"Dad! You're back! How did the mission go?" I threw myself at him the minute he opened the door, he hadn't even entered the flat.

"Easy Tiger, let me in and I'll tell you all about it, alright?" Dad laughed as I moved out of his way. He threw his bag and his shield down onto the armchair and gave me a hug. "How've you been? Excited to go out tonight?"

"Of course! But first I wanna hear all about the mission! How many bad guys did you get? Who saved the day? Any awesome stuff happen? Which avenger got the most bad guys? Tell me everything!"

"You're never going to get tired of all these stories are you? I mean, they are all basically the same - bad guy does something bad, avengers called in, avengers kick ass, no more bad guy."

"Yeah but it's always some crazy plan the bad guys have and it never works out for them! Like Loki and the Chitauri and Ultron and his meteorite made out of Sokovia and modern day Hydra trying to kill thousands of people all at once! Seriously, you couldn't make this stuff up if you wanted to! They're all mad!"

Dad laughed again. I guess he was used to me always taking such a huge interest in everything he does, I've loved all his stories since I was tiny. But none of the stories ever included mum.

"How about this: I'll tell you all about it while we're at Pizza Express tonight?" This seemed like a pretty good deal, I liked Dad's stories and I liked pizza, so I agreed.

"By the way, I got you a present!" Dad said as he left the room and went into the kitchen. I could hear him getting a drink as jogged into the kitchen to find out more about this 'present'.

"What is it?" I yelled through as I followed him into the kitchen. As I caught up to him he left the kitchen and walked back through into living room, slipping his hand into his bag as he passed and taking out a small wrapped box, no bigger than a mobile phone. He walked across the room as sat down on the sofa with the present and his drink. I sat next to him and he handed me the present.

I unwrapped the gift as quick as I could; throwing the ripped paper everywhere as I went. Once all the paper was on the floor, the sofa and my dad's lap, in my hands I held a small silver gadget. It looked very much like a mobile phone expect there wasn't any buttons anywhere. The only mark was on the back at the bottom which said "Stark Industries". Dad had clearly got this from Tony.

"W-What is it?" I asked as I turned the gadget over in the hands.

"It's this new music player that I asked Tony to make for you. Remember while I was away, you told me you'd broken your iPod? Well I asked Tony to make you one and, well, it's Tony, it didn't take him long. The battery can last for 3 weeks and that's when it's working at full capacity, and it can hold over 50,000 songs and 20,000 videos. It's pretty high tech. I can guarantee no one has anything like it. Do you like it?"

"I- I love it! My friends are going to be so jealous!"

"So what are you going to have then?" I asked dad as the waiter walked away after taking our drink order in Pizza Express. His eyes were still skimming the menu as he answered.

"I think I'm going to have the Hawaiian one, what about you, are you ready to order yet?"

"I think so, I'm going to have the margarita pizza."

"And you call me old fashioned" Dad said as he laughed yet again at me. He was always making fun of me but I didn't mind. I always did the same to him.

It was strange being out with Dad, it always was. Walking down the street or sitting in restaurants hearing people mumble "Is that Captain America?" and "Guys look! It's Captain America! Seriously, look!" and all that sort of stuff but tonight it felt kind of different. There were some people, a couple of men, on the other side of the restaurant that kept looking over at us. They weren't talking, just sitting there and looking at us. Dad couldn't see them, they were behind him but they were beginning to make me nervous. The sooner we got out of here the better.

The waiter came back and took our orders and within 20 minutes we were both tucking into our pizzas. Dad was telling me all about his mission - How he and the rest of the Avengers had been tasked to stop some people in Zambia experimenting on children (just like what had been done to Wanda and Pietro). Several of the children were very ill as the experiments hadn't gone very well. Not only did they have to stop the bad guys but they had to get all the children to a proper hospital to save them. But being the Avengers it was pretty easy for them. It took a lot to get them worried.

Dad explained in a lot of detail so we'd both finished eating by the time he'd done. I was a bit more comfortable now as those guys weren't paying us as much attention as before (although they still kept looking at us) and Dad's happy attitude is infectious. Soon after we paid and were on our way to the cinema to see Independence Day.

Once we got there Dad bought us both a large bucket of popcorn each despite me repeatedly telling him we wouldn't be able to eat anywhere near all of it and were sat in our seats waiting for the film to start. Every now and then I watched someone come in and take a seat, but not every often. I was too busy watching all the adverts for other films to realise what was happening around me.

The film started and everyone went quiet. The only sounds you could hear were people slurping fizzy pop and the crunch of popcorn as well as the movie of course. It was a good film, I won't go into the details I don't want to spoil it but before I knew it, it had finished.

We waited in our seats until the end of the credits; Dad didn't like to leave the cinema when it was busy because he didn't want anything to come between daddy daughter day so we sat. We didn't say anything. We tried not to draw attention to ourselves. But we soon found out that wasn't going to work.

We both quickly noticed that no-one else was leaving. Everyone stayed in their seats. Well if they were staying here then we were going. Dad got up before me and I quickly followed him. We made it to the bottom of the steps, the door just meters away. That was when everyone stood up all at the same time. It didn't take long for me to notice that everyone there was a fully grown man who seemed to be seated alone but were clearly together. Two men quickly moved and stood in front of the exit as we heard a deep voice say "Stop.". Instantly, we froze. Dad moved to stand in front of me. It was getting pretty scary pretty fast.

"Captain America, I've waited a while for this moment. And lucky me, I get the pleasure of killing your family just as you killed mine. You probably won't know about it though, as I'll be killing you as well." and with that the man began to walk down the stairs towards us.

It was him. He was I'm Pizza Express, the one that kept watching us. I knew something wasn't right. And now he wanted us both dead.

Before I had chance to react everyone surged towards us, there had to be at least 30 men here. I didn't have time to react, as Dad was drawn away from me into the fight two men grabbed my arms, one of them with his hand over my mouth too and dragged me away from the fight, closer to the screen in the cinema, away from Captain America.

Dad was amazing, he might not have had his shield or his snazzy costume but he was killing it. Punching one guy in the face as he kicked another in the gut. They both fell. The story was the same for another 15 guys as they dared challenge Captain America!

I quickly remembered my own situation though as I felt a knife slide across my skin and pointed at my shoulder. Dad saw me and began to run in my direction but more men jumped into his path. Then, just as he punched the first one square in the face, I felt it. The knife slid straight into my shoulder. The pain was extraordinary. I tried to scream but it was muffled against my captor's hand. That's when Dad got really mad. He quickly beat down all the men until it was just the two holding me and the one that had spoken left.

The one who had spoken stepped forward.

"You put up a good fight Captain America. Now we know what we are up against. Next time we meet it won't be this simple." No sooner had he spoken the ceiling collapsed as a man in a suit very much like Falcon's soared down, grabbed him and disappeared. Now it was just the two men holding me left. They'd been watching the fight just as I had, they knew when they were beat. They dropped me and tried to run for the door but Dad was much faster. They were a pile on the floor within seconds.

"Claire, are you okay?" Dad said as he ran over to me, his voice full of concern. I was sat on the floor, my right hand pressing against the wound on my left shoulder, blood leaking through my fingers.

"Can you stand? We need to get out of here." I mumbled something that sounded like a yes and tried to stand. The second I got up my head was swimming, I nearly fell but Dad caught me.

"It's okay, I'll help you. You just keep pressure on that wound" he put his arm around me as we left the cinema as quickly as possible. We got plenty of strange looks but I was too dizzy to care.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we turned in the opposite direction to home. The hospital was in the other direction too, where could we possibly be going?

"Stark Tower. I need to talk to the other Avengers."