Hi, this is the first chapter of my very first fan-fiction, and my writing is not perfect, so there might be a few mistakes with everything, (The whole Avengers history, spelling and grammar.) If you do,find it interesting, please R&R. Constructive criticism is welcomed.

Anna walked down the street. She was almost, almost to the Avengers tower. It was December, and the weather was frigid. Not that she minded the cold weather, as she was usually used to it and preferred it better than hot weather, which to her was almost like torture. With the cold and snow, it was almost sometimes as if she could control it. December 10th? Yes it must be, she thought to herself. There were so many rumors about what had happened to Captain America. The street was crowded with people, so she put her hat down under her eyes, so she could see people but the people couldn't see her. She navigated the heavy road looking at the ground, in case she had to use her "powers". Well, no one really called them that except her father who had passed away almost a year ago. The 13 year old, looked up a tiny bit, to see people buzzing with joy, and doing their holiday shopping. She knew she would get no gifts once so ever, because: One she had nobody to receive them from. Two: she had nobody to give them too. She lived with her rich, uncle who couldn't give a damn of her well being. She was planning to take pictures of the tower, and to use them for a class report. Well, an online school. She wondered whether this was legal, because she had read somewhere that it wasn't legal to take pictures of buildings if the builders were alive. Anna got her camera ready, only to be rammed into by a boy. As he rushed past her, he yelled:

"Uh Sorry, Gotta Go before they come! I like taking pictures!"

She managed to get a glimpse of his dark brown hair and a new-ish looking backpack. Her own was almost 3 years old now, which was very ripped. The boy who accidentally pushed her to the ground was now long gone, and she got up to see that there was no one around the tower. Very odd as the tower was usually buzzing with people.

"That's odd," She muttered to herself, thinking about leaving the area. Suddenly a voice from behind struck her.

"Move, Now," She turned around, only to see armed men with gloves and masks.

"We want the person that's gonna come out of that building there. Don't make us open fire," Wait, What?

The man walked out of the building. Anna didn't move, she just stood facing the gunmen, knowing she could kill them, or at least create a hurtful distraction. She was gonna save that person, who probably didn't do a thing wrong. If they where the police, the would broadcast it as loud as possible. She also noticed the probably illegal guns they were holding.

"Whatever," said the man after a few long seconds "We gave her a warning. Open fire"

She created and wavy wall of a metal like substance, and ran for her life. It seemed as if the the whole world was watching her as she ran. Behind her it was only the man she had saved chasing her. She looked back to try to get a glimpse of the man, but she had lost him. Catching her breath, she looked around. Damn it, she was lost. Looking around, she got out her phone trying to find where she was. It got really wet and now it couldn't turn on. Stupid shitty acer phones.

Later

She sneaked into her house, wet from the snow and miserable. Her uncle was waiting for her. She was shocked to see her uncle was there, as usually, he always was away for work matters.

"We are going, Now I can't believe you, I mean how did you do that? Well, well I suppose that the team won't mind having another little project to work with, don't you?" Anna's uncle had a fake look of sympathy and shock on his face, combined by some type of realness of shock and realization. Anna never told him about the , just wonderful, he had most likely been there to witness the event.

"I am not going!" Exclaimed Anna, leaving her backpack on the ground. It had everything she needed for a night or two; toothbrush, laptop, clothes and of course "Quarter-Ball".

"Yes you are, Now come in we have things to do"

"What kind of things?" She asked, defiant.

"You might as well tell me!"

Of course, He did not.

Thanks so much if you made it this far, or maybe you just scrolled down here. There is my first chapter. How was it?