''You might think that I, Vanessa Rogers, am just your ordinary superhero, but I haven't always been on the good side, and it wasn't even my fault...''
Prepare for some fights, love, broken rules, emotions, racial problems, finding out truths...
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I checked myself out in the mirror and put on some lip gloss.
"Wow, you changed quick!" Nat said, making me jump. "You look amazing! Peter would be 'head over heels' at the sight of you!"
I rolled my eyes as I followed her downstairs into the big music-filled living room. All the Avengers were sitting around one table, drinking and laughing.
When I entered the room, I felt like I was in an edit. It felt like the whole room slowed down and my favourite song, "Knock Knock by SoFaygo" was playing. I was living the dream.
"She really went for it," Thor whispered to Steve. Steve raised his eyebrows and nodded. Peter's jaw literally dropped to the ground. "What are you doing here, Miss Model?" Thor mocked.
"Well I was invited, wasn't I?" I joking replied, as I sat down and winked at Peter. He was still staring at me, Mr. Stark had to break his trance.
"Do you want a glass of beer?" Thor asked.
"She's a kid..." Steve told Thor.
"For the sake of this special occasion, she should then have two!" Thor announced.
"I'll... I'll be fine!" I nodded as I put my thumb up. He shrugged his shoulders and downed his own glass.
"So what powers do you have?" Bruce asked.
"Well," I started.
"Here we go..." Peter rolled his eyes jokingly.
"I have very high IQ, telepathy, telekinesis and yeah that's all!" I answered Bruce's question.
"What's your superhero name, y'know your made up name?" Peter asked me. This got me thinking, I never actually had a 'superhero/made up name'. The only thing made up about me is my surname.
"I actually don't know, I haven't made one!" I told them. We all sat thinking of different name I could have.
"Miss Model?" Thor suggested, everyone shook their head. "What? That's good!" He huffed.
"What are some things that are important to you?" Steve asked. I shrugged, I didn't really know. "But I do know the someone really special told me that I looked bronze in the sunlight!" I said, avoiding any obvious eye contact with Peter.
"So there's the first part of your name, now think of something else to finish it off."
"Sorry to interrupt but, you should have seen the way the fighting those robots. Amazing. She was like a, what's the word?" Peter interrupted.
"Killing Machine? Fighter? Killer? Assassin?" Bruce listed.
"There! Assassin! Bronze Assassin!" I yelled excitedly.
"Now that's fire! You're welcome!" Peter smiled.
The Bronze Assassin. It made me feel so powerful and fierce. I wish Bucky was here to see this moment.
