DA Chapter 13

Ch. 5

Chapter 4

A mere three weeks after her chance encounter with the men at the park, Maura managed to put a new routine in place for herself amongst the team.

Each morning she got up, packed a bag, and went for a run at a different location, never hitting the same place twice. Sometimes it was a park, a lake, a running track, or a densely wooded area; always something different. She claimed it was a way to keep her body guessing, different terrain, so her muscles never got used to one form of running.

The truth was, Maura was setting up a way for her to slip away without anyone questioning. She had an assignment from those men, and she needed to be there. Now she could make her appointment without the Avengers questioning anything.

Today was like all the rest, only this time, Maura added a few items to her bag. She still got her run in, but instead of going back to the Tower, Maura went to the location Sergeant Batrel had given her.

“It is good to see you made it,” Lieutenant Saltz greeted.

“Well, sir, Sergeant Batrel told me to be here. I had little choice in the matter.”

“Now, Raven, there is always a choice, and we have not yet ordered you to do anything.”

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Ch. 13

Chapter 12

Maura looked at her reflection in the mirror. She hadn’t even been back a year yet, but each time she donned her Hydra uniform on, she felt a greater sense of discomfort than she had the time before. Hydra had been her home; she had worn the symbol proudly for so many years. She had been happy to do her part, fulfilling her duty to an organization that, in her mind, saved her life.

But now? Knowing what she now knew about her family, about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, she saw no reason at all to wear the symbol, nor to serve Hydra any longer. Maura had hoped that the feeling would fade the longer she spent back in the black, but it had grown stronger by the day. She now knew that to some extent, for better or worse, both Hydra and the Avengers had raised her. How could she help her friends if she failed to do what she felt was right?

She thought of her entry into Hydra after she was left in that hospice, alone, without any family to keep her grounded. They had taken her in, given her work and a sense of purpose. She had been a special ops agent, trained to a level only the best were allowed to reach. Intensive study under the likes of the Winter Soldier himself. She even taught young agents the ropes and how to be good spies. But that was all behind her now.

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Ch. 4

Chapter 3

Maura had been at the Tower with the Avengers for a total of three months. She was slowly but surely getting to know everyone and gaining the trust of each of the members. She was still struggling to crack the tough shell of others, but that was to be expected with some.

She had always been very interested in the people around her, even more so in those that stood alone. Being laid up in a hospital bed most of her life, she had little else in which she could excel.

Maura worked hard to learn as much as she could about each individual. Not only to build a relationship with each of them but to learn of each one’s weakness. For each one, there was a piece of information that she aimed to find out; the tiniest of details always saved to memory. She trained herself to pick out every little nuance, details about their past, present, and even what they wanted for their future.

Since the first Avenger started coming out of their shadows, Maura worked to get a clearer picture of their original personalities. Who they had been before Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D., and who they were now; the traits that had molded them.

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Ch. 2

Chapter 1

Five Hydra agents sat around the large table. A lone female agent stood off in a corner, just watching and waiting. Hydra needed more intel on the Avengers, more than what was already public knowledge, and the men were trying to come to an agreement on the best course of action to obtain something useful. They needed a new approach.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was easy - but the Avengers proved to be more difficult. It was going to take someone special to get into their ranks.

“Raven is our best asset and the only one that can do the impossible,” Lieutenant Saltz spoke. “She can get past their security measures without a problem and get us what we need.”

“She’s reckless,” agent Dakini said. “We can’t trust her to -”

“She will be the best person to infiltrate the Avengers,” Sergeant Batrel interrupted. “No one else has the connection, yet disconnect, that she does to them.”

Dakini rolled his eyes. “We can’t just send her into them. They’ll -”

“Raven and Stark have a history,” Sanzetti finally spoke up. “She can get close to them - she can get in.”

Agent Dakini shook his head tightly. “It’s been decades! Who’s to say he’ll even remember her? Let alone trust her enough to allow her in.”

Sergeant Batrel glared at the agent before turning to Malick at the head of the table. “She’s our best option here, sir.”

“She’s not ready,” Dakini said adamantly, but the other three agents did not hear his words. They heard her.

“I will do whatever Hydra needs of me.”

“Raven,” Batrel looked up with a stoic expression.

Agent Dakini frowned and pressed his lips together. “She’s not ready,” he said quietly, “She’s unstable, sir. She went against orders last time she confronted them; how do we know she won’t do the same and betray Hydra when left on her own?”

The other three agents exchanged looks before the Lieutenant shook his head briefly. “She’s our best chance,” he said, “And if she proves she’s not ready, then I’ll deal with it.”

The four agents began to argue, but Malick did not say anything. He knew the potential of enlisting Raven to get the intel, and if that meant dealing with her if she tried to leave - then so be it.

They had lost The Soldier to the Avengers already, but they had to retake the risk. The only advantage they have with Raven is that her ties don’t run nearly as deep to her past as The Soldier's had.

“Get her ready,” Malick finally spoke.

“Sir?” Dakini spoke again, “We should at least send a second in with her to make sure nothing-?”

“She can take care of herself,” Malick spoke again. “Get her ready.”

Raven nodded at her superior before leaving the room.

Agent Dakini shook his head. “They’re going to kill her.”

Batrel looked up at him, “I don’t think so. I know she will succeed for Hydra.”

“It’s a suicide mission.”

Sanzetti stood and turned to Dakini. “Not if she’s on her own. We saw it with the Soldier; the Avengers won’t easily destroy one of their own.”

“She’s not one of theirs.”

“Not yet.”

Dakini could only shake his head, “Sir, I really must object to this.”

Sanzetti looked to his superior and waited for him to respond.

“You’ve already made your point clear - we’ll talk later.”

Agent Dakini started to speak again but sighed and shook his head.

Malick turned to the Sergeant and Lieutenant. “Good work with preparing her for this. But know, if she goes against her training, it is on you two as well.”

They nodded in understanding. Malick dismissed Sanzetti and Dakini, leaving just Saltz and Batrel with him in the room. They remained silent for a few moments before one finally spoke up.

“Are we sure this is the best course of action? Sending Raven, alone, into not only S.H.I.E.L.D. but the Avengers?”  Saltz asked.

Malick shook his head. “She’s special.”

“She is damaged.”

Malick paused, “Is she?”

“Sir?” Saltz questioned.

“I think...” Malick began, “I think she has always been special, just in her own way. She doesn’t fit in the normal situations, like the X-Men or the Avengers. She was created, yes, but not by anything here. Her different fighting styles, her unusual tactics - I think that was always there. I think some, even in the laboratory, knew she was different. I think they tried to make her into a weapon like they had the others - but Raven was and always will be a thing of her own.” 

“She functions and does what Hydra forces her to do. Like all the others,” Batrel reasoned.

“No.” Malick shook his head. “She will never be like the others, and even if she is, she may never be wholly Hydra. But I am willing to take that risk again.” He stood. “She is our last hope, and if she succeeds, she will be our first Avenger recruited.”

“But they’ll never trust her,” Saltz assured.

“She’s not looking for trust. She’s looking for a place to belong.” Malick smiled.

“But, sir.”

“It’s been decided. There will be no more talk on the matter. ” Malick turned on his heel.

“Sir?” The two men questioned in unison.

The officer stopped but did not turn. “I take full responsibility for anything she may do that is unexpected of her. Or anything unexpected that she may do that is expected of her. Do not question me again.”

“Sir,” The men acknowledged.

“Dismissed.”

The agents nodded before leaving the room.

Malick stood at the door, watching. If he was correct, and he knew he was, then Raven could change everything.

Raven stood at the desk inside the doors of the massive building.

“Can I help you?” The woman behind the desk asked, never looking up from her computer screen.

“I need to speak with Mr. Stark. Can you tell me whe-”

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” the receptionist cut off, “But no one sees Mr. Stark, or any of the Avengers, without prior approval.”

“I have prior approval. From a Mr. Stark himself.” She reaches into her small handbag and pulls out an ID, showing it to the woman.

“Well then,” the receptionist pauses, seeing the name on the card, “Oh, ma’am, I am so sorry. I-I didn’t know. Le-Let me just call up to his office and let them know you are here.”

“No, please, I’d much rather surprise him. I just need to know which way it is to his main office, please.”

“Of course. Just, uh, take that elevator there,” the receptionist pointed to a lone set of doors at the far side of the building entrance, with a guard standing next to them. “There’s only one button inside, ma’am, and it will take you directly to Mr. Stark and the Avengers’ main lobby upstairs.”

“Thank you so much for your help.” She smiled sweetly at the woman before turning and walking to the elevator. The guard had watched the interaction from afar and let her in immediately as she arrived.

Pressing the button, she held her breath as the elevator lifted her to the top floors.

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Ch. 14

Chapter 13

A couple of months had passed since Maura made her return to the Tower. With the help of Natasha and Wanda, she had been able to begin slowly regaining the trust of those around her. After all that had happened, she knew it would take them some time to accept her again fully. That was okay, though; she could wait.

There was one person that welcomed her back with open arms, though as if she had never been gone a day. Morgan. Her niece stuck by her side every chance she could. Tony was, rightfully, reluctant about allowing his daughter to spend time with Maura, but Pepper convinced him to give it a chance.

“Maura has never done anything to Morgan that would give cause for concern, Tony. You can see how much she loves her aunt,” she tried to reason.

“She left her, Pepper. She gave no warning at all, just abandoned her.”

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Chapter 6

The Avengers Compound had a lot of security. There were cameras, guards, alarms, and sensor systems around the perimeter to keep out intruders and any other threats. Maura got through it all and found a place to park. She pulled her hood over her head as she exited the car and made her way into the building. She wore her regular clothing since she wasn't instructed to arrive in anything else and was ready to show Fury everything she had to offer to S.H.I.E.L.D..

When Maura walked into the training room, she was a bit nervous. She had no idea what to expect, and she didn’t know what was in her file with S.H.I.E.L.D. to be able to judge just how much they knew about her gifts. She stood with her hood up and her hands behind her back, hiding her face in the shadows.

“Maura, please step forward,” Nick said as he entered the training room.

Maura walked to the center of the room, slowly lowering her hood as she went.

“I just need to see you prove to us that you can handle the gifts you have and can be a good addition to the team,” Fury explained.

“Director Fury, I know I can handle whatever you may have to throw at me,” Maura said, remaining calm and confident. She was ready for anything that she would face when she joined the Avengers.

“Maura, I have never met anyone that has not only an ability to manipulate energy but the ability to control each of the four main elements as well. Is there anything else you can do?” Fury asked.

“No, that’s all,” Maura answered calmly.

“Let’s start simple then, shall we?” He gestured to a table across the room, “Two of the four elements are on that table; show us what you can do.”

Maura glanced at Nick a moment before turning her attention back at the table.

“Water,” She said calmly, then extended her right hand. The water lifted slowly from the bowl. Bringing it to hover in front of her, she formed it into a sphere above her hand. The water seemed to bubble as she manipulated it.

Suddenly, the door behind the duo was flung open. In a matter of milliseconds, Maura had taken in her surroundings as she turned herself around to face the newcomer, noticing Fury never even flinched. Maura was sure this was part of her test and, as such, needed to keep herself under control.

This new stranger held what could only amount to a flamethrower, already lit with an intense flame. Maura lifted her left hand, causing the fire to shift toward the ceiling rather than toward herself and the director. With a wave of her right hand, the hovering water found and doused the flame altogether.

A second intruder came through a side door, firing a standard-issue semi-automatic weapon. Luckily for Maura, Hydra used the same gun, so she was very familiar with its workings. A flick of her left wrist had managed to trap the barrage of bullets into a small sphere hovering freely in the air. Once she was sure they had lost their trajectory, she allowed them to drop to the floor.

The first man ran toward Maura, causing her to smirk a little. She outstretched her right hand toward the table again; the dirt in the second bowl rose and floated quickly toward the center of the room. It halted directly in front of her, waiting for her command. She snapped her fingers, and the dirt formed into a fist. Maura brought it to a halt directly in front of the man’s face.

She turned her focus back on the man holding the gun. The water that had pooled on the floor had now formed into a bladed weapon of its own. Just like the fist, it came to a stop in front of her as if waiting for an order. She waved her fingers over the blade. A mist rose off the surface, gathering into a cloud. The water that had formed the knife became solid ice, yet the room's temperature remained the same.

Maura shook her finger toward the man and sent the blade flying toward the gunman. It embedded into the wall directly behind him, missing his body by mere centimeters. She knew he was no real danger to her, so she would not cause any actual harm.

“Enough,” Fury’s voice boomed through the room. “Excellent, Maura. I think you will be a great addition to the Avengers.”

“Thank you, sir. ” Maura said, turning to grin at the director. She was very proud of herself and everything she had shown Fury today. Indeed she could not be denied now.

“You’re welcome to explore the compound here as well; get used to your new surroundings. You are free to head back to the Tower any time,” he added as he strode away from her.

Maura turned, walked out of the training room, and headed straight back to her car. She was famished and needed to head back, making a quick stop at a small cafe in a small town between the compound and the city.

Sitting at the small table on their outdoor patio, snacking on a small bowl of fruit, and reading a magazine that someone had left behind, Maura seemed to be in her own little world. She didn’t react when someone sat across from her, never even looking up from the glossed papers in her hand.

“It’s done. I’m officially on the team.” She said coldly.

“Good.”

Maura knew immediately that it was her Sergeant that had joined her this time. “Yeah,” she said, continuing to read, never lifting her eyes to the man sitting opposite. “He seemed impressed enough. I’m sure he is calling them to give the good news now.”

“What do you know thus far? Anything that can help us prepare?” Batrel questioned.

“Not really,” Maura shrugged. “Most of the intelligence is common knowledge and Fury seems pretty good about keeping things out of the records. Their weaknesses, outside of physical anyway, are fairly predictable, mostly family-oriented. Banner is going to be the most difficult there, simply because his greatest weakness is, in a sense, himself. But outside of family ties, and big skeletons, there isn’t much yet, sir.”

“Skeletons?”

“Things like Fury’s death, missions that the Widow and Barton took part in that no one else seems to know about. None of it seems relevant enough for our task though, so I’ve shifted my focus solely to Stark. He knows more about projects his father worked on than what is accessible in files, not to mention a slew of his own projects that he has been working on. He has begun to show me some in his varying labs, but I haven’t managed to get him to allow me into the newest one. That is the one I feel could be the most beneficial to us.”

“Seems you have a solid plan in place then.” He spoke. “Do you feel you can do it quickly?”

“I don’t know; it’s going to take a little time to get in good enough with Stark to be able to truly learn anything about this new project. What is the timeline I have?” Maura asked, finally looking up from the magazine, giving her companion her full attention.

“Generally, this would need to happen much faster, but given your…” Batrel paused, “Your relationship, we’re willing to give the time needed. Provided we are kept up to date on it all.”

“There are at least half a dozen Hydra agents inside the Tower; I’ve seen them. I can begin getting word through them the times I am unable to reach out myself. ” She said, a little smugly.

“Good,” Batrel said.

“When is he expecting another contact from me?” Maura asked, returning to her magazine.

“We will give you three months to get accustomed to your new role, but then we will need to have something substantial, or we will pull you out. It can be small, but it needs to show that you are getting the job done.” Sergeant Batrel stood from his chair.

“Three months will be plenty of time.” Maura shrugged. “You will have something by then.”

Batrel nodded and left. Maura waited another few minutes, finishing her food and paying her small bill before taking her leave and heading back to the Tower.

That evening, having celebrated her achievement and welcoming her to the team, everyone departed for their respective floors and rooms to get some much-needed sleep. She was just getting ready for bed when someone clicked on a small light in her room. A voice poked its head around the door. “Maura? Are you decent?”

“Yes, Tony, come in.”

Tony walked in with a flat box that he hid behind his back.

“Oh no, you didn’t just bring me something,” Maura could feel a look of apprehension come over her face as Tony laughed.

“It’s just a little welcome home gift.”

“Gift? What are you talking about?” Maura felt uneasy. She was not easily startled, but she was extremely wary.

“Just open it, Maura.” He said, handing her the neatly wrapped box.

She carefully removed the ribbon that held the two halves together. She set it on the bed in front of her and lifted the lid, setting it aside. Her eyes widened, seeing the deep red leather in front of her.

“Tony, what -”

“You’ve been working hard and showing some potential. I felt it only right that, joining the Avengers, you have a proper outfit to use on missions.”

Maura couldn’t help but be in awe. She lifted the suit from the box to admire it in its whole light. It was the same color as Tony’s armor with an Avenger ‘A’ at the center of the belt. “I - I don’t know what to say.” Maura looked at Tony with a grin on her face.

“Say thank you?” Tony said, his sarcastic charm ever-present.

“Thank you, brother. It’s perfect.” She stood from her spot, and they embraced in a quick show of gratitude.

“Well, Maura, get some rest. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow.” Tony said, smiling wide.

Maura sat on the bed and looked at the new suit once more. Then she closed the lid on the box and put it on the floor next to the bed. She didn’t sleep that night, pleasantly surprised with her new gift, and excited for the future.

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Chapter 3

The distinct click of the door draws my attention to the figures entering the room. Natasha, Steve, and Tony stand just inside the door, none of them daring to get too close.

“So, Marena, to what do we owe this surprise visit?” Tony is the first to speak.

Standing up from my spot on the floor, I brush myself off and rest my hands on my hips. “This doesn’t look like a visit to me, Stark.”

“Well, you did abandon us. You can’t tell me you expected us to welcome you with open arms, did you?” Steve tries to reply nicely, but I can hear the slight pain in his voice.

“I guess not. But I didn’t expect this either. I’ve given you no reason not to trust me.”

“You left with no warning. No one could find you, not even Fury. Why?” Nat takes a couple of steps toward me but still keeps her distance.

“Я думал, что достаточно ясно дал понять, что это произошло потому, что я не хотел, чтобы меня нашли. (I thought I had made it clear enough that this was because I didn't want to be found.)”

I can see Bucky tense up again in my peripheral sight. Now I know it is just because of the language; Russian still makes him uneasy.

I turn to look at Bucky briefly and offer a reassuring smile. “Sorry, Soldier. I forget, sometimes.”

Turning my attention back to the others, I reply in English this time. “I had my reasons. And I have no reason to tell them to any of you.”

Bucky can’t seem to take his eyes off of me now. I can tell he is still trying to figure me out. What our past might have been. Who I am exactly.

“Что он делает? (What is he doing?)” Nat whispers, nodding toward him.

“Он пытается понять, откуда он меня знает. Но он не может. Благодаря Ваканде некоторые воспоминания остались - (He's trying to figure out how he knows me. But he can't. Thanks to Wakanda, some memories remain -) ” I trail off as I look over and meet his eyes. I watch as his jaw tenses again.

“Sorry. I promise I’ll work on remembering,” sarcasm lacing my voice as I speak. “But if it’s any consolation, I know which words to avoid.” I wink at him.

The four of us just watch as Bucky lets out a sigh and walks out of the room.

As soon as the door clicks shut, Nat whips around and stares at me. Her hands on her hips.

“What was that about?”

“Nothing,” I reply coldly.

“You and Barnes have a history or something?” she inquires.

“You could say that.” I nodd.

“What kind of history exactly?”

“Забудь об этом, вдова, (Forget it Widow),” I answer sternly.

“Ohhh...? Must be something deep for you to be calling me that - Shadow.”

I can’t help but smirk a little at her sarcasm. She always did prefer calling me that over anything else. Not to say she wouldn’t use my real name when around others, but she always used Shadow when she was, well, my sister and not the agents we were supposed to be.

“Shadow?” Tony’s voice brakes through our little argument.

It is kind of funny to me still, after all these years, to see Nat’s composure change when we are together in a relaxed environment.

She isn’t the always-ready weapon we were made to be. She is instead more of the child she suppressed for so long. Knowing she is one hundred percent safe with me around, she doesn’t have to be ready to fight.

“At least tell us what you did while you were gone, Marena?” Steve speaks as he makes his way to where I am standing — seemingly ignoring the conversation that had just taken place. “Did you work for the enemy? Did you share any of our secrets?”

Tony offers his input too. “Why should we trust you again? Especially since we’re missing some pieces about who you are.”

“I did freelance work. If someone was willing to pay enough, I didn’t care what side the client was on. I never took out any of your direct allies, though, if that’s what you’re asking. And no, I didn’t share any of your secrets. You should know me better than that, Steve.”

“I never know what to think with you, Petrova.”

“And as for you, Stark?” I look around Steve’s towering form. “I’ll gladly answer whatever questions you have, within reason.”

“Shadow?” he repeats, just staring at me.

“I was trained in the same facility as the Black Widows. Just under a different program. There’s no record of my training, missions, or life before I escaped from Hydra. Just rumors and ghost stories. A shadow. Just as they trained me to be.”

“That’s it?” he asks, shaking his head.

“That’s it… As far as the name goes anyway.” I smirk at him.

“What about before you left? You were on Cap’s team before disappearing; how can I know I can trust you?”

“I wasn’t on any damn team, Stark,” I snap, “I helped Steve because of Barnes. Unless you would have preferred, I let him destroy more than he did?”

“How exactly did you help? How do you seem to know so much about the Winter Soldier?”

“Research,” I say coldly, not willing to go into exact detail.

“Fine. I thought we destroyed everything about the soldier? So how would you know how to trigger him?”

I look around Tony to Steve. “You’re welcome for that, by the way.” He just smiles in response as I turn my attention back to answer Tony's question. “I knew how to activate the Winter Soldier long before any of you knew he was real.”

“And I’m just supposed to trust that you won’t activate him for the sheer enjoyment of it?”

“Tony, let me ask you something. Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?”

“Well, no, but -”

“Then why would now be any different? You know me, Stark. Look me in the eyes and tell me you can’t trust me.”

“Fair enough.” Tony nods in understanding.

“Look, I may not be pleased about how I came back to the Tower. And I won’t say that I’m happy to be here at all with all this uncertainty surrounding me. But, if you’ll have me, I’d like to stay. For a little while, at least.”

I look at Tony for an answer.

“You know you always have a room here, no matter what. Just, please, don’t make me regret that. Deal?” He smirks a little.

“Deal, Stark,” I smirk back.

“Welcome home, Marena.” Steve wraps his arms around me and gives me a welcoming hug.

I stand watching as Tony makes his way out of the room, followed closely by Steve.

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Ch. 14

Chapter 13

A couple of months had passed since Maura made her return to the Tower. With the help of Natasha and Wanda, she had been able to begin slowly regaining the trust of those around her. After all that had happened, she knew it would take them some time to accept her again fully. That was okay, though; she could wait.

There was one person that welcomed her back with open arms, though as if she had never been gone a day. Morgan. Her niece stuck by her side every chance she could. Tony was, rightfully, reluctant about allowing his daughter to spend time with Maura, but Pepper convinced him to give it a chance.

“Maura has never done anything to Morgan that would give cause for concern, Tony. You can see how much she loves her aunt,” she tried to reason.

“She left her, Pepper. She gave no warning at all, just abandoned her.”

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Ch. 5

Chapter 4

A mere three weeks after her chance encounter with the men at the park, Maura managed to put a new routine in place for herself amongst the team.

Each morning she got up, packed a bag, and went for a run at a different location, never hitting the same place twice. Sometimes it was a park, a lake, a running track, or a densely wooded area; always something different. She claimed it was a way to keep her body guessing, different terrain, so her muscles never got used to one form of running.

The truth was, Maura was setting up a way for her to slip away without anyone questioning. She had an assignment from those men, and she needed to be there. Now she could make her appointment without the Avengers questioning anything.

Today was like all the rest, only this time, Maura added a few items to her bag. She still got her run in, but instead of going back to the Tower, Maura went to the location Sergeant Batrel had given her.

“It is good to see you made it,” Lieutenant Saltz greeted.

“Well, sir, Sergeant Batrel told me to be here. I had little choice in the matter.”

“Now, Raven, there is always a choice, and we have not yet ordered you to do anything.”

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Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? 

is your room messy or clean?

what color are your eyes?

do you like your name? why?

what is your relationship status? 

describe your personality in 3 words or less

what color hair do you have?

what kind of car do you drive? color?

where do you shop?

how would you describe your style?

favorite social media account

what size bed do you have? 

any siblings?

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

favorite snapchat filter? 

favorite makeup brand(s)

how many times a week do you shower?

favorite tv show?

shoe size?

how tall are you?

sandals or sneakers? 

do you go to the gym? 

describe your dream date

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

what color socks are you wearing? 

how many pillows do you sleep with?

do you have a job? what do you do? 

how many friends do you have? 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? 

whats your favorite candle scent? 

3 favorite boy names

3 favorite girl names

favorite actor? 

favorite actress? 

who is your celebrity crush?

favorite movie? 

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? 

money or brains? 

do you have a nickname? what is it? 

how many times have you been to the hospital?

top 10 favorite songs

do you take any medications daily? 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

what is your biggest fear? 

how many kids do you want? 

whats your go to hair style?

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) 

who is your role model? 

what was the last compliment you received?

what was the last text you sent?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

what is your dream car? 

opinion on smoking?

do you go to college? 

what is your dream job? 

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? 

do you have freckles? 

do you smile for pictures?

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 

have you ever peed in the woods? 

do you still watch cartoons? 

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Favorite dipping sauce? 

what do you wear to bed? 

have you ever won a spelling bee?

 what are your hobbies?

can you draw? 

do you play an instrument?

what was the last concert you saw? 

tea or coffee?

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

do you want to get married?

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

are you going to change your last name when you get married? 

what color looks best on you? 

do you miss anyone right now? 

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

do you believe in ghosts?

what is your biggest pet peeve? 

last person you called`

favorite ice cream flavor? 

regular oreos or golden oreos? 

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? 

what shirt are you wearing? 

what is your phone background?

are you outgoing or shy?

do you like it when people play with your hair?

do you like your neighbors? 

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

have you ever been high? 

have you ever been drunk? 

last thing you ate? 

favorite lyrics right now

summer or winter? 

day or night? 

dark, milk, or white chocolate? 

favorite month? 

what is your zodiac sign

 who was the last person you cried in front of?