(Y/n) is alive and well, but, no one knows.
Not only does no one know but those close to her are gearing up to fight her and the cause she was brainwashed into supporting.
As she fights for the wrong side, and as (Y/n) gets flash backs to times with...
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Chapter 5: But We're Heroes
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The next morning, I focused on the mission at hand and nothing else. Because if I allowed my mind to wander, it would focus on the prophecy I was given the day before, and I wanted nothing more than to forget it.
Students chatting excitedly throughout the halls about their time off, the X-Men set the ground rules and explained the situation with a lot of information missing. After a quick breakfast to fuel up, the X-Men put on their suits, and Peter and I changed into comfortable clothes. Our suits had been 'lost' nearly two-and-a-half years ago, meaning we weren't obligated to put them on and be Spider-Man and Riptide. We could focus on other things.
Meeting just outside, the students waved us off. We grabbed onto each other, and Kurt bamph-ed us to the Avengers Compound.
"Oh my God!" Scott L (two Scotts=confusion over the coms) clutched his chest, leaping up from the bench he was previously sitting on, "Um, hello?"
"These are the X-Men," I motioned to the group, "We can do introductions with the whole team later. Where are the others?"
Scott sat back down, picking up a taco, "They're inside planning. The rest of the team is supposed to be here soon."
With that, our semi-large group walked inside. The compound hadn't changed a bit. And with the general layout being the same, we easily located the largest lab there, where Tony was talking to Steve and Bruce.
"I figured it out last night, the proper shape to create the machine that is," Tony informed the pair.
"And what made you want to join us after you said no?"
"Well, I have my conditions you know that. But, I was looking at that picture I have of the kids and-"
"We're here, Mr. Stark," Peter interrupted his speech, waving nervously as the attention shifted to us, "We brought the X-Men."
Bruce beamed, clapping his hands, "Amazing, we're gonna have all hands on deck for this."
"Peter, (Y/n)," Tony called.
"Yeah?"
"What's up Mr. Stark?"
Both Peter's responded at the same time. Tony blinked, then realized the name situation. "Okay, my Peter, and (Y/n), follow me. I have something for you two. You're gonna like it."
With a dismissive wave of their hands, the X-Men stayed behind to talk to Steve and Bruce, leaving me and Peter with Tony. He led us all the way to the old suit storage room. Upon noticing our confused looks, he pressed a button and the door slid open.
