In the basement of a house, there was a boy by the name of (Y/N) Linton. Unlike the rest of his family, (Y/N) had a gift that his family thought was a disgrace to them and they started to hurt him. Right now he was in his 'room' which was actually the basement, then a man in a blue outfit with a shield with a star on it walks down.
Man: Are you alright young man?
(Y/N): No, my family hurts me.
Man: I'll have a wee talk with them. Where are they?
(Y/N): Upstairs.
Man: I'll be back in a moment.
After the man left, (Y/N) wondered how long he will be and after 10 minutes of waiting, after hearing the sounds of fighting, the man came back down the stairs sweating. He then picked (Y/N) and put him in a car.
(Y/N): Um... sir, who are you?
Man: Steve Rodgers, but you will now call me dad.
(Y/N): Why?
Steve: Because I just adopted you.
(Y/N): Really?
Steve: Absolutely.
Steve then starts to drive away from the house much to (Y/N)'s relief.
(Y/N): So are you really my new dad?
Steve: Of course... son.
Sorry if it's a bit short, I did the best I could.