Hey everyone! I'm back! I really hope you like this new story…it's more of a darker themed story but I'm excited to write it!

I will try my best as far as updates go, but those of you who read and followed Billionaire's Daughter know that I am not that great at keeping a steady updating schedule! I will try my best to get new updates out on the weekends! Also I've tried to improve my writing, but please, if you see a reacurring mistake, let me know and I'll try my best to fix it! :) Thank you so much for reading!

Warning: This story does contain abuse and some swear words(I try my best to keep it to a minimal

I have imagined this stories character, Sophie, as a younger Lily Collins(if that helps you visualize (: )

Also, if you are reading this(you know who you are) shoutout to my british buddy for pushing me to upload this story! Love ya!

Hope all of you are having a great summer and read on!

Thanks…:)

A sunny day, on July 15, 1998, a woman named Elizabeth Miles went into labor. Four hours later, Sophie Rowan Miles was welcomed into the world, a strong baby with deep brown eyes. After the nessasary checkups, Sophie's parents couldn't have been more overjoyed, as they took turns holding the small child. The child they promised to protect and cherish.

"Why are you still here!?" Jason Miles shouted at the girl in front of him.

"I…I forgot my lunch. I'm sorry!" the girl stuttered. She stood about 5'4 with brown hair and matching eyes. The same eyes her mother had had.

Slamming a fist down on the table, the girl's father stormed away. The girl quickly grabbed the forgotten lunch and ran from the home and her angry father. The girl's name was Sophie. Now, 15 years old, she was in highschool at Rosewood Highschool. Sophie was a quiet, calm, and smart girl. She stayed out of the way and didn't talk much. By her own choice, Sophie stayed friendless. Everyone left her alone, as it was not hard to ignore her.

Her father was an angry, drunk, abusive man. He had been that way since Sophie's mother had died when she was two years old. Thieves killed her mother when she tried to defend the house. Jason had told her that the man had been coming for her and that it was her fault her mother was dead. Sophie believed him, as he drilled it into her head everyday. Especially after an incident on June 5th of 2006.

July 5, 2006

During a particulary bad day with her father, and eight year-old Sophie was hiding in a closet. She could hear her drunk father slamming things around, looking for her.

"Wear are you, bitch!?" he raged.

Sophie curled into the closet farther until the door was thrown open, so forcefully the knob put a hole in the wall.

As Sophie screamed, her father dragged her from the closet. His grip on her arm was painfully tight. It later left a black and purple mark on her arm in the shape of fingers. He released her and sent her flying to the floor. As Sophie cried on the floor her father grabbed his belt and began whipping her with it. She screamed and cried, hoping that someone would hear her and take her from the hell she lived in.

"If your mother wasn't dead, this wouldn't happen! But since you are the reason for her death, you deserve this," he screamed, bringing the belt onto her back once more.

"Quite crying or it'll hurt worse," he sneered.

Sophie clenched her teeth and bit back another scream. In her mind she though about how much she hated her father. All the pain he had caused her. All the tears that were because of him. All of the cuts, bruises, and injuries he had caused. Her hate for him bubbled angrily as his belt fell on her back again and again. Suddenly the lashes stopped and her father yelled out in pain. For a moment Sophie thought that someone had come to save her and looked up. Her father was slumped against the wall holding his head and crying out in pain. He met her eye briefly and screamed, "You witch, I knew you weren't my daughter. You're not my daughter!"

As Sophie stood she noticed a purple bubble around her and jumped back in suprise. As her focus on her hate for her father broke, her father stood up started coming toward her. The forcefield broke as Sophie jumped back from her father. That night Sophie blacked out from pain inflicted on her. Quickly, Sophie learned to control her powers and found that creating protective forcefields and causing pain mentally was not the only thing she could do. Sophie learned that she could absorb pain into herself from others when she accidently touched a child that had fallen and scraped his knee. The pain and scraped skin had been healed on the child but seconds later Sophie had felt stinging and blood had began running down her knee. Sophie had run home and locked herself in her room, staring at the bleeding knee in shock. She found that she had the ability of telekenisis when she had been tired one night, after a beating from her father. She had been absentmindedly staring at a stack of books on her shelf when they had suddenly started levitating. In shock she had lost focus and the books had clattered to the ground. Each experience of finding a new power left her drained and scared. She learned quickly to control them to avoid other events.

At fifteen she had learned to completely control them and no one but her father knew about her abilities.

New York

It was raining and quiet and the Avengers were all in the tower. The were relaxing from a mission they had just gotten back from. They had successfully taken out a drug cartel and gotten back safely. All going their separate ways, Steve headed to the gym, Clint and Natasha were in the debriefing room filing paperwork, Bruce was in the lab, Thor had returned to Asgard shortly, and Tony was in his office going through old files, on Pepper's request. His computer had recently said that he was nearing the memory capacity and Pepper was forcing him to go through the files and dispose of extras. He was currently working on the files that had automatically downloaded from SHIELD databases when he had hacked in to retrieve information on Phase 2 and the Tessaract. He was going through a file full of superpowered humans. As he went through deleting them, he noticed that most of the people had been killed or died. Until he came across one file. It caught his eye, thepicture included in the file was of a young girl. When the file had been created the girl had been eight. That was awfully young to have superpowers. The file showed listed basic information but it did not tell how the young girl had recieved powers. She was connected, however, to a kidnapping and murder thirteen months after her birth. Tony skipped over her file and went on deleting other files. Later, he returned to it, and looked over it closely. There was no information on her death, it simply stated that her case had gone cold. Which meant, that SHIELD had lost interest in her or she had disappeared somehow. The file listed her address which made Tony even more curious. If they had her address and she wasn't dead, why is it that her file when cold? Teeming with curiousity, Tony returned to the team later that evening. While they were relaxing, Bruce brought up Tony's activities for the day.

"How'd your spring cleaning go?" Bruce asked.

Tony straightened, "I'm glad you asked. I found an interesting file in the SHIELD section."

"Do tell," Clint said sarcastically.

Tony scoffed, "I will, don't worry."

"I found the file of a superpowered girl."

Natasha gave him a strange look, "That is suprising, how?"

"The girl was eight when the file was made. Then her case went cold."

"Not uncommon, could've been killed or dissappeared," Clint reasoned.

Tony shook his head, "This is different, they had her address. She is also linked to a murder and kidnapping. Her mother being the murder."

This caught some attention.

"How'd the case go cold then?" Clint asked looking around the room.

Steve shrugged, "Can you pull the file up?"

"Of course I can, Jarvis?"

"Uploading to screen, sir," Jarvis responded.

In seconds a large screen lowered from the ceiling and lit up with the file that held the girl's file.

"Sophie Miles," Natasha muttered.

"That name sounds familiar," Clint noted.

Steve sighed as he looked at the photo of the girl, "She was so young and yet SHIELD already had eyes on her."

"How old is she now?" Banner asked.

"Seventeen," Tony said, scrolling to the section that listed her abilities. "She has the ability to make protective forcefields, cause pain mentally, absorb the pain of others, which does cause deterioration physically and mentally, and telekenisis."

"So it's pretty much all mental?" Steve asked.

Banner nodded, "But why would her case go cold."

"She could be dangerous, if she can cause pain whenever she wants," Natasha added.

"If she's potentially dangerous and hasn't disappeared, why has her case gone cold?" Clint pointed out, refering back to Banner's question.

Tony shrugged, "Maybe she lost her abilities."

"Doubt it," Bruce cut in, "It's hard to lose abilities that are in the brain."

Tony crossed his arms and smiled, "Now you're interested."

"Not interested, worried," Natasha retorted.

"I agree with Nat, why is a superpowered teenager running around with a cold case?"

"Should we go on a scouting mission?" Steve suggested.

Natasha and Clint nodded, "I agree, Nat and I can head out tomorrow morning."

Natasha nodded and rose from her seat, "I'll go pack some stuff up."

Clint followed her out.

Sophie's world was about to get very interesting.

YAY! First chapter! Please let me know what you think, I love to hear from you guys! I'm so excited to see where this will go!

Thanks so much for reading!

xoxoB