Summary:

When little Phoenix had disappeared at six everyone assumed she was dead but when a little girl turns up as merely a possessed child or misunderstood mutant will anyone but shield connect the dots or is she forgotten by hydra and feared by the normal?

I guess in a journal at least people won’t know what happened and won’t give me anymore pity than they already have. Everyone either looks at me with pity or with sympathy... It just wasn’t fair. See than there are the few people who deem me as the reason that Victory Mental Asylum even came to town. I was six years old when I had walked away from my front yard with a stranger but in a small town that was fine and I hadn’t thought of the dangers of it. I was no longer Phoenix... At least so I was told by him.