CHAPTER 1
I was sitting at Central Park, because that was usually were all my friends would all hang out, but today no one was there. I then walked to where I always go to think, 5th and East 34th Street. I have ADHD and to be honest I don't know what my life is. I used to be really socialable, but then people backstabbed me and betrayed my trust, so now if I don't know anybody I don't talk to anybody. I live in New York City, where all the bullshit drama, and murders, and drug trafficking are reported, but the cops are always busy. It's a city, Cops are always busy or they don't care. Whatever, I just go to this area because for some reason it is the only place I can think properly, also because the Empire State Building is right there. So I sat there for about 2 hours, then I got a phone call. It was a blocked number, but I picked up anyway. It was some wierdo, who said he worked for a government agency called S.H.I.E.L.D? What the hell? I have never heard of this agency, and even if I did, I don't trust the government. So I yelled in the phone "Don't call this number again prank caller." and hung up the phone. Creepers will do anything for attention these days, even if it means impersonating the government, but I couldn't help but feel that something bad was about to happen, but I just shook it off. Although I was okay at the time, I couldn't help what that guy was jabbering in panic about. He called himself Mr. Nick Fury, and that something about a something, something blah blah blah LOKI, and how I need to be protected. Wow, what a freak, hahaha.
So too wierded out to think about anything else, I headed around the corner to the corner store to get some candy. All of a sudden, a HUGE bolt of lightning struck the middle of 34th street. It was so powerful and fast that before I could take another step, Me and about 20 other people were blown off their feet. I passed out. I woke up about and hour later, apparently I had flown through the window of CVS and hit my head. "OW, AH SHIT..." I thought to myself, and "ow" was right! I had a line of blood running down the side of my face. I couldn't think, and my head was pounding and hurting. But as I looked around all I saw was...Dead people. No Cops, no paramedics, No one. All that was there, was smoke, dead people, debris and trash. I wondered to myself, was there a bombing and I survived? As I got up a man about my height emerged from the smoke. He had the most ridiculous costume on, He had a golden, ram kind of looking thing, on his head, hiding what I saw was jet black hair. He had somewhat of a armor on and followed that, an emerald green cape. I was so scared my instinct was to run, but I didn't. I began to walk towards the subway, hoping he wouldn't notice me, but he did, and he began to catch up with me. I began to run, but then I fell due to the fact my head was hurting like a motherfudger, and that I was injured. Luckily, there was a shard of glass about the size of my foot. I grabbed it and launched it at the man. Just when it was about to hit him, it turned to water, WAIT W-WHAT? Seeing this I became so scared that this guy, had turned a shard of broken glass into water, I froze. "You little..." His face was soaked and he was pissed, but I was still frozen in place, shaking like a whimpering dog. He grabbed my throat and began to choke me. I tried to scream, but his grip was so tight, nothing came out. When felt like I was going to die, I began to cry. Tears were streaming down the side of my face, mixing with the dried blood. As I began to fade, the grip released, and I dropped to the floor gasping for oxygen. I looked up, and that's when I made eye contact with my aggressor. His light green/blue eyes hit my light brown/hazel eyes. I felt like I was going to pass out again as I was trying to stand up. As I was falling he grabbed me, and held me up. Then he hugged me. What the hell?