"Now I see. The demon is me."
Lisa May Stark is so much more than the child she used to be when she and her father were kidnapped in Afghanistan five years ago. She's Iron Man's daughter, she's the Red Raven, she's, well, you know who she is...
the love we had we had to let it go tell me would you kill to save a life tell me would you kill to prove you're right hurricane ───thirty seconds to mars
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hydra siberian facility, russia june 11, 2016 ( crossover )
The metal elevator doors before our eyes is slowly yanked open and a group of three is crouched on a concrete staircase across from us. Steve's eyes only barely widen in surprise at the sight of us while the Barnes remain unyielding. The man in the iron suit steps from my side and casually moves into the room while I keep my thrusters raised and my jaw set, unwilling to back down just yet.
My clothes are damp and my hair creates a steady drip down my back from the storm that we flew through once I managed to escape the Raft. Tony got me to the surface and I was on my own from there, meeting up with him midair as his body fully clothed in the suit came from the helicopter. My hands are shaking form the freezing cold and my lips are a light purple, but I make no show of any of that. I want them all to see how hard I am. I need all of them to understand that I'm not backing down again. Not again.
"Captain..." Back in the present, Tony's helmet pulls down and he quips with a hint of caution lining his tone, "You seem a little defensive."
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As I resist rolling my eyes, I don't follow in after him and instead choose to stand in the doorway with my jaw tight and my eyes dark. Even when I see the Barnes still standing together on the stairwell, I have to force myself to keep my expression blank and to lower my thrusters. The anger comes back just as strong as it did the day I remembered. I understand Barnes was framed for Vienna. I understand he didn't murder T'Chaka. I understand that. Oh, but God, there's more than that. Oh, there's so much more. I'm really not sure what is that I want.
I want justice, that I know.
"You gotta remember justice for who. For you or for Barnes?" I grit my teeth and look down to the side as Sam's words send a burning sensation through my brain.
