Tony Stark's Assassin

Spider 14

Rosia's POV
"I wish I can tell you. But then I'd have to kill you. The party was great Peter. I hope that you have an amazing birthday. And I hope you can find true joy and happiness. Cause I'm not it."

I turned away and speed walked to where I told the agents to meet up. I sent a quick text to the boss for backup. The mission had to be done tonight. There was no other time to do it. Tonight was the deadline. Or else I... i get killed for being a traitor. And I don't want that. I got changed before going up.

"Figlia Mortale." One said in a Italian accent. "Cosa vuoi che facciamo? Abbiamo il tuo testo e ora siamo qui quindi cosa hai bisogno che facciamo?"

"Ho bisogno di aiuto. ucciderò comunque Stark. ho solo bisogno del tuo aiuto per distrarre gli altri."

"Come vuoi che lo facciamo?"

"Comunque lo vuoi basta tenerli distratti. e non uccidere Peter. Voglio che tu aspetti il ​​mio segnale prima di entrare."

"Chi diavolo è Peter?"

"Mio fratello."

They all ran towards the party. Peter, please don't get hurt. I crouched down and waited for the gang to be driven home. And finally, they did. I waited for a few more minutes before finally giving the signal. "Vai, ora." I said calmly. Gun shots fired seconds later. I closed my eyes and breathed out. This was it. I was going to kill my dad. I got down from the roof and entered the building. Hundreds of people ran past me to get out of the building. I stepped in and saw Iron Man and Peter fighting together.

"Il ragazzo accanto a Stark è Peter. Tieni le mani lontane da lui." I said through the coms.

I walked up to them and everyone stopped fighting and looked at me. All the agents pinned everyone. Luckily Banner isn't here.

"Tony Stark." I said simply.

"What do you want now?" He asked annoyed.

"You."

I walked up to  him and he quickly backed away from me until he tripped over a chair. I aimed my gun at him, pulling off my mask.

"Rosia?" I heard Peter ask.

All Tony had to cover him was a hand glove. "Se mi uccide, uccidi Peter." I said to the agents. I knew far we'll that Natasha can understand me.

"Pensavo avessi detto-"

"Uccidilo se mi uccide!" I yelled.

"Sì signora."

I heard a knife getting pulled out. "Mr Stark?" He asked. I clenched my jaw.

"Tony, don't shoot at her." Natasha said. "Don't shoot her if you want Peter to live."

Tony glared at the barrel of my gun. I saw him clench his jaw.

"Remember when your daughter died? Went missing and weeks later you found her body?" I asked.

"What does-what does that have to do with anything?"

"I didn't know until a couple of days ago." I said, tears filled my eyes and a few spilling out. "She's not dead."

"What do you- what do you mean?"

"Your daughter isn't dead. She's aiming a damn gun at your head." More tears trickled down my cheeks. My hands were slightly shaking.

"No, she's dead-"

"No, she's standing right in front of you Stark! A couple took me. They framed a different person as me. They were six. Not two."

"Rosia Poppy?" He asked.