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The Spider and The Baby Widow

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Parings: Natasha Romanoff x teen!reader x Bucky Barnes x eventaul! Peter Parker x reader 

Warnings: None, some bad language and mentions of being a test subject

 Word Count: 1.4k 

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The meeting room was quiet except for the soft rustling of papers. Fury had just called the team out on a mission to a hydra base deep in Europe, where they were holding killer serums hostage, the mission being to get in and grab it, and get out. Bruce would then test on out and figure out what it does,

“Wheels up in 24 hours.” Fury stated before heading out of the meeting room leaving the avengers to talk amongst themselves.

Tony frowned and looked around at his friends and teammates. “So we go in, get the serums and scidattle.” 

“Well, any plan if they have hostages?”  Natasha adds leaning her head into the palm of her hands

“How do we know they do?” Steve added

“It’s Hydra. They could be training the next group of winter soldiers down there for all we know.” Bucky frowned, letting his eyes gaze across the room.

Most of the team nodded knowing he was more than likely right.. 

“Well, I guess we’ll know when we get there.. We don’t know how old they are or how many there are.. So we’ve gotta be careful-” Wanda hummed 

Steve jumped in “We also don’t know the amount of guards that will be there.. So we have to remember that.” 

Natasha pushed her chair back and stood up “We can figure out more factors tomorrow no?” she hummed.

The others nodded in agreement also standing up, shuffling papers and stapling them together as each one headed out and headed to their respective rooms, 

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White. All you could see was the color white, white walls, white chairs and white coats. You gently pulled, trying to lift your arms up but they were stopped by a force of leather, you stared at the leather cuffs for a moment before trying to lift your legs.

 “What.. the hell?” you stared at the leather that held your legs down as well but to no avail. You leaned your head back as you tried to remember how you got here. 

You remember rooting through the trash, looking for something to eat.. Before you were taken by strong men.. Pulling you through a forest like a rag doll. 

You remembered the needles, the pain.. Oh the pain, it was so excruciating, that you shuddered just thinking about it. You were pulled out of your thoughts when the door was slammed open by a man in a uniform with an octopus patch on it. Wait.. you’ve seen that before.. Oh. Hydra. 

“Well, well, well…if it isn't the kid we’ve been looking for. Y/n.” his voice felt like needles piercing your ears.

“You’ll notice that we’ve injected a few test serums into your bloodstream. These are to help create you to be the strongest version of a Hydra Soldier we’ve ever created.” he smirked and walked closer, taking your chin in his hand and tilted it around a few different directions as if to study you. 

 You pulled your chin out of his grip and growled “Leave me alone.” you tugged violently on the leather straps again. The only thing you could think of was getting yourself free. He just chuckled and watched you with a smug grin 

“Going somewhe..'' his sentence was cut short as alarms sounded through the area. “SHIT” he yelled before running out of the room leaving you behind. You didn't know what was going on, so you tried to tug yourself free, eventually breaking through the straps noticing the red burns on your wrist from tugging and pulling.

Explosions started sounding off outside and you shuddered quietly, running to the door banging on it as hard as you could. Banging and pounding against the door screaming for your life. “Help! Somebody help! Get me out of here!” tears started to well up in your eyes as you continued banging on the door. 

Finally someone was on the other side and used what sounded like a gunshot to knock the lock off, before slamming the door open, revealing a red headed woman and a brunette male, one you recognized as the black widow, who always appeared on the news and the other as the ex winter soldier.

The Black Widow's gaze softened when she saw you. “I found a hostage.” The person she was talking to must’ve said something back because  she nodded. You wondered who she was talking to. 

You couldn't dwell on it too long before another explosion sounded off and you darted out running, the red head hot on your heels, you were sure the brunette was close behind as well. 

She tackled you to the ground and had you pinned there while she studied your face. “I need you to come with me.” she spoke assertively as you wiggled and squirmed underneath her 

“Let me go! Crazy bitch-” She frowned and sighed “Look kid, I'm not crazy but i have to take you back to the quinjet, you are under a very watchful eye. Would you like to be safe or not?” she yelled out causing you to stop moving and grunt.

Silently you shoved her off you with more force than necessary, getting up and brushing yourself off, crossing your arms and looking at the two. The red head got up and looked at you questionably 

“Well are you going to take me to the quinjet or do I have to find it myself?” The brunette rolled his eyes and The black widow chuckled and nodded before starting her way out of the massive building. 

The rest of the who you assumed to be their “team” were seated in their respective spots and Captain America gave you his disappointed look. 

You rolled your eyes and sighed “Hello to you too captain spangled ass.” Natasha sighed and directed you to a seat leaving you to buckle yourself in. 

The quinjet took off and you leaned your head back before choosing to watch the people around you. They mostly looked un hurt except for a few burns on their ‘costumes’. You didn't know what else to call them. They all looked ridiculous in your opinion. 

Soon, the man in the big red iron suit leaned forward and called out to you “Hey kid wha-” you cut him off “I’m not answering your questions” he whistled lowly and leaned back. “Someone has an attitude” 

You snorted “You’re gonna see an attitude when-” Black Widow quickly cut you off 

“Alright that’s enough. Can you at least tell us your name?” she sighed, crossing her arms as you hummed “You guys first, and i mean your real names.” Captain America sighed and stood up. 

“I don’t think we have to disclose-” You jumped in yet again “You’re right Captain Spangles. You don't have to disclose anything, but if you wanna get information out of me. I suggest you start talking.” 

A heavy sigh left his lips as you smirked. “So?” 

“I’m Steve Rogers, this is Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes. You’ll meet the rest of the team at the tower.” He offered a tight faced look, as you observed everyone one by one.

Finally you sighed “Thank you Captain Spangles.” You leaned forward placing your elbows on your knees. “Well what about you?” 

“My name is y/n.” you leaned back and bounced your knee, a small gasp being pulled from Black widow, who you now knew as Natasha as she looked to Bucky. 

“My child’s name was Y/n.” 

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a/n: Woo hoo! Chapter one, DONE! Chapter 2 is already made and depending on this posts feedback we’ll see how soon i should post it. I’m so happy to be writing again <3 all criticism is appreciated! 

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Barns-Rogers Daughter

This is my first time writing so sorry if it was bad lol I really want to keep writing on this story but I might change it to y/n but when I view this character I cant help but think her name is Magnolia lol

I don't think there is any warnings or anything :)

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Magnolia loved her dads very much.  Even if they were extremely overprotective of their one and only child. Magnolia hated the name her dads gave her. Magnolia Carter Barnes-Rogers. How much worse of an old lady name could you get. She generally only responded to Mags, unless she was in big trouble with her Pops. She grew up in the Stark tower, it was a big dysfunctional family but she truly did love it. Even if it meant everyone was constantly in her business. 

“Mags, it's time for dinner!” Tony yelled from the kitchen. 

Friday nights the whole team ate together when there wasn’t a mission. It was something you always grew up doing and you knew there was know way out of it. But you had other plans than eating greasy take out and hearing Sam and Bucky fight over who was the strongest. Your classmate Flash was throwing a huge party tonight since his parents were out of town. You knew your dads would never allow you to go, first of all it was family night, secondly it was an unsupervised teenage party. 

“Where is she? She’s normally the first one down here on Chinese food nights” Sam stated as he shifted through the various take out containers. 

“I’ll go get her from her room, she probably has F.R.I.D.A.Y. Blaring her music again” Steve said as he headed down the hall. 

Your Pops hated the music you listened to. He loved you very much but he didn’t understand your taste in music or your style. Yon wore primarily black clothing, you would have your hair colored darker if your dads allowed these kinds of things. You also weren’t allowed to wear makeup even though you were almost 17. Nat did buy you some for your 15th birthday and you hid it in a small bag in your backpack. You put it on after Happy dropped you off at school and quickly removed it before getting picked back up. Once he approached the door of your room, he quietly knocked, noticing no music playing. 

“Mags, are you in there? Dinner is ready” Steve stated with no response. 

“Mags I’m coming in” your Pops opened the door quickly while covering his eyes just in case you were changing and didn’t hear him. He dropped his hand and looked around. No one was in there. He went into the conjoined bathroom attached to your room. Again, you were not there. Steven went back into the kitchen. 

“Mags isn’t in her room…” Steve stated in a nervous tone. 

“I’m sure she is fine, probably just got held up at school” Nat defended you. 

Just as she finished her sentence you tried to sneak through the back door. Unfortunately, F.R.I.D.A.Y. Announced your arrival. 

“Magnolia Barnes-Rogers entered through the back door.” 

“Shit, I thought I disabled her recognition of me…” you stopped talking when you were met with a large figure at the door. It was your Pops. You let out a bit gulp, knowing you had been caught. 

“Magnolia Carter Barnes-Rogers…. First of all language, secondly you disabled F.R.I.D.A.Y.” He stated in a big booming voice that made shivers go down your spine. 

You just stood there, eyes widened. You were unsure of what to say because any response would’ve pissed off your Pops. 

You were thinking as quickly as possible on how to get out of this situation. 

“I…I… was just getting some tutoring from Peter on the calculus homework” you stuttered immediately regretting the words coming out of your mouth. 

“You were at Peter’s house…alone?” Bucky came around and entered the conversation. 

You shrunk down. 

“Well kind of…Its not a big deal” you huffed, crossing your arms

“Excuse me? It is a big deal if we say it is. Why are you asking Peter for help on your calculus homework anyway? You've never had trouble before.” Steve stated with a confused look on his face. 

He wasn't wrong, you've never struggled in school. Well that is until now anyway. It honestly wasn't that you were struggling and more about you just not doing your work. You had been staying up late helping tony in the lab or talking on the phone with peter so your schoolwork got put on the back burner. 

You just stood there and rolled your eyes. You knew it would piss them off but we hoping it would at least get you out of this conversation so you could escape to your room and make a plan for tonight. 

“Thats it Mags, disabling FRIDAY, not telling us where you were going after school and now the attitude? You are grounded for 1 week” Bucky said sternly, matching you stand and starring you down. 

“WHAT?” you yelled. This definitely wasn't the first time you have been grounded but you were not expecting to get grounded from simply going to Peter's house after school without asking first.

“Hand over your phone” your dad said through his clenched teeth. 

“Here you go!” you screamed, throwing your phone against the ground and storming off to your room. 

The other avengers were in the kitchen still but heard every word of the conversation you had with your dads. 

“What has gotten into her?” Bucky turned towards Steve who was picking your thrown phone up off the floor. 

This was slightly unusual behavior for you. You definitely were more hot headed, taking after your dad. You were a little more on the feisty side and frequently picked fights at school but it had been a while since you acted like that. 

Once you reached your room, you slammed your door and locked it. You grabbed your laptop and started working on disabling FRIDAY so you could still go to that party tonight. Nothing was going to stop you from going now, not your dads and especially not an AI system.