You all are so good at guessing.

I read some of the people that followed me stories. I literally started crying when I saw those authors whose stories I love like mine!

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Pepper

Things were going much better than I thought. The Avengers were getting along pretty well, and Leo was the sweetest boy you could want for a nephew.

When I came into the bedroom after dinner, I straight away ordered a new fridge. Then I changed into my jammies. I was about to climb into bed when I saw a photo on Tony's side of the bed. I reached over and picked it up. I was looking at a picture of Leo surrounded by ten other teens. Aww… Leo had friends. I'd have to get him to invite them over so I could meet them all.

I climbed into bed, vaguely wondering where Tony was. Probably the workshop. I was too tired to care at the moment. So I drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Jarvis woke me up.

"Jarvis? It's-" I looked at the clock. "Two AM. You're supposed to wake me at five."

Then I heard it. The scream. Coming from Leo's room.

Eyes wide I frantically tried to shake Tony awake. "Come on Tony! Wake up Dammit!"

Tony grumbled something about five more minutes, but when another scream came, his head shot up and automatically snapped to me, making sure I was okay. I tumbled out of bed, tripping over sheets and almost slammed into the door. Tony ran after me. I could hear footsteps on the stairs.

Tony and I reached Leo's door at the same time. We both tugged on the handle, but it wouldn't budge.

"Jarvis! Open the door!" Tony yelled frantically. The Avengers all barreled in from the staircase, weapons ready.

"Password."

"Are you kidding?! Jarvis this isn't the time for this!"

"Flammin Sir said no exceptions except for a certain person."

"Which person?" I yelled. I winced as another scream came. I felt tears start to spill.

"Thor go!" Steve yelled, pushing him forward. Without question, Thor rushed forward and tugged on the handle. To my surprise, it opened. We all rushed through the door at the same time, effectively breaking the doorway.

I don't know what I was expecting. Tony's enemies torturing Leo? Whatever it was, I expected Leo to be hurt. I didn't expect him to be alone, thrashing in bed. I realized he was having a nightmare.

I dashed to his side, Tony and the others right behind me. Jarvis turned on the lights.

I tried to shake him awake, but he hit my hands away. I was about to yell, when he all of a sudden calmed down. He relaxed his muscles, face falling so that he was facing me. His face was beaded with sweat.

I was about to sigh in relief when a sudden light came. I looked back at Leo and screamed. HE WAS ON FIRE!

Tony pulled me back while Steve rushed forward and tried to smother the ignited flames in Leo's hair with blankets. It took a couple seconds back Leo was finally put out. It felt like hours. Everyone leaned forward. I gasped as I saw he was completely fine. No burn marks or anything. His hair wasn't even singed.

He started twisting again. Thor gently shook him awake, ignoring Leo's punches and kicks. As Leo opened his eyes, he slowly stopped his movement. He looked at us all one by one before turning to Thor. He looked terrified.

"It was just a nightmare." Thor said, though he sounded doubtful.

He looked at us one more time before turning to Thor again, looking surprised. "You let them in?"

Thor just looked at him. Steve and Tony shared a look.

Leo's eyes widened and he leapt out of bed. "I have to go!"

We stared him. "What?" Tony asked.

He didn't answer. He just raced to his closet and pulled on shoes.

"Leo! Tell us where you're going!" Steve said stepping in front of the doorway and crossing his arms.

"I suggest you let him pass, Captain. You saw him pick up Mjolnir. He is my brother now. My fellow prince." Thor said.

Mjolnir? What?

Steve opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, the lights started flickering. All the shadows in the room gathered around one spot in the room forming the shape of a body. Everyone readied their weapons. Tony pushed me behind him.

When the shadows solidified, a young teenage boy stood. He wore dark ripped jeans, black converse, a black t-shirt, and an aviator's jacket, along with a skull ring. He had ghostly pale skin, and black floppy hair that covered his eyes. What really caught our attention was the black sword he clutched in his right hand. He didn't seem to be moving.

The lights flickered back on, and I gasped. The boy was covered -COVERED- in cuts. ON his face, his hands, everywhere. His legs shaking, he looked at Leo, who was staring at him in horror, and moved his mouth as if to form words. Instead he dropped his sword and collapsed.

Leo snapped out of his shock and rushed forward, catching the boy. I realized he had been in that picture with Leo.

We watched as Leo checked the boy's pulse and dove to his pillow, pulling his tool belt out from under it.

"I called Director Fury." Romanoff said. No one said anything.

I slowly came forward as Leo stripped off the boy's jacket and shirt, revealing more cuts and bruises, not to mention older scars. It made me want to cry. This boy looked younger than Leo.

"Leo?" I asked, my voice coming out smaller than I wanted it to.

He didn't look at me. All he said was. "He needs a doctor."

That sprang everyone into action. Bruce raced forward to help with his wounds. Natasha and Clint went upstairs to make a room ready. Tony and Steve came over to carry the boy up the stairs. Thor pulled Leo away, a glint of concern in his eyes.

I looked at Leo and Thor. Leo looked a little uncomfortable, his usual glint of humor gone. He turned to Thor and said something I couldn't hear. Thor nodded slowly. They left the room together. I realized I was all alone.

What just happened?