AN: This is my first story, so please no flames . Constructive Criticism is welcome. This chapter is mostly about my OC and where she came from, the plot will get rolling next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers nor anything you recognize. I own my OC and her back story, and plot.

Warning: light cursing, mention of intercourse

Chapter 1


[Luka POV]

When I was young I lost my parents, and thrown into an orphanage. Not too bad a place, but I longed for a Mom and Dad.

One Day, my wish came true.

There was this nice couple that had come to the orphanage looking a for a kid.

Mr. and Mrs. Sprice had walk into the room, where me and a few other kids were playing. I was sneaking a few looks at the woman, but she caught my glance. I quickly went back to the painting in front of me.

"Excuse me..?" I look at her crouch down beside me. " I'm Amelia Sprice. What's your name?"

"... Luka.. " I mumble out. " Luka, that's a pretty name." She says. I just nod and smile at her.

Mrs. Sprice turns her head up to her husband above her but doesn't make a move to stand. They have a silent conversation while I finish my masterpiece.

" Luka?" I look at them both. "Would you like to go with us?" I look at them both for a second so my young brain can catch up.

" You want to adopt me?" I whisper. They both look at each other, turn to me, and smile. I nod and allow a small smile to grace my face

That was 12 years ago and I'm happy to say my name is Luka Lee Sprice. Mom and Dad own a Ranch called Sprice Ranch.

They had put me in charge of our ranch, while they were gone on their 4 month business trip. " Bye!! I love you!" I yell once more as they drive away.

I walk into the house and look at the clock. 5:53 it says, I figure I have time for a snack and a drink.

Afterwards, I slip on my boots and walk out back to feed the horses in the stables. By the time I was done it was 7:00 pm.

I walk in the house and glance around, my eyes fall on the television. I turn it on and plop on the couch.

Only to see the exploits of the Avengers. Earth's Mightiest Hero's, you get the deal. It gets frustrating hearing about their lives, like who wants to hear who dear old Capt. is shagging these days. I certainly don't care.

I laugh at my thoughts. I decide that I've heard enough, turn off the television, with the intent to get in the shower and then bed.