Chapter 1
New Story! Yay!
Hope this gets some excited readers, this is my first multi-universe story. I don't know what people call it, but I think you'll understand what I'm saying by the time you reach the end of the first chapter! :)
"Avery! Let's go!" I hear a groan; opening my eyes; seeing Emma in front of me. "The plane will be leaving any minute now!" She says; slapping my arm several times
"Ok, I'm coming, I'm coming." I groan; kicking off my covers. She jogs out of my room while I stumble to my closet.
Today was Emma's 14th birthday... And she was dragging me all the way to New York City. We lived in Tennessee. So we were taking a 2 hour flight up. She has a grandmother we're going to be staying with for a few weeks.
I laced up my brown combat boots that stopped just below the knee and pulled my red leather jacket out of the closet. Ok... I was a Once Upon A Time fan, so Emma got me the same jacket. Nerd. Despite her being the one with the name 'Emma'. I pull my straight dark brown hair out and rub my eyes.
God; leave it to her to drag me out of bed at 4 in the morning to take an early flight up to NYC so she could see the earliest airing of a movie. That movie would happen to be The Avengers. It came out a few weeks ago and sense we were coming today she wanted to start our trip out by seeing it.
I was a big marvel fan, and so was Emma. We sometimes when to ComicCon when it was around and now; after seeing the Avenger's individual movies, they were finally coming together in the Avengers movie. I was really excited!
I walk down to hall of my parent's apartment and grab Emma's bagel on the counter.
"Hey!-" she gives me a pouty face when I stuff the rest of it into my mouth and guzzle some milk before walking for the door.
Ok- so our family's apartments were across the hall from each other. And Emma; knowing her, practically lived here anyway. Our parents were waiting in the lobby.
Emma met me at the door and we lock it behind us; running for the stairs.
~0~
We walk into the lobby and I see my mom and dad waiting for me.
"Hey honey." Mom says in a soothing voice; kissing me on the forehead. I smile.
"Hi mom." I smile. Dad gives me a hug and kiss on the forehead as well.
"Tired?" My dad asks, as we walk for the car. I nod. Well, duh, it was still pitch black out.
"Let's goooo!" Emma sings as she takes my duffle bag from my hand. I smirk as we get into the car.
~0~
At the airport…
I stare at the door leading out to the plane. We had driven to the airport and now I was about to say goodbye to my parents.
I turn to my parents; seeing Emma saying bye to hers a few feet away. I look up at them. But... I saw something different, something's not right. I looked deep into their eyes seeing... Regret.
"You're going to have so much fun on this trip, Avery." My mom pulls me into a hug. I force a smile; pulling out of the hug a few seconds later.
"Yeah..." I trail off. My mom's smile fades away for a second. My dad smiles; pulling me into a hug.
"Don't burn anything down kiddo." My dad jokes; pulling me into a hug. I nod.
"No promises, Dad." I smirk. He chuckles. I glance at Emma; when my mom puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Honey, we need to tell you something." She starts. Oh no. Here it is. I raise an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"Ok-" they glance at each other. "We need you to be open minded about this ok?" My dad says. I swallow and nod again.
"No matter what happens, we need you to be strong, Avery." My mom says. What?! What the heck does that mean?
"Mom, I don't understand." I sigh.
"You will, honey." My dad tells me. I take in a deep breath; glancing over at Emma who was still saying goodbye. "You're going to do great things someday." He says. I swallow. Ok, there crazy.
"Ok, I still don't understand. Can we talk about this when I get back?" I ask; getting impatient. They glance at each other with saddened gazes. I didn't mean to hurt them... But they're not making any sense.
"Sure honey." My mom smiles at me. "Just remember, we love you. No matter what happens. You know that right?" She looks at me for an answer. I give a somewhat nervous laugh.
"Of course I do." I hug her again. "I love you; I'll see you when I get back." I pull out of the hug then hug my dad again.
I wave to them before walking with Emma to the plane.
...
She looked up at him with eyes rimmed with tears after they watched Avery walk out of sight with Lara.
"Are you sure we won't remember about this? She's so young..." She trailed off. Jack wiped a tear off her cheek.
"Sarah, she'll be fine. She's been chosen for a reason." He reassured her. She swallowed; sniffling.
"If we don't remember than they'll have to get through this by themselves. Are you sure there isn't a way for us to remember so we can tell them? " She asked. He shook his head.
"I'm afraid not. But if they relive their powers and they're near the tower when it starts, it should all be fine." He wrapped his arms around her.
~0~
On the plane…
I sat down in my seat on the plane; staring out the window to my left. I don't understand. What were my parents so concerned about? And why did they say I need to be strong? We're going to New York to see everything, including a movie. What could possibly go wrong?
"You alright?" Emma sits next to me. I pull my eyes away from the window and nod. "You're thinking again aren't you?" She groans. I nod. Me thinking wasn't good; because I zoned out and would have a blank face- which looked like I was plotting murder. She said it reminded her of Jeremy Renner's resting face... She loves related to celebrities. It's funny. So apparently to her- I have Jeremy Renner's resting face, Chris Evans's eyes, and Scarlett Johansson's looks. She keeps saying she wants to look like me because I'm apparently pretty. Pfft, yeah right. She's the one who's dating like 6 different guys and I've dated- guess what?! Zero. I'm quiet and not very approachable. Plus I don't want to date yet. I'm only 14 and going into 9th grade next year. What joy.
And she used to stare at me when we watched movies. The usual would be about 10 minutes that go by before she starts holding up her phone next to my face -I couldn't see the picture on her phone mind you- so I would eventually ask what the heck she was doing and she'd say: 'Comparing your eye color to Chris Evans. You both have that green tint towards the middle of the eye. It's almost the same dude, I'm not joking here'... She can sometimes makes me uncomfortable; let's just put it that way.
"What is it this time?" She asks; talking about me and my thinking. I sigh.
"Nothing just... I have a bad feeling." I mutter.
"You have a bad feeling about everything." She mumbles. I shrug an agreement. "I'm sure it's nothing." She says. I nod; looking back out the window as we take off and the airport goes out of view.
~0~
"Avery!... Hey Avery!" I open one eye; seeing Emma staring at me.
"What?!" I moan; rolling over; facing the window.
"We're about half way there." She says with excitement. I roll my eyes.
"Next time, if you're going to wake me up make sure it's important." I groan.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this is you Captain speaking. We'll be approaching some storm clouds in a few minutes so please fasten your seat belts." The speaker then cut. I furrow my eyebrows.
"There wasn't supposed to be any rain or anything for a few days." I whisper to Emma.
"Well, I've had my fair share of storms. They come and go when they please. It's probably nothing." She says.
Suddenly the plane jolts violently; shaking me more awake. I put my head back up; looking out the window. What I saw really woke me up.
"Emma..." I trail off. She leans over; looking out my window.
"What the hell is that?!" She says. I swallow hard. There was something coming toward us. A huge- I don't even know. It was like a wave of fog coming at us. It wasn't cloud... Whatever it was.
"This is bad." I mutter.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean my gut tells me to hang onto something." I say a bit louder. She takes that as an order; pulling her seatbelt tighter and holding the arm rests. I do the same. In that instant; the plane shook so hard it knocked the power out. Red lights came on and a small alarm.
"Ladies and Gentlemen we are experiencing some minor issues please stay in your seats." Another speaker announcement. I could hear the sounds of scared people around me.
Suddenly it went white. I squeezed my eyes shut and then it went black.
The lights came back on and I opened my eyes along with Emma.
"What the hell was that?!" She looks at me. I look around; then furrow my eyebrows. Everyone looked... Calm. Like nothing happened. "Excuse me. What was that?" Emma asks one of the flight attendants. She gives a confused look.
"I beg your pardon ma'am but what are you referring to?" She asks.
"-nothing, she's fine." I assure her. She nods after a moment before going down the aisle.
"Wha-"
"We need to keep this to ourselves." I mutter.
"Why? Because your gut tells you to?" She asked. I shrug.
"Just-. Do it, please." I ask. She huffs and nods. "Good, we'll be landing soon, correct?" She nodded.
"Yeah."
~0~
At the NYC airport…
Emma and I walked into the airport; looking around us. Emma googled the thing that happened on the plane. We figured it was a mixture of a storm and some lightning that struck near our plane. That was the hypothesis we came up with.
"Oh my god, Avery! I can't believe we're in New York City!" She squeals. I smile; throwing my duffle bag over my shoulder.
"Yeah, dream come true." I smile.
We walk down the big halls and out the door. After throwing ourselves in front of a taxi we managed to get him to take us to Emma's grandmother's block.
~0~
We've been in the taxi for hours. I completely forgot how much traffic there was in NYC.
"Do you think the taxi driver has seen the movie yet?!" She whispers to me. I shrug.
"Don't as-"
"Excuse me sir, have you seen the Avengers movie in theaters?" She says before I could finish my words of advice. I put a hand to my face.
"Avengers movie? What's an avenger?" He asks. Both of our mouths drop.
"You don't know who the avengers are?" She asks. He gave her weird look.
"Miss, there's no such thing." He says. "At least not that I know of." He says. I swallow hard. This is really weird. The Avengers is one of the biggest movies in the world right now.
The taxi stops and we got out of the car; walking into the apartment building.
"That was really weird." Emma turns to me
"Yeah I have to admit, it's a little odd that he wouldn't know about it." I admit. She nods as we knock on the door.
It opens a few seconds later and Emma's grandmother came out.
"Kids!" She says cheerfully. She pulls us into hugs.
"Hi Grandma!" Emma squeals. I smile; readjusting the bag on my shoulder.
"Come in! Come in! I made you all some cookies for later." She says; urging us inside. I throw my bag on the couch and sit down.
"So when can we leave for the movie grandma?" Emma says; following her into the kitchen.
"Movie? What movie?" She says. I look up from my phone. No, this isn't happening again.
"Remember? The movie; The Avengers. We we're going to go see it after we got here." Emma says. She furrowed her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry girly I don't know what that movie is." She says. "Here." She hands her the paper. "Pick out another movie." She says. I walk over and look through it with her.
The Dark Knight Rises
Rise of the Guardians
Life of Pie
Brave
The Lorax
The Hunger Games
Men in Black 3
"Avengers should have been the first one it's doing better than any of these I think." Emma says. I swallow.
"What does that mean?" I say more to myself. She shrugged.
"A big ass prank probably" She muttered. "Let's just unpack and rest for a bit" She shrugs. I nod in agreement before picking up my duffle bag and we went to the spare room. It had to twin beds on each wall, and a window in between them with a small table and a lamp.
I threw my bag on the far one on the left while she took the right bed.
"So what do you think is happening here?" Emma asks; falling into her bed. I huff and throw some stuff out of my bag.
"Well I'm thinking that maybe it's not even in theaters yet and that's why not as many people know about it-"
"No dude!" she says; lifting her head to look at me. "You and I both read online the release date!" She tells me. I roll my eyes with a nod. I pull out my phone and turn it on before going to google. I type Avengers movie and search.
"Emma..." I trail off. She looks over at me before getting up and coming over.
"There's nothing" She breathes. The search said:
'Your Search -Avengers Movie- did not match any Documents'
"Something is not right here" I make clear before huffing and tossing my phone on my bed. I shook my hand out with a huff.
"Getting the feeling again?" She asks. I nod with an angry pout face. "Sorry but my Grandma doesn't have a punching bag" She laughs. I roll my eyes.
My dad was at the gym most of the time and he would take me with him every day. So using a punching bag for about an hour was part of my daily routine. When I got frustrated my hands got antsy for a bag to punch.
"Just use my hand" She says; holding it out flat; vertically. I look over at her and raise an eyebrow.
"Not a good idea dude" I tell her. She shrugs.
"You can't hit that hard" She laughs. I raise an eyebrow in an almost offended way with a smirk.
"Kids! Cookies are getting cold!" I was about to throw a punch and let out a disappointed huff when Emma jumps from the couch and runs for the kitchen like an exited five year old.
~0~
Later that night...
The day went by slowly. Not much happened; we just hung around and ate cookies.
"What ya doing in here?" Emma asks as she walks into our room and sees me on my computer. I shrug.
"Updating" I reply. She nods. I wrote Fanfiction. Yep! One of the best sites EVER am I right?!
"What happens in this chapter?" She asks. I look over at her briefly before looking back.
"Guess you'll have to read and see" I smirk. She rolls her eyes before walking back towards the living room.
I had a Marvel Fanfiction story. I was going to write an Avengers one when the movie section was put on the site. Right now I had one about what might have happened if Steve Rogers was found in the ice and got to have his normal life back with Peggy Carter. The topic made me depressed sometimes, I'm not gonna lie. It's upsetting to write about you know?
I can't imagine how he's gonna be in the Avengers movie; my guess would be a total emotional wreck.
I quickly finished the chapter and went on Fanfiction to publish it. I finally got into my account and stopped when none of my stories were there. I furrow my eyebrows.
"What the?!" I blurt out. All my stories were Avenger based. I had like 4. I quickly went to the categories and scroll down movies; seeing Thor, Captain America, Iron Man, and the Incredible Hulk weren't even there.
"Oh my god what the heck is happening" I whisper. I don't cuss if you haven't already found out. Emma is trying to slip me up and get me to. She's failing.
I finally went to google and typed of the first actor that came into my head. Chris Evans. Don't judge; he's my favorite actor.
I finished typing his name and searched. My mouth dropped at what I saw.
Your Search -Chris Evans- did not match and Documents.
I finally let myself fall back against the bed board in shock. What the heck is going on right now?!
I quickly type the other Avengers actors and actresses in one by one nod the same thing came up for each. I finally closed my laptop in shock and let out a shaky breath. Ok. This was just my parents going. They probably played that prank again where they took the Internet away from my computer.
I finally walked out of the room and quickly into the living room to clear my head of what I had seen.
~0~
The next morning...
"Pssssst!" I warily open my eyes to see Emma staring at me. "Ready?" She asks excitedly. I nod and pull the covers back. I was taking advantage of this! Emma is not a morning person. But she was actually excited enough to set her alarm clock so we could walk around the city this morning.
I quickly got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing an all-black flannel shirt with dark blue American Eagle skinny jeans and my laced up brown combat boots that stopped below the knee.
Emma says I'm like a fashion person. Pfft, no freaking way. I just like comfortable clothing... and the comfy clothes I have happen to not look too bad on me apparently.
I put my hair up in a ponytail and brushed my bangs out to the side. After brushing my teeth I walked out into the living room; seeing Emma waiting.
"Hey grandma, we're gonna go for a walk." Emma says. She looked up and nodded.
"Be back in a few hours I'll have a big breakfast ready." She says. We nod; going for the door.
~0~
We had been walking around for a while now; looking for any sign of... Well, anything with the Avengers. But there was nothing. No toys, posters, nothing.
"This isn't right." Emma says; putting a hand to her forehead. "What's going on? If this is some sort of big, big, BIG prank... I'm gonna kill whosever idea it was." She mumbles. I chuckle.
"Emma, this isn't planed. Something's wrong, just don't know what..." I trail off. We walk around a corner and I stop. My eyes widen and I can't close my mouth. I saw something in front of me... That shouldn't even exist.
Emma looks back at me; stopping.
"What?" She looks confused. She turns and saw what I was looking at. Her mouth drops as she saw it. I walked up beside her.
It was Stark Tower.
End of Chapter 1! :) Next one will be up soon so you have something to grasp onto.
Most of my chapters are about 2,000-2,400 words long, give or take. Updates vary cause being 10th grade keeps you very busy! XD Not to mention the other stories I write.
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