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You've been fighting for as long as you can remember blood and violence since you were thirteen. Eventually, you got used to it. Your mother was never home. She used drugs and brought different men home every night. When she died of an overdose, your grandparents took you in. For a while, it felt like peace. But every calm has its storm. Your grandfather died, and your grandmother became seriously ill. You continued fighting relentlessly because you needed the money. You met Bucky Barnes some time ago who is now part of that "New Avengers" farce and reluctantly helped him, but you never liked any of it, and you certainly don't agree with the whole "superhero" thing. But an unexpected visitor catches you completely off guard. They need your help because you're already involved in something much bigger than you ever knew.