chapter fourteen: lucinda the bitch

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Jenna Louise Coleman as Lucinda 


"Sister." The woman greeted with a low purr. She was abnormally gorgeous, even if she wore a tight dark blue dress and heels instead of the armor that Titania wore proudly. Titania's gaze was locked on the man behind her and the woman chuckled, flicking her wrist.

It was like lightening how fast the man reacted, sprinting forward and shifting into a bear sized wolf. Izzy barely notice the woman and man disappear in a flash of light as her eyes were on the wolfman. 

Titania brought her sword up and with a few sharp jabs, the wolf was on the ground unconscious with a wound on his shoulder. 

"What just happened?" Izzy asked her friend. Titania just eyed the road, seeing no woman or man she turned back to the wolf who turned back to a man. 

"The woman was Lucinda, the man Lucifer and this..." She dropped to her knees and plunged her sword into the ground, stroking his cheek softly. "-is Gray, my Gray." Izzy stared at her in disbelief. She'd heard stories about "The Gray" but seeing him up close? Unbelievable. 

"What the hell?" Izzy groaned, she'd forgotten about the party. Her father quickly dropped down from the porch and hurried over to them. 

"Someone tell what's going on right now." He snapped. 

"Long story." Titania muttered, wrapping an arm around "Gray's" shoulder and began lifting him up. He groaned loudly. "A little help here, Isabelle?" 

"Yeah." Izzy replied, helping the werewolf up. 

"I hate angels." Gray groaned. He was abnormally handsome: short dark blonde hair, bright eyes, tanned skin, scars and tattoos across his body, tall. He was just how Izzy would think Titania's type would look like. 

"That hurts, my Gray." Titania said wryly as Jacen and Alistair rolled up in an SUV. Titania gave a tiny scoff at Alistair. "Finally, help me get Grayson into the car." She ordered, shoving Izzy's arm off. 

"Are you alright?" Jacen asked, gathering Izzy in his arms until she was tucked into him protectively. 

"Wrath." Her father asked in a tense, angry voice. "What. Is. Going. On?"

"We don't have time for this!" Jacen snapped. "You're retired, so be retired. Stay home with your little wife and let the heroes do our job!" Izzy shook her head and pushed him toward the SUV. 

"Go." She ordered. He frowned. "I'll be fine, here. I'll meet you at the mansion." 

"But, Isabelle-!" He exclaimed, looking hurt and angry. 

"See to Titania's Gray." She replied calmly. "I need to get my shit. If Perseus comes around, I'll throw his ass to the wolves." She smirked. "Trust me?"

"Unfortunately." Jacen sighed. "Text me when you leave and when you are there. If there's trouble, call me and I'll be by your side." 

"Leave." Izzy deadpanned, pointing at the SUV. He turned around and jogged to the SUV and climbed in. The SUV raced away, tires squealing. 

"I need PANIC and PAIN." Izzy said to her father, still gazing after her friends. 

"What are you going to do?" Her father asked. "Does SHIELD or the Avengers know about this? What is this? Sweetie, I can help." 

"Don't you want the apple pie life?" Izzy asked dryly, finally turning to him. Identical eyes met each other. 

"Sweetie, I'm married, yes." He said quietly. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you, Pepper or Eclair any differently. It doesn't mean I'm not Iron Man anymore."

"What?" Krystal demanded, stomping over. "Tony, please! You have an unborn child!"

"I know but I'm Iron Man, Krys. That's something you have to deal with." Tony replied. He turned and kissed her forehead as a sleek silver car pulled up to the curb. JARVIS' holoform flickered out of sight. "Go save the world." Tony ordered, seeing her climb into the car. 

"That's what I plan on doing." Izzy replied. 



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