Chapter 3: The Letter

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*Song: Year 3000 by the Jonas Brothers*

When we got back to the compound Tony and Bruce immediately ushered me to the lab. Nat and Steve also tagged along. I think them thinking I had a near-death experience made them freak out. 

I mean yes I was the youngest but I had been in this world for a while. Everyone has near-death experiences and mine wasn't even that. I was completely safe but in a completely different location.  

While sitting on the table, Bruce was drawing blood to run some tests, and while my dad went through all the basic tests for a concussion by hand. It was something Friday could do in less than a minute but for some reason, he wanted to do it himself. 

Bruce brought my blood sample to the machine. He read the results and looked at Tony with a confused expression. Then nodded over to the door. 

They stepped out and soon Steve and Nat left because they had to do the mission report. 

I was sitting by myself when I kept thinking about that man. I never believe in love at first sight. Hell, I didn't even believe in love but there was something there that wasn't just attraction. I mean yes, that man was probably the most attractive man I have EVER set my eyes on. He literally looked like a greek god but it wasn't just his looks. It was like that same invisible force that was telling me to look at my gifts was directing me to this man. Maybe they are connected. Note to self; open that letter later. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the lab door swing open. 

Both Tony and Bruce just stared at me. It was as if they didn't exactly know what to tell me. 

"Well, I must be dying if the genius playboy billionaire philanthropist and the green nerd can't figure out what's wrong with me." 

Bruce finally spoke up while Tony walked to my side grabbing my shoulder. "Ophelia, you aren't from here."

"Bruce way to state the obvious. I am adopted. For all I know I'm from a completely different country."

"No Ophelia, what Bruce is trying to say is that you aren't from here meaning you aren't from earth. Or actually, you aren't even from our solar system." 

"Wh.... what do you mean I'm not from this solar system. How the fuck did I get here then. There has to be some mistake." 

Bruce looked at me with pity. He could tell I was freaking out so he softly continued. 

"Ophelia, you have this thing in your blood. It's called midi-chlorians. And you have a lot. We don't know what it means or even does to your body but it was not originated on earth or anywhere else in this galaxy. All we can see on our machines is that it is natural so you weren't created in a lab or anything. Also, this is probably what your power derives from." 

"What's my count?" I asked dryly. I finally looked up and made eye contact with Tony. He could see how much this was affecting me. 

"Our reports so over 29,000."

"Oh okay. Well, I guess this answers the question we have all had for years. Where the fuck I came from." I said while walking out. I couldn't be there anymore. 

I mean I know finding out where I came from was going to hurt but finding out that your parents sent you to another GALAXY because they didn't want you is a whole new low. 

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