Disclaimer: This was just a crack fic. Sorry. Enjoy anyway
"Every Saint Has a Past, and Every Sinner has a Future."
-Oscar Wilde
Chapter 1.
Hi, my name is Elizabeth (Betty) Diamond Louise Van Ton. Despite what it sounds like, my last name is NOT crouton. I'm a 19 year old girl with bright blue hair with blonde highlights that comes to my thicc butt (Ew, why are you looking at my butt you pedo). I have violet eyes with flecks of gold and silver in them, I inherited them from my mother (She has a rare eye condition (She's also dead)), and my skin is a tan that fluxes to pasty white in certain lights. My usual clothing is leather bras, pants, and grunge baggy shirts that usually come to my butt and has a hole in the front to show off my chest bits.
My parents died when I was really young so Tony Stark took me in when they did. I helped him make his suits, so you could say I was the brains to his balls. At age 14, Nick Fury approached me to join the Avengers like dear old daddy Stark.
"What?" I shrieked, jumping up and down. My black heeled combat boots making clicks when I hit the ground.
"You heard me motherfucker," Nick Fury growled in his low sexy voice. His leather eyepatch matching my bra that you could see through my shirt. "You have powerful abilities unlike what we've seen before."
"O...m...G! I thought it was all a dream when I got bitten by that magical butterfly!" I squealed, my black painted nails curling into a fist. Me?! An Avenger?!
"What the hell? Magical butterfly?" Nick roared. "I will never understand kids these days. Whatever, Black widow will train you in hand to hand combat and you will be stronger than you've ever known ….."
I knew I wasn't ordinary, maybe even extraordinary. This is what my life has been leading to this entire time. My parents dying in a train explosion, being bitten by that butterfly. Who knows, maybe I'll find love along the way...