I met this group called the Avengers and I got to help them fight in Sokovia. Unfortunately, most of Sokovia got destroyed so now I have to live with the Avengers in the Compound. During the battle, Pietro....um...Pietro was killed by Ultron.
It all happened so fast, one second we were just joking around and next thing I know, I sense my brother's death. I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest and being crushed while at the same time walking on hot rocks while at the same time being stabbed all over my body with pins and needles.
This is unfair. Why did Pietro have to die and not me? Why must I live in a world with nobody. I already lost my parents, my friends, and now I just lost my brother. I wish Pietro was fast enough to escape those bullets. Pietro, I just want you to know that I love you and I miss you. Every. Single. Day.
~ W.M
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A/N: Sorry if this sucked. I'm gonna try to either upload a new part every week or every day, depending on how busy I am.
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The Avengers Journals
FanfictionThis is just what I think the Avengers would right about in their journals. Not everything in here will be considered "canon" from the movies. This is just for fun. I don't own any characters from Marvel Comics or the MCU. Some of the chapters mig...