No Accidental Meetings With Souls (Tony Stark x reader)

Meeting

A/N: The above pic is of you stressed of the constant visions in your room. If you guys don't like the aesthetic then you can imagine some other one.

You sat there on the frigid floor, a pistol in your hand, closed eyes, thinking of your previous visions. At a moment, a thought crossed your mind. Soulmates. Everyone had one. Patrick met his soulmate long when he was 25. She died in the Sokovia accident due to Ultron. That's why he didn't want Victoria to meet hers. The pain is too intolerable. He didn't want Vicky to suffer the way he did. Yet, Vicky met him, had a surreptitious relationship got pregnant. Somehow, when Patrick found out, he murdered Vicky's soulmate. You had to have one too. What if it was Tony Stark all this time. Your vision's may have a connection to your soulmate. But what if your mind was just playing. A battle was being fought in your mind. You wanted truth. How could you trust anyone when you couldn't trust yourself?

Ultron. He tingled in your brain. Patrick wanted Hydra to revive him. When Patrick lost his soulmate, he swore on the day of her funeral that he would remind Stark of the pain he caused. That he'd take away Stark's soulmate away and make him remind a mistake he would never forget. Revenge. That's what he wanted.

Before more thoughts could barge in, Patrick and Dr. Darson came in your room.

"Y/N......" Patrick called.
"What?" You demanded
"I think we have a solution to your problems."
"Oh really? Or do you want me to be filled up with lies?" You shot.
"Really Y/N, I want the best for you. Dr. Darson has helped many assassins with this problem. It may help you." You got up and finally looked into Patrick's eyes.

He led you to the main lab that is used for experimenting. Darson laid you on the metal bed while a scan was run. A few holograms appeared on the screen as Darson studied it.

"I think these are connections from the past. However through the facts I know none of them seem to approve." He stated in his British accent, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him.

"How can't you? It's not like my body wants to see some random brain-eating incidents." You insisted.

He barely mustered a nod before catching a hidden glare from Patrick. He was surely disquieted by him. He pretended to study the holograms once more.
"I'm sorry, I can't figure it out." He said.
"What the fuck! I ain't stayin' in that hell-hole!" You exclaimed.
"What else could we do? These scans are never wrong." You glared at him, whilst pushing Patrick and walking away. You walked to your room again. And again you felt like déjà-vu.

*Vision*
(Refer to chapter: "Vulnerable" for more understanding.)
You heard knocking on the door. The room around you was very modern, bright and big opposed to your small, simple and dark room at the base.

"Go away! Whoever you are! Go away!" You yelled. You didn't know why.
"Y/N, It's me, Tony. Won't you let me in?" An alluring masculine voice said, somehow familiar. You grumbled a bit and opened the door only to see that man.......the man who haunted you. Tony Stark.
"What  do you want?" You demanded.
"Let's talk." He stated, his brown orbs showing concern and sincerity.
"What about no?" You said sternly. 'Good job, Y/N, let Stark know I'm annoyed to see him.' You thought.
"I want to help you, Y/N, please....." He insisted.
"Fine." You let him sit next you in the bed. 'You moron, why did you let him in?!' You think again, angrily to yourself.
"I know you lost you parents but hey, even I lost mine, Y/N, we can't cling to anything forever." He said, hugging you. You fell to his strangely warm embrace.
"B-but they were the last bits of family, I-I had. Sure t-they were abu*hick*abusive, but they are st-still my parents. I have no one now." You sobbed on to his shirt.
"You have the Avengers, but most importantly you have me, Y/N, remember what I said. I love you more than anyone. Not with your body,with your soul. I know,we just met but there is something called love at first sight. I've experienced it, when I saw you." Tony kissed your hair.
"R-really?" You hicked.
"Really........So do you wanna be mine? Hehehehe..." He nervously chuckled.
"Tony Stark asking for a girlfriend?" You smiled and said.
"For you, always."
"Then, that's a yes, hon." You winked and kissed him, to which, he gladly kissed back.

*Vision Over*

You shook your head ferociously. No way. Were you actually his girlfriend? That was impossible. It was sure that your mind was mingling with you, with certitude. You let out a fretful sob. You were worried about your well-being.
"What's happening to me?" You cried. But then you decided to woman-up.
"No. I'm a master assassin, Black-Bolt. I could kill more than 200 people in a day. I can't cry." You wiped your tears.
Vicky came in and saw your situation.
"Y/N, you ok?" She asked.
"Yeah I am." You lied.
"Well, Patrick has scheduled a meeting, now."
"Who all are coming?"
"You, me, Callarine, the twins."
"You mean the famous Smith spies?" You asked.
"Yeah." You nodded and headed to the meeting room. Patrick and Calarine were standing in front of the screen, the twins sat down along with you and Vicky. Patrick and Callarine started the meeting in a bit,
"So accordingly, we want Ultron. To revive him. All of you know that. But we need Stark to do the work." Patrick started.
"For that, we'll aim on what he loves. Such that those people are vulnerable. And the only option seems to be the one and only Morgan Stark." Callarine continued.
"We won't take her away. We'll use her to take away Stark. Then we will revive Ultron. You know the drill." Patrick stated.
"So you are telling, Eren and Elina will play the same power cut trick their famous for. And I will capture Stark." You guessed.
"Exactly."
"Okay. That's easy. When's the time."
"Today midnight." Callarine stated. The meeting was called off as you got ready for your mission. A part of you was telling not to kill Stark. Because of your connections and flashbacks. But you had to do it. For that was your job.