Forgotten

Chapter 1 The beginning

The words were pounding in my head in class. I regret not listing in class, I never really got good grades all satisfactory nothing special, well I guessed I didn't need them. I was an orphan, the oldest one in my orphanage. I had to do everything for everyone. My heart was tinted black from the neglect. Abused, Abandoned, forgotten these words flew through my head always tempting me to lash out on the people let my anger out I fell into this trap more than once lashing out at the people I loved, it's been years since the Infinity war  that killed the avengers only three survived Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanova and Steve Rogers lucky for them they all had children or adopted.

I got home at nine I was at my part-time job providing for my orphanage, being the oldest meant that I had to pay for everything.

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"Okay its time" I looked at the clock 1:00 am, an eerily cold wind blew through the room from the open window I put on my hoodie and my black jeans. the cold icy air ripped against my face as I jumped out the window and landed swiftly on my feet. I climbed over the fence and ran into the night. While walking through the street I spotted a flier on the wall of a near by ballroom "ha good to see she got a gig" my friend was an inspiring musician and was actually really good (you'll learn about her later on in the story) I wanted to go in there but i decided not to ill listen to her melody's later on. I kept walking to my destination which was in the middle of the forest "nothing but Deathstroke yelling at me and Deadpool laughing at me from here on out", I'm being trained by the two best assassin's in the world  So's my friend Rachele shes Deadpool's favourite. as I was walking I heard her whining about something "what why isn't he here?!"  "Jees frisky can you yell any louder?" I say "Brody do you know where Deadpool is?!" "I've told you a million times he's on a mission!" Deathstroke yelled  obviously angry at  Rachele "talking about missions when will we finally be able to go on a mission" I said Kind of half-heartedly many times to convince him to let us go on missions I'm sick and tired of killing countless amounts of dummies"ok even tho i think your not ready you can come on my mission"  Deathstroke says quickly "the avengers children are trying to stop a robbery on main street, I haven't had good action in ages" "In more ways then one" Rachele chuckles "so we're Going to mess it up, NO FUNNY BUSINESS" directing the last part to Rachele she gives a small giggle "OK OK" she says with a sly smile. I pick up my crimson scarf and tie it around my mouth, I grab my katana, scythe and bow and put them on my back, "I'm ready" i say quiet loudly, Rachele lights her hand on fire, i hated the fact that she had powers little did i know soon I was going to have something much much worst.