Danny Diaz Tapped his cup holder inpatiently. He was around the age of 10 when the incident happened. His Parents were on a plane with him. They were taking a family vacation to China. They were right above the Himalayas when the plane started to shake.

Danny started to get scared, but his father, Marco calmed his nerves. "Don't worry, little hijo, it's just the turbulence..." Marco said to his son. Just then pieces of the plane started to be torn off, and the emergency siren came on.

Danny's Mother, Janna, couldn't stand to see her son this scared. She rose out of her seat, shaking from the turbulence, and started to cautiously walk towards Danny. "Honey? Janna, stay in your seat!" Marco said, in a panic.

Janna ignored him, and finished walking over to Danny. She grabbed his hand as she fell onto her knees, and said "We got you, Danny!" Reassuringly. Her comforting smile made Danny calm down and smile a little, hopefully.

Just then, the roof of the plane was torn off, and the wind pulled Janna out of the plane. "Mom!" Danny shouted, but it was too late. Danny looked over at his Dad, who was looking in horror at the hole where Janna was sucked out.

"Dad..." Danny said while looking at his father, in fear. Danny's father looked at him and saw how scared his son was. "I love you, Danny ..." Marco said to his son.

That was when the plane crashed, and Marco, Danny, and the pilots died in the crash.

[Hey everyone! Sorry for this being so short, I just wanted to get the origin story out of the way so I could start working on the actual story! The next chapter will be better, I promise! Also if your wondering, no I'm not just going to steal the plot from the Comic Book or the TV show. I actually have a really cool idea for the story!

Anyway, I talk too much, so see you in the next chapter! Also, blah blah blah, I don't own Svtfoe or The Iron fist...]