It had been a long time since I had been adopted by and apprenticed to Lei Kung, my father forced to his death by a jealous man seeking my mother. In that time I had trained and eventually become the next in a long line of Iron Fist, but revenge was still fresh in my mind. I had been nine years old when my father toplted from the cliff by Harold Meachum, I would soon hunt him down when I return to New York the city of my birth. It had been nearly ten years since I had been there. Ten years spent training, fighting, slaying a dragon with my own bare hands in order to gain the power of The Iron Fist, the latest in a long line of individuals to inherit this power. Little did I know war loomed over this world as a whole and I was being sought by S.H.I.E.L.D and The Avengers. Myself and a wide variety of other individuals had fit their needs and they were well on their way to recruiting me.
I was meditating now in a tall dark hall, statue of buddha before me. Incense burned all around me filling my nose with pleasant calming smells. My body was in a complete state of stasis, calm as could be, no knowledge of the team which was seeking to recruit me, the war they wished me to join.
**Well here's my first Marvel Universe starter, if you would please pick one of the many female members of the avengers to play that would be fantastic. I think this could be a lot of fun and go many different ways. Hope to hear from somebody soon.**
I was meditating now in a tall dark hall, statue of buddha before me. Incense burned all around me filling my nose with pleasant calming smells. My body was in a complete state of stasis, calm as could be, no knowledge of the team which was seeking to recruit me, the war they wished me to join.
**Well here's my first Marvel Universe starter, if you would please pick one of the many female members of the avengers to play that would be fantastic. I think this could be a lot of fun and go many different ways. Hope to hear from somebody soon.**
