The monster made himself another monster because he couldn't stand being a monster all by himself.I only find myself kissing boys who love to make monsters out of girls.
I pace around the quinjet as we make our way to New Orleans. The last thing on the fucking earth that I want to do right now is deal with this. I knew I would have to one day but why now? I bite my lip nervously and keep pacing. I feel someone grab my arm to stop me. I look up and see Steve.
"Iris, please calm down. We need to go over what we are facing and who these men are." I look into his eyes and let out a shaky sigh.
I move so that I am in the middle of the quinjet, facing all of the faces around me. "These men that we are facing, they are my fault." I fiddle with my hands as I try to avoid eye contact. "It's hard to explain because I know you guys barely know shit about me."
Bucky gets up and stands in front of me. "Why don't you start there then? Let us know more about you." He puts his arm on my shoulder in a comforting fashion, but I can't help but zone out as my mind fills with old memories.
I was in front of the throne. I was on my knees, bowing to the egregious man in front of me that leads a life of nefarious behaviors. I feel him approach my kneeling figure and he puts his hand underneath my chin. He raises my chin up so that I can look into his obsidian eyes.
"Stand and face me my child." I immediately stand up and look right at his wicked face. His cold hands caress my face and I have to hold back from flinching away from his touch. "I made you in my image and I expect excellence. I will not stand for failure or weakness." He grips my face hard as his sharp nails dig into my flesh. I stand there motionless. "If you mess up or show any ounce of mercy, I will burn your already damned soul in hellfire for all of eternity. Do you understand me?"
I nod my head in answer, but he sends a shockwave of pain through my body and I crumble to the ground. "You will answer me verbally. Do you understand me?"
He continues pushing the pain through me, but I knew better than to let the pain get to me. I use all of my strength and stand up to face him. I grunt out a response. "Yes, my lord. I understand." He stops the pain and walks back towards his seat above his servants.
"I made you my second in command for a reason. Do not disappoint me." He makes it to his throne and sits down on his overly large chair. "For when my time runs out as ruler, you shall take my place."
I drop down to my knees again and bow my head. "I will not fail you my lord."
He smirks execrably at me and I stand up and bow again. I turn away and head for the door. "One more thing my child." I turn around and face the flagitious man sitting above me. "You shall call me father now on as I have taken you in as my own."
I lock my jaw and look into his lifeless eyes. "Of course, father." I turn around and walk out of the sinful room.
I hear someone calling out to me and I shake my head and look into their eyes. I see Bucky with a concerned expression on his face. "Iris, are you alright?" I push past him embarrassed and stand more in the center of the quinjet.
I rub my hands together and look back at Bucky. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"
He looks around at the other Avengers around us. "Your eyes turned completely white." He turns back to me as the others stare at me as well. They all have concerned looks on their faces.
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Fanaa (Peter Parker)
FanfictionFanaa (noun):// destruction of the self; destroyed in love. "I destroyed myself for you, why isn't that enough?" Iris Rosati is the reigning ruler of hell. Peter Parker is the angel of the avengers. While they may hate each other, remember, there's...