"Oh shit!" I can hear the sirens now. I really screwed up that last robbery. I start sprinting and don't stop. I run into an alleyway just below the Stark/Avengers Tower. Ah shit why did the first alley I see have to be right next to the 'Worlds Mightiest Heroes'' headquarters. I'm so screwed.

-_-_- Sometime later -_-_-

I woke up. Whoa I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep. Oh no, I turned around, to face the whirring Iron Man suit.

"Miss, put your hands in the air!" Ugh, this was not how I wanted to spend my day. I slowly let my hands rise into the air, thunder crackling in the sky above. It's times like these I wished I has laser eyes and super strength, nah actually that would be too OP. Suddenly a bolt of lightning hit the Iron Man knocking him unconscious.

"Was that me?" I wondered out loud, before Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff, herself knocked me out.

When I eventually came to I was in a white room, decorated with nothing but a white bed, and a steel table with matching chairs. A dark skinned man with an eyepatch entered the room and started to talk to me, but I got bored quickly and zoned him out. Eventually he left and in came the Avengers resident god - Thor Odinson. As he walked in he stiffened and looked at we with, was that fear? Why would Thor the prince of Asgard, be fearful of me, a small, orphaned , 16 year old midgardian girl?
This is odd. That probably means I did cause that lightning to hit Tony Stark. That's good his ego needed deflating. Thor eventually worked up the courage to talk to me.

"Excuse me miss, what is your name, and how did you control the lightning?" He was fumbling over his words. "Who are you? SHIELD doesn't have any files on you or anyone who looks like you?" That last part. Was he staring at my purple hair? Rude

"Why do you wan my name? If you must know, it's Elizabeth, but don't call me that it's Lizzie or nothing at all. Oh, just gonna let you know that yes my hair is naturally purple." I replied tying I be as sassy as I could. I don't think I did very well. "As for the lightning, I have no clue."

"You answered all but one of my questions. Who are you?" Really, that was his reply. Not, what's your last name or why is your hair naturally purple. What is wrong with these people.

"Why do you want to know? Is it super important or something?" He nodded his head. "Ugh fine. Hi my name is Lizzie, I'm 16 years old and an orphan, my mum died when I was 3, exactly 5 months after we moved from New Zealand. I also never knew my dad. I grew up in an orphanage, but I left that place long ago, maybe 2 possibly 3 years ago. I've honestly forgotten. That's my story. Can I go know?" Thor shook his head.

"I'll need to talk to Nick Fury about your release. If he does allow you to leave I know a safe place for you to go to." Wait, what a safe haven, yes please. I'm sick of constantly being on the run.

"Thor, when and if I'm released, take me to this "Safe Haven"" he seemed happy with my decision.

So that was the first chapter, hope you enjoy the rest of my story.