Jordan, still in the early stages of learning to control his powers, finds himself facing the most chaotic moment of his life—*the Battle of New York*. This is where his journey intertwines with the Avengers, and his powers come into focus for the world.
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**Setting: The Battle of New York**
The year is 2012, and Jordan finds himself in the heart of New York City as a series of alien ships led by Loki's army begin descending on the city. In this timeline, the Avengers are coming together for the first time, and Jordan has been brought in by Tony Stark to help fight off the extraterrestrial threat.
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**The First Contact: Meeting the Avengers**
As Jordan stepped into the chaotic battlefield, the skyline of New York under attack was something out of a nightmare. The Chitauri ships rained down on the city, and the Avengers were already in full swing. Iron Man was soaring through the sky, his armor flashing bright against the darkened sky. Captain America was directing the SHIELD agents on the ground, and Thor was wielding Mjolnir with a fury that made the air crackle. Hulk… was smashing. It was hard to focus on any one thing because the battle was so intense.
Jordan had joined the Avengers as an extra backup member, though his abilities weren't fully tested yet. He wasn't sure how much he could contribute in a fight like this, but Tony had insisted it was time to see what he could do.
His mind raced. *This was it. This was the real deal. No more training, no more simulations. This was battle.*
Jordan's thoughts were interrupted by a voice in his earpiece. "Jordan, we need you on the ground. Look for the breach in the perimeter," Tony's voice crackled. "Don't hold back."
With a surge of nervous energy, Jordan took flight, feeling the wind rush through him as he zoomed over the city. For the first time, he was truly experiencing the power of flight—a gift from his new abilities. But with that flight came the weight of the responsibility.
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**The Fight: Finding His Place**
When Jordan arrived at the breach, he saw a group of Chitauri soldiers making their way toward a heavily-guarded SHIELD barricade. His instincts took over. Without thinking, he shot a burst of heat vision at one of the enemy ships, hitting it directly in the core. The ship exploded, sending debris crashing to the ground.
The blast caught the attention of the Chitauri soldiers, who turned toward Jordan. The fear and uncertainty from his earlier training melted away in the face of real combat. This was his moment to prove himself, and there was no backing down.
He charged forward, using his super strength to smash through their ranks. His punches sent Chitauri soldiers flying, and his heat vision sliced through their weapons with precision. Jordan was learning to control his raw power, but in a battle like this, there wasn't time to think. He just let it all flow out of him.
Despite his strength, Jordan was still not used to the full scale of battle. At one point, a massive Chitauri Leviathan landed in the streets, roaring as it charged toward the Avengers. Jordan, using all his newfound control, unleashed a full-on blast of heat vision toward its weak point—right under its armored plating. The creature let out a deafening roar before it fell, its massive body crumpling into a pile of rubble.
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**Cap's Approval**
In the midst of the chaos, Jordan caught a glimpse of Captain America running toward him, his shield in hand. The two had barely exchanged words before, but now Cap was nodding in approval.
"Nice work, kid," Captain America said, his voice clear above the sounds of destruction. "Stay with me. Let's clear the rest of this area."
Jordan's chest swelled with pride. *Cap, himself*—one of the greatest heroes of all time—was trusting him to help take down the rest of the Chitauri forces. It felt surreal, but it was also the first time he truly understood what it meant to be an Avenger. He wasn't just someone with powers; he was a *hero*.
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**The Final Push: The Portal and the Tesseract**
The battle raged on for hours. After several coordinated strikes, the Avengers managed to push back the Chitauri, but the portal remained open, and reinforcements were still coming.
Jordan stood alongside Tony, Thor, and Captain America, his focus trained on the portal as the plan to close it unfolded. Loki was still up there, working with the Chitauri to hold the portal open.
"We need to end this," Tony said, eyes narrowing as he worked on a quick solution. "Thor, you go up there and close that portal. Cap, take the ground forces. Jordan, you're with me. We're closing this from the inside."
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**Jordan's First Heroic Act: Closing the Portal**
Tony and Jordan flew toward the center of the battlefield, where a large, alien-powered generator was keeping the portal open. Tony had a plan to use the generator's energy to send a surge back through the portal, but Jordan would need to assist. With a wave of Tony's hand, the armor's advanced tech created a shield, and Tony quickly set up the system to overload the generator.
"Okay, Jordan," Tony said, looking at him seriously. "When I give you the signal, I need you to pour all the power you've got into this. Trust me, it'll work."
Jordan swallowed hard. The last time he had used all his power at once, it had been a dangerous, uncontrollable burst. But this time, with Tony's guidance, it felt different. He had control over it now. He nodded.
"Ready," Jordan said, his voice steadier than he felt.
Tony activated the system, and the alien tech began to hum louder, the portal flickering as it tried to stay open. With a deep breath, Jordan let the power inside him surge—channeling all the energy he could muster. The heat vision that shot from his eyes was no longer just destructive. It was focused. It was precision. He poured all his energy into the device, and it hummed with raw power before a blinding burst shot back into the portal.
The portal exploded, sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The Chitauri forces, caught in the blast, were immediately disintegrated, and the remaining soldiers scattered.
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**The Aftermath: Becoming an Avenger**
The battle ended. New York was safe. The Avengers gathered together, exhausted but victorious. The city was in ruins, but the world had witnessed the strength of the Avengers.
Jordan stood beside them, his heart still racing from the fight. Tony slapped him on the back, grinning. "Not bad, kid. You're starting to fit in around here."
Cap nodded. "You did great. Welcome to the team, Jordan."
Jordan looked around at the group of heroes who had become his family. He had started this journey as a kid, unsure of where he belonged. Now, he knew. He was an Avenger. And with that, he had just taken his first steps into the real world of heroes.
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