*Your POV*

*Flashback*

You creep up the dark hallway. You hold your gun to your chest as you kick the door down. Scanning the room for the vials, you turn around. "This is Agent Obscure, I've got them. Room A34 Floor 5." You run over to the pristine benches and grab the tall beakers. The purple liquid splashes around inside as you wait for the others to arrive. Fin slinks into the room and grabs the papers on the desk. You clip the vials on your belt and hear Ixtil in your earpiece. "This is Muscle Mayhem, come to room B43 on Floor 6, there's something you'll want to see." You look over to Fin and nod. He taps his earpiece. "Stretcher and Agent Obscure coming your way." You run up the stairs and turn to see a door laying on the ground. You slow down and walk in cautiously. You look at the wall and drop your gun. Pictures of the seven of you are plastered on the wall with notes attached to them. You run over and rip the photos off the wall and give them to Fin. "Where did they get these?" You look over at Fin. "No idea. We need to leave." Ixtil nods and walks out. Just as you are about to leave, you see a note on the floor.  You pick it up.

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Y/N Y/L/N, invisibility. Dangerous. DO NOT APPROACH. Memories gone.

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You stop and stare at the paper. What memories were gone? Who were you before Agent Obscure? Did you have a life? You snap out of your trance at the ring of a gunshot. You turn around to see a woman in a labcoat shaking, holding your dropped gun. The bullet completely missed you and you chuckled. You grab your knife off your belt and throw it directly to her heart. You run out of the room and head to the roof, a helicopter waiting. As you sit on the bench you see the man pace with a click of his cane. He walks in front of you and slaps you across the face. "Get distracted again, and you'll end up with more than just a slap. You are the weakest one of the seven, you should be ashamed that you fail everyone else." You hang your head low for the rest of the trip. Whoever you were is gone, lost in HYDRA's database. You're Agent Obscure now. You're a soldier. You're dangerous. You shouldn't be approached.

*Your POV*

You want to punch something. You want to punch the man, but anything will do. You opt for your pillow, hitting it repeatedly for a good five minutes before getting up for your run. You find it harder to fall into your run than usual, thinking about the note. Dangerous. DO NOT APPROACH. That was in HYDRA, but what about now? Maybe you should leave. You pause at the music store, ready to look at the violin, only to see it missing, replaced by a shiny brass tuba. You shake your head. Was this a sign? A sign that you should leave? You shake your head and keep running back to the compound. You couldn't leave, you have no money and nowhere to go.

You arrive at the tower and see Sam flying Redwing. "You know, you run too damn much. Every day in the mornings then also training." You laugh and watch Redwing. "It keeps the memories away." You look over and see Sam frowning. Your smile dips. "It's better not to think about the hundreds of people I've killed sometimes." You run back inside the tower before Sam can say anything.

You walk into the kitchen and see Wanda hunched over a batch of cupcakes. They are all different flavors, with vanilla icing and a smiley face piped on. You smile and pick one up. Wanda steps back, having not realized that you were there, and smiles. "I thought you want some form of cake, and since I didn't know what flavor you liked, I made one batch of each!" You smile and look behind Wanda to see about twelve trays of cupcakes. You pick one up and bite into it. "Red velvet! Nice." Wanda smiles and laughs with you. "When was the last time you celebrated your birthday? Like, properly." You hang your head and sigh. "6 years. About a month before HYDRA bombed the conference." Wanda looks down at the cupcakes and you frown. "Thanks for the cupcakes Wanda, they're really good." You walk off biting down into the cupcake. Damn, these are good!

You open up your door and see a package on your bed. You pull the silver string and pick at the black wrapping paper. After a minute of intense struggling, you rip off the paper to reveal the violin from the window. You pick it up in awe and a small note falls off the violin. You place it on the bed and pick up the white piece of paper.

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Happy Birthday!

Maybe one day you'll play for us.

-The Avengers

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You turn around and see Steve walking past. "Hey, thanks." He looks at you and shrugs his shoulders. "I have no idea what you're talking about." You both smile as he walks down the hallway. You grab the violin and run to the roof. You stand near the edge, looking at the city around you. You start playing softly, gradually getting louder. Everyone inside the tower stops what they're doing and goes to listen from behind the roof door. Nat pokes Wanda and points at the massive smile on Peter's face as you play. You finish the song with a big flourish and place the violin beside you. You might just be happy here.

You pack up your violin and go to your room, finding Nat and Wanda standing next to your door. "Do all the Avengers act like half creepy stalkers all day?" Wanda laughs and Nat gives you a small nod as you open your door. "So," Nat turns to you. "It's your birthday, and we have access to a billionaires credit card. I say we use those facts to our advantage." You turn around and smile at both of them. "I like you two." Wanda grabs your arm and pulls you along the hallway. "Good, because we like you too."

Wanda and Nat take you to the garage. "So, which one do you fancy?" You look at the rows and arrows of cars ahead of you. "Wow, I mean, I knew he was rich but wow." Nat laughs and walks with you. You stop at a deep purple convertible. "This one, for sure." Nat flips the keys over to you. You smile and hop in. "I think the only plus of HYDRA is that they teach you how to drive." Wanda laughs and gets in the back seat and Nat sits in the shotgun. Wanda leans forward and puts her hand on your seat. "Well, let's burn some rubber!"

You laugh as you walk through stores, watching Wanda and Nat fangirl over clothes they think would be perfect for you. You stop to eat lunch and put down what seems like hundreds of bags. Nat leans towards you. "So, Y/N, tell me, do you like Parker?" You almost spit out your drink and your ears go bright red. Wanda claps and giggles. "Oh my gosh, you do! Ha, I knew it!" You put your head in your hands. "Is it that obvious?" You look up at Nat and Wanda smiling. "Nah, you're a tough one to read. But we could still tell. Peter definitely hasn't noticed though." You smile. Wanda shakes her head. "Boys can never tell. It's like they're blind!" You and Nat laugh and you lean towards Nat. "Well, what about you? Got your eyes on anyone?" Nat looks at you and smiles. "Nope." Wanda snorts. "No one? Well, I think you may want more than your eyes on mister America himself. Am I right?" Nat's cheeks go a light shade of pink and she brings her focus to her drink. "Wow, so many secrets revealed here today. We must have made terrible spies."

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You check your watch and realize that it's way too early to go to bed, so you take the elevator to the basement. As soon as you step out you're treated by Loki in the usual way. "Ah, the HYDRA spy here to torture me." You smile and sit down outside his cell. "Ah, the so-called god with unwashed hair." You both smile and chat for a bit. "I assume it was you who played the violin. Every other person here would have butchered it." You laugh and nod. "It was a birthday gift." Loki smiles and stands up. You shake your head as he starts singing. After his very dramatic rendition of Happy Birthday, he takes a bow. "See, you're not the only musician." You laugh and give him a round of applause. "You know, my life was terrible for such a long time. It's good to finally be happy again." Loki looks at you with a smile overflowing with sadness. As you get up you turn to him. "I'd best be leaving. I promise to visit you soon. Don't take over a city until I'm back, got it?" He smiles and nods as you go up in the elevator. "I'll count the mere seconds."

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A/N

Hey! Yay, we are now 19! Happy birthday! I am really enjoying this story so far, and I've started but not published my second one. I am focusing on one at a time, so yeah. Enjoy!