Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Y/n POV
2 months after Ultron
I should’ve taken backup when I had the chance. I tried to call Steve, Tony, Natasha, and I tried sending messages to Clint and Vision, no response. I knew that meant they weren’t receiving the messages because Tony would’ve flown in from any part of the world the minute he read the text or heard the voicemails. I had not run low on emotions to force into people since I was in constant fear. I was disconnected from my team with no help, and the moment I revealed my location to the enemy, I would die or worse, be taken in. I walked into the main control room, I had successfully snuck into the base and it was going to blow up. I hid explosives in the thermostats, computer panels, and monitors. I turned to leave with a fake flash drive in my hand in case someone went to confront me. I was about to step out when I was met with an all too familiar face. “Father.” I spat, glowering at him. “Y/n, it’s been so long,” he said, smiling and going to hug me, I pressed a gun over his heart. “So, not very... happy to see your old man?” He chuckled. I growled, “never, you destroyed my life.” “I saved your life! Your mother would’ve destroyed you from the outside in,” he yelled. “You destroyed me from the inside out!” I said, attaching an explosive to his chest. He returned the favor and put one over my heart that had one word: Hammer. Justin freaking Hammer. One of my least favorite people to ever walk on the face of the planet.
I shoved him aside and ran into the hallway, climbed into an air duct and escaped out of the building just as it exploded. I grabbed my phone and dialed Tony’s number. It went through! Tony answered sounding annoyed, “yes? Who is this?” “Tony! It’s me, Y/n,” I sobbed in relief. “I’ve been trying to call you for months!” He said, a breath of relief escaping him. “Me too... the HYDRA base was intercepting all my messages, transmissions, and calls. That’s not the point right now, how well do you know Hammer Tech bombs?” I asked, panicking now and looking at the small explosive on my chest. “Pretty well, why?” He asked. “Do you know how to deactivate one that is on the demo setting?” I asked, staring at it. “Yes, wait, why?!” He asked again, I took in a shaky breath. “I saw... a soldier, he stuck one to my chest and he’s dead now so I don’t know what to do,” I said, covering up the fact that it was my father. “Okay, umm, let me pull that up. Okay, you see 4 buttons right?” He asked. I looked and saw 4 buttons, “yeah.” “Press the 2nd one to the left, you’re looking down on it right?” “Yep, okay I pressed it, oh a card just popped out,” I said. “Okay, pull that out and press the 4th button, the one farthest to the right,” Tony instructed. I pulled it out and pressed the 4th button. “Now what?” “Press the third button twice, then put the card back in.” I pressed the third button twice and put the card back in, the explosive detached from my chest.
“It’s off, thanks,” I said, letting out a breath of relief. “Good, do me a favor and put it on the guy’s charred body, he deserves it,” Tony growled. “Haha, okay,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I’ll be back soon,” I reassured, it came out as more of a whisper. “You better be,” he whispered back, then the line disconnected. I stared at the phone, feeling his whisper linger in my mind. “I love you,” I said into the screen, knowing he couldn’t hear me.
I gathered my small amount of belongings and summoned large purple wings that attached to my back. The color was affected by my mood, purple meant fear and relief. The amount of fear that I’d kept bottled up inside me was overpowering most of my mind. I’d recently discovered I could make wings with my emotions, I didn’t know if they could get me to Tony in a week, month, or few days, but I’d get there soon enough.
Timeskip
It had been a week and I was back in New York. I made my wings disappear and I walked into Tony’s tower. “Hey Friday?” I called out, a smile on my face. “Miss Y/n! What do you need?” Friday said, sounding happy at my return. “Where’s Tony?” I asked. “He is currently in his room, he will be out within a few minutes.” Friday said. “Perfect, thanks Friday,” I said, walking into the elevator.
I reached Tony’s floor and waited for him by the bar counter. He walked out of his room and saw me. “Friday? Am I dreaming?” He asked. “No, sir,” Friday responded, sounding amused. I ran to him and jumped in his arms, “I missed you so much,” I said, burying my face into the crook of his neck. He lifted me up and spun me around, making me squeal. “Y/n, you’re beaten up,” he said, checking me over. “I’m fine,” I said, sinking into Tony’s chest. “C’mon babe, let me take care of you,” he said, leading me to the medical area. “Fine, but only a little bit, then we’re getting to bed,” I insisted. “Okay, okay,” Tony said, supporting my weight, which I was currently having trouble doing.
After he cleaned up all my wounds, we went to bed and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.