"That was a good first mission, team. I feel like if we keep this up, we're gonna be successful. We did this the first time the Avengers ever came together, so enjoy." Said Captain America, as the New Avengers sat down at a table covered in shawarma.
After digging it, War Machine said "I can't believe I missed this last time."
"For real, I'm diggin' this tradition." Agreed Falcon.
"I don't understand… why would we need to eat this?" asked Vision.
Cap and Widow exchanged awkward glances, unsure of how to answer Vision's question.
Then, just like last time, the team had laughs as they ate and eventually sat in silence, all too full to barely even move, except for Vision of course, who was just sitting there the whole time.
Then suddenly, there was a gust of wind just outside the window, and it seemed to travel inside as the lights above were shaking. As all of the Avengers rose from their chairs and slowly creeped towards the doors, they burst open to reveal none other than Pietro Maximoff himself.
"Pietro?!" shouted Wanda, running over to her brother.
"Wait!" said Cap. "This could be a trick."
"It's not. You said if we get killed, we walk it off. Well…" said Pietro, looking at his sister. "I ran it off. I'm okay." Pietro and Wanda embraced each other as tears began streaming down her face.
"How is this possible? Clint watched you die." Said Black Widow.
"That's the crazy part. It's a long, long story."
"I think we've got time for it." Said Cap.
Pietro took a breath and opened his mouth to speak.
The Avengers Will Return