The day was incredible so far. Jack's adventures were infamous and today's trip was no exception. Annika was bombarded with different sights, smells, and languages. She loved it all. Not only did she get to be a kid for some of it, going on rides in Disneyland and eating too much ice cream, but she also got to expand her knowledge about Earth and mutants, and Wakanda's science department. 

As she walked down the streets of New York, she spoke to her father, waving her arms and hands animatedly while she recounted the day's events. She was excited to revisit some of the museums in New York, knowing there would be new exhibits to visit and books to buy. But that anticipation fell short when they came across an old acquaintance of Jack's. 

Annika stood half a step behind her father, looking around him to size up the girl around her age, and eyeing the man who demanded retribution. Annika frowned at the altercation. Annika knew her father had a past, she even accompanied him on some of his less savoury adventures, but she also knew Jack did a lot of good. After all, she knew about the adventure that united the two of them. Jack didn't deserve this defamation, or an attack from a teenager over a pair of lost shoes. 

Annika shifted quickly around her father. She launched herself at the girl, altering her attack, and Annika took the brunt of the girl's force. She felt her back hit the pavement at the same time claws dug into her skin. Annika grunted from the force and sharp pain but didn't cry out.