"YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT YOU KIDNAPPED ME TO FIGHT WITH CAPTAIN AMERICA AGAINST IRON MAN? NO WAY."
In which Alison Marnell deals with the casual life of a superhero while also trying to balance homework, tests, and the regular plights of high school...
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"Mom, what do you mean you have to get me ready for-"
Anderson-Marnell Apartment, Queens, New York, November 2016-
"Charles, I'm going to need you to stay outside." Alison stared at the half open door in front of her, trying to look in and see who could of possibly broken in. There was no sight of that person anywhere, or of anything that they could of stolen. "I don't want you getting hurt if it's a burglar or anyone who could possibly be worse than that."
Charles nodded, looking at the door from behind her. "Please be safe." He whispered, squeezing her hand quickly before letting go into the house, watching Alison push open the door all the way, creeping inside. He tried to not let his heart flutter as he watched her walk in, blocking out all of the bad thoughts that were flashing through his brain.
Alison heard Charles' small whisper as she walked into the house, swiping an umbrella that was still hanging on the hooks where the sibling's backpacks were supposed to be hanging after school everyday. The lights in the place Alison called home were dark and dim, the only bright light source shining in the apartment the lamp that was placed by the sofa in the living room. It made the whole apartment feel eerie and unsettling, almost sending a shiver down the girl's spine.
Alison had no idea what- or who- awaited her once she walked entirely through the door, only knowing that she had to protect her brother and keep him safe. Carefully creeping forward after one final glance back at her Charles, Alison edged her way to the middle of the main walkway, poking the front door shut with the beige umbrella that belonged to her cousin.
As soon as she had shut the door, it was like everything spiraled into hell at once. A shadow lumbered towards her, giving Alison no time to react as the person moved closer and closer towards her at a faster speed with every step. The person eventually got to Alison's spot, quickly grabbing the girl's throat and restraining her in a chokehold. As the person came into light, the familiar dark weave of a mask and a coy smile were revealed against the lamp light.
Absinthe. The one person that Alison had been trying to escape for the past six weeks, the person who knew of ways to restrain her powers, daughter of Thanos, and whatever else that woman had included in her "introduction" those many weeks ago, was standing in her living room, and keeping her in a chokehold, to top it all off.
"Alison Marnell." Absinthe chuckled, her full face coming into light. "My, my, hasn't it been a spell." Her voice was filled with what seemed to be an almost happy tone laced with venom, pleased with the idea of being back on mission. "If I last recall, the last time we had a little clash it was in this very apartment!"
