Lithe (S.R) Book 1

All at Once

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel; only Rebecca and the world surrounding her.

All at Once - John The Ghost

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All at Once

And I don't want to take over the world

Just wanna know where I belong within it

Been fighting myself in a phone booth for days now

t's just so hard to tell which side is winning

This is all at once

Becca sat on her living room floor; papers spread out across her coffee table, laptop set up in the corner, and TV on across from her playing the news. It had been two weeks since she was attacked and if that didn't have her world spinning on its axis, she also found out her name held high importance in an organization unknown to her. And when she wasn't working at the dance studio she was learning everything she could about S.H.I.E.L.D. Her grandfather, Howard Stark, was co-founder alongside Chester Phillips and Peggy Carter. This secret organization was founded in the wake of the victory over HYDRA, the terrorist-criminal-paramilitary organization, in World War II. Director Fury had given her mountains of paperwork and basically history books to regulate her into this new world.

Her concentration had been broken earlier that morning as the news flashed across her screen of an explosion that had happen last night at Stark Industries. There was also talk about a covert 'Iron Man' they were calling him, who mysteriously had the same chest plate that her father had. Coincidence? Becca didn't think so. This wasn't exactly the message she wanted to wake up to first thing on your 21st birthday, more importantly when she couldn't get in contact with her father, uncle Rhodey or Pepper. But when she did finally get ahold of someone, poor Happy received the blunt of it.

"Why am I always the last person to know, Happy! Hmm! It's like you people do this to me on purpose!" Becca yelled at the man over the phone, her eyes not leaving the TV where they were getting ready for a press conference. "Let's see how much anxiety we can give Becca! I swear."

"Becca, please-"

"If you say calm down, Happy, I'm going to find a way to come through this phone and choke you." At the end of her empty threat, she heard a knock echo through her small apartment. She pulled herself off the floor and walked over to the door, still tearing into the poor man. She looked through the peephole, seeing Clint standing on the other side. Becca opened the door for him with a strained smile before walking away, letting him meander his own way through the door.

"Can I say something without you biting my head off?" Happy sighed.

Becca could basically see him rubbing a hand down his face. "Depends on if I like what comes out of your mouth next." She stood with one hand on her hip, listening to him but really paying attention to the news. She heard Clint snort at her comment as he comes into living room after pouring himself a cup of coffee. He had pretty much become a staple lately in her apartment ever since her attack.