"Britt's p.o.v"

Sky, Pietro, and I where walking to a club house Pietro and I built when we were younger. We built it so we could see each other. I remember the first time I met my brother.

*Flashback.*

I was 5 years old. We were at a mall, It had one of those day-care things so the parent could drop us off. While we went to play, the parent would go shopping. Well I went to a tube thing that looked cool so as I went through it I saw him. A boy who looked just like me. (My hair was short cause I had got gum in it.)

I thought I was just imaging it so I ignored it. Later this guy that I never seen before picked me up and took off with me. But after he got five steps away Pietro saw him and screamed "Daddy!" He looked back and realized I was the wrong kid so he took me back.

That's when my foster parents came and screamed kidnapper. That caused everyone to come closer. I remember what he said to get them to calm down. "Sorry... but this child looked a lot like my little boy over there." He pointed and they looked then he passed me to them and went to his little boy. So they talked and they invented him to super with his little boy.

That night they came over just him and the one who looked just like me. I seen my foster parents have a big stack of papers. After dinner us younger ones went to the playroom. Which was only me and Pietro(Brother and sister wasn't born yet). We started talking and I was shy so he took my hand and told me that he wanted to be best friends.

At that moment the door came open. Behind that door was a lot of smiling adults. They told us that we where brother and sister and that man who tried to take me was my father. It was that day that changed my life completely.

We started school and grew up together. There was once that I was alone walking from school to my house. I was 12 years old. I just started to get my powers and so I didn't know how to use them. While I was walking I ran into these big guys. They started pushing me and trying to reach down my shirt. I tried to scream but nothing would come out.

Pietro showed up. At that time we weren't as close he had his friends and I had mine. We were still friends though. Well he told them to quite. They punched him and then started hurting him. They took out a knife and started to stab him in the stomach. I got mad. There was a guy who had a grip on me. I told him to let me go and he did. Then I told the others to stop and they did. I told them to go away. After they did I helped Pietro off the ground he was hurt bad. I got him to my house.

My parents weren't home he passed out on the couch. I got scared. So I called 911.

"Hello. How may I help you?" The womans voice on the other end of the phone said to me.

"My friend was beat up he is hurt bad." I started to cry. I wanted to say brother but I promised them I wouldn't tell anyone.

"Where are you?" They woman asked.

"512 West Pine Street." I told her.

"The ambulance will be there soon."

"Thanks." After I hung up I got a warm rag and a blanket and a towel. I took off his shirt to see how bad the hole in his stomach was. It was bad. I put my hand over the stab and started to cry more. "Stop bleeding. Don't die brother." I told him and then it stopped bleeding completely.

There was blood everywhere. I started to wash off the blood on his face. (His face was still bleeding.) He woke up. I told him that help was on It's was and to just lay there and that I got his stabbed stomach to stop bleeding. Thats when the people came and they took him to the hospital. One of the cops told me to go to the station with them so they could question me to find out what happened. So I did.

"What happened?" The red-haired officer asked me. I told him the story but left out the parts about my powers. After we got done talking we went to the hospital to see Pietro. I went to his bed and he grabbed my hand and said "Little sis, whatever you did to me saved my life. They said that stab in my belly would have killed me." That made me smile to know he was okay.

When I got dropped off by the nice officer My foster parents where home and so was my little brother and sister. I told them what happen but they where drunk and didn't believed me they said I was a liar. Then my "dad" started to hit me and so did my mother. I got to the point to where I was too weak to fight it. So they just kept on hitting. After about 10 minutes I forced myself up and then went to my room.

When I woke up that day they were gone. They work on Wednesday until midnight so I had the day to myself. I called the school and told them I caught a cold and couldn't make it.

*Present.*

"Earth to Britt. Are you okay?" Pietro was talking to me. He had a worried look on his face. I looked around and we where there. I guess while I was thinking I started to cry. I just pulled Pietro into a hug.

"Everything is fine I was just thinking." Then I let him go and ran to the club house.