Hello, readers! This will be my first try at writing fanfiction though I've written numerous of my own story/novel in another reading and writing app/site. So a quick review, this will be a Steve Rogers/OC story but it would revolve around the Avengers too but before introducing Steve and the gang, I'll post a few chapters about the OC about her background and family. Captain America: Civil War is not going to take place in this story, there will be a few outtakes from the first Avenger movie and CATWS.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel related stuff or anything that has copyrights.

Greece, 1986

Somewhere in Greece, five people are running quickly in the shadows of the night in the ancient city. The only man in the group is carrying a small woman in his arms, one of her arm clinging to the man's neck for dear life while the other is wrapped protectively in her rounded stomach.

"Rista, Calla hurry up!" the tallest of the female in the group hissed her English thick, glowering at the two girls. Koren can't help but be frustrated since it is mainly the two girls fault why they are running.

"Naí." Rista and Calla answered in Greek since neither of them speaks English but understands a few words.

A gasp of pain all made them stop turning to look at the small woman in Silas' arms, while the man's eyes widen looking down when he felt something wet. "I think your water just broke."

"N-no.." Ashanti whispered shaking her head. "It's not possible... i-i'm not d-due yet-ahh!" she screams due to the pain not being able to finish her sentence.

"Koren.." Silas called to the tall woman, his tone asking for help and fear evident in his dark eyes for the small woman in his arms.

"We have no choice, the Spíti tou Día is the closest," Koren stated though her face showed doubt, even though they have Silas who is from that house she's not sure if the new leader will aid them since he is known for his rules and one of them is forbidding to bring outsiders in their house.

"Mikhos eínai ekeí, den tha enkrínei–" (Mikhos is there, he won't approve) Silas tried to reason but stops when they heard a pained moan from Ashanti.

"Silas parakaló!" Calla and Rista begged tears forming in their baby blue and hazel eyes, both afraid for the woman who risks her life to save them.

"Argh. Let's go!"

Taking another route they started running again, Silas slowing down a little as to not put the pregnant woman in his arms at risk while Rista and Calla flank his sides ready to aid and protect Ashanti if ever something wrong happens. After twenty minutes they can finally see the entrance gate of the Spíti tou Día, Koren who is ahead of the group saw one of the smaller gate being opened from the inside and told the other to fasten their steps.

"Mikhos!" Koren called as soon as she saw his signature shoulder-length blonde hair, he along with three other people turn their heads in the approaching groups' direction. The woman from the Spíti tis Íras immediately identified, the three others; Flavian the head security of Spíti tou Día, Soleil and her sixteen-year-old grandson Matthias from the Spíti tou Apóllona. Koren can't help but thank their gods that there are other people present, it would give them a better chance at convincing him.

Mikhos furrowed his eyebrows, icy blue eyes narrowing at the approaching group especially at the woman that is being carried by one of his own members but before he can ask questions the two girls flanking Silas spoke.

"Parakaló eímaste se mia viasýni" (Please we are in a hurry.)

"Eínai étoimi na gennísei!" (She's about to give birth!)

His eyebrows rose while the old seer, Soleil gasped at the same time Ashanti let out a scream from the pain her nails digging into Silas' shoulder making the man wince.

"Mikhos parakaló!" Silas begged.

"Gnorízete tous kanónes Silas.." (You know the rules Silas..) the head of the Spíti tou Día stated hardening his face, clearly the woman is not from any of the other houses, an outsider. The old seer look conflicted seeing Ashanti in pain, she wants to help but Mikhos is known for his rules in not allowing any outsider inside the Spíti tou Día.

"p-parakaló voithíste .. I k-kóri mou..e-egó sas epaiteía." (Please help.. my daughter..I'm begging you.) Ashanti begged in between labored breath, her hazel eyes showing fear for her unborn child.

"Parakaló Mikhos! Aftí i gynaíka kai o sýzygós tis mas ésose." (Please Mikhos! She and her husband saved us.) Calla started appealing to the house leader, her baby blues full of tears.

"Den boroúme na tin afísei na gennísei stous drómous!" (We cannot let her give birth in the streets!) Koren argued staring down Mikhos, she can see the frustration in his usually composed face knowing that he is at least considering it and her olive green eyes widen when she remembered what Ashanti and her husband told them before. "They are not ordinary humans, she and her husband.."

Mikhos eyes narrowed, looking at any signs that Koren is deceiving her but found none. Turning his look to the pregnant woman, he noticed something different from her aura.. it is being protected.

His hands clenched in a fist.

"Aplá aftí ti forá Koren!" (Just this once Koren!) he hissed and instructed Flavian the head guard to help them enter, ushering them to the closest room.

"tha voithíso.." (I will help..) the old seer, Soleil said offering her assistance while her grandson Matthias quietly watch everything with wide eyes.

After getting everything set up to help Ashanti in delivering her daughter, Soleil ushered all the man out and told them to stay outside.

"R-Russell.." Ashanti called her eyes closed and hands gripping the sheets. Soleil looks at Koren in question.

"Her husband, he is with Altair.." Koren explained. "Do not worry agapitós... Rista kaléste to spíti tis Íras, rotíste an Altair eínai ídi ekeí kai na tous poúme óti eímaste edó." (Rista calls the house of Hera, ask if Altair is already there and tell them that we are here.)

The young girl nodded and quickly slip out of the room.

"Come on mirkos, follow my breathing," Soleil instructed while Koren wipes the sweat in Ashanti's face.

"You can do it.." she encouraged while Ashanti just shakes her head.

"I..I'm n-not.. ahhh.. t-too early."

"ti ennoeí?" (What does she mean?) the seer asked in confusion.

"to moró.. pou eínai akrivós sto évdomo mína tis." (the baby.. she's just in her seventh month.) Calla answered making the seer's eyes widen.

"kalosýni aftó eínai.. megáli theá Íra mas voithísei." Soleil muttered under her breath, taking sympathy to the pregnant woman in front of her. At the same time, the door opened and Rista came inside.

"tha enimerósei Altair amésos mólis ftásoun." (they will inform Altair as soon as they arrive.)

"Hear than agapitós your husband will be here soon.." Ashanti nodded tears flowing through her eyes, she did not imagine that this will happen to her. When she gave birth to her two other children, her husband is there all steps of the way and now she knows that in this birth it might not be possible.

After almost three hours a knock sounded and the seer grandson's head peeks inside, announcing that they received a call from the spíti tis Íras saying that Altair and Russell just left and will be on their way. Making Ashanti sigh in relief even though she is in great pain.

"Hear that agapitós, your sýzygos would be here soon."

"Y-yes.. e-efcharistó."

An hour and a half later a disheveled looking man with slate gray eyes and black hair burst through the door.

"Ashanti!" Russell called his eyes searching the room. When he sees the familiar mahogany brown hair of her wife.

"R-Russell!" Ashanti cried out in relief, raising one of her hand. Russell is immediately by her side clasping her pale dainty hands in his big ones.

"Oh love, I'm here now.. everything is going to be alright. It's just like Raven again, though we are not inside a pyramid–ow!" he winced while the four women's eyes widen.

"She gave birth inside a pyramid?!" the seer asked incredulously, looking at the married couple in disbelief her Greek accent thick through her English.

Russell let out a laugh but grimaced when his little wife gripped his hand tightly. "Yeah, just last year actually. We are in an excavation and got trap inside one of the underground tunnels for almost a week," he explained looking at her wife lovingly while Koren only shook her head.

"You two are such a.. peculiar couple," Koren stated looking at the couple in a new light. They explained that both of them are an archeologist who travels around the world and has seen and experienced many things but giving birth inside a pyramid seriously?

"It is time mirkos.," Soleil announced getting all of their attention. "Get ready to push."

"Hear that love? Our baby girl is coming.. you can do it, honey." Russell encourages when her breathing picks up.

All of them is focused on the pregnant woman that is giving birth, no one noticed the girl from the Spíti tis Afrodítis approach the other side of the bed and placed her hand on Ashanti's stomach.

"Calla?.. ti káneis?" Rista asked her friend making Koren and Russell look at the girl. Koren tried to pry her hands away from Ashanti's stomach but stop short when Calla raised her head. (what are you doing?)

"Do not dare touch me mortal" Calla said in a voice that does not sound like her and her usual baby blue eyes have darkened that looks a cross between a dark blue and purple.

"theá Afrodíti!" gasp the seer, taking a step back.

"the Aphrodite?" Russell questioned gray eyes wide, the gears in his mind running wild but snaps out of it when Ashanti's grip on his hand tightened.

"Continue your work, seer." commanded the goddess who inhabits the body of the young girl. "Do not fret, I came not to harm but to present a gift to the child."

"Gift?" Koren echoed her eyes almost the size of saucers not believing what she is witnessing while Russell remained quiet.

"Yes, we saw what both of you did." nodded Aphrodite looking at the couple.

"My wife and I did not do it for us to receive anything. We are not even aware that they are part of your houses."

"We know.. but you shouldn't be surprised since this is not the first time that it happens to your children." Aphrodite said cryptically making the women of the houses of the Olympian gods look at Russell in question.

"Push harder mirkos, I can see her head," Soleil said turning the attention to her.

Ashanti screams pushing harder to deliver her child out into the world.

They all heard a loud cry, making Russell and Ashanti cry in joy.

As Koren picks up the newborn baby to cut the cord and clean it up, she gasps when she sees the child's face.

"What's wrong?" Russell asked in alarm, while his wife even tried to sit up to see their baby.

"Panemorfi.. so beautiful." uttered Koren staring at the baby in pure awe and wonder.

"Hand me the child." demanded an unfamiliar voice that oozes authority.

"Rista?" Russell called warily at the same time Aphrodite who is still in the body of Calla spoke but the name she called made all of them froze.

"Hera."

"Hera?" Koren parrots back stiffening when Rista–Hera arches an eyebrow her hazel green eyes gone and what mirrors back at her are brown doe eyes. "Yes, vasílissa mou." she carefully handed the child in the goddess arms, bowing after.

"Such a beautiful face, give it a few years and she will... how do the mortals phrase it?... Ah! Give you a run for your money Aphrodite." the Queen of the Olympian gods teases, smirking at the goddess of beauty.

"Hmph."

Hera turns her attention to the parents of the child. "I think you already know why I am here. You'll have a hard time fighting off men who would want her attention and affection."

"I'm sure both of her older brother's would be up for the challenge." Russell half jokingly replied.

"Ah yes, I'm sure they will know and see what is have to be done. Let us just hope that she won't be the next Helen of Troy." Hera smiled giving the couple a knowing look.

"That was one time.." Aphrodite complained rolling her eyes, as she remembers what happened eons ago. And until now Hera is still holding a grudge.

Hera did not heed her any attention and focused on the child in her arms.

"Now where are we? Ah, you child will have a symbol that would always remind your family of what they did to help the ancients." the goddess stated kissing the now sleeping child's eyes but her slumber was disturbed when the door slam open and a shout was heard, waking the baby.

"SILAS!"

"Look what have you done!" Aphrodite hissed, making Mikhos, Altair, and Matthias stop in their tracks.

"Nonsense! The child is clearly delighted to see me–"

"Zeus.." Hera said in a warning tone making the god stop short and the newcomers to froze.

"Zeus?" Mikhos and Altair echoed, confusion visible in their face. Soleil turns to the two and begins explaining what happened before they came into the room. The leader of the House of Zeus usually composed face is in utter shock, his icy blue eyes widen and jaw is about to hit the floor. Looking at both girls from the house of Hera and Aphrodite, and now Silas he noticed how all of their eyes are different in color and the air surrounding them have changed too.

"Parakaló na me synchorísete gia palaióteri symperiforá mou, vasiliá mou." (Please forgive my behavior, my King.) Mikhos apologies, dropping down to one knee and bowing to the chief of the gods and distant ancestor. Zeus just waves him off and walk to stand next to his wife, peering down to take a good look at the child who has stopped crying.

"Now let me see the lígi omorfiá... Oh my, someone got a competition in the future." Zeus said smirking at the goddess of beauty who only rolled her eyes.

"Ha! I said the same thing.."

"If you two are going to be like this then I shouldn't have given her the gift."

"Gift or not, she would still turn out a beauty have you seen the child's parents?" Hera started gesturing at Ashanti who has already fallen asleep and Russell who is carefully watching the exchange and waiting for the gods to leave so he can finally hold his daughter.

"Hmph."

"Now husband, bestow your gift. Russell wants to hold her daughter now." Hera sated impatiently while Russell let out a nervous chuckle.

"N-No, no it's alright your highness. I'll have a lifetime to hold her after."

"So impatient, we just got here.." Zeus the chief god of thunder complained.

"Father, we can only borrow these bodies for a short period of time and Aphrodite has already overextended her stay." reminded a new voice behind them, as they all turn seeing that it is the grandson of the seer from the house of Apollo.

"Matthias.." Soleil whispered.

"Apollo! So good for you to join us and Aphrodite you must go or the girl's energy would be drained."

"Very well.." as soon as those words left her mouth, Calla's body collapse and Altair immediately came to her rescue. Preventing her head from hitting the floor.

"I shall take my leave soon too, so get over it already Zeus."

"Alright, since Aphrodite has given her the gift of beauty and love, a symbol that would honor her family and differentiate her from mortals from Hera. This is mine, an epiphany for the sky and lightning." holding up his hand, a small lightning bolt forming in the palm of the god's right hand and sending it to the newborn's body. Russell tensed for a second thinking that it would electrocute her daughter but sighed in relief when nothing happened. "I hope the later would be very useful for you in the future lígi omorfiá.." Zeus whispered almost soundlessly and the only ones who heard it are Hera, Apollo, and Russell.

Apollo stands beside the King and Queen of the Olympians, as they address the people inside the room.

"We will take our leave but before that.." Apollo started looking at the faces every of their descendants in the room.

"First everything that happens inside this room will remain in here, you will not tell anyone especially others from the other houses about the blessing that has been given to the child. Second, none from the House of Hera, Apollo, Aphrodite or mine have claimed to this child or any of the other houses. And lastly, this four houses would help look out for the protection of the child. Do you all understand?" Zeus commanded seriously while Hera walks up to Russell finally handing out his little girl.

"Take good care of this one, the path would not be easy but she is destined for great things. All of your children are.. remember that your family is chosen for a reason."

"And here we thought leaving Egypt would make this little one different to his brothers… turns out we were wrong." Russell stated shaking his head while looking at her daughter fondly. "Thank you, your highness."

"Be strong, to kókkino." Russell chuckled at the last word of the Queen of the gods of Olympus.

As the three got ready to leave, he stops them for a minute as he finally thought of something to add to the name that her wife and he have chosen for their little princess.

"I do not want to change the name that my wife selected for her but another one won't hurt and I know my wife would agree. Apraeus, since there is already a symbol for Aphrodite in her middle name. The second one would be from yours, your highnesses.. 'Ap' for Apollo, 'Ra' from Hera and 'Eus' from Zeus.. Shayne Lovelle Apraeus Elhise."

"Apraeus.." the gods and goddess repeated liking the sound of the name.

"That is one long name, she will have a hard time writing it," Koren said causing Russell to chuckle.

"Yeah, but she'll love it anyways when she learns what it means.. And besides back in the state people only use their first name, her second middle name would only be known by the family and everyone here."

"I like it, then she will be known as Apraeus by the Houses," Hera announced patting Russell's shoulder. After one last caress to Apraeus sleeping face, the gods and goddess departed the mortal's body.

"Until we see you again ischyrí omorfiá.." Apollo said at the same time Apraeus opened her eyes for the first time.

Golden amber eyes are the last thing that the gods and goddess saw.

"You really out did your brothers, princess."

agapitós = dear

sýzygos = husband

mirkos = little one

to kókkino = red

efcharistó = thank you

theá Afrodíti = goddess Aphrodite

panemorfi = beautiful