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I waited in my cell for hours every day, just waiting for the next meal or for someone to try to interrogate me. It was boring. I had nothing to do. Sometimes I imagined what the Avengers said about me. However, it was merely random thoughts in my head. Nothing that would be true. You never know, though. I do have telepathy, but I usually have to focus on the person or people. Since I'm locked in a cell, I don't know where they are, so I can't get in their heads.

The door unlocked, but no one came in. I didn't move because it could be a trap. Nothing happened, so I walked toward it and reached out to the handle. There must be someone on the other side of this door who will probably hurt me, so I went and sat back down before I could even touch the handle. This had to be a test on if I would run or not. I won't.

There was a small noise behind the door, which piqued my interest but not enough to make me go over there. The door opened, but no one was there to open it. I was confused and finally left the room. I knew that this was probably a trap, but I was bored and tired of waiting. A couple of minutes after leaving, different things started moving around, and the lights flickered.

I knew this wasn't me. I also knew that I wasn't the only one who could manipulate things. I looked around for Wanda but didn't see her. This was starting to get a little frustrating. However, I stayed calm, not to let my powers get the better of me. I felt someone behind me, but once I turned around, there was nothing.

I kept walking but slower this time. Whenever I felt someone behind me, I stopped but didn't turn around. Once they were gone, I would continue. Eventually, I found an elevator. I went in, but as the doors were closing, a blur came in.

"I assume you were the one following me, correct? Well, it's not the first time you've done it. You could've said something to me instead of acting like a creep. Now, what do you want from me?"

Pietro looked at me, trying to look serious, but I knew he wanted to smile. Maybe the Avengers had brainwashed him into not wanting to care about others. Not surprising, though. They never seemed to care about anyone else. They pretended to care about people, but in reality, it just made them look like idiots. If you want to change, you have to go to the source and kill whoever's in charge.

That's what I always did, and I'm never wrong. Never.

"The Avengers told me to follow you so you wouldn't be able to leave. Now you're supposed to talk to all of them."

I almost slapped him, but I knew that he didn't deserve it. But everyone else did. I knew that the Avengers were terrible. Of course, they are. However, I am not dangerous to them, and technically before they brought me here, I was looking for someone to help me. I wasn't doing anything terrible. However, I've never done anything wrong in my life.

Still, they shouldn't just keep me here for no reason. And if they think it's justifiable, then I will prove them wrong. I'll prove them all wrong even if it kills me.