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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ talkin' 'bout my girl. . .
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𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃. . . an eight year old girl
stands on Tony Starks doorstep,
claiming to be his daughter, altering
his entire life...
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CARMEN FONTANA FELT USELESS.
she could feel her heart painfully thumping against her chest, leaving her palms sweaty and forcing tears to stain her cheeks. she was so scared. her father had been attacked right before her eyes, and she couldn't do anything to prevent it. she had never dealt with anything like this before, and she was almost positive that no one else had seen what seen had.
Carmen release a small grunt as Tony stumbled against her, losing his balance and thudding against the wall of the elevator that led to his Lab. whatever Obadiah had done to paralyze tony was hardly wearing off. Carmen, wanting nothing more than to help her father, rushing toward him as soon as Obadiah left, asking him what she could do to make it better. she received no answer, only watching as his dark brown eyes shifted towards the hallway to his Lab.
she didn't waste another moment before helping him to his feet.
and so, here they stood, waiting to be released from the elevator that smoothly shifted between floors. Carmen viciously gnawed on her bottom lip until metallic crimson stained her tongue. ding! the door slid open, and she didn't hesitate before shakily guiding Tony into his lab. the billionaire lifted his arm, a heavy breath falling from his lips as he pointed to a nearby desk. Carmen spotted a large, glowing artifact that was enclosed in a glass display.
she led him towards it, releasing her grip on him and allowing him to curl his fingers around the desk in an attempt to stabilize himself. he took in a sharp breath as he swiftly fell to the ground.
"Tony!" she cried out, bending down to aid him. his chest rose and fell, and she didn't hesitate before reaching for the glass case on the desk that held his old arc reactor. she knelt down beside him, extending the display case toward him and wiping her tears with her free hand. the billionaire shifted his eyes toward her, watching as the fearful glint in her eyes amplified.
