Guilt swarms my every thought as I walk down the sidewalk to the Avengers house. Who says that they will even help me? They are kind and always have been through fights, letting me get away last second, sending me smiles before battles. Almost as a reassurance… So here I stand in front of their home, it’s adorable… I knock on the door, they open the door, a calming aroma flooding my senses as I see them.

"Hello Avenger, I have a favor to ask…"

A look of desperation in my eyes.