*i leave and drive to the airport and straight up fly off to a vacation home in London*
*I land and get to the house and have JARVIS wipe the files so no one knows where i am. i want to be left alone*
*I wallow for a few weeks, avoiding the real world*
*one day i wake up not in my bed but tied to a chair*
me: zip ties? really? that's not very nice.
Rumlow: Always the dramatic
me: Rumlow? what's going on?
Rumlow: circus freaks wanted you-
???: Rumlow-
R: ...
me: Well i'm going to shoot in the dark and say this isn't shield. so you're a double agent? I mean no offense if i sound surprised, you are pierce's golden boy. *licks lips* can't say i would have picked shield without aunt peg, but seriously where are we? Russians? Middle East?
R: Hydra.
me: *laughs*
R: *starts choking me*
???: *yells something in russian*
me: huh. *catches breath*b cute new haircut, an even cuter temper- you know you'd really be my type if you didn't decide to go for the Hitler aesthetic.
r: *laughs* and you're much more interested in the star spangled man with a plan?
me: boring to hear your info is so outdated. bc minute i thought i was dealing with a real threat. *makes pouty face and quietly gets out of zip ties using a mini saw in my bracelet*
r: you broke up?
me: yes, yes, a tragedy. I am very upset.
r: ...
me: what's got you speechless? i've never heard you shut up.
r: pleasant as always y/n. Maybe i will catch you later.
me: love you Broc! *makes kissy face*
???: *enters*
me: now what's a pretty girl like you doing here?
wanda: revenge, Ms. stark. *hands start glowing*
me: what the fu-
w: *goes into my head* welcome to the panic room
*i see my worst fears, tony and peggy telling me that i am not good enough- my parents (who i only really know from pics) telling me that i am not worthy of the stark name, and slowly we go back into my memories, steve being a control freak (and in hindsight a bit emotionally abusive), the many times tony has "died", Nat's betrayal, Peggy's diagnosis, the moments she forgets who i am, tony falling into the gutter over and over.*
me: *crying, breaking, you get the picture*
wanda: *feels some remorse when we get to the last part, magic slips up*
me: *blacks out*
wanda: *curses in sokovian*
pietro: wanda! what did you do?!
*ffw: i am lazy asf*
I lost all my memories
They used the mind stone like a light switch to bring me out of a coma, i now have gravity manipulation powers— so that's cool.
Pietro, Wanda, and I are close. They told me that they just found me => my spy instincts called BS bc thankfully i still have those => wanda came out with it but we're all good rn, i have nothing to miss.
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Fanfiction(Bi fem) Reader x Natasha Romanoff POV where y/n is Tony stark's little sister