A/N I don't own the avengers or guardians or anything marvel related. The only thing I own are OC's fam. Enjoy! Please review, thanks.
Adelaida's POV
School sucks, I hate 4th grade. Everyone always calls me Adelaide or Addie or something stupid like that. It's Adelaida thank you very much.
There are rumors that my dad isn't even my real dad. In his human form he has the same blonde hair as me, that's why my mom says I have it. I have his blue eyes too. But people say he's never around much so he's not real. He comes to choir concerts and art shows and parent teacher conferences, but hardly anyone notices him.
But he's real, he's here and he loves me with all his heart. Pietro says that when he got to middle school no one talked about that stuff. But they might still get my name wrong, Adelaida Violetta Maximoff. As opposed to Pietro Clint Maximoff, I think not! But today in Mrs.O'hares class, I finally snapped.
Pietro snapped in gym class in 2nd grade when he was told to pick up the balls from dodgeball after he lost the game. He moved them with his mind. He was shocked. Later when the principal was calling him things like a freak and a monster he said simply,
"Dr.Samnden, you're right, it's genetic." And she screamed. His voice than popped into my head and he asked me,
"Can you hear me, if you can jump once." I did, he did a tiny victory dance. We moved the next day. Sonia snapped during art in kindergarten.
They were making animals out of clay and she perfectly made a tiger with magic, a red aura as her teacher described it, surrounded the clay and made it a perfect tiger. She then made a ball of red magic and played with it, weaving through her fingers, she switched schools later.
I was beginning to worry that I would never snap as I affectionately called it, but my parents said it was fine if I didn't. And they would still love me the same. But I did it, I snapped.
Will Tray was throwing paper balls at my head. It was annoying but fine. There was a sea of paper around my feet and yet no one noticed. I'm so popular. But anyway he started yanking on my hair, and pulled out a few strands.
"Will stop." I said, turning around. He smiled. He decided to hit me on the back of my head, I screamed out of shock. Mrs. O'hare whipped around and looked at me.
"Adelaide Maximoff! What are you doing?" She looked mad. I yelled,
"Will hit me!" Will shot up.
"Did not!" He cried out, he acted so innocent around adults, it was sickening.
"Adelaide, I expected more from you, tomorrow's the last day of school! Pull it together!" She said, how she believed that lying cow I had no idea.
"It's Adelaida." I mumbled.
"What dear?"
"I said it's Adelaida." I said louder.
"Well Asshole no need to be a jerk." Where he heard his nickname for me I had no idea, but none the less I turned around and with the same red magic as my family, I threw the balls at his head. Everyone screamed including Mrs. O'hare, I felt empowered though, I finally snapped.
My dad came to pick me up later that day and he apologized to the principal. Promptly revealing his true form as Vision. The principal passed out. But look on the bright side, neither Pietro and I have to go to school tomorrow!
Dad called Sonia and told her the news, she was excited. When Mom came home she hugged me and said sweetly,
"Adelaida darling, I'm sorry that Will Tray was being mean." I smiled.
"It's fine mom. I snapped!" I yelled! She laughed.
"Well join the club." Pietro said, leaning against the doorframe.
"Pietro." I said, smiling. He didn't make the initiatives cut like Starks youngest. So I had my brother with me the whole summer!
"No, it's Tony Stark. Of course it's me!" He laughed. I smiled. Pietro always knew how to make me smile. My dad hovered over his shoulder and smiled at me,
"Well Adelaida, I was hoping you'd be more of a daddy's girl."
Ambers POV
"Mom!" I yelled. I had asked about my father and she ignored me. She says she's moved on, but she hasn't dated a guy since. I don't know what her deal is. It's not like my dads some alien. He's just my dad. And I want to know who he is. Is that to much to ask for?
Well apparently it is. Because I left the house later that day to clear my head and go see Aunt Darcy. And then I was knocked out. I'm here, strapped to a chair in a colorless room, afraid of what's to come.
I'm there alone for an hour, two hours, three, four? I'm not sure. I hear footsteps and the wall seperates.
A scientist walked in with a devilish smile, the door closes behind him.
"Who are you?" I asked. He smiled, saying nothing but checking some machine that I was hooked up to.
"Who are you?" I repeated, a little louder. Silence.
"Who are you?" I yelled.
"Dr.Manek."
"Dr. Madek?"
"No, Manek." His accent was faintly German.
"Where am I?"
"H.Y.D.R.A." He hissed, he really hissed like a snake. It was unsettling to say the least.
"Why?" I asked.
"Well Amber Torianna Foster, you ever wondered about your father?"
"Of course."
"Well, Daughter of Thor, it's your lucky day."
