Legends Are Made - The Avengers

Legends Are Made - The Avengers

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They came as flashes, hardly more than images. A man with dark hair standing in the sky as glowing magic turned his cane and outfit into golden armor and a spear with a large glowing blue gem. A nebulous cloud formation among the sky with colored stars. Some sort of large man with purple skin. A group of people he didn't recognize other than himself and a man he'd seen on the news more times than he could count. A cerulean light shot into the sky on a strangely shaped roof of gravel. Carriages ripped through the sky, firing blasts into the streets. Atlas could hear every horrified scream. He saw the dark haired man again, without the strange horned helmet but smirking as he held the spear aloft. Finally he saw a strange round machine, with a blue glowing cube in the center that looked like it held a galaxy within. AKA a guy stuck with the "gift" of prophecy gets one little vision and suddenly is stuck fighting gods and an alien army.
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His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.

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