Calla Lily

Chapter 1

There were perks to being the Mistress of Death. Constantly being reborn when you died was one of them. Her first life was when Calla Lily Potter became the Mistress of Death by gathering all of Deaths gifts that had been given to the Peverell brothers. Calla had beat a Dark Lord and lived a long and amazing life. When she had died at the age of 135, she greeted Death like an old friend. She had reunited with her loved ones for a few years before moving on to be reborn. 

She was always reborn into a different world, it was exciting. When she was reborn this time, she realized quickly that she had never been to this world before. Hopefully it was fun!

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Calla Lily Stark was born on July 31, 1988, to Howard and Maria Stark. She had been a surprise to them both. Maria was happy, Howard not so much. Her mother doted on her, she was a little princess that came right before she was too old. Howard was more worried about his company and finding Captain America than he was raising a daughter he didn't ask for. 

Calla's big brother was another story. When Tony was home, he spent every moment he could with her. From a young age, Tony was hailed a genius, but he never let that separate him from his sister. He would call his mother just so his sister could hear his voice and wouldn't forget him. Tony knew their father didn't want another kid, he could barely stand Tony, so he made sure he was there for Calla. 

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Tony had begged his parents to leave Calla with him while they left for their trip. She was four, a boring conference was no place for her. He didn't want to let his mother go either but knew she wouldn't let his father go alone. Calla had cried when Tony told her goodbye, she was four but her mind had come back to its full self when she was two and she knew Tony was her favorite person ever. Howard of course denied them both, so Calla ended up going on the trip that would have consequences.

The gunshots had scared Calla, she screamed when her father wrecked the car. She called out for her mother until she heard the motorcycle. Quickly pulling her little power to her, she was invisible and silent. The man on the motorcycle walked over to her father who had gotten his door open. 

Calla watched as the man killed her father, she was terrified. When the man walked towards her mother, Calla had tried to save her, tried to push her magic out but the man walked right through it. The man killed her mother, that image would never leave her mind. When the man turned to walk away, he glanced at the back seat, she knew he couldn't see her but he paused like he had seen something. His image would forever be burned in her memory, the mask, dark hair in his eyes, and a metal arm.

Calla had been trapped with her parent's bodies until Shield arrived. When they noticed she was alive, they quickly called Aunt Peggy to come for her. She played the child act, adults tend to speak freely when they don't think a child can understand. She listened as they told Aunt Peggy what to tell Tony and how they were going to play this. 

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Tony was only eighteen and now he was responsible for his three-year-old baby sister. Aunt Peggy told him of the accident, how his parents died on impact and Calla only survived because of her seat. Calla kept hold of her brother, she wouldn't ever let him out of her sight. Aunt Peggy explained that they would handle all of the funeral arrangements and she would contact Jarvis when everything was set. She left, leaving the two alone. 

Tony didn't move, he was mourning and not sure what to do. They were orphans now. He jumped when a small hand grabbed his.

"Bubby" Calla said quietly.

Tony pulled her over to him, snuggling into her. "Oh Bunny, what are we going to do? I'm not responsible enough to raise a kid. How could they think I was" he was panicking.