I know I know. I need to finish up my other stories before I start on a new one, but I can't help it! When an idea strikes to my mind, I immediately have to start on it before it vanishes from my mind for good. I am working on them, but I have writer's block on some of them and need to take a break for awhile from them and start on a new project which by the way I have some upcoming new projects. Their still in the works right now, but I'll make an announcement when they are done being edited and reviewed before I publish.
This a new story and I hope you guys like it. It takes place after Captain America The Winter Soldier and yes Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch are members of the Avengers along with Falcon and Spider-Man and right after the events of Age of Ultron.
Also I imagined Andrew Garfield as Peter Parker/Spider-man, Anthony Mackie as Sam Wilson/Falcon, Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver and Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch if you guys were wondering.
The character is the long lost daughter of Hawkeye, she's been missing since she was four years old until fifteen years later she reappeared back on Earth in search of her parents.
There are going to be flashbacks of the Guardians of the Galaxy throughout the story. It's a new territory for me and I hope you guys like it.
I do not own Marvel The Avengers and Guardians of the Galaxy! I own Annabeth Knight-Barton!
See ya later you audio monkeys! Haha ya nice!
Chapter 1: Trying to Live a Normal Life
Annabeth Knight-Barton was sitting at a table at the local café a couple of blocks away from her new apartment in Midtown. She doesn't really know how to live on Earth. She lived on Xandar most of her life. That was until she was nine and her parents were murdered by Ronan. Since then she was living on the streets trying to get by. It was a simple life until she got mixed up in a possible kidnapping by her pals Groot and Rocket. Yeah, she knew them because they both found her during a storm, shivering in the cold and drenched to the bone wet.
They took her in. They taught her everything. At least Rocket did, Groot on the other hand just taught her to be patient. At least that's what she thought he was teaching her. Rocket didn't want to bring her into the business he and Groot were doing. He cared for her like he does for Groot so he didn't want me to get mixed up in the whole bounty hunter business. Until one day, she accidently got caught up in the process. She was nineteen when she was arrested.
"Excuse me?" Annabeth looked up at a guy with silver and sky blue eyes looked with her forest green eyes. His accent sounded European like from Romania or something. He's very good looking. "Can I borrow this chair?" I mentally shook my head and finally gave him a small sad smile.
"Not at all." He gave me a smile and took the empty chair and carried it over on the other side. Annabeth sighed sadly knowing she probably doesn't look her best. She looked down at herself and noticed she was wearing the same clothes that she first arrived her which a short black mini skirt, black flat ballet shoes with the black silk strings wrapped around her ankles, a black thin strap tank top and a black leather jacket. She was also wearing her brown leather belt with different compartments around her belt, she was wearing a brown bracelet with the Nova Corp insignia charm dangling from the bracelet band on her wrist and she's wearing a silver oval shaped locket necklace around her neck. Her long brown hair was still a tangle mess since she didn't properly brush her hair this morning since she doesn't own a hair brush.
Annabeth has a lot on her mind since she arrived on Earth. She had made a list for herself to know what she needs like clothes, hygiene stuff, furniture for her stuffy apartment and last but not least a job. She huff a sigh and put her face in her hands. She was just happy she has a purse like bag, but it was more like a backpack. She shook her head and tried to focus on one of her tasks on her list, but her mind kept going to the news that she was given by Nova Prime herself.
Flashback
"You wanted to see me Madam Prime." Nova Prime turned around to see that Annabeth was here. She looked at Annabeth she was wearing her traditional outfit which was a black mini skirt, a black tank top and black leather jacket with black flat ballet shoes. Her peach skin looked a little flushed, her cheeks had a tint of red and her forest green eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Nova Prime gave Annabeth a small smile and opened her arms up.
"Annabeth." She immediately walked towards Nova Prime and wrapped her arms around her waist. Nova Prime wrapped her arms around Annabeth's shoulders and sighed.
"The results are in my dear." Annabeth's breath hitched and nodded. She pulled away from Nova Prime's grasp and wiped away a stray tear with the back of her hand. Nova Prime walked towards the hologram as did Annabeth. As Annabeth walked closer to the hologram that was projected in front of her. She saw her own photo, her DNA and bio description under her photo. She looked at Nova Prime with a concerned expression. "We have found out about your heritage and parentage. It seems you are fully Terran, you were kidnapped at the age of four by the Ravagers, taken to one of Xandar's orphanage, a couple days later you ran away and was discovered by Rocket and Groot." Annabeth nodded and rubbed her tired eyes.
"Sounds about right." Nova Prime nodded and continued to read off Annabeth's bio.
"Rocket and Groot took you in, gave you food, clothes and proper English teachings until you," Annabeth snickered at the last part and smirked.
"If you call sarcasm and profanity English then Rocket did a fantastic job." Nova Prime smirked and shook her head.
"Travelled with Rocket and Groot around, they kept you away from their bounty hunting business. Looks like Rocket spent most of his units on food, weaponry, explosives and clothes." Annabeth raised her eyebrows.
"Looks like Rocket was going clean from bar fights and drinking himself to sleep." Nova Prime nodded and very impressed with Rocket's history. She scrolls down the rest of the Annabeth's bio.
"You were accidently caught up with Rocket and Groot's process of bring in Peter Jason Quill aka Star-Lord at the age of nineteen. The bounty was one million units even though bounty hunting is illegal, but I know why now." Annabeth kicked at the floor and sighed. She knew it was because he was taking care of her and tried to give her a normal childhood even though her childhood will never be the same, but overall she felt like Rocket and Groot did a pretty good job taking care of her. "Overall the misunderstandings, you were taken into custody of the Nova Corps and sent you Rocket, Groot, Mr. Quill and Gamora were taken to the prison Kyln. A day later, you escaped Kyln prison with the same people including a new member named Drax the Destroyer. All six of you escaped on the Milano and traveled to the planet Knowhere." Annabeth nodded.
"Yeah, that wasn't really has fun as I thought it would be." A memory flashed through her mind of Peter and Gamora almost about to kiss and she felt heartbroken. She shook her head and sighed. "Anything else?" Nova Prime nodded.
"You fought Ronan and survived. Not many people tell the tale of their survival." Annabeth nodded and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Rocket didn't take it too well when I told him." Nova Prime raised her eyebrows at Annabeth who looked away from her stare.
"You, Rocket, Groot and Drax followed the Ravager's ship who took Mr. Quill and Gamora."
"Can we get to the point about my parentage?" Nova Prime looked at Annabeth who was anxious to know about her parents and who she is. It was only fair. Nova Prime sighed and looked back at the hologram.
"You're mother's name is Elizabeth Knight and you're father's name is Clinton Francis Barton."
End of Flashback
To be honest, Annabeth didn't know what to think. She knew she had to do some research at the archives at the Xandar's library. She looked up the names and what she found shocking articles about her father. He was an orphan along with his big brother Barney. They both joined the carnies and traveled around different towns. She saw an article about her father being one of the best marksmen in archery along with his brother which I guess is her uncle. She read on and on about her father's past and present, but she found nothing about her mother. She even looked up as a different last name as well, but so far she found nothing. She printed all of the articles about her father and picture of him from when he was sixteen to now age 43 or at least that's what the age she got from the archives. She touched her locket and tried to imagine what her father would say or something like that. She knows she's not ready to meet him or anything like. She needs to get her life back together.
So far, it hasn't been going as she planned. Nova Prime gave her enough money to buy an apartment and some clothes to replace or for back up. However, she doesn't have enough money to pay the first month of rent even though the landlord said that she doesn't have to pay for the first month, but it would still be good to have the money for the second months of rent. She also needs to find a dojo or a gym to get back to her training. She's been lacking ever since she arrived back on Earth. She sighed in frustration knowing she has to add something else to her list. She put her arms on the table and rested her head on her arms. She started to tear up knowing she's in deep world of shit.
She tried not to think about the bad side of everything, but she knows it's not helping. Everything seems to a big weight on her shoulders and she doesn't know where to start. She doesn't know what to do. Annabeth doesn't know how to be a normal. She never had a normal life. So she knows it's going to be difficult and she knows she's going to make some mistakes along the way. The only thought in her head was 'where do I start'? Since she doesn't know what to do, all she could was cry. Very silently.
Pietro Maximoff was sitting with his twin sister Wanda Maximoff at the local café near Stark Tower. They need a break from training and having team bonding time. Pietro looked at Wanda in front of him who was stirring her cup of tea. The new life they have was unthinkable. After they were saved from HYDRA headquarters, they had no idea that they were going to be saved by the Avengers. Pietro knew that Wanda had seen the future and saw one of them undercover, but didn't know which one.
Pietro shook his head of his memories and continued to drink his smoothie. He noticed his sister's eyes were on him so he looked over at her and saw her eyebrows rise in curiosity.
"What's on your mind brother?" Pietro looked at Wanda and gave her a small smile.
"Just thinking about our lives right now." Wanda nodded.
"I know, I'm grateful for the Avengers took us in. I mean we did help them defeat a sociopath robot from destroying humanity and taking over the world." He nodded and huff a sigh.
"You're telling me. Remind me to tell Stark not build a sociopath robot ever again." His sister chuckled and nodded.
"Agreed." She took a sip of her hot tea and gratefully sighed. "What should we do in our free time?" Pietro shrugged his shoulders.
"Stroll around central park and probably hit a mall or something. We need to get new clothes for ourselves." Wanda nodded in agreement and gave Pietro a smile.
"Well, it's a good thing Ms. Potts gave us Stark's red credit card." She reached into her pocket and waved a red credit card in front of Pietro. He smirked and let out a low laugh.
"This is going to be so much fun." Before Wanda could say anything the café doors busted opened and five masked robbers came in with guns blazing. Pietro and Wanda ducked under the small table as did everyone else. Screams filled through the walls of the café as couples wrapped their arms around each other hiding under the tables, parents shielding their children from the bullets being fired and employees ducked under the counters avoiding getting shot by the robbers. One of them stepped forward and yelled at everyone.
"Nobody moves or someone is getting a bullet to the head!" Everyone stopped screaming and silence ran through the café. Pietro glanced at his sister communicating with each other through their eyes. Wanda shook her head and he silent cursed between his teeth. He looked back at the five robbers as they spread throughout the café like they were circling their prey. He glanced outside and noticed the girl hiding behind the wall. He noticed she was crouched against the brick wall and glanced around the corner. They have no idea that she's out there. They didn't bother to check outside or the fact that they didn't know that she was outside.
Pietro eyes widened at the fear of her being discovered by the robbers. He glanced back at Wanda who also noticed the girl too. She shrugged her shoulders not knowing what to do. She knows it's too risking to call the Avengers on her Stark phone, but she sent a telepathic message to everyone who's at the tower by closing her eyes. A few seconds later, she opened her eyes and gave a slight nod at Pietro. He silently sighed to himself and then looked back the robbers. He could take them out on his own, but he doesn't want to endanger civilians. Pietro silently cursed between his teeth as he watched the girl carefully taking out a curved dagger.
"Well damn." He whispered to himself, he felt a hand on his shoulder and was roughly pulled up to his feet by one of the robbers. He heard Wanda's screams of protest as he saw her jump to her feet to try to get to her twin brother, but was roughly pulled away by another robber. Pietro's eyes widened as he struggled against the robber's grasps, but the robber's grasps tightened on his arms. He glared at the robber who has his sister and growled at him. "Let her go!" The robber laughed harshly and Wanda tried to break free from his grasp, but suddenly stopped when the robber pulled a gun and pointed it at her head.
"I don't think so kid." The guy smirked and tightened his hold on Wanda. She let out a soft whimper and Pietro growled in anger. "Try anything kid, I'm not afraid to pull the trigger." That made Pietro stop struggling, but gave a menacing glare at the robber who's taken his sister hostage. They both laughed at him, he looked away from the robber to look at Wanda. He saw that she has one stray tear running down her face. He so desperately wanted to pound these guys into the ground, but he couldn't risk Wanda's safety. All he could is hope that the rest of their team gets here in time.
The door the back of the café slammed opened and their leader came in with a bag full of cash stuffed to the top. He looked big and buffed up and he knew he couldn't take him out on his own. Pietro suddenly cringed when he walked into the café; he glanced at Wanda who slightly shook her head. He sighed in defeat and let his head bow in shame. He couldn't save his sister and he couldn't help out the civilians. His mind also wondered to the girl hiding outside of the café. 'Do they know she's out there? Have they found her?' Pietro thought to himself.
'They didn't find her.' Pietro glanced at his sister in front of her who heard his thoughts and started communicating with her through his mind.
'How do you know?' He saw Wanda's eyes look to the left quickly and looked back at him.
'Because she snuck back in and is right behind you.' His eyes widened at Wanda, but it was too late. He felt the weight of the robber against his back and felt something warm and sticky on the back of his neck. He glanced behind him and saw that the robber's throat was slit. Pietro calmly and silently lead the dead robber down the floor until heard screaming from the other robber that was holding Wanda hostage.
"Boss! Greg is dead!" The big buff dude quickly turned towards Pietro and his eyes widened. Pietro looked at the big buff dude and sped towards his sister, grabbing her out of the robber's grasps. He sped towards the other side of the café; he looked back at the four remaining robbers and saw all hell broke loose.
Annabeth acted quickly when she slit the throat of the robber, she quickly looked back that the leader and ran towards him. She saw a white flash in the corner of her eye, but didn't bother with it. The leader lunged towards her, but Annabeth quickly twirled out of the way and threw her dagger at the third robber who was holding the girl as a hostage. The dagger hit the robber in the shoulder and he howled in pain. Annabeth charged towards him, stepped on his knee, pushed herself up, wrapped her legs around the guy's neck, twirled her body upwards and slammed the guy into the floor.
She landed on her feet and quickly looked up to the rest of the remaining robbers which are three. One of them charged towards her and threw a punch towards her. Annabeth caught his wrist; side stepped to the right, threw an elbow at his face, did a side kick to his stomach, snapped his wrist and threw him to the ground. She heard footsteps running behind her; she quickly dodged the fourth robber's punch and did a spinning kick to the head. He immediately went to the ground and groaned in pain. Annabeth quickly turned around and saw the leader drew his gun at her.
"You're dead kid!" He pulled the trigger twice and two bullets sped towards her. Annabeth quickly dodged them, but didn't realize he fired a third bullet and lodged into her right shoulder. She hit the floor hard and groaned at the shooting pain in her shoulder. The leader smirked, but Annabeth slowly got up to her feet. The leader's smirk faded away and his eyes widened in fear. Annabeth glared at him with her forest green eyes. The leader started to back up, but couldn't move any further. He glanced down at himself and realized he was covered in a pink energy source. His eyes widened in horror and struggled, but he couldn't move. "What the hell is happening!? I can't move!" Annabeth quickly turned around and saw the girl that was a hostage earlier. She saw her hands glow a pink and her eyes are pure white. She looked behind the girl and saw the guy from earlier as well. His sky blue eyes were wide in shock at her, not knowing she could take down some pretty hefty robbers.
Annabeth looked away from the guy and back at the leader who was still struggling against the girl's powers. She was no strange to people having powers. It's actually normal for her. Annabeth glared at the leader and smirked at him. She ran towards the leader and did the exact same thing. She used his leg as a boost to push her up, wrapped her legs around his neck, twirled her body upwards, slammed him to the ground and landed gracefully on her feet. The leader groaned his pain and fell unconscious. She was breathing hard, sweat running down her forehead and her shoulder was throbbing in pain. She looked around the café, stunned and shock civilians watched her with wide eyes as she took down the five robbers all by herself. Annabeth sighed knowing she broke one task on her list. She cannot cross out 'staying low' on her list.
"Is everyone okay?" She heard a couple of 'yes' and 'okay'. She sighed in relief knowing no one was hurt. Her shoulders sagged, but then hissed in pain as she realized she was shot. Her ears perked up when she heard police sirens. "Shit." She whispered to herself, she quickly ran towards her table, grabbed her backpack and took one last look at everyone. They were all wondering where she was going; Annabeth knew she shouldn't have done what she has done. She promised Rocket she wouldn't be a hero if her life depended on it. She doesn't need her face plastered all over the TV screens, newspapers and magazine covers. She can't let them know who she really is. She can't meet her father like this. Annabeth gave everyone small smiles and gave them a nod. She slung her backpack's straps on her good shoulder and started to run. As she was running down the streets, dodging obstacles along the way and avoiding bumping into civilians. She couldn't help, but shake off the silver haired guy's expression. Annabeth glanced over her shoulder, making sure she wasn't being followed and decided to slow down her pace. She sighed in relief and continued to walk to her apartment building which wasn't that far.
Her thoughts started to take over her mind as she starts asking questions to herself. 'Why did I do that? Why did I risk my life to save the people? I could have gotten myself killed. God, I'm so reckless! Maybe Peter was right. I need to stop being so reckless. No! Peter isn't right! Rocket always agreed with you and why you did it. He respected you. He treated you like his equal.' Annabeth sighed in frustration and furiously shook her head to herself. 'I need to stop doubting myself.' As she got closer to her apartment, she has a feeling like she being watched. Annabeth glanced around her surroundings to see if anything was out of place, but there wasn't anything wrong with her surroundings. Maybe she was being a little paranoid. She sighed to herself and continued walking.
She was getting closer to her apartment building; she fished her keys out of her leather jacket pocket. Before she could grab her keys, she spun around to punch the follower in the face until a hand shot out and grabbed her fist. Annabeth's eyes widened in shock and in realization that she almost punched then none other Clinton Francis Barton a.k.a Hawkeye. Annabeth swallowed the lump in her throat and stood there frozen. Her father's face expression was stern and serious which made shivers down her spine.
"Well shit." Annabeth muttered to herself and her father's glare made her slightly shrink in fear. His eyes narrowed at her and Annabeth tried to back away from him, but his grip on her wrist tightened. She couldn't escape and what next came to her as a shock of her life.
"Annabeth Knight-Barton," She gasped and her forest green eyes wide in shock and fear. "You are under arrest."
