You're 17, you live in New York and you've never seen anything outside of it. You live on the streets, after your abusive father kicked you out for being 'different.' You've been living on the streets for 11 years now. You live in an abandoned warehouse everyone forgot about. You live with three others Selene(18), Mark(19) and Joseph (21). Stealing is how you get by. Steal from the rich give to the poor, well you. Since you were young you've always been 'different' however not in the ways others are. Powerful that's the different. You can control the elements (fire, water, air, and earth). Your friends know but you barely use them.
"Zurich."
It was the only word she carried out of the rubble. With trembling hands and ragged breaths, she grew up in a factory filled with others just like her, each one a perfect replica, all unique in their sameness. She was no different, yet somehow she was. An identical soldier, pressed from the same mold... but she slipped through their grasp. Or was she released?
As the Avengers stay busy fighting intergalactic threats, they somehow now have to find time to accommodate another 16-year-old girl who fancies the art of practiced snark instead of self-preservation.
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"ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴅ."
"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩." -T.S