|The Long Run
Author: the kid that could PM
After an unfortunate event,Jon Williams receives a series of children on his doorstep. Cliche,but it happens. Now almost grown up,they strive to find out who they really are through S.H.I.E.L.D. R/R,movieverse,takes place few years 10-15 after the movie.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family - Iron Man/Tony S. & Captain America/Steve R. - Chapters: 14 - Words: 25,411 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 07-20-12 - Published: 05-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8127464
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I'm going to DC this weekend, so I was trying to cram this chapter in. Apologies if it really sucks. Review. Oh, and some Nick Fury for ya! ;) Sorry it took so long.
A few days after the family meeting at the dinner table, they had all proceeded to go to their rooms. Dwayne went to his room, still angry about being scolded for the whole thing with Delano, and the annoying little prick of a twin she had. Damn these twins and their weird connections…
Jon went to the master bedroom; Feeling very satisfied (and tired) that he had made at least a few people happy tonight, and went straight to bed.
Rex went to his room, tired of feeling overwhelmed, yet relieved to know that some of the attention he had before he now shared with Delano and Cynthia. He was officially in the clear for doing what he wanted, and not being monitored in case he got angry again. That was what he hated the most. It's not like he had anger issues or anything- he would rather like to call the issue with the big green thing more of a personality disorder, or…Okay, so maybe it was anger issues, but that wasn't the point! Rex was always more of a laid-back guy anyways, and he only got angry when he felt the need to, which honestly wasn't that often.
The twins went to their room, feeling very proud and on top of the world of their supposed strength. As if they could lift it- Or at least, Cynthia felt like she could. Then Delano told her not to get a big head. That was when Cynthia said she already had one, and the two laughed tiredly; ready to change into their pajamas.
Lauren headed to her room, ready for an all-nighter. More research tonight and she was ready. She had taken the laptop, the charger, and a Monster from the fridge, popping it open as her fuel for the night. The gleam in her eyes told the whole tale- the 'I'm going to find out what the hell is up with my family even if it kills me' look was present.
many, many, many hours later.
Lauren sat up, stomach growling, hair messed up. It was almost like bed-head, but she had been awake for a fairly long time, just dicking around on the computer.
That is, until she came across a website for something weird called, 'S.H.I.E.L.D.'
Lauren, being the curious little fellow she is, decided to want to know a bit more about it- so she went to Google.
And that lead to some bad decisions, passing through some firewalls, some backup firewalls, and then some. Of course, in the course of all this half-asleep hacking, she couldn't but think the whole time, 'What am I doing?' Lauren had no idea. She didn't know she was hacking into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database, let alone any database, anyways. She thought it was just a really fun game.
What? It's four in the morning, and Lauren is not herself right now.
And then there was a loud rapping at the door, and another loud noise, followed by the sound of a door coming off its hinges- Lauren jumped, falling off the bed and onto the hardwood floor. She sucked it up, closing all the windows of the computer and shutting it quickly. There was an intruder in the house, and they needed to be taken care of.
Tip-toeing, she grabbed the metal picture frame from her nightstand and held it close to her chest, standing outside her door, breathing heavily. Her heart thundered in her chest, genuinely afraid of what was to come, and the voices she could hear on the stairs.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, shit, oh my god, holy balls-'Lauren thought, her breaths turning faster and faster with her heart rate. She literally thought she was going to pass out.
"Sir, this is the location, right?" The worker asked hesitantly, doubting his own question and almost knowing the answer. His boss could be kind of a jerk sometimes. He stopped stomping up the stairs for a moment and turned to face Mr. Fury, who looked at the employee with an expression that could only say, 'No shit, Sherlock.'
"Of course it is; do you think I brought you here for my health?"
"Well, you do have an eye patch-"
"Shut up." Nick glared, stomping up the stairs past the newbie.
Lauren, still hyperventilating almost silently in her room, heard the entire conversation and felt herself feeling light-headed. She leaned against the door to her room, and tried not to think about her apparent imminent death.
Outside a certain door, Nick heard gentle breaths, and lightly tapped on it before busting in and nearly knocking Lauren over. Instead, she staggered, her back hitting her nightstand, and froze.
With an eyepatch.
In my room.
With a gun.
With another guy,who is just weird and behind him and glancing around like he owns the place and he really doesn'tohmygod-
And that was the moment Lauren decided to choke out a noise crossed between a scream and sob and stand there, utterly terrified and wishing to die at that moment because she had no idea what was happening. She couldn't understand why no one had heard any of this yet, and no one had helped her.
"Hey!" Nick snapped, staring on the girl, and wanting to laugh. "Calm down! You could at least tell me your name before you go unconscious!"
Lauren was silent, and she waited a minute before speaking. "I-I'm…I'm Lauren…Lauren Noel…" She took a deep breath, desperate to try and compose herself around the eye patch guy.
"I'm Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D. I regret to inform you that you're under arrest…" Nick trailed off, forgetting her name. Yeah, he was old, but he didn't forget names that easy… "I apologize, what exactly is your name again?"
Lauren sighed, trembling. "Lauren Noel."
Nick was quiet, thinking, recalling- He recalled that a certain Anthony Stark and Steve Rogers had talked about someone named Lauren…A long time ago…A week ago… Nick couldn't remember. But he could also remember that the mentioning of 'donor', 'genes', and 'twins' had also been in the conversation.
He deduced, more like inferred without evidence, that this was the Lauren they were talking about.
"And you have siblings, I'm guessing?" Nick asked quickly, gazing back at his buddy he brought with him.
Lauren nodded, a little freaked out. What was behind that eye patch anyways? Was it another eye with a pentagram like she had seen in this one anime, or a regular eye? Oh, oh! Or it just his eye socket, clawed out and looking disgusting and gory and bleh-
Nick turned, to have a mini-conference with his buddy, and leaned forward to mumble something quietly. The worker nodded, walking out and putting his own pistol back in its holster. The exchange was over in a blink, and Lauren still stood there, alone with Mr. Fury.
"I take that back- you're not under arrest. Not anymore. I won't press charges for you hacking into the database, on one condition." Nick proposed, folding his hands behind his back and pacing around the room.
"Tell me about the rest of your family." Nick told Lauren, staring her down, searching her face in case she lied about something. You couldn't trust teenagers these days.
"Um, okay…" Lauren was a little confused at the sudden change in mood, blinking, and sighing. There was a lot to tell about her crazy, part dysfunctional, part super human family. "I have twin sisters- not by blood, but…Anyways. I have two other brothers, Rex and Dwayne. Their full names are- Rex Leroy and Dwayne Ulthor. The twin's names are…. Cynthia Howard and Delano Clein." She explained, talking about her family to a complete stranger against her will. "Funny you ask, because the other day, Rex got really angry and decided to just turn into this huge green monster thing. It was cool for two seconds before he actually managed to almost kill some people…" Lauren shook her head, looking down. It was difficult to talk about it without remembering it vividly.
Nick tilted his head, mouth open slightly. There was no way there was another Hulk in this family. Unless…Unless…Oh. Oh. He was quiet, because it looked Lauren was going to tell more.
And she did. "And today, we were playing baseball, and Delano broke a freaking bat in two. She's fourteen. Fourteen. And then, Cynthia beat the crap out of Dwayne, who's sixteen… And…The twins are such a mess. Apparently, they have super strength or whatever…" Realizing she was rambling, Lauren went quiet suddenly, along with Nick, who looked shocked.
"You're telling me that part of your family is superhuman?"
"Uh…Apparently. Yeah, I guess." Lauren mumbled, looking around her own room and trying not to make eye contact with Nick.
Nick nodded, and looked up, sighing. "So it seems we have a situation, here. Your family has to come to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters."