A/N: after last chapter I had no idea where I was going to go but a thought struck me in the shower and it was the best I had to go on so enjoy.

Disclaimer: did you really think a fanfiction author owned marvel?

Her father was gone.

Orna didn't want to believe it but it was true. The one person in her life that cared about her, no matter how he came across, was gone.

She has always found it hard to trust, hard to believe, but she'd always wanted family. She even thought that if she did everything right Acheron may even consider her family (she had never been so wrong). But her father, he was her wasall
she had.

But she would not let the pain stop her. In fact she barely even considered the pain, she hid it so well. She was an assassin, emotions didn't come easy to her. So she trained, and she trained, and she trained.

She never stopped training, she barely ate, she barely slept, she had showered maybe once in the 2 weeks her father had been missing. Because if she stopped training for 1 second, if she stopped moving, then she had time to think. She didn't want

to think, it brought back all the pain and misery of her fathers disappearance. Even Pepper was worried.

So much so in fact, that she barged into the training room like 100 stampeding elephants and demanded that Orna rest, or at least take a nap.

And surprisingly Orna agreed, she was too exhausted to do anything but agree and let Pepper pull her to the sofa, wrap a blanket around her, and drift off into a fitful sleep.

She was in pain.

Her legs were burning she couldn't move, she wanted to cry, she wanted her dad, but there was no one.

Suddenly, a man appeared, he had blonde hair and blue eyes and he was devastatingly handsome. He spoke to her as if through water.

"Orna, Orna wake up, please" he seemed to be crying "please don't be dead Orna, your father will kill you if your dead"

She wanted to respond, to tell him all was well. She felt some kind of need to comfort him, even though she had never met him. He seemed so sad, so alone, floating in the abyss above her, seemingly oblivious to the darkness surrounding them.

So for the handsome stranger, begging her to wake, she did.

Ornas eyes flew open. She hadn't had a new vision in 2 years, and this one seemed different, her visions were normally silent. And they had never tried to talk to her before.

Then it hit her. This was it. This was the answer. She had never used her powers for good, and this was her chance.

She was going to find her father, well her powers were.

But first she had to make a phone call, to the man who had changed her life, the man who had brought her to Tony. Her second father that no one knew about.

Phil Coulson.

"YOUR A WORTHLESS FREAK, ORACLE, NOW DO WHAT YOUR TOLD"

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"I PAID YOUR MOTHER ALOT OF MONEY WHEN YOU WERE A BABY FOR YOU TO BECOME MY PROTÉGÉE NOT SOME DISOBEDIENT SCUM"

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"GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER FREAK OR YOU'LL NEVER BE PART OF THE FAMILY"

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It was the same every other week. She was dragged outside, tied to a post and whipped, all the while master verbally abused her.

It wasn't fair, none of the others had to suffer through whippings unless they were being severely punished. But for her they just said it was to toughen her up. So she didn't crack under torture or something. But it still hurt.

Out of the blue, a shot was fired, then another, then another.

"ATTACK! THEIR ATTACKING THE GUILD!" Someone shouted.

No one had time to draw weapons, they were all shot down. She watched them all fall, Acheron and his assistant Kay who had tortured her so many times. David, sams old mentor, lucien, the fat guy who could hardly manage one sit up in group training. Everyone who had ever ruined her life in someway fell to the floor, dead.

She cowered in fear as a man approached her. He was dressed in full black and there was some kind of gas mask over his face. When he was perhaps a foot away from her he crouched down and undid the cuffs from the whipping post, then he removed his masked, he was middle aged with watery blue eyes and laughter lines covering his face. He looked kind, but so had Kay when she had first met him.

But then he said the 8 words that changed her life completely.

" we're gonna get you out of here, okay?"

That was the day she was rescued by shield, or more importantly Phil, before she was handed over to Tony.

Just before the trial where she first met her father Phil had given her a number and told her that if she ever needed anything to just call that number and he would help. She had never called the number in 8 years, because no matter how distanced

her and her father for at times, she was well and truly happy. But now she was desperate, and she had no where else to turn.

The phone started to ring.

"Hello this is Phil Coulson, who am I speaking to?"

"Phil it's me, Orna. Are shield searching for my dad?"

"Orna, I promise you that we are doing everything we can, and if there is anything we find you will be the first to know."

"No that's not why I'm calling, I think I can find him"

A/N: Ooh a cliff hanger, I've always wanted to write one of those, I had originally meant to make this chapter longer, but I ran out of ideas. Sorry.

Well anyway next chapter we see a bit of shield and I'm gonna do some jk Rowling shit and link a load of stuff up like a spiders web (or I'm gonna at least try) so get comfortable it's gonna get bumpy.

Tell me what you think, I'll never know if I'm crap if you don't tell me ;) see you next chapter xx