Chapter 3: Duty

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"Mr Stark?" Peter looks surprised when he sees the tall, semi-bearded, rich-looking man in the Sanctorum, talking to dad. He turns and sees us.

"Ah! The children are here, " he smiles.

"Uh... Hi, Mr Stark, " I greet as I closed the door. He steps forward and smiles once more.

"You must be A- I mean, Lianna, " Mr Stark corrects himself.

"Um... Yeah, " I reply, still confused.

"Nice hair, " he compliments.

"Thank you, " I comb through my hair. Mr Stark turns back to dad. Dad steps forward to give me a hug and a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Hi, dad, "

"Hello, sweetheart," and this earns a surprised scoff from Mr Stark.

"Sweetheart? Wow, Strange, 17 years ago, you wouldn't have even called me Tony, " he points out.

"Well, it's been 17 years and you still call me 'Strange', " dad says while rolling his eyes. Haha, friendly banter. He then faces me. "Baby, why don't you and Peter sit down, I'll go get some drinks, " he suggests. Peter and I nod and do as we were told. 

"What's going on, Mr Stark?" I ask as he sits opposite Peter and me. 

"Oh, please, call me Tony," he tells me. 

"So, can I-," Peter starts excitedly. 

"No," Tony holds his finger up at him. 

"Then why'd you let-"

"She has cool hair," Tony shrugs. Dad returns with a few cups of water and sat on the chair beside the red sofa Peter and I were sitting on. 

"Um...So, what's up?" I ask. Dad looks at me, then leans forward in his chair before rubbing his hand over his face. "Dad...?" I ask warily. The room just got ten times tenser.

"We have something to tell you," Tony starts and I turn to him.

"Sure, what is it?" I ask.

"It's the breaches. They came from a very...bad man. His name is...," Tony inhales deeply. "Thanos," ...It just got a lot tenser.

"... What does he want?" Peter asks. He speaks like he knows something. Like he's met Thanos before.

"We don't know, but we suspect... He wants Lianna, " Tony explains and looks at me. I scoff.

"Me? Why?" I ask.

"Lianna, darling, we need to talk about your biological parents," dad says as he looks up. I lick my lips and look away.

"You know how I feel about this topic, dad," I tell him.

"I know, I just think you should at least know who they are-,"

"What if I don't want to know, dad?" I ask. Dad sighs.

"It's important that you know, Lianna, you should at least know your past before you came here," dad explains. I stand abruptly.

"No, no, I don't want to know," I tell him.

"Please, Lianna, sit down," Dad urges and I face him.

"No! Don't tell me to sit down, dad. I don't want to talk about them. They left me, " I point out. He sighs.

"Lianna, we need to talk about them, moreover, you need to meet them," dad says and I cut him off.

"... You told me they were... dead," I say slowly. "Did you...Did you lie to me?" I ask incredulously.

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