Author's Note: This story takes place about ten months after the ending of Infinity War. I do not on any of the characters in this story except for Genevieve Winter! I do not own any part of Marvel whatsoever.

Chapter One

"Hello, my name is Genevieve Winter, and I am a passenger on this train," I said in a monotone. There was a tiny man in a blue suit walking around and collecting tickets. I was not familiar with this sort of situation so I was just assuring that I was in the right place.

"Yes, I can see that, Miss Winter," he said, chuckling a bit. "Ticket?"

I thrust my ticket at him. "Here."

"Okie…" he punched the ticket and handed it back to me. What use did I have for this once-ticket, now-perforated piece of paper? I stuck it in my pocket, just for safekeeping. Earth was a strange place.

I watched the buildings, cars, landscapes all go by quickly from my window. The train was high off the ground, so everything was farther away and appeared to be moving more slowly. I watched a small car a few hundred feet below travel on a road slow, slower, stopped. But we kept moving.

I missed my home planet. I knew everything there was to know there, and here I knew practically nothing except a language. I was going to New York City because I'd heard that that was where a superhero by the name of Spider-Man lived. I found that an odd name- who would want to be a spider? They are small and stupid and have too many eyes. Plus all beings share a hatred of them.

I'd heard that Spider-Man was about my earth age, which was sixteen. He lived with his Aunt and worked for an organization called the Avengers, made up of all superheroes. Most of the superheroes on the team were from Earth, but there was one named Thor who was from Asgard, a kingdom near mine. My kingdom does not have a name in any human language.

The train stopped a few hours later in New York City. I was here to find Spider-Man, so I went up to someone on the street and asked, "do you know Spider-Man?" She looked at me like I was crazy and wandered off. "Rude," I muttered. I asked many others this same question but got the same reaction from all of them.

One man pointed to a large tower with an A on it. Because it was so big, it looked to be close, but I knew it was more than a 30 minute walk. I was supposed to blend in with the humans, but I wanted to get there quickly, so I snapped my fingers.

All time stopped. Every single person on the street froze in place, feet in the air, mouths open to take a sip of coffee. I flew up, up high above the clouds so I was practically invisible to the people down below on this foggy day.

I snapped and time started again. The clouds started to move again. I could hear horns honking below and people chattering. I flew to the tower and sat on a balcony so I could see the whole city.

I couldn't- there was too much fog. But it was still extremely beautiful to see above the clouds. This tower was very tall.

I have many powers. I can stop time by snapping my fingers, I can fly, I can lift as much as 500,000 tons (which I'm told is the weight of a building called the One World Trade Center here in New York), and I can read minds. Only if they're weak, however. If they have built up a mental shield, there is no way I can break past that barrier.

"Okay. Now to find Spider-Man," I muttered to myself. I flew down below the clouds to the bottom of the tower. All the lights were off and there was nobody inside. No noise, no nothing. I stopped a woman passing by on the street. "Excuse me, why is there nobody in here?" I asked her.

"They deserted it last year. The Avengers are upstate now. There's a sign on the front door that says where to find them." She pointed around the corner to the other side of the building. "I like your accent," she said. "Where are you from?" I thought of the place that I landed on Earth.

"Columbus, Ohio!" I said confidently. She gave me a weird look but I just walked away, around the corner to the front of the building. She was right, there was a sign on the front door that read "Gone Upstate. Find Us Here:" And then an address.

I found one of the large electronic maps meant to direct tourists a few blocks away and zoomed out to find the town that was on the sign. An hour away by Terran "cars" so probably twenty minutes by flight.

I arrived at the Avengers building about twenty-five minutes later to see sun, people, and general business. There were large cars and trucks beeping and driving around- from my high vantage point they looked like little ants. And the people, who looked even smaller, were there too. I bet Spider-Man was one of them.

I flew down to the small building on the front of the property. Inside, a short, stout man sat behind a desk with a frown on his face. A nameplate in front of him read "Happy Hogan". "Why so unhappy, Mr. Happy?" I asked.

He scowled at the pun but then realized I was not someone he knew and the frown quickly disappeared. "What can I do for you? Sadly, we do not do tours or "meet-ups" with members of the Avengers."

"My name is Genevieve Winter and I am here to see Spider-Man." Happy Hogan's frown instantly reappeared.

"Girl, what did I just-" His expression changed and he said more calmly, "I'm sorry, the Avengers are not available at the moment. Or ever."

"But Mr. Hogan! I have powers! I'm not a human," I said a bit more quietly, my voice dropping with every word until I was whispering.

"Do you?" He said, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. "Prove it."

I snapped my fingers. Time stopped except for Mr. Hogan and I, who were still moving. The clocks were frozen, the sun stopped moving across the sky. "I can stop time, all over the world, and I can choose who is a part of it and not." I snapped my fingers once more and everything started moving again. Mr. Hogan blinked in astonishment.

"Follow me outside," I said, beckoning with my finger. He obeyed, and I shot myself into the air. "I CAN FLY, TOO!" I yelled down at him. He didn't seem to hear me, so I flew back down and said at a normal volume, "I can fly, too."

"I got that!" He said. "What else can you do?"

"I can lift up to 500,000 tons. And I can read minds if they don't have a mental barrier. I can see you have a very strong mental barrier- but that man over there, Iron Man? Surprisingly he doesn't have a shield. He's thinking 'who the hell is that girl who just flew up 300 feet?'" Iron Man was walking over as I said it. He came to stand next to Mr. Happy Hogan.

"Happy, who the hell is this girl who just flew 300 feet into the air?" He looked me up and down, scrutinizing me. "Why are you here, woman?"

"My name is Genevieve Winter, pleased to meet you! I am from a planet merely twenty ticks away from the kingdom of Asgard and I am here to see Mister Spider-Man." I held out my hand to shake. I'd read that that's what they did on earth.

"Hello. I'm Tony Stark. Have you not heard… Spider-Man is dead. Gone." Mr. Stark's mouth went flatline and I could see tears brimming in his eyes. "I was like a father to the kid. But Thanos disintegrated half the world's population, most of the galaxy's superheroes along with it. We, the Avengers, are working on reversing the curse."

"Could I be of any help? I am not from this world but I do know very much about Thanos and his daughters, Gamora and Nebula. Gamora used to 'babysit' for me. We were friends when she was a teenager and I was a small child. I also know very much about the Guardians of the Galaxy."

Mr. Stark considered this, I could tell. I could read his mind and I knew he was thinking it. "You know what?"

"Who is what?" I said.

"Wait- what? No. That's not- I meant, you know what we are going to do right now? We're going to have a meeting of the Avengers. See if they think you should join the team."

I pumped my fist. "Kaschia!" I exclaimed. "Oh, that means 'yes!' in my native language."

I walked with Mr. Stark over to the largest building, into a room with a podium and a lot of seats. The Avengers were all here- Black Widow, Bruce Banner, Captain America, Thor, all the main ones. Iron Man and I stood at the front of the room and the rest of them sat down.

Black Widow, whose name I knew was Natasha Romanoff, had an impeccable mental shield. Nobody, not even the strongest readers, could ever break her shield. Captain America's wasn't too strong, but I didn't feel like trying, and Bruce Banner was the same.

Now Thor- he had no shield whatsoever. He was thinking at this moment, "she's kinda hot, eh? But no. Shh. I have no idea who she is. She could be a bad girl. Ha. Bad girl."

"Thanks, Thor," I said cockily. "I do consider myself attractive. But I'm not a bad guy. My name is Genevieve Winter and I am from a planet quite close to your kingdom."

"Wait- what? I didn't say anything!"

"She's a mind-reader, Thor. Notice she didn't respond to what I was thinking? I'm a woman, so naturally she would be inclined to read my mind first. However, I have incredibly strong mental shields, and I could tell that there was a mind reader in this room because I felt something like…" she shuddered. "Like claws against my mind. Steve and Bruce have minimal shields, but you have none. You're an open book, man."

"That would be correct," I responded. "I can also stop time, fly, and lift anything at or under 500,000 tons. Unfortunately, I can't lift your hammer, Thor. I've tried, and Mjölnir is too heavy even for me."

"You've tried?" Thor said in disbelief.

"Yes, I went to Asgard on a field trip when I was young and I tried to pick it up. You kind of leave it laying around your kingdom, it's very weird."

"Well! Nobody else can pick it up, so…!"

I chuckled.

"Avengers! We are here to discuss this young woman named Genevieve Winter. She is from the planet of- hang on." He turned to me- "where are you from?" he said a bit quieter.

"Well, there's no word for it in the English language, but you can try to pronounce it if you'd like. I'm from a planet called Wiechstüch. The closest language on Earth to the language that we speak is German, if that helps with the accent."

Thor spoke up, "Wiechstüch! I went there once. Quite a beautiful planet. Why did you decide to leave it?"

Iron Man glared at him. "Not important right now. This is Miss Genevieve Winter from Wiechstüch." He butchered it and Thor and I winced but just let him keep going. "She can- I guess she already said, but, Miss Winter, would you like to show them?"

I nodded. "I can stop time by-" I snapped, leaving Thor, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Banner, and Ms. Romanoff still moving, but Mr. Stark was frozen. I snapped again- "snapping. I can read minds, as I demonstrated earlier. I can fly, as well." I lifted myself off the ground a few inches and flew around the room. "And I can lift very heavy things. But not Mjölnir, apparently."

"I have only recently been learning how to use these powers. All Wiechstüchians' powers are rendered useless on their planet and on the three sister planets, but everywhere else they can be used. And I've only been away from Wiechstüch twice, when I went to Asgard with my school and now."

Mr. Stark nodded. "Thank you, Miss Winter. You can wait outside while we discuss."

I stepped outside the room into a spacious sitting area with a large sofa and a fireplace. I sat down on it. It was very springy, not unlike the sofas back home. Everything on Wiechstüch was very fancy because everyone there had a lot of money. It was the richest of the sister planets.

The sister planets were a group of four planets that were situated in a sort of square formation. There was my planet, Wiechstüch, the smallest and richest. We were known for being snobby and unnecessarily know-it-alls.

Then there was Bouleterrie, the second smallest. Their main export was a substance similar to cotton on Earth. They spoke two languages: Wiechstüch from my planet and Boulese from theirs. Where we lived, Boulese was merely an elective in our schools but there, everyone spoke both languages fluently.

The second biggest was called Espayuta. They spoke Boulese exclusively. They had a horrible school system and most of the Espaya people were extremely uneducated and illiterate, but they were fantastic laborers and produced a lot of food for the sister planets.

The biggest planet, and the second richest, was Zelepodâ. That was known for being the greenest and prettiest of the planets. Everybody from the other three sister planets went there on summer vacation to swim in all the big lakes and oceans they had, and to hike on some of the most beautiful mountains in the galaxy. They had almost as good of an education system as us, and for languages they taught Wiechstüch, Boulese, English, Asgardian, and Groot, a language only spoken by a rare species called Flora Colossus. My old 'babysitter', Gamora, was friends with one.

On Wiechstüch we had normal human names. It used to be common for people from my planet to make a pilgrimage to Earth when they were sixteen Earth years, which was my age. But about twenty years ago they stopped doing that because too many Wiechstüchians died going through all the asteroid belts to get to the milky way galaxy. Nowadays, most Wiechstüchians only traveled within fifty clicks of their home planet.

Anyways, they wanted the people on Wiechstüch to have regular names so that when they went to Earth they wouldn't be "weird" or "out of place". Even though they stopped doing the pilgrimage, they still use traditional Terran names. So my name is Genevieve Winter.

Mr. Stark popped his head out maybe thirty minutes after they sent me out to the sitting area. "Miss Winter?" He said.

"Yes?" I sat up quickly.

"We've made our decision."