Do you ever feel like you're alone? Like nothing in this universe matters, and then you meet someone. And that someone made the whole galaxy seem to hold a meaning. Not just any meaning, but an identity.
"How in the hell, did he survive that landing?" Ego yells, his hands firmly on his hands. His hair tied back in a ponytail, the young teenage girl stood beside him, her ivy green dress reaching her ankles, and her feet bare. Her hair in two braids, her antennas peacefully on her head, this girl stayed quiet. Ego kicks the life form, the body did not budge. Ego grunts, "wake it up," he demanded. The girl, Mantis, nods obediently to her master, descending on her knees and carefully moving his golden, horned helmet, placing a hand on the stranger's head. Her antennas glowing white, her eyelashes fluttering when she closed her eyes, "wake" she spoke through his consciousness. The asgardian stranger jumped to an awakened state, his forehead smacking into the empather, she was sent laying on the floor with a thud. The celestial watching the stranger, not concerning himself with his servant, but with the parasite who was now standing himself up.
Disclaimer: i wrote this back in high school when i was highly mentally unstable, pulling all nighters, and over exerting myself in all sorts of ways. For you theater kids out there, I wrote a good portion of this during tech week.
At no point in this story did i know what was going to happen next. There are plot holes, weird turns in the story, its a little cringy sometimes, and partway into it someone started pressuring me to follow a certain character.
There are some funny moments, a little bit of smut, lovable characters. Looking back there are some moments that i really love, but if you are looking for a story that makes a lot of sense and has a strong story you are in the wrong place. This is an unstable teen writing on a whim. You've been warned. With that said go forth and be entertained~
You look down at your hands and quietly whisper to yourself,
"Am I some kind of monster?"
You hear beeps like someone is putting in a pin on the other side of the door before the door slowly swings open. The man named Tony stark walks into the room.
"Hey kiddo, remember me?"
You slightly nod your head and he comfortably sits on the couch like nothing is out of the ordinary.
He sighs. "Guess not"
"No, I remember. You and Mr. Rogers were at my house"
"Not what I meant"
You cock your head at him. What does he mean? You've never met him before that.
Feel free to jump to chapter 4 if you're bored of the first one, I'm not particularly proud of the first few
The character of Rosa belongs to: @mudkip2016
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