Chapter 10: Leaving

I stood there, not knowing what to do. Should I hug him? Should I yell at him? Would I slap him? Should I burst into hysterical tries, punch him repeatedly in the chest, and then proceed to engulfing him in a hug, telling him how much I missed him and love him?

I've never been in this situation before. How would I know how to act?

Thankfully, Abuela seemed to notice my inner turmoil.

"Lightning, I would like you to meet some old friends of mine," she said, not liking her current position. "This is Director Nick Fury," bald, black man with an eyepatch, "Agent Natasha Romanoff," short, red headed woman, "Agent Clint Barton," blonde haired man with a buzz cut, "Tony Stark," an average height man with brown hair and a goatee, "Steve Rodgers," a man with huge muscles and blonde hair, "Loki Lauyfeson," a man with slicked back black hair and some weird outfit, "and Thor Odinson." He has shoulder length blonde hair, that was currently in a half ponytail and electric blue eyes.

Looking closely at him, I could see many similarities between us. I had all of his facial features, aside from the nose and more feminine looking and the same blue eyes. Our hair would've been the same too if it wasn't for the brown I got from my mother.

"Hi," I said shyly, no wanting to show that I just happen to remember them even though it was seven years ago and I was known to lose my memories. I looked over all of their faces, and noticed Loki's looked surprised for some reason.

Oh wait a minute.

Doesn't he have mind reading powers?

The slight nod he gave me told me he did.

Please don't tell them, I thought.

Another nod. I was safe.

Thank you.

All of them said hello, varying from 'hello', 'hi', 'what's up', and a 'hello fair maiden'. I'll let your imagination figure out who said what.

"Lightning," Abuela said, "these people are here, believing you are the person they have been looking for."

"And why would I be this person?" I asked, trying to keep my cool. The last thing I need to do is make a fool of myself.

"We have reason to believe that you are the same person that broke out of a secret government facility six months back," Nick Fury told me, keeping eye contact the whole time.

"Okay, let's just say I am this girl. Where would that put me?"

"If you are the girl, you will have to pack your bags and come to live in Stark Towers with the Avengers. There you will train and learn to control your powers and emotions, each one is trained by a single Avenger."

"Why should I believe you? For all I know you are far from being who you say you are."

"Look, I know you're skeptical about this," Steve said. "But I can tell you that we are who we say we are. And if you are the girl we are looking for, it will affect all of us, not just you. But we first need to know if you truly the one we are looking for."

A lot of thoughts became jumbled in my head.

Should I trust them?

They are practically family.

Should I believe them?

Yes you should, Loki thought.

Should I go with them?

Yes, I've been longing for my family and know I can finally have them back.

Do I want to go with them?

Yes

"Okay," I said, giving in. "What do I have to do?"

"Thank you," Steve said.

"Okay Stark," Fury said, stepping closer to me. "Bring the DNA test."

Tony walked up with some sort of handheld rectangular device, typing a complicated code into it.

"Okay, this is simple enough," he stated, grabbing my hand. "I'm just going to take a bit of blood," he gestured to a prick that slide out the side. While pricking my finger, he explained everything that would be happening after it read my DNA. He also explained how it was his latest invention and brought results 100x faster then normal methods. He was in the middle of explaining something else, but a beeping interrupted him. He looked down on the screen, and a small smile came across his face, but he put on a poker face before anyone else could notice. "Well, this is her guys," he said facing them.

Smiles came upon all of their faces. They started whispering to each other, VERY quietly, may I add. I know I could easily listen in, but I don't want to invade their privacy. So I just stood there awkwardly, waiting for them to tell me what's going to happen.

Once we get back to Stark Towers, is it going to be horribly awkward? Or are they going to act like nothing ever happened and make up lost time? Are they even going to tell me that Thor is my father and that two of them are my godparents? How long did they even plan on keeping the truth from me?

"Okay Lightning," Fury said, interrupting my thoughts. "Under regular standards, one of us will have to adopt you. But, since this isn't a normal issue, all you have to do is pack your bags, we'll take care of everything else."

I nodded mutely and headed upstairs. My whole life is about to be drastically changed, again.

I opened my room door and walked in, going straight to the closet. I took out my two purple suitcases, an set them on my bed. From then on, it was an automatic trip from my bed, to my dresser, to my bed, and then to the closet. Once all of my clothes were it away, I took my backpack out and put all my other crap in it, not caring of its organized or not.

I walked downstairs to see little Travis asking Steve questions and rambling on, talking about school. I could see Steve was really enjoying himself. I remember all the times he used to do that to me. While thinking back on everything that happened, I realized I'm really going to miss this place.

"Uhh, I'm ready to go," I say to Steve, realizing that he's the only one here.

"Oh, okay," he said looking up at me. "Everyone else is outside waiting."

A simple nod from me.

"Where are you going Lightning?" Travis said walking over to me.

I kneeled down to look him in the eyes.

"I'm leaving Travis, but I promise that I will come visit you."

"You promise?" He asked, tears filling in his eyes.

"I promise." I pulled him into a hug and kissed the top of his head. "Know, go play with everyone else."

He nodded, gave me one more hug, and walked to the living room. I turned around to see Steve holding back tears. I cracked a smile and said, "Come on, Big Guy. You don't expect me to carry these bags by myself, do you?" He shook his head and chuckled, yet he still walked over and picked up both of my suitcases, leaving me to carry my backpack.

I followed him outside to see a a black SUV. He opened the trunk and put my suitcases back there before opening the back door, beckoning me inside. I took one last look to the orphanage, before climbing inside the car, letting Steve close the door.