Dylann's POV

A scream leaves my throat as I wake up from my nightmare. Arms wrapped around me and pull me into a tight hug. I hug the person back and try to calm down. After about a minute, I finally am calm and the person let's me go.

"Jarvis lights on."

"Yes sir."

The lights blast on bright making my eyes adjust. Beside me sits my older brother Tony Stark.

"What's wrong Dylann? What did you see this time?" Tony pats my shoulder lightly with a worried look on his face.

For two years now, I had nightmares almost every other day. No matter how much medicine I took, how many therapists I talked to, nothing worked. I would always have the same dreams every month... With the same people... people that I didn't know.

"Well yesterday it was about this man with brown hair and blue eyes. I saw him hugging someone and then I saw a folder describing his death. Today I saw me."

I watch as Tony gulps, "What do you mean?"

"Well I saw me, this pretty woman with brown hair and brown eyes, and our dad, Howard. We were all by this radio and there was this voice coming from the other side of it. He was telling us why he wasn't coming back. I hear his voice all the time but for some reason I have never seen his face. Everyone has a face to their voice but not him. And why was I there? I'm so confused."

Tony pulls me into a hug as tears stream down my face, "I don't know bug. But remember you do have powers. Maybe they have something to do with your dreams. Maybe they're some kind of visions."

"Yeah maybe..." I sigh sadly.

"Hey how about I help you with some research. We can research it and try to find the people you've been dreaming about."

I look up with a smile and pull Tony into a hug, "Thanks Tony."

"No problem bug. Now I guess we can go make some pancakes since it's 9 in the morning."

"Sorry." I reply as Tony stands up yawning.

"Don't apologize bug you're fine. Go freshen up then meet me in the kitchen."

I nod and he leaves the room. Laying back on the bed, I look at myself in the mirror on the ceiling. My face looks exactly like it did in the dream. The only difference I see is that my hair now is blonde and in the dream it was black.

Maybe it is my powers.

Sitting up, I flash my eyes to the TV and suddenly it turns on. I smile and leap out the bed.

As I brush my teeth Jarvis speaks, "Miss Stark don't forget that you wanted to go to the gym today. Oh and also Mr. Tony Stark and Ms. Pepper Potts are putting the final touches on the tower in two days."

"Thank you Jarvis."
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3rd Person's POV

Sammie had been in the gym for an hour now. Since she had woken up from her coma two years ago she had been training non-stop. Apparently, she was an Agent. It was fun most of the time to travel and fight bad guys but for some reason, some things would click and in an instant she would get a slight head ache and some vision would pop up in her head.

Maybe they were visions from her past life. She didn't know and she didn't care, all she cares about was seeming as normal as she could.

As she punches the punching bag, the TV on the wall cuts off and starts to static. With each punch the static goes crazier. As she becomes angrier and her frustration with the visions gets worse, the radio starts to switch to different channels quickly. The treadmills in the gym start to go by themselves and they speed up with every punch and kick Dylann gives.

With a final kick to the punching bag, a hole tears through making the sand from the bag fall into the floor. Sammie groans then glances around the empty gym to make sure no one was around. With the flick of a wrist, a vacuum powers on and rolls over to the mess cleaning it up, then disappear back into the supply closet. Smiling at the now clean floor she reaches down to get her water but is stopping by a voice.

"You do know Fury would be angry with you if anybody saw that just now?"

Dylann quickly spins around to see Natasha.

"Seriously Natasha... I almost had a heart attack. Would you not sneak up on me? God we need to get you a bell."

Natasha smiles then walks over and pulls me into a hug, "How are you squirt?"

"Seriously Natasha, how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me squirt. We're literally the same size. And I'm fine thanks." Dylann laughs as she grabs her bag.

"Good we have a mission. You up for it?"

"Hell yeah let's go."

The two leave the gym and walk over to Natasha's car. Just as Dylann gets in the car she sees the most beautiful man she has ever seen.

Steve Rogers walks down the street to the gym which thankfully had been close to his apartment. When he wasn't searching for an answer as to why he was alive, he was blowing off steam in the gym.

As he turns the corner of the street he sees a black bmw by a tree in front of the gym. A woman with bright red hair gets in the driver's seat and a blonde girl stands on the passengers side. As the two lock eyes, Dylann feels as if she had seen him before. But she quickly shakes her head and gets in the car.

Steve who had still been in shock stands wondering if that was Sammie or just someone who looked very similar to her. Of course Nick Fury had told him that she was dead. He read the newspaper, she had been dead for almost 67 years now. She died that night she had been assaulted. Steve just always thought it was weird how the funeral had been a closed casket.

He went to see Peggy for the first time a few days ago and she had been so happy to see him. She even asked if Sammie had been with him. Of course he was confused he had tried to tell her that Sammie was dead but she persisted that Sammie was still well and alive. Before Peggy forget who he was that day she had given him a shoe box from Sammie's friend Connie. He still hadn't opened it. The pain and hurt was still too great.

Looking at the girl once more he can't help but think that the similarities are uncanny. However the last time he saw Sammie her hair had been black and how would she even look so young. Peggy had been almost 90 years old and she looked like her age.

Steve watches the BMW speed down the street then shakes his head.

It couldn't be.