Chapter 1
I stand on the subway platform, thinking, ‘Now what?’ As I wait for the train to come, my thoughts wander to the previous hours
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‘Hey, Tony told us to meet in the living room.’ Nat said to me and Peter ‘Coming.’ We called out. The whole day had been quite boring, there were no missions, and Jess and Ned had gone and visited their families for the weekend, so we were left with nothing much to do. We rushed into the living room and sat down next to Nat. Tony started talking soon after.
‘OK, we’ve got a mission. Today one of our Facilities, Facility X was broken into by an unknown figure.’ Tony said while pointing to a projection of a black-cloaked figure. As Tony talked on, I noticed a small portion of a white stick in the figure's hand. ‘Um Mr. Stark, that white stick it’s holding. I think that’s a wand.’ Everyone turns to look at me. I clear my throat ‘Um, I think that’s a wand. Looks a lot like one.’ Tony then zooms into the stick ‘You know what, I think you're right. Looks like we have a wizard on our hands. I have a plan; one group oversees cleaning Facility X and trying to find anything else that might help us find our guy, the others try and find this guy with the information we have. Ok, for team clean-up we’ve got Peter, Barton, Nat, and Bruce. Steve and Thor, you’re coming with me.
‘Wait, what about me, what do I get to do?’ I ask, standing up Tony turns to look at me ‘Um kid, don’t take this the wrong way but, we’ve decided to give you a little more time on the bench.’ I look at everyone ‘What? But I changed, I apologized. You said I could go if I did. Peter? Bruce?’ Both look down and avoid my gaze ‘Oh, I get it. Um, good luck on your mission.’ I say before walking to my room.
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I lay on my bed, thinking. I knew they had a good reason for doing this. I knew I caused a lot of damage for them, by doing what I did, but I also didn’t understand why they couldn’t give me another chance. They gave Peter one, what makes me any different? I sighed in frustration, I wish I could go out there and fight, not be stuck here at home. I decided that day that if they weren’t even going to let me fight then there was no point in staying here, I packed up my bags and wrote a note to Peter. After that, I left Stark Towers.
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The feeling of someone brushing past me brings me back to earth. I notice a small tear running down my face and quickly wipe it away. Stepping on the train and sitting down, I put my headphones on, wanting to forget all about today