In the depth of the night I was kidnapped by an unknown man. He took me from my home, from my family, from my father. It all happened so quickly and then I found myself drinking tea with a stranger named Howard Stark on Midgard. Wish I could say I've been through weirder. But I was only five. Seven more aging years, or about 70 years passed and I lived with Howard until he died and his son, Tony, didn't remember me much. SHIELD's radar knew about me, knew I was a child, but still offered me a job which I refused. And it didn't end there...