𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐈𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 • 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

Dont Hold Your Breath

We made it back to SHIELD headquarters. I walked in and put on my regular clothes and walked to where was Elena. I saw here with papers.

"How's that hangover?" I asked her.

"Haha, very funny, Stark. I have a massive headache." I laughed. "How's yours."

"It's called aspirin." She gave me a bitchface. "Where are you going?"

"Alexander Pierce's office." We both walked. "He's my 'boss' but really he just uses me to get the paperwork."

"Lazy ass." We both laughed. "We need to hang out again."

"No drinking that's for sure."

"Maybe." I said. "Well, I'll let you go, so, yeah."

"Bye Stark."

"Bye Copper." And we went to our ways. I went to the training room so I can practice my controlling fire. I walked up and practice. My eyes turned red, the usual, I don't know but something about them changed. I learned that I can play the fire just by moving my fingers. I looked like the Last Airbender, when I was doing the moves. After, 50 minutes, I was done. I got myself a drink and walked the halls of SHIELD. I got a call from Hill, saying that Nick was badly injured, and he might not make it. I ran out of my hotel room and ran to my car and drove to the hospital. I got out of my car ran right into the hospital and right the operating room where they had Nick.

"Is he really going to make it?" I asked. Steve and Maria were there.

"I don't know." Said Steve.

"Tell me about the shooter."

"He was fast. Strong. Had a metal arm."

"Ballistics?"

"Three slugs, no rifling. Completely intractable." Maria said.

"Soviet-made."

"Yeah." Maria looked at me. I looked at Nick.

"He's in V-tach." Said a male nurse.

"Crash cart coming in." Also said a nurse. This cant be happening.

"Nurse, help me with the drape." The doctor told the nurses.

"Bp's dropping."

"Defibrillator!"

"I want you to charge him at 100."

"Don't do this to me, Nick." I said to myself.

"Stand back."

"Three, two, one. Clear."

"Pulse?"

"No pulse."

"Okay, 200, please."

"Stand back!"

"Three, two, one. Clear!"

"Don't do this to me, Nick. Don't do this to me." I said again. I hold back tears. Steve took a step back. Maria cried.

"Time of death, 1:03 am." They said. I looked at the lifeless body of Nick's through the window. Now, I'm looking at Nick's body. I crossed my arms and I quietly cried. Why, why him. I swear, I will find the killer and kill him myself for what he did. I shook my head, wishing he might live. I had my lips together tightly. Tears, flooding down.