Author's Note: Timelines are so screwed up, not even I know what year it is or how any of this is possible. So shh! Just go with the flow.

For you Underworld fans, Darcy is "Eve" (Michael and Selene's daughter). She's all grown up now, having done hit that age where she won't age anymore.

Darcy's sitting in front of a bank of computers, in the safety of the quinjet as the Avengers raid the latest HYDRA compound. Fingers fly over the keys and keen eyes keep watch of the various camera views as she clicks through them to make sure there are no threats sneaking up on her friends. Nothing unusual pops up on screen, so Darcy gives her friends the go-ahead to continue.

"All clear from what I can see. Don't have too much fun."

"Copy that, little wolf," Clint says over comms. He and Natasha are two of the few who know of Darcy's secret, and two of the few who easily accepted her for what she was besides Jane and Thor. The nickname raised a few questions, but Clint had managed to throw everyone off by spinning a tale of drunken antics and drunken howling in the middle of the New Mexico desert at what Darcy thought were coyotes. No one questioned it, especially when Natasha added to their tale by changing Darcy's ringtone in her phone to a pack of howling wolves. "Stay safe out there. Don't lower the ramp for just anyone."

"Yeah, yeah. Just hurry it up and get back here, Hawkass."

Bucky chuckles over comms and Darcy grins at making the man do so since he hasn't had much good in his life for quite some time. She's then busy paying attention and clicking through different camera views, eyeing some rather familiar claw marks marring the stone walls.

She had one particular reason- two, really- when joining the Avengers on these type of missions; one being so she can keep an eye on her new family and two being so she could continue searching for her parents. Clint and Natasha understood and gladly helped her when possible, but it's in this moment as she's distracted by the claw marks that she misses the visuals she's getting from the Avengers and the fact that they've found two running cryo-chambers.

"Aw, shit," Tony curses.

Darcy finally glances towards the bank of computers that are labeled for each Avenger seeing as they're wearing cameras so she has a visual feed from each one, and she glances first at Tony's feed. She sees the cryo-chambers, but it's Steve and Bucky's rigid forms that have her worried- Steve who looks rather gobsmacked and Bucky who looks livid with his rifle up and aimed. The reasons for these raids were to dismantle HYDRA once and for all, but to also help Bucky cope after everything HYDRA'S put him through by letting him let out his anger in destroying any chairs or chambers such as the ones he's staring at.

"Uh, guys?" Darcy says. "What's the hold up?" Because while the sight of the cryo-chambers is a little unsettling, Bucky's still frozen in place and not ripping the chambers apart like he usually does when he sets eyes on one.

"There's people inside," Natasha answers.

"Well that's a first. Does Buck recognize them or something?"

"No," Barnes states.

"Well then what's the hold up? Clear the frost so I can start facial recognition."

Natasha's camera feed moves forward and Darcy watches on screen as a gloved hand wipes away condensation. The glass is frosted around the edges, but the face beneath is easily view-able after a few minutes. "Female," the redhead states and Darcy gasps, eyes wide at what she's seeing.

"I got a male over here," Steve then says and Darcy quickly glances at his camera feed to see what he's seeing. Sure enough, Darcy quickly realizes that her eyes are not paying a trick on her and a choked off sob escapes past her lips.

"Little wolf? You okay there," Clint asks.

"It's them," Darcy mumbles. "It's them, Hawkeye," she says with more conviction. "Don't touch 'em. I'm coming in." Static erupts in her ear as several of the Avengers try talking over each other, all of them telling her to stay put, but Darcy pays them no mind. Instead, she rushes to the opposite wall and presses in a quick code, a small refrigerator opening up and showcasing the various blood bags they keep in there in case of emergencies. "I really hope none of you get injured while we're out here. I'm taking all the blood."

"WHAT?! WHY?" Tony demands, but again Darcy pays him no mind.

Finding a small cooler, Darcy quickly readjusts the temperature and sets it to heating instead of cooling, and places several bags inside. She grabs one for herself, uncaring for the coolness of it and rips off one corner before chugging the entire bag. She has a feeling she's going to need her strength for today.

The Avengers are still trying to persuade her to remain in the quinjet- Tony, Steve, Bruce, and Bucky; Clint and Natasha being the only ones remaining quiet- but Darcy is hearing none of it.

"Seriously, kid, Thor and Jane will kill us if anything happens to you. Stay put."

"Jane and Thor can kiss it for leaving me behind while they went on vacation to Asgard."

"Come on, little wolf, listen to Stark. These can be more people like me. More Winter Soldiers."

Darcy pauses in strapping a bullet proof vest around her upper torso, lips pulling down into a frown. "They're not," she answers blandly. "They're way more dangerous which is why I'm needed in there."

There's another rush of voices over comms, but the ramp is already lowering and Darcy jumps out before it can fully lower with the cooler's handle gripped tight in hand. Then quickly pressing a few hidden buttons on the outside of the jet, the ramp raises and locks itself so no uninvited guests can enter. Making sure there's nothing out of the ordinary outside- because just how in the world did her parents end up here in a HYDRA base?- Darcy runs inside and follows the noises to her friends.

When she makes it to the stone room and strides up to the cryo-chambers without even glancing at Steve, Bucky, Bruce or Tony, Darcy nods at Clint and pushes the cooler in his hand. She barely glances at her frozen father and she lingers greatly on the face of her mother in the chamber next to his- her hair still the raven locks cut at chin length.

"What the hell is going on?" Tony asks, face plate sliding up. "And why do you think you need to be here if they're more dangerous than the goddamn Winter Soldier?!"

"Because they'll definitely attack you once they're woken up and mine is the only face that will give them pause. Well.. she'll pause and hear us out. I haven't officially met him yet, so I don't know how he'll react," Darcy then says while gesturing at the frozen male.

"Darce," Clint gulps. "Tell them."

"Tell us what exactly?" Steve frowns. Bucky shifts nervously next to him.

Turning around, Darcy sighs. "These are my parents Selene and Michael. They're.. different. I'm different," she says. "I'm sorry I didn't tell any of you sooner, but whatever you're about to see, don't shoot. Them or me." Whirling back around, Darcy walks around the chamber holding her mother and finding it's source of power, she grips the wires and rips them- cutting it's power.

"Darcy, no!" Bruce shuffles forward. "You can't wake her by just thawing her. She'll die without being woken correctly."

"She woke perfectly fine the first time I did this. She'll be hungry, though, so Clint better be prepared with those blood bags if no one wants to be fed on." Standing back in front of the chamber, Darcy grips the handle and pulls. It's locked tightly, possibly password protected, but her mother is just inches away from her so she pulls with all her might. Grunting, metal creaks and then the door opens with a crack and whoosh! of air.

"That's not normal, is it?" Bucky can be heard asking.

Inside the chamber, the cloud of cold air slowly vanishes and Clint mutters, "Holy naked woman, Batman."

Darcy and Natasha snort, and the brunette immediately asks, "Nat, can you find clothes for them? A blanket or something."

They all stand around just watching and it's literally less than three minutes before the frozen woman starts moving. As Tony and Bruce mumble about it all being impossible, Darcy steps forward and gently brushes her mother's cheek.

Eyes snap open and nearly everyone startles at the luminous sky blue eyes darting over each and every face. As her lips part, sharp fangs are barely visible, but they're visible nonetheless.

"Mom," Darcy says. "Mom, look at me. Don't mind them, they're good people."

The frozen raven haired beauty stares at Darcy hesitantly, then shakily steps out of the cold chamber while slightly curling in on herself and crossing an arm over her bare chest. "..Eve?"

"It's Darcy now," she grins.

"You're so grown."

Darcy shrugs. "I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner. It's been a while. Take a look." She then offers up her wrist to her mother, pushing up the sleeve of her long sleeve to bare her wrist. "Go ahead." Glancing at the others at Darcy's back one last time, Selene steps forward and grasps her daughter's wrist. Her eyes seem to shine brighter and as she opens her mouth wider before sinking her fangs into delicate flesh, Darcy holds her free hand up to stall her friends from coming any closer. As Selene drinks, Darcy explains. "Our memories run through our blood. By drinking, mom's seeing everything I've seen and done."

"What.. the.. fuck."

"Vampire, Stark," Darcy smirks. "Mom's a vampire. Death Dealer, really. Or Vampire assassin. However you want to think of it."

Selene pulls back with a gasp, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes are no longer glowing, but they're still an eerie shade of blue. "It really is you." Darcy nods and in the blink of an eye, Darcy and her still very naked mother are clinging to each other.

"Sorry to interrupt this lovely moment, but this is the only outfit I found." The mother and daughter duo separate, and Natasha stands there with a pair of boots and a leather catsuit.

"This is mine." Selene nods her thanks while Bruce cautiously calls out for Darcy.

Looking at the scientist, Darcy grins at him to let him know he has her attention. "I have an extra pair of pants for your father if you think that's okay."

"That's perfect, Bruce. Thank you." At the mention of Darcy's father, Selene's head snaps up and Darcy points out the second chamber. "We're waking him next," she then tells her mother.

Bruce shakes off the bag from his back, zipping it open and pulling out the extra pair of stretch pants that he usually wears on these missions. Normally Hulk would already be strutting about, but when they realized the compound had been empty, Bruce stayed in control until the big guy was absolutely needed.

As Selene dresses, Darcy works on cutting the power to the second chamber and pulling open the door.

"Wait a sec." Tony looks between Selene and Darcy, eyes wild. "If she's a vampire, then what's your father? How does a vampire having a baby even work?"

"Dad's a hybrid," Darcy smirks. "Half vampire, half lycan, but stronger than both."

"And you?!"

"I'm-"

"A tri-blood hybrid," Selene answers as she finishes dressing with a small sigh. Clint passes over a bag of heated blood and Selene grins in thanks before looking back to Tony Stark and her daughter. "The vampire and lycan strain run through your blood, but also the original Corvinus strain as well. You'll be stronger than even your father given the proper training."

Gobsmacked- because, really! Darcy only thought she was a regular hybrid like her father- Darcy completely misses her father waking. A snarl reverberates around the stone room and the whole team tenses, but Selene's there in front of the waking man within a split second. Her hands are on his cheeks, making his completely black eyes stare into her blue as she soothes him. Eventually his mouth full of sharp teeth dull into normal human teeth, and then Selene's pulling him out of the chamber while Darcy hands over the pants for him to wear.

"Michael," Selene says after a moment. "-there's someone I think you need to meet."

"I know."

"..you know?"

"Yeah," the suddenly tired man smiles and accepts a blood bag from an overly cautious Clint. "I saw you and her, our daughter, before the explosions happened. It was weird," he confesses.

"It takes some getting used to," Darcy says and smiles when her father stares at her. "I don't know how it's possible, but I can see through your and mom's eyes, and you mine."

Michael stares at her, completely in awe, and then he's moving and hugging her as if she's made of stone. Darcy cries, laughing all the while, and then makes her parents eat to gather their strength back. Tony, Steve, Bucky and Bruce watch on warily, but Clint and Natasha easily stand guard of the little family and practically challenge their friends to do something.

It's only after Michael's pulled on the borrowed pants and shaking the ice crystals from his hair does the howling start. Everyone in the room tenses and Selene hisses as she searches for the threat, but it's Darcy who practically snarls in anger. "Impossible! We scanned the base and around it. There were no heat signatures here to indicate werewolves on the premises."

Tony's face plate has slid up, his mechanical voice telling them, "Hidden tunnels shrouded by tech could have fooled us. Whatever it was, it concealed lots of these.. werewolves. We're pretty much surrounded," he says as he glances all around them.

"It was a trap," Selene muses.

"A very stupid trap," Darcy growls. "They'll lose."

The howls get louder, and Steve and Bucky immediately go back to back. Steve brings up his shield as if bracing himself for a fight and Bucky raises his rifle while scoping out any threats that can emerge from the various doorways around the room.

Michael's already shifted, the paleness of skin now a dark blue-grey and fingertips elongated into claws. Several of his blunt teeth have sharpened to points, his eyes are pitch black, and his nose and mouth seem to have turned snout-like- all signs of a half-lycan. Selene's eyes are glowing a luminous blue once more, her fangs are sharpened in her mouth and a hand is reaching out for a handgun that Natasha has offered up since the howls have turned numerous.

Darcy's slowly turning in a circle, glowering as she realizes that there are cave-like tunnels even high above them in the walls. "They're coming from everywhere. Keep your eyes high and low."

"Sonnuvabitch," Clint grumbles. Nocking an arrow, he takes position at Nat's back and aims high.

From one slow circle to the next, Darcy shifts as well. Her skin a shade paler than her father's, her fingertips have turned into claws, and the whites of her eyes are pitch black while the irises of her eyes are vampiric blue. Her eyes are a dead giveaway about how truly different she is, not to mention her transformation because while her father looks animalistic like a lycan should, Darcy seems almost normal if it weren't for her skin color and eyes. Her teeth, as well, are different because all her teeth are still blunt except for two sharp canines on her bottom jaw.

Bruce sheds his shirt just as the howls turn into roars and several lycans rush into the room, and the Hulk roars right back while jumping high and swatting down every other lycan he comes across. Clint looses arrow after arrow, Bucky and Selene pop off bullet round after bullet round, Tony releases energy blast after energy blast and Steve lets his shield fly.

Darcy and Michael roar simultaneously, the both of them launching themselves at the lycans closest to them. Darcy continues to growl threateningly as she swipes her claws, her lack of training making her attack sloppy, but her rage making her deadly. She lands a tremendous kick to one lycan's knee, the bone crunching beneath her boot and sends it kneeling. Then launching herself into the air and twisting so she lands on it's back, she yanks it's top jaw open with one hand while her other pushes down it's bottom jaw, and with all her strength she tears the top half of the lycan's head completely off.

She roars her rage once more, two more lycans falling by her hands when she sinks her claws into their eyes and rips out a chunk from their jugulars. Any slashes she received in return heal up almost instantaneously, she barely tires at all as she watches on as lycan after lycan fall at the hands of her parents or the Avengers. A small part of her mourns the fact that so many are dying, but a bigger part of her knows that it's either them or her family.

Three lycans in particular eye Natasha and Clint when Nat's reloading, and surprisingly both Michael and Darcy catch it. They meet up side-by-side, barely sizing each other up, and they come up on the sides of the Black Widow and Hawkeye to roar something fierce. The three fully shifted lycans pauses to glance between Darcy and Michael, but it's Darcy they settle on and it's Darcy they take a step back from.

"Huh," Clint huffs. "Looks like they figured out who the alpha here is."

She takes a step back as the sounds of fighting still go on around her and walks to the center of the room, then bending at the knees Darcy lets the most heart-stopping roar tear from her throat. The lycans all pause in their attack, as do the Avengers- including the Hulk who drops from the walls with a huff- and they all stare at Darcy.

Growling and turning in a slow circle once more to stare each and every lycan left standing in the eye, Darcy continues to growl and practically dares any one of them to challenge her. She lastly catches her father's gaze, growling at him and he only stands down when Selene appears at his back and places a hand on his shoulder. He then steps back, bowing his head and Darcy turns her attention elsewhere.

Seeking out the smallest lycan possible, Darcy strides up to it. Her clawed hands grip the metal color around it's throat, yanking it apart with her bare hands and tosses it to the ground. And when she whirls around, her odd skin color has disappeared and she nearly looks human once again were it not for the glowing blue irises.

"We are not their animals to chain up," she snarls now that she's not fully shifted. "You can be their slaves or you can join me and be lycans!"

A second ticks by and then the lycans are all roaring as one. Those standing tall on two legs fall back to all fours to make themselves less threatening, and Darcy finally turns to face her family with a sheepish shrug.

"Oh man," Tony sighs as he lands on his two feet and the Iron Man face plate slides up. "Pepper's gonna be pissed with all these strays."

It takes a while to get over twenty lycans back to Stark Tower since only a handful managed to shift back into their human form, but they do manage it and Tony puts them up in furnished cells below Stark Tower for the time being. Pepper is more shocked than pissed when she sees Darcy walk off the quinjet covered in blood and she understands right away that something is up when Darcy introduces her to her parents.

They clean up and get their hands on whatever food they can while all congregating on the Common Floor where Darcy's promised them all a rundown of her family history.

"So how exactly old are you?" Tony asks. Pepper gasps and smacks Tony upside the head, but Selene merely smiles.

"I was born in the late fourteenth century. A man named Viktor slaughtered my entire family in the middle of the night and then blamed it on the lycans. He offered me a chance of revenge and I took it thinking he was telling me the truth. But, of course, I learned the truth hundreds of years later and helped turn Michael into what he is today after slaughtering those who knew the truth behind my family's murders."

"We've kind of been on the run ever since," Michael confesses. "At least we were until the government figured out our existence and started to eradicate our kind, and we somehow ended up on the ice instead of dying. I'm guessing that's where Darcy was born when they caught us."

"It was," Darcy frowns. "I was born in captivity and told both my parents were dead when I was old enough to understand. I lived through numerous of tests, starvation, and beatings. It wasn't until I was twelve that they let their guard slip and mentioned that I'd be dying soon, and that my mother next door would never even know I'd existed." She takes a pause as Michael growls, he having to scrunch his eyes close and force the shift back down. "After that, I broke myself and mom out. We reunited, fought off more lycans and government officials, and then searched for Dad when we figured out that he was still alive as well."

"We weren't more than fifty yards away from reuniting once more when explosions rocked the building we were in," Selene recalls.

"And then I woke up alone to both my parents gone yet again," Darcy finishes. "I looked for weeks before all my leads ran cold and decided to change my appearance some since I was still being looked for as well. A vampire friend helped out and I somehow managed to live my life as normal as can be while keeping an ear to the ground for any word about people like me."

"So, wait one second," Steve interrupts. "How did Barton and Romanoff come to know your secret?"

Darcy grins as Clint pouts, but it's Clint who answers anyway. "Coulson had left me to watch over Darce and Jane in New Mexico after Thor split back to Asgard. There's only one convenient store in town and I found it odd that Darcy was driving away from the store and further into the desert one night, so I followed her and got one hell of a scare."

Darcy's giggling and now Natasha's smirking. "Jane apparently showed up like a bat out of hell in rusted up truck- Clint's words, not mine- and whacked him with a rolled up piece of newspaper repeatedly."

"She told him he had no business following me and since it was the full moon, he got one hell of a shock when he peered in through the windows and saw me transform."

"Foster vouched for her and since I had already befriended the two of them, I didn't want to mess up that fragile connection," Clint says as he shrugs. "Jane pleaded to keep Darcy off of SHIELD's radar and I did, but I told Nat because well.. she's my partner."

"I see," Tony drawls. Looking back to the little family of three, he eyes them up before asking, "And what do you plan to do now?"

Darcy shrugs. "Right now I have to stay put and see whether or not the lycans can be rehabilitated into functioning human beings. After that, it's up to mom and dad on where they want to go."

Selene and Michael shrug since apparently it's a new world outside with superheroes and aliens, and Tony's quick to put a stop to their wondering. "Yeah, well, mi casa is still su casa," he tells Darcy. "Just because you're a blood sucking fiend doesn't change my opinion about you. You're still family, kid, and I'd be stupid to kick you out."

"And my parents?"

"They can stay, too," Pepper smiles kindly. "We won't separate you after all this time, Darcy."

Looking up at Michael and Selene, her parents shrug and leave the decision to Darcy. "Well, if I can acclimate two super-soldiers to the twenty-first century, it shouldn't be too hard for a vampire and a hybrid."