Time: about a week earlier**
You know that feeling you get when your really high up on a building and flames are licking at your feet and you know the worst is yet to come. That feeling where you want to jump and know you will survive like every other time you've attempted this. Yah no I I don't really have that feeling. Not the part where I know I'll survive because that's a given, no the part where I want to jump.
OK maybe I should explain here. My name is Pyro. Well I'm not really sure that is my real name, but I can't remember that one so I stuck with Pyro. Your probably wondering who I am. Well to answer your question I'm a young pyromaniac. I'm homeless which makes my job (or fun depends on who you are) easy.
Anyway that brings us to my predicament. Below me I can hear the yells from pedestrians and firemen alike as they look up and see that crazy lone teen at the door of death. The police are screaming my name. Some are even thinking about coming up to get me probably. Did you know that I'm on the most wanted list in New York? Yep I just so happen to be that fire bug that nobody can seem to catch, my only signature to prove my involvement is the huge explosions I leave.
Don't get me wrong I love living on my own! No ones there to hold you back! But it didn't always used to be like that. I used to live in a foster home, with a bunch of other kids my age. But none of them had the abilities I do, you see I don't just make bombs and cause fire with them, I live for making them. It's the one thing I'm good at. I can make a bomb out of pretty much anything you can give me. I called that my special ability. I ran away first and foremost because they didn't understand me. The other kids would call me freak and mutant and even Monster. They'd see me walking into a room and say 'hey look it's the fire monster don't touch us you could roast us alive you freak' so after years of having to hear that crap I got tired of it and left. And I got to say I'm not doing to bad if I do say so myself.
At first it hurt being called names like that, but now I take it all in stride. I say if your different and you have something that other people don't and they call you names such as monster and freak it's the best compliment anyone could ever give me. I mean who wants to be one of those mindless robotic zombies passing for normal humans anyway. I like sticking out, making my own mark on the world as I go along.
Anyway back on topic here. The building I am current standing on is almost out. Darn firemen and their firefighting skills. Now that most of that threat is taken care of the cops were able to get into the building and make their way up to me. With the fire out (I don't like using my abilities on people unless I really have too) there was nothing to set off my bomb. Behind me I could hear the clang of metal against concrete then the all familiar shouts of the cops running towards me. I was not going to be caught so I did the very next thing that I could think of. I turned around to face the oncoming police officers and smiled my brightest smile. I spread my arms like an eagle and fell backwards off the side of the building. The people on the street screamed in terror and the cops on the roof looked down at me in terror. Like I was some suicide case or something. Come on people I'm just your friendly neighborhood pyromaniac!
I landed on one of the window hanging things. They hang out over the window. Anyway I landed on it to fast and fell right through. They slowed my fall but still.. Ouch! I landed on the one closest to the ground and groaned. That had not been one of my best idea's and I have had some pretty stupid idea's before. I rolled over and fell off the hanging and landed with a thud on the cement sidewalk.
"Aww man my head is killing me"
"FREEZE! PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
"REALLY! Do you have to use that megaphone? Your right next to me!"
I jumped to my feet and glared at the rookie officer, who seemed to be loosing his guts under my glare. I shook my head at his stupidity and made a run for it through the crowd. However I didn't get very far before I was surrounded by some people in black army suits and a guy with a freaky looking eye patch. As I got into a fighting stance Mr. Eye Patch looked me up and down.
"Pyro you have been noticed and recruited by Shield. It is time to meet your partner and team."
"Ahhh no thanks Mr. Freaky Eye Patch Man Sir!"
It was like he ignored me. I was grabbed and taken aboard an aircraft that took me to an even bigger aircraft. All the while in hand cuffs no thanks to Eye Patch Man. I was walked in by yours truely himself and came face to face with the mighty Avengers. Great just what I needed at the moment. He turned me towards the guy in green and black. Oh no, not him, I recognized him. He was that guy who tried to take over New York.
"Pyro this is your new partner Loki"
This was not happening to me!
"NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HE'S WEIRD AND FREAKY AND SO MANY OTHER THINGS THAT I SHOULDN'T SAY IN FRONT OF ADULTS!"
Evil guys gave me a deadpanned look.
"Excuse me? Do you think I want to be paired off with you?"
Well that was a good start at least. We can agree on something.
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