My random fanfictions

Avengers

A/N: picture above doesn't relate to the story at all and isn't mines, my best friend drew it for me on my birthday. :) I don't know about this one either but know it might be interesting! Enjoy!
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"Get the fuck out" Peter heard from the stair case. His parents had been arguing all night and he finally decided to come down to find out whats wrong. "W-where would we go!?" He heard his mom speak "I don't fucking care! But that child isn't even mines! So why should I fucking care!" He said and before Peter knew it he was already getting picked up by his mom while she was frantically packing things up.

Peter sobbed as he saw what he thought was his father for the last time. "Shhh,its alright sweetie....I will find your happiness..." his mom said holding him in her arms with a bag around her shoulder containing both her and peters belongings. "Lalala, humpty dumpty doo, the wood chipper is coming for you" she whisper sang to him as he slowly fell asleep. "Thor...please save us..."
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Peter jolted awake. His expression turned blank after looking at his surroundings. His alley. He sat up and stretched. He looked up and saw a storm cloud. "Ah,its going to be a beautiful day today!" He said enthusiastically not wanting to lose his spirit. He grabbed his bag then put something over his sleeping place so nothing happens to it. He was excited cause he finally had enough to buy a waterproof tent!

He peeked out the alley seeing people already walking around with umbrellas in hand. He smiled and walked out skipping his way to a store that didn't have much expensive items. The ring sound scattered through the store when Peter opened the door. "Hey Issac!" He shouted and the store owner came out and saw him "sup kid, what is it this week?" "A tent!" Issac smiled at Peter and ruffled his hair. "Why don't I just give it to ya kid? You work to hard not to get it for free" Peter quickly shook his head. "Take my money old man " He said shoving the money into Isaac's hand and taking the tent running out the store "WAIT KID YOU GAVE...me an extra dollar...*sigh*"

Peter smiled brightly at the tent. He walked back to his alley till he heard a scream for help. He ran to the direction quickly and saw a mugger and a scared woman with her kid. "Hey dude why do that to someone?" He asked the mugger and he turned to him. The mugger scoffed and backed up a bit. The woman took the chance and grabbed her child's hand and ran sending Peter a thankful look and he just nodded.

"Kid...your so gonna pay for that" Peter backed up a bit. He didn't know how to fight! Well he did but hates doing it! "Why don't we just calm down? Whats wrong with you?" He asked but the mugger just ran up to Peter holding a knife. He stabbed Peter in the side then ran. Peter went wide eyed and dropped his stuff on the ground. His breath hitched when he saw that the knife was still in him. 'S-should I take it out? Wait no thats how id bleed out a lot faster! Its like,sticking out. Oh God do I yell for help? What the hell do I do oh god it hurts-' Peter then fell to the floor and he groaned in pain. He then felt a sting on his neck and slapped his hand at the spot quickly 'not the time bugs' he thought as dark spots came into his vision. He looked up and felt water.

What a nice time for rain to pour down from the sky. Aint it?
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Peter woke up looking around. Confused with his surroundings he started to freak out. "Calm down kid,your okay" he looked next to him and saw a guy. Just a guy. With brown hair. And a metal arm-that doesn't seem natural. "Is your arm okay? What happened to it?" Peter asked and the man looked at him surprised but laughed "damn kid I just met you and your already asking me what happened to my arm, I'd be offended if it wasn't such a daily occurrence" he laughed out but Peter then had a sorry look "ah, sorry I didn't mean to sound rude! Was only concerned,not everyday you see a guy with a metal arm other then the man with full iron armor!" The man looked at him for a moment then held his hand out to him.

"Bucky Barnes" Peter looked at his hand then shook it and smiled "Peter" "no last name?" Peter shook his head "I don't remember it, its been a long time since I've had family either" Bucky looked at him confused "how old are you?" "Im...I think I'd be around 15 to 16 by now?" Bucky went wide eyed. This poor boy didn't even know his exact age and didn't have any family. "You at least got somewhere to stay right?" Peter looked down at his hands and shook his head "damn kid,