Emily always knew this day would come, the day her best friend Allison's impossible amount of soulmarks would catch up to them. One soulmark is normal, two is unusual, three is a rarity, four is unheard of, and five, well five is the stuff of legends. Throw in a mark not from this century and you've created one adored, desired, coveted, but most of all, marked woman. Allison Hollden is the stuff of legends so she and those around her never seem to have a choice but to exist in wonderful, tragic, and most of all epic tales. (This is an original version of my Avengers fanfiction The Young Ones)