"You stupid fucking bitch!"

I jump up from the couch as Wade walks into the small apartment on tiny legs.

"What did he do this time?" Dad calls from the kitchen.

"He got his legs blown off," I shout back, "again."

"How do you always manage to blow something off of your body?" V asks.

"Not a lot of people like me," Wade answers as he waddles to the couch, "I still say you should join me out there, Mars."

"I've thought about it," I shrug.

"Absolutely not," Dad pops his head out of the kitchen door.

"Well she is eighteen, Eddy," Wades hops onto the couch, "you can't really tell her what she can and can't do."

"I know that, but technically she would still be in school so I would still be in charge of her," Dad goes back into the kitchen, "so until her class graduates, she still follows my rules."

Wade looks at me and I shrug with an eye roll.

I dropped out of highschool when we moved, I didn't have much choice. We couldn't enroll me in any schools or else they would know I'm unregistered and the police might try to send us back. So I've been homeschooled, which was a pain for dad since I've surpassed him in all my subjects except writing.

Wade turns on the TV and the news starts up.

".... And in regards to the registrations. Many mutants have virtual disappeared. Starting today we will be going through medical records. We will find any and all unregistered mutants and have them sent back to the city they were born. If they resist and refuse to return the MRD will use any and all force necessary to put them were they belong. Any one found harboring unregistered mutants will be considered  fugitives of the law and will be treated as such."

Dad stands behind the couch, staring at the TV with the rest of us.

"If they look at your records they'll plaster your faces everywhere and take you back," Wade says looking at us.

"Yeah," dad sighs, "we'll figure it out."

"We have to change my birth certificate and electronic medical records," I say, my brain trying to form a plan.

"We'd have to go back to Atlanta and break into the hospital to do that," dad groans rubbing his face.

I think harder.

We need a place that can reach the Atlanta hospital records that doesn't involve us leaving Manhattan. Like a super computer or something. But where the hell would we find one of those?

"The Avengers help save the day again as they protect the city from terrorists..."

Avengers.

Avengers tower.

My eyes go wide.

They would have a computer system that could hack into my medical records.

"We need to get into Avengers Tower," I look at the others.

"What?" Dad looks at me like just grew and extra head.

"They have the tech for us to change my shit," I jump to my feet, "we just have to get in and change it."

"Well we can't exactly walk through the front door and say 'hey we'd like to use you supercomputer to change my daughter's city of birth'," he says exasperated.

"I never said anything about walking through the front door."

There's a pause.

"No," dad says suddenly, "no no no. You are not breaking into that tower. There are cameras and people all over the place that could see you. Not to mention the Avengers. What do you think will happen if they find you breaking into their computer? They'll stop you, figure out who you are, and send you back to Atlanta."

"So what? We're just gonna hide in a hole the rest of my life?"

"Marley-"

"I'm not a fucking coward dad, I'm not just gonna sit on my ass and wait to be taken away."

"I never said you were," dad says softly, "I just don't want you getting hurt."

"I'm not gonna get hurt dad," I give him a hug, "Venom will make sure of that."

He lets out a dry chuckle.

"Okay," he says after a minute or two, "but you can't go looking like that, one; two, Wade and I are coming with you; and three, we can't let them find out about Venom."

I nod vigorously.

"Wait I get to help break into Avengers Tower?" Wade asks excitedly.

"Yep," I smile down at him with a chuckle.

"Oh this is exciting!" He claps, "but I gotta teach you how to fight without Venom. Oh and I have to make you a suit! I can make them with built in sunglasses that you can retract at night so you can always be ready!"

"I'm counting on you to make sure my little girl is safe and prepared," dad points a finger at him.

"You won't regret it Eddy," he puts his hands on his hips proudly, "I'll teach her to be as good and as safe as me."

We both look at his tiny legs.

"Better and safer than me," he corrects making me laugh.

"I'm already regretting this," dad pinched the bridge of his nose.

Wade did as he said. He made me a suit and taught me to fight with and without weapons. He even took me with him on some of his jobs to get real experience fighting against people that actually wanted me dead, to dad's dismay.

I got the hang of it fast and Wade even got me my own special ring knives to use along with my other weapons; pistols, katanas and small scythes.

We're at a job right now, currently getting shot at.

"You good, kid?" Wade shouts over the sounds of gunshots.

"Yep," I turn around looking over our barrier and shooting at them.

I land two headshots and one in one of their legs before ducking back down.

"I don't think things went according to plan," I laugh as I pull out one of my ring knives.

I stand back up, throwing the knife. It circles around, slicing off body parts and cutting open stomachs before coming back to me. I catch it and dunk back down.

Captain Spangles can suck my dick. That is way cooler than a fucking shield.

"Ya know I think you're ready for the tower," Wade shouts as he stands to shoot before ducking down again, "on three?"

"On three," I nod.

We count in unison.

"One. Two. Three!"

We dash from behind our barrier, charging at the dozen or so men.

I bullet hits my shoulder but I keep moving, used to getting shot by now.

I use a scythe in one hand and a ring blade in the other, taking out one guy after another.

One of them cuts my leg and I move quickly. I rush him, using his body like stairs as my legs come around his neck. I hook my left foot under my right knee, efficiently choking him before I put his head through the loop of my knife and yanking upwards. I hear his wind pipe snap before he falls to the ground. I roll and get to my feet quickly as I can hear him suffocate to death and choke on his own blood.

I look around and see that there are no other guys.

"Well that was fun," Wade says while leaning on his katana.

"Sure was," I laugh as I secure my weapons.

"Welp let's head home," he throws an arm over my shoulder, "ya did great Ms. Snow."

Ms. Snow is the Merc name I chose. It seemed fitting with the white hooded suite Wade made for me.

"Thanks Wade," I put an arm around him as well, "you really think I'm ready?"

"Yep," he looks down at me, "let's get you out of that registry."

Venomous