Een marvel fanfiction waarbij wij de dochter van Tony Stark zijn, maar wij en Tony wisten niet dat we familie waren. Love interest liefst bucky of thor. De avengers ontmoeten ons op een gevecht waardoor ze erachter komen wie wij zijn.
Summary: A Marvel fanfiction where the reader is the child of Tony Stark, but neither we nor Tony know that we are family. Love interest either Bucky or Thor, The Avengers meet is during a fight where they find out who we are. Word count: 1378 Tony Stark x Child! Reader Slight Bucky Barnes x Stark! reader Masterlist (A/N: Endings? What are those? Let me know if I made a typo somewhere ^^)
“We found it. Their Quinjet's in hangar five, north runway.” Sam’s voice sounds in your left ear, comm placed securely. You were currently in Germany, fighting along the rest of Team Cap in an airfield. Clint had recommended you to Steve, having met you before when you still had trouble controlling your powers. After explaining what was going on, you had agreed to fight on their side and get Bucky to safety, willing to give up your freedom for what you thought was right. While Steve and Scott entertain Stark and his team, Bucky, Sam and you start to run through the long hallway. You do your best to keep up with the super soldier and the trained ex-soldier, slight pain under your ribs as you try to keep your breathing stable. The sight of a person in a red and blue suit catches your attention, “What the hell is that?” the soldier asks. Sam responds, “everyone’s got a gimmick now.” The suited individual starts shooting some type of web out of his wrists, slinging along the side of the building, following you until he breaks through the window. Immediately Sam gets kicked in the chest, Bucky going in for a punch only to be held back by the boy who you assume was Peter. “You have a metal arm?” he asks, “That’s awesome dude.” The boy gets interrupted as Sam flies towards him, wings expanded. While low in the air he fights with Peter, “You have the right to remain silent” he says as you jump up against the window, pushing yourself in the air to throw him off Sam. He yelps and shoots a web to the roof, continuing the fight. Peter continues to sling himself across the building, webbing at incredible speed. As Sam shoots at him while in the air you and Bucky continue to run along. “Oh god,” the boy yells as Bucky throws something sharp at him. The both of you hiding behind a pole, “Hey buddy, I think you lost this!” Peter yells before he throws it right back at you, Buck pulling you down before covering your body with his. Sam kicks the boy from his place above, before Peter shoots another web towards the roof, slipping from underneath Sam’s boots. Peter webs Sam’s wings making him fall to the ground, his wings closing. Sam yells as he prepares for the impact, quickly standing back up just to get his hands webbed stuck to the railing behind him. You slide across the floor towards Sam, standing next to him ready to fight. “Those wings carbon fibre?” The spiderman asks, “Is this stuff coming out of you?” Sam retorts. “That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that’s awesome man” “I have no idea what you’re saying man,” you say as you try to get rid of the web stuck to Sam’s hands. “I don’t know if you’ve been in a fight before but there’s usually not this much talking” Sam explains. “All right, sorry, my bad,” Peter says before he slings himself towards you and Sam, Bucky coming to stand in front of the two of you to take the impact at the last second. Bucky’s metal hand gets webbed to the floor as does your dominant one. “Guys, look, I’d love to keep this up, but I’ve only got one job here today and I’ve got to impress Mr Stark, so I’m really sorry” He tries to web you once again but before he can you use your power to throw him through the window. Bucky sighs before speaking up “you couldn’t have done that earlier?” ──────────────────────────────────────── For the rest of the battle you mostly stayed near Wanda, both your powers having some similar aspects, so teamwork was easy. Near the end you helped create a diversion so Steve and Bucky could escape, knowing you and the rest of your team most likely wouldn’t get out of this. ──────────────────────────────────────── You were right, after the two super soldiers escaped you and the others got arrested and taken to some type of prison, your cell next to Sam’s. You look up as you hear someone walk into the hall you were all situated in, Clint starts clapping “the futurist, gentlemen! The futurist is here! He sees all!” Tony starts walking towards him as he continues “He knows what’s best for you, whether you like it or not” “Give me
a break Barton,” Stark says as he walks up to the gate separating him and Clint. “I had no idea they’d put you here” you scoff “Come on.” The sound of Clint spitting echoed through the base before he responded “Yeah. Well, you knew they’d put us somewhere Tony.” Stark looks around, “Yeah, but not some super-max floating ocean pokey.” You tune out of the conversation, you didn’t regret your actions, you felt you were on the right side of history. Your life before you got your powers was boring, you were raised in an orphanage, you had only made one good friend who left only a little while after meeting you. You had kept contact, them inviting you over on weekends until you turned 18 and were forced to live on your own. The two of you had moved in together, they already had a job and could help with the bills as you adjusted to the life outside of your orphanage. When you turned 20 your powers had come to you, you were able to move things and people with your mind. It took some time to get used to it, during which Clint had found and helped you. You tuned back in when the sound of knocking reached your ears, looking up you see Tony standing on the other side of your cell. “You’re on the young side, what are you doing here?” A sarcastic smile made its way to your face, “you put us here” crossing your arms as you responded. Stark sighed, “I mean why were you with Steve, I haven’t seen you around before.” Sighing you stood up before walking closer to him, “I owed Clint, he helped me before, so here I am.” Tony took a step back, thinking about something. “What’s your name?” “y/n” “y/n what” You shrugged, “Nothing else, don’t have anyone’s name to take.” He didn’t respond, moving to Sam’s cell, asking about Captain’s location, before he started talking about helping Cap and realising, he was wrong. ──────────────────────────────────────── It’s only when everything was over, and most avengers went into hiding you heard from Tony. Steve had gotten you and the others out of jail, ready to help you go on the run. In the end, you had decided to stay in Wakanda, T’challa had opened his country for you and Barnes, as an apology, they were to help Bucky with Hydra’s brainwashing. You had quickly befriended T’challa’s sister, Shuri, the both of you were around the same age and had similar interests and humour. While staying there you and Bucky had grown closer. You had tried your best to help him come to terms with who he was and what had happened in his past. This is where yours had come up, your past, your family. Shuri had helped you look into your family, finding your mother was easy, she had ties linking her back to the orphanage, her status coming up as passed away. Your father was more difficult, it took a while to find anything linking back to him, it was only when you had contacted one of your mother’s friends you were starting to go somewhere. Your mother had a fling before you were born, one with a certain rich and handsome man. Carefully, you had gotten in contact with Stark, making sure he wouldn’t find yours or Bucky’s location. The two of you had talked and had a DNA test taken, this revealed that you were his child. He had tried to get a meeting set up, but you weren’t ready, not yet. So, you kept in contact for a few months before agreeing to meet somewhere. It was 2 weeks after agreeing that you met up, the two of you agreed to go to Europe, deciding on Paris, France, he was paying, and you couldn’t say no to that.
