CHAPTER ONE: the beginning

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MALCOLM SALVATORE LAWRENCE KNEW THE PRICE HE WOULD PAY.

He knew that this was a terrible, horrible idea. That he should stop following his friends in belief and trust. Regardless, he did.

All because, he continued to listen to others.

"It's not that serious." Sam sighed. "And all you have to do is outrun me."

"Your flying!" Malcolm yelled back, jumping on top of a tree and launching himself several feet ahead of his previous spot.

"And you have supernatural strength."

"Bitch."

"Your K-9 teeth and claws oh, and you growling, state the opposite." Sam sarcastically responded.

Malcolm jumped up, claws grabbing onto one of the wings, and made Sam the to one side more before he pulled them both down. The suit wasn't damaged, Malcolm made sure.
The two tumbled down, as Malcolm grabbed Sam.

"You are heavy." Sam groaned, rolling on the ground.

"I shouldn't have broken your fall, asshole. Calling me fat, after I broke your fall." Malcolm shoved Sam farther away from him.

"After being the one who was the cause of it."

Malcolm glared, getting up walking passed Sam. "I'm not helping you up."

"And you're rude." Sam yelled after him.

"Oh, call someone who isn't fat to help you up." Malcolm yelled back, but both ended up smiling. "You're a jerk."

"Okay, bitch."

Malcolm lifted Sam up, grabbing onto his shoulders and heaving him up.

"Hey! Stop! You know I hate when you do that." Sam pushed his hands away, patting himself down.

"Yeah, that's why I did it, idiot."

"You know, I don't think Steve would be happy with you making fun of me." Sam said, smiling when he had remembered that Steve had called Malcolm a child-although he also had called Sam a child-.

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"So," Sam said, turning to Malcolm, who had changed from his exercising and training clothes to some plain ones. "out of everyone, all the guys, you choice to have a crush on Bucky? He's weird. Even his middle name his weird. Buchanan. See, weird."

"Okay, you," Malcolm pointed at Sam. "need to shut up before I let you starve."

"You're in my house." Sam said, looking at Malcolm as though he was stupid.

Malcolm clicked his tongue. "I'm purposely burning and undercooking your food, now."

Sam only laughed, shaking his head as he did.

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Malcolm always would listen to the heartbeats surrounding him. Even in his sleep, he'd fall asleep listening to the beat and hear it on the middle of the night.

So, of course he heard Steve's footsteps.

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"This is extremely embarrassing." Malcolm said, as Sam held Malcolm And was going to drop him to attack one of the aliens.

"Good, now you know how I feel." Sam replied back as Steve caught the spear that was thrown at him.

Sam let go of Malcolm, who ran up the alien, slashing his claws. He had gotten in a few strikes, when the alien turned around to stab him with the spear.

Natasha ran up, blocking the shot and stabbing him. Malcolm rolled Natasha away when he went to attack, grabbing the spear from their opponent's hands and then stabbing him with it once again, but the spear flew him the body and his hands.

As another attacked, Malcolm grabbed Natasha, lifting up a hand to block the hit and take the deadly weapon. Steve interfered, blocking it.

Malcolm jumped over him and Steve deflected it, forcing the weapon up.

The werewolf jumped down onto of the alien, who flipped again and Malcolm couldn't get his claws in deep enough for any serious damaging.

Black Widow dodged the next hit, Steve lifting up his weapon to stop the two ended spear. Malcolm rolled out of the way as he heard Sam's wings flying closer. The Falcon knocked her off her feet, landing next to her friend. "Get up." She said, pressing her hands to his chest.

"I can't."

"We don't want to kill you, but we will." Natasha told the aliens.

"You'll never get the chance again." She then pressed down, a blue light shining over them as they were quickly lifted up. The spear forced out of Steve's hand, followed the light where a type of ship was.

The four walked over to where Vision laid, propped up against a railing. "Can you stand?" Sam asked, helping Wanda lift Vision up.

"Thank you, Captain." Vision thank'd Steve.

"Let's get you on the jet." Steve nodded.

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This was thirty minutes into the movie.
I need to make the chapters longer...