"It could be worse." Steve tries to calm Tony down, "I'm not going to hurt her, Tony!"
"Say that to the hole you left in my ceiling, Rogers." Tony says unforgivably.
Tony's laser beam soars towards Steve. Steve jumps over the c...
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My head is spinning and my throat is burning. Where am I supposed to go? My plan was to go to Stark Tower and find Tony, Mom said he would know what to do. But, of course, he's still trying to hide from me. Pretending I don't exist. I walk down Times Square, looking at all the build boards as traffic continues on. Where am I supposedly go from here? That mad doctor has people out looking for me, how can I hide from them or be protected if I don't have any protection. I could go to the police, but when they would call me crazy. And throw me into an insane asylum like they did the Joker down in Gotham. That worked out perfectly, didn't it? (No, it did not!) So as I am walking, I can't help but feel paranoid. I feel like someone is following me, watching me. Stalking me. I glance over my shoulder to see a hundred people walking past me. I stop and look all around me, feeling like a tiny fish in a school of big fish in a huge pond. Someone is going to swallow me if I don't get somewhere safe soon. I start to walk again, making my way to the homeless shelter, when a magnetic wave begins to beat down on my brain. My powerful scream passes through my lips, I grip my head. The magnetic wave is painful. The concrete in front of me crumbles and cracks, people are thrown aside as I scream powerfully. I drop to my knees and scream and scream. The huge screens on the buildings all around me go blue or the black and white static. People are running from me as I get out of control. Tears fall down my face as my throat begins to burn. Inside, I beg for it all to stop. To contain it. My mouth finally closes, stopping my scream. I look all around me at the destruction I've caused. Oh god, oh god. I'm a monster! I'm a monster! Times Square looks like a construction zone. What have I done? Suddenly, a red and gold robot drops in front of me. His hand goes up, his beam lit up. A man with long, blonde hair and a hammer appears alongside a man wearing red, white, and blue tights. The man holds up a shield. I stare at them hopelessly, afraid. The robot takes a step towards me. "Listen, Crybaby, you don't have to be so loud. Daddy can't clean up your mess for you. You better hope he's rich." The red and gold robot says, his hand beam lighting up even more. "This will only hurt-" "Tony, stop!" The man with the shield says, holding his hand up at both me and the robot. Did he just say Tony? The man slowly walks towards me. His blue eyes are locked on me, cautious. I can't help but wonder what he's going to try to pull on me. Because I'm not having the best day for some guy in tights to mess with me. Even if I have to scream my way out of this. "Ma'am, what's your name?" The man with the shield says, his voice is deep. "Maybe we can help you. This doesn't have to end in a fight." "Get back!" I warn him, not as a threat but a warning. I don't trust myself. "Listen, we can work this out. I can help you, you just need to let me save you." He walks even closer to me, becoming more huge as he comes closer. "What's your name, kid?" "Add-Addison." I stutter. Suddenly, a beam from the robot comes towards me. I put my hands up to shield my eyes. When I lower my hands, I can see a blue bubble around me. The robot shoots another beam at me, but it never hits me. The bubble is like a shield, I look up at the man with an actual shield. He's screaming at the robot. He keeps calling him Tony. Why is that? Is my father a robot? God, if so, Mom has a lot of explaining to do when I go to the other side one day. Suddenly, the man with the hammer jumps up and swings his hammer on my bubble shield. I immediately fall back, feeling the impact of the powerful hammer. When I fall down, I can't help but scream. It pierced the night air, making the three hold their hands over their ears. Seeing how I have a chance, I run in the opposite direction. I can hear the guy with the shield calling after me but I run without looking back. Bright lights blind me, making me stop and shield my eyes. "Stop and put your hands up were we can see them, Crybaby!" A man's voice echoes throughout the block. I blindly run in may direction, not knowing where I'm going. I may be running back to the robot, the man in tights, and the Viking. The wave hits my brain again, making me fall to my knees. I let out my scream, which takes it a building. I grasp my head and shake uncontrollably, my throat is sore. Stop! Please stop! Wake up Addison, wake up! I forcefully put my hands over my mouth, stopping my screams. Suddenly a pair of strong hands grab my wrist and pull them behind my back. When I look behind me, I can see a shield. The man in tights. I shake as he stares down at me in pity. He puts a finger to his ear, looking around. "Got the screamer, Stark." Stark?! "She's contained." "Did you say Stark?" My voice is raw, throaty. "Yeah, so what?" He looks me up and down, "Whats your name kid? The real one." "Addison Rain McKelly-" I sniff "Stark." The man stares at me with wide eyes, his Adam's apple bobbles. He puts his finger to his ear again, looking up at the sky. I can see a helicopter flying away towards Stark Tower. The Viking appears, his hammer tight in his grasp. Where's the Robot? "Guys, we have a problem." The man with the shield says, looking down at me. I look between him and the Viking. Something tells me that I'm in a lot of trouble and I'm not going to be pardoned for my actions anytime soon.
