It was after midnight I was as usuall standing on the roof of my aprtmant in London the thing I loved the most about standing there in the middle of the night was that I loved feeling the cold air on my face and I could see the big bang and the London bridge and most of all that's where I love to think about everything.
London been my home for the past 5 years I was born in the U.S. or if to be more specific I was made in the U.S..
Let me explain there is an organization called "Black Panter" who consist a bunch of crazy scientists who wanted to make the perfect assassin so they made a bunch of crazy test some would call it black mojo or whatever the hell it was but they made us with abilities we were perfect with any kind of fighting tecnichs and some of us like me for example have special abilities only God know how that could possibly be just because a bunch of crazy people played with chemistry but I have the ability to time travel and teleport and bunch of other crazy stuff but why tell everything now ;).
Lets continue with some history my history after I was born the crazy people kill the host so all I know is what they (unfortunately) thought me I used to think that feelings and love is for weak people and they thought me I wasn't weak I went on a few missions I killed the people they told me too because it was either them or me and like any surviver I chose me after awhile I just didn't want to do this anymore so I decided to run away cause you know telling them I didn't want to do this would get me killed so I ran as fast as I can as far as I could possibly think so here I am 5 years later.
My name is max I'm 24 and this my story.
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Learning To Love (Supernatural And The Flash Crossover) BOOK 1
Fanfiction**I don't owe any of the characters except for my original characters all rights belong to the C.W creators** my story is about max (original character) who always lived under the saying that love and feeling is for weak people. what happens when s...
