It's been four months since the events I referred to as the Winter War left and I have no leads on Bucky expected that he is not in DC. That's the bad news but the good news is that today is my birthday. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of someone knocking on the door of my loft. I opened it to see Kitty with a bottle of whisky in hand.
"You work too much come to drink with me birthday boy." said Kitty
I smiled as she come inside and we drank until Kitty can no longer stand but I am still sober.
"How are you not drunk?" asked Kitty
"When Hydra fucked me up... they changed things within my body... I am never going to be able to get drunk again."
"That su.." She didn't finish her sentence because he passed out on the couch
"Same old kitty."
Suddenly a massive crash happened... I went into the bar to find a spaceship had crashed inside it. Good dam can't get a break can I.
A familiar voice filled my ears, "God dam it quill you should have let me drive."
"I can't believe out of all the people on this plan you guys crashed your ship into my bar." I grumbled
"Hey red we need your help?" asked Rocket raccon
"With what?" I asked in confusion
"With fighting a war in space,"
I think back to bucky... stevie can handle that besides if I help them then they owe me.
"Fine, not like I had anything better to do."
"Great we leave in an hour also Quill." Rocket yells out
"What?"
"I want you to meet someone." said Rocket to a human in a red coat
"Red, Quill, Quill, Red know that everyone knows everyone let's get back into space before cops come."
"Why are we bring this, thing." this Quill person
"Don't fight him, Quill he will kill you."
"Fine, lets go." said Quill
I guess this is just another start of a long ass journey.
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Like Father, Like Son
FanfictionAfter the death of Claudia Stilinski {Stiles's mother}, Noah {Stiles's father} blames his son for her death. He becomes so lost in his own grief and pain that he doesn't notice his own son has left their little home in Beacon Hills for a better life...
