Beautiful Ruins

Chapter 8

I walk back into Stark towers and head up to my room. None of the avengers are anywhere to be seen and I'm not that keen to jump into a conversation with any of them. I've gotten off to a good start with Tony, but it's still at the beginning, though a part of me definitely wants it to grow into something, I can tell Tony does want a relationship with me, it's just complicated.

I see Natasha hovering outside my room, I guess she's finally ready to have a conversation. I'm not exactly looking forward to this conversation, she'll be a lot more closed off than Tony, she's literally an ex-spy for crying out loud.

"Hey" I say, stopping and standing in front of her. Her red hair is pulled back into a high ponytail and she's wearing blue jeans and black singlet top, she looks a lot more approachable when she's dressed like that.

"How was school?" Natasha asks, opening my door and heading into my room. I put my bag down on the school and sit on the end of my bed with Natasha sitting down on a chair. She begins to fiddle with her nails.

"Good, I understood my classes for the most part and I met some of Peter's friends" I answer. I wasn't worried about not understanding the work, I don't really think that I am going to end up going to college in the future. "MJ actually invited me to a party, and I was hoping I could go if that's okay, I've just never really been the new kid and had to make friends so I thought it could be a good icebreaker." I close my eyes, I'm rambling too much, Natasha will see that I'm nervous. I need to remember that although she is my mother, she's still a master spy and ex-assassin.

Natasha glances at me and I try my best to keep my face neutral and my body relaxed. I don't know why I'm trying to go to a party, I don't have any friends aside from Peter and I'm not interested in getting drunk. I need my full awareness at all times, I can't drink and risk losing control of myself.

"Sure" Natasha says after a few moments of uncomfortable silence. "I trust Peter." Not you, she didn't say it but it's there. I'm not surprised, none of the avengers have a reason to trust me, they would've all seen the footage that Fury showed me.

"I really didn't know" I say, wanting her to believe me. I feel like if she hears it from me there's a more a chance of that. Something tells me that she believes I knew about the bomb. She's stayed away from me and I'm sure it's mostly to do with the fact she's just found out she has a kid, but another part is probably her not wanting me as a daughter.

"Fury told us everything, he seems convinced you had no idea about the bomb or about us" Natasha says glancing at me. I frown, I genuinely had no idea about her and Tony being my biological parents, does she think this is some kind of trick? "Fury's good at sensing out these sorts of things."

I look away, my mind flashing back to when the building blew up. Fury might've been trying to manipulate me but he had a point when he said somebody who loved you wouldn't make you do that unknowingly. I close my eyes as I think of Mystique, I have so many questions for her that I'll never get to ask.

"You don't believe me?" I ask, a dull feeling coming over my entire body. My palms are sweaty, so I wipe them on my dress, I don't meet Natasha's eyes.

"I'm not good at trusting people" Natasha admits, surprising me with the revelation. "I have a bad habit of just looking at people's flaws."

"And I'm a flaw individual with a complicated past" I say, I have a lot of work to do if I'm going to try and remove some of the blood on my hands, I just have no idea where to start. Tony wants me staying out of this, but I don't think that's possible. I've done terrible things, what kind of person would I be if I didn't at least try to make up for some of it? It will never bring back the people I killed, but I can save future lives if I expose the x-men for who they really are, and I can stop my friends from getting more blood on their hands.