Ivy's pov
Slowly my senses came back to me. The first thing I noticed, I was still alive. My body was sore. My face felt full of cotton. I could feel a pressure against my right wrist that seemed like a bandaid.
Where am I? What happened?
And it comes flooding back to me. Everything that happened. Did Furry actually get me help. That was the only explanation. I slowly opened my eyes, the brightness assulting my them and startling me.
"Friday, turn down the lights to 50% and alert Dr. Banner." I voice calls out. "Its ok, Kid. You can try to open your eyes now."
I try again and find the lights dimmer. I figure sits in the corner. Watching me. Not in a creepy way though, more fatherly.
I try to sit up. So I can get a better glance at my surroundings.
"Here let me just bring the bed up." The figure says grabbing the remote and bringing the bed upwards.
The figure is a bald man with dark skin. His clothing made him look like a pirate. Especially since he had an eyepatch.
"I'm Fury, or Furry as you like to call me. And I'm the director of Shield." He introduces.
Ivy. I sign simply seeing if he understands ASL.
Sorry to drop this on you but your father was arrested. He signs with a sympathetic smile.
Well that interesting.
Just then, another person comes in. This one dark haired and fair skinned. With lab coat, purple shirt and jeans.
"Oh hi, I didnt expect you to be this awake yet. I'm Bruce Banner."
Hi I'm Ivy.
Bruce looks over at Furry for a second.
"She just said hi and introduced herself as Ivy." Furry laughs.
"Ok. So Ivy do you mind if i check to make sure everything's alright?"
I shake my head no.
Bruce starts checking my blood pressure, vitals, blood, ect. He looks under a microscope at the blood. He looks confused.
"Director, will you take a look at this?" He asks.
Furry walks over and looks in it.
"The f***?""Language!" The celing says in the voice of... Captain America?
The two whisper to each other, about something, for a few minutes.
"Ivy, do you think you could come over here?" Bruce politely asks.
I nod and slowly stand and walk over to them.
"Look in the microscope." Furry says.
I look in it. Theres a lot of sciencey looking stuff. That probably does something.
I look back up. What am I looking for?
"Ivy your blood has chemicals in it that, well, enhanced people have." Bruce says.
I stare blankly at him, nothing he said having made any sense.
"You have stuff in your blood that could give you powers." Furry says, dumbing it down for me.
Oh, like this. I sign before bringing a small flower above my hand.
Both Furry and Bruce look at me, stunned.
Yes, no, maybe so? I sign, making the flower disappear.
"Ya like that." Furry says.
"Where'd you get those abilities?" Bruce asks.
(Italic with underline will be memories)
"Papa! Please stop! The needle hurts!"
"Dont worry my sweet child. Pain doesnt last forever. But remember, if your mother finds out, hehe, well the pain might last longer."
"Why do you use the needles papa?" I ask for the billionth time, with tears streaming down my face.
"You're my little extra credit project, sweetie. If this works I'll be rich!"
"Earth to Ivy." Furry says, snapping his fingers infront of my face.
Sorry.
"Do you remember where you got your abilities from?" Bruce asks lightly.
I nod.
"Can you tell us where, Ivy." Furry asks.
After a moments hesitation, I sign, My father.
"Well, you dont have to worry about him anymore, kid. If you dont mind, I could adopt you. You could still go to the same school and everything. Just not living with him." Fury says, catching me off guard. "I mean you dont have too. I could make sure you're in a good ho-" I cut him off with a hug.
Thank you Furry.
This chapters shorter but I felt like I should end it right here. I feel like I kinda threw this in there really fast but I'm evolving the plot.
Anyways, if you have any ideas just comment them and I'll see if I can incorporate them.
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