~3rd Person P.O.V.~

*Planet RĂ¹ni, 500 years ago Earth Time*

Stone and palladium came tumbling down, rolling of the castle walls creating clouds of dust that choked and burned. A hurricane force of agonizing screams was almost lost in the sound the war created. A married couple, each draped in the clothes of the royal family hurried down the steps of their crumbling abode. Both were tall and fair haired with skin that shined in the moon's light. The mother held a bundle of blankets tightly to her chest. She was vaguely aware of the child's screams and more acute to the chaos happening around her. "Quintillus! We must get Kynthia to safety, the kingdom is in ruins where do we go?" The Empress's anxious voice shouted in the Emperor's ear. He was all too aware of the danger they were in. Their enemy, The Nanaea Empire, was destroying their home planet with little resistance as the attack had been a surprise.

"Below the balcony," The Emperor started, his breath quickened as he dodged falling stones. "there is a single space pod. We can set the coordinates and propel her to safety." His wife followed him with all due haste, at last they picked their way across the castle ruins to the pod the Emperor mentioned. The last remaining pod was resting among an empty line of what used to be the royal escape pods. "Those bastards! The guards must have fled the planet with the royal escape pods!" The Emperor shouted to the ruins of his castle, cursing his 'trustworthy' guards. The Empress quietly bent down and placed the screaming child in the last pod. Sadly it was only large enough for a one person flight.

"We must save the child at all costs. She is the heir to the throne and though she may not remember us, she will one day return home and build up what was lost." She prophesized.

The Emperor and his wife latched the pod closed, they set the coordinates for the nearest planet in the galaxy. Closing their eyes they propelled the pod forward using telekinetic force. Now thrust through the atmosphere of her planet in war, Kynthia, only one year old, travels to the nearest planet...Earth...

*Flashback to December, 1965*

Howard Stark was on the verge of a genetic breakthrough. He spent countless hours in the S.H.I.E.L.D. labs on his secret experiment. He was creating a baby. This baby was going to have the power to control and manipulate all natural elements. By mimicking the properties of a woman's womb he was able to create a suitable environment for a fetus to grow. He had an egg donor and to save time and money he was going to use his own sperm to fertilize the egg.

Now combining the sperm and egg he recorded the fetus's growth every day while working on a serum thats sole purpose was to provide the child with powers beyond human perception. Howard wasn't going to settle for just making artificial life, he was going for the whole shebang. He wouldn't be a Stark if he didn't.

Two months into experimentation and the baby was growing just like a regular baby would. Daily he'd record the child's progress and add a little bit of the serum into the artificial umbilical cord. What he was doing was top secret, not even S.H.I.E.L.D. knew what he was up to. He knew that if he could accomplish this it would change the way the world thinks. The child grew steadily and seemed to develop the same way a non-artificial child would. This was good, Stark was on the right track.

Seven months later the child was ready to be taken out of the tube that had supported its life for nine months. He made sure to do it gently and when the baby came out crying he was ready with a little pink blanket. He looked at the life he'd created, as the baby cried its little arms failed. Suddenly a blast of air came from nowhere. The water he had drained from the test tube came up from the drain and floated in midair. Howard looked around his room and noticed the liquid was everywhere now. The child was using her powers without even realizing it. One thought came to Howard, I've done it. I created a superhuman life!

As the years went by Howard kept the child hidden. He would know when the child was ready for presentation. For now he spent his days at the lab helping the child develop her powers. When Azura was four he knew she was ready. Azura was excited to finally leave the lab room and Howard was anxious about what his fellow S.H.I.E.L.D. members might think. The main reason Howard had for doing this was his newborn son. His family needed him to provide for them, to do that he needed someone to continue his work with Azura so he could dedicate more of his time on his family.

The agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. accepted to test Azura every day and keep tabs on her progress while he spent time with his newborn. Howard felt a little guilty leaving the child but he knew she would be fine. Besides the child may have been his but she was just a lab experiment. Above all Howard wanted to raise a son, a boy that came from him naturally.

Howard would drop by every once in a while to check up on his first born. Azura's progress was growing as was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s audacity. He came back to find that not only had the scientists developed her powers they were performing inhumane tests on her. Tests like electrocuting her until she showed signs of being able to control the flow of energy. They also would sit her under water for days at a time to see how long she could hold her breath. Azura told Howard that she could breathe underwater and that she told the scientists that too and still they tested her and tested her. Howard could no longer watch the life he'd created be tortured by the very science it came from. So he took her away.

When Howard came home Maria was less than happy to see him with another child. She put two year old Tony down in his crib and closed the door before beginning the lecture. After Howard explained everything, Maria understood and agreed to take care of Azura.

The next few years were spent teaching and training Azura to rightfully use her powers and to control one element at a time. Howard spent most of his time with Azura, Tony was beginning to get jealous of his sister.

One night in 1985, Howard took Maria out for their anniversary, leaving Azura in charge of Tony and the house.