I stopped flicking the coin between my hands. "You must be joking," I chuckled. Tony tilted his head, "Why do you think we're joking?" "I don't do teams. I fly solo. I could never be an avenger," I said, making my way towards the door. "We need you," Steve said, making me slow down. "That's too bad," I replied, before grabbing my bat and closing the door on my way out.

"Who are you? Where are you from?" he asked. I smiled and picked up my bloody baseball bat. "Sic Parvis Magna," "What's that supposed to mean?" I stood at the edge of the roof, I knew Sam was watching, waiting to catch me. "Greatness, from small beginnings," I said, before stepping off the edge. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Imagines I write about Owen Grady from Jurassic world because it's my one of my new obsessions hehe