Ok, here I go. Take it easy on me; this is my first time writing for Marvel heroes. Disclaimer: I do not own anything belonging to Marvel. And my beta reader, AnimeGirl 144, helped me with this story.

Clint looked around. New York City was in ruins. There were several holes in the buildings surrounding him and the street lamps were all twisted. He looked to the ground and gasped, the Avengers were all on the ground, some lied down on cars, and Captain America was lying under rubble.

And in the middle of the carnage was a small boy, no more than ten years old. He walked up to the boy and asked, "Are you ok? What happened here?"

The boy looked up at Clint. He had dark brown eyes and shaggy black hair that somehow matched his light green/pale skin. The boy replied, "I'm sorry."

Clint got down to his level and asked, "What are you sorry for?"

The boy stepped back with a terrified look on his face as he replied, "It…it came out. I was so angry and…I'm so sorry. It's my fault."

Clint felt an enormous amount of guilt, more then he should of for someone he didn't remember, and said, "No kid, it wasn't your fault. You're just a kid. You couldn't have caused this."

Hair fell over the kid's face as he looked down and replied, "You're right…it wasn't my fault…it's all your fault!"

Clint stepped back as the kid snarled, "You never think about your actions! You are a complete idiot! It's your fault this thing escaped me! Do you ever think about what this is causing me Clint? Huh? Do ya!?"

Clint fell backwards; he didn't even know this kid, why was he feeling guilty?

The boy continued in a calmer tone of voice, "Y-you said you'd protect me, b-but you didn't. I was destroyed so he'll destroy you now." Suddenly a snarling shadow grabbed Clint.


Natasha looked around. She was in the city, but it was in complete rubble. She saw a small boy staring at Clint's dead body, and so she hurried to the boy and said, "Hey kid, you ok? I don't know what's going on here, but we need to get out of here."

Natasha stepped forward, but the kid stepped backwards and whimpered, "Please don't come any closer."

Natasha stepped forward cautiously as she asked, "Why, what's wrong?"

The kid's hair fell over his face as he whimpered, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to let it lose. Please don't kill me! Nat, Nat please…don't…don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

Natasha gave a shocked look, before trying to calm the boy down. "I…I'm not going to kill you. Look, it wasn't your fault."

The boy looked up and growled, "You're right, it's your fault! You promised to protect me and you didn't! You put your emotions ahead of your mission and almost got killed! You don't even consider the pain I'm in, do you Nat?"

The kid took deep breaths and continued in a calmer voice, "You didn't protect me. Now he's going to destroy you." A shadow appeared behind Natasha.


Steve looked around in horror. New York City was in shambles. He gasped when he saw a dead Natasha sprawled a few feet away from a small boy who was just staring at her. Steve ran to the boy and asked, "Are you ok?"

The boy looked up to him but didn't speak. Steve gave a concerned look and said, "Come on kid, I've got to get you to safety."

The boy stepped back and asked, "Why, why didn't you protect me? You vowed to save me if he got out and you didn't."

Steve felt an enormous amount of guilt wash over him. Problem was that he didn't remember why. The boy, angered by Steve's silence, growled out, "Don't bother making excuses! Listen, you shouldn't have been so hard on Tony. You risked everything to save Bucky and he risked everything to save one of the few things he had to prove to himself that his dad loved him, so don't act like you were completely in the right in this one Steve!"

The kid looked down. "You failed to protect me. He's going to kill you now."


Sam was flying around; he was horrified when he saw all the rubble and demolished buildings. He landed when he saw Steve lying dead on a crushed car and some parts of the hood were seemingly twisted around the now deceased hero's waist.

A kid was a few feet away staring at them, the kid stepped forward and asked, "You know it's your fault this happened, right?"

Sam gave a confused look, "What do you mean?"

The boy replied, "You said you'd protect me from him and you didn't, you constantly allowed your emotions to get in the way during crucial missions. Look Sam, you didn't keep your promise so you're going to die by his hands now." Suddenly, something behind Sam started growling.


Tony, without his armor, looked around and saw Sam on the ground, very much dead. Tony ran to him and exclaimed, "Sam, Sam speak to me buddy! Sam? Sam!"

Tony pushed the rubble off his friend's body and started shaking him. "Sam, Sam I swear if you're playing a practical joke on me…ugh it's hopeless! And I can't reach the others."

He saw a boy staring at them. The boy walked over and said, "I'm sorry, it was too late by the time I reached him. That thing inside me must've gotten him."

Tony stood up and asked, "Can you tell me what happened? What caused this?"

The boy growled, "You caused it. You promised to protect me and help me keep it inside but you didn't and now the rest of our family is dead, Tony…It looks like…You're next on his list of meals." Suddenly, a shadowy figure grabbed Tony from behind.


Thor gasped when he saw Tony's body on the ground. He didn't have a scratch on him, but it looked like something damaged his arc reactor. Tony was already long dead in that case. Thor heard someone say, "I'm so sorry, Thor."

He turned around to see a boy. Thor asked, "Are you ok?"

The boy looked up and replied, "Yes, I'm fine. Thor, I tried keeping that thing inside me but it got out. I made a vow as a warrior and broke it. I'm so sorry, Thor."

Thor couldn't move. He heard his voice but his lips weren't moving. He just kept watching as his voice spoke, "Even the strongest warriors make mistakes and you are but a child."

Thor was able to move again, but as soon as he stood up, he froze. The boy replied, "Thor, you promised you'd help him. You said you'd help him but you didn't. You also failed to protect me. I know you said warriors make mistakes, but that thing in me doesn't feel the same way. Bye-bye Thor, I'll miss you." Something began snarling at the still frozen Thor.


Scott saw the giant crater with Thor in it. His helmet was broken in tiny little pieces and his hair was covering his face. A little boy sat beside Thor, shaking his shoulder. "Thor, c'mon…you gotta get up. Thor…we gotta go home."

Scott slid down the crater and ran to them while asking, "Are you ok, kid?"

The kid stood up and growled, "You caused this, monster! You broke your promise and now this thing is trying to kill our family and practically succeeded!"

Scott stepped backwards as the now snarling boy walked towards him. "Scott, I'm not surprised you broke your promise to protect me. You're a bad guy, always have been always will be! Look, you broke your promise so now he's going to break you!" Scott didn't bother fighting back against the shadow dragging him away from the crater. He didn't understand why but he felt he deserved his fate.


Rick, in human form, saw Scott's body on top of a car. The hood was twisted around his body. Rick looked around and heard someone screaming. "Somebody, anybody, help me please! I'm under the rubble. Big brother, help me!" He turned around and saw a big pile of rubble, noticing that someone was staring at him through a small hole in the pile.

Rick ran over to the pile and said, "I'll help you."

The voice replied, "I'll hold the top part up. Shake that lose piece of rubble out of my way." Rick nodded and shook the rubble out if between the two bigger pieces then helped push the other pieces out of the way.

He got down to the boy's level and asked, "Are you ok?" The kid looked up and replied, "Yeah big bro, I'm fine, but I have one thing to ask you."

"What is it?"

"Why didn't you keep your promise to protect me?"

Rick gave a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

The boy glared at him as he explained, "You made a vow to protect me from this thing inside me and you didn't. I'm not surprised though, without powers you could never be a true hero. You're just a silly little kid the Avengers keep around because Hulk likes you. Now that you've broken your promise, what use are you to them? Yeah, you try making Hulk look better by making videos of him. but without that what good are you? Maybe they were right; maybe you are just a waste of cells."

Rick shook his head. "No, no I…I had powers. Somehow I lost them but I'm still useful to the team."

The kid snorted. "They didn't want you though. Our family doesn't want you. Not even your powers wanted you. You could've made it stop by protecting me, but now all you can do is spend your last few moments alone as it rips into you! Maybe you deserve this; you always fail to protect your little bro. Besides, you always were my least favorite anyways." Rick fell to his knees and closed his eyes as the shadow picked him up by the back of his shirt.


Red Hulk saw Rick next to some rubble. Red called out, "Jones, get up soldier! We've got to evacuate the city…Jones?"

Red ran over to the kid and sighed, "Rest well Jones."

The hero looked around and groaned. "And I can't find Greenie or Shulky. Not even Shaggy's around."

He began walking around when suddenly he stopped being able to move. A wall of glass formed around him before he heard his daughter Betty's voice, "Daddy? Daddy it's Betty. Do you remember me? Dad, I'm sorry we fought. I don't really hate you. I was just mad that you were so persistent in hunting down Hulk then turned yourself into Red Hulk to help capture him. I was so mad but I'm here now, dad. Please answer me." All Red could do was grunt. He couldn't stop himself from pounding on the glass and snarling.

He heard Jen say, "Betty, you should go. I promise we'll do everything we can to help your dad."

Red then heard Hulk continue, "It'll be hard. The torture has left him mentally scared, but with enough therapy and time, Red will be back to his old self."

Betty's voice replied, "Thanks Bruce, Jen. I'll see you later dad."

The glass then vanished and Red was free to move again. He groaned, "What was that? That event never even happened, so why did it feel familiar?"

A small boy appeared in front of him and replied, "Because it did happen. Abomination tortured you for days as revenge for turning him into a monster. The experience left you grunting and acting crazy."

Red froze up again as the kid continued, "You broke the promise to not allow that thing inside me to drive me crazy, and thus you're next." The shadow wrapped its arms around Red and began to squeeze.


Jen gasped in horror when she saw Red's body next to Rick's. She ran over to them but stopped when she saw a boy staring at her. The boy ran to her and hugged her. "I'm glad you have time for me now, Jen. We barely saw each other at all in the last four years; barely recognize you now."

He pulled away and continued, "Too bad we couldn't spend more time together."

Jen gave a confused look and asked, "What do you mean? Who are you?"

The kid crossed his arms, "You don't remember the little kid who you barely talked to? You don't remember the little kid that got five hundred points in his training session at ten and learned how to skate just to impress his idol? You don't remember the little kid that worked so hard to live up to you Jen? Of course you don't remember; promises to protect the little kid don't matter if you don't do more than call every night and visit once a month. That thing you said you'd protect me from? Yeah, it's out and kind of wants Jen-kill for fourth lunch." The shadow grabbed onto Jen's wrist.


Hulk ran after the shadow that was dragging a dead Jen away. They suddenly vanished causing Hulk to exclaim, "Jen, no!"

A kid appeared in the very spot they vanished from and asked, "Do you remember me?"

Hulk shook his head. "Sorry no. Look kid, you've got to get out of here. Get somewhere safe."

The boy looked down and asked, "W-was I not good enough? I worked really hard during training and during the lessons; what more do I need to do?"

A voice that sounded like his own spoke, "That's not it, kid. Look, I just don't want you getting hurt. I don't know what I'd do if you died or got captured."

The boy's hair fell over his face as he looked up and growled, "So that's it. You don't believe in me! I work so hard making sure you guys take care of yourselves every day and the thanks I get is a pat on the head and a 'hide in your room.' I'm tired of you guys not respecting me for what I bring to this team. From now on you're on your own! See how long you last without me helping in some way." Suddenly something began to snarl behind him.

Hulk woke up with a start and groaned, "That dream again. Why do I keep having that dream?" He lied back down, ready to have that dream again.


It was morning time when the group met in the living room, due to the fact that they all dreamt up the same kid in similar dreams they decided to stay in Avengers Tower together to figure out what was happening. Tony began, "Ok, we know that we've each dreamt of the same kid, we know that just going through the entire dream doesn't help and makes it worse as evident by the repairs we had to make last week, this kid says stuff that feels very personal to us. Let's take out the stuff that we know is just Rick and Scott's subconscious speaking for now. Ok, so it seems that this kid somehow knew of events he shouldn't have known about, knows all our names, and says stuff we don't remember."

Thor spoke up, "He also talks about how we promised to keep something from getting out of him then whatever it is wants to kill us and does. And he said that I promised to help someone before breaking the promise to help keep it in."

Natasha nodded. "In my dream, he asked me not to kill him for it."

Red spoke up, "In my dream I was trapped briefly in glass and kept hearing Betty, Greenie, and Shulky's voices."

Hulk turned to him and replied, "Like I said, Red, Betty and Abomination don't remember that either."

Steve added, "There's something else. In my dream, he was yelling because of the Ultron incident. He mentioned Bucky and how it's not so different from Tony trying to save Arsenal."

Hulk gave a bewildered look as he asked, "So what? After it was all said and done, we did the same thing."

Tony turned around upon hearing this, "Why wasn't I invited to this?"

Steve immediately interjected, "Anyways, while he mentioned the incident he also mentioned that Arsenal was one of the last few things Tony had to prove that his dad loved him."

Natasha continued, "We said that too, but only the people here should've understood the incident at all."

Jen spoke up, "The dreams also started around the time Skaar vanished a week ago."

Tony looked over his board and sighed, "Ok, so we've got a kid who knows everything about us, we know nothing about him, and he more than likely wants us dead. Oh, and it started around the time Skaar, a person who we barely know except for the fact that he comes from Sakaar, vanishes."

Clint groaned, "Great, so on a scale of nine to ten, with nine being doomed and ten being doomed squared, I'd say we're an eleven." They heard someone open the door and when they turned to look, they saw the kid from their dreams staring at them.

Sorry if that was bad. Like I said, Marvel heroes are not my forte.