Description: Being a Stark isn't as easy as it may seem. It wasn't easy for Tony. It wasn't easy for Peter. What makes anyone think it would be easy for the next generation. Well to put it simply, it isn't.

A/N: I AM BACK!!!! I fixed my phone. I've got space. I must write a chapter. It's been killing me not to. I'm so happy to be able to write one for you all to enjoy.

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Marianne Teresa Stark-Rogers.

A name that is both loved and feared throughout the world.

Most people would think that a 17 year old girl could cause no trouble right? A name surely doesn't mean anything?

Well in her case it really doesn't. When your parents are Peter and Madeline Stark-Rogers, and your grandparents are Tony and Steve     Stark-Rogers as well as Clint and Laura Barton, there's something to fear.

Born with her mutation (and with a hint of unwanted HYDRA help) Marianne is basically another version of her personal best friend Carol Danvers (Captain Marvel). While also inheriting some of her fathers abilities along with that. Even though they're unknown to Marianne.

But with so much power who would really expect her to be so... so introverted.

"Ms. Stark-Rogers may I ask why you aren't paying attention to my lesson?" Ms. Green asked slapping a ruler down on the youngest Stark's desk.

"I-I was just thinking. I'm already done all the homework and the assignment" Marianne mumbled her face going a bright red.

"That does not excuse you from completely disregarding everything that I am teaching right now. Your father and mother were the exact same way, I just can't seem to escape your family's stupidity" Ms. Green hissed running a hand through her white hair.

"Ms. Green you should try and watch what you say. Bullying a student wouldn't look very good on you" Marianne's boyfriend, Aaron Thompson, shot right back from his spot right next to her.

"I'm not trying to offend you Ms. Green. I just already know this particular stuff. My Grandpa loves showing me physics and mathematics when in his lab. You're a good teacher—" Marianne was cut off by the ruler slapping the top of her head, hard. Luckily she had a beanie on which cushioned the hit.

"I don't need you to suck up to me you stupid girl. You Stark's are a danger to society. Constantly sticking your noses in places where they shouldn't be" Ms. Green sighed irritably. This wasn't the first time that she's done this.

"Ms. Green that was highly inappropriate. I'm trying to be nice and I believe that you hitting me could create a whole different mess for you even though I don't want that" Marianne spoke loudly looking into her teachers eyes. She slowly stood up, her 6' self towering over the small teacher.

Students watched shocked as the most shy and quiet person in the entire school spoke so assertively to their teacher.

"Now young lady that is no way for you to act. I suggest you shut your trap and sit back down before things get ugly for you" Ms. Green threatened reaching behind her and seemingly grabbing a hold of something attached to her waist causing a thick tension to go over the room.

"I have a right as a student and also a person to fight back against personal abuse and verbal degrading of not only me but my family too. The way you are speaking now and over the entire semester is highly offensive, you're lucky I haven't brought it to the attention of the principal" Marianne fought back leaning down to let her piercing green eye and impenetrable brown eye dig deep into the soul of the teacher.

Before Madeline could utter another word, Ms. Green pulled her hand back out from behind her and aimed a gun straight between Marianne's eyes, the barrel touching her face.

Students started to yell in protest against their teacher as all confidence drained from Marianne's face and she started to shake.

"You annoy me. You have no idea how much I wanted to do this to your father when he was your age. Peter always annoyed me beyond belief with his spacing out. I should've just done it. Then you would've never been brought into this world. I could've freed the world from your parents tyranny. So I guess you will have to do" Ms. Green hissed before cocking the gun. A crazed look crossed over the woman's face before,

BAM!

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"Peter you can keep going"

"I can't"

"Just go hard"

"But I might break it"

"C'mon it can take anything"

"But I'm already so deep"

"OH MY GOODNESS WILL YOU BOTH PLEASE STOP!" Steve yelled turning bright red.

Peter and Madeline both stopped stuffing the turkey to look over at the Captain who was a literal tomato. His husband at the other end of the table laughing his head off.

"What? What were we doing?" Peter asked pulling his hand out of the turkey and cleaning it off.

"All the sexual jokes made poor old Steve flustered" Madeline cooed making a face trying to hold in her laughter.

"YES! YES IT DID" Steve exclaimed letting his head slam down on the table before immediately regretting doing so.

"Are you alright there pops?" Peter asked grabbing an ice pack from the freezer and placing it on Steve's forehead trying to hide his own amusement.

"Yeah I'm fine. Give me a minute" Steve mumbled happily holding onto the ice pack.

"You're not getting any younger dear. You really should pace yourself" Tony joked winking in Steve's direction.

"Neither are you Tony. You're both reaching your official sixties. You both should really start pacing yourselves" Madeline butted in waving a wooden spoon at the older man.

"Says the one who was complaining yesterday about stretch marks on her back" Tony fought back earning a scoff.

"You try growing too fast and having a baby. You couldn't say anything until you do it" Madeline won that argument quickly.

"Sirs. Ma'am. It would appear that there is a problem at Miss Marianne's school" FRIDAY announced making the group jump.

"What's the problem? Is she okay?" Peter asked quickly grabbing a jacket and the car keys.

"It has been reported that there was one gunshot. Then a huge wave of what is said to be just a lot of energy that knocked everyone within the vicinity backwards" FRIDAY replied in her usual almost monotone voice.

"Alrighty lets go. Quickly. We need to be there" Steve ordered shutting off the kitchen appliances and doing a quick coverup of all the food.

"Peter what if something happened to our baby?" Madeline stressed as she does walk with the three men.

"She's okay. I can feel it. She's strong" Peter assured his wife grabbing onto her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Nothing can kill her. Marianne is a stubborn as all of us combined. I guess that's what she gets for being a Stark-Rogers" Tony tried to joke but couldn't mask his worry.

"I really hope so" Madeline sighed taking a seat in the passenger side of the car before they all sped off towards the school.

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Marianne held her hands up in front of her face with her eyes squeezed shut as she awaited the worst. But when she felt nothing, confusion quickly took over.

She slowly put her arms down and was surprised to seem energy swarming around her hands all the way up to her forearms.

Taking a look around, everyone and everything was thrown back against the walls with her right in the centre of it.

"What just happened?" One student broke the silence as Marianne's heart started to speed out of control.

Everyone looked over towards their teacher who was sitting against the wall staring wide eyed at her student. The gun was held tight in her hand to the point that her knuckles were white. The bullet was in the wall creating cracks around it.

"Did I do this?" Marianne asked mostly herself looking at her still glowing hands.

"Mari?" Aaron gasped from his spot on the wall.

Marianne looked towards the boy who had called out to her. She was close to a panic attack at that point so her eyes were blown wide and her pupils were slits.

"Aaron?" Marianne questioned as Aaron started walking towards her.

"Hey. Hey listen to me. You've gotta relax. You're okay. I'm okay. We're okay" Aaron whispered loud enough to let the girl hear him, but not enough to startle her.

"I don't know what's happening Aaron. I don't know what I just did. Why is this happening? I don't understands. I-I can't breathe" Marianne choked as her body fell to the floor.

Aaron ran forwards catching her in his arms and held her tightly as she started to panic even more.

"What can I do baby? What can I do to help you?" Aaron asked trying to stop Marianne from passing out.

"Dad. Mom. I want my parents. I want my grandpa's. I want to know whats happening to me Aaron" Marianne freaked grabbing at her hair.

SHIELD officers came running in soon after she said that and was shocked at the scene. Their new Director started ordering them to take the teacher into custody and assisting students out of the classroom for medical attention.

"Hey kiddo. I need you to look at me. I need you to calm down" the director said kneeling in front of the couple laying a hand on Marianne's.

"Auntie Nat?" Marianne asked looking up through her foggy eyes as she clutched onto Aaron tighter.

"Yeah. It's me honey. Look you're okay. We're gonna get this figured out okay" Natasha assured her great niece rubbing her hand over Marianne's arm.

"Okay. Okay. Can you please get my parents. Please" Marianne pleaded switching her gaze between Natasha and Aaron.

"I'll go find them. I'll step outside probably go talk to some agents. Help her please Natasha. I care about her" Aaron said finally allowing his tight grip to disappear from Marianne.

"That would be a good idea. I'll keep her company" Natasha agreed nodding towards the boy she never really trusted because of his father (Eugene "Flash" Thompson).

Aaron nodded before giving Marianne a quick kiss on the cheek before running out of the classroom.

"I feel better now. I'm just really confused" Marianne mumbled trying to hide herself behind her hair.

"I know you are. It's going to be okay. We're gonna find out what's happening and help you control it" Natasha replied staring into the eyes of the pained teen.

"MARIANNE!"

Marianne's head perked up at the sound of her dad's voice yelling her name. Said man quickly appeared in the doorframe looking beyond scared and worried. His whole demeanour changed when he saw his daughter simply sitting on the ground staring back at him.

"Dad" Marianne breathed our before getting up off the ground and practically tackling her father into her embrace. Natasha quickly made her leave to let them be together.

"Are you alright my babydoll? Oh when I found out what happened I was so worried that you were hurt" Peter rambled running his hand through his daughters matching chestnut hair.

"Oh my baby I'm so happy you're alright" Madeline exclaimed coming around and joining in on the large hug.

"I'm okay mom. I really don't understand where these powers came from. I'm scared that I might hurt someone if I haven't already" Marianne grumbled hiding her face.

"We're gonna get his figured out buttercup that's for sure. We're here for you" Steve butted in making his presence known.

"It's nothing that we can't help you with squirt" Tony added holding onto Steve's hand tighter when he caught sight of his granddaughters tear stained face. It just made his heart crack to see her sad.

"I know. I know. But you've gotta stop calling me squirt. I'm taller than you" Marianne chuckled rubbing her eyes but releasing herself slightly from her parents hold.

"Why I oughta" Tony grumbled pretending to be offended.

"That's my girl" Peter praised ruffling his daughters hair.

"Dad" Marianne grumbled pushing Peter's hand away.

"Now stop it dead. You know how she gets with her hair. Almost as bad as you were" Madeline chortled smirking at Peter.

"Mom c'mon it's dad. He was way worse from what grandpa and grandad told me" Marianne commented making Peter glare over at his dads.

"We said no such thing" Steve lied, his smirk gives it away.

"We would never" Tony fake gasped placing his free hand over his arc.

Peter grumbled quietly to himself as Marianne started laughing loudly with Madeline. Peter couldn't stop the fond smile from spreading over his face. His two girl.

"Look at him Tony. I remember when you used to give Peter and I that look"

"STEVE DAMMIT SHUT UP!"

** (Meanwhile with Clint) **

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"MY GRANDDAUGHTER HAS WHAT?!"

Let's just say Clint refuses to admit that he may have fainted.