The Specials
I was 5 when Nick Fury found me in an alley in downtown New York, crying because I was hungry and lonely. "Stay away." I had said to him when he approached me. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you and teach you to use your powers." He had told me. "O-Okay, please help me." I had said before falling down when I tried to get up. He had picked me up and taken me to the flying base. I have been with them ever since.
"Alana hurry up, my dad's going to kill us if we're late again!" My friend and current roommate called to my upper bunk. "I'm going Nate, hold on!" I called back. I urgently slipped on my vest and combat boots. We headed outside to our bikes and raced to the docks. "Looks like I'm not the only one late for training." We both turned to see our other friend, Star, and her father Tony Stark approach us as we were getting ready to head to go up to the base. We both head up to the base using our powers. "You're late once more small ones and man of iron." Thor's voice boomed through the room. He scared me at first when we first met but now I'm not scared anymore. I sat down on the mats in the training room. Around me stood Captain America, Black Widow, Thor, Iron man, Hawkeye and my friends and I.
"You're going on a date with Star!?" I yelled at the news Nate had told me. "Yeah and I'm going to be out for a while will you be okay?" HE asked as he pulled a dress shirt over his undershirt. "I'm 16 and so are you and Star, I think I can manage myself." He left and I stayed watching movies, eating mint chocolate chip ice cream and writing Fan Fiction.
Before I went to bed I went to get a glass of water from the kitchen. A loud crash made me jump and get into fighting mode by instinct. "I'm not here to hurt you." The voice made me gasp in horror. I turned on my heel, now relaxed, and I stared at Loki's smiling face.