Ok so I realize that this has become a problem. The constant rewriting of one chapter. I get it I do. But I wasn't happy the first time or the second time and call me a perfectionist but I just had to get it right. I started out with an idea and a desire to write an Avengers fic that centered on my personal favorite Mr. Stark himself. After combing through fanfiction I was dismayed to find that there were not many Stark/OC so I thought I would help the cause. I am a fan of Pepperony I really am but sometimes I like to shake it up.

Anyway this story features my OC and her role within the Avengers. The first couple of chapters are going to be character set up and such but then I promise it will get good.

The timeline is obviously right after New York and before Iron Man 3 and Captain America Winter Soldier.

My OC is going to be Tony/OC/Steve but I might just come up with a genius idea to make everyone happy… Reaper will also be Clintasha, Jane/Thor, and some possible appearances from the God of Mischief himself.

Disclaimer: I don't own MARVEL or anything you recognize just my OC.

Reaper

There is no fair. There is no justice. There is just me.

-Death

AFRAID-THE NEIGHBORHOOD

New york city was burning.

The air was choked with hot ash and debris fell from the darkened sky.

The sounds of the dying pierced through the tremendous noise of destruction.

And at the center of it all were Earth's mightiest heroes.

"There's too many of them we need a plan!" A desperate Tony Stark called towards the others as he fought another disgusting member of the Chitari army. Why did they think they were strong enough to fight a whole fucking army! He powered up his blaster and felt momentarily satisfied when he heard the final shriek of his opponent. But just as he killed one there were five more to take its place.

Steve Rodgers wasn't fairing any better his suit sported six gaping holes with fresh blood some deeper than others. The Chitari quickly picked up on this weakness and purposefully targeted his already wounded areas. He had no excess energy to respond to Stark's statement and could only just keep himself from being impaled by the armies sharp spears.

Stark glanced over to see Natasha and Clint fighting back to back. Natasha's left arm held to her body protectively while Clint had a long jagged gash over his right eye cutting through his dark brow.

Thor stood to Tony's left and swung Mijinor like a baseball bat knocking the ugly creatures high into the sky. At first glance he didn't seem effected but looking closer at his armor a dark stain bloomed just below his ribcage. The Thunder God was bleeding out.

That left Banner who had morphed into the Hulk who was taking out as many Chitari as he could get his giant green fists around. Having found a supported outlet for his anger it didn't look like the Hulk was in any trouble at all.

"Capt. I hate to say this…I mean I really hate to say this but I agree with Stark!" Yelled Natasha as she thrust her heeled boot into the gut of an enemy spilling purple viscous fluid. The Captain could only nod wondering if there was a way they could retreat and regroup without letting the good state of New York down or worse.

"If we leave now then York of New will be lost my brother will be victorious!" Shouted Thor his blonde brows set heavily over his gaze at the rest of the team.

"If we don't leave then the world will be lost!" Tony exclaimed.

Clint nodded and shot off a few arrow bombs to distract the oncoming horde. Under the cover of smoke and explosions the Avengers ducked quickly into an overturned tourism bus. For a second they just sat there panting and regaining their breath.

"Hey guys? Who the hell is that?" Clint asked staring at the lone figure who had just walked onto the battlefield.

"Someone with a death wish" scoffed a stunned Tony.

"We have to save them!" Cried out Steve and he rushed out of the hideout to save the unfortunate person.

But that person didn't exactly need saving because a second later the whole troop of invading Chitari fell to the ground including one of the giant behemoths which crashed into an abandoned Starbucks.

"Avengers it looks like we got our second wind!" Steve declared and led the renewed team back into the melee.

The young women watched nervously as Iron Man hurtled from the sky his suit darkened and cracked. Her worry dissipated when she saw the Hulk scale a nearby building and safely catch the falling billionaire.

Her pale lips curved into an uneasy smile before she hissed through her teeth at the sudden pain that enveloped her right leg. There were deep winding lacerations that cut through her jeans and started at her hip and ended at her calf.

She looked down at the triumphant Avengers once more but saw that they were gone. She swiveled her head and came face to face with Captain America himself.

"Who are you?" He asked his mask had come off during the fighting and she could see the cuts that marred his famously handsome face. Her pupils widened and Steve noticed that her irises were a unique lavender. She turned quickly to run but her face drained of color and her legs gave out beneath her. The soldier furrowed his brow as he bent down just in time to catch her as she collapsed.

I can't move… There is a high pitched sound emanating within the room. I realize a moment later it's my mother screaming.

I open my mouth to ask her why, but no voice can be heard.

It's like someone hijacked my body and all I could do was watch.

Looking around the room I recognize it as my little brother's. The walls painted a deep green the space lined with colorful dinosaurs bordering the ceiling. Shelves stacked with books, toys and family photos of the beach and Disneyland.

I know something isn't right but yet I can't seem to grasp what.

My mother continues to scream hysterically bent awkwardly over a body on the floor.

Then with a sudden wicked clarity I know.

"No!" my scream rips out of me as I strain against the covers of my bed. They hold firm and I feel my skin bruise by their rough texture.

But I'm not in my bed.

Whipping my head up I am blinded by a large surgical light that makes spots appear in my vision. I realize that my covers are hard leather straps that were fastened tightly over my upper body and ankles. Feeling the panic well up in my chest I continue to fight and thrash in my bindings.

"JARVIS help out our new friend" A man's voice says before a robotic arm shoots forward and injects my shoulder with a thin needle. The world begins to fade as the drugs seep into my system and the panic ebbs into nothing.

"Of course she's staying here capsicle! Why the hell not?" Tony grumbled as he bent over one of JARVIS's monitors to check on the unconscious chick. He had been a little more than displeased when after falling from goddamn space he now had to play doctor. Really all he wanted to do was eat some damn shwarma and sleep for the next week. Pepper had called him frantic about missing his final words and had promised a vacation somewhere tropical and far away from giant whale monsters from space.

But now he had to stay here and figure out what the hell was wrong with miss passed out with her shoes on…

"Because Stark she needs medical attention and" Steve was cut off once again.

"Well she's getting a whole lot of attention besides Banner is a freaking doctor. I don't want to deal with Shield or god forbid the government right now." Tony bit back.

"He's right Steve I am a doctor and also the hospitals will be flooded right now with people who were caught up in the invasion" Bruce the voice of reason interjected before Steve could continue. Steve shut his mouth and nodded realizing that the man had a point but refused to admit that Tony was right out loud.

"See Mr. Green agrees with me" Tony couldn't resist saying. Natasha just rolled her eyes and continued to tend to Clint's bleeding head. Clint had already fixed her dislocated shoulder and was now sitting impatiently while Natasha bandaged him up.

One of the machines hooked up to the girl started beeping erratically the monitor jumping as her vitals crashed. "Jarvis protocol 415" Tony barked out his face set.

"Quickly we need to stabilize her. Jarvis I need a charge on my count. Ready…1…2…3 clear!" Bruce connected the paddles to the young women's body with a surge of power. "Again! 1…2…3 clear!"

Her vitals came back on the screen and her heart rate slowly leveled. "Like I said plenty attention" Tony quipped.

The girl had become somewhat of an enigma to the billionaire genius. She had caused some sort of mass extermination with the Chitari and had seemed relatively untouched by the exchange. However moments after the battle ended Captain America himself came charging up with her unconscious and severely wounded in his arms. Her leg was sporting a fresh injury that seemed to wrap around from her lower leg to the base of her hip. Losing blood at an alarming speed the Avengers quickly rushed her to the remains of the Stark tower and set her up in the miraculously untouched medical ward.

So far she had woken up three times screaming and thrashing before JARVIS sedated her and her heart has failed at least twice in the last four hours. It was becoming increasingly frustrating to the two scientists that they could not seem to find an answer.

"You're sure that she was the figure we saw neutralize the Chitari?" Natasha questioned Steve once more as they all sat around the remains of Stark's living room.

"Like I said I would bet my shield on it mam" Steve responded from where he sat on the sill of one of the only intact windows left.

"Then how did she become so violently injured when nothing had touched her?" Bruce asked as he attempted to move a few pieces of rubble off of the pillow beside him. "Her right leg has multiple lacerations and her tendons have been completely severed. As well as experiencing vasovagal syncope."

"Also and this is just my own curiosity but why did she swoon when you found her? I mean really if anyone should be swooned over it's definitely me." Tony said while dodging a piece of his crumbled building thrown by Barton.

"Shut up Stark"

"It's a valid question birdbrain and could we all just try not to destroy our future clubhouse even more than it already is that would be awesome" Tony deadpanned.

"Look I don't know how she got hurt, or why she uh fainted" Steve faltered slightly "but I know that she is one of the reasons why we were able to defeat Loki. And I don't know about you but I want to know why and I also would like to thank her" Steve declared to the room.

"I would also like to know why and I'm sure so will Fury" Natasha replied. Clint and Bruce just nodded while Tony rolled his eyes.

"Well Sleeping Beauty has to wake up first before we get any answers and that might be difficult if she crashes on us again" Tony drawled. He glanced at one of his Starkpads (suck it apple) to check on her vitals and was pleased to see there was no flat line. Then although the playboy will never admit it. He realized a full thirty seconds later that the reason why there was no flat line was because the monitor had been shut off and the patient was gone. "Guys…I think someone just broke the spell".

"What the hell are you talking about Stark?" Clint asked slightly annoyed that he couldn't just speak like a normal person.

"She's gone Legolas which means she's awake".

I don't know how long I was strapped to that table, but my leg had mostly healed and my back ached furiously so I assumed a few hours.

It had taken me four tries to extricate myself from the lab. Not exactly a personal best. I was able to reach the robotic arm as it tried to stab me again and with the help of the sharp needle I had maneuvered out of the harness.

Now leaning heavily against a tanned wall I limped away from the commotion I started. In order to escape without being immediately pursued I had to damage the circuit board of the robot which caused the thing to malfunction and begin damaging everything in sight. The perfect distraction for my captors.

I didn't remember much accept the horrifying invasion, people without their limbs in the street, and a blonde blue eyed man holding me. Shaking my head I tried to remember further but was only met with pain.

Great now I could add a headache to my rapidly growing list of grievances.

"Sir the runaway patient is making her way to the third level kitchen in the main hallway" a British disembodied voice intoned from above me.

Cursing every robot I could think of I picked up my pace.

"Not so fast Prison Break"

Shit.

The Avengers had appeared through the doorway trapping me. Natasha and Clint both had guns leveled at my head. While Steve and Bruce moved to block the way I just came. Tony just stood there a grin on his smug face with a hint of laughter in his eyes.

I was screwed.

Ok so that is probably going to be the one I keep *fingers crossed*. Just so you know vasovagal syncope is not a fun time (I know I've experienced it before) it just means suddenly losing consciousness for no apparent reason. Also I hope I was able to articulate the extent of her injuries if not I'm sorry I'm a psych major not a med student. Most of this stuff will come from google. :P

I am currently looking for a beta so if you want to be my grammar nazi than please pm me.

If you like it, hate it, gotta have it, love it (I think those are Cold stone sizes) then PLEASE REVIEW.

FEEDBACK is appreciated.

I will happily hand out pop tarts. "What do you mean you ate them all" "But Thor they were meant for my reviewers-" "Yes I know you are powerless against their icing" SIGH "Yes I'll go get more…"