Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Y/n POV
I woke up to Tony’s absence next to me. I sighed and sat up, looking over at where he was. A note was on his pillow:
At a conference at MIT today, I’ll see you after at the Avengers Compound.
I smiled and got out of bed. I put on my newest outfit I’d designed in the 2 months I’d been gone. A black leather jacket, black leggings with slight distressed areas around the knees, and 5 mood rings, 3 on my right hand, adorning my index, middle, and ring finger, then 2 on my left hand, on my index and middle finger. I didn’t know why, but it helped me harness my powers and keep them in control. So nothing like the things back in Ultron would happen again. I made my way to the new Avengers Compound vía my wings.
When I landed and got inside I immediately felt a wave of negative emotions. I saw Wanda and Steve sitting on the bed next to each other. Wanda was the center of the bad emotions. I was about to walk in when Vision walked through the wall, scaring me, “Holy shawarma!” I screeched. Steve looked at me then to Vision, Wanda looked to Vision then me, then back to Vision. “Vis, we talked about this,” she said. “This has happened more than once?” I asked, raising an eyebrow and entering the room. Steve and Wanda nodded. “Yes, but the door was open so I assumed that…” Vision began, trailing off. I chuckled, “it’s cool Vis.” “Captain Rogers wished to know when Mr. Stark was arriving,” Vision said. “Thank you, we’ll be right down,” Steve said, nodding. “I’ll... use the door. Oh, and apparently, he’s brought a guest,” Vision said, making his way towards the door. “Who?” I asked, standing up straighter. “The Secretary of State,” Vision said, then left the room.
I looked to Wanda and Steve. I sat next to Wanda and opened my arms, “come here.” She immediately accepted the embrace and wrapped her arms around me. She cried into my shoulder and I held her tightly, “shh,” I took away most of her sorrow, leaving only tiny bits. She looked at me with big eyes, staring into much soul. They flashed red and I sighed, “it’s not your fault.” “You’re still learning your powers, it’s only natural since you weren’t born with them,” I said. Her eyes flashed red again, “neither were you.” I backed away, looking at her with fear in my eyes. She looked at me, confused by my reaction. She must’ve taken that opportunity to dive deeper because she stared at me, wide eyed. “You’re... you’re his,” she began. “I think Tony’s waiting for us! Hate to keep him waiting,” I said quickly, grabbing her arm and pulling her out the door. “You’re his daughter,” she whispered in my ear. I shuddered, “as if I had a choice.” She nodded and we went to a meeting room.
“Five years ago, I had a heart attack. I dropped right in the middle of my backswing. Turned out it was the best round of my life, because after 13 hours of surgery and a triple bypass… I found something 40 years in the Army had never taught me: Perspective. The world owes the Avengers an unpayable debt. You have fought for us, protected us, risked your lives… but while a great many people see you as heroes, there are some… who would prefer the word ‘vigilantes’,” Secretary Ross said. I gripped Wanda’s hand tightly beneath the table, she didn’t look at me, but she squeezed back. “What word would you use, Mr. Secretary?” Natasha asked, leaning forward in her seat. “How about "dangerous"? What would you call a group of US-based, enhanced individuals who routinely ignore sovereign borders and inflict their will wherever they choose and who, frankly, seem unconcerned about what they leave behind?” Ross growled. I spoke up, “I don’t know what I’d call them, besides heroes with a few flaws, but I’m more worried about what you’d call the people who say that. I’d call them downright disrespectful or ungrateful, Mr. Secretary.” Everyone stared at me, Steve, Wanda, and Sam all looked at me and nodded. Tony, Natasha, and Rhodey hesitantly nodded, sending a cautious look at Secretary Ross. Vision didn’t move, just looking at the Secretary. “New York,” Ross showed a clip of a Chitauri leviathan smashing into a building and Hulk following suit.
I had enough of it, I stood up. “That was a day we saved the world, perhaps the universe. What did you do that day Secretary? Oh right! You ordered a nuke be sent to us, to KILL us all,” I growled. Tony pulled me back down into my seat, he whispered in my ear, “don’t make this worse.” I nodded shortly, suppressing the growl I wanted to unleash.
“Washington D.C,” Ross showed an incident with the Helicarriers. “Sokovia,” he showed the video from Ultron. There was a clip of me in Korea, attempting to harm the Avengers. I froze up and went in “lockdown mode”. Lockdown mode was when I lost all emotion in my mind and dwelled on it internally. I sucked all the negativity from everyone in the room. I vaguely heard Ross’ voice. “Lagos,” a video of the building falling, an injured girl looking in the camera. “That’s enough?” Steve said, noticing Wanda’s distress. The video played a bit longer, “he said enough!” I snarled. The video ended. Ross looked at me, a glare in his eyes. “For the past four years, you've operated with unlimited power and no supervision. That's an arrangement the governments of the world can no longer tolerate. But I think we have a solution,” Ross said, sliding a stack of papers towards us. “The Sokovia Accords, approved by 117 countries... it states that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organization. Instead, they'll operate under the supervision of a United Nations panel, only when and if that panel deems it necessary,” Ross explained. I glared at him as he looked at me and said, “that means no more private missions, L/n.” I snarled, “then does it state the Panel must follow our terms of what we deem necessary in their judgement? Just so it’s fair.” Tony laughed quietly, Wanda was suppressing her laughter, Sam was laughing out loud, Rhodey was chuckling, Natasha smirked, and Steve broke into a small grin. Vision smirked and chuckled quietly, hoping nobody would notice. “Last chance, Y/n. Next time I have to keep you in check, you’re out and off the team,” Ross growled and everyone shut up. But I knew they could see the mischievous glint in my eyes.