The Beginning
A lithe yet muscular pale young man, with spiky dark red hair, emerald green eyes wearing a baggy worn brown leather jacket, a black shirt with a fiery dragon seal on it, grey jeans and beat up dark red and black sneaker is walking down the sidewalk stretching.
"Aw man I really need to find a new place to sleep, that dumpster is killing me!" He says yawning waving at a friendly shop keeper who tosses him an apple.
"Thanks !" The teen smiles as he takes a bite out of the apple savoring of it's bitter yet sweet flavoring.
"Who won last night Tom?" The boy asks passing a man selling newspapers.
"Who'd you think?" Tom a bulky man states grinning.
"Make the right bets?" He questions the stand keeper.
"Yup, thanks for the tip kid!" Tom says as the boy keeps walking only after a little while winds up in China town, sees a young lady's purse yanked violently out of her hands.
"This is why I hate the triads." He groans rushing forward past the crowd tackling the man.
"You! The Fire Dragon, the Triads are still pissed at you!" The Chinese mugger says as Dragon pulls his fist back and slams it into his jaw knocking him out.
"Here catch!" The young man grins tossing the purse to the woman.
Suddenly the whooping of sirens can be heard.
"Well that's my cue!" The teen says winking as he aims his hand at the ground and a burst of flame rushes out causing a smoke screen to appear when it fades moments later the teen is gone.
"Oh Ricky boy what have gotten yourself into, playing vigilante, acting like a hero, can that really bring any of them back?" Rick asks rubbing a golden ring in the shape of a dragon, on a leather necklace.
"I'm afraid not Mister Ignis, but you could save others from that same fate." A dark skinned man with sullen eyes, and a eyepatch over one, dressed in all black with a trench coat, leather jacket, grey shirt, black pants, and black boots with a pistol holstered at his side.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Rick inquires hand glowing a fiery red threatening to ignite.
"My name is Nicholas Fury, and I'm here on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D for you to join a certain program of ours." Nick states introducing himself.
"What kind of program?" Rick asks lowering his hand slowly.
"A program where you can help a lot more people, and get paid for it." Nick adds the incentive of money.
"So I basically do what I'm doing now but what with a costume?" Rock chuckles imagining himself in tights fighting crime.
"Actually yes, you'd be an Avenger, gaining access to most government buildings, a lot of money, and a home." Nick grins handing the brooding boy a folder marked with an A in a circle.
"So what do I have to do exactly?" Rick raises an eyebrow after skimming the folder.
"Show up at the Triskelion at 9 sharp tomorrow with whatever you own." Nick says as Rick looks away reading the paper and when he looks back Fury's gone.
"Well fuck." Rick grins as he jumps off the roof his body dissipating to smoke.
"9 huh." Rick thinks as he races up on a roof top jacket unbuttoned flapping wildly behind him, his duffel resting on his back as he takes a leap from one roof to another before arriving across from a subway entrance, he jumps off and turns to smoke landing in an alley.
"Time to go to work." Rick says as he hands the man enough money for a ticket to Long Island.
He sits down reading through a pamphlet he was given by Fury.
"So you want to be an Avenger?" It says with a picture of The Avenger's logo.
It describes the various things he will go through, hero boot camp, college level classes, and most importantly what it means to be an Avenger.
When he's done reading the pamphlet the train dings alerting him that he's almost there.
Rick practically leaps out of his seat rushing past tourists and suits all the like desperately trying to reach the surface so he can get to his job.
As soon as he gets past security he hails a cab and hops in telling the driver to speed up.
"Job interview?" The cabbie asks breaking the silence.
"Huh, oh yeah, kind of important I guess." Rick responds fiddling with his ring.
"Oh yeah, so the triskelion gonna be a shield agent huh? The world could use more people like you kid." The cabbie grins as a squad car races past turning down a street recklessly.
"Follow him." Rick says clambering into the front seat.
"What?" The cabbie asks incredulously.
"Go where that squad car's going I'll pay you double." Rick pleads as the cabbie relents smirking speeding off after the squad car.
"Your on kid." The cabbie says as they arrive at a bank where the squad cars are parked and a cop holding a mega phone is debating terms with a robber.
"I'll get out here." Rick says tossing the cabbie fifty dollars.
"Thanks for the lift." Rick states before racing off towards the back of the bank.
"Alright It's 8:25, I've got time." Rick says holding out a finger and shooting a thin beam of fire at the door's lock melting it.
He rushes inside crouching and pulls a dark red bandana over the lower half of his face as he carefully sneaks by a teller's counter and eyes the hostages ten from what he could see. He notices a large tan man in a dark blue long coat with a large rifle strapped to his back and dual pistols holstered at his sides.
Rick frowns before changing to smoke and going right behind the fiend.
"Boo!" Rick shouts ripping the gun off his back slamming it against the ground, as the man whips around drawing his pistols.
"Ah bah bah, didn't mommy ever tell you to play nice Johnny?" Rick quips as the man looks confused before opening fire.
"Mistakes were made." Rick shouts allowing himself to be shot.
"That the best you got Smokey?" The goon says kicking Rick on the ground, when our vigilante in question slowly rises up grinning revealing no bullet holes.
"Surprise Johnny boy!" Rick says before letting a flaming right hook fly knocking the man back. Rick takes a deep breath as a torrent of fire rushes out as burns the man as he collapses to the ground.
Rick rummages around in his pocket before pulling out a knife and cuts the hostages' ropes.
"My cue to leave, I bid thee adieu my loving audience." Rick says shifting to smoke and flies out the the crack of the door and reappears on a roof.
"Here we go again, oh man it's 8:50!" Rick shouts worried about his appointment takes off at break neck speeds creating fiery jets to propel him to higher speeds.
8:59 A.M
"Almost There!" Rick pants as he gives his body one more push racing into the building.
"Huff, Rick, Huff, Ignis, huff, to meet, huff, about Avengers." He says handing the pamphlet to a blonde haired secretary wearing a pink button up shirt and a short black skirt.
"Hi there Mister Ignis, I'm Sadie, please follow me." The blonde says eyeing the redhead up in a cold manner.
"So how long have you been working here?" Rick asks walking beside the woman.
"A year." She states abruptly.
"Cool." Rick shrugs as he sees some drop a folder full of papers he drops down and starts helping picking them up.
"This isn't high school, you don't have to be nice to everyone." Sadie says eyeing him more curiously.
"Please, that wasn't being nice that was just helping someone, which is part of my job description." Rick says grinning as she takes a closer look at the file on Rick before her eyes widening in shock.
"Woah your that Dragon guy?" Sadie questions as the pair get into an elevator.
"Is that what their calling me?" Rick asks genuinely curious.
"Yeah, you were on the news last week I think, something about a train?" Sadie says as the elevator gets more crowded.
"Oh yeah that was fun, I hopped out the train and activated my dragon mode and slowed it before it could crash into that building." Rick laughs as the two get off on the correct floor, and walk for a little longer before she hands him the file after she quickly writes something on a slip of paper.
"Call me." Sadie winks before walking back to the elevator as Rick looks mystified and shrugs before entering the room where a certain SHIELD director is waiting.
"Mister Ignis, glad you could make it on time." Nick says as he takes the file.
"You have a few weeks of hell ahead as we assemble your team, after your training, you'll get to relax for a few days at your new home as we fly out the team." Nick says as the pyrokinetic teen nods.
"This pack here contains all your stuff for the next week, toiletries, training clothes, and etc, you're to report to your barracks immediately." Nick barks as Rick gives a sudden jump before hurriedly takes a paper with his schedule for the next three weeks.
"Have fun Ignis." Nick says grinning like the devil taking a sip of his coffee.
Heyo guys it's me Marvel, I'm rewriting all my stories except for next gen Fairy tail which will be deleted promptly after I post this.
Now your probably thinking to yourself what the heck this guy's like dead for three-four months and is now saying he's rewriting all his stories BS, well it's not the length of the chapters were shit, as was the grammar and content, as such I'm going for more detailed and hopefully lengthier chapters in the near future, now I'll be reaccepting all the previous characters so don't worry about that, anyways hope you all enjoyed! Marvel signing out!