I don't really remember the date but I do remember walking home alone one night. I had just finished working at the office and it was a very long day so you can imagine how tired I was. It had just rained, the roads glistened and shined as I walked. My apartment was a couple blocks down so it wasn't so much of a big deal to walk since I walked every other day.
But what I remember from the walk wasn't the street lights that I'd go by everyday or the passing cars and headlights but I remember just coming across something spectacular. I mean more of it came across me, a man who wore a crimson red cape, a man who really just dressed like he was some kind of super hero and he even flew like one too. I guess there was some trouble across the street from me, I watched as a group of people tried to rob a small bank but really didn't get far thanks to this man with, what was that? A fishbowl on his head but I couldn't make out a face, strange to say it but it was too cloudy underneath that thing to even see. I kneel down behind a lamp post and just watched from a far.
I watched as fishbowl kicked these bad guys' asses, using what seemed to be some kind of magic?
I took out my phone from my purse and started to record everything that was going on. Was this guy an Avenger? He looked like some mashup between Ironman, Thor and Strange.
As I thought about I didn't pay much attention to the situation at hand, I just watched fishbowl the whole time, I paid close attention to what he was wearing and what kind of hand tricks he was doing.
The whole time I was kneeling down I really didn't see that these bad guys were retrieving back and I mean they were running right for me. I was looking up but my attention went back onto the ground as I see these men run past me and they all jump into a van that was parked in the alley way behind me. When did that get there? I asked myself but before I could even think of an answer I heard the engine of the van start and I saw the headlights of the vechile behind me flash in my face.
"Oh no" I say as I try frantically try get up and get out of the way but my clumsy ass fell and I new it was over. I closed my eyes in a sad attempt to prepare myself for the worst but I heard a loud sound followed with me looking up and seeing that the van's engine had exploded.
"Nice try" words that came from a man right in front of me, I turned my head over to the voice I heard and it was him, fishbowl. He held a hand out to help me up and as I hesitated to take it. "t-thanks" I say with a shaky voice before I take his hand and he helps me up.

"This didn't happen you can't be serious" Daniel said.

"I'm serious, this happened last week, why don't you believe me?" I said. It is Monday, a brand new week and I'm just telling my friend about what happened the other day and guess what? He doesn't believe me. I sat there in light pink button up shirt along with a some what of a long black skirt with my brand new short black heels.
Daniel Frame who was sitting right across from me was wearing the usual, this guy, he has been my close friend since I've started working here. "I don't believe you because I haven't heard anything like that happening on the news" he sat back in his chair and I gave him a look "Alright then, maybe I'll show you the footage" I said as I rush to take my phone out.

"Look at the time, break is over so I'm going to go get back to work now, just send me the video and tell me what happened later" he said with a smile as he walked out of the break room. I sat there half way done with my coffee and I sigh, so much for that.

I work for Stark, well used to before he gave his life for everyone. My job is managing and fixing his tech, upgrading it and sometimes I can do hero work. Right now I'm working on drones and programming them to do all sorts of things. Since Stark left a will, I'll be working for who ever was written down on it, I just hope it's not Spider-man because he's just a kid.

Now it's 6:00 sharp, I'm heading down the hall on my way to a board meeting, I have my things gathered in my hands as I rush to the room. As soon as I get in there I take a seat closest to the door and I organize myself. A couple minutes pass by, finally everyone is in and seated. I look over and across from me is this new guy. I haven't really seen him around so I glimpse at him every once in a while during the meeting. He has a beard fairly grown out along with a collared shirt and suit. After that I go back to taking notes but my attention is drawn back when he starts speaking, that voice, it's awfully familiar. I slowly look back up at him, he says his name is Quentin Beck and he goes on about something but I couldn't really pay attention. That night kept flashing back to me, the guy with the cape, the fishbowl and the action. I didn't notice I was staring that long until he looked at me.

"Is something wrong?" Beck asks

"Oh no not at all" I smile and go back to writing on my note pad.

Right after the meeting Quentin came up to me "Have I seen you before?" He asked with a smile as he looked down at me.
'Now this is fishbowl' I think to myself, I swear.
"Maybe, you seem familiar too" I smile and I listen to his voice more and he sounds exactly like the hero.
"Hey, would you like to grab a coffee sometime?" This probably seems like a pathetic way to get close to this guy but it's worth a shot. Quentin gave me a thinking look before shaking his head

"I'll think about it" he said before walking off, going back to what ever business he was apart of and I just stood there. I watched him walk off and that was it.

The long day was finally over and I'm walking home, I ended up staying later for work than usual so the time is about 9:00pm and it's a bit empty out on the streets.
I walk past closed stores, parking lots and then finally I'm home.

I can't believe I'm saying this but that guy was very sweet.