When you turned 14, you started to feel like you were changing. Mutating into something. You had a rough upbringing, with your mon dying at a young age and your father being the only one left to raise you. He assured you it was just puberty, but it was something else.

You started to grow powers that weren’t human, but instead of using them for something bad, you took the vigilante path and used them for good. The hero Tony Stark, better known as Iron Man helped with these powers. You soon began being considered one of the Avengers, being constantly pitted for missions with them.

You were on a plane ride to an entirely different state, but you got a video call from Tony. Usually he checked up on you, but this time it was different.

"Hey, kid, do you have a minute? It’s got to do with some Thanos asshole invading the planet and sending his minions— The point is, can you be here?" The panic in his voice was evident.