Disclaimer: I do not own marvel comics or its characters. I have changed the original name Franklin Richards to Elijah Richards for a reason in the store. So, bear with me.

And yes, this story is an underage one with Elijah being a lot younger than Tarin

Okay Enjoy!

Elijah's POV

"Fuck you Johnny, you can never be mature, can you?" Ben shouted at the top off his lungs across the kitchen island. Ben Grimm Aka The Thing, is my uncle. He's the best friend of my father, practically brothers, and has taken the title of uncle when I was born. The person that Ben was currently ripping anew one to was my other uncle. Jonathan Storm Aka The Human Torch; younger brother of my mother.

"No Benny, I cannot. Its apart of my charm. It's what makes me so damn sexy," Johnny said simply before shooting another small stream of fire Ben's way, creating a small burnt hole in Ben's shirt.

Ben's new shirt.

With an over dramatic roar Ben shot up and darted towards his best friend. Johnny ran from Ben, with suggestions of Ben needing to "loosen up." My uncles ran out of the kitchen into the connecting living room. I followed them, sitting on the couch, mildly interested. As they charged into each other they were repelled by an invisible force.

"Guys! Damage my house on more time and I promise your asses can go live in Stark Tower," My mother Sue Storm threatened looking as menacing as she could. Which wasn't much when she was wearing jeans and a blouse. "Sorry Susie," my uncles said in unison.

My mother then glared at me accusingly. "What? Why do I need to play mediator over two grown men?" I asked incredulously, "That's more of Stephen's job than mine." "You think so?" Sue asked, "I would had figured it would be Valkyrie's."

"It doesn't matter, they should know how to behave themselves," Medusa said scolding Ben and Johnny as she sat down next me on the couch.

This is a regular dynamic for the team. After the events of Onslaught, The Fantastic Four had decided it was time to up their ranks. The Fantastic Four officially went on a hiatus as superheroes while they went off to find other heroes to join their cause.

Some of them gladly joined, like Silver Surfer and Doctor Strange. As well as She Hulk unsurprisingly. Others originally would've rather died before they joined The Fantastic Four like Medusa and Namor, but when push came to shove they knew teaming up would be for the best. Eventually the Atlantean and the Inhuman grew to somewhat consider this team family.

As for the legendary Luke Cage. He likes being a Defender, but the guy shows up when he wants to.

Our most recent recruit, Valkyrie, found the New Defenders looking for a place to call home. Samantha Parrington had once again been given the power of Valkyrie. Dealing with the shock all over again, Samantha found us and asked to join our newly found crusade.

"And I didn't say it was your job to be the mediator between Johnny and Ben," Sue said after a couple moments. I gave her an unimpressed look. "You didn't have to say it. You were thinking it," I explained. "Elijah, you know the rules about your telepathy."

I gave a breathless and exasperated laugh. But before I could retort Norrin spoke up for me. "I don't think he needed to. Plus, how could he when he's not allowed to use his powers?" The question caused my mother to go quiet.

"It's not that we don't want him to use his powers," Sue started, "we just don't want him to use it as much as he would prefer. You can't blame us the kid can manipulate reality."

This conversation was another regular for us. It was either my mother or my father telling me that it was for my own good that I didn't use my powers as often as they did. Every time I'd confront them on how it was unfair for them to keep me from my gift, they'd say I can use it but not as much as I would like to. But if they see me levitating a damn piece paper they tear me a new one.

And don't even get me started on how upset they were when I suggested I enroll at The Xavier Institute. It was a big fight that ended up with me switching my parent's powers for about 3 days. You can already guess the field day Doom had with that one.

All I want is an adventure for a lifetime. Not to be a little prince held captive in his tower.

It had been about an hour later and we were watching a movie about some dog with superpowers when a blaring siren and flashing white lights blared through our tower.

The residents of the living room had shot up hurriedly to find the rest of the team. But I was stopped by the sudden arrival of a vision.

I saw myself using my powers openly and freely, sparring with a beautiful and strong man. It wasn't a serious session just a playful match between me and someone I apparently felt strongly for. Just I was ready to land a blow he sprinted past me with incredible speed until he was behind me.

He wrapped his arms around my torso from behind. We both flew in the air together as he placed his lips along my neck. A giggle escaped my lips.

"Tarin…" I moaned. "That tickles,"

I was snapped out of my vision suddenly. This wasn't the first time I had dreamt of this Tarin. My dreams were supposed to tell me the future but I didn't see that happening with this Tarin person. As much as I would like to feel excited about these visions they made me feel like my precognition was broken.

Releasing myself from my thoughts I rushed to find my father along with Doctor Strange, Luke Cage, She Hulk, and Namor in the briefing room with the teammates from the living room.

My father sat in front of an interface with a big holographic map. On it were the coordinates of a jungle in central Africa. The coordinates of the last battle of Onslaught.

"What's going on Reed?" Sue asked grimly. "There's been unusual activity in this area," Reed responded. "Let's get moving team," Namor said and immediately the team started to suit up and prep the team's jet.

When briefing room was empty I used my reality powers and materialized my suit.

I ran to the hanger in haste hoping to catch the team. As soon as I entered to hanger holding the Defenders' Jet I felt an elastic band wrap around my torso.

A disappointed grimace appeared over my face. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" Reed asked me expectantly.

Rolling my eyes, I waved my hand over his arm wrapped around and subsequently his arm recoiled back into his body. "I'm going with you guys," I replied adamantly. "No you're not," Reed refused.

"Why not?" I demanded. "It's too much of a risk. You barely made it out alive with your last encounter with Onslaught," Sue had walked in and took a supportive stance beside my father. I scoffed and looked to Silver Surfer for support.

"My apologies young one," Norrin started, "but it's for your own safety to stay behind." I gave him a stunned glare but Silver Surfer ignored it and climbed into the Jet. "This is unbelievable. I'm not a kid anymore, I'm 14. A very powerful 14-year-old, mind you. What the hell is your problem?" I shouted. I received a warning glare from my father.

"You stay here. End of discussion," Reed said ominously before boarding the jet with the team. Sue rubbed my shoulder before giving a sympathetic/stern gaze, then followed my father suit.

I watched as the team finished boarding, except for Doctor Strange who was the last to board. He put an arm around my shoulder supportively.

"No one can learn without experience. You might now always have a chance to take so sometimes you have to create one yourself," He said cryptically before getting on the jet.

Not long afterwards the hanger doors opened and the jet blasted out of the Backster Building Tower.

"Create one yourself," I muttered to myself. Time to go on that adventure I've been waiting for

"I've calculated the success rate of your plan, Mr. Richards," Onyx, my dad's new Artificial Intelligence, stated. "How are the odds?" I asked excitedly.

"I would tell you sir, but you've ordered me not to supply any information contradictory to your plan," Onyx replied. "Just show me the flight plan," I ordered with a chuckle.

I was in a single person jet, currently heading to the Onslaught battlefield at maximum high velocity speeds.

Keep in mind that this the first the "Velocity Defender" had been flown. But I enhanced it with my powers so I should be fine

I would've teleported to the battlefield but my powers have always acted up when I used them in that area. If there wasn't any commotion in the area right now I didn't want to be the cause of it. I didn't want to cause a big bang and give my parents another reason to discredit me.

After about 30 minutes I arrived about 5 miles from the battlefield. I landed the jet and teleported to the edge of the clearing in the jungle. Masking my smell, thoughts and any sound I make. I levitated and flew slightly above the ground. I got sight of the teams on the battlefield; what I saw was a rare and impressive sight.

The X-Men: Professor X, Cyclops, Wolverine, Jean Grey, Storm, Rogue, Beast, Archangel, Shadowcat, Colossus, and Gambit.

Avengers: Iron Man, Captain America, Thor, Black Widow, Hulk, Hawkeye, Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver, Vision, Black Panther, Ant Man, and Wasp.

The Defenders: Mr. Fantastic, Invisible Woman, The Thing, Human Torch, Silver Surfer, Doctor Strange, Valkyrie, Medusa, Namor, Luke Cage, and She Hulk

All three powerhouse superhero teams gathered and assembled. This was the first time they had all been together since the Onslaught battle, and the first time that they were assembled with The New Defenders. They were all in three separate groups but standing on the same side of the field facing a group very odd looking and diverse beings.

The first person looked to be a regular looking man. Ginger or very light brown hair, extremely fit, green eyes and seemingly arrogant. Like he always used his charisma to aid him. The woman standing next him was really something. Green skin and a confident attitude. She had black hair and matching black eyes; this woman still had a very alluring aura despite her unusual features. Clad in flexible leather and a sabre on her side, you could tell she was a very formidable warrior.

Behind the alleged human and alien was another green alien. This guy was huge. But while the female green alien had a lighter, mint green skin tone; this one had dark, camouflage type skin tone. Which happened to be covered in intricate red tattoos. This guy had actually managed to look just as intimidating as The Hulk, if not more.

I can't believe what I'm describing next but standing on either side of the giant green alien was a Raccoon and Tree. They both seemed to be sentient but that made it even weirder. The raccoon, quite honestly, seemed like dick. He had about five visible firearms strapped to his person and a nasty snarl. But the tree seemed sweet, maybe a little bored and confused but peaceful non-the less.

I don't know who these people were, but I really want to know more about them. Maybe it was my prolonged cabin fever but I was obsessed by the very look of these guys.

"I don't know if I believe this story you're spinning," Hawkeye accused suspiciously. "Oh come on!" the red headed guy shouted incredulously. "I promise we have nothing to do with this Onslaught guy. Our team knows barely anything about the entity." His statement prompted suspicious glances.

"Who did you say you were again?" Gambit asked. That sexy Cajun accent thick as he spoke. But that was pushed aside by the sudden outburst from the raccoon.

"For the 10th time! We are the Guardians of the Galaxy, like space Avengers. We came to earth because we got a distress signal from a space pod similar to our ship! Trust me wouldn't have otherwise; you fucking annoying earthlings," The Racoon was standing in front of his teammates now. Glaring at the three teams.

"We are not all beings of earth," Thor's boisterous voice boomed throughout the jungle. "And isn't ginger over there from this planet?" Wolverine asked. "Yes, but he's not half as paranoid as the lot of you," the green woman spoke.

Human Torch started to speak up but was cutoff but the sharp sound of an incoming object from the atmosphere.

All heads shot up see a little space pod crash in between the two opposing parties. Creating a huge creator and causing some to flee from the debris.

It was along while before the dust had settled but the process was sped up by Storm and Thor.

I couldn't see but I could tell someone was exiting the pod. I linked minds with Ben to adopt his sight, exiting the pod was a tall man with shiny black hair similar to the alien woman. And he was also built like a wall. His size was equal if not slightly larger than Thor's. He had on a spandex space suit that was torn and tattered. He looked around the people staring at him in the rim of the creator, until he locked eyes with Ben. But it was almost like he was looking past Ben and saw me.

This thought caused me to momentarily forget seeing him in my vision earlier. I snapped out of Ben's mind but didn't exit carefully. Meaning Ben had felt my presence.

"Reed," Ben said hastily, "Eli's here." Before my father could react to Ben's revelation I teleported to inside the creator. Standing 5 feet from the man in the pod.

"Elijah!" my mother shouted terrified but I ignored her. The man from the pod turned in her direction slightly before focusing back on me. "Elijah," He said quietly.

"Elijah get out of there!" Reed hollered.

"You're the one from my dreams, Elijah. I've been waiting to find you," The man from the pod said with relief and happiness washing over him.

"I've been waiting for you too, Tarin," I said.

'Who are you? Where did you come from?' Professor X had forcefully demanded from Tarin using telepathy. I hadn't meant to but I heard the telepathic exchange. Tarin reluctantly broke our gaze and faced Xavier.

"My name is Tarin Aldris. My memories are clouded and unclear, I do not recollect my origin but I've awoken on Xandar seeking the Guardian of the Galaxy and Elijah Richards."