Chp 1 - An 'uneventful' morning

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(Bold – the memory

Italics – thoughts outside of the memory

Italics and bold – Leo narrating his memories

Underline – subtitles

'Bold, italics and with the quotation marks – Leo's thoughts inside the memory).


Tony's POV

Some days the tower can be boring and today seems to be one of those dismal days,

I was lying the couch watching the T.V. play the news. Steve was sitting down a few feet away from me.

It's so boring, it's so boring, it's so boring, it's sooo booring, I chanted to myself in my head.

Bucky was looking out the window, Pietro was sitting down reading a book in the corner in the room. Natasha was probably off talking to Clint in the gym. Bruce and Peter walked into the room they appeared to be having a debate about... Yogurt?

Loki was drinking coffee and reading a book. Loki started living with us after we found out that he was being possessed in the attack on New York.

Thor suddenly burst into the room with Nick Fury, Natasha and Clint behind him. They looked around franticly and soon looked at everyone in the room.

"What's wrong?" asked Peter as he ended his debate with Bruce and scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion,

"We all got a notification about the tower being under attack." Said Nick.

"It must have been a glitch," said Bruce as he turned around ready to leave until a chuckle broke through the air. It seemed to bounce off of each wall and then disappear into the distance. Everyone fell into a defensive stance almost immediately.

"Aww how cute..." said a feminine voice as a female figure stepped out of relatively nowhere. She had pitch black hair and shiny brown eyes, she was wearing a pure white dress that flowed down to the floor.

"Who are you?" asked Nick with his voice full of authority and demandingness. The woman just smiled, she then clicked her fingers together and all of our weapons disappeared.

Clint unconsciously grabbed hold of Pietro's hand as the stranger moved forward. The stranger looked at their hands and smiled. She then looked up to the rest of the team and spoke.

"There is no need to be defensive I am not here to fight. I am here to... talk." She said in an angelic voice, "I am Hera, The queen of Olympus."

"Wait... As in the Greek Goddess of Marriage, Home, Family and Childbirth?" Asked Thor with an excited smile and a little bounce in his stance. 'Hera' smiled, nodded and Loki rolled his eyes at his brother.

"Greek Gods now because why not..." mumbled Steve,

"Okay, but why are you here?" Asked Natasha in a curious tone,

The Goddess smiled and said, "I am here to show you the memories of a certain child," she raised her hand that cut everyone off as they were all about to start yelling, "I have gotten consent from said child and he is fine with showing you all his memories."

"Okay, but why? What is so 'special' about this child?" I asked with a raised eyebrow,

The Goddess smiled a sad smile and responded with, "These memories will show you all of the things that have happened to this young boy. It'll help you trust one another more and show you that not everyone is what they seem to be."

Nick seemed to nod at what she said, "Okay so how is this going to work?" he asked,

Hera clicked her fingers and suddenly we were all sitting on either couches, armchairs, loveseats or the ground.

I was in the middle of Steve and Peter with Bruce next to Peter and Nick next to Steve. Bucky, Thor and Natasha sitting on the floor, Clint and Pietro were on a loveseat. Loki being the lucky fuck he is got to sit on an armchair by himself.

There was a huge screen in front of us, "Outside time has stopped and once you have finished watching ALL of the memories then everything will go back to normal. Also you cannot move from your spots until everything is over."

"That is it from me, subtitles are on, and remember to keep an opened mind." Hera suddenly disappeared in a flash of bright light.

"Okay let's get this shit show started." Said Nick as the screen flickered to life and the first memory played.

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