The day had started off so normal for Frank; Wake up, get dressed, have a quick breakfast, and headed to his job in New York City. He worked in a large account firm in one of the many skyscrapers, kind of boring some time but work couldn't always be exciting.

He had just sat down as his desk with his coffee, getting ready to work… And then it started.

Gunshots rang through the air, causing several people to scream and jump from their seats. Frank leaped to his feet as well, looking over his cubicle to the sound. His brown eyes widened, heart seizing in terror as he saw several mask men completely decked out in weapons.

The group quickly blocked all the exits, and the few steps it took to do that caused many people in the office to scream again.

"SHUT UP!" One of the buffer men yelled,"Make this easy for us, or you'll all die!"

The room almost went completely silent, the only sound was the frantic breathing of several of the office works. The buff man watched them all for a second, and then spoke up again. "You're going to give us all your codes for the accounts you manage, along with anything else you have on hand. If you have any account information for other companies…"

Frank watched the men carefully, while reaching for the landline in his cubicle. He lifted the phone up, placing it down slowly on the surface of his desk. He then reached his shaky fingers forward, desperately trying to call for help…

"Hey!" An angry voice yelled, and Frank's plot was stopped as someone grabbed the back of his dress shirt and pulled him back. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?"

The masked man looked at his desk, and snarled. Frank gulped, knowing that the man could probably see the nine and one displayed on the landline. "You bastard, trying to call for help?!" The man sneered, shaking him.

"No, no!" Frank tried to say, hands trembling as he held them up. "I just- I was already- I swear to god I- Please don't kill me!"

The man stared at him for a moment, turning to wave at the buffer man. "What should we do with him, boss?" He asked.

The buffer man narrowed his dark eyes, looking around the room. His eyes stopped on the nearby window, those same eyes filling with a sadistic glee. He raised his gun, shooting the glass until it completely shattered.

"Throw him out the window," The man said once enough of the glass was gone. "That'll teach the rest of them a lesson!"

The man holding Frank dragged him towards the open window, and Frank cried out in terror while desperately trying to get away. "Oh god! Please no! PLEASE!" He screamed,"This is the sixteenth floor, I'll- I'll die!"

"That's the point, dipshit!" The man yelled,"Guess you should have just kept your mouth shut, huh? Nighty night!"

Frank screamed as he fell through the window, the wind whistling in his ears and his body spinning around in the air as the ground sped towards him. Closer, closer, and closer- Frank could only shut his eyes and wait for the pain of death.

Only seconds after he gave in, Frank felt himself collide with something… But it wasn't the ground. Instead, he felt arms holding him in a bridal style. His eyes snapped open, turning to look up.

The man found himself staring at the glowing blue eyes of his savior, who was clad in a black suit with a matching cloak which had a hood that covered most of the head. Underneath that, the stranger wore a black mask that covered his face and neck and he had black gloves and boots that had blue rings around them.

Frank blinked blearily, looking around them. It was then he realized they were still in their air… His savior was flying.

"Are you alright?" The hero asked in a quiet voice, and Frank found that all he could do was blink and nod once.

The blue eyed stranger didn't react outwardly, and instead floated back down to the group and shocked citizens. He gently set Frank down on his feet, never touching the ground himself. Then, he turned and took off into the sky again, heading towards the very window Frank had just been thrown out of.

All the citizens could only watch in awe as the new hero went, and wonder who could be under that mask.

Tony took in a deep breath as he flew towards the window that the man had just been thrown out of. He could see one of the criminals watching him, and so Tony made sure to speed up.

He looked some of his power into his hand, balling it into a fist, and slammed it into the man's head. The man screamed out in pain and flew across the room, slamming into the back wall.

The other masked criminals turned to look at Tony in shock, seemingly frozen by what they had just witnessed. One, a buffer one, was shaking in anger.

"What are you all waiting for!?" He demanded, pulling up automatic rifle. "Shoot the bastard!"

Tony quickly summoned a blue, bubble like shield to surround himself. The bullets slammed into it and then sadly dropped onto the ground. Despite seeing this, the criminals kept shooting at him, probably hoping to break through the barrier. They won't give up unless I stop them.

The genius quickly formulated a plan. He concentrated on keeping his shield up, and then used his other hand to send his powers outward. He yanked the guns from their hands and lifted them into the air.

I made the coffee maker explode when I put too much pressure on it, let's see if I can replicate that!

He concentrated, pushing all of his powers into the weapons. Sure enough, the metal guns began to crumble and gold on on themselves until they were nothing but scraps of metal.

Tony then released them from his powers, purposefully letting the pieces rain onto the remaining criminals.

One of the shaking criminals finally seemed to have enough. With an angry yell, he charged at Tony with his fists tightened.

He quickly threw a punch, and Tony floated above the ground and moved to the side. Instead of hitting him, the man fell out the window with a high pitched scream.

Tony made sure the man landed safely, but roughly on the ground below as he kept an eye on the other men. There were five left. Incapacite them, that's all you have to do.

With that in mind, Tony grabbed one with his powers, sending him flying into the ceiling and then crashing back onto the floor. He then picked up their unconscious body, throwing it into the man standing nearby who didn't try to get up again. Wow, they might have a brain after all.

He turned to the other two men, who stared at him in shock and then raised their hands. "I give up!" One of them exclaimed.

The one who Tony guessed was the leader turned to them in anger. "What!?" He yelled,"What do you mean you give up!?"

"He crushed our fucking guns just by looking at them!" The second one yelled back,"Some bank codes ain't worth this shit!"

The leader growled, and snapped,"Fine! You wanna be that way?! I'll take us all out then!"

He ripped off his jacket, revealing bombs attached to his body. Tony's eyes widened, seeing the countdown had already started. Ten seconds. MOVE!

The people in the office screamed, but Tony couldn't stop to listen. He grabbed the leader by the straps of the bomb jacket, and ripped off the explosives.

"Haha!" The leader laughed,"That won't work~"

But I know what will! Tony thought, quickly putting his blue shield around the bombs and then raising them into the air. The explosion within was so hard that Tony almost lost his grip, pain shooting up his nerves. But, the bubble held everything in.

He narrowed his blue eyes, turning back to where the leader stood with a face of shock. Tony slammed his fist into the face with much more force than was necessary, knocking the man out cold.

The office was silent for a moment, and then people started to cheer. Tony, although surprised, focused on spreading his awareness out. He didn't sense any more criminals… "Quickly, leave the building, it's safe now," He promised.

The people didn't need to be told twice; they quickly hurried out the fire escape. Tony, meanwhile grabbed the two still awake criminals and brought them to the window while he dragged the unconscious bodies over.

"Um… Are you going to float us down?" The smaller of the two asked,"I mean- Um-I… Please don't throw us…"

Tony decided against making a snarky quip, and instead settled grabbing the two by their leg and hanging them upside down as he brought them to the ground.

Below the skyscraper were several red and blue lights. The police and the fire brigade. He saw that the civilians had been moved away, giving him enough room to drop the criminals on the ground.

The cops quickly grabbed them and headed towards their cars. Knowing the situation was handled, Tony went back up to grab the last few unconscious bodies. However, just as he reached the window, a bright light hit him.

"Stop right there!" A loud voice blared,"You are under arrest for obstruction of the Accords! Stand down now!"

Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me… Tony thought, turning to see a helicopter just above the skyscrapers looking right at him. Ross, I'm gonna fucking kill you!

As quickly as possible, Tony shot into the air. The helicopter followed after him, already trying to shoot at him. They were too close, Tony knew he couldn't fly to his tower with them trailing him.

Shit! This is bad, this is really bad! Tony thought, and called,"Friday! How far away is the Avengers compound?"

"With your speed, sir, ten minutes. But with their speed? They'll be right behind you," The AI said.

"Dammit!" Tony yelled, looking behind him for a moment at the helicopter still close by. He turned back around, and then had to swerve in the air to avoid another copter close by.

Panic started to build up in Tony's chest. This wasn't supposed to happen! How do I get away!? I have to get away, I HAVE TO GET AWAY!

Something built up in Tony's chest, and then all of a sudden he was surrounded by a flash of blue light. His body felt like it was being yanked through a tube, and then the next thing Tony knew, he crashed into a wall.

The genius stumbled backwards, falling onto the ground. Instead of the sky he expected to see, he saw the lights that he used inside Stark Tower. What..? He turned his head, looking all over. I'm in Stark Tower...

He forced himself into a sitting position, yanking down the mask and hood as he gathered his breath.

"What the-" He whispered, blearily looking back up at the ceiling. "Hey… Friday? What just happened…?"

Friday's voice even sounded surprised as she responded,"I believe you just teleported, boss."

"Huh…" Tony muttered,"Well ain't that a bitch…"

With that final declaration, the genius fell back onto the floor, and into a dead faint.

"This just in, a group of criminals that attacked an account firm in New York City. According to witnesses, they were after the codes for several accounts and were prepared to kill to get them," The female reporter on the TV screen explained.

The Rouge Avengers were sitting in the motel room they had rented, all doing their own thing. The only people really watching the television actively were Wanda, Steve, and Clint. The archer was cleaning his arrows as he stared at the screen.

"Huh…" Clint said,"Sounds like New York might actually start missing us, we could have handled that in minutes-"

"This situation, however, was ended in minutes after an unknown vigilante arrived on the scene; Instantly, they saved someone who had been thrown out the window. They then proceeded to defeat all the attackers on their own, apparently using some type of superpowers," The reporter explained,"Here is some footage from the scene."

It was grainy security footage, but one could clearly see the circular shield around a masked man and then- when he raised his hand - and the guns were taken from their hands and crushed in a blue glow. The longer Wanda watched the footage, the more shocked she became.

The recording switched to a cell phone recording, showing the man floating down with the criminals in his arms. "After he stopped a bomb and brought down two of the criminals, he was chased by military helicopters and then disappeared in a blue light," The reporter woman narrated,"No one knows who this could have been, but we are all thankful for them. They saved many lives today. Back to you, Jimmy."

The report switched, and Steve decided to comment. "That poor guy, Ross is already chasing after him and all he wanted to do was help…" The man sadly said,"Maybe we should try and reach out to him?"

"If he shows his face again," Clint quipped,"Poor Guy probably has no clue why he was even being chased."

Steve nodded in agreement, leaning back against the uncomfortable chair and replying,"Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"

No, I don't want to wait… Wanda thought, her mind still replaying the images of those blue powers that he was using. His powers… They're like mine.

Yes, their powers were similar… But, he was so much better than her. He never struggled to hold anything, he never wavered when focusing on more than one thing.

Wanda quickly stood up, hugging herself and moving to leave the hotel.

"You okay?" Steve asked, watching her with a fatherly-like concern.

She quickly nodded, and whispered,"Yeah, it's just kind of stuffy. I need some fresh air."

Steve looked around at the crowded room, and seemed to instantly understand. He nodded, and said,"Alright, but please be careful."

Wanda nodded again, and hurried out the door and over to the pool. She sighed, sitting at the edge and pulling her feet up to her chest. That man… He could control his powers so well, he was like a master…

She brought her hand up to her face, waving her fingers and watching the raw red power dance between them. The dance was erratic and shaky, and she struggled to even simply watch it… Her powers wanted so bad to lash out.

Wanda stopped, quickly vanishing the powers away, and looking back up to the sky. I have to find him, I have to find that man… She decided. Maybe… Maybe he could help me with my powers… He could help me learn how to control them…