•Night Angel•

CHAPTER I - LITTLE GENIUS

Third Person POV.

Seems like the genius gene ran in the family. Although, this is not new, at least not to the Dumont's. By the age of 4 Sophia already knew how to count to big numbers. Like, big numbers. She could do some math, also. She was a very curious girl, she loved all the technological stuff her dad worked on. She loved the tools, the machines, everything. She also loved nature, the plants, animals, everything that had life, she loved it. Also loved to read. Yeah at four years old the only thing you can read are the stories of the Grimm brothers, or fairy tales, cartoon books, etc, but she didn't. Any sort of book that was in her way, she would read it. To say she loved art, was one of the most obvious things about her, all because of her mum. Art for her was the most amazing thing in the world, in all forms and representations. Paintings, photography, music, etc.

She also loved languages, she was keen on learning "all of them", but since it was not possible, at least not every single one there was, Antoine decided to hire someone that taught her the ones she wanted to learn the most. Since she already knew French because it was her mother tongue and English because it was her second language, she decided to learn German and Russian. So she did. Now at 5 years old, she mastered german and was finishing her way to mastering russian.

She was something. Her parents loved her to death, everything she did. She was also a very pretty girl; she was captivating in every single way. She had big brown eyes, like her dad, that shined every time she did or saw or talked about something she liked. She had long brown curly hair, just like her mum. Apart from the good looks, she had a beautiful personality, she was always happy, she was smart, sassy (yes, that young, something she picked up from spending time with Tony, obviously), she had the ability to make everyone smile and feel calm just by being with them. It was like a cure for all wrongs.

Her life was normal. Even though her dad was one of the most important and influential people in the world, her parents made sure to give her a normal life, as normal as possible.

Although, as I said, having a dad like that, could make things anything but normal.

Even though she was still a kid, a little kid, she did everything she could to be like her dad and her mum. Despite that, she never got classes for almost anything (hobby related, kinda). She loved painting, and one day she just started to make drawings and a few other artsy things. They were no Picasso stuff, but it was also not bad for a 5-year-old. One thing that impressed her parents the most, was when one day, out of nowhere they heard her on the piano at her mum's birthday celebration at the Stark's mansion.

While everyone was having a glass of wine in the studio, Fur Elise started resonating in the house hallways and walls. The sound coming from the living room.

-Who's playing the piano right now? - An impressed Victoire asked while listening to the beautiful melody.

-I don't know who that is, but it most certainly isn't Tony. That kid wouldn't even understand the beauty of a piano even if you taught him with apples and drawings – Howard was 100% certain that his son would never place a hand in the piano or anywhere near it. He was not one for artsy stuff. Also, he was not home. Maybe at a "rave", as Howard likes to call it.

-Well, it may be the stereo on, you're so old now, my friend, that maybe you just forgot to turn it off – Said Antoine with a grin to Howard who only threw a glance at him while scoffing.

-You wish Toine. Besides, I might be old, but I'm certainly better looking than you after all these years – He might've been a serious man in front of everyone else, but when he was with his family, all of that seriousness faded away.