Kana's P.O.V. - 29th December, 2011

I carefully treaded on the pavement, ignoring the people that passed me. I kept my head down and urged the ravenous gnawing and clawing at my stomach which beseeched me to tear into the people close by. I stuff my hands into my pocket before speeding up my pace. 

It's been a week since I first arrived in this world, my mind was thrown through a loop. I just couldn't believe it, but somehow it happened. I ended up in America and the date was 29th December, 2011. So beside ending up in another dimension, I've also travelled back in time, about 7 years.

My life sucks. 

There were also no ghouls existing, I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I researched, but I could only get folklore instead of actual ghouls.

Since I'm not of this world, I'm forced to sleep on a bench for the last couple of days since I have no money and I have no ID so getting a job is out of the question till I can afford a fake one. Luckily, I passed all my English classes so the language was no problem. 

The main problem is food. I'm all alone, there's no Anteiku to support me or offer me food which meant I had to scavenge for food and according to my stomach, I need to scavenge before the week is up. Pictures of rotting corpses flashed through my head and I could feel bile rising up my throat but I harshly swallow it, my nose crinkled slight at the bitter, acidic taste.

It was kinda late so there wasn't a lot of people in the area I was in, most of the shops here close around 10pm. There was loud crash as, what I believed to be a set of bins, toppled over. My ears twitched when I heard shouting and screaming before a smaller voice started to apologise and beg for mercy.

I sprinted around the corner to see a trio of burly and muscular men threatening an elderly couple, probably in their 70's, who were terrified. One of the men had a metal pipe and was swinging it around like a club nearly hitting the couple.

"I'm sorry, but there weren't many customers this week. I haven't earned enough money to pay off the loan," the man explains, hesitantly. 

"Please, give us more time," his wife pleads as she hides behind her husband.

The man with the pipe, who I presumed to be the leader, face grew red and his and sneer boiled over before he snapped and got into the faces of the couple, yelling, "Time? You want more time?! We gave you f***ing time! It's been 2 months and we want our money back, NOW!" The leader lifts the pipe above his head and intends to split the head of the husband who cowers, but throws himself over his wife to protect her.

I couldn't be a bystander any longer.

I grab a bin and hurl it to the leader who crashed a few feet away. Thanks to my ghoul strength, the bin weighed the same as away toy car so it was extremely easy to throw. His underlings freaked out for a second before facing me and was left speechless.

"Did that chick throw the trash bin at Boss?"

"Like hell she did," the other responds, faltering, before attempting to sound tough, "hey b****! Who threw that?"

"I did," I answer before demanding, "l-leave those two alone."

"You gonna make us?" The other taunts more confident than his friend.

"Yes," I state before getting into a fighting position.

The two burst out cackling, "Bwahaha! You hear this, b****? I'll take pleasure slitting your throat after I f*** you."

"Young lady, run!" The elderly woman pleas.

"They will kill you!" The elderly man adds, desperately, as tears streamed down his cheeks.

"Shut up, you pathetic piece of s***!" One of them snaps before attempting to hit the old man so I shoot forward and punched him square in the face before kicking the other one in the face. The leader flipped back up and tried to smash the pipe into my head, but I seized it out of his grip before punching the guy straight in the gut. The men realised they were outmatched so ran with their tails between their legs.

"Retreat!"

"She's f***ing crazy!"

"We'll be back!"

I watched their retreating backs before turning to the couple who were reassuring each other so I walk to them and worriedly asked, "Are you two okay?"

"Yes," the woman answers, still a little shaken from the ordeal, but I didn't blame her.

"Thank you for helping us, youngster," the man said in complete gratitude, "how can we ever repay you?"

"No payment needed," I assured, waving my hands as my nerves spiked.

"Nonsense," and suddenly, I found myself sitting at a table inside their coffee shop as they doted on me. The man puts a shawl around my shoulders while the woman asked what I wanted to drink which I responded with coffee.

"What's your name, miss?" The man asks me.

"Kana Kaneki," I reply taking a sip of coffee without adding anything.

"My name is Andrew Garfield and this is my wife, Margaret," Andrew introduces before adding, "you're quite strong and skilled despite your age."

"Thank you," I respond.

"So what are doing in this country?" Andrew inquires.

"I was here on holiday by myself, but all my stuff got lost when I landed," I explained while unconsciously touching my chin, I hated lying to the two, but I didn't have a choice.

"Oh, you poor dear," Margaret cooed.

"Where are you staying, dear?" Andrew inquired.

"On a bench in the park," I answer, truthfully, "I don't have any money and lost my ID."

"That's so dangerous," Margaret gasps and I try to reassure her by telling her I can defend myself. 

"Not all the time," Andrew argued, "I mean, you're asleep. Someone's could mug or attack when you're most vulnerable."

"Why don't you stay here with us? Just until you can get back on your feet. It's the least we can do for saving us," Margaret offers and I try to refuse but they wouldn't budge so I thanked them before wondering about the violent group from earlier.

"Ah, our shop isn't doing so good lately," Margaret explains, "there is a university, about a 15 minutes walk, so our business used to be booming with students, but a new café was made much closer so all our customers went there and our business dried up."

"This shop is our life, we started this business together, raised our children here, so we couldn't let it close down which is why we borrow money from those thugs. Couldn't pay it back through," Andrew chuckles, darkly.

"What are you going to do now?" I question, curious.

The couple glanced at each other in despondence before Andrew answered, "Sell this place. The sale would give us enough money to pay the loan and for to live elsewhere."

"But I thought this is your home?"

"It is, but what's most important is the safety of my wife and myself," Andrew explained, smiling gently as he held his wife's hand in his own.

"What if I help you gain back your customers?" I offer without thinking instantly. "I mean, you're being so nice letting me stay here so the least I can do is help you with your business. I worked in a coffee shop before so I have experience."

"You're hired," Andrew says before shaking my hand.

"Come on, dear, I'll show you to your room," Margaret leads me upstairs to a bedroom that looked like it belonged to a girl. "This is my daughter's, Olivia's, bedroom," Margaret strolls in, picks up a photo frame before handing it to me, "she's 33 and married with 2 boys, I haven't seen them in so long."

Without thinking, I placed my hand over her shoulder in a comforting gesture, "You're so sweet, my dear, these days kids have no respect for their parents," Margaret laughs before patting me hand, "well, I should go now and let you sleep. Sweet dreams."

"You too," I respond as she closed the door, I sat down on the bed and examined the room, the walls were painted a light yellow, the floor was wooden with a purple circular carpet beside the bed which has pink covers and pillows. Multiple picture hung on the wall, mainly a young blonde hanging out with her friends.

Noticing I was getting tired, I kicked off my shoes and got under the covers. I laid on my side and wondered about my new life. The couple who took me in are so kind and gentle, but I was beginning to miss home. I shoved those thoughts down and decided to go to sleep.

The Next Week - 8th January, 2012

It's been a week since I've arrived in New York and I have to say my stay has been fun. I taught Andrew and Margaret how to make Anteiku coffee which definitely boosted sales and we earned enough money to pay off the loan which brings us to right now. The shop was called 'Blue Horse.'

"Kana, are you sure you should go alone?" Andrew inquires, troubled.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to lay a hand on me," I assure before walking away from the shop with a bag of money slung over my shoulder. I was wearing a black hoodie that belonged to Olivia, Andrew and Margaret were nice enough to lend me her clothes till I can afford my own. I hid my mask in my pocket of the hoodie.

I had delivered the money to the gang who were terrified of me and I couldn't help but take this in exuberance. Most of the time, I was the one scared and picked on, but this time I'm the one inspiring fear. It felt nice... I think Touka has influenced me too much.

After the drop, I headed to the atrocious part of the city where crime is ripe. I caught the stench of an body that was already beginning to rot, I followed the stench to an abandoned building. There laid a man with a gun in his hand and a bullet in his head. I looked around the room and pulled off and blanket, covering a sofa, and placed it over the dead body. I ate the arms and legs, but left the main body alone. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the man so earlier today, I bought a single white chrysanthemum which I placed over the sheet before lighting up incense sticks and praying for his spirit.

I heard voices come closer to the floor I was on so I leapt out the window which was on the 3rd floor before sprinting the hell out of there.

Riverside Park 

As soon as I ran far enough before slowing down a stroll, I decided to take shortcut through the park to head back to Blue Horse. Up ahead, there was a group of men drinking and causing trouble in the evening. I didn't pay them any attention though and was about to walk pass the group when one of them grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks. They all had creepy grins and the one who had a tight grip on my arm opened his mouth, showing me his disgusting, yellow-stained teeth.

"Hey baby, want to have some fun with us?" The question got the rest of the men to laugh. I stayed calm, pulled my arm out of his grip and said, "No, thank you. I need to go," but that didn't deter them. The rest of the guys circled me, their grins growing wider. "Aw, come on, don't be like that. We'll give you the night of your life," they got closer. These guys don't quit.

"I-I said 'no', p-p-please leave me a-alone," I cursed myself for stuttering, they probably thought I was terrified of them.

Their leader grabbed my arm again and that's when I punched him square in the face, I heard a sickening crunch as his nose broke which gave me some satisfaction. He groaned and fell flat on his back, holding his bloody nose. He glared at me and yelled out, "Get that b****!" All his friends began to attack me but I was ready.

The first ran, bellowing out a war cry, raising his fist high up, I grabbed his fist and kneed him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him before pushing him onto the ground. Another came, doing the same thing as the last but instead of kneeing him in the stomach, I grabbed his arm, twisting it before bringing my elbow down and snapping his bones, causing him to squeal like a baby. One more came, his hand landed on my shoulder, I spun round and seized his arm. I put all my weight into my legs to prevent me from losing balance as I threw the guy over my shoulder into two of his buddies. (1)

"8 guys against 1 girl, that doesn't seem fair, does it?" A voice stated, I turned around to see who it was as did the group as they wanted to see who interrupted the fight. 

Steve's P.O.V.

I was heading back home after spending time in the gym, I stayed there a little too long so I decided to job through the park to get to my apartment faster when I heard a voice yell out, "Get that b****!" I knew that there was a fight brewing. I ran to where I believe the fight was being held and was surprised at the sight I saw.

There was a bunch of thugs surrounding a high schooler (2) but she wasn't struggling at all. She took them down one by one, calmly, she didn't look tired in the slightest and her form was perfect. She looked fully trained but I could tell by the look of concentration on her face that it was her first time actually using these moves against people.

She took out 6 men when I noticed that one was creeping up on her from behind with a knife in his hands. I sprang into action, seizing the man's arm and holding it behind his back in a painful way. He dropped the knife and began groan and gasp in pain.

"8 guys against 1 girl, that doesn't seem fair, does it?" I tell them before pushing the guy in my arm to the ground. That got the attention of everyone including the girl.

"Haah? You got a problem with us, you bastard?!" One of the men yelled about to jump me when he was pulled back by his friend. "H-Hey man, that's Captain America, we're no match for him. Lets go," he whispered, obviously fearing me. And with that the men ran with their tails between their legs.

I turned to the girl who looked relieved, "Are you okay, Miss?" She replied with 'yes' and thanked me before a pout grew on her face. I wondered what I did to warrant such a look from her.

"Just so you know, I could have handled it all on my own," she told me, sulking, "I'm not a damsel in distress," ah, that's why she's in a bad mood. It was amusing. She saw that I was amused and threw a mini tantrum.

"I'm a lot stronger than I look!" Her pout grew and she flexed her non-existent muscles before carrying on, "plus, I know so many different forms of martial arts! There's no way I could have lost to those drunks!" Despite how funny this was, I needed to calm her.

"I knew that, but that guy was about to plunge a knife deep into your back without you knowing. I couldn't just stand by and let that happen," I explained and she looked less upset hearing that.

"Those guys fled like there was no tomorrow once they knew who you were," she studied at me, eyes filled with curiosity, "so who are you?"

"Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America," I state but she was perturbed.

"Am I suppose to know who you are?" She inquired, shocking me. I could tell by her looks that she was a foreigner but even other countries know who I am.

"You know, the soldier that was trapped in the ice? The Super Soldier?" She didn't now any of these titles so I tried a different approach. "I fought in WW2, I attacked multiple Hydra bases, I crashed a ship full of bombs into the Artic and stayed frozen for 67 years," her face lit up in realisation, making me sigh in relief.

"Oh! So you're an actor!" I wanted to cry out but restrained myself.

"I thought you were serious about all stuff happening," she giggled, "I never knew actors could be so into their roles even off screen," I tried to explain that I actually fought in WW2 and all the stuff I said was true. She stopped giggling and studied me for a second before tilting her head to the side.

"You look surprisingly good for a guy in his 90's," she stated, innocently, making me choke back my laughter. She was an interesting kid. She looked at me in shock as if she just remembered something.

"Thank you for helping me, but I need to go now," she bowed before running past me to wherever. It was a shame that she left so soon, I didn't even get her name but she was already a great distance away. Wow, she's fast as I couldn't see her anymore.

I carried on with my jog but my head wasn't in it as I couldn't get her out of my head.

Coulson's P.O.V. 

I was currently at HQ, fiddling with my trading cards, wondering how I'll ask the Captain to sign them when I was called over by another agent.

"Sir, someone has come into contact with Captain America," the agent then pulled up the information on the person. A picture was shown of a young girl with black hair, she looked normal except for medical patch on her left eye.

"Her name is Kana Kaneki, aged 18. They met at the Riverside Park where she was attacked by some unruly men but she managed to beat down most of them before the Captain came to her rescue. She has incredible strength as she threw one of them over her shoulder and didn't look tired. She appears to be trained very fluently in different forms of martial arts. After the fight, they spoke with one another and she showed no suspicious movement before leaving. We did a background check on her, but didn't find anything. There are no records of her in America or Japan either.  She appeared a week ago..." the agent trailed off, confusing me so I motioned for the agent to continue.

"Well, we believe that she appeared on the same day as the energy surge did," I remember that day, when I went to check it out with some other agents, there was nothing but blood stains left at the scene. Forensics revealed that the blood belonged to a human but there was some unknown DNA in it. We tried to find out who the blood belonged to but there was no matches in the whole world. Eventually, it was deduced that whoever the blood to was, most likely, an unknown experiment that escaped.

Either way, we couldn't figure out who or what made that energy surge so it was abandoned. But now, this girl is heavily hinted to be the cause of said surge.

"Sir, I have a bit more information on her," I gesture for the agent to continue, "last week, she defeated a gang that was harassing an elderly couple for money. The footage there and the one in the park show her to be highly trained than usual martial arts classes and the amount of strength she has is not human. She now lives with the couple and helped the with their business. The customers nicknamed her 'Coffee Queen.' Anyway, a few hours after she dropped off a bag, which I believe to be the loan money, off, she didn't head to the shop but instead she headed to an abandoned building in an area that had a high amount of crime. I found that strange so I fast forward and here she is, jumping out the window on the 3rd floor. Completely unharmed."

"Keep tabs on her," I order them, "we wait and see if she's an ally or enemy." I left the agents and called up the Director, informing him about the girl. He was initially against bringing a teenaged girl like her into the Avenger Initiative, once I sent him her basic information but trusts my judgement and left her up to me.

Time to bring in the big guns.

(1) I don't know how to do fight scenes but I hope this is good enough.

(2) She's 18 but looks young so she's not an actual high schooler