Golden Days✓ Tony Stark [Book 3]

35: Time Heist.

"All right. We have a plan. Six Stones, three teams. One shot." Steve says as we all looked at the screen that displayed our various destinations.

The Soul and Power Stones in space in 2014; The Reality Stone in Asgard, 2013; and the Space, Mind, and Time Stones in New York City, 2012.

'Five years ago, we lost.' Steve's voice rings in my head. 'All of us. We lost friends…We lost family…We lost a part of ourselves.'

I walked out of the changing room and run into Pietro.

"Hey, Vi." He greets and I let out a shaky smile.

I don't have to say anything, he understands and pulls me into a hug.

"Everything is going to work out. We'll be fine." He tells me.

He's going with Rhodey and Nebula to Morag, while Clint and Nat goes to Vormir.

"Everyone is going to be okay." He continues and I nodded.

"Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back."

With a determined look on my face, I walked towards the quantum tunnel. I stood between dad and Steve.

"One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. But it doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we're gonna win." He looks between dad and I. "Whatever it takes."
"Good luck."

"He's pretty good at that." Rocket muttered.

"Right?" Scott agreed.

"All right. You heard the man. Stroke those keys, jolly green." Dad called out to Bruce, who joined us on the platform.

"Tractors engaged."

Nat and I shared a smile, her enthusiasm relieving my worries.
"See you in a minute."

All our helmets slip on and we all shrunk down into the quantum realm, coming out at different points in the past.

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"All right, we all have our assignments." Steve says as soon as we landed in the chaos of the battle. "Two Stones uptown, one Stone, down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock."

Hulk passed by us, smashing a Chitauri continuously, while it's partner fled. We glanced back at Bruce, who covers his face in embarrassment.

"Feel free to smash a few things along the way." Steve added.

"I think it's gratuitous, but whatever." He says as he walked away from us.

He tears off his tank top, walking calmly towards a car. He tries to imitate Hulk's roar but what came out was pathetic, compared to what was displayed in front of us a few seconds ago.

"This is embarrassing." I muttered as I watched him throw a motor bike.

A couple of minutes later, dad and I were hanging off the building opposite the tower.

"Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like they're just about wrapped up here." Dad informs Steve.

"Got it. I'm approaching the elevator now." Steve responds.

Dad and I flew into the building, landing quietly behind our past selves. I blocked myself from Loki and my past self's head.

"If it's all the same to you…I'll have that drink now." I heard Loki's voice say and I let out a soft smile.