Fire as Strong as Iron

Dad?

The man shifted uncomfortably.

"I...I'm your f-"

"Steve!" Natasha shouted, walking in and grabbing his arm before whispering something. "Oh! Hi Allyson!" She exclaimed, giving me a soft smile.

"One moment," He growled. She nodded and left.

Steve walked over to me, grabbing me and hugging me tightly. "I'll tell you later," He whispered, sighing in defeat. He let go and walked off. I stood there, still astonished.

What was he?

Is there something people haven't told me?

Does- did Pebble know?

I can't stand most of the suspense, I needed to know. I sighed and wiped my hands off on the shirt I was wearing before walking to my room and changing. I gazed at the pictures of me, my mom and Pebble. I shook my head before grabbing some money and walking off.

I walked down to a flower shop, buying a bouquet of roses and a bouquet of lily's. I walked down to the cemetery, a sigh coming from my throat.

I walked in, following the long path. I slowly walked through the grass, quickly finding my mother and sisters gravestones. They were beside each other, two empty spots next to them. One for me and one for my... father?

I shook my head. He couldn't have meant that! Right?

I placed the lily's at my mothers grave and the roses at my sisters. I sighed and sat between them, crossing my legs.

"Tony gave me a job," I whispered.

"I miss you guys, it hurts to know I couldn't save either of you, whatever happened to you Mom," I murmured.

"I can't remember much before this started.

I don't think about the bad parts, though." I stiffened up as a presence appeared behind me. The warmth radiating from the person was strange. I held my breath.

"I miss them too," He murmured. "I don't know why I left, I could've been in you and Pebbles life, but no. I had a job to do, I couldn't risk having anyone kill you and your- our family," The voice grew in volume.

"S-Steve?" I murmured, shock filling my body as my breath caught in my throat. He hummed in response. I whipped to a standing position, staring at him in shock.

He pulled me close, his warmth was something new, it was comforting. I closed my eyes and sighed softly, wrapping my arms around him. I felt him shift a bit, his chin resting on my head. I was still so much shorter than him, although he wasn't too tall. Maybe around 6'2".

"I'm sorry for leaving," His chin bounced against my head as he spoke.

"At least I still have someone alive," I responded, my voice muffled by his chest. I was barely 5'6".

I heard footsteps and Steve sighed.

"So you finally told her, huh?" Tony asked. "I don't understand why she forgives you, you left them!" He snapped. I turned to Tony.

"Leave that behind, be happy that I still have family alive. Blood family!" I snapped.

"We are related," He said.

"Do you understand that it helps that I know who my father is?" I mumbled my eyes closing, Steve still held me close.

Tony grunted and walked off.

~

They still fight. Its been a while, I finally found out how to help the Avengers with their missions. I would help hack and find where the enemy was, and even help fight them if they were that difficult.

The aftermath of the Civil War left me torn. My family was fighting, I can't find out which side I'm on. Maybe I'm neutral, maybe I'm not on a team. But I know I want to try to stop them.

I burnt the fighters, a new person was there.

Spider-boy.

He was younger than me, I don't really see what Tony see's in him. I had stopped them for a bit before the boy, Peter, agreed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. He was taller than me.

I burnt him, burning through the suit before he jumped away. I left after that, hoping they wouldn't fight. I remember watching Bucky, now only with one arm, go back into the cyrogenic whatever.

I don't understand why. He was able to break through for so long. He said he wanted the scientists to find out how to remove the brainwash that HYDRA had done to him.

I miss him. Steve is sad hes gone.

At least for now.