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"You need to stop picking me up and taking me places without my permission. It is quite dizzying and very annoying."

Pietro crossed his arms over his chest, not seeming to care about what I just said but seemed to be in a stance where moving away from getting slapped would be easy. He has taken notice of my patterns. I'm impressed. But also very annoyed about what just happened.

"We need to talk."

His voice was severe, which surprised me since he rarely tries to do that. He always wants to be calm and gentle around me. Or, at least, he used to. I guess not anymore.

"And what do we possibly need to talk about? Everything seems to be perfectly fine to me."

He sighed and sat down on his bed. I stood in front of him, waiting for his answer.

"You can't stay here if you don't talk to anyone or do anything. We're a team. So, you need to choose. Stay and become an Avenger or leave and be by yourself."

I could see through his words perfectly. He was made to say this by the other Avengers because they know I wouldn't care about what they'd say. They shouldn't have made Pietro do anything for them. That's not fair to him. And that's not fair to me.

"I'll stay, but I need to speak with the Avengers."

He nodded and picked me up. I gave him a warning look, but he just smiled and ran. He'll be the death of me someday. I know it.

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The Avengers gathered together in the common room to hear me speak. I felt confident in talking to them. However, this could potentially be a life-changing moment, and I don't want to ruin it. That would be very unfortunate for both me and possibly them. Though it probably wouldn't be too bad for them.

"I'm going to make this short and simple. Yes, I will join your superhero club. No, do not expect me to respect any of you."

I got up and left the room, feeling better about myself. Maybe this was a good idea. Or it was a horrible idea. I don't care either way.

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There were a lot of rules involved with being an Avenger. On top of the list is 'Don't kill anyone'. It's regrettable because killing people is quite enjoyable to do, but I'll get over it someday. Probably. I haven't decided yet.

They asked me on a mission since they thought I would be good at it and, to them, I needed to gain experience in being a good guy. I said yes, of course, because why wouldn't I? It's my chance to kill people without getting in trouble. So, when the time came for the mission to be done, I was ready.

I was put on a team with Wanda and Natalia. I liked that it was an all-girls team. However, I didn't like that other people had to come with me. I'm used to working alone so this might be very...annoying for me. Or, perhaps, it won't be that bad, and no one will get hurt. No, I'm pretty sure everything will be horrible, and something terrible is going to happen.

Maybe I'm just paranoid.

When we got to the place where our mission was going to take place, I was shocked. It was a small town. I was expecting a giant base with hundreds of soldiers immediately trying to kill us. Not something like this. I was not prepared. Before we left the jet, Natalia gave Wanda and I civilian clothing. This can't be good.

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So, I was told a different mission to throw me off. Natalia thought it'd be funny. I did not. The real mission was to blend in with people and find an undercover Hydra agent who knew what Hydra's next moves would be. It sounded too complicated to me, but I wasn't the one in charge.

We went to town, and I immediately felt uncomfortable. I knew how to act around people. I'm very good at it, but this was different. Not a good different, though.

I'll have to push on and hope everything works out well. Or kill everyone until I find the Hydra agent.