On her tenth birthday, Amelia Vale finally discovered her interesting combination of abilities, which even today is completely changing her life. Discovery included that she can create and manipulate the infamous polar opposites of fire and ice.
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Amelia teleports, landing on a random rooftop somewhere in Manhattan. "Where the hell--?" she mutters to herself, scanning around the neighboring buildings.
"Amelia! Four o'clock!" Clint exclaimed to her comm, making Amelia turn around to a building adjacent to the four o'clock direction he declared. "Clint, you have eyes... Does anyone need evacuating?" she asks on the earpiece as she incinerated Chitauri chariots circling the building She's currently standing on. By shooting fireballs and some icicles.
"Humvees are gathered around the buildings on West 26th Street. Those aliens are bugging them though, looks like they need your help." He instructs, as she starts taking steps backward to jump on a chariot.
"'Kay, thanks." Clint watches her with worry as he shoots one of those flying chariots without even looking, firing successfully. "What are you doing?"
"Jumping." She simply replies as she leaps extremely high and farther from the edge. As she falls, she turns around on her back, facing upwards. With a strong swing of her arms, she shot a massive flamethrower, eliminating almost ten of the chariots. As they burn into ashes, she teleports outta there.
Clint saw her impressive fire tactic, making him smile proudly. "I trained her well."
