Alright guys, this one shot will be a bit different than anything you've probably read before. I got this idea after watching a video called "Reading The Worst Things People Have Ever Done" by Jubilee on YouTube. See, this video kinda hit close to home because these confessions are things you can never reverse, and those people will always hold that guilt for the rest of their lives. Like one of them was "I made a girl fall in love with me and never talked to her again." Can you imagine that happening? It would be truly and honestly heart breaking. So I thought I would do something similar for this fanfic. Also, the characters have different backgrounds in this. Enjoy. .

Disclaimer: There are some mentions of past rape in this, so be warned

What Is Your Biggest Regret You Have?

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"The last thing I said to my parents before they passed away was I hate you." Tony read aloud. His expression quickly went grave.

"Damn." Tony laughed nervously. He licked his slightly chapped lips and swallowed. "Well, shit." He then stared down at his feet, feeling the tears prick in his eyes.

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Today was team bonding day, and they all wanted to find out more about each other. They had been on a team for a while now and wanted to know more about each other.

"But, Mr.Stark, we already know so much about each other!" Peter exclaimed as he sat in the ceiling.

Tony sighed. "I've know a lot of you more than others but I don't know that much. I know what you guys want me to know. Same with everyone else here. We only tell what we want to tell, but we all have secrets." Tony paused from his pacing. Everyone's eyes were glued on him. Tony then sighed. "I know every single one of us has been through some crap in our lives, but I only know the stuff that doesn't hit as deep to all of you. So, if you guys are willing... would you like to anonymously answer a question?" Tony paused and looked up. "What is the biggest regret you have?"

Everyone paused for a while, until T'Challa spoke up.

"I will do it." He pulled Shuri closer to his side.

"As will I." She replied.

"I guess." Came a solemn voice.

"Why not."

"Yeah."

"M'kay."

"Alright. I guess we can do this. But to keep it anonymous while we are in the room, we will have a robot made by a random intern mix up the cards we print. We can't write because we might be able to tell who's handwriting it is. We will also me wearing masks that will be soundproof until it is your chance to read. You are able to see out of the masks, but you aren't able to see in. And we will never reveal who's card was who's unless you choose to at the end once they are all said." Tony finished.

"Damn, Tony." Rhodey chuckled humorlessly. "You really thought this through."

"And so will you."

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"I'll go first." Natasha stated. She cleared her throat and began. "I jokingly made fun of a close friend of mine with topics I knew he was sensitive about, like his home life, his relationship with his girlfriend at the time, and his appearance. Every day I saw how he started to change physically and mentally, but I chose to ignore it. Until one day, when I got the news that he had hung himself." Natasha finished. "Well..." she began, but was cut off by a sniff. Even Natasha had feelings and she knew what it felt like to want to die. "Man that's- that's tough. You can never reverse what you did and never will it be right, but whoever you are, with the person you have become you have made things right. You chose to better yourself from your past ways. No, what you did will never be ok, but what you can do will be what matters. As long as you become a better person, which I know you have because nobody in this room is cruel, everything will be ok."  She paused before hoarsely asking, "So who wants to go next? "

"I-I will." Came Shuri's voice. "Alright, here I go." She inhaled sharply and began to read. "Once I met a women, who's husband had passed away, online and we became very close. I then asked her out on a date and never showed up. I blocked all her ways of contact me and deleted all conversations we've ever had." Shuri smiled to cover up the hurt she felt from reading that. She couldn't imagine the amount of guilt someone would feel from doing that. The women had already felt so much pain from her husbands death and to have her heart broken a second time must have been life shattering. "Well whoever you are," Shuri started. Her voice was laced with childlike sadness. "Just know that you may feel guilty about what you've done, and you may want to see her again, and yeah, you may feel like the shittiest person on earth, but I know nobody here would do that on purpose. Nobody here would do such a thing without a reason. I mean yeah, your actions weren't the best, and you could of done so many other things that would have been a much better solution, but there's always two sides to the story. You aren't a band person and you cannot hold yourself accountable the rest of your life. Many factors contribute to this and you just being an ass without reason is not one of them." Shuri finished with her head dipped low and her hands in her lap.

"I'll go now." Tony stated in his normal overly confident voice. "The last thing I said to my parents before they passed away was I hate you." Tony read aloud. His expression quickly went grave.

"Damn." Tony laughed nervously. He licked his slightly chapped lips and swallowed. Most of the people sitting in this room had parents when were long gone or had recently passed in the last 5-10 years. Tony knew death like a brother and he knew how it felt to loose your parents. A mother. A Father.  Whether your parents are good or bad, they are your parents. You will always feel guilty for saying something like that and not being able to apologize. One of your loved ones died of a broken heart. And it's all on you. "Well, shit." He then stared down at his feet, feeling the tears prick in his eyes. He paused for a while before speaking up.

"See, I-I'm not the best person with this kind of stuff. But I do know how you feel. I know that the words "I hate you", have a very, very big impact on someone. And no, I cannot say it was right for you to say it, but I also can't say it was wrong because I wasn't there. But I can tell you this. Carrying around this guilt for the rest of your life will be the death of you. And I do not mean the lightly. This will hold you back so much. Guilt holds you captive, and sometimes it feels like you can't let it go. Saying something to someone and not being able to take it back is something that will always be with you, but you cannot let it control you. You're better than that. Everyone in this room is better than that. I'm sorry that you can't reverse time for what you said. But yeah, you said it. You didn't apologize. But how were you supposed to know that a tragedy would strike? How were you supposed to know you wouldn't get a chance to make it up? And by the sound of it, these parents were very caring. If they were caring, I bet they forgive you. Don't let this hold you back."

The room went silent for a moment before Thor decided to speak up. "Alright. My letter reads, "I kept telling my family I would go visit them after I left them back in the late 2000's when I got off work, but I never did and now I lost all contact with them completely."" Thor sat up straighter is his chair and adjusting his hands as he paced the note down.

"I might not- Being that I wasn't born here, this might not make as much sense would of anyone else has said it. I know, that your life spans are much, much shorter than mine, and once you loose them, it will be hard to get them back. I have thousands of years to search, while you only have a fraction of what I've. I know not of a family of my own, but I know that loosing your husband or wife, your children will hurt very much. I'm assuming the team is all you have now. But keep your head up, you could have had many reasons to not visit them, but we, as a team will always be together. Always. This is not your fault you lost contact, your wife or husband could have given you information or would of told you something, but I'm assuming your absence made them angry and purposefully loose contact with you. This was never your fault entirely, and everyone makes mistakes. But this wasn't all on you so do not hold yourself accountable."

"I-I-I'll go now, I-I mean if that's ok." Peter was already on the verge of tears. He was a sensitive person but tried not to show his emotions around everyone else, and when he did that he turned into a awkward stuttering mess. "When I was a kid, I was sexually assaulted by a man every night for almost a year, and I didn't tell anyone." Peter finally let the tears trickle down his face, and a single sob dry sob escape his mouth. A few moments later when he got it together he spoke up. "I-I kind of know how you feel. W-When I was younger, a man who went by Skip would make me do things I-I didn't wanna do. He would show me dirty magazines and say, "Why don't we try some of these things, Einstein?" He showed m-me them often but only the last time he showed me had...he...you know....went all the way." Peter saw as everyone's heads snapped towards his direction. Peter never really told them about anything that personal so this being the first must've been quite the shock. "I was-was a wreck for weeks and weeks, but I-I told my aunt and she got me help and now he's in jail. The fact that, you didn't... is what you regret. You suffered way more than you should have and if you had just told someone, that would of made things so much easier for you. You regret the fact that you could of changed how you acted, you regret not being able to stop it in the first place. See, I know you might regret how you didn't tell anyone, but really, d-dude, that's a hard this to confess. It took all my will power to tell someone, and it was hard. It's ok that you were scared, a-and it's fine that you changed, it's your way of coping on your own when nobody was there to help you. Unless you tell someone face to face, then this could break you. Your façade isn't the real you, though it might seem like it is now, it's not. And if you just speak up now, you will feel better, not perfect, but better. But I-I don't want to make it feel like I'm forcing you to speak... I'm just saying. But seriously, if you wanna talk, you can come to me and I-I won't tell anybody..."

"My turn." Came Steve's tough voice. "There was a big train speeding in the wrong direction and I knew if I just pushed this pregnant lady a bit into the tracks, that it could help the train stop. And so I did." Steve went straight to the point. "Look, what you did, is a bit controversial, but who knows? You could of saved hundreds of lives over 2. Yeah, that would be extremely painful to the husband if his wife and child had passed away, but you also have to think of how many other families you have saved. Maybe there were 3 other pregnant women o that train, who knows. We can never save everyone."

The group kept sharing until it was all through, but the hardest part was taking off the masks. No longer were their emotions concealed, but now they felt vulnerable.

"Damn you Tony." Sam chuckled humorlessly as tears slowly slid down his face. "Damn you."

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After that day, the team had been closer than ever. There was even more communication and connections within the team. They were even closer than they had ever been. Even though it took many tears and confessions, eventually it all worked out in the end. They no longer felt trapped in their guilt. They were free.