she was recruited for the Avengers. Her abilities—the same as Wanda Maximoff's but Wanda doesn’t exists— Chaos magic, advanced telekinesis, bend the air, mind manipulation, levitation, dream walking, reality creation, teleportation, dark hold usage and magic, power absorbing. sense the emotions of others like echoes inside her chest, energy manipulation, telepathy. The scarlet witch. Steve, on the other hand, was all about control. A man who had lived almost a century and still walked with the calm of someone who had seen it all. She was just a woman learning to understand her place in a world that never stopped changing. He was decades older than her—literally—even though the serum had left his body intact. That difference was felt every time they were together: in his serene gaze in the face of his inner turmoil, in his patience in the face of his impatience. It was as if time itself separated them... and yet, something invisible kept them orbiting each other. She admired him, of course. How could she not? He was Steve Rogers. The man who still believed in the good, even after losing everything. But what she felt wasn't just admiration. And that was her biggest secret. Because every time he smiled or corrected his posture in training, his power trembled beneath her skin. As if her own heart responded to something more than the commands of her mind. Steve, for his part, never said it, but he felt it too. There was something about her—her fire, her strength, the way she fought to stay on her feet—that reminded him that she could still feel something more than duty. But he knew he shouldn't. She was too old. Too out of her time. And she... was too young, too alive, too full of future to be tied to her past. So neither of them said anything. They just trained, day after day, between suppressed laughter, glances that lasted too long, and silences that said what words couldn't. And, without knowing it, between blows, breaths, and red sparks of power, something began to change. Because there are things that not even Captain America's shield can contain. Not time. Not reason.
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@juliegrinderwalThe training room at Avengers Compound hummed with latent energy, the sterile air smelling of ozone and clean sweat. Y/n stood at the center of the vast mat, her boots silent on the polished floor.