Author's Note: So, this story idea has been stuck in my head for a while and I really have wanted to write it. Not sure how well it will turn out or if it will even be continued after this chapter, but I thought I'd it a try. Also, none of characters being used from Marvel belong to be they are Marvel's.
Prologue
You know I used to think that myths were stories made up by those who didn't understand the world. Something people needed to believe in order to get up every morning for the back-breaking labor that was required in ancient times.
You know that myth about people originally having four arms, four legs, and two heads. That Zeus saw them as so dangerous he split them in half to prevent them from being more powerful than him. You'd think I would know better, after all my life has never followed the typical story.
Most people claim to meet their soulmate at some point. They get married, have kids, grow old together, and maybe even separate when they become bored with their life.
I was born nothing, and I was supposed to die a nothing. So then why did He have to come. He was destined for greatness and me I was destined for… well nothing.
The only thing I know is that life has a horrible tendancy of playing pranks on me and this better not be one of them.