1 Prologue

Andrew Thompkins was 17 years old and was about to finish high school. He wasn't very popular therefore he didn't have many friends, but he didn't care.

One thing he did care about though was continuing to rewatch all the movies and series from the MCU afterschool. He was so excited but time wasn't on his side as the clock seemed to move very slower every time he looked.

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After leaving that hormone-filled hell hole he went straight home. Opening the door he quickly greeted his parents who took a day off from work.

Alex climbed the stairs and went directly to his room to continue where he left off yesterday. His family was middle class and the house had two bedrooms and one guest room as Alex was an only child.

Getting into his room he took off his school clothes and went to take a quick shower. He was about to start his marathon when he realized that he had no snacks.

After checking he had all that he needed, he started by watching Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Just when he finished watching three episodes of the first season, he started getting sleepy and kept closing his eyes, shortly after he dropped down from his chair and started convulsing. His parents heard the tumbling in his room(Alex was always a quiet person) and went to see what was happing.

Upon knocking multiple times, having no reply and the tumbling continuing, they entered the room to find their son on the floor, convulsing.

His mother, Lucy, yelled with terror and panic as she rushed to Alex.

"Mark, call 911!"

Mark, Alex's father, with a similar look on his face hurriedly called 911.

At this point, Alex's consciousness was rapidly fading, with him only being able to capture some flashes.

"Al...!! S... ...ke h...ey!!"

"9.. my... ...ds hel...!!"

'Why do they look so... worried?'

The last thing Alex saw was the fourth episode of Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. starting to play on the background before getting hit with an intense wave of fatigue and passing out.