Here's What You All Voted On. My New D&D Character, Apollo Kelby. He Was Raised By Two Female Humans.

Here's what you all voted on. My new D&D character, Apollo Kelby. He was raised by two female humans. So he's not a traditional yautja. His mask was left with him when they found him, he also had a dog. The ones that look like a dog version of a yautja. It died when he was around 17 in human years (about 48ish actual years.) His parents died when he was 19 (50ish years) and then he left home and started adventuring.

Let me know if you want anymore stuff about him, like stories (xReader) or imagines/headcanons, literally anything

Chapter 2: Hydra hurt us, but he brought us together.

Keira finally awakes at the compound but that's not all that happens.

Warnings: Angsty, Allusions to torture, allusions to trauma/PTSD

A/N: sorry for another short chapter. I promise the other ones will be longer once they are finished.

POV First-person: Keira 

"Where am I?" 

This room was white and bright. Unlike the hydra compounds, the walls were clean. Two people were crowding around me. 

"You are in the Avengers compound," a man's voice said. I looked towards him, he had dark hair and a goatee. He had this round light sticking out of his chest. From the info I could gather just by looking at him, he was most likely Tony Stark aka Iron Man.

"You're safe now" a woman’s voice sounded, I looked at her, this appeared to be Natasha Romanoff aka Black Widow. I wanted to get up but I was restrained. Black Widow responded to my struggling "You're okay, we had to put these on because when you first woke up, you nearly beat us all to death" I did a small nod, as I slowly relaxed into the bed “We just wanted to make sure you didn't hurt yourself or us until we could calm you down" Iron Man added.

"Are you calm now?" I nodded. They both slowly started undoing the straps. They must not know who I am… otherwise, they would have put me in a cell. Maybe I’m finally safe…So I just slowly sat up on the bed. "I'm Ton-" "I know who you guys are" I cut him off, and he looked a little startled. "You're Iron Man and you're Black Widow," I pointed at them when I spoke. Black Widow looked at me and smiled slightly "You can just call me Natasha" I nodded slightly. Iron Man said the same thing "Yeah, just call me Tony" he smirked. Another man walked in, who I recognized to be Bruce Banner.

"Oh she's awake" he looked a little surprised when he saw me, and he came over and checked my vitals. "You look fine enough so feel free to get up and move, but just be cautious it might have been a long time since you've walked." I nodded slowly. He and Natasha walked out, Tony stayed to make sure I was alright and was there to help. His mannerisms reminded me of what I remembered about Jacob, my brother. He helped me get up, and when I was good he let go of me. We walked out of the room, "If you feel up to it, you can come to meet the rest of the Avengers." muttering a small okay we walked away from the room. 

I followed him to the living room where most of the Avengers were situated. They quieted down when they saw us walk in. Before they could say anything Tony started talking “The girl we found is awake, it seems she might know some of us.” their eyes shifted from Tony to me. Captain America was the first to speak up “Who do you know out of us?” I looked around the room and listed their names as I looked at them. “Captain America, War Machine, Thor, and Hawkeye.”

"Oh, you know our Hero names," Captain America inquired. I nodded "Hydra had the agents and weapons study potential targets and threats.” They all seemed to tense a little, "but it's mostly information that is already known by most of the general public " Some of them relaxed. 

"So how do we know you're not just some spy that was there to trick us," Hawkeye asked, there is no reason to trust me but I've got to gain their trust, I dont want to be caged again. "I guess you'll just have to trust me." 

"That's exactly what we're not going to do," a booming voice said from behind me, I turned around, and I was face to face with Nick Fury, head of SHIELD. I took a step back as fear started to consume my body but I kept my face neutral. “Fury,” I stated flatly glaring at him as he stared down at me. “Reaper…” I could hear murmurs from behind me. “Reaper? As in the old Hydra ghost story?” someone from behind me whispered. Fury motioned to his agents, they came from the sides and tried to grab me. 

My instincts kicked in as one of the agents grabbed my arm. I flipped him onto his back, and when another came at me I punched him in the gut and hit the back of his knees so he would fall. Another agent ran at me and I quickly wrapped my arm around her neck as I round-house kicked another agent in the face. I brought the female agent’s face down against my knee, breaking her nose. 

Eventually, one of the Avengers stepped in, Thor grabbed my arms, and one of the agents not currently on the ground bound my hands together as I struggled. "You're coming with us Reaper." I continued to struggle "That's. Not. My. Name" I growled out. "And I'm not the director of SHIELD" he responded. Another agent walked forward with a muzzle-type mask.

My eyes widened "No.." I tried to back away, "Stay away from me!" My voice went higher, and tears formed in my eyes. "Please... no" I kept struggling, but Thor still held onto my arms. "No-!" The muzzle clicked around my head. I stopped struggling. The memories of everything flooded my brain. I gave in, the steely-eyed assassin facade dropped, and the scared little girl beneath was revealed. I went limp in their arms as they led me out. The tears streamed down my face, I could feel all of the Avenger's eyes on my backside.

Also because I was bored I made a character AI of my dnd character Apollo. The yautja.

This beefy boy ^

Here's the link -

character.ai

Chat now with Apollo Kelby · created by @Ravencrafts234

Apollo Kelby: "Are you alright?" *a large yautja with greenish skin and blue spots offers his clawed hand to help you up. you had only heard

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