Chapter 5
It's been three months since Peter had met Wade.
Wade let him stay at his place all the time he had found out he was homeless and he had basically moved Peter into his house.
He had met the person Wade called the devil. The reason he named him the devil was because he was a vigilante in hell's kitchen called daredevil. He and Peter had gotten along great. He revealed identity a month into their friendship; his name was Matthew Murdock; he's a lawyer and also blind.
He and Matt were catholic. He even took Peter to mass at his church in hell's kitchen.
By this time I also started to be a vigilante. By this time I had told both Wade and Matt about hydra and my mutations so when I was around them I could tell them I was around a hundred years old I didn't really know. I told them how hydra wiped my brain of memories and how they made me their soldier by just a couple of stupid words spoken in Russian.
Scene change to the avengers tower to Steve
Today was August tenth Peter's birthday. Steve woke up and did his morning routine.
He walked down to the cemetery that his mom and dad were buried in. Peter was supposed to be buried next to them but they couldn't find his body so they buried a casket that had stuff that was important to peter.
He had gotten there at sunrise. Peter loved the sunrise. That's why whenever he came to visit Peter on his birthday he’d come at sunrise.
Steve smiled slightly at the gravestone that said Peter B. Roger's.
"Hey Petey happy birthday hope you're not up there having too much fun without me", he chuckled softly and sat down next to the gravestone as if to give him a little company.
Steve was there for half an hour before he stood up and placed the flowers he had bought before he got there on each individual grave.
Timeskip back to the tower
As Steve entered the floor where the Avengers stayed. They turned their heads towards the elevator as they heard the ding and they saw me step out.
"hey cap you ok you look a little teary eyed there", tony said when he saw steveI
" yeah I'm fine it's just it's my brother's birthday I went to visit his grave".
They looked at him with sympathy written across their faces when Clint spoke up "I for one would love to see pictures of this mysterious brother you had". I smiled at him and with a slight nod I got up to grab the box of old photos of my brother and a box of letters he sent.
When I walked back to the common room everyone was gathered around the coffee table. When I sat at the coffee table I said "Don't rip the letters there old and they're really important to me ok" they nodded yes.
The first picture was a picture of a five year old Peter holding baby Steve. When Tony saw the black and white photo he said "So Peter's the baby right" Steve looked at him and said "no I'm the baby Peter's holding me he's my older brother".
The next photo of Peter who didn't look any older than seven holding a two year old Steve Peter was staring at him with a wide smile while Steve was also looking at him with a laugh.
The third photo in the box was of a thirteen year old Peter teaching a very small eight year old Steve how to play baseball.
Time skip to the last thing in the box ( because I'm tired in typing out what they look like)
The last photo in the box was a photo of eighteen year old Peter standing in between a thirteen year old Steve on his right and a thirteen year old James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes on his left. They were at a park of sorts. Bucky looked terrified while Peter looked proud of himself while Steve was just confused.