour."

"Right away sir." Jarvis replied smoothly.

"An hour? Why not now?" I queried, confused.

"Because," quipped Stark snidely. "You still need to get your 'stuff' from your apartment"

I sighed. "Our bike's in the garage right?" Stark nodded and I laboriously shuffled over to the door. At least we got to go home to get our stuff.

oOo

-Stark tower : 1:00(pm)ish

The journey to and from our apartment was uneventful and we were all in considerably better spirits by the time we got back to the tower. We ran into the living room just in time and all eyes turned to us. Everyone sans Thor was lounging on the sofas, clearly waiting for us. "Oh good you didn't chicken out on me after all!" grinned Tony. I stuck out our tongue at him and turned to the rest of the room.

"So, Clint, Stark and I came up with a plan. Well, it's more of a game really…" I paused. "It's basically hide and seek. But more like disguise and seek." Nat looked distinctly unimpressed. "Just wait a minute and let me explain. Rude. (Dee, this is your fault in the first place. I swear to god.) Sorry, basically we told Stark that you wouldn't be able to find us if we didn't want you to." Natasha raised an eyebrow and Bruce shifted forward an inch, interested.

"We'll split into groups and have one half hiding and the other half disguising!" Clint exclaimed.

(you should really make some rules) "Oh yeah, rules!" (thanks My) Everyone turned to face us. "Rules. Boundaries are, errrm.."

"Three mile radius around the tower?" Steve offered. (There is a park three point 5 miles away from stark towers, a mall two point three miles away and…) My continued reeling off places.(hmm that could be useful)

I shrugged "Make it four and could work with that. Any objections?" Everyone shook their heads. "Time limit should probably be about 2 hours. That'll give you time to realize how futile your search is" I smirked evilly.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll find you." Drawled Stark, "now, teams?"

"Who wants to seek, and who want's to disguise? We're obviously hiding and Stark is seeking."

Steve stood up "I guess I'll be better at seeking so…"

"That's the spirit!" I looked round " Nat, you're hiding with us. No, this is not an option." I supplied before she had the opportunity to argue. "Clint would probably do best seeking cause eagle eyes and all that. Meaning that Bruce, you're with us."

Bruce gave a nervous cough "I think I might sit this one out. You know avoiding stress and all."

I glared "nonsense I'll give you a hand and, trust me, you'll be fine." He gave me an uncertain glance. I held a hand over our heart, "We promise a stress-free environment."

"If you're sure." I nodded and eventually he shrugged.

"Okay then. I'm in." He sighed holding his hands up resignedly.

"Excellent. Now just to be clear. We can hide anywhere that's public and free. No going into people's houses or clubs or whatever. No underground and once you get found, you help seek unless you know where the other person is. Any questions?"

"Can I use JARVIS?" asked Stark. (like that'll help)

"Yeah JARVIS, security cameras and other technologies are fair play. Just no tracking devices. And you can't track our phone. We wouldn't take it with us if we were really running. 'Kay?

"I can do that" Stark replied

"JARVIS make sure he doesn't cheat" Nat interjected

"Of course Agent Romanoff." JARVIS' cool voice replied with a hint of amusement.

"Rude" muttered Stark. I elected to ignore him, much to Dee's outrage.

"Bruce, Nat, you're with us. Give us-" I glanced at our watch, 1 o'clock, "one hour" and then you come and find us."

"An hour?" quipped Stark, "I thought you only needed ten minutes?"

"It's not me who needs to get ready." I smirked.

This is my first attempt at anything like this aka writing a story, let alone a fan-fiction. I basically wanted to see how my character would react to being a part of the Avengers! Please review; criticism is always welcome as long as it is constructive.