Ok so this is my first fic, please review. let me know what you think.
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I remember when I use to look under the bricks that made the backyard path and thinking that's where the fairies where hiding in between the warm earth and. I thought maybe that they could make the world better if I could just tell them what my father would do to my mother and my older sister, I knew it would come to be soon, although I always thought maybe not this time, maybe he will change, maybe the fairies will save us all.
That childish mind soon disappeared, i hit my adolescents fast and the beatings begin, he said it fulfilled his need to realise his anger, he liked the control, that i was never worthy of anything. I soon knew that i would never let anyone hurt me again.
If you could have a superpower what would it be? I never thought much of this until it happened. It was my sixteenth. I could hear my father's heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Amelia! Get down here!" I was shaking violently, I'm sure I was rattling the closet. I knew if I went down there it would be worse if I stayed hiding. All off a sudden the door burst of is hinges slamming into the wall.
"Daughter of mine" he roared. I found my hands and covering my ears. Oh god please help me please just make it all stop. I imagined him slamming into the wall knocking him out cold, and then I could run, run forever, run to the moon, and never look back. I heard a loud crack and glass shattering. It was all very silent maybe he gave up I thought. I waited for another 10 minutes and it was still silent, too silent for my liking. I creaked open the door slowly what lay before was all that I imagined but worse. My father lay there face down on the floor boards there was blood coming from the back of his head. My snow globe that my late aunt had given me for Christmas when I was six lay next to his head, spilling its contents. I looked at the wall and saw that they was plaster missing and my shelve half hanging down. It suddenly occurred what I had done. There was only one thing I could do now. Run.
It had been 6 years to this day since the snow globe shattered. I still didn't understand what I did. I got random jobs as i moved about. I can't stay in one spot I always feel like I am being watched. Finding work at a small bookstore in one of those towns that nobody knows exists. I found enjoyment pulling books of shelves, tearing them apart, and then putting them back together. I studied my power this is what I thought it was I could tear anything apart to shreds then put it back together. I called it atom control.
It was a cold winter afternoon. Amelia was getting ready to close up. When a tall dark mysterious man walked into the store and proceeded straight to the counter. He wore a long black coat, with black pants and shirt and leather shoes. The thing that caught my glaze most was the black eye patch on his right eye. My first thought was trouble but as he spoke that thought changed quickly
"Amelia Morgan?" Amelia slowly nodded her head. "My name is Nick Fury, I run a small team of what you may call superheroes like you" she stiffened at that and then quickly relaxed, ready to attack if it came to it.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
"There is no need to play dumb, I just need to speak with you"
"Speak away" she replied in a cold tone. He was silent contemplating where to direct this conversation. Keeping his face relaxed he said.
"It's concerning your past and possibly your future" she felt like she was about to faint at those words alone. "You have quite a strange powerful mind my team and myself would like to learn more from you. Helps out with some roadblocks and future missions. In return there are matters of your past that we would clear and never be brought up again'
"Future missions?" She asked, trying not to sound curious.
"Yes well you know save the world kind, out of the public view". She nearly laughed but there was seriousness in his voice that she didn't want to question. She pushed that thought from her mind and concentrated on what else he had said.
"Do I have a choice?"
Yes, but you may want to consider the fact that we are not the only ones that know of your existence. Not all of them are nice people such as myself". He said with a tight smile. She thought of how she always felt she was being watched and felt good that someone didn't believe she was just plain crazy. Maybe she wasn't alone.
"Alright when do we leave?"
Fury and Amelia walked towards a blackhawk, she carry her one and only suitcase.
"This team, does it have a name?" Fury smiled
"We are called, The Avengers".