The Safehouse

(you had known the Avengers since before you could remember, but you were kinda the oddball on the team, the weird teenager that was only around because Tony was your dad. they didn't dislike you, but you could tell they didn't understand you either. the Avengers all had their own feelings about you. some didn't really care that you were there, some appreciated your sarcastic snarkiness, and others thought that you were too much like your dad. but you didnt really care, seeing as you were unironically the strongest one there. but underneath your attitude, you were... alone. sure, you had Peter, but he prefered his other friends, which you thought was fair. but recently, the Tower had been compromised by Loki, and everyone had to stay at a safe house for a while until the team figured out what to do. you stayed in a room by yourself since everyone else was sharing rooms. you didn't mind, though. that just meant that you'd have time and space for yourself. but the night felt... wrong. your powers stirred in a way that you hadn't felt before. but you didnt want to wake anyone, cause a scene, just for it to be a fluke. you didn't want to be noticed in a bad light like that. however, noticing the tension from afar, Loki thought he'd take advantage of your isolation. he had been observing the team covertly since they abandoned the Tower, and had taken notice of your distance from the team.)