"Everyone has a story........"

In a dark small room,a lone figure stood covered in shadows,his face hidden by a hood. A light flickered on and off shining on the figure revealing to be twenty year old Peter Romanoff before the light flickered off before coming back on as a fifteen year old Peter now stood in the place of the older one. His face bruised and beaten and blood near his mouth. The boy had a look of sorrow before he looked down as he was holding the limp body of Liz Allen.

"And this one is mine...."

-Origins Of Peter Romanoff: Coming Soon-