You Against The World - A MARVEL FANFIC {{UNDER *EXTREME* EDITING}}

Chapter 3

Trigger Warning: Fire, Name Calling, Guns, Blood

You woke up in a white room. You walked around the room wondering what the hell was going on. You kept walking around until you heard a noise behind you. You turned around quickly and held your hands up in a defensive position. You sighed and relaxed when all you saw was your parents. 

"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here? Are you okay? What about the fire? How are you here?" Your parents kept looking at you saying nothing. You walked towards them waving your hands in front of their face. They kept looking at you. Not blinking, not moving, hell, you couldn't even tell if they were breathing. You reached out and touched your mom's hand. When your skin made contact, both your parents erupted in flames.

Startled, you jumped back, cradling your hand as it burned. You looked back at you parents who were staring directly at you intensely. After watching the fire for a few seconds, your mom spoke up.

"Why couldn't you save us?"

You suddenly felt guilty. "I tried to! I didn't know that he had a grenade!"

Your dad finally spoke up. When he did, you wished he had just stayed silent. "We trusted you (Y/N)."

"I'm sorry!" You screamed holding your head in your hands in agony. You felt tears streaming down your cheeks.

"Freak."

"Uncontrollable"

"Dangerous"

"Untrustworthy."

Your parents kept throwing out words of discouragement. You blocked them out until you heard one word that caught your attention.

"Monster."

You froze when you heard that word. You looked up to see not your parents, but 6-year old(O/B/N), with they exact same fear in his eyes. He kept eye contact with you while he too erupted in flames. Your parents appeared out of nowhere, still in flames, and started chanting.

"monster"

"monster"

"Monster"

"MONSTER!"

You opened your eyes. Panting and covered in a cold sweat with the word still ringing in your head. You heard a shuffle of feet behind you and that's when you looked around, acknowledging your surroundings. You were handcuffed in a chair in a dark room with a singular lamp above your head. Your shoulder was bandaged. There was one door to the right of you and one window to the left of you. You started to plan your escape, when your hair was grabbed and pulled back making you stare directly into the light. You squinted as who ever grabbed your hair moved the lamp down closer to your face.

"Hello (Y/N)."

You panicked slightly but didn't let it show. You did a quick analyzation in your head of the voice. It was a male, early 30's. "Who are you? And how do you know who I am."

The man chuckled and let your hair go. "I never said I know who you are I only said your name."

"So you don't know who I am?" You said craning your neck to see if you could get a glimpse of this bastard's face. 

"Of course I know who you are darling!"

"Then what do want from me?"

"It's pretty simple. I just wanna know the secret to your powers."