"So what's the deal then?" Steve huffed as the secretary had finished his little presentation.

"The avengers will no longer be a private organisation. Instead, they will operate under the supervision of the United Nations panel. Only when and if that panel deems it necessary." He concluded. "You will need to sign this contract of confirmation when you decide." He placed a piece of paper in front of all of you.

"The avengers were formed to make the world a safer place. I feel we've done that." Steve clearly was against this whole idea.

"Tell me, Captain, do you know where Thor and Banner are right now?" The secretary sent Steve a look. "If I misplace a couple of 30 megaton nukes... you can bet there'd be consequences. Compromise. Reassurance. That's how the world works. Believe me this is the middle ground." He said that you had 3 days until the United Nations leaders met.

"We'll talk it over." Steve looked at Tony who just remained silent this whole time.

"And if we come to a decision you don't like?" You asked.

"Then you retire." He clearly stated. He then walked out.

"I really do not like that guy." you huffed. "The government's just a bunch of idiots."

"I second that." Nat whispered in your ear which made you giggle.

"Well what should we do?" Wanda asked.

The avengers split in two and had a discussion on the topic some getting angry at others and getting offended.

During this, Tony stood up and walked over to the bench to pour himself a cup of coffee. As he did so a picture of a boy popped up. He was looking at it.

"Oh! That's Charel Spenser by the way." Tony gestured to the photo. "He's a great kid." Tony said that this kid had a bunch of high grade point averages. "He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where. Sokovia. He wouldn't of made a difference I suppose. I mean we won't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking butt." At least he didn't swear because he knows you hate swearing.

"There's no decision making process here. We need to be put in check! Whatever form that takes I'm in." Tony concluded.

The discussion continued at some points getting more heated. You just sat there in the middle listening to all points. Then Tony asked you your opinion.

"Y/n? What are your thoughts on the topic?" He looked at you. They all did.

Great everyone loves you so you don't want to hurt anyone's feelings or anything.

"Well I am really half way on this thing." You shrugged, "I mean on one hand the government's run by people with opinions and motives, those motives can change. They may force us to do something that we don't want to..." You gestured to Steve showing that you understood his point of view. "But on the other hand, you can't save people if the world is against you. I really do see both sides right now... but I think that purely for the sake of the civilians, who are what we fight for, signing may be the best option. At least that way you can still save and protect those that need you. I mean, who is gonna be there to protect those who are helpless and cannot help themselves?" You thought of your past family "Those people like that. They need us." You looked around the room at everyone's expressions.

There were expressions that looked touched, looks of understanding and your dad had a sympathising look as if he could read your thoughts of your family and he half smiled at you sadly. Yeah he read your thoughts alright. You smiled back.

"Well reasoned y/n." Steve nodded at you.

"Is it bad that she's more mature than all of us?" Sam smiled looking at his feet.

"A little yeah." Nat laughed.

"Well I really have no opinion on the topic because I'm not 18 yet so I can't sign anything." You giggled.

Steve then got a text message and his expression turned sad. "I have to go." He walked out. ((Rest in peace Peggy!))

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Time skip brought to you by Stan Lee! STAN LEE YOU ARE AMAZING AND WE WILL ALL MISS YOU! STAN LEE'S LEGEND LIVES ON! AS DOES HIS MEMORY!

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You were just chillin at home walking around when you decided to sit down and watch TV. You turned on the news to see... What? Steve fighting with this guy with a metal arm? That guy needs a haircut, you thought. Y/n! Focus on the story.

So he was called the winter soldier... you got a call from Steve.

"Hello? Steve?" You asked the other side of the line.

"Y/n. Is that you?" Steve sounded like he was trying to keep his voice low.

"Yeah it's me. What's wrong?"

"Have you seen the news?"

"Yeah. What happened?"

"Y/n. I trust you more than others right now... You have to believe me. That bombing that Tony and I were arguing about. That was not the winter soldier."

"Who is it then?" You were so confused.

"Someone is framing him. I do not know who yet. But someone is. I know James. He would never do that."

"Ok, where are you now?"

"At the government headquarters. Can you come?"

"Ok. I will come to see if I can help."

You then hung up and drove to the headquarters.

"Identification please." A body guard asked you before you answered.

"Y/n Stark. I am here to talk to my father." You replied.

"I need to see a form of proof towards your identification please." He requested.

"Ugh, here." You showed him your passport.

"Thank you you may enter. Mr. Stark is on the 4th floor. Third door on your left."

"Thanks."

As you walked to the elevator someone else got in it. It was a man with brown hair and he had glasses on. "Hello, who are you?" He asked. He had a bit of an accent.

"Y/n." You replied as you shook his hand. "I do not mean to be rude, but what are you doing here? I don't think I have seen you around before..." Something about this guy was off... Your 6th sense was going off...

"I am a therapist. I am here to interview James Barnes." He merely stated. You just nodded in response. Something was definitely wrong... you would tell your dad once you saw him.

You got out of the elevator first, as the man was going to the bottom floor. You walked until you saw the room your dad was in, talking to Steve. They seemed to be fighting about something... You would learn what once you walked in.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" Your dad looked at you.

"I came her to talk to both of you. But, about seperate things." You looked from Steve to Tony. "Am I interrupting something?"

"No. We're done here. Sorry to break up the set." Steve glared at Tony. The last part was directed towards him.

"Fine. Y/n you can talk to Steve first. I will be waiting outside." Your dad walked past you and out the door.

"So... what happened?" You asked Steve.

"I found out where Bucky was." Bucky? Who is he? "I went to help him and a bunch of police soldiers showed up and ruined everything." Steve summed up the situation simply. "We needed to fight in order to get out of there and we ran into a cat guy who had it out for Bucky. Who turned out to be King T'Challa. We were cornered after the fight by the FBI and Rhodes, then they took us here. Now Bucky is being interviewed..."

"Wait King T'Challa? As in from Wakanda!?" You were so confused... why would he go after- "ooh. He must have gone after the winter soldier because he blew up the building which killed his dad..."

You hated bombs. Ever since... you know... the thing...

Then you suddenly got a headache. You knew exactly what that meant.

Every time you got a headache like this, your eyes would pan open, your vision would go blue again and you would see a quick sight of a scene that was going to happen a couple of seconds in the future. These only occurred when it was something bad.

Your eyes panned open and you saw with a blue filter the psychologist from the elevator circling the man with the metal arm who was free of restrictions and was now punching at the container he was in. It was cracking... Then the vision ended.

"Y/n? Are you ok?" Steve rushed to your side.

"DAD!" You frantically yelled running out of the room to simply crash into your father who was already running to your call.

"Y/n!? What is it? What's wrong!?" He looked into your eyes waiting for you to tell him what you saw.

"Th-The psychologist! He is not who he says he is! That man with the metal arm is breaking out of his restrictions we have to do something!" You were freaking out because you could feel it in your gut that something very bad was going to happen.

"Tony, all our power is down. All cameras are offline!" Nat ran towards the two of you.

"It's happening!" You gasped. "We need to get down there now!"

Tony turned to you and told you to stay where you were. The rest of them all ran down - it all happened so quickly. Your headache happened again.

You saw the psychologist getting away as James attacked everyone. Nat, T'Challa and your dad. You ran after them all to help.

When you arrived, he was gone. Nat was on the ground and you dad was too. You ran over to your dad to see if he was ok. Steve was gone.

"Dad? Dad!" You knelt beside him. "Are you ok!?"

"I am fine. No need to worry. But he and Steve got away..." Your dad stood up and walked over to the massive hole in the wall.

You then ran over to Nat. "Nat! Are you alright!?" She was unconscious. He must be extremely strong to take out Nat. You shook her awake. "Nat!"

Her eyes widened and she coughed,

gasping for air. She had been strangled. She then looked at you.

"H-Hey." She coughed "y/n..." She smiled at you and coughed again.

"I saw what happened, are you alright?" You hugged her.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just annoyed that he got away." She hugged you back. "Tony." She turned to your dad. "What are we going to do... We are seriously understaffed..."

"Yeah." Your dad agreed.

"I have a plan." Nat stated.

"So do I. Where's yours?" Tony asked.

"Downstairs..." Nat was a little confused at your dad's question. "Where's yours?"

He smiled. "Queens." He smirked at his own thoughts. What was he planning...?

A/N:

Stay with me! IT'S SPIDEY TIME! YAS!