the strongest avenger (2)

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Have you ever had such a good day, and then it all goes to shit?

Yeah.

That's what always seems to happen to me.

I'm Talia...although I'm sure you know who I am.

I'm eighteen, a senior at Midtown School of Science and Technology. I have a boyfriend who's name is Peter, he also happens to be Spiderman.

We just celebrated our one year anniversary last week, in April. I love him, I really do.

But we've never said the words. We really don't need to, ever since I made a connection between our two minds, we can feel each other. I know when he gets nervous or when he's angry and vice versa. We can predict what we're about to say to each other, so I know he loves me and he knows I love him. Words are just words after all.

They call me Eden, I don't know why if we're being honest here. I focus more on fire, lightning, and energy manipulation...half the time I forget I can control the Earth or even water.

But a video went viral, of me practicing. All I did was make a tree grow, and now, I'm Eden.

I used to think I was the biological daughter of the one and only Tony Stark, but I had soon learned that it was all a lie. I figured out that I'm...well I'm an alien.

I'm not from Earth, I grew up on a planet called Hala where the Kree race live. I don't remember my parents, all I've known was training and fighting.

Until I fell from the sky.

I was miserable, my past haunting me, so Tony took the initiative and had my friend, Wanda Maximoff, hide my memories from my past. She had replaced them with fake memories.

See...it's shit like this that makes me paranoid.

Anyways, I know who I am now...sort of. I know the basics of my past, I know who my friends are...

I've found my place in the world, here. With the Avengers...but of course, nothing ever goes to plan, now does it?

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It's relatively warm, for a day in early May. There's a slight breeze, the sun shining down.

Ever since I visited Doctor Strange last November, the tether that was tugging me, the one keeping me in New York, lessened. It was like seeing him, made my sixth sense back of a little.

I still know something bad's gonna happen, I don't know when. But it's like I'm being called...like something's calling for me out there in the galaxy.

It's all really fucking confusing.

Anyway, I spot Peter and Ned waiting by the bus. We're going on a field trip to MoMA. I quickly run over to them, a smile on my face.

"You excited?" I ask them, knowing that Ned is ecstatic about field trips.

"Yes! Are you gonna sit next to MJ on the bus?"

"Probably."

My brows furrow as my phone starts to buzz in my pocket. So I take it out and internally groan as I see 'Irondad' on the screen.

"I gotta take this." I mutter.

"Hello?"

Sorry kiddo, get to 177A Bleecker Street now.

"Why are you at Doctor Strange's?"

You know him?

"It's a long story. What's going on? I have my field trip dude?" I ignore Peter and Ned's concerned looks.