Bags and boxes, they now occupy half of my floor space. I checked my watch - 8am in the morning, gosh, was I going to get a scolding from the principal for being late!

In one pile I had my clothes; they could all easily fit into two bags. Then in another pile I had my books and sadly I don't think I'm going to be able to take them all (WHY?!). Then there were my movies – with my laptop, they could fit in two boxes. Then I had my soft toys, some of which I was going to leave behind for Ivory and Raymond.

In a small box I was going to pack my jewellery and toiletries, I mean, I don't have many but they're necessary. I had a box for all my ingenious (some of them not so much) designs for weapons and strangely enough, a miniaturising ray design!

Lastly, I had pictures and my infamous collection of top trumps. Now, let's go off topic for a moment. In my top trumps collection I had all of the Doctor Who cards, the Harry Potter cards, half of the Star Wars cards, the dogs, the cats, and the Top Gear cool cars cards.

I sighed and left my room to find the duct tape so that I could start putting the stuff into the boxes. Sniffling came from one of our sitting rooms and I poked my head into the room to see who it was – it was mum.

I rushed in and put my arms around her, each sob shaking her frail form.

"Mum, don't worry, I'll still email you – and if dad will let me, I'll come visit too."

She nodded but didn't stop crying "Will, I'm worried for Ivory and Raymond. Hydra is going to go down within a few months and I'm sure to be arrested because Sunil is my husband."

I nodded, my eyes stinging (I don't like it when others cry) "I'm sure SHIELD will let me know if that happens. Then I can organise for someone trustworthy to take care of them, or maybe I'll be allowed to let them have free roam of the Sci-Tech Academy."

I chuckled "Actually, that might be a bad idea."

Mum managed a watery laugh "Go on Will, I'm sure your busy – just remember that I love you."

I smiled "I love you too."

I exited the room but doubled back when I noticed the duct tape and scissors on the coffee table, I smiled at mum

"Can't forget the duct tape!"

With a heavy heart I made my way back to my room – maybe it's not my room anymore. The piles soon disappeared and the boxes got themselves shut with duct tape. I placed a pillow in each of my suitcases and had to sit on them to get them to zip shut!

My room looked bare without all the additional junk that was usually cluttered on the dresser and usually on the floor. I walked over and made my bed, then placing the overly-fluffy pillows onto the bed (I wasn't taking them).

The watch on my wrist beeped as 11am hit, time to load this into my car and then have breakfast. Last night I had secured my bank account with 15 million; it should get me through the years to come. I had seven boxes and two bags (large bags at that!) in the corner of the room, reminding me to get a move on.

I held my head up high as I walked past my father in the hallway and went down a flight of stairs to the kitchen. Maria was already in there cleaning up from breakfast