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𝙅𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠, daughter of the legendary 𝙏𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠, has always been surrounded by greatness. Raised within the powerful and vibrant world of the Avengers, Jules was taught to harness...
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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑻𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆. Jules sat at the kitchen island, staring at her untouched bowl of cereal. The events of the night before weighed heavily on her mind, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed inside her. It was so weird.
Tony entered the room with his usual energy, a cup of coffee in hand. He noticed her sitting there, lost in thought, and raised an eyebrow. "You okay, Firefly? You look like you didn't sleep a wink."
Jules forced a smile, trying to push the anxiety aside. "I'm fine, Dad. Just... had a weird dream, that's all."
Tony nodded, though the concern in his eyes didn't fade. He leaned against the counter, studying her for a moment. "Weird how? Like, scary weird, or 'I was flying around in a flying car with Captain America' weird?"
Jules laughed lightly, grateful for the distraction. "More like the first one, I guess. But it's no big deal."
He didn't seem entirely convinced, but he didn't push the matter. "Well, if you ever want to talk about it, you know where to find me. Or, you know, one of the other Avengers. We've all had our share of weird dreams."
Jules nodded, grateful for his support, but she knew she couldn't tell him about what she had seen. Not yet. "Actually, Dad... I was wondering if I could talk to Captain Marvel today."
Tony raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Carol? Sure, but what's on your mind? She's usually out on missions, but I can get in touch with her if it's important."
Jules hesitated, searching for the right words. "It's nothing urgent. I just... I wanted to ask her about something. Something I heard about, and I figured she might know more."
Tony's curiosity was clearly piqued, but he didn't press her for details. "Alright, I'll give her a call. She'll probably be here by lunch if she's not off-world. But if it's something about your powers or anything else, you know you can always talk to me too, right?"
