Information -

Takes place after Endgame except Natasha, and Tony survived and the Avengers are still the same. (captain America is still alive)

Character info -

Bronte - Main character, 18 years old, bisexual, African - American, female.

Powers - Electricity Manipulation , super strength.

Weaknesses - ????

"Use your heel, not your foot. The only way to properly execute a side kick is to use your heel to drive power into your enemy. Again."

 I pick up my sweat coated leg and drove my heel into the punching bag, causing it to make the squeaking sound it always does when I'm training.

For what, you ask? 

Well, let me explain.

I was born on February 3rd, 2004. When I was 12, my father took me to his job at IFID headquarters in Lagos. We lived there at the time, and the money was good. He worked as a scientist there, and I'd help him mix things. 

That day, terrorists broke into the building wanting to steal a virus from one of the containers. 

They released tear gas among the scientists, my father hid me in a closet while he tried to defend the virus from falling into the hands of the terrorists.

Suddenly, the Avengers arrived. I thought for sure we were saved. I thought we would make it home and all of this would be a distant memory. A story to tell when family functions got boring, how we survived an attack.

I was wrong. 

I peeked through the crack of the closet to see a man dressed in blue, red, and white burst through the window with a shield.

I thought about crying for help, but it was no use. I sat in the closet until I heard an explosion coming from the ground. A man who looked like he terrorist leading the operation was on his knees, the explosion coming from him but being contained by a red matter. I didn't recognise the woman who was stopping the explosion, but she soon became a woman that I wanted to end.

I saw my father limping towards the closet. 

She used her power to pick up the explosion and launched it straight at the building we were in.

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I remember my body feeling like it was being torn apart into a million pieces and being thrown back and forth.

It took them 3 days to find me under piles and piles of rubble.

With 6 broken bones, a punctured lung, and my thigh almost split full open.

I spent the rest of the year in the hospital, recovering from a mistake that could have been avoided. 

But I soon realised, it wasn't my injuries they were keeping me in the hospital for. It was my power.

I was 10x stronger than the average adult male, and I could somehow shape and use electricity toy benefit. But I was not in control of this.

They transferred me to another facility, and I soon became a project of the government. A toy they could monitor and experiment on however they wanted. 

Once they realised I could be used as a weapon, they started training me to become a weapon of war.

I fought my first battle at the age of 14, and wiped out an entire battalion of trained soldiers from a foreign country under 10 minutes.

I never had a childhood. The only freedom I had was the one inside 3 concrete walls built to contain me from escaping. 

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As the time grew, I got stronger and used my power to my advantage. I trained daily, with one goal. Wipe out the avengers.

"Experiment 8556, are you ready for your first mission"

I stood at attention with a smirk on my face.

"Yes."

A/N

hey guys, lia here. this is one of my first fanfics and the first chapter, so let me know if you want more into this story and feel free to leave feedback.