A New Perspective
Surveying the area, you noticed Wanda was nowhere to be seen. Between all the fighting and gunfire, she had managed to escape your sight. Before you could sense your surroundings, a red haze clouded your vision. Your heart began to race, your body jerking every which way. You turned to see Wanda staring at you wide-eyed, covering her mouth, before you were consumed by the very thing you were trying to forget; who you are, what you are.
The world turned black as a mind-splitting scream filled your ears. You were no longer in a dingy shipyard, but instead standing before the burnt corpses of your parents in an empty field. If their memory didn’t haunt you every moment of your life, you wouldn’t have recognized their scorched faces. “It’s time you were told the truth (Y/N),” your mother spoke softly. “We should’ve told you and your sister years ago, but things didn’t turn out the way we expected,” your father joked.
“Your sister and you are adopted; you were left at our doorstep, with a note. We were to protect you with our lives, which is exactly what we did,” he continued, as what was left of his hand gripped yours. “It’s time you met your parents.” You opened your mouth to interrupt but a harsh wind cut you off. Their charred bodies dissolved into the wind before your very eyes.
“No, please. Come back, I-I… I need to apologize, I need to explain,” you screamed over the wind to no avail. Dropping to your knees, you slumped in defeat. “Now child, no need to cry,” a silk-like voice soothed, as you broke down in tears. Forcing your tear-streaked face to look up, you stared at the two figures before you.
A young-looking female, with skin as almost as white as snow, dressed in unusual garb, stood gracefully before you. The man next to her had similar clothes on, his skin tinged with a hint of blue. His violet eyes bored into yours, holding a look of love. “You’re not human, what are you?” You questioned, forcing yourself to your feet. “We are of a different race, far away from the world you know as Earth. Our race has long been extinct, at least that’s what others believe,” the girl chuckled. “There are two remaining descendants, yet even they do not know the truth.” Her lime green orbs seemed to be analyzing not only your appearance, but your entire existence.
“(Y/N), you and your sister will be in constant danger, if your true identity is revealed.” “Are you saying Evelyn and I; are the last of some dying breed?” The disbelief in your voice was evident to say the least. “Precisely.” “You lie; Evelyn has been dead for years,” you spat with venom laced between your words. This caused the couple to laugh, their eyes twinkling. “As her mother, I think I would know if she was dead,” she laughed lightheartedly. “Evelyn is still alive, just as you are,” the man cooed, wrapping his arm around you.
Glancing at your arm, you watched your skin begin to change, a light blue spreading through your epidermis. “You will remain in the form of a human. There is a spell placed upon you and your sister, in order to protect you,” he explained, pulling away. As his touch left you, your skin reverted back to its normal composition.
Shaking your head, you refocused your thoughts on Evelyn.
Alive? Evelyn was alive after all these years? “But that means, you’re-” “Your parents, yes. We have been dead for years; it is our fault as to why things turn out this way. We are using the power of the Mind Stone that was embedded into Wanda to relay this information. (Y/N), you must find your sister and most of all you must-”
“-rise and shine,” Steve’s voice teased as he shook your bundled form onto the sofa. Groaning, you swatted a hand out in the direction of his voice, before snuggling deeper into the blankets. “Come on (Y/N), you’ve been asleep for two days, we need you,” he complained, sitting next to you.
A few moments passed before you bothered to open your eyes. “What happened?” “Well the twins made fools of us, Ultron made off with the vibranium, the Hulk made an appearance and apparently Hawkeye has a family. You’re currently crashing on his couch,” he relayed. Closing your eyes once more, you rubbed your face, freezing when you smelt something burnt. Glancing at your hand you noticed a black hand-print covering the top of your hand. “So it is true,” you cursed, your mind racing through what you thought was a dream.
Sitting up, you wiggled out of the blanket and stretched. Casually lifting your shirt up, you checked to see how your bullet wound had healed while you were hallucinating. “Where’s Thor?” “He took off, saying he saw something in his dream,” he shrugged, his gaze directed at the floor. He stood up offering you a hand. Plastering a fake smile on, you let him pull you up with ease, before walking into the kitchen. All remaining eyes shifted to you the moment you walked in.
“So this is the new recruit,” a deep voice commented. Glancing to the right, you saw a sole piercing eye analyze you from the shadows. The dark figure revealed himself, before leaning against the counter with a glass in his hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you kid.” “Not sure if that’s a good thing,” you scoffed, staying by Steve’s side. “You’ve managed to help these twerps out, which is more than I can ask for, considering our situation.” “I haven’t done much, just more than what I would be doing in a cell,” you shrugged, finding a sudden interest in the floor. “She’s helped where it counted most,” Steve insisted, gripping your shoulder.
Gently brushing his hand off, you walked back to the couch. Curling up into a ball, you began to question everything you knew. Evelyn had been alive this whole time? Were you really not human? It felt like a dream, but the mark… Holding your hand up, you studied the dark particles smeared against your hand. What were they trying to tell you? Keep your identity a secret; find your sister and then what? None of this made sense! “Ughhh!” Rolling over, you buried your face into the cushion.
“(Y/N), let’s go. We’re going to Seoul,” Natasha barked, already suiting up. Scrambling off the couch, you ran after the redhead, praying she wouldn’t leave you behind.
Evelyn was going to have to wait.