The Hollow (An Avengers FanFiction)

Chapter Nine

Yeah, so... if you have any issues with mentions of rape, the act of rape, or even pedophiles, then maybe don't read most of this chapter. I told y'all it was going to get fucked up. 

-Bethany

It had been a few months since I had been taken into the Avengers tower. I was getting stronger and faster, but I couldn't say my relationship with the others had gotten better. 

Every time I'd run into one of them, it was as if they were walking on eggshells, but I didn't really care. I'd really only ever train with them and I'd have to help Tony with that dress, but I still didn't really care. 

"Nope, we can't let her do that," Nat said. We were in a meeting room talking about the newest mission that they knew was going to happen since about the time I had gotten there. 

"Romanoff, she's trained. She's been debriefed, she knows how to defend herself and if anything happens to her, I'll be held responsible," Phil argued with her. 

I kept thinking about the mission at hand as I didn't pay attention to their arguing. 

"So, let's get right to it," Phil said. "This is George Hales, known for running a company which creates and distributes weapons for the US military and possibly even H.Y.D.R.A.." I looked at the man on the screen. He seemed very slick with greased back gray hair, a thin face and well-built body. But, there was something off about him. "There are also several rumors that he is a--" 

"Pedophile..." I answered for him. If there was one thing I hated the most and loved killing the most were pedophiles. You didn't even have to pay me much to kill a pedophile. I once killed a pedophile for only fifty dollars. 

"No, you can't be serious," Steve intervened. 

"Logan will go as Stark's newly announced adopted daughter to a party he will be attending. She will be wearing the dress Stark has been working on for the past few months. It will have guns, knives, and other weapons hidden in it for her to use. Logan's job is to get him away from the crowd so that we don't cause an upset," Phil informed, "Then, Steve will come and arrest him, but if no one gets there in time, Logan, you defend yourself best you can. Everyone got that?"

"That's child endangerment! We can't do that!" Clint argued. 

"That's not your decision, though. I may rethink about our options if Logan opposes, but we've been going after this guy for a year now and my agents can't do it," Phil argued back. 

"I'll do it," I say as I stand up. 

"No, you're not," Nat says as she puts a hand on my shoulder. 

"Who's going to stop me? None of you guys are my parents and I pay my own taxes, my own rent, my own food. You guys aren't my parents." 

"We know, but we don't want you getting hurt," Sam said. 

"I'll be fine. Plus, not like I'll care if I get hurt."

We pulled up in a red Corvette with Tony and me in the back as Natasha pretended to be his assisstent and his bodyguard Happy drove us. I wore a pink frilly dress that Tony had been designing for me. I also wore pink bracelets around my wrists and a fake rose was in my hair. I was again being called a nine-year-old. 

"You better have that giggly child act on," Tony says discreetly as we get out of the car and onto the red carpet. 

"Oh, you know it!" I giggle like a child. 

"Mr. Stark, Ms. Stark, over here!" a reporter says. We walk over to her. "So, are you two excited to be here?" she asked. I stared her up and down discreetly.