The Unexpected Avenger

Chapter 3

There are shouts coming from above and everyone leans over the railing with shocked expressions. But I keep falling and when I see the ground coming close only then do I unfold my wings from my back and shoot straight into the air. I fly up along the building to see everyone's expressions, happy to see their shocked faces, I just smile and wave ( see what I did there... no okay) at them before I turn to leave. Flying as fast as I can, I head to the cemetery and look for a place to land. Finally finding a place between two buildings I land and tuck my wings away. Stepping out from the alley I make my way to my brother's grave. Assuming I'm right and I am in another universe, his grave should be in the same spot but under a different surname or just the same name. I don't really know how this Multiverse crap  works. Finally I spot his grave and go sit right in front of the grave stone with his name on it. Sitting criss-cross applesauce with my hands on my thighs, I close my eyes and start to meditate.

Tuning out the world and only concentrating on the warmth of the sun. I don't know how long I was sitting here in serenity but when a shadow falls over me, I went rigid. Opening all my senses again and hearing everything around me, even the loud breathing behind me. Eyes still closed, I smile and decided to ignore this person even though I really wanted to say something, I held my tongue.
"Are you going to continue ignoring me, or are you going to just sit there until I drag you out of here?" He asked.

"Nicolas J. Fury, I would usually say it's an honour meeting you, but it's not. So go away and let me mourn in peace and take your silly agents with you." I say and shoo him away with my hands. I know, I know. I'm being a real bitch to everyone today, but I can't help it. I lost my entire family today and I have no one left. Give me a break. I open my eyes, staring at John's gravestone, thinking that ma won't have a burial because I will never be able to go home again. Everyone will think that it was me who killed her. With that thought tears wells in my eyes and runs down my cheeks as I cry silently. This was what I was afraid of, of ma dying cause I have powers that even I don't understand, that's why John trained me.

To perfect myself in almost every skill set just to control my powers. My powers are cool, yes, but it has caused me nothing but misery. Placing my hands on my brother's grave, I concentrate on the type of flowers I want here and as I open my eyes, I look straight to all the white lillies that had grown on the grave. It looked beautiful.

Removing my hands from the grave I stand and wipe away my tears. Turning my eyes on Fury, he lets out a small gasp but recovers quickly. I look at him with an eyebrow raised. "Do I have something on my face or do you just do that to everyone you meet?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.
"No to both questions. Your eyes just startled me, that's all," he says, looking uncomfortable.
"Their just normal brown eyes. Jeez, the people in this universe," I muttered that last part under my breath, getting very annoyed.
"No, one is grey and the other is brown, that's why."
"Let me guess, my left eye is grey and my right is brown?" I ask. He just nods.
"Great, now I'm a freak, just what I needed," I say to myself.
"We should probably get going, it's getting late." I say out loud since it was getting colder now that the sun has set. Fury just nods and starts to walk away. Now that I'm all depressed, I want to screw with Fury's head a little just to see his reaction.
"Hey, Nick?" I ask with a small smile, knowing he is hating me calling him by his first name.
"What?" He asks, already on edge and I'm just gonna Stoke that small flame a bit.
"How's goose doing?" I ask with a small sly smile and I make sure that there is atleast four feet of space between us.

Fury snapped his head into my direction so fast that I think he got whiplash. Even if he got whiplash, I doubt that he would show it, cause he's Nick fucking Fury people. I take a couple of steps backwards with my hands up in surrender while chuckling at his expression.

"How do you know about goose?" He asks, his hand going to the handgun at his side.
"Fury, chill. It was meant as a joke, but I forgot who I'm talking to. And to answer your question, I know everything about this universe and so does everyone else in my universe. If my theory is correct," I tell him.
"What do you mean 'this universe'?"
"I mean, that there are multiple universes and every single one of them is different than the next. The possibilities are endless and-" I got interrupted by a sizzling noise behind me. I turned around and saw yellow sparks creating a circular portal and Dr. Stephen Strange stepped out.
"My name is Dr. Stephen St-" he started to introduce himself when I interrupted him.
"Yeah, I know who you are Stephen Strange. The famous neurosurgeon who 'lost' his hands one night during a terrible car crash off of a cliff, I think, and couldn't use his hands again for operations. Spend the last of his money to go to Kamar-taj to find a remedy or some mumbo jumbo to fix his hands, but instead became the next sorcerer supreme and now live in the New York sanctum sanctorium with his buddy Wong. Am I correct?" I asked with lifted eyebrows. To say that he was shocked would be an understatement. He couldn't even answer me. I just sighed.
"Look, just use the eye of agamoto and you'll know that I'm not a threat. I gotta go," I said. "I'll see you later fury." Before he could argue, I had my wings out and took off into the night sky, leaving the men dumbfounded. I decided to fly around for a bit and think about what I'm gonna do next.