Chapter 1:

Let me start by saying that my two fathers lives couldn't have been more different. One had a completely normal live. He had family that loved him for who he was, was a nerd in high-school, graduated with honors, and joined the Army right out of high-school. He rose in the ranks and was soon picked for the Rangers. This is where his story starts to become less normal. One of his Army buddies, Nick Fury, came to him one day and asked him to join a secret agency called S.H.I.E.L.D. The thought of not having to go to war was to tempting and he agreed. He would later say that he should have read the fine print better.

My other father, yes I have two get over it, lived in a house with an abusive father and a mother who wouldn't stand up for herself or her children. When my dad was about 6 my grandfather killed himself and my grandmother in a car accident. This put him and his older brother in an orphanage. They lasted there six years before running away. They ended up joining the circus. This one step would set into motion my fathers entire life. My father showed promise with a bow and arrow, so the circus' Swordsman decided to make him his apprentice.

Three years later my father was the closing act and named the worlds greatest marksman. My uncle was very jealous and this lead him to turn on my father. After finding out that my uncle and the Swordsman were stealing from the circus my father tried to tell the ringleader. Only to be beaten an inch within his life and left for dead by both. He moved around after that and by eighteen was at a circus in new york. After a Saturday show some guy in a three piece suit come up and offers him a new home. All he had to do was join S.H.I.E.L.D and become one of their assets. He would go on missions for them and in turn they would pay him and make sure he had food on the table and housing.

While my father never trusted anyone, something told him this was the man to trust. Little did they know three years later their lives would change forever. Remember that op I mentioned earlier. It was because of that one op that I was born, and that they fell in love. My father was only twenty and had been an agent for two years. He was chosen along with a female agent, Dakota Potts, for an undercover mission. They were playing a young couple who had recently moved to new york. They were to infiltrate the local gang and try and take it down from the end side out. The gang was quickly becoming the number one disturber of drugs and weapons in NY.

Everything was going as planned until they were to be insinuated into the gang. They were made to prove their love by having sex in front of the leaders of the gang. A month later Dakota learned she was pregnant. This seemed to actually help their mission. Until the day my father got all the info they needed. When S.H.I.E.L.D came into take everyone down my mother went into labor. After giving birth to me she held me, gave me a kiss, and named me. She then made my father promise her that I would be safe and took her last breath. She had internal bleeding that they couldn't stop. When they realized she was pregnant they had talked long and hard about what they wanted. My father was terrified of screwing up but my mother convinced him that he would be a good father.

Agents though don't have children for a reason. So my father figured he'd have to leave S.H.I.E.L.D to keep me. Little did he know the had the backing of not only the directors good eye but the director himself. Only a handful of people knew I existed. The less that knew the less danger I was in. Only one person outside of S.H.I.E.L.D knew about me until I was 9. That was my mothers sister, Pepper. Though once she became Tony Stark's P.A. he also learned about me. Though all he knew was that I was Peppers niece and that my mother had died. He knew nothing of my fathers.

My fathers can be really stupid, mainly when it come to each other. I mean they were pretty much in love when my father went undercover but it took my Dad helping him raise me for them to see the truth. It was my sixth birthday when I asked Aunt Tasha why Daddy didn't live with us that things started to change. She told me that Daddies could be dumb and I needed to ask them. So I did, also telling them it was stupid that I only got to see Papa everyday. It wasn't long after that that things changed and by my eighth birthday they were married. Though again only the same handful of people knew.

I had a pretty normal childhood. If you count archery lessons from age 5 with Papa, dancing and martial arts from age 6 with Aunt Tasha, self-defense from age 7 with Daddy. Once I got to know Tony, he quickly became Uncle Tony and he started teaching me robotics and science. I went to private schools growing up graduated top 2 percent at age 15. Uncle Tony say this was all his influence. Daddy says my smart mouth is more from him than my smarts in general. I went to college and majored in duel degrees. One in bio-chemistry and one in robotics.

I graduated by 18 and signed with S.H.I.E.L.D. While my dad's were not happy with this, they knew it was what I wanted. Plus I went and spent time with Uncle Tony and got to really use my degrees there. While I did all my entry level courses, which I was number one in, I also was getting a couple of degrees online. One in Criminology and and one in languages. I speak English, Spanish, Russian, Mandarin, Latin, Italian, German, and Sanskrit fluently. While a few others I get by with. Funny enough, and continuing the family tradition I went undercover at age twenty. An astrophysicist by the name of Jane Foster had drawn the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D. She was getting really close to a break-through and S.H.I.E.L.D needed to know how close.

Just like with my father, this undercover mission would change my life forever. I read over everything they had on her and naively thought this would be a cake walk. I even was planning on sneaking in a few more degrees while undercover. My fathers were even going to take a back seat and let me really handle this on my own. This just meant that they only called once every three days not every day. At first it was exactly like I thought it was, though Jane's love for Astrophysics rubbed off on me. I started to research it as well as the Poly-Sci that was my cover. No one could have guess just how close Jane was to discovery. Not until a God fell from the sky and got hit buy our truck.

Over the next three days my father showed up and stole my IPOD, which of course had all the info he needed on it. My Papa said he nearly took down Thor but thankfully Daddy decided on waiting to see what would happen. Then the next thing we know there are four of Thor's friends, a huge death robot, and Thor dieing. I thought Jane was going to die with him as well. Seeing as they had only known each other for a couple of days this was kind of freaking me out. Don't get me wrong, I believe in true love and all but two days, come on. All the sudden Thor is alive and kills the big bad robot. Then breaks Jane's heart right after giving her the best kiss of her live. Jane's words not mine.

Here is where I should be going back S.H.I.E.L.D and getting a new mission. Here is where I get to go to dinner with my Dads, have a training session with my aunt, or go blow stuff up with my uncle. Nope since Jane made a break-threw I am now permanently assigned to Jane. While this isn't a hard ship, I just long for the days I can prove how smart I am again. I also am missing being around the action. I run every morning before Jane gets up, and do yoga at night. After all the excitement of Thor wears off it more sitting and filing.

Its not until a year later that I want to kick my self for thinking that way. My Dad calls me in the middle of the night. Something had happened but I wasn't quite awake at first. The moment he says Papa has be compromised though I fully wake up. Turns out Thor's little bitch of a brother Loki decided he wasn't done. He come carrying the glow stick of destiny, that apparently has mind-control powers to boot. I had to get Jane as far away as possible because it would make since for Loki to come after her. After getting a promise from my Dad that I would be kept in the loop, and getting the cover story, I got Jane ready to fly out. Everyone was being told we were going to Norway but we really went to Canada.

It was thirty-six hours later when Jane and I are sitting in the hotel in Montreal, Canada that I feel like my heart had be ripped out of my chest. I knew that something truly bad had happened. I still to this day don't know how I knew but I grabbed Jane and rushed to the airport. Poor Jane couldn't figure out what was going on. By the time we got to the airport I had made 25 phone calls, where no one answered. This didn't help my horrible feeling. We couldn't get a flight out for about five hours.

As we are waiting I am still trying to get a hold of someone with S.H.I.E.L.D. A few hours after we have been waiting, Jane demanded to know what is going on. I finally tell her the truth about everything. My being undercover, who I worked for, who even my uncle was. She took it in stride, only really getting mad about me not helping her when I could have. We decided to head to the bar to get food, while Jane at I wasn't hungry and only had some water. We were there about an hour when we were told our flight was being canceled. As all flights to New York were.

Right as we were told the T.V.'s behind the bar were turned to a news channel. They were showing aliens trying to take over New York. I quickly found a flight to D.C. And switched our tickets. This flight left in an hour so we watched until we had to board. Which was about thirty minutes. I saw my uncle, captain America, and Aunt Natasha. I gasp ten minutes latter when I caught sight if a man with arrows on a roof. That was defiantly my Papa. This made me feel better. Him being broken out of mind-control had to be what I felt earlier. After the flight took off and I could use my electronics again I planned out what we would need to get to New York. This flight also had Wi-fi so I was online streaming the fight. Jane noticed that Thor was back and we both were shocked to see that Hulk. Our flight was only about 4 hours and by the time we landed the fight was pretty much over. We raced off our flight and found the closest T.V.

Right as we found it, which was easy as at least 30 people were crowded around it, we pushed our way to the front. I looked up right as my uncle took a nuke to outer space. I stopped breathing at this point. You could have heard a pin drop around the group watching. I noticed the hole start to close and started yelling at Iron Man to comeback. Someone pointed out that something fell back through. We all cheered until we realized he wasn't flying, he was falling. It was the longest minute of my life and I didn't really breath again until the Hulk caught him. We all cheered even louder when he started breathing.

I grabbed Jane's hand after seeing my uncle alive and pulled her through the crowd. Right was we hit a corner my phone went off. I looked down and I saw it was my grandfather. I quickly pulled Jane into a broom closet and answered my phone. Little did I know my world would crash with one little call. While I was so excited to see that my Papa was alive and seemingly healthy, I didn't think about my Dad. I just assumed that he couldn't answer because he was helping to get my Papa back. Oh how wrong I was.

I started yelling the second I answered the call. How dare they not answer, how dare we be left in the wind, and how dare no one keep me up to date about my fathers. My grandfather told me that he had tried but things were hectic. He asked who I'd talked to. When I said no one, that I had tried everyone but got no answer he breathed a sigh of relief. That got me mad. What didn't I know. I demanded he tell me what happened.

He told me that I would find out later and that they were sending someone to pick us up. I didn't take kindly to that and told him where he could shove his pick up. I demanded again to know what was going on. He seemed to realize we had left Canada and instead of answering my question he wanted to know where we were I told him it was need to know and that only my CO would be told then demanded to speak to my Dad. My grandfather yelled that wasn't going to happen as he was dead and I needed tell him. Jane caught me when I fell, though this just made both of us slide to the floor.

I don't remember the next ten minutes. All I know is I heard screaming and crying, it took a minute to realize it was me. Jane yanked the phone from my hand and demanded to know what was going on. I however was not really there anymore. I was replaying my last conversation with him over in my head. It wasn't until I registered Jane yelling that I broke out of my state. I grabbed the phone and shut it off. I reached into my carry on and pulled out a Stark phone, telling Jane to toss the S.H.I.E.L.D one. Knowing my former grandfather he had them tracing it. I called my Papa but he didn't answer so I called the one person I knew would answer.

"Aunt Pepper, I needed you."