The Last Stand

Chapter 3

*Peter's POV*

When Audry walked through that door..... I felt like yelling, screaming, and kissing her all at once. But of course I couldn't do that, because she doesn't remember me.

But the question was... how was she alive?

Don't get me wrong, I was so happy that she was still alive. I couldn't even express it.....

Matter of fact, I didn't even want to talk about how she was alive. She was here. And that's all that mattered.

But I had never gotten over the habit of protecting her....even though she was more than capable of taking care of herself. That never left, even when she did...dissapear.

So when that guy, Jack, changed...and lunged at Audry as another animal... I simply acted on instinct.

Jumping out to protect Audry, he barreled into me, knocking me backwards.

He changed back into Jack....right in front of my eyes.

"Aww...Come one, dude. I was aiming for Audry." He stood up, holding out a hand to help me.

"Uh...Thanks, Peter. But there was really no need to do that." Audry spoke up from behind me, as I stood up. She smiled at me.

I still felt this feeling that no one had ever made me feel before when she smiled. Or when I simply heard her voice.

"No problem." I replied.

"Alright. How about we all take a break now? Shower, and get ready for dinner?" Blake suggested. We all nodded in agreement, and started walking towards the door.

*Audry's POV*

Blake and I were in the middle of discussing how we had liked the base so far, when the doors to the room burst open.

A girl with jet black hair walked in, head down.

"Tasha. I've been looking everywhere for you. Nick--" She abruptly stopped as she looked up, and we locked eyes.

I felt the strangest feeling. Like I...knew her from somewhere.

Instead of opening my mouth to introduce myself, I just watched as her hands flew to her mouth.

"No. No no no. How are you... How is she... I'm going crazy. I'm just seeing things, right? Tell me I'm just seeing things." She mumbled, partially to herself, partially to Natasha, I assume.

 "Natasha, walk Blake, Jack and Audry to their rooms, please." The mysterious girl flinched, as if my name hurt her.

I felt a hand on my arm, towing me out of the room, only to notice it was Natasha. Jack and Blake trailed behind us.

"Is she ok?" I asked, once we were in the hall. Natasha looked worried, but she masked it well.

"No. She's fine." I nodded, my eyebrows furrowed.

Once we reached my room, Natasha smiled at me, before taking Jack and Blake to theirs.

I didn't know what to do, so I pulled out my violin.

At the Charlotte base, I was so bored. Everyone else had their hobbies. I didn't have anything. I didn't remember anything, but that's a story for a different time.

I had always loved the sound of violins. I loved how it could be high and then low, and just the tinkling sound of it. I just...loved the violin.

So, I picked it up and started learning it.

I was simply using a used, old violin that Phil had given me, and watching tutorials on YouTube.

The tutorials helped some, but I still barely knew the notes and scales. Time signatures, got that down. Key signatures, downpack. It's just the notes!

In a year, I had learned all the notes and I could read them on paper, including the rythms and beats.

For my.....18th birthday, Phil, Jack and Blake (who I had already been introduced to and grown close to) bought me a brand new violin. It was brand new, but it looked old and that's how I liked it.

It had a rich, deep sound that got the job done and matched the interior of the violin.

It was simply perfect for me.

I learned the strings and the fingerings on the violin...the rest is history.

The violin is what I turn to when I'm confused, angry, happy, sad, or just bored.

Right now......I was bored.

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Sorry for the abrupt ending, but I'm a little tired. All week I had orchestra stuff and yeah, I'm gonna stop complaining.

SUPERBOWWWWWWWLLLLLL!!! Lol I don't know anything about football, except you're supposed to run it to the goal.

I added the violin in this, because I wanted her to do something different than other fan fictions. Some are always singing, dancing, acting or drawing (even though she did draw in the first one. HA!) But yeah. I wanna be different.

QOTD: Do you play any instruments? If so, which one? If not, if you wanted to which one would you like to play?

My answer: I play the violin. And I play some guitar and piano. Yep!

LOVE YU ALLL!!!! BAI!

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P.S. Make sure to check out my "Transformers" Fan fic. It's called "Hidden." And I'm welcoming any advice! BAI!

And I was looking through my message on Wattpad, and found some more interview questions. I don't know if I already posted them, but I'll just post them now.

 Punk_gameboy asks: To Steve- at some point, did you like Audry?

Steve: uh.... No. I love her as a little sister, and if anyone ever hurt her I will...take care of them. *smiles*

Punk_gameboy asks: To Natasha- is there anybody you like?

Natasha: *shakes head furiously* no. Work comes first.'

Punk_gameboy asks: To Natasha- do you like Clint or nah?

Natasha: *faintly blushes* *covers it up* I- I don't associate my work with my personal life.

Lena: * nudges Natasha* *smirks*