๐•ป๐–Š๐–“๐–‰๐–š๐–‘๐–š๐–’


๐—ฃ ๐—˜ ๐—ก ๐—— ๐—จ ๐—Ÿ ๐—จ ๐— 


โ€ƒ๐„๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐€ ๐‚๐‹๐„๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐„ was extraordinary.

โ€ƒAs a small child that had grown up in poverty with her mother, waiting for the day that her father would finally be able to bring them to America, she had but one dream; to be a scientist.

โ€ƒDNA intrigued her unlike anything else, and for a small girl with a brain such as hers, she knew everything about it. At the mere age of six, little Emilia had watched the broken television with wide eyes that held the brightest of sparkles.

โ€ƒA man had animatedly discussed DNA and the things that could have disastrous, or magnificent effects on the little molecules that made up the human body.

โ€ƒHer mind had been made there and then; she would be a scientist, she would join her father and work until her bones and brain ached, until information poured out of her ears if she had to.

โ€ƒShe wanted to help people; if that meant experiments to toughen the body, she'd do it, if it meant years of hard work and study? She'd do it.

โ€ƒAnd she did.

โ€ƒThe Clemente family had reunited a few years after Emilia had chosen the path that she'd walk; and the moment her feet touched American soil, she began her journey.

โ€ƒThe young girl made a name for herself; she flew through school with utter ease and obtained grades that shone a light on her brain and the things she could do.

โ€ƒShe was awarded a scholarship and once again, her eager eyes, her itching hands and her brilliant mind carried her farther than she could have dreamed.

โ€ƒHer parents were her biggest cheerleaders, her biggest fans; she could remember when she'd graduated and had shaking hands wrapped around her very first PHD certificate... her parents had stood and clapped with such ferocity she couldn't help but laugh and smile.

โ€ƒSo for those who knew Emilia, they'd speak highly of her abilities and knowledge, but they would always find room to say what a kind woman she was; she only ever wanted to help and learn.

โ€ƒDr Bruce Banner had heard whispers of her name, and without much of a thought, he sought her out to accompany him on the commissioned work laid out by Thaddeus Ross; they had no idea what it was they were creating.

โ€ƒEvery day was like the last; research, test and research again. The two scientists, the two Doctors, knew nothing but equations and Chinese food for months until the day came that the serum was ready.ย 

โ€ƒThe two had replaced the original formula's Vita Radiation with Gamma Radiation, and with disgruntled looks, they flipped a coin on who would be the first test subject; it was Bruce.

โ€ƒThe man who looked as meek as a mouse underwent a transformation unlike any other; his form changed from the kind doctor to the giant, green beast aptly named 'The Hulk'.

โ€ƒThe explosion that followed as the hulk swung mighty fists around the lab had trigged a set of events that nobody could have predicted.

โ€ƒThe building and the lab were burnt to ashes, and yet Emilia managed to come out alive, and without a single scrape or burn.

โ€ƒSomething had changed when she was inside; something had protected her and allowed her to keep her life.

โ€ƒBut Emilia, the woman of science and facts, simply believed she was lucky and continued to work alongside Bruce and help the man she considered a friend; he wanted to control the raging beasts that was inside of him, and Emilia wouldn't stop until he could.

โ€ƒThings continued to happen; objects falling to the ground beside her, things moving without her even noticing... she couldn't even count how many times the life had been scared out of her when glass beakers somehow fell from their shelves and shattered on the tiled floor of the new lab.

โ€ƒShe thought nothing of it and did her best to carry on with her blossoming career; she wrote books, she discovered things that nobody had before, and she worked and worked until she could gift her parents with the home they deserved.

โ€ƒThings were good, if not a little strange.

โ€ƒNothing could have warned Emilia of what was to follow, of what was to haunt her every move. She could never prepare for the blood would soon be spilled, she could never prepare for the fear that would riddle her skin and bones.

โ€ƒEmilia Clemente would find herself completely alone, seeking help at a place she'd only heard of through mere whispers; the Kamar-Taj. A place for the broken and bent to try and make themselves whole again, to find a meaning to their lives.

โ€ƒThe journey of ridding one's self of fear was not an easy one; it was long, tough and beyond tiring. The urge to give up and give in taunted her every day and night until her body felt hollow and her cheeks were smeared with tears.

โ€ƒIf you were to have told Emilia that the egotistical, arrogant Dr Stephen Strange would be the very person to help her along her journey to acceptance, she'd have scoffed.

โ€ƒHad you have told her that she would be the solace to the man with shaking hands, that she'd be the one to share the heavy burden of keeping the universe safe; she'd most likely have run, she'd have run far away never to look back.

โ€ƒNobody could run from fate.

โ€ƒNot even the Sorcerer Supreme, nor the woman who held unlimited power in her palms.










๐—”๐—ก๐—” ๐——๐—˜ ๐—”๐—ฅ๐— ๐—”๐—ฆ as ๐—˜๐— ๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—” ๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—” ๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—๐—ข ๐—–๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐— ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง๐—˜


๐—•๐—˜๐—ก๐—˜๐——๐—œ๐—–๐—ง ๐—–๐—จ๐— ๐—•๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—•๐—”๐—ง๐—–๐—› as ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฃ๐—›๐—˜๐—ก ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—”๐—ก๐—š๐—˜



ooo.โ€ƒ copyright !

โ€ƒemilia clemente and her original story belong to me, anything else mentioned belongs to their rightful owners. do not steal, copy or take 'inspiration' from the contents of this book. All Rights Reserved; the copyright holder reserves, or holds for its own use, all the rights provided by copyright law.


ooo. โ€ƒ disclaimers !

โ€ƒplease understand that the characters included here may not have the same views or opinions as you; please respect them, and me regardless as some of the opinions my characters have may not be my own.ย 


ooo. โ€ƒ warningsย !

โ€ƒthis story will likely contain mentions ofย death, blood, gore, depression, suicide, anxiety and other potentially triggering themes.ย please read this story with caution, and if these themes are likely to cause you harm, please do not read this story.


ooo. โ€ƒ display & recastย !

โ€ƒfor best experience, read this story with the second to smallest font, the font style georgia, and a black background. wanda maximoff is portrayed by franciska farkas, clint barton is portrayed by jensen ackles, natasha romanoff is portrayed by marina aleksandrova, and peter quill is portrayed by pedro pascal.


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08-04-2021

thank you for checking out this book, the prologue and chapters won't be coming for a short while as i want to pre-write a fair amount before i post as my motivation to write had been DRY lately. but anyway, i hope you all enjoyed this short peek into this book; i'm excited to write it!

i will quickly emphasise again that this book will be touching on triggering themes such as depression, suicide and anxiety; please don't read if mentions of these topics will harm you.

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