Hey everyone! Yes, I know I have three other stories and haven't finished any of them, but I had this idea and it needed to be written.

I hope you guys like this one! It's from the (female) reader's PoV, so it should be interesting, I think. Everything about your past will be revealed as the story goes on, so hang tight and go with the flow! (I don't usually do reader's PoV, but I've read a lot of them recently and decided there needed to be one more.)

By the way, for anyone who doesn't know what the Reiki power symbol looks like, look at the cover image. Most of the Reiki mentioned are silver, but there's one important one you'll see later that looks exactly like the cover.

Enjoy everyone!

Chapter 1: Promise

"You should be studying," Natasha scolded you as she entered your bedroom. You had left the door open since your cousins weren't visiting and the house was quiet, and you sighed.

"But it's boring!" you complained, turning to face her and closing your laptop, abandoning the story you had been working on when you were supposed to be studying for your AP English final. It was the only final you weren't exempt from, and that was because your parents had been called away on a mission late one night, and the next morning your car broke down on the way to school, meaning you had to wait for a tow truck and your aunt to come get you to drive you the rest of the way, so you missed first period one too many times. You had tried to convince the school to exempt you anyway, since your grades were perfect and you had taken the AP test for it, but they hadn't agreed.

"(Y/n), I know how smart you are, and I know this stuff bores you, but you have to take it to graduate," Natasha said, sitting down on your bed in the corner of the room. The comforter was a blue and purple Hawaiian patchwork pattern from a store on Kauai called Tropical Tantrum—one of your favorite stores for the unique clothes that you can't get anywhere else—with matching pillows. The mahogany bed frame reached all the way up to the ceiling at all four corners with silver silk curtains hanging on every side. The curtains were tied to the frame with blue silk ribbons and fastened with a silver Reiki power symbol studded with stones the colors of the rainbow. The silver Reiki charm was hung all over your bedroom, in varying sizes, and one was hanging on the outside of the door. There was a large alcove set into the wall on the right side of the bed starting at the top of the bed and reaching to the ceiling, and a slightly smaller one behind her pillows, forming a sort of headboard. The walls of the alcoves were made of glass that could even withstand Thor's hammer (apparently Tony had made it for the Avengers Tower and Natasha had stolen some for your bedroom), meaning it was perfectly safe to sit in them, and the cushions were as comfortable as her mattress and decorated the same way.

"I know, Mom. But I only have to take the test because my car broke down that day. I think I should be excused for that," you said, going to join her on the bed. Your mom sighed.

"I know. But graduation is only a week away. You just have to get through this one test, and then walk across the stage in your cap and gown," your mom said. You smiled a little.

"I'll get through it. You and dad are going to be here, right?" you asked hopefully, but before your mother could answer, Clint walked in.

"Hey, Miracle," he said, using his nickname for you.

"Dad!" you exclaimed before running over to hug him. You didn't get to see him very often since your Aunt Laura was pregnant and your Uncle Barney went missing just before she found out, so he usually spent time at their farm down the street. He would help with the house renovations and whatever else was needed until Natasha could get a lead on Barney. After SHIELD fell not to long ago, your mother had been more protective than usual, even running in-depth background checks on your friends, and had been trying to track down a guy with a metal arm for Steve Rogers and your uncle practically on her own.

"How's Iowa City's smartest valedictorian?" your dad asked, grinning at you, and you rolled your eyes.

"It's not like I'm the only high school valedictorian in Iowa City," you said, shaking your head, and your dad laughed.

"Yeah, but you're the only one everyone knew would be valedictorian for the last year at least, if not since you were a freshman," Clint said.

"Even S.H.I.E.L.D. knew," Natasha spoke up, a slightly shuttered look in her eyes, but Clint either didn't notice it or chose to ignore it.

"See? Everyone knew," he said, nudging your shoulder, and you laughed.

"Fine. But you still haven't answered my question. Will you guys be here?" you ask your parents, and they look at each other for a minute before answering.

"We're going to try. Fury just messaged us. There's a H.Y.D.R.A. base in Sokovia S.H.I.E.L.D. just found and they need the Avengers to take it out," Natasha answered, and you felt your heart drop.

"But you promised you would be there!" you cried, and your dad put his hand on your shoulder.

"(Y/n), the mission should only take a day, then we'll have a party at Stark's that he'll make us go to, and then we'll be home," Clint tells you, and you frown.

"I assume that since I'm not invited to the party, you're going to mess with the guys," you tell them more than ask, giving them a pointed look, and Natasha shrugged.

"We might. We'll see," Clint said with a wink, and you laugh.

"I know this is because of Tony," you tease them, and this time Natasha laughs.

"Fair enough. Hey, study hard and we'll be back in time for graduation. Deal?" your mom asked you, and you sighed dramatically.

"Deal," you grumble, and then perk up. "Can I train with you guys before you leave?"

"Sure, Miracle," your dad said with a laugh, and though Natasha smacked his arm, she didn't protest.

A few days later, you were out behind your family's farmhouse at sunrise when your parents came out to say goodbye. You were meditating next to a pond in one of the fields, spinning the chakra ring you've worn since you first discovered your abilities. The ring was a silver band you wear around your right middle finger, with a second band attached to it that spun around the first, set with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet gemstones. Each stone represented a different chakra element, and the ring helped to amplify your powers.

You were born with the ability to manipulate auras. At first, all you could do was read the auras in others. When you were little, you could see a light surrounding everyone, and the color of the light changed to show their emotions and health. As you grew older, you began to learn how to do other things. You can heal, track and locate objects and people, mimic other people's auras to understand their emotions and mimic their abilities, and turn your aura into different kinds of weapons and armor. Even your intelligence is a part of your gift related to the blue aura known as Vishuddha. When you're really zen and focused while meditating, you can communicate mentally with others, although it's really rare and hard to do. For the past few months, you've been working on creating something called an astral projection so you can separate yourself from your body, but so far it hasn't worked.

When your parents came to say goodbye before leaving, you were trying yet again to create an astral projection. You were doing something, since you had a visible indigo glow surrounding your body, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't figure it out. A gentle tap on your shoulder shattered your concentration (which was likely for the better since you were just getting frustrated), and you turned to see your parents suited up and ready to go. Natasha had swiped a quinjet when S.H.I.E.L.D. fell, so they would be flying that to New York to meet up with the rest of the team. Steve and Bruce now lived in Avengers Tower with Tony and Pepper (Steve had moved in after S.H.I.E.L.D. fell and his apartment was destroyed, according to Natasha); Thor spent most of his time either in England with Jane Foster, following her around and helping her with her studies whenever he could; and your parents were with you unless Fury found something important for them to do. You continued to hope that you would join the team after you graduated, but with how stern your parents were about going to college, that likely wouldn't happen.

"We're heading out," Clint said, and you stood up to hug them both goodbye.

"Laura is just down the street if you need anything. We'll be home in a few days," Natasha continued, brushing a (h/c) lock off your face.

"Be safe. Keep me updated," you told them, and they nodded.

"We always do," Natasha reminded you.

"Bye Miracle," Clint said, kissing the top of your head before leaving, with Natasha following right behind.

You stayed by the pond for about ten more minutes before going back to your room to get ready for the day. You took a quick shower and wrapped your wet, (h/c) hair in a silver towel-hat on top of your head, wrapping a larger, emerald green towel around your body. You pull out a navy dress with gold accents, a square neckline, and short sleeves that came down to just below your shoulder. You paired it with fishnet tights and low-heeled black pumps, and styled your hair so half of it was braided up and the other half was curling softly around your shoulders. You grabbed your backpack, which was black with a silver Reiki symbol embroidered onto it, with colored beading where the jewels belonged. As you left the house and got into the car, you called your best friend who lived in the smaller farmhouse on the other side of yours.

"Hey Mira!" you heard your friend exclaim as she answered the phone, and you couldn't help but smile.

"Hey Claire! I'm on my way," you told her, and you heard something get knocked over on her side of the phone.

"Damn it," she grumbled. "Sorry, (y/n). My backpack hit the table by the door and Liam is still asleep upstairs. My dad already left for work but my mom is out back and she'll kill me if I wake him when he's sick. I'll wait at the end of the driveway." With that, Claire hung up, and you put your phone down to drive the short distance to her house.

Claire Jones had been your best friend for the past four years—your only real friend, if you were honest. She knew everything about you, including who your parents were, why they called you Miracle, that you had powers, and the real reason why your family moved to the farm just outside Iowa City from New York the summer before your freshman year, almost four years earlier. It had taken a few months for your parents to give the okay to tell her everything, and for you to be comfortable enough around her to tell her, but she had accepted it and the two of you became thick as thieves. You went on trips with her family when your parents were away and she went on trips with your family every summer. You spent Christmas Eve with her family, and she spent Christmas Day with yours. Her family always went and visited her cousins the next town over, and she hated going so they let her stay at your place for Christmas Day. You all spend New Years and Fourth of July together in one of the fields behind your houses, with her dad grilling while your dad sets off fireworks. On the Fourth, your S.H.I.E.L.D. uncles Nick and Phil and aunts Maria and Melinda come over and your uncle Phil talks about Captain America for hours. Ever since they found him in the ice (which was the same summer you moved to Iowa City), he would just talk and talk and talk, which was fascinating and entertained Claire's little brother Liam, but it was usually the same thing each year.

As you pulled up to the Jones' household, Claire was exactly where she promised she would be at the end of the driveway. She quickly got into the passenger seat and leaned across the console to hug you tightly.

"Can you believe we're about to graduate?" Claire squealed, and you laughed.

"Finally," you said as you started driving to the school. Claire giggled.

"You're just ready to graduate so you can work for S.H.I.E.L.D. with your parents," she sassed, and you shot her a look.

"Fine. I don't know if they'll let me, though," you muttered.

"They really can't stop you, you know. You're eighteen," she said, and you shrugged.

"I guess. Want Starbucks?" you asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes!" Claire exclaimed, and you laughed before pulling into the coffee shop parking lot. You ran in and the cashier had your order ready when you walked in the door.

"Here you go, (y/n)," the cashier, Alana, said as she handed you your order, and you smiled as you handed her your Starbucks Reward card to pay.

"Thanks Lana!" you called as you took your card back and ran out. You jumped back into the driver's seat and handed Claire her order—a tall S'mores Blended Coffee Frappuccino and a plain bagel—and set your favorite drink in your cup holder, handing Claire your breakfast so she could put it in your backpack for when you got to school. In moments you were off, and you arrived at school with twenty minutes to spare. The two of you walked to your lockers (located right next to each other) and made your way to your spot on campus to eat. It was distanced enough that people wouldn't overhear your conversations, close enough to school that when the bell rings you're not late to class, and located in a shady cove of trees.

"So, Mira," Claire started as she took a bite of her bagel. "Your parents are going to be at graduation, right?"

"They said they would try," you said noncommittally, and she threw a leaf at you.

"They have to do more than try! You're their only daughter, you're graduating high school, and you're the valedictorian! They can't just miss it!" she exclaimed, and you shrugged.

"They can if they have to save the world," you muttered, taking a bite out of your breakfast. The familiar flavors calmed you, and you focused on the sensation of being somewhere you know is safe as you regaind control of your emotions. You were still upset that they might not be there, but you needed to shrug it off and keep your powers in check for one more week.

"(Y/n), they'll be there. You know they always make it. They might be a little late and a little beat up, but they'll be there," Claire reassured you, and you nodded.

"I know," you said, smiling at her, and not long after the bell rang, signaling the start of the school day—and their physics final.

So? What did you guys think? Is there anything I need to change? Did the power stuff make sense? Let me know in your review!

Snowflakes of love and fun to you all!