Hey! I was reading another Avengers fan fiction about how Tony was being framed for killing Hammer, and he, Pepper, Bruce and Rhodey were living in one of his many vacation homes after Bruce got Tony out of S.H.E.I.L.D.'s 'jail'. If anyone knows the author or title, please message me!
I don't own Marvel. Oh well. . .
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Tony's voice rang through the house, bringing me back to reality. I went down to the living room, and saw Tony and Bruce sitting on the couch, and Pepper was making food.
"Good to see you again, Taylor." Bruce greeted. I sat down on the couch, and looked at Tony. "Where do you have cuts, or anything that might get infected?" Bruce asked.
"I, uh, took care of them already, uh, thanks." I responded.
"It looked like she had a big cut on her left calf, and stomach." Tony said. I shot him an 'if-looks-could-kill' glare, and turned to Bruce.
"Can you excuse us for a minute?" I questioned.
"Yea, I'll be on the porch." Bruce responded. Once he left I turned to Tony.
"I took care of it, Bruce doesn't need to help." I hissed.
"Really? When we got you, you couldn't walk down to the jet without being tired. You don't need to hide that you are hurt." Tony responded
"I'm not, though." I corrected, and continued, "I have been in a white room for months, and I would like a say of what's happening to me."
Pepper came over with some soup, and while I was distracted, Tony pulled my pant leg up.
"What the hell?" He questioned. Pepper looked and gasped.
"Taylor! When you came in, you were bleeding, and now there isn't even a scar!" She acknowledged.
There was a knife in my calf. I could feel the blood oozing down my leg. Stryker pulled the knife out and put it back on the table. I saw blood on the floor and on the knife.
"It worked" Stryker murmured.
He typed something on the computer, and turned back to me. The pain was disappearing, and I could feel my body healing itself.
"More tests, make sure it works." Stryker commanded as he left the room.
The memory went as fast as it came. I stared into Tony's concerned eyes, and Pepper's shocked face. I got up, and went to my room. I went into my bed and laid there, curled up in a ball. Every time I shut my eyes, I saw the room where Stryker and his men made my life a living hell.
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I practically locked myself in my room for a month, only coming out when I was sure that no one was in the kitchen. Neither Tony nor Pepper questioned why I didn't have even have a scratch, but I overheard Tony telling Pepper that I was a mutant. I was surprised that he kept his mouth closed for this long, but I was going to tell Pepper anyway. I had read the computer, and found out the Stryker was currently in Russia, at the N.N.S. building that I used to work for. I had planned the entire month I was back that I would go and destroy the last important N.N.S. company building. I changed into a S.H.E.I.L.D. outfit that I had, and laced up a pair of boots. I thought of the company and immediately felt a change in my surroundings. I looked up the hall and saw a young officer coming. I teleported behind him, and kicked his legs out. I drew out a gun, and pointed it at him.
"Where is Stryker?" I growled.
"In the meeting room, number P23." The man said with wide eyes. I shot him and made my way to P23.
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The door blew in with such force that the hinges fell off. The scorched door lay at the feet of exactly the person I wanted to see.
"Stryker, fancy seeing you here" I mocked. Stryker looked like a deer in headlights, and I took advantage of the time. I jumped on him and with my left hand, took out a knife and held it against his throat. The room engulfed in flames, and the other officers who were in there were stuck.
"Stryker, you don't take a powerful mutant, and lock them up." I sneered, "I think that they would go after you, don't you? I could kill you right now, and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it. So my final question for you is; knife or fire?"
Stryker's eyes flashed anger, but didn't move so he wouldn't slit his own throat. "I will not be killed by a mutant. You see, they already tried, but I had people to help me out of that corner."
"You think any of these cowards will save you?" I questioned as I motioned to the cowering group of people in the corner of the burning room. "They can't even save themselves."
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I finished my shower, and changed into a pair of grey yoga leggings, and a pink sweatshirt with grey letters that said 'I love New York'. I blew dried my hair, and the curls bounced playfully with each step I took. After I killed Stryker, I burnt the rest of the building, so there was not so much as a wall standing. I was relieved that no other mutant would be scared of him, but I knew there may be another man or woman like him, but I promised myself that I would be prepared. I walked down to the kitchen, and saw that there were some S.H.E.I.L.D. vehicles in the driveway. I didn't want to be in a meeting with the other Avengers, so I quickly grabbed a container of 'easy-mac' and threw it in the microwave. I heard the door to Tony's lab open, and someone come up the stairs. Deciding that I wouldn't leave my food, I staid where I was.
"Hey! Taylor! The Avengers came earlier and Tony wanted to tell you to that you were invited down, but you weren't home." Pepper said cheerfully.
My food finished, and I grabbed it while replying "No thanks, Pepper." Pepper looked at me, and I realized I didn't have a choice. Grumbling, I put my food down and went down the stairs. I punched the code in and walked in.
"You summoned me?" I questioned. Bruce and Tony were sitting on the couch, Steve was sitting on a chair, Thor was sitting on another chair, Logan was leaning against the wall, Clint and Natasha were sitting on a table, Fury was standing in front of them, and a man who looked my age was sitting on a stool.
"Taylor! We have a newbie to introduce you to!" Tony shouted, strutting over to me. "This is Peter, aka Spidy!" Tony announced, motioning to the new face.
"Hi." I said, and smiled at Peter.
"It's good to see you back in the world, Taylor." Fury greeted, but turned to me so I could only hear. "I want to talk to you after this."
"Why? I have things to do, Pepper made me come down, I didn't want to come, truthfully." I responded.
"We need to know if you know why you were taken." Fury answered.
"And why is that your business?" I snapped, getting louder.
"For the safety –" Fury began, but I cut him off.
"Because they wanted an 'ultimate weapon' type of thing. Mixing Logan's DNA and mine could, did, make a much more powerful mutant than one of us could be." Noticing the blank stares I was getting from the team, I added, "I'm a mutant."