Hello all, so this is my first Avengers Fanfic and I hope it turns out great. Please comment and such if you like it and want more!
Disclaimer: I envy Marvel, I wish I could own the Avengers. But I don't. Whatever.
I'm a normal twelve year old girl. Yeah right.
Okay, not to be pessimistic or anything, but between living the life I have and being trapped in a room with a crazed grizzly bear; I'd take the grizzly bear.
No, seriously.
My life sucks that bad.
But whatever, it's my life.
Maybe I should enlighten you on how my life came to be it's suckish self. Well, I guess it starts with my horrible upbringing. Actually not really horrible now, but it was the first couple of years. My parents got married at the young age of eighteen and because of me. They tried to be the parents that they were forced to be, but my dad had enough and left when I was about three. So no dad much for me. My mom, she also tried to be a perfect mother.
Emphasis on tried. She was like any young adult so she often left me at a babysitter to live her life. Not that I blame her, oh no. I would want to live life for awhile before actually raising a kid. This went on for a couple of years. My mother dropping me off at the neighbors house, going to some party or hanging out with her friends, then picking me up either the next day or at midnight.
Then of course one day when I was five, she decided to drink and drive while out with her friends.
I don't think I really have to go into detail of what happened, plus I was five at the time so the details are kind of blurred. But never-the-less, on that Saturday night; Me, Gloria Gorelli, became an orphan. That was also the day I became aware of how... special... I am.
When I was shipped off to some orphanage, I learned two valuable things. Number one, whatever you do don't stand out. If you do, others will reject you like the little reject you are. Number two, the world sucks. This is probably the reason I became slightly pessimistic. How I learned the first one is when I found out that I was not like other kids.
See, I...well... have a very different brain then most kids. I have... powers... if that makes any sense. Cause it makes none to me.
Let me list some of my powers, so this can be easier.
1. Telepathy. I learned this one when I first came to the orphanage. It turns out that the other kids thought I was freaky even without actually meeting me. Yay.
2. Empathy. This one was the second power I acquired. After a few months of living at the orphanage, I spent one evening in the vast back yard that the orphanage held. A boy, probably only thirteen, was sitting underneath one of the huge trees alone. I don't know how but I felt sadness practically rolling off him. After plucking up the courage to walk over there and talk to the boy for a bit, I learned that his parents committed suicide in front of him. Yeah, feeling the feelings of other people while living at an orphanage was not the most happy time of my life.
3. Technokinesis. Yeah, this one is one of my favorites. Despite being an idiot most of the time, I actually am pretty smart. Controlling technology with my mind is one of the reasons my room is always filled with different pieces of metal and blueprints. This started my hobby of building little gadgets. It was hilarious when I built my first S.A.M.I.: Servicing Artificial Metal Insect. Their basically metal insects that act as my personal help. They were also my only companions. I was not a girly girl by any means when my only friends were bugs.
4. Force Fields. This one came in handy when the kids decided to play dodge ball- one on twenty. Suckers.
And lastly, 5. Healing. So far, I really haven't been able to test my limitations with this one. All I know is that I can heal only myself very quickly, but I've only tested this with small cuts and bruises.
Yeah, I never really fit in at all at the orphanage.
Then one day, a man in a black suit and eye patch showed up asking for me.
This is when my new life started.
Sitting in the grey metal chair on the other side of the mahogany desk in the orphanage's office, was the one person who could take me away from this lonely place. He introduced himself as Nick Fury, the Director of S.H.E.I.L.D.; a secret government organization, and started telling me about how my... powers... caught the attention of S.H.E.I.L.D. and some other not-so-friendly people. Fury told me about how in S.H.E.I.L.D they could give me protection from the not-so-friendly people. I asked him what the catch was. He said that there wasn't one.
I laughed in his face.
He was not amused.
After explaining that no government organization would willingly help someone if there was no gain for themselves. He went silent after that. I think that's when he started treating me not like the little seven year old I was but the adult my brain capability held. It was nice.
We had talked for about two hours, until I agreed to join S.H.E.I.L.D. and get away from the orphanage. It was that afternoon when I left that place. No tears, no saying goodbye, no leaving friends behind. I left with a smile on my face and without looking back. I think Nick smirked at my reaction.
After that day, I became the ward of S.H.E.I.L.D.
That day, Gloria Gorelli became the person I am now.
And this is me, Gloria "Glitch" Gorelli. One of the Avengers.
Thanks for reading, I'll write more soon!
Byes~
