Mischief's Heir

Stark

  "Guys I think you should come and see this," a man's voice boomed as I faded in and out of consciousness.

  "Holy shit she's alive," a female voice said as I was lifted off the ground, and everything faded away.

  "Tony she's been missing for almost a year, there's no telling what they did to her."

  "I'm aware, but she's strong, I'm not letting anything happen to her," a man's voice said sadly as someone's hand brushed through my hair.

  "There's not honestly even a one hundred percent chance of her waking up, and if she does who knows what will happen," a different male voice said as I felt a large, cold hand in mine, and a small huff of cold air on my arm.

  "Please wake up Jess, I'm not losing you too," the same sad voice said from next to me. I didn't know who they are, but I felt sorry for them.

  "Tony, I know this is hard, but it's already been two weeks since we found her. If she doesn't wake up soon Bruce said there's nothing more that can be done."

  "You don't know because she's the only family I have left," he spat as his hand slipped from mine.

  "I already lost all my family, so yeah I do know Stark, and I had her too," the other man spat as I forced my eyes to flutter open.

  "J-Jessica," the tall man with black hair, and brown eyes said as he walked towards me, and I moved away.

  "Jess, it's me your uncle remember," he said as I shook my head, and saw all hope drain from his face.

  "I don't know who either of you are," I said as I saw them look at each other, and the blonde one looked at me with sad eyes.

  "Don't you remember anything?"

  "No...at least I don't think so," I said as I tried to think back, only remembering the many conversations they had in here over the last two months.

  "They wiped her memory like they did with Bucky," the blonde one said as he walked towards me slowly, and I climbed off the hospital bed, ripping the IVs out of my arm.

  "Jessica calm down," the black haired one said as I held my hands up, and walked backwards, walking into someone.

  "Jess, remember, Tony, Steve, and Clint come on you know this," he said as I tried to stop my nervous breathing.

  "No, no just stop," I said as they all tried to calm me down.

  "I said stop," I yelled as ice coated the floor and half way up the walls.

  "Steve, her necklace, do you still have it," Tony asked as he nodded, pulling the golden necklace from his pocket.

  "This was from your mother, she died, but I raised you," he said, handing it to me as I examined it.

  "I want to believe you, but I'm sorry, I just don't remember," I said as he nodded.

  "It's okay, but you need to stay here where you'll be safe, this is your home," Tony said as he helped me put the necklace on.

  "Steve, show her to her room please," Tony said as he walked away from me, and Steve walked closer, giving me a gentle smile as he showed me the way.

  "I don't remember you now, but I want to, trust me I do, is there anything that may jog my memory," I asked as we walked through an empty hall.

  "Maybe, but it can wait, I don't want to overwhelm you with too much too quick," he smiled as I nodded, and he opened a door to reveal a large lime green bedroom.