! WARNING: WILL CONTAIN GRUESOME DEATILS INCLUDING SELF HARM, ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, MENTIONS OF RAPE, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, AND A CUPFUL OF DEPRESSION. (Also, probably lots of thorki)! The raven haired boy stared into his own reflection, thousands of emotions flashed through his mind. He felt another drop of blood hit the polished tiles, crimson red covered the floor. The aching in his heart pained him greatly, stress was clearly shown in his eyes. He reached a shaking hand towards the thick glass of his cell. However, his vision became foggy as he tried to gasp for air, consciousness was leaving him as he left a streak of scarlett blood on the glass. Everything went black....... (The events that I have written are nowhere near true, this story is merely fanfiction I write for fun.)

James Buchanan Barnes was one of few soldiers built like monsters. He was the best of the best. The winter Solider. But missions began to bring him and another captive together, but he was only a kid, he didn't even know his name, sure he answers to Agent X but that isn't who he is. The name now given to him by Bucky himself, Peter Parker. he doesn't want the kid living in fear and the more he learns about him, the closer he grows to him. He makes it his own personal mission to save the kid, to show him how beautiful the world can be, but first he's got to break the shell of a fellow winter solider. Stuck with fear Peter didn't want to go, but when overnight he wakes up in a whole new place surrounded by those who call themselves the Avengers, the ones he knew as his targets, he really has no choice. With the kid growing on him, they try their best to give him the life he was never able to live. But add lies and deception to a seemingly perfect super family, HYDRA's need to get their soldiers back, and a sudden new alter ego, how long can everything stay under wraps, before the truth bares its ugly face? ~~~ Saying this in advance, this is not my original idea, it was inspired by @whateverittakes827 and their story "scars that last forever". I really liked the concept and wanted to expand off the thought. Also for-warning this story contains scenes with violence, torture, mature language, anxiety attacks and possible depression/suicidal episodes so if you are sensitive to said material I suggest you do not read forward. But if you chose to do so I am not responsible for further personal side effects. You have been warned. And if you are ever dealing with bad things in life contact someone, or contact me because I am here for all of you ❤️

Monsters are real Demons are too. There always there, Trying to get you. They're not in the woods, Or under your bed. They sleep in your mind, They reside in your head. You can't win but you can fight, Try to survive, It's your only right. Sooner or later it will end. Who will be the winner? That will depend, On how strong you are. Not everyone lives, Through the constant war. Demons are real. I know it's a sin, But no matter your strength, They always win. My name is Persephone Jackson. After the war with Gaea, I haven't been the same. Andrew (male Annabeth) seems different towards me. I feel like we aren't the couple we were before that excruciating final battle. I will go back home to my 'normal' life for the school year. How does my long lost uncle fit into this and who is he? Everyone seems to know who he is, except me. His name is Tony Stark... FULL DETAILED SUMMARY INSIDE I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON OR THE AVENGERS.

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