ep 15

I just hoped it wasn't like that or I would have to deal with possible reincarnated villains because I was sure not all of them would want to be heroes.

We got off the slide rides and left after I stole two burgers from a Coulson looking for a good place to point a big microphone and listen to what we were talking about.

'That was close.' Luckily there was too much noise and lots of plastic and glass walls.

When we got back to the RV a somewhat refined woman appeared.

"Hello kids, are you alone?" The sweet girl asked kindly extending her hand to greet me.

"A kid thief kyah!" Airi shouted acting so I played along and ran after her into the RV and locked ourselves in.

We used a blanket to cover ourselves and smiled.

I used a lamp under the blanket and wrote 'They probably placed or installed cameras, maybe not because of the limitation of technology but I don't really know.'

Airi nods and smiles.

That day we ate the rest of the hamburgers until mom came home upset because they don't let her see her husband at work.

(Betty Brant's POV)

It wasn't easy but after a few days of being born I managed to understand that this is fiction but it's also real.

The giant head (Beyonder) maybe because he died there is no communication, no mission, there is no holographic screen where I chose a skill and waiting for it to appear at 15 is very stressful.

I'm only 5 years old and I'm stressed.

One day while my father was looking at the newspaper I saw the image of Industrial Stark and I was surprised because we were in a movie or something like that.

There was so much information in my world that it was impossible not to know about Tony Stark who was a multimillionaire orphan.

The giant head sent us here or we arrived here without skills, although I still appreciate that opportunity, the opportunity to stay alive.

And I don't plan to waste that opportunity. I looked up the name Peter Parker in the phone book and to my surprise there are many Parkers.

I have the idea of ​​stealing that spider from him or letting him bite me too.

My second choice is Tony Stark but that guy is unreachable, I don't know exactly but I remember that he has more armors.

Several years have passed and now I am 9. I don't understand well but I was innocent.

This world is hard, just like mine, but I want powers, especially when I found a boy who is looking for the reincarnated.

I put several papers outside the New York public library and that bothers me.

"I'm looking for the Avengers, I want to join you, contact us by running XXXX XXXXXX" is something simple, but it is effective, only someone like me who went to see that movie at the theater could know it.

(End of Betty Brant's POV)

Looking out the window I don't see anyone but I'm not sure if there are still people watching.

Several days have passed and I'm starting to doubt if we're still under surveillance.

'What if I go out and steal from the thieves? The extra money is always good.' I said with a smile and looked at Airi watching the TV.

"Stay here and don't open the door to strangers." I said to Airi while I covered myself.

"Where are you going?" Airi asked muting the TV.

"Shopping"

"I want some fries"

"Okay, I'll bring some fries and a soda"

"A milkshake"

"Okay, I'll bring two milkshakes"

"A burger with fries"

"-"

"Pizza for tomorrow?"

"Damn Airi, I can't carry that much"

"Okay, okay, forget about the fries." Airi said scratching her belly like a hikikomori or that's what she had become.

Just watching TV, reading magazines and eating.

I sigh at this relaxed sister, she doesn't know the weight I carry on my shoulders.

I watched all the series and movies and I forgot a lot about some of them because they didn't seem that great to me.

But anyway, Romanoff's suffering who I want to save but I don't know how to achieve such a feat, the girl Skye, an inhuman who suffers a lot and is almost raped, damn that idiot Jessica Jones if that son of a bitch Killgrave raped her.

But more importantly, I want to fuck Sasha xd

Anyway, I left the trailer upset and someone placed their hand on my head.

"What a cute boy." A girl said with a bag of churros.

"Take one." She said and I accepted it, I wanted the damn churro and I couldn't help but nod and take the churro.

"What a cute boy." She said and after pinching my cheek she left.

I looked at the churro and went back to the trailer.

"So soon? And the other things?" Airi asked.

"Take half, I'll get more." I said handing half a churro to Airi who hugged her legs while watching TV on the couch.

Without worries, watching cartoons eating a churro while I with half a churro in my stomach go out to almost kill bad people to rob them and .

I left the trailer again and walked a few blocks before turning into an alley where I heard noise.

I still can't believe that I look like a child, I know I'm almost 12 years old and I train a lot, my physique is very good, rough I would say, my back is broad, I have more muscle than any child I know.

But at the sight of an old lady it seems that I'm still a child. "Damn handsome child face." I complain silently as I walk through the streets of New York.

There is smoke coming out of some sewers. I wonder if the ninja turtles are from Marvel.

Help!

A weak sound of help is heard in the distance but nobody pays attention.

'gee it seems like if someone shouts from an alley all the passersby turn a deaf ear'. But that was good for me, I went out into the streets with that intention.

I need money and what better than to rob someone who won't go to the police to report a robbery and who doesn't seem so bad to me either.

My conscience will be clear. Entering an alley with boxes and trash cans around a corner.

Between plastics and huge amounts of paper I found two guys with dirty suits and pants around their ankles.

Soon I found two guys fucking a woman. One of them was using the woman's hair for something strange.

"but it's early, do prostitutes work early?" I said and the two guys stopped what they were doing and the woman fell to the ground.

"sons of bitches". I said when I saw that the woman looks like a whore or dresses like one, she is young but she is unconscious and has blood on her skull.

The woman wants to wake up, I think about what to do but I stop, 'Will killing them be okay? My attacks are fire, how do I hurt someone with fire without seriously injuring them? Stupid, useless power'. I think as I feel someone approaching and I look behind me and see that someone is indeed approaching.