"The Infinity Witch? No way, that's a myth."
"Are you really so sure about that?"
Being a homeschooled 15 year old orphan with superpowers, Carmen King felt like the universe was punishing her, like it had something against her entire existence. She...
Turning around abruptly at the noise, Carmen almost dropped her stolen bottle of vodka at the sight of a man with an eyepatch, that she didn't know the name of; sitting in the chair in the corner of her bedroom. She quickly stuffed the bottle back in her bag and switched on the light, "Who the hell are you!" The girl yelled.
"That's for me to know and you to wonder about." The unknown man stated, making the girl roll her eyes. "Why are you in my bedroom? How did you even get in here?" She interrogated him.
The man sighed, before telling her, "I'm Nick Fury."
"You cave easy." She sneered, before furrowing her brows at the name, she remembered hearing about his death on the news. Carmen questioned him, "Nick Fury? Aren't you supposed to be dead or something?"
"Or something, yes." He spoke, cryptically, as the girl closed her eyes and shook her head, "Way to be vague. Why are you here?"
The man cleared his throat and gestured for the girl to take a seat, which she then did, "I came to talk to you about something important, concerning your powers." He informed.
"Powers?" She questioned with a laugh, "What powers?"
"The powers you used to steal that bottle of vodka." He deadpanned, as the girl looked shocked that he even knew about that, considering it had only happened a few hours ago. "Huh... You sure do see a lot for someone with one eye." Carmen quipped with a slight smirk.
"I'm gonna ignore what you just said."
"Probably for the best." Carmen replied, as she dropped her smile. "I need your help." Fury blurted out, making Carmen look up at him, "Or more specifically, I think The Avengers could use your help."
Her face dropped, "The Avengers?"
"Yes. If you agree, I can catch you up to speed. We don't have much time so-" He started, but the girl had cut him off as she asked, "Hang on, how do you even know I exist?"
"Because of me..." A new voice said, as they popped into the doorway.
"Allison?" Carmen questioned her aunt, before looking at the clock on the wall, "You're supposed to be at work."
"She is at work." Fury answered, confusing the girl even more. Allison King walked up to her niece, taking a seat next to her on the bed, "Before your father passed, he was an Agent of Shield, and so am I- well... I was, up until it fell about a year ago, but I still work with Fury." The woman explained, clearing her throat before she continued.
