I hope you like my story so far. I've got other stories on the way, but i'm not sure how long untill I get them up. If have a request of something, or an OC like that I can try to make a fic for it. Not sure how well though. Anyways...ENJOY!

DISCLAIMER... i do not own anything but if i did... I would sooooooooo be makeing this Avengers 2

Steve's P.O.V

When the team arrived the girl, Lizzy, was fighting someone. Clint tried to shoot him with an arrow, but he pulled it out.

Anything after that was a blur, until she was pushed down 5 stories.

The man called to her saying, "He's back! Now watch out love!"

Nobody knew what that meant though. Bruce rushed over to the girl, but she had blacked out.

What caught my eye though was all the cuts, and bruises. I knew right then, and there something else was going on. She had skills, so she couldn't of have gotten all of those from one petty fight.

"Bruce, is she all right?" Natasha asked, walking over to them.

"Her right shoulder is dislocated, she has a huge gash on her left thigh, and a minor concussion. But I know one this, only the concussion was caused by the fall. Everything else, I have no clue to as where they came from."

"Alright, get her back the helicarrier, Natasha, Clint, go and check the motel room. Get all her belongings, and I mean everything. Tony, Bruce, your in charge of the girl."

Everyone nodded in response. I wanted to look for that guy who caused this, but I know I wont be able to find him.

~~~~~TIME SKIP~~~~~~ Lizzy's P.O.V

I woke up to blinding light's, on a white hospital bed. I only knew right then, and there because I spend a great deal of time in the hospital.

I recalled what happened last night all to clearly. But I pushed that aside, and looked around.

When I tried to get out of the bed, pain shot through my right arm. I stopped trying to get out, when the door opened.

A African/American man stepped in he wore a black shirt, pants, and trench coat. He also had a eye patch over his left eye. A women with dark, short red hair came in wearing a tight black cat suit. Lastly, a man with brown, and grey hair stepped in. He was wearing a white lad coat, blue-jeans, and a purple shirt. He as the first to speak.

"Good to see your awake, Miss. Andrews,"

I tensed up after he said my real name. I've been going by the name Sage Blackthorn. How did he know my name? I thought to myself.

The man went on, "I'm Dr. Banner, this is Director Fury, and Natasha Romanoff, they are here to ask you some questions. Ok?" I nodded is response, but then added, "I will answer them, just as long as you tell me where I am."

The man with the eye patch spoke up, "Your at S.H.E.I.L.D Miss. Andrews. It mea-"

I cut him off saying, "Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division. I know, and Wow! Mouth full!"

The women looked at me, mouth slightly open, "How do you know that?" I smirked, "There was talk about S.H.E.I.L.D after the Loki incident . Hunters all around, had to keep guard at all times. Nobody has calmed down after that, and it's been what? Almost a year, I think most of us would have calmed down, but even I haven't so…" I trailed off.

"Yes well, I wanted to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative. You have the skills, and as of two days ago, I want you apart of the team." Fury said to me.

"I don't know. I've got a record, and a want you would say…a job."

"We can wipe the record clean, because you, and I both know that it's only there because people don't know what really happened. Am I right?"

"Ummm, the one question is, will I still be able to do what I do? Or al least to thing local."

"Yes," Natasha said. "You can, and you will still be sent on missions with us." She smiled.

"OK then, just where do I stay? And more importantly did you get everything from the motel?" They nodded. "What about my bike? It's a Harley."

"Don't worry, Clint rode it back. He just might put up a might for the keys though."

"It's ok. I think I can get them back pretty easy."

"Good now," Furry said, "You'll be staying a Stark tower. Good luck. Your leaving tomorrow."

~~~~~TIME SKIP~~~~~

I was standing in the lobby of Stark tower. It was huge, but even that was an understatement.

A women with strawberry-blonde hair came up to be.

"Are you Lizzy Andrews?" She asked, and I nodded.

"I'm Pepper Potts, Tony sent me to come get you."

And with that she followed Pepper into the elevator. The women started talking, but Lizzy wasn't listening.

Finley, they stopped on the 82nd floor. There were only 2 rooms, and the gym.

"You'll be sharing the floor with Steve. Fill free to use the gym whenever. Your room is the very last door."

When she walked inside, Pepper said, "We didn't know what your favorite color was, so we went on a limb because of most of your clothes were purple, black, and dark red. So we did the best we could."

Lizzy walked, and looked around. The walls were dark purple, the trim was black, dark red, and black roses covered the walls. She had a fairly sized bed, with black sheets , and a blood-red comforter. On the floor beside the bed was all of her stuff still packed. The floors were a dark-cherry wood, with violet, and dark blue rugs. There was 2 dressers, and 2 side tables. There was also some books shelf's with some of her books already placed, and her stereo with her iPod.

The bathroom floor tile was black, and red leading up to the white marble sink/counter. There was a step in shower to the left, and a medium sized tub in the right corner. There were lights lining the white ceiling. The walls were a gray-purple, and the shower tile's were colored blue, and green.

"Wow, Pepper. It's like my dream room, and everything. Ho-"

"Natasha found some paper on the floor back at that motel room. You pretty much planed this you self. We just did the bathroom. Well I got to get back to work if you need anything ask J.A.R.I.V.S he's the AL." And with that she left.

All to soon, after Lizzy finished unpacking, a British voice said, "Miss. Andrews, dinner has arrived. Mr. Stark requested that you come up."

"Um, what floor is it?"

"It's the 83rd floor, Miss. Andrews."

"Thank-you J.A.R.I.V.S, you can tell Tony I'm coming up now."

"Yes, or course."

Lizzy was unsure when she got into the elevator, if the team would expect her. She knew she was branded as a class A freak.

The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. She was hit with the strong smell of all kinds of pizza.

"Hey ghost-buster! You hungry?" Tony Stark asked. She knew everyone's names. But she knew 2 of them were missing.

"Don't call her that Stark. She's had rough time." Steve growled.

"Ok, ok. Fine, Lizzy are you hungry we have pizza. There's p-"

"Pepperoni, cheese, sausage, and an veggie pizza. I know I've been on the road long enough to know what kind of pizza there is in one room."

"Wow," Clint, Tasha, and Bruce muttered.

"Whatever, just get a slice of pizza, and buzz off."

I shrugged, and grabbed 2 slices of pepperoni pizza. I sat down in-between of Clint, and Steve.

After a little while, Natasha spoke up asking me questions.

"So, where's your family Liz? We couldn't find anything as to their deaths. I'm sorry about you mother, not ever knowing her."

"If it wasn't for pictures my dad, and older brother had I wouldn't know what she looked like. But as for my dad, he died last year. We had to give him a hunters funeral, so no there's not going to be a record of any death. If there is, it would be under a different name. My brother, he... d-died…2 w-weeks ago. Hunters funeral, again. It's mandatory for every hunter to be salted, and burned when they die."

"Oh, I'm sorry I asked. But do you have other blood family? That was you foster family, right?"

"Yeah, but we didn't have to be blood related to be a family. My real blood family, I have no clue, but I'm sure there aren't any. Or they just flat out branded me as another freak of the family, and disowned me." I shrugged.

Everyone looked at me in shock. I then added, "It's no big deal. Really."

After answering more questions, we all went our separate way's. I went back to my room, took a shower, and changed. I changed into black jeans, and a tight blue/purple tank top. I put on black combat boots, and my favorite leather jacket.

I walked out, looking down, but when I collide with something hard, I waited to hit the ground. But I never did, instead a pair of arms snacked around my waist. I looked up and saw Steve's blue eye's.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."

"No, no it's alright. Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"If you don't mind me asking where are you going?"

"To the bar. Why?"

"Aren't you too young to be drinking?"

"Yes, but see dear, I have a fake ID, and I've been drinking since my first hunt alone. And I was going to hassle some pool, and darts. I was hoping to get a hunt, too."

He finally pulled her back up on her feet, and said, "Are you going to be ok alone?"

"Yes, I am but you can come if you want. I can show you some of family business."

"I don't kno-"

"Nope, never mind, your coming along. No other ex-" Lizzy was cut off by Clint coming out of the gym.

"Where are you guys going? I heard bar, pool, and darts. Can I come?"

I smiled. "Yeah, you can come. Just as long as you get Cap here dressed for it."

"Heck yeah! Come on Cap."

With that Clint, and Steve left to get dressed for one heck of a night.