"Get down!" my dad yells, roughly pushing me to the ground.
"J.A.R.V.I.S.! Suit Jet and I up now!" he yells, protecting my body with his.
"Dad! What's going on?!" I yell.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. I need back up now! My daughter is in danger!" my father yells into his phone. He pulls me to my feet, the ground before us rumbling softly.
"Stand still sweetie okay? Arms out, legs apart." I do as I'm told and instantly feel something wrapping around me, a suit begins to form around me. I stare at my arms as a series of wire, metal, and joints surround them. A mask clams down over my face, a computer system illuminating the dark helmet.
"You're going to push down with your hands and feet to get off the ground and then in the direction you want to fly. Be safe kiddo." my dad says to me, kissing the top of the helmet.
"Dad, where's your suit?" I ask, panicked by the series of current events.
"Only one could break through the rubble. I love you sweetheart." my dad said, backing up.
"Dad." I say. Gun fire rings out as bullets ricochet off of the suit. Blood stains my dad's chest.
"DAD!" I scream. The scene fades to Wendy's.
"Jet! What is going on?!" Liza yells from behind me. Men now advance towards us in black suits with the famous blue detailing.
"Hydra." I say, gritting my teeth.
"WHO THE HELL IS HYDRA?!" The agents walk faster, closing in around the restaurant. Information flies past my eyes as I try to pick out the important parts. My eyes settle on the agents surrounding my car.
"If they scratch my paint I'm going to be pissed." I say, walking towards them. I jump through the shattered window frame and stand with my hands on my hips.
"Hey! Douche bags!" I scream at them. They all whip their attention to me. "Can we just take a few steps back from the Corvette please?" I say. One of the guys smirks and hovers his hand over my car. "Hey! You! Don't do that! I asked you nicely and I only do that once."
"Yeah she really does only do it once so I would listen to her now!" Liza yells from inside. I smile. The man smirks again and lays his hand on my car.
"Bad decision." I say, firing a pulse at him. He screams and falls the ground. I take out the line of men that surround my car and the ones coming in from the sides. Bucky and Steve fight inside, Liza hiding underneath a table. I push up and take to the sky. I tackle the men on the roof, sending an electric shock through them all. I take back to the sky and circle the perimeter. It seems all clear so I land back down on the pavement. I sigh and loose the ridged posture that I get when I fly. Instantly news trucks surround me. Great. Here we go.
"Iron Man! Iron Man!" is shouted all around me.
"Who is Iron Man?! Who is in the suit?" My head pounds, a migraine forming quickly.
"Why don't you just tell us?! Who are you?!"
"Can y'all just calm down? I just took out a shit ton of bad guys and I have this migraine and I really don't need all of you yelling all of these questions at me. I don't appreciate it at all." I say, touching my hand to my helmet. Silence falls over the parking lot as they wait for me to respond. Steve, Bucky, and Liza all walk out of Wendy's and surround me. I take a deep breath. Here we go again.
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Iron Soul (Sequel to Iron Vengeance)
Fanfiction"Is she gone?" I ask. My voice that is usually strong and authoritative, shaking and weak. "No." "Then what the hell is wrong?!" "She's in a coma Steve." "Oh really? I never would have guessed that. "She may never be the same." "What do you...
