❝ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ❞
the hubris of the young icarus resulted
in his demise. this is why we lost today
𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 : 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘰
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣...
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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 ❝ 𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐑, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟒 ❞
MINHO STARES OUT into space from the inside of the Milano as the fly through space after leaving Nebula, Rhodey and Dahlia on the planet Morag. He looks forward to the front of the ship, seeing the happy faces on Natasha and Clint's faces. Two close friends trying to bring back their families and friends. It was a relief to see Natasha being more open with her emotions these past few years.
The seat next to Minho sinks, seeing Artemis tightening the straps around his boots and gloves. His crossbow rests behind his back, the silver tipped arrows sitting in its quiver. The young male ruffled his hair, before diverting his attention towards Minho.
"You're ready?" Artemis asked.
"I hope so." Minho mumbled. Artemis looks to the front of the ship as well, slightly smiling to himself.
"It's good to see them together." Artemis pointed out. Minho nodded, tossing a small ball of electricity between his hands.
"I wonder...saving all of our friends from death. If I only...I could bring back the other people I lost my entire life. Pietro, my family. I wish I could have that all back." Minho admits. Artemis pats his back, the older look up to meet the comforting gaze of his friend.
"I know you lost of a lot of people in your life but changing what is meant to be can cause our futures to change. Maybe it would be a good thing but we don't know the consequences. Even though you feel as if you don't have a family, you kind of do." Artemis said. The younger was right. Minho considered the Avengers his family. He considered everyone he's known as his family, including Artemis.
"Artemis is right. We're a family." Clint speaks up from the front of the ship, causing Minho and Artemis to chuckle.
"Now we have to save the rest of our family. We're nearly reaching Vormir." Natasha stated.
"This is it. You're ready?" Artemis outstretched his hand. Minho stares at it, before the two males link hands, clenched around each others.
"Let's do this." Minho said, energy rushing through his veins before unintentionally shocking Artemis.
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THE MILANO lands steadily on the ground of the planet of Vormir. The landing strip of the ship opens out, as the four individuals walk down the ramp. Dust coats Artemis's boots, as he readjusts the positioning of his crossbow on his back. A pat on his shoulder, he looks to his right to see Clint smiling at him.
"Thank you for everything, kid." Clint thanks him.
"Let's get your family back." Artemis adds.
"Don't forget, you're part of the family as well." Clint ruffled his hair.
