This is a short story that just wouldn't fit in the shorts so enjoy. Also The image on the cover was done by Kraionis
TRIGGER WARNING! ABUSE and mentions of RAPE
Tony's Pov:
I'm back...I saved the universe and nothing changed because no one remembers. The only difference is the Tower is fuller. I sat in my chair and stared at the table. I came back to hell...I'm an Omega and I apparently adopted Peter but that wasn't the worst part...no the worst part is I have a fucking collar on and a son with Stane who apparently fucking owns me. You know that wouldn't be to bad, right? No! I'm also fucking pregnant with god knows whos kid cause apparently Stane just whores me out. You think...Oh Tony well it can only go up from here...right? NO! No one knows I fucking exist! I don't even get to see the people I saved...I felt my eyes water...Peter was Stane's kid but I refuse...so he's mine...Miles was taken when he was old enough to not need me...I sat and stared at my table...my workstation...I looked at the bed nearby...I saved everyone...so why am I being punished.
Stephen's Pov:
"You know...I wonder who Miles mother is." Natasha said.
"That's...a good question." Steve said.
"Miles." Peter called and the teen walked over.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Why haven't we ever got to meet your mother?" Sam asked and the teen tensed looking around making us all frown.
"Don't have one." Miles said plastering a smile on his face.
"You have to have one." Peter said.
"Where's my dad?" Miles asked and we all looked at each other.
"He left for a meeting." I said.
"How long ago?" Miles asked.
"Uh...About 30 minutes ago." I said and he looked at us.
"Ok...so...this is weird." Miles said.
"Miles is something wrong?" Steve asked.
"Maybe...I can't talk or ask about my mom in front of him or he gets mad...really mad." Miles said.
"Why?" Peter asked.
"I don't know but I...I don't really remember them...I..." Miles looked sad. "I remember a voice but it wasn't a womans." He said.
"An Omega." Bruce said making us look at him. "Someone like me...I'm not alone?" Bruce asked.
"I don't know I just remember...someone singing to me...and a smile." Miles said.
"I could...help." I said and he looked at me.
"Please." Miles said and moved closer to me...I placed each of my hands on his temples and closed my eyes...I moved through newer memories but didn't find anything until I reached very old memories...Infant memories...I reached out and got one...It was hazy at the edges as I listened to someone sing. I watched through Miles's eyes as we were laid on the table and we looked up at the most beautiful copper eyes...The most beautiful smile as those eyes softened. He's gorgeous...
"Anthony!" The smile faded as we were lifted.
"No! You can't take him to! Obie! Obie! Please!" I heard the clatter and we were moved...I saw the Omega's ankle chained as he reached out.
"He's my son...filth." I watched as the elevator closed before pulling away to see Miles crying.
"What is it?" Peter asked.
"We'll find him...I swear." I said sharing the memory quickly with the others.
"Oh my god." Sam said.
"Do we recognize that room?" T'Challa asked.
"It looks like one of the labs." Bruce said and we looked at him.
"That was so long ago...are we sure he's even..." Natasha stopped looking at Miles.
"Who are we looking for?" Pietro asked walking in and Wanda shared the memory with her brother. "Oh I know that place." He said and we all shot up.
"Where?" Peter asked.
"I ran the whole tower...I can show you." He said.
"Was he down there?" I asked and Miles looked at me with a knowing look...right he heard what I thought.
"I didn't check behind any doors but I'll show you the floor." Pietro said.
Tony's Pov:
"You can't...just keep doing...this to me." I signed weakly holding my daughter awkwardly.
"I'll schedule your next Alpha for your heat." He said and hooked the ankle chain back on.
"I...hate you." I signed weakly and he took her from me.
"I'll be sure to tell her new parents that." He said and walked out the door.
"Bastard." I passed out...
"Just break it down..." I opened my eyes my body still aching as my head laid on the desk...Wish I could be in my bed.
"Hey it takes finesse." I frowned...I looked at the door...What?
"Let me show you finesse." The door suddenly unlocked and my eyes widened when it opened showing...Stephen Strange...Oh my god...they found me...play dumb.
"I swear you are su-" Clint stopped as they looked at me. "Holy shit...We found him!" Clint shouted and I realized...If Obie found out they found me. "He looks pale." Clint said next to me.
"Move." Bruce!? Bruce I fucking missed you...Wait they don't know me. "Hi...I'm Bruce." He said softly as he walked over.
"He smells like...Oh." Clint paled and looked at me. "Fuck, Bruce we need to get him medical attention." Clint said touching my forehead.
"Why?" Bruce asked now close and he paled. "Fuck...Someone break these chains now!" Bruce snapped and Steve moved quickly snapping them.
"I don't understand...What's going on?" Peter asked.
"It's alright...your going to be ok." Bruce said softly...I know.
"Ok what are we missing?" Natasha asked.
"His smell...It smells like he just gave birth." Clint said and I moved making them all look at me as I tried to get up but my body was lead so I dropped back down.
"Easy...Someone want to carry him?" Bruce asked.
"Better idea." Stephen said and his cloak moved. "So he won't have someone he don't know holding him." He said.
"Works for me." Bruce said and I was lifted then floated on my back...My vision got blotchy but I saw him...I made a whine reaching for Miles weakly and he was next to me in a second.
"It's ok...We'll take care of you, Dad." He said softly...I smiled at him and his eyes watered before the world went dark.
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After The War? (IronStrange)
FanfictionIt's a short story that wouldn't fit in the short stories book so enjoy...
