Marvel (FanFiction)
I'm Amber Rogers. This is my life with being an adventure with the Avengers. Let's just say this. I have no mother and just a dad. Who I found out was not what I thought he was.
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Hydra
Chapter 30
~Peter's pov~
For weeks we listen to Vivian as she tells us what she sees through Amber's eyes. But, we find nothing. I lay in bed after training, and sigh. She isn't coming back. I go to the top of the compound and stand there. I look into the sky.
"Amber, I know that you probably aren't listening but I miss you and I love you. I promise to take care of Vivian forever." I sigh and stand there, letting the wind chill me. I stay up there until my mind is numb from the cold. I open my eyes and see something. I blink and see the shadow disappear. I hurry inside. "Mr. Stark!" I yell.
Tony comes rushing in. "What is it, Peter?"
"Something's outside. A shadow figure, it was lurking in the dark."
"FRIDAY show camera footage from outside about 10 minutes ago."
FRIDAY shows the footage and we see the shadow lurking. "There!" I point to it and see the eyes. "Zoom in on the image." FRIDAY does so and I see hazel eyes. "Someone is watching us from the shadows. Why?"
"I don't know, kid. Wait-Vivian!" Tony shouts and Vivian comes in with Wanda.
"What is it?" Vivian asks with sass.
"Tone," I say and Vivian smiles.
Tony sighs. "Clue for today?"
Vivian nods. "Black."
"That's it?" Tony asks.
Vivian nods and I pick her up. "Bedtime for you, missy."
I take her upstairs and put her to bed. I read her a chapter of her fairytale book and kiss her forehead. I leave the room and go downstairs. The team was gathered in the living room. Wanda sits on the couch looking out the window.
"Torture, magic, serum, words, and now black," Tony says. "What does this mean?"
Bucky snaps his head up. "Wait those are the words. People open your eyes, Hydra."
"How? We destroyed them." Thor says.
"Hydra was outside people," Bucky explains.
I sit down next to Wanda. "Amber is in Hydra?"
"Hopefully not but at the same time, probably," Bucky says.
I groan. "This isn't good."
"It never is or will be good, Peter," Bucky says and walks out of the room. We watch him and no one speaks. If it is Hydra would Amber remember me?