S.S: Sorry this took so long to get out. I had some difficulties liking the ending and I’m still not a huge fan of it so sorry.... Anyways hope you enjoy, at least a little bit.
After a few days of travel, the familiar look of my childhood home came into view. The gravel road leading to the house lined with sunflowers taller than me. Though the memories were not amazing, it was home and it felt nice.
I approached the door carefully, hesitating before knocking against the wooden door. It was a few minutes before the door swung open revealing my mother, tears in her eyes, and my father standing behind her a dark look across his features, adorned in his work uniform with a familiar symbol hidden under his pocket flap.
Almost immediately I was pulled into a hug, the scent of herbs, wood and mint overwhelmed my senses. The feeling of my mother fraile arms wrapped around my torso brought tears to my eyes.
“My little Sunflower! I'm so glad you're home! I haven't seen you in ages! You've grown so much,” the age was evident in her voice as she held me at arms length taking me in.
“I'm happy to be home too momma. I'm laying low for a while and I couldn't think of anywhere else to go.” I smiled as she pulled me into the house.
“If you’re laying low you should've gone somewhere else. You're putting your family into danger by coming here.” my father sneered, his signature frown etched onto his face.
“ There won't be any harm to you. A mistake happened during a mission. I just need to stay away from the public eye until it's sorted and dies down.”
“What happened? Do you need to talk about it?” The pure love pouring from my mother overshadowed the darkness that radiated from my father.
“That’s the thing. I don't know what happened. I can't remember anything.” I shook my head.
“It’ll be alright honey. They’ll figure it out.” the words of reassurance caused tears to blur my vision. “Let's get you some food, you looked starved.”
After a filling meal, a catch up with mom and a slice of cake I made my way up to my old bedroom. It was pristine and untouched. My bed was perfectly made with the baby blue sheets and the dark purple comforter that I loved when I had been younger. My stuffed animals lined my wall, pictures that I had colored and drawn plastered above them. It was so normal. I was quick to snuggle into bed turning off the lamp on my nightstand shrouding the room in moonlight.
The sweat dripped down my temple as I sat up abruptly, the vision of people strewn across the street plagued my mind. The moonlight shone in through the trees creating an odd pattern on the floor as I tried to calm my erratic heartbeat from the nightmare.
Tossing off the covers of my bed, my bare feet met the fuzzy carpet next to my bed, a comfortable contrast to the wooden floor. I made my way quietly down the hall and downstairs to the kitchen only to see my father silhouette sitting in the dark. A pin flipped in his hand was quickly hidden away when the floor creaked under my step.
“Why are you up?” my voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to wake up mom. He swirled his glass of what I assumed was alcohol, considering I could smell it from where I stood.
“I could ask you the same thing.” He replied downing the rest of the liquid.
“Just a nightmare. Nothing really.”
“Hmm. Well then you can say I’m up because of a nightmare as well. A living breathing one that is living amongst us.” His tone was low and threatening. “I saw what happened. It’s everywhere.”
My heart sunk. Of course it would be. It was a huge mistake done by one of the most famous groups of heroes.
“I don’t know what happened. It wasn’t me controlling that.” I defended myself quietly.
“It doesn’t matter, you’re still the monster that you were when you left here. You will never be anywhere near a hero. Especially not after that.” his words stabbed me after each syllable.
“I wasn’t in control. It wasn’t me.”
“It doesn't matter. It is you, doesn’t matter whose fault it was. It’s on you. Maybe it is good that you left. Your new representation would ruin the Avengers.”
“It wasn't me! I am a good person!” I cried, his words finally striking a nerve.
“No, you aren’t! You just showed the world the Ungrateful little fucking Monster that you truly are! The avengers don't need you. They don't want you. You are nothing but the dirt under their shoes.” his voice echoed through the empty kitchen. “If you go back even after all this dies down, sooner or later you’ll disappoint them all over again!”
His body towered over me his face inches away from mine with complete and under hatred written across his features. Tears streamed down mine as I stared into his cold and dead eyes, something that was a staple to his being, something familiar from somewhere other than home.
“Then maybe I should just fall off the face of the Earth.” I suggested quietly.
“It wouldn't be the worst idea. You wouldn’t be any more trouble to everyone. We’d be free of you, free to live a life without fear.” he said, his voice low and dark.
“You know, there will always be fear, it just depends on what fear you focus on.” a familiar voice spoke up from behind my father's looming figure. “Even if she’s out of your life, off the face of the Earth there will be threats and we would lose someone who can stop them.”
My father stepped aside turning around to face the voice meeting the steely looks of Nat, Sam and Bucky. Immediately he shrunk away from the confrontation. The three looked towards me, each with a small smile across their face.
“When you run away you’re supposed to go somewhere that isn’t familiar to you or anyone around you.” Nat jokes, stepping forwards and wrapping me in a hug. I was quick to move from her arms, receiving a confused look on her end.
“What are you doing here? I'm not going to go back if you're just going to put me in jail.”
“We’re not gonna put you in jail Doll. Tony found that there was a device that sent out a specific frequency that messed with your powers causing your outburst.” Bucky spoke up, explaining the situation.
“We brought it to the press and the officials and they found that it was a mistake. You’ll have to do some press conferences and we have already started looking for solutions to the issue. You can come back without too many consequences.” Sam smiled brightly.
“That’s nice and all but the fact is that I still caused damage and there's always the chance it’ll happen again.” I reminded them sullenly, sinking into myself.
“We all have caused damage in this line of work. That doesn't mean we quit. WE keep fighting to prevent it from happening again. Mistakes happen. If it happens again then we’ll deal with it, but right now the world could use another hero.” Nat persuaded, the plea evendient in her soft voice.
“Alright. I’ll come home. But for now I need to take a break. Be with my mom, just for a little bit.” I gave a small smile to the three hoping they would understand.
“Of course. Take a little bit of time. We’ll try and keep the press off your trail.” Sam reassured.
I smiled, a silent thanks, and watched as they smiled back and left. My father sulked in the dark.
“You’re just a bomb waiting to explode.” his voice was dark and menacing.
“And you are just an Asshole wishing that you could've been something more in life. Instead you're jealous of your daughter and so you sabotage her life only for it to backfire.” I said before turning to him. The look of shock crossed his features.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” he stammered as his back hit the wall.
“Sure. The Hydra symbol hidden on your clothes, the pin that you flipped between your fingers earlier. You’re cold dead eyes are so recognizable. I know it was you. Only you would know how to set my powers off.”
The look of pure terror was in his eyes and my fist began to glow.
“Is it true?” the quiet voice of my mother came from the stairs. “Do you work with Hydra? Are you trying to kill my daughter?”
“No! I would never!” he testified as he looked at her tired eyes through the darkness. I grasped his hand, releasing the pin that signified his alliance with Hydra. I quickly sent a message to NAt to turn around and come back.
“Don't lie to her. You’ve hurt her enough in your lifetime.” I said tossing the pin into the trash. Tears shone in my mother's eyes as I tied his hands using ripped plastic bags. His eyes still held the cold deadness to them, barely showing any emotion.
“You weren't worth being married to. I hope you can get that through your messed up brain.” he sneered to my mother, breaking her heart more than before.
A knock broke the tense silence that had fallen upon the room. My mother opened the door to the previous company of the three Avengers, each had a hard unreadable look as they entered. BUkcy picked my father up from the floor by the collar of his shirt, a low growl came from his throat as he gave my father a look that could kill.
“Search the house. There's gotta be evidence around here somewhere.” I stated. NAt and Sam nodded as Bucky hauled my father to the QuinJet. I turned to my mother who was standing in the middle of the kitchen lost in her thoughts.
“I'm sorry my little Sunflower. I should've seen it.” she whispered, her tearful eyes meeting mine.
“It’s not your fault. Hydra is good at keeping their secrets. You can't tell who's working for who nowadays and it's terrifying. Why don't you come back to the compound with us just for a while until things can calm down a bit and begin to feel a little more normal.” I suggest squeezing her in a hug. I felt her wrap her arms around my waist and nod against my shoulder.
Someone cleared their thoat breaking the moment. I turned to see Sam standing behind me with materials to build a device “hidden” in a box. With that The four of us joined Bucky and my father on the QuinJet and headed back to the compound.
Eventually the evidence was placed under Shield custody and my name was clean again, minus the few damages done. My mother stayed on compound grounds in a little cottage just to the side and things went back to as normal as they could be.
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S.S: sorry it kinda sucks.... not too proud of this one. ANyways as always thanks for reading and never be afraid to request and I’ll do my best to write something for ya!
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