Jack-Jack was at the grocery store. Of course. While all the others had gone to save Wanda, to traipse through the forest with a bunch of other superheroes, and maybe fight a ton of bad guys and save the day and all that, the youngest brother was stuck grocery shopping.

He sighed. He had been so happy when Dash and Violet had let him come with them at the last fight, but then Wanda had gotten kidnapped. He knew, he just knew that he could have done something to save her. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that he had failed. His powers responded, rising to the top on a wave of emotion, threatening to spill over.

The carton of eggs in his hands started to sizzle, bringing Jack-Jack back to reality. He gasped, and quickly set the eggs down in the cart, hoping that nobody had seen that. And then he added another carton of eggs in case he had ruined that one.

'I still need to work on controlling my powers.' Jack-Jack thought. 'Imagine if I had fried those eggs right there in the store.' He giggled, feeling a little bit better. And then he frowned.

His parents had been teaching him how to be a superhero from the time he was a small child. They conveyed on to him all the knowledge they had gained while working for the government, and by the time he was a teenager, he could hack, spy, and shadow with relative ease, skills his siblings had learned little of. Therefore, he could also detect when he was being followed. And now, someone was following him.

He walked a few aisles over just to make sure he was right. Sure enough, a few seconds later, he heard the same footsteps stop near the beginning of the aisle. There is only so much one can tell from the sound of someone's footstep. The only thing Jack-Jack could tell was that they were wearing boots. They were probably trying not to make noise, but nevertheless, he heard them clearly from a few meters away.

The thing to do, Jack-Jack had been taught, when one is being followed, is to either get the jump on them and find out what they want, or, if one is certain that they mean harm, to run away. He decided on the former. So, Jack-Jack turned and, as calmly as he could, walked towards the back of the store. The moment he couldn't hear the footsteps anymore, he pushed his cart down the aisle, and, looking around and finding nothing better, went and hid behind some plastic bins. The footsteps rounded the corner, paused in front of the bins for what seemed like an eternity, and slowly moved on. Jack-Jack saw his chance. He pushed the bins away, leapt to his feet, and grabbed the person's wrist, pinning their arm behind their back.

"What the heck!?" A female voice rang out across the aisle.

"Oh…" A million thoughts ran through his head. In his confusion, against most of what his parents had taught him, he let her go.

She turned around, brushing her chin length hair out of her face, with a look of surprise and confusion. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Oh… uh" Was she a threat? Why was she yelling at him? He couldn't deal with this. "I'm… I'm sorry."

She glared at him, his blue eyes meeting her cloudy grey ones. He stared back, unsure of what do. Suddenly, he saw her expression shift into something like brief recognition. "What's your name?" she asked cautiously.

"Uh…" Should he tell her his name? What if she was evil? "Jack… Jack?"

"Ah." She tucked her hair behind her ear, her hand brushing the streak of her hair dyed blue. "I thought so."

"Wait… Do I know you?"

"No. We've never met. But I suppose now we have." She glanced over him and made a hmm sound. "You do look like I thought you would." Jack-Jack didn't know how to respond to that. Something in her pocket beeped, and she put her hand over it way too quickly. "Well, I should probably go before you start getting suspicious." she said.

He was already suspicious. "Do you know me?"

She was already turning, calling out a goodbye to him as she walked away.

"Wait!" he yelled. He hesitated for a moment, then chased after her, leaving his cart in the back of the store. "What's your name?"

She glanced behind her, looking surprised to see him following her, and broke into a run. Jack-Jack chased her through the supermarket, dodging hurried shoppers and elaborate displays. She jumped through the automatic doors, nearly trampling a mother and her two children. Jack-Jack, being the courteous superhero he was, waited for them to exit the store before running through the doors, catching a glimpse of the strange girl as she went around the corner of the supermarket. Jack-Jack ran around the corner so fast, he nearly fell, but what greeted him was simply an alley with a few dumpsters in the distance. The mysterious girl was gone

Jack-Jack searched all over the area, but he couldn't find her. It was as if she had simply vanished. Finally, Jack-Jack decided there was nothing to be done. Where the girl went would remain a mystery. So, he begrudgingly walked back into the supermarket to find his cart and continue shopping.

To Quicksilver, running was the best thing in the world. He had enjoyed it before he had acquired his powers, but now that he could truly run fast, he enjoyed it even more. But now, running through the forest at a breakneck pace, even the feeling of the wind tearing at his face and clothes was overshadowed by worry.

He heard a whooshing sound beside him, and he looked over to see Speedo, with a lazy grin spread across his face, matching his pace as they zoomed through the forest. Speedo looked at him and the grin disappeared "Are you okay?" asked Dash.

Pietro smiled grimly. "I will be."

Speedo looked ahead and quickly swerved to avoid a tree. "Are you sure?" He looked over at Quicksilver, but Pietro wasn't there. Dash dug his feet into the ground and stopped, then looked around. Pietro was standing a few meters away, completely still. Dash ran up to him. "Hey-"

"Shh." Pietro cut him off.

Dash looked around. They seemed to be surrounded by trees on all sides, but the trees were spaced out evenly enough to provide plenty of light. Bushes were scattered around the forest, some with berries growing on them. They were probably poisonous. He scuffed at the ground. Leaves overturned under his feet, wet with water. It definitely had been raining. That was about the extent of his intuitional skills. Dash looked back at Pietro, who was still unnervingly still. "What-"

"I thought I heard something." Pietro whispered. Suddenly, there was a rustle in the bushes to their left.

Speedo turned so quickly, he almost fell over. "There's something there," he whispered, slowly moving so Quicksilver was in front of him. Pietro rolled his eyes.

Moving very slowly and carefully, the two supers approached the place the sound had come from. They walked for a bit, and then suddenly, something jumped out of the bushes, startling them. Their reflexes kicked in, and within seconds, Quicksilver had pinned them against a tree, and Speedo was standing behind him in case anything happened.

The person flailed around, fighting Quicksilver. "I won't go back, I won't!"

"Calm down!" Dash said, emerging from behind Pietro. "We're not going to hurt you."

The person stopped struggling as soon as they saw Dash. "Speedo?"

"Yep, that's me. That is my name. I am Speedo, the esteemed superhero." Dash said, gesturing to Pietro to let her go. He did so, reluctantly.

"Who are you?" asked Speedo. He tucked their hair behind their ear and noticed they were soaked through. "Wait, don't answer me. We need to get you to a safe place. Come on."

"What?"

Dash picked the person up, and turned to Pietro. "Tell the others-"

"Already on it." said Quicksilver before he sped into the forest.

Dash rolled his eyes and adjusted the person so they were more secure in his arms. "Don't worry. You'll be fine." he said. Before he looked away he was sure they smiled.

Sorry I've been away so long, but it was a pretty crazy time with the end of school and all. But, now that school is out, i'll update more often. Promise.

So, there's probably only going to be three more chapters in this fanfiction, which is kinda sad but also i'm so ready to be done with this. This has taken so long to write. I am a procrastination machine.

Anyway, have a nice day! :)