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My eyes snap open, then proceed to shut again at the blinding light emitting from the light above my head; but I've learned.

"Jarvy, dim the lights." I order, my voice strained and cracked.

"As you wish, Miss Moon, but Doctor Banner demands that you quiet your voice, for you may damage it." Jarvy replies politely.

Instead of speaking, I just nod and roll my eyes.

"Oh thank God!" Jane screams as she bursts through the door.

"Are you okay?!" she continues, obviously not seeing that I physically cannot talk.

Frowning, she adds, "Lumina?! Why are you not talking?!"

"She's not supposed to, dumbass." Darcy explains, wandering into the room with Wanda and Nat in tow.

"Here." Wanda says, handing me a notepad and pencil.

"Why hasn't my magic healed me yet?" I write.

"No clue, and Tony has been up all night this entire week trying to find out your magical abilities." Natasha shrugs.

"I've been out for a week?!" I write.

"Actually, you have only been unconscious for five days, Stark has been working ever since you got here. It's slightly creepy, since he has a DNA sample," she pauses, "That reminds me, he needs permission for something, so he wishes to see you once you-"

At that very second, Tony Stark comes barreling into the room, eagerness written all over his face.

"-wake up..." Wanda finishes.

"LUMI!" he yells.

"Shut up Stark.." I manage to croak out.

"Actually, you technically should, doctor's orders. Anyways, I have your DNA sample, and I was wondering if I could find out your history, to see if your abilities are tied with your family." his eyes bore into my soul.

Seeing the shocked expression on my face, he frowns.

"You d-" I cut him off.

"Alright." I squeak.

"Seriously?! I thought I'd at least have to break out the puppy dog eyes, but this is so much simpler!" he exclaims, rushing out of the room, to his lab, most likely.

"Huh...wow." Natasha frowns.

Craving something cold, I remember how much I liked raspberry sherbert at the sleepover. Rolling my eyes as Jane starts to babble, I hold out my hand, and a second later, a pint of raspberry sherbert is sitting in my palm, a silver spoon on top. Looking back to the others, Jane and Darcy are the only ones who look surprised.

"Getting better, I see." Wanda admires.

I nod, my mouth now full of the sweet treat.

"Come on guys, let's leave her to eat her stuff." Natasha says as she pulls everyone out the door, shutting it tightly behind her.

As I eat the cold substance, I glimpse out the window, only looking down to make sure I don't drop my spoon. The view of the wondrous city is amazing, the city lights glimmer in the darkness of the night, the people wandering the streets. Hearing rushed footsteps, I ready myself for the entry. Seconds later, Tony comes bursting through the doorway, a look of pure shock, and possibly a hint of...fear?

"I know who your parents are." he blurts.

"What?!" I yell, choking on the raspberry goodness.

"I know who your parents are."

"How?!" I question, ignoring my scratchy throat.

"Since I needed to know so badly, I made sure to run your DNA through SHIELD's database too, and there was a match."

My jaw hangs open, "Who are they..?"

"Your Father is Marc Spector, and your Mother is Dawn Spector-Khepri." he adds, waiting for a reaction.

"Lumina Moon Spector..." I test out my name, tasting how it sounds.

"Yep."

"Hey, um. Do you mind if I go outside for a bit?" I ask, needing space from this all.

"Sure, Brucie says you're free to go so long as you're careful with your voice." he shrugs, walking out of the room.

"How did he find them so fast? What do they do? Are they nice people? What happened that made me get taken by Dr. Doom?" I think.

"What happened that day? And why?"

Noticing my lack of clothing, I really don't feel like going all the way back to my room. So, I compromise; as I focus, a black leather corset with silver latches and chains appears, along with a pair of matching black leather pants with silver zippers on its pockets, a silver vine choker, my favorite black boots from earlier (the ones with thick heels and silver buckles), my throwing knives cuff, another bracelet, only this one is leather with silver studs, and my phone, but with a new case. Of course, I've grown quite fond of the kohl eyeliner of mine, so of course, one pops into my hand along with black lipstick.

Slipping into the given bathroom, I slide into my clothes, latching my boots finally. Putting on my black eyeliner and lipstick, I feel as if I'm missing something; hair style. Shrugging, a silver hair tie pops into my hand as I go through the vast possibilities of hair styles in my head. Eventually deciding on a high pony tail, I tie my hair up into the chosen style and dub my look done. Strutting out of my hospital room, I instead take the stairs rather than the elevator, favoring no human contact today. As I run down the stair well, an idea pops into mind.

"Hey Jarvy, are there any small motorized vehicles in the garage? I mean, I know how to ride a bike, but it's just too slow." I ask the British AI.

"There is a classic 30,000$ Harley Davidson Speedster, a-" I cut JARVIS off.

"Where are the keys?" I ask.

"The keys for the Speedster are on the handle of the bike, Miss Moon." he answers.

"Let's get ready to rumble then." I mutter, a mischievous smile spreading across my face.

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A/N: Thanks for reading you guys, sorry if this was a too bit short! And remember, if anyone ever needs company, I'm here.

-LS