Ok this is my first fanfiction that I have posted to don't be to hard on me.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Awesomeness of the Avengers or anything Marvel. :(

But I do own my OCs and story/story changes.

Chapter One: Going to Poland

"No! I had it first!"

"Hey! Give it back! It's mine!"

Caroline groaned opening her eyes. Arya and Paul were fighting, again. Glancing at her watch it read 7:28. She sighed. It seemed impossible to ever sleep in later then 7:30ish, even though it was the middle of summer.

Then she sat straight up, today they were flying to Poland. How could she forget? She had been waiting for months and they were finally going. She quickly got out of bed and changed into the clothes she had laid out the night before. Then she sighed remembering that they wouldn't be leaving for another two and a half hours.

As long as that sounded she knew it would be gone soon enough and she walked out to the dining room, where her siblings were still arguing.

"Caroline, Arya hit me!" Paul exclaimed as soon as he saw Caroline enter the room.

"I did not!" Arya retorted. "He kicked me!"

Caroline turned to face her twelve-year-old sister and ten-year-old brother, said, "I'm not joining this argument," and walked across the room to get the box of chocolate cheerios from the cabinet. They weren't the healthiest things in the world, but hey the tasted delicious.

"Where are the parents?" Caroline asked Paul while eating here breakfast. Arya had previously stomped off to her room.

"Well Dad's in his office and Mom is still asleep," He told her.

"How is she still asleep after all the noise you've been making?" Caroline asked him teasingly.

"She's not," Caroline looked over and saw her mom in the hallway, holding her baby brother Michael.

"I had nothing to do with the argument," Caroline almost instantly said. "Paul and Arya were fighting over something."

"Yes I know," her mom said "I heard them."

Luckily for everyone, their mom did not get terribly upset as she was going to have gotten up soon anyway.

Two hours and half hours later, Caroline was yelling at her dad that no, she could not get in the car because her brothers had to get in first and could someone please turn on the air conditioning in the car as it was at least 105 degrees outside. Then she remembered something, her journal! She had left it on the shelf next to her bed.

She ran back into the house and also into her almost six-year-old brother Benjamin before he skidded out of the way with a "Yikes!" Once she reached her room she rushed in and then hurried back out to the car.

"What did you forget?" her mom asked as Caroline buckled herself in and the car backed out of the drive way.

"My journal," Caroline responded.

Arya rolled her eyes and said. "Well thank you for not forgetting my present."

Arya had given Caroline the journal as a fourteenth birthday present two days ago. It had a dark brown leather cover One does not simply… written on the cover in gold along with the one ring. As Caroline's all-time favorite books were the Lord of the Rings it fit her perfectly. It also had its own pen which slid into the side of the journal.

Within ten minutes Paul, Arya, and Benjamin were playing on their various game systems, Michael was content with his toys and Caroline was writing the in her journal.

June 16, 2014

We are finally on our way to the airport. I almost forgot you at home, but at the last minute I remembered and ran back into the house to get you. I suppose I should give you a name, but I will have to come up with a good one so for now you will just be you.

This morning was practicly practically chaotic. I didn't get up until 7:30 and I only got up then because Arya and Paul woke me up with their arguing. This happens almost every single morning. Somehow it is impossible for Arya and Paul to work/play together for more than two minutes without fighting. It's annoying to say the least.

Anyway, Paul and Arya are playing separate games on their D.S.s, Ben is on his leapster, and Mike is content with playing with his squishy blocks, so there are no arguments as of right now. We're at the airport, so I'll write more, later. Bye.

Caroline was to say the least not a very fast writer, especially sense she kept gazing out the window and being distracted. Not that she really minded, at least it was something to do if nothing else.

Once they reached the airport they had to go through the normal security checks. This of course required lots of waiting and patience, which was one thing Caroline's siblings severely lacked. Caroline pretty much stood or sat around listening to music on her I-pod the whole time, while her siblings drove their parents nuts and attempted to drive her nuts (and almost succeeded).

When they finally did get on the plane there was a huge fuss over who got a window seat. Caroline succeeded in convincing her parents into letting her get one because she hadn't been annoying them for the past two hours. Arya much to her detestation ended up sitting between Caroline and their mom.

Caroline didn't really mind sitting next to her sister as long as she didn't try to annoy her. It was almost instantly decided that they would pull down the armrest between them and set up a barrier of pillows between them for the fourteen hour flight from Phoenix to Poland.

For the first part of the flight Arya was playing her D.S. nonstop and Caroline was doing a combination of playing on her D.S., listening to music, writing in her journal…

…

Oh my goodness. Getting on the plane took FOR-EV-ER! I do not know how many more times I can listen to C-3PO saying "Oh my! An asteroid field! Can you help us count them?" without going crazy. Oh wait I already am crazy, well you know what I mean.

Security checks are ridiculous. I mean, I know there supposed to make sure no one brings a bomb or something on the plane. But seriously, it took forever. Plus, I have never been on a plane before.

We've been flying for about two hours, and I'm already getting a bit bored. At least I got a window seat though. This is because, unlike Arya, Paul, and Michael, I did not drive my parents nuts while waiting for security checks and such. My reward: a window seat for the trip to Poland.

Arya is sitting next to me, playing on her D.S. I think I'm going to try and take a nap.

… and sleeping.

Caroline woke up several hours later to her sister poking her.

"Hey Caroline," Arya said.

"What is it?" Caroline asked more than slightly annoyed. "I told you not to bug me."

"Sorry," Arya responded. Caroline doubted she was actually sorry. "But do you want to play Mario Party with me?"

Caroline groaned, but agreed to play with her as long as she was the one with the game cartage and was therefore player one. Arya immediately agreed. She didn't care who got to be first player as long as Caroline would play with her, because playing against the computer just wasn't as fun.

After playing a few games of Mario Party and a multiple races on Mario Cart, Arya decided she was tired and went to sleep. Caroline played a few more races and got a golden trophy on the lighting cup before also putting her D.S. away.

She spent at least thirty minutes staring out the window and half trying to go back to sleep before realizing it was pointless and she was just bored. She sighed and pulled her journal back out. Better than nothing, she thought.

...

We have been flying for an unknown (to me) amount of hours and are now flying over the ocean, aperently apparently and it's nighttime. I did take a nap, then listened to mucic music on my I-pod, and then played on my D.S. I'm getting bored to say the least. But we are more than half way there.

My sister fell asleep about an hour ago, and is leaning against the pillow barrier we set up on the armrest between us. I would play another game of Mario Party with Paul except that he's also asleep and playing against the computer just isn't as fun.

Well, I guess I could play on Lego Lord of the Rings. Bye!

With that she her D.S. back out and started to play but got bored with it quickly. How much longer was she stuck on this plane? She couldn't remember. All she knew was that she was stuck bored on a plane eating random snacks from her bag. She sighed and took out her gigantic "pencil case" where she had previously stuffed her journal, planning on complaining to it, again.

Only she never got the chance to do that because that was when the plane exploded.