Between Worlds

5

Riley's P.O.V.
After a long hour of anxious waiting, an oddly loud noise came from the landing pad on the terrace.
This is it. The moment I have been waiting for most of my life-- being able to meet my father.
A large red and gold suit like thing hovers above the floor then land making a loud clang of metal on the cement balcony. Steve reaches over and squeezes my hand for reassurance and gives me a hopeful smile. The suit opens in, spitting out a tall man with black hair and a stubble of a mustache. His brown eyes sparkle as the setting sun catches the making them shine like muddy diamonds. Tony Stark.
He strides towards the doors with confidence without seeing who was sitting in his living room.
When he walks in he mutters a 'hello, Capt.' and heads straight to the bar, but before he could trace his favorite type of alcohol hidden behind the bar stand, he walks backwards till he stands in front of me.
"I'm, I'm not trying to be rude, but who are you?" He asked impatiently.
I stand up and hold outnumbered hand for him to shake "My name is Riley Lucas." I fiddle my hand into my pocket and find the letter from mom addressed to him and hand it to him "My mother told me to give this to you when I meet you." I ramble on, obviously nervous.
He takes a few minutes to read the letter the he looks up at me.
"What the hell is this letter talking about? It's like a revolving door, that you can never find a way out of."
I sigh and rake my fingers through my now ratty hair. "It means that legally, you have been named as my permanent parental guardian from now until I reach the age of 18."
"WHY have I been named your parental guardian?"
Because... I'm your daughter."