Chapter 1

Richard walked towards the gates with a smile on his face. Soon he would be home and be rid of the dreaded place in London known as St Francis College after a long day of homework.

"Hey Richard!" A female voice called out.

Richard turned around to find himself bear hugged by a familiar looking girl, with black hair tied in a set of pigtails and dark brown skin like his own; it was his petite best friend, Celina Ogbonna.

"Celina...can't...breath" Richard whispered as his ribs were crushed.

"Oh, sorry" Celina said sheepishly before she let go and gave him her trademark smile.

Richard breathed a small sigh of relief. As he glanced down at his shorter friend briefly, today she wore her wackiest red shirt of the week which read "I'm a tree hugger and a lover!" and a set of blue jeans, slung on her back was a black rucksack like Richard's own.

"Well, well, well what do we have here...the two lovebirds here to plan their next date!" A voice croaked from a few metres away.

Richard swivelled his head around and found himself staring at the speaker, a short and skinny boy known as Tyrone, he wore a black beanie, a gray gillet, blue jeans and sandals

"First he's not my boyfriend and second just shut up Tyrone and go fuck a monkey!" Celina retorted, before Richard could respond.

"Okay that's it you bitch!" Tyrone said as he strode forward and shoved Celina backwards.

Richard narrowed his eyes as Celina fell to the ground and raised his fist which he then drove forward into Tyrone's cheek knocking the boy back into a crowd of onlookers.

"Aw look at the Loser fightning back!" A voice called out from the crowd as Celina got up and stared at Richard in shock.

"What were you thinking,I was totally gonna brian him!" Celina whispered in his ear.

"I was thinking,if I didn't punch him my mum wouldn't forgive me..." Richard whispered back as he backed away from the growing crowd.

"You tell your mum about these things? Oh My Days your a mummy's boy!" Celina teased.

"Who the fuck pushed Tyrone onto me!" A voice yelled.

"It was Richard, he completely pummelled Tyrone!" A voice cried out.

"Man Like Richy!" Another voice yelled enthusiastically.

"Sounds like someone's got fans..." Celina whispered in Richard's ear as he stood paralysed on the spot by all the attention.

"Shut up...and let's get out of here." Richard moaned in reply as he grabbed Celina's hand.

"Dweeb!" Another voice called out.

Suddenly, Richard's temporary embarrassment was forgotten as he saw numerous people getting pushed out of the way to reveal a fairly tall boy with blonde hair which was closely cropped, he stood at an impressive 6 ft 2 like Richard.

If there was one thing Richard Danquah hated it was a bully. Figures I'd have to deal with something like this...he thought to himself as he dodged a punch thrown by the brawny blonde before him known as Drake Sutherland. The boy much like his nickname "The Dolt" was a simple minded boy from one of the richer families in London who liked to play it tough.

"Look Drake, I really don't want to fight you, I mean what would you gain out of fighting me...I'm not exactly the strongest guy in the park am I?" Richard said as he strode forward and held up a bony arm with an as fearful face that he could muster. Please go away and let me go home...my mum's going to slaughter me if I'm late...

"Shut Up! We're done when I say were done!" Drake said as he lunged for Richard's navy shirt and tie, only for the bony boy to sidestep away, sending Drake rocketing forwards.

Richard smiled with a hint of satisfaction as he heard a few laughs from the crowd.

"Alright that's it loser, your dead meat!" Drake shouted in anger as he dusted off his jeans and cracked his knuckles.

"Excuse Mr Sutherland but what exactly are you doing here!" A deep voice growled from the crowd.

Drake stood up still with his back straight as the crow parted to reveal a bald man with peach coloured skin, a black goatee and a black suit. Richard immediately straightened up and tried to look serious. Standing before him was the head teacher, Mr Augustus Pike, perhaps the most feared man in the school. According to the rumours Richard had heard around the college, Mr Pike was an ex- soldier from the army who had once tried to bite off someone's ear.

"Shouldn't you kid's all be home and as for you Mr Sutherland your going straight back to Miss Keane's detention and your staying for three hours." Mr Pike said stoically as he clapped his hands twice which signalled the end of the day's events.

Richard let out a huge sigh of relief and motioned for Celina to follow him to the bus stop but not before he felt a shoulder barge from a few random students who were clearly annoyed at the foul mood Drake was going to take out on the them during the next day.

Half an Hour Later...

After being on the receiving end of Celina's banter on the bus, Richard began the slow walk down his street until his red door, number 25. Richard sighed as he pulled out his keys and entered the terraced house. Richard's hazel eyes were quickly met by darkness; stumbling clumsily towards the kitchen he turned on the light to see the biggest shock of his life.

Sat across from him was his mother, Anita Danquah, eating a tub of ice cream with a wide grin on her face? Before Richard could even greet his mother the tub was slammed down on the circular dinner table.

"So...Richy Rich...you have come home at this time and instead of greeting your mother you have decided to race here and eat?" Richard's mother asked harshly, her African accent ripping apart Richard's heart slowly as he sat cross legged on the floor.

"Sorry." Richard muttered.

"What was that? If you are in my house you will speak up!" Richard's mother chastised.

"Sorry I was late mum it won't happen again." Richard said hoping against hope that his mother was done with her lecture.

"Your report card came today." Richard's mother said, narrowing her hazel eyes.

"Look I know my grades aren't up to scratch but there's a reas-"Richard started before he was cut off by his mother's golden brown hand being raised.

Richard flinched.

"You think that you can explain a B, A and D?" Richard's mother asked.

Richard looked down and stared at the marble floor beneath him.

"I know that since you got mugged it has been hard to concentrate for your exams but that is not an excuse for a D in your report. Psychology you got an A, English Literature B but why has economics become a D?" Richard's mother said expectantly.

"I don't know, when I done the test I felt I done good." Richard replied nervously.

"I will tell you why you failed Economics. All you spend your weekends doing is games and football. Let me ask you, will football and games make you become a doctor? Why can't you be like Celina, her mother called and she got A's in all her subjects?" Richard's mother asked sternly.

"I don't want to be a doctor." Richard blurted out; he covered his mouth quickly and hoped his mother hadn't heard what he had just said. Idiot...why did I have to say that when she has the wooden spoon in her hand...stupid...stupid...stupid...Richard thought to himself as he awaited his fate.

"What? You don't want to be a doctor? Even your grades are telling you to be a doctor. B stands for Be, A stands for A and D stands for Doctor! Foolish boy, if you are not careful I will ban you from football training and get your father to beat you!" Richard's mother ranted.

Oh well...seeing as she's all heated up I might as well try and argue with her...I am not a stupid mummy's boy!

"Mum why do you always do this, Celina's not even doing that much better than me and she doesn't want to be a doctor, I don't even know why your complaining so much anyway..I've practically got the grades I need to go to Queen Mary in London anyway..." Richard replied quickly.

"Heh! Look at you stupid fool, is the minimum the maximum...NO...you think that me and your father have spent thousands of pounds on you for you to get D, idiot! I don't know who has taught you that stupid behaviour at school and I know it wasn't Celina, but until you apologise for your foolery you will not be accepted into this house, go to your room, get changed and get out!" Richard's mother shouted.

Richard let out a small snigger. She can't be serious right?

"What are you doing here? Go upstairs and pack, this day you will see what it is like to be homeless!" Richard's mother said as she removed her sandal and threw it at Richard's forehead, smacking him right in the centre of his eyes.

Richard glared at his mum and stomped up the stairs.

"Hey! Come and pick up my shoe!" Richard's mother yelled.

Screw this... Richard thought to himself as he practically tore off his shirt and the rest of his suit and replaced them with blue jeans and a black hoodie alongside his favoured black anorak. He then emptied out his black rucksack and slung it on his shoulder. Richard quickly sifted through his drawers and found £80 in cash and shoved the wad of notes into his pocket. Stomping down the stairs he gave a quick indifferent glare at his mother and strode out the front door.

Dun Dun Duuunn...This story takes place after season 2,so this was an introductory chapter to my new story titled the Wardens, this story will mainly revolve around Richard and his journey(there will be major and minor roles and a whole lot of SHIELD/HYDRA too), but in order to make this story extra special I've decided to make this a SYOC, you must PM me your character otherwise your OC will not be expected ,if you're a guest feel free to send it through a form is on my profile.

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