Title: Dimensional

Author: Fighter1357

Genre: Angst/Suspense

Category: Young Justice/ Avengers

A/N: Hi guys! I've been reading these crossovers and I love it! Decided to do my own. :) Hope none of you mind. My PM inbox is always open too!

Nick Fury stood outside the Medical hall of the Helicarrier. His hands were clasped tightly behind his back and his one showing eye was trained on the figure that was laid across the medical table. It was a small boy, about twelve or thirteen years of age. He had ebony colored hair and pale skin that had an undertone of tan. He was well muscled, and his body was marred by multiple scars. And that was before they found him on the side of a road. The boy couldn't have been more than thirteen, but yet his body looked liked someone has ripped it to shreds and then patched it back up. Large white lines covered his body, and old faded burns and marks were all over him. It was scary.

When they found him, he had obviously been brutally thrown on the side of a New York road, his body was marred with third degree burns and his back was bleeding badly. They'd taken him in and cleaned out the wounds, taking the bullet out had been a difficult task, but they managed. Fury had watched it all, his interest taking over of how this boy was.

The dubbed him "John Doe", because they didn't know his real name, or who he was. One Doctor was tempted to name him Jason Bourne, but Fury turned that down; claiming that John Doe fit better. The boy even looked like a John.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Fury turned, glancing at Agent Hill as she walked up and stood beside him.

"I have no idea. We'll keep him here till he wakes up and then take him to his family."

Agent Hill frowned and looked at Fury, her mouth twitched, and he frowned.

"But sir, does he even found one? No missing children have been reported. And the clothes we found him in. The tech in that suit was Stark-worthy, but Stark claimed to have never seen it. He was really… intrigued though," Hill inclined, her eyes wandering back to the boy.

Fury sighed and looked over at her, leaning against the glass walls. "Agent Hill, I don't know what we're going to do with him."

Hill frowned, which she seemed to be doing a lot of since she'd come to talk with him, and shook her head. She shifted her weight to her right foot, which was a bad habit of her's, and sighed. "Did they find anything… weird on him?"

"You think he's criminal?"

"No," she replied curtly, "I just think he might have something one him. There weren't any matches of his face on the database but that's only a criminal database."

"He doesn't seem to exist?"

"Nope. Not at all."

To be continued…