Ashes (Avengers fanfic)

Ch.2 Next stop

It had been about 5 hours of silence between me and this guy, I know nothing about this guy and he starts talking to me out of nowhere. He leaned over to me and whispered "hey I never asked but what's your name" what a surprise now he asks "it's Eliza Blain and you" I hope this guy is good "I'm Peter Parker" what hold on "wait the Peter Parker as in Spider-Man" he looked at me surprised "wait how do you know who I am" I smiled how does he not know "really do you not see the news or anything" he looked up and smiled what an idiot, we stopped talking for a while after that. The buss stopped after another few hours at a train station, my next way of transport, I hopped off the buss with my bag and Peter followed behind, we got to the stairs to the train when a man came out of the door and said "tickets please" I handed him mine and Peter just stared as I got on without him "what no ticket Peter" he looked to his feet and kicked a rock, the whistle blew but before I could go farther Peter grabbed my arm "hey take this" he put a piece of paper in my hand "it's my number call me some time ok" the whistle of the train blew again and Peter stepped back from the stairs, I got to an empty room which was mine and looked out the window, Peter was out there waving to me. I waved back and the train started to move, I set my back down on the basket above the bed and sat down, then there was a sound on the roof of my train car, it sounded like a thud and then something started tapping on my window.
I opened it and in came Peter swinging from a web and into my train car, he landed gracefully and stood up with a smile on his face, "did you miss me" I laughed "sure thing idiot" I sat back down on my bed and Peter sat on the other across from me. I let my brown hair down from the high ponytail it was in earlier, as it came down I reviled my purple highlights and the sides and ends on my hair. "Did you do that" he looked at the purple that popped from my normal boring brown "yeah got it a month ago" he looked at it astonished by how good it looked "man your parents must be the best" I looked to the floor, I had just ran away from my last family. "Well actually I'm an orphan I've been fostered for years now and..." I could feel the tears behind my eyes "I just ran away from my latest family, they were going to get rid of me anyway" he looked to me with sad eyes "I'm so sorry so why are you leaving them" I pulled out my hand and snapped my fingers and a flame appeared like a lighter. "This is why" he came closer to the flame and looked at each inch of it which creeped me out, "wow that's amazing fire out of thin air" he looked into my eyes and I could feel a cool relief fill me, his eyes looked so comforting that it soothed me. I stopped the flame and the warmth came back, "yeah well I'm not going to keep this hidden anymore I want to use it to help or something" I don't really know yet what I'm going to do but I'm hoping it's a good one. He took my hand "Eliza I promise that I will help you find a way to use you gift for good" what the hell is this guy doing, suddenly a sound came from his watch and a flashing light "well I have to go but if you need me just call I will be in New York so don't hesitate to call got it" I nodded my head as he opened the window and jumped out, I ran over and saw him swinging from lampposts heading towards a forest "goodbye Peter" I said and closed the window and turned off the light for my room, I layer down on my bed and took out my phone.
I opened it to my pictures and looked through pictures of me with different families and with siblings and friends now long gone, Peter said he was going to South Carolina was that a lie or something. I'm really hoping this trip is a good idea.