What do you know of the dark battle of New York?

Nothing?

Good.

That's because to the general public the battle never happened. Not even the Avengers, the heroes who helped saved us remember it and of course there is reason for that.

Some people believe De Ja Vu is an effect of reincarnation but its not, its because you have most likely lived through something similar and the memory was taken from you by some one with magic, A Witch or Wizard.

My name is Makayla and I was born to two of the worlds most infamous villains and yet not one person you ask could tell you their names because they were both born in a different world to the one you know. 

When I was two both my parents died in a war, a war they started. The ministry made sure I had a family but whenever someone found out who my birth parents were they would throw me out on the streets and so they had no other option but to put me with a muggle family, this happened when I was ten, I remember the day as if it was yesterday.

The family they chose was a man, a man known to many as Tony Stark, infamous billionaire and Tech genius. After weeks of paperwork and a crash course in the world I was born into he became my father, but I was hesitant to call him my father because I knew how horrible fathers could be. It was no secret that I knew who my parents were, it was hard not to know when everyone you ever called family threw you out because of it.

I waited everyday, I wondered if that was the day that Tony would figure it out and that he would throw me out too, but as the days turned in months and months into a year I knew that it was never coming. He genuinely wanted me and after eighteen months of living with the man, I began to warm up to him as my father, but it didn't last long as I was being shipped off to Hogwarts, a boarding school for magical children, where we learn spells, potions and charms. 

Those seven years were the best of my life and when I returned to New York, I saw that many new people had moved into my home. My father introduced me to each and everyone of them, but I hated it and on top of it, my father was married to one of them, Steve Rogers. Having one father was hard enough now I was getting another one, and of course not one of them new what I was or where I had been for seven years but I didn't care, I wasn't planning to get chummy with any of them.....but then I met him.