I sat with Morgan, my younger sister, in the taxi as we made our way to the Avengers Tower, which was where our godmother, Pepper Potts, lived with her boyfriend Tony Stark. I stared at the gaudy tower, trying to make it fit the idea of "home". I glanced over at Morgan. Now, more than ever, I had to watch out for her, take care of her. Mom and Dad were gone.

The crash had left three survivors. The drivers of the cars on top of the one Mom and Dad were in. I squeezed Morgan's hand gently. At last we arrived at the tower. Up close it was even more gaudy, even more flashy. Just like Stark.

As we grabbed our bags out of the trunk and I paid the cabbie, Morgan wandered up to the door. I joined her and suddenly a voice came from a small speaker.

"Hello, ladies," it said in a British accent. "I am JARVIS, I will show you to your rooms, Miss Potts will be up to meet you when you have settled." The doors opened and slender mechanical arms whirred to pick up our bags, sliding along the walls to our rooms. "Please step into the elevator, ladies, I will take you to your floor."

We stepped into the elevator and JARVIS told us that he was basically the mechanical butler for the whole tower, and that he was ever at our service. The elevator doors opened and our floor was revealed. It looked nothing like the first floor, and it was decorated in a way we both liked. Morgan's room was filled with movie posters, mine with band posters, deep burgundy walls with broad black stripes and black trim. My bags were on my bed, and I began to unpack, keeping an eye on Morgan through our open doors.

I heard the elevator open and Pepper walked in. I vaguely remember her from when we were very young. She was Mom's best friend. And now she would take care of us. She talked to us and I had Morgan close, a hand on her shoulder. I knew what she was going to say. I had heard it all before, how sorry she was, how much it must hurt to lose both parents so young. I wasn't ungrateful, I was just tired of hearing apologies for something they did not do. I knew Morgan was listening, and would fill me in with anything I needed to know.

Before I knew it, Pepper had left. I hugged Morgan with one arm, and went into my room. I looked around, and shut the door, pulling all the shadows into myself and made a cocoon out of it, letting myself become wrapped in it. I stayed in there for a long time… I forgot about the time, and just let myself fall into the blackness of my mind.

When I couldn't hold the shadows around me anymore, I stood and went into the kitchen area to make a snack. I grabbed an apple and sliced it, then put peanut butter on the slices, humming "Bad Apple!"

I checked on Morgan, then took my snack into my room to eat it. Setting the empty plate on the nightstand - when did I eat all those slices? I wonder unemotionally - and curled under the covers, not even bothering to change into my pjs.