A Fallen Star [A Marvel Story]

'01' Beginning

TW: mentions of rape, violence

Jules POV

I slammed the door shut as soon as I got home. I guess you could call it home. Although, it's never felt like one. 

My uncle and aunt argued in the background of my music blasting from my AirPods. That I had to buy myself. 

I prayed for my uncle to stay calm. I heard his screams increase in volume and I hoped my aunt was still ok. I'd lived with them most of my life and I knew that when my uncle would get mad his yelling would turn physical. He would usually only hit my aunt but when I was old enough to know what he was doing wasn't right, I used to get in between them, trying to stop my uncle from hitting my aunt. It never worked, usually he just beat us both or he would kick me out of their house and I'd have to spend the night outside. 

My aunt contemplated leaving him on multiple occasions but she didn't want to leave me. She would've taken me with her but my uncle had full custody of me and if she did take me, she'd be charged with the kidnapping of a minor. 

I finished my homework as fast as I could, wanting to get out of the house as soon as possible. I  opened the window of my room, the cold air hit my face. I smiled overlooking the view of New York. 

I turned back to my closet and took out a black hoodie, a navy blue duffel bag, and my black Converse. Somehow my Converse had been stained with blood. Not my blood. But blood. 

Before I left I made sure to stuff my bed with pillows just in case my aunt came upstairs to check up on me. 

I stood in front of the window and I took a deep breath in. I shut my eyes, ran headfirst toward the open window, and jumped. I landed perfectly on my feet. A small perk that came with the rest of my powers. Yeah, powers. I have light manipulation, shadow manipulation, advanced healing, and telekinesis. I just used my telekinesis to soften the fall when I jumped out the window, pretty simple. 

I walked around aimlessly through the busy streets of New York, looking up in amazement at the shining Stark Tower in front of me.

I chuckled at the thought of the Avengers all huddled up together, watching a movie.

I ignored those thoughts when I heard a shrill scream coming from one of the dark alleys next to me. My head whipped in the direction of the scream.

I went into the alley just to find a bulky man and a dirty blonde-haired woman. The man was holding on to the woman tightly, one of his hands was gripping her wrists so she couldn't move and his other hand was slowly unbuckling the woman's jeans.

I looked at him, disgusted.

"Get away from her," I said simply. At first.

He chuckled at the sight of me. I get it. I was 14 and 5'2. Looking at me, you wouldn't think I was a fighter.

The man ignored me and continued trying to rape the woman. I got pissed off real quick and decided it was easier to use my powers on him.

I focused all my energy on the shadow he was creating behind him and the shadow came to life. It gripped the man's neck tightly. The man began turning blue. I manipulated the shadow into letting the man go though I did have the shadow throw him into the brick wall.

I smiled kindly at the woman and picked up her dropped purse.

"Here you go, ma'am. Are you alright?" I asked softly.

"Yes, I'm alright, thanks to you" she praised me.

"What's your name sweetie?" She asked. Her question really got me thinking.

"You can call me whatever you'd like," I said, I grabbed some rope and tied the man's hands and legs together so when he awoke he'd be unable to get up. I called the police, gave them the location, and went on with my night.

I looked up at Stark Tower one last time before going back home. The world's greatest heroes. Living peacefully while people suffer 93 stories under them. Yeah, I counted them. 

I snuck back into my room as quietly as I could. Silence surrounded me. I crawled into bed, hoping to get a good night's sleep as best I could. 

How wrong I was

Hi oml so this is the first author's note. Idk why I'm even publishing this, I js get rlly bored so why not? Side note Jules is Hispanic so there'll be a lot of Spanish slang in some chapters though I'll add a translation next to it. Um that's it. if you picked this book to start reading tysm and yeah

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