Writers notes: Hello and welcome back everyone! So i'm going to try to make this one longer because of how short the last few have been but I'm at the end my senior year so I should have more time to write before I ship, so there you go! Well I hope you all enjoy! (*^^*)
P.S I have no real clue what the Avengers facility looks like so I'm making it my own
I had figured this was coming because knowing Tony he did some kind of search for me so that he could contact my family about my injury, but seeing as I kinda don't exist it might set off some alarms. So the fact that he wants to talk, is no surprise to me but what was surprising was the fact that when I walked into the room that F.R.I.D.A.Y directed us to, everyone was there, everyone that was on the ground during the fight at least. The only one that wasn't there was Banner, which didn't surprise me for obvious reasons. But what worried me the most was the air in the room, it was tense, hostile and it was all aimed at me and I really can't blame them I mean, think about it they all just got done fighting a war. They're all on edge and now they have girl with no identity and no origin. Thankfully Pietro noticed the tension towards me and decided to stay at my side which made me feel much much better about this situation, cause lemme tell you having a Russian assassin look at you with killer intent is just a little bit scary (more like mortifying) but thanks to the training I had I manage to stay composed even though I felt like crawling under a rock.
"What's going on?" Pietro said as he cut the tense silence in the room
"Who are you?" Asked Black Widow asked sending knives through her gaze directly at me.
"Stella Bellona Ma'am." Figuring that being respectful would be the best way to go about things.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y run a search on Stella Bellona, give me anything you can." Tony orders while not taking his eyes off of me.
"Sir, there's not match." F.R.I.D.A.Y responded almost instantly. And if the tension wasn't bad before it got stunningly worse after F.R.I.D.A.Y last comment. By this point the only people who weren't staring me down were, Pietro, Cap and Hawkeye.
"I will ask you again. Who are you?" This time the assassin pushed herself off the table that she was leaning on to make herself even more menacing if that was even possible. The other's also shifted, Thor manly looked concerned with a hint of irritation.
"I told you my name is Stella Bellona." I say as I looked her dead in the eye while keeping my voice calm and steady, with that I saw a glint of something in her eyes maybe surprise or anger.
"If that's the case, why don't you exist in any database then, because if you did exist there would be some trace of you, somewhere. I mean at least this guy exists in children's books." Tony said throwing a thumb at the large demigod who was seated on one of the metal chairs, he let out a grunt after his comment.
"You're not wrong, I don't exist.." I say letting my emotions slip for a second as I look at the ground, but when I look at him or anyone in the room you could tell they were not expecting that response. "Please let me try and explain." I say with more confidence and less pure emotion. Judging by they're faces they all were more than ready to listen.
I got done explain what had happened and where I had come from, how none of the existed but I may have left out the part where they were all comic book characters, which I felt it was the best idea because after I told them everything, saying they were shocked would be the understatement of the century, they looked like ghosts other than Thor, Tony and Vision. Not one had said a word after I finished explaining.
"Please believe me, because trust me it just as hard for me to believe as it for you." I say almost pleading to them and the most unlikely candidate spoke up first.
"It is most certainly not hard to believe." said the god of thunder himself, everyone's attention snapped to him, mine included.
"What do you mean it's not hard to believe? She just said none of us exist where she's from." Said Captain looking quite perplexed but the demigod's comment.
"He's not wrong, the universe is quite vast so the possibility of another dimension or even multiple dimensions isn't a far off idea. Even I have dabbled in astrophysics I mean I may have been about ten but you know it's me." Even with his arrogant remark at the end Tony had a point, and it seemed to somewhat put the others in less tense state, which made me feel better.
"Yes you are quite correct, there is a strong probability of other dimensions." said Vision who approached from the far corner of the room, who out of everyone seemed to be the most unfazed.
"They've all got points, and I mean honestly is it that far of a reach after everything that has happened in the past?" said Barton causing everyone to shift their gaze to him. After all the comments made in the defense of my story the atmosphere became less threatening.
"I think I speak for all of us right now, we need rest so why not let this go for now?" Steve said lightly which in return earn a few nods from the group.
"Cap is right, we've all had a rough day. And the fact of the matter is that the girl saved our lives so that's got to say something right?" Barton said glancing at me and both him and Peitro gave a gentle smile. Most everyone in the room nod in unison, all except Black Widow, I can still see a hint of doubt still looming in her eyes.
After brief introductions most everyone went separate ways. Too much of my surprise when we exit the room the sun had completely set and the stars were shining, guess my story took longer than I thought. I glace to my side to see the twins talking about the events of the day as we walk a few steps behind Stark who insisted on walking us to our rooms but he quickly fell into step with me and abruptly started asking me questions about my world, which didn't bother me to much.
"So does your world have flying cars? Or has anyone explored black holes?" I could see the sparkle in his eye similar to the ones you see in anime.
"No and not to my knowledge at least, in fact the world I come from is not even close to this world's technological advancements, in fact we barely just invented VR." I nearly busted into laughter when I saw his face after speaking, I would've too had my side not hurt so bad. His face was a mixtures of pure pain and disgust.
"Hey in our defense we don't have people like you and…" I stopped realizing if I said Banner I'd be questioned even further about how I knew of his existence.
"And?" he asked questioningly.
"And your magnificent mind." I say with a light coat of sarcasm and a wink.
" I like you already." he says with a grin.
" You are giving him far to much credit." I hear from behind shortly after we lost Pietro and Scarlet Witch to the kitchen, the voice came from the sharp shooter himself.
"That hurts a little Barton." he says placing his hand on his chest in an exaggerated motion. "
I'm sure, anyways why don't you let the poor girl get some more rest, and something tells me you need it too." He said to both me and Stark.
" I suppose you're right." Stark says looking slightly dejected.
"It's alright Mr. Stark, we can talk more tomorrow." I say with a reassuring smile and a light pat on his upper arm.
"And I promise I'll answer any question you might have, okay?" After my last statement he seemed to have regained his gleam.
"Sounds good to me!" He says as he makes his way back towards what I assume as his room. \
"Oh and Stell, call me Tony." He says throwing a light flirtatious wink my way and then he was gone.
"Well color me impressed." Barton say throwing an impressed look my way.
"He's really not that bad." I say as we approach my room, I say even though I wouldn't really say it's mine. "You'd be the first of many to say that." He says as he grins, we both laugh. After that it falls silent as we stop at the door.
"How are you doing?" with a look that reminds me of how a father looks at their child after they've been hurt.
"Oh just dull pain…" He interrupted me before I could finished.
"I'm not talking physically." Then it hit me, I hadn't really thought about my situation fully, I mean how the hell could I? I could feel a sharp pain in my chest and borderline tears coming at the thought of not seeing the people most important to me but then I pushed it down and composed myself, I'm not one to break down in front of people much less people I've just met, I was taught better than that. So I mustered the best smile I could and looked at Barton.
"I will be okay sir, thank you though." I could see the hesitation in his eyes, then it was gone.
"Just call me Clint." After that I enter the room and switched on the light, quickly realizing I wasn't even near tired.
Barton's Pov
"How are you doing?" I ask the young girl, showing the same concern I would if it was my daughter, but I also want to see her reaction, there's only so much emotion one can fake.
"Oh just dull pain…" I interrupt her.
"I'm not talking physically." Then I saw it, her face went almost white, pupils dilate, either this girl is one of the best actors I've met or she's telling the truth about her story. I can see her mind is racing, the tears were forming but much to my surprise she seemed to regain herself rather quickly and not long after that moment she looked up at me and smiled, slightly forced but still genuine.
"I will be okay sir, thank you though." Another thing I noted was her way of speaking, most kinds around age don't use sir, or Ma'am and she held her own in a pretty intense situation most normal people would've cracked in seconds. She's definitely something else, I just don't know what yet.
"Just call me Clint." Once she was in the room I headed to my room where I could call wife. But when I entered the room, I was startled by the sight of a familiar face.
"Jesus Christ Nat are trying to give an old man a heart attack?" I say jokingly as I take a seat next to her on the bed.
"Very funny." She says as she nudges my shoulder, but I can tell somethings on her mind, other than we got attack and nearly killed by a crazy robot.
"Banner?" I could see the pain after just hearing his name which gave me the hint that I should leave it alone.
"What do you think of the girl?" I can sense the distrust in her voice, and I can't blame her.
"I think we can trust her but we'll see for now. But if you wouldn't mind I'd like to sleep for the next 2 days." I say with a laugh.