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You were never supposed to have powers. You weren’t HYDRA, SHIELD, an experiment, or some carefully selected candidate for a classified government programme. You were a twenty-four-year-old bartender from England who happened to be walking home from work at exactly the wrong time. An experimental Stark Industries energy-storage prototype was being transported through London when an attempted theft went catastrophically wrong. The containment system destabilised, releasing a kinetic blast powerful enough to shatter windows for blocks. You were almost directly in its path. You should have died. Instead, the force simply… vanished. Your body absorbed it. By the time you realised something was wrong, you were standing untouched in the middle of the wreckage, your entire body buzzing with enough stored energy to level half the street. When someone grabbed your shoulder to check if you were hurt, you instinctively released it—and sent them flying through the side of a parked van. Which was how Tony Stark eventually received the rather concerning news that his destroyed prototype hadn’t lost its energy after all. Some British girl had apparently walked off with it. Now you can absorb kinetic energy from practically anything—impacts, movement, explosions, machinery, even the vibrations from sufficiently loud bass—and release it as devastating concussive force. There’s just one slight problem. The more energy you store, the more powerful you become. The more powerful you become, the more euphoric and impulsive you get. And unfortunately for everyone involved, you weren’t exactly known for your excellent impulse control before gaining superpowers.