Chapter 1: One Fateful Day

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It was like any other day, the birds are chirping, the kids are playing, you're working, and your son is making a cleaning bot. Well for the Moores this is what their life is like with their son Nigel. Ever since he was two he has shown to have an incredibly high IQ. Eventually he started to make simple inventions to help around the house like making a robot to clean up his toys.

As he grew up he made simple inventions not only to help his family, but his Neighbors too. He created a dog Walker and poop scooper ai robot.

"Hey Nigel, thanks for the dog walker robot it really works" Melissa said.

"You're welcome."

"Hey Nigel, that automatic lawnmower really works. Appreciate little man."

"Yeah, no problem."

Nigel loved to help out his neighbors, but he wanted to help out in a bigger way to all people. He wanted to save people and become an Avenger. He looked up to Iron man since he was an inventer too. "One day I'll be an Avenger and help everybody."

Day after day he would try to replicate the iron man suit in his garage lab. He would invest so much time his parents had to tell him to get up and do something else for a bit. The Moores loved him and were proud to have a talented son. After a while he was getting closer, and one day he finally did it. His first Iron man amour, and he decided to take it for a flight test to his middle school. After a week the school had notified his parents of what he was doing.

"Son, your inventions stay at home. No taking them to school alright, they don't leave here" his dad said.

"Why not, I'm just flying there."

"Just do what we tell you okay" his mother said.

"Okay, understood."

They walked off and he continued his work. Eventually he couldn't resist flying his amour so he took it to school. He made sure to arrive in a new stealth mode he created. Nigel snuck into the school with the other students like he came from the bus. When he got home his parents were furious with him. They had gotten a phone call that a strange noise was heard at school and that Nigel was caught on camera sneaking past the side of the school building.

"Nigel, I thought we told you not to take your inventions out of this house" his dad shouted.

"You're in some serious trouble young man, go to your room and do your homework your grounded" mom said disappointed.

"This is not fair. I just testing out something I created. Iron man did this when he made his suit."

"That's different, he is grown man, and that still doesn't mean what he did was right. Do not try to justify yourself."

Just then a knock on the door was heard. Mr.Moore answered the door and two police officers were standing there.

"Can I help you officers" Mr.Moore asked.

"Are you Mr. Moore sir?"

"Yes, that's me."

"I'm officer Will and my partner Mike. We got a call from a local middle school about a suit of flying amour. It could be a potential weapon and a danger to the community."

"Son, where is the suit?"

"No, it's mine you can't take it."

"Check the garage officers" said Mr.Moore.

Nigel quickly followed furiously in frustration.

"Nigel, come back here this instant" his mother shouted. She exchanged glances with his father who looked in disappointment and annoyance. The officers rummaged through the garage lab look for Iron man suit. His parents came up from behind and stood in the doorway. They looked and saw what was inside. What were once inventions to do your average daily tasks were now weapons of destruction. There were weapons everywhere. Robots, missiles, explosives, and of course his suit.

"What is all of this" his mother asked in fear.

"These are instruments of peace to help me become an Avenger" Nigel answered with confidence.

"This all has too be confiscated" officer Will said. Nigel was very angry. "Here I found the suit. Give me a hand with it" officer Mike announced. "No, you take your hands off" as Nigel began to wrestle with them.

Just then one invention awakened from the sound of Nigel's grunts. It was a bodygaurd bot designed to protect you from home invasions. It saw that Nigel appeared to be in trouble and immediately walked towards the officers. They saw and pulled out their guns. Nigel saw and said to the officers "No don't shoot!" They fired anyway, and what they didn't know is that everything including this bot was bulletproof, and would deflect any bullets."Gaurd bot deactivate" Nigel shouted. The gaurd bot deactivated, but bullets ricocheted around the room as Nigel and the officers ducked. His parents tried to duck too, but one bullet was deflected right in their direction. With that it struck both his parents in the chest and they fell.

"Noooo" cried Nigel as he ran to them. They both looked at him with tears running down their eyes. He began to weep as his parents were loosing blood fast. He tried his best to keep them from bleeding so much.

"This is officer Will we need a medic stat. I have two adults shot in the chest, both in their late twenties. We are at the following address."

[911 Operator]"Copy that, dispatching an ambulance your way right now."

"Thankyou."

Nigel looked at his parents with sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to be the best I could to help protect people. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm sorryyy. Please forgive me, please. I'm sorryyy."

"We... love... yoo... ooo... ou" his mom said expelling her last breath. With that his mom died. He looked to see his dad was still breathing and grabbed his hand, but after a minute he passed away. The officers grab Nigel and handcuffed him. He is taken to court and is found guilty, although he pleaded to be innocent. The Judge reads the verdict of his punishment to him. "You are allowed to live freely among society, but you are to stay under the watchful, and protective care of your Aunt Lucia Moore. You are under no circumstances allowed to invent anything till you're at least twenty years of age. All inventions have been confiscated and will be left in the hands of Tony Stark and Stark Industries. Court dismissed."

Afterwards he watched his parents funeral and barrial. For this thirteen year old, this day would define him and his future. Unfortunately for everyone else, they have no idea what's to come.

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