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BOOK THREE OF THE GOLDSTREAK TRILOGY I knew more of our teammates would be there. I wasn't sure if I was ready to face them. Of course they knew what happened, it would be hard not to; neither Bruce nor Tony would keep that kind of thing from the team, especially not if they were worried about me. But I couldn't help but feel sort of ashamed. Fear was gnawing at me. I mean, what if this was just a sign that I would lose the rest of my powers? I could go from a hero to a normal person in a matter of an instant. >>> In a strange twist of events, Megan has just lost half of her powers. It's a struggle for her to come to grips with, and though she's terrified of becoming completely powerless, Pietro is determined to be there for her and help her every step of the way. Meanwhile, Thor has returned with news of an incoming battle . . . Heimdall has seen a tear in the realms, and it does not bode well for Midgard. [a marvel au - universe 717]

BOOK TWO OF THE GOLDSTREAK TRILOGY I smiled, shaking my head and finishing off the few pancakes I had left, plating them before turning the stove off and turning my full attention to the captain. "Terra and Spider-Man are super heroes, Cap. It doesn't really matter what 'level' crime they fight - the public loves a good hero. And you can't really deny, those two are great heroes." >>> Pietro and Megan must navigate manipulators galore while trying to train two new teammates. It's not a task that'll come easy, especially given the complication of a man from Megan's past, who turns out to be working avidly against the Avengers. [a marvel au - universe 717]

"I'm scared" my 13 year old sister Jemma whimpered; staring up at me. "Why?" I asked "what are the odds they'll pick you? There's so many others they could pick" I tried to comfort her. "You're not scared?" She asked. "No, of course not" I lied. Of course I was scared, but could you blame me? Wouldn't you be scared if there was a chance you could be forced to fight to the death with 23 other kids and have it plastered all over tv? The fear was there, and it hung above all of our heads in district 7 as we said goodbye to our shabby cabins and trundled over to the reaping. You knew it was a rare occasion when boys wore shirts and girls wore dresses. 9 times out of 10, it meant reaping day.