Chapter 2

Jor-El carried his younger sister through the looming city of New York. The sidewalks were packed with moving people and huge buildings. It smelled like dirt, grime, smog and fast food. They both instantly hated the smell.

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Van-El whined in the Kryptonian language their father had taught them as infants. He tried to cover her face in his jacket, she was just developing her powers and the smell would probably be too much for her to handle. He was barely handling it himself, he felt woozy and extremely shaky already. He winced as Van-El's sharp nails dug into his flesh and she whimpered into the fabric of his jacket.

"Hush, Van-El."

He crooned, making a gentle circling motion on her back to calm her.

"Move, Idiot!"

He grunted suddenly as he was shoved in the back and into the side of a building. His head knocked against the brick along with his face and Van-El screamed. He then slumped against the building, Van-El still in his lap and tried to stem the flow of blood from his nose. The people in the street just stepped around them, they didn't seem to care. Even as Jor-El heaved himself to his feet, grabbing Van-El and their duffel bag as he did so, and held his nose while they submerged themselves back into the crowd.

They gradually discovered that people didn't really look at them, they seemed to glance for a moment but then made it a point to avert their gazes. It was only then that Jor-El realized...They looked like street kids. Their clothes were wore out and smelled terrible, they carried around a huge duffel bag and both were covered in dirt and grime. Anyone would make that assumption.

Van-El just curled up, her head on Jor-El's shoulder as she whimpered into his ear.

"Wanna go home, Jor-El. I miss Daddy."

She whispered and Jor-El frowned, patting her back slightly. He missed a lot of people, their father, their mother, and the friends he used to have, but had to leave in order to stay safe. He began humming softly, twirling her hair around his fingers as he sang in a language she seemed to find comforting, Hawaiian.

"He nani lua 'ole

Ku'u wehi o nâ lani

He kilohana 'oe

Na'u e pûlama mau

Hô'olu i ka poli e

Mehana i ke anu e."

She began to hum along to the song as they walked, nobody could hear them or nobody cared, either way, at least Van-El was happy.

"I can smile when it's raining

And touch the warmth of the sun

I hear children laughing

In this place that I love."

He sang softly, rubbing her back and she ran a hand through his own hair, sweetly. As he walked he thought of their mother, how she would sing this song to them because she thought it was lovely. Not because she was Hawaiian.

"Mau loa ke aloha

i kô pu'uwai hâmama

He u'i lani 'oe

Na'u e mâlama mau

Aia i ka la'i e

Hemolele i ka mâlie."

He could feel her falling asleep on his shoulder, she was dropping off and had stopped humming so he decided to finish their song himself.

"I can smile when it's raining

And touch the warmth of the sun

I hear children laughing

In this place that I love."

By this point he knew Van-El was asleep, and he flinched when a drop of rain hit him on the head. It was wet and cold as it began to rain. He sighed and tucked Van-El into his coat and against his chest so she would stay dry and warm. The rest of the people in the street ran for cover or yanked out umbrellas from their coats. They did no such thing and kept walking in the freezing rain towards the large glowing Avengers tower in the distance.

-TimeSkip-

Van-El woke up against her big brother's chest that was unnaturally hot. She climbed out of his jacket to realize that they were in the middle of an alley way, it was damp, freezing and dark. She was terrified but as she looked at her big brother, she felt even worse. He was shivering even though when she'd been against him he was horribly hot, His forehead was stained with rain and sweat and he was moaning softly.

She realized that he was sick and looked like he was dying. Was the green kryptonite from earlier still effecting him? She had to find help! Then she saw the glowing tower that was so close. That must be where the heroes were! She'd get them for Jor-El! She instantly took off in that direction, she'd get them. She just hoped Jor-El wouldn't wake up before then.

Steve Rogers had just exited the Tower when he saw it, a small homeless girl beating her fists against the double doors of the tower. She was screaming and crying as she beat against the doors, as it didn't open she began to throw her body against it. Steve instantly hurried over at the child's distress.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Steve asked and the child burst into fresh tears. Walking over and clinging to Steve's waist. Steve petted the child's head in confusion and she pointed at the Tower.

"I-I need to get in there, I have to talk to the heroes! My big brother is sick from the green kryptonite and General Zod's son is back to destroy the earth!"

She wailed and Steve's eyes widened, another alien invasion?

"Come with me!"

Steve whispered as he scooped up, Van-El and ran her back inside the tower. The child's eyes widened as she took in the gigantic interior of the tower, she whipped her head around frantically as Steve yelled around the Tower.

"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE! WE HAVE AN ISSUE!"

Steve yelled throughout the tower and within moments the kitchen was full of Avengers. He bolted inside, Van-El still grasped in his arms.

"Steve? What's the problem?!"

Tony snapped and Van-El yelped, burying her face in Steve's shirt. Bruce noticed the child instantly and he made his voice calm and soothing as he walked over to Steve and rested a hand on the little girl's head.

"Hiya, Sweetie. What's your name? Why are you here?"

He asked and Van-El whimpered as she looked at Bruce.

"Van-El, my name is Van-El. Please help me! You people are the heroes, right? My big brother is sick from green kryptonite! General Zod's son came back with an army and he wants to kill the family of El!"

Van-El wailed and all the Avengers looked up in shock, Tony rolled his eyes in disbelief.

"Family of El? Are you trying to tell me that you're Superman's daughter?"

Tony laughed and Van-El's eyes narrowed. She screamed in rage and began to float up from Steve's arms. Her powers came out with her emotions because they were only just developing. Her eyes turned red and began to glow as she screamed.

"My father's name is Kal-El of Krypton! My big brother's is Jor-El II! You will not is respect us!"

She growled and Tony gaped at her, nodding. She then dropped from the air and Steve lunged forwards to catch her. When she was safe in his arms she whimpered loudly.

"Then please help me! Jor-El is sick!"