Prologue
I wish I had a normal life. I wish I wasn't a genius. And I wish that my father knew me. But life's not fair you don't always get what you want.
My name is Nyssa Tegan Stark and I'm dying.
I know you probably think I'm being dramatic but I'm not. Currently aged seventeen I won a scholarship to Culver University studying radioactive science. My tutor Dr Tompkins had to leave early so left me alone in the lab next to Dr Banner. I was told not to go in there not that I would but apparently it had something to do with military secrets. I don't know. I wasn't really paying attention.
Lying on the floor of the lab covered in glass and blood isn't how I wanted to start my day. The pain like fire in my veins and a woman's scream was the last thing I remembered before everything went black…
I know it short! Sorry :( this is my first fanfic. So no coping- please? Shall I continue? Reviews and PM's control this story. So feel free to express concerns or suggestions. I may change how I write this fic but I'm not sure yet!
Thanks happy reading, Amelia :D
P.S any suggestions for the title? I'm really not keen on it at the moment