*Waves white flag in surrender* I'M SOORY, I'M SORRY! I don't know why I haven't updated to be honest. Laziness? School? Meh…let's go ahead and blame it on school :)
Me: I clearly own the Avengers…
Avengers: *glare*
Stan Lee: *glare*
Joss Whedon: *glare*
Me: *coughs awkwardly* Can no one take a joke anymore? Well, I own the Golden Trio! :D
Lily: No you don't.
Me: Huh?
Parker: We bought ourselves *holds up contract*
Me: *facepalm*
Avengerlicious - Thank you! :) I guess you'll just have to wait and see.
Noodle Fanatic - Short. Blonde. And a lot like my siblings. Proofs…grrr…
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In our increasingly secular society, with so many disparate gods and different faiths, superhero films present a unique canvas upon which our shared hopes, dreams and apocalyptic nightmares can be projected and played out.
-Tom Hiddleston
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"I'm still not saying a word!"
"Then I'll continue to persuade you."
"The whole world is depending on me and you seriously think I'm going to talk?"
"I'll make you."
"And can poke me, prod me, and do any more tests you can possibly think of, but I will NOT, I repeat NOT tell you my origins!"
"So be it."
Parker woke up with a scream. She felt tears streaming down her face. It was dark. She could see only a few rays of sunlight seeping through her curtains. This was enough to tell that there were people standing in her room. Parker felt someone lay a hand on her shoulder. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" The window exploded in a flurry of glass. She let the tears run. She continued to sob and buried her face in her arms.
"Marie," said Steve, "it's okay. It's just me, Tony, and Clint. You're okay."
"What was it?" asked Tony. "Why were you screaming bloody murder?"
"Stark," Clint warned.
"I don't want to talk about it. No. I REFUSE to talk about it."
"Parker, I'm going to put my hand on your shoulder." Steve warned her before doing it again this time, not wanting anything else to break. He placed his hand on her shoulder and she winced. He pulled her into a hug and she continued her crying. "Sh. It's okay. No one is going to hurt you. You okay, shh…Calm down."
Parker jolted up and down with her unsteady, sharp breaths. Soon, her breathing normalized and she was asleep once more. Steve laid Parker back down in her bed. "What was that all about?" asked Tony. "What kind of nightmare was that?"
Steve sighed. "She is probably going to kill me for telling you this, but it was a battle she had. A small one for the rest of the world, but the biggest for her. She was eighteen. She had been kidnapped and interrogated. She tells me the man wanted her backstory, her origins. She won't even tell ME her history." He shook his head. "I've asked Lily and Elizabeth, but they refuse to say."
"So basically she's living a secret?" asked Clint.
Steve paused. "Yes."
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Parker woke up from her nap and looked around. There was no window, but the shards of glass had been cleaned up. She got out of bed and reached for the doorknob. Curse the person who made the doors have the handle in pretty much the middle of the door. She jumped up and managed to reach it. Parker went out into the hallway and began to walk to the kitchen.
She opened the door and saw Lily and Elizabeth sitting at the table. They were talking but stopped when Parker walked in. "Do you think they might know her—" They both looked down at the four year old/twenty-three year old. Lily went over and scooped up Parker into her arms. "Wow, you ARE light!" she said. Lily went back to her seat and Parker sat on her lap.
"I heard you having…the nightmare," Elizabeth hesitantly said. Parker nodded. "Do they know anything about what happened?"
Parker shook her head. "Not that I know of."
"Are you okay though?" wondered Lily. "I heard something smash."
"My window broke, but none of the glass got me. No injuries."
"Good."
There was an awkward pause. "I'm hungry," Parker said quietly. Elizabeth smiled. She got up and opened a cupboard.
"Pretzels?"
"Yeah." Elizabeth poured some into a small bowl and handed it to Parker. She reached in and took a handful for herself. "Guys," Parker said. They looked at her. "You know I'm gonna…loose my memories…right?" Lily nodded.
"Bruce told us. Why?"
"Well, if after a month I'm still…fun-sized…then there's a box in my room. On the top of my shelf on the left side of my door once you walk in, you'll see it. Take it down and give it to Steve. The whole team and you guys are aloud to see it, but give it to Steve first. You can't open it until then. It's important."
Elizabeth nodded. "We will." Parker continued to eat her pretzels. When they were gone, Lily set down Parker on the ground. Parker went out of the room and went back into her room. She pulled out a step stool from the closet and put it up. She went on the highest step and reached up to the box she had spoken of earlier. She took it down and placed it on her bed. Parker took off the lid and pulled out an iPod touch. She plugged in earbuds and began to listen to the theme song of her favorite movie as a teenager. She hadn't opened the box since a year after she met Steve. She'd tried to refrain from opening it, but with all that was going on, she needed something from her life before it went crazy.