The Avengers Chapter 1
"Good job Amy, I think we're done here for now." I smiled at my brother, John and I made my way home. Hello there. My name is Amy Mraz. I'm 25 years old. What's my story you ask? It all started when I was about 9. I was playing outside when all of a sudden a group of men grabbed me from my front yard and took me far from my home. These men would beat me, starve me and worst of all, they would experiment on me. I was always hooked up to machines. When one day something inside me woke up and I suddenly felt powerful. As I got older I learned how to control these new powers. Everyday I found out about myself. Like how I am able to control all the elements, fly and have super strength! When I hit 16 I was able to escape them. That's when I learned that my family did everything in their power to try and find me.
When I returned to them, I was sent to the hospital to get checked. It wasn't till the doctor reports that there was something in me. I got scared and ran away. Thinking that they weren't going to except me like this. My brother found me at the park crying under the slide. And from that day my family has continued to treat me normally. In fact, they even got me a job. That's where I met my best friend Charlie. There were times were I thought I liked him alot but sadly I found out he was gay. So there was no way that we could have a thing and I learned to accept that. We both work at The Hard Rock Cafe together as waiters. I was able to finish high school on time which is awesome! Unfortunetly I'm not able to go to college. It's not that I'm not smart enough for it. Just that I haven't gotten off my ass to do paperwork for it. Oh well, I guess I'm happy with where I'm at.
When I got home I was greeted by my mother. "Oh Amy dear your home. How'd it go with John?" I smiled and nodded. "Great! He said that I'm making progress." She gave me a kiss on the cheek. "That's nice honey. Do you think you could help me with dinner tonight?" I frowned. "I'm sorry mom. Work called, they want me to work till 1." My dad walked in. "That's too bad. Your mother was going to make homemade potatoes and a deicious steak." My mouth began to water. My mom cooked awesome! "I can't. I have to go to work now. I'll be back home later." Saying our goodbyes, I headed out.
Charlie smiled as I walked in. "Thank goodness your here! We are so jammed pack and nobody wanted to come in." Nodding, I grabbed my waitress apron and began to work. Wow, he was right. It was jammed pack! I was running all over the place constantly. Towards midnight, it started to slow down. A few costumers here and there nothing I can't handle. When I was finally done, I sat on the counter in the back. Taking a deep breath I calmed down. Slowly Charlie walked in. "Hey uh Amy. There's a man out there in black that keeps asking for you. Any idea who he is?" Giving him a confused look, I shook my head. "You didn't kill anyone did you!" He shouted quietly. Laughing, I smirked. "Not that I know of. But, if anyone asks I was here all day." He gasped and started to freak out. When he realised that I was kidding, he thought it would be funny to throw random things at me. Sticking out my tongue, I walked up the man who Charlie pointed out earlier. "Can I help you sir?" The man smirked. "Actually yes you can. You see, I've read your file and-" I cut him off. "My file? I have a file? Of what?" He glared at me with his one good eye. "I'll tell you if you let me finish. Now back to what I was saying. I'm getting a group together of special people like yourself." I slammed my hand on the table. My eyes glowed a fire red color. They do that when I get really mad. "Look buddy, I don't know who you think you are but you have the wrong person! There's nothing special about me. Only a curse. Now, if you'll excuse me." Walking away I calmed down with my eyes turning back into a regular brown color. Telling Charlie I was going home, he clocked me off.
Everyone in the house was asleep. Not wanting to wake them up, I grabbed a plate of left over food and began to eat. My mind began to wonder during dinner. What was up with that man? How'd he know me? And most importantly, why is there a file on me? My family never approved of those things. This was all so confusing. Putting my plate in the sink I went to my room and layed on my bed. Maybe sleep would help clear my mind. That night my dreams consisted of nightmares.
