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I walked inside the house with Peter and to the living room. "Want something to drink?" I asked him.

"No. Thanks. You have a big house."

"Yeah, well, I have a lot of money." I said back.

Call me, now.   -Nat

"Sorry, Peter, I'm gonna have to take this."

"Sure."

I walked to the kitchen and called Nat. "Hey. What's up?" I asked her.

"Whatever my opinion is I think you would like to know."

"What's going on, Nat?"

"Your dad made a deal with the secretary of state to give up the power of the avengers."

"He did what!"

"There's more to that, but..."

"And where is your opinion about that?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It is and you know it." I looked behind me. "Look, I gotta go. But I'll call you later." I hung up.

"Peter, I'm sorry you have to go." I said to him.

"Is everything okay?"

"I got to deal with something."

The front door opened and dad walked in. "Ames. Who's this?"

"He was just leaving. Peter go."

"Why?"

"Because I said so."

"It was really nice to meet you, sir." Peter said before I kicked him out of the house.

"Are you fucking kidding me!" I yelled at my dad.

"Amelia..."

"Don't even! What is going on in your head?"

"Stuff you won't understand!"

"Stuff I wouldn't understand or stuff you don't want to explain?"

"You're 15!"

"Dad, what is going on?"

"Ames, let me do my job." He turned away.

"Stop!" I lift my hand and a sparkle shot of it. "Holy fuck."

"Was that you?"

"Umm... I don't know."

"Ames, what just happened?"

I lift up my hand and a stronger sparkle came out of it. "Fuck! What the hell?"

"Okay, I gotta... make phone calls."

"Wait, dad! Don't tell anyone." I begged.

"Okay. I won't."

I looked from the window. I saw someone swinging on and off. Looks like he's flying.

I really squeeze my eyes to see. It was Peter. In that Spiderman suit. "Jesus fuck." I muttered.

My phone ring. News, now. "It's from mom." I said.

I turned on the TV. The building in Sokavia blowed. "It's Barnes." I said.

"Oh, shit." Dad muttered. "It's where the countries are signing the agreement."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ames, I gotta go."

"Yeah, okay, go."

He walked down to the basement.

I picked up my phone. "Steve?"

"Amelia, I'm busy."

"You can't go after him."

"He didn't do it."

"They're gonna kill you!"

"They won't." He hung up the phone.