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Kirstin's P.O.V.- The Next Night

I close the Gray Book, having just finished reading it. I look around the library, realizing I'm probably one of the only ones awake. Well, Mason is awake, so its either really early or really late. He seems to just be getting to bed, so late.

I stretch, walking out of the library and to the room I have been staying in. Ty had left maybe an hour or two ago, so I didn't have anyone to talk to for the night, Jack in bed with Mason and Ryder nowhere to be seen. I fling the door open when I arrive, flicking on my lights and jumping onto the bed, using my powers to close the door. I recoil instantly when my head and chest connect with two pieces of metal.

I roll off of the bed, on to my feet, picking the pieces of metal up and examining them. They seemed to vibrate in my hands, the metal shining in the artificial lighting. They had two opposite edges where they seem to connect. A bo staff, complete with grips, split into two separate pieces in my hands. Clicking them together, making sure they are locked before trying a few moves, dismantling them to place them on my nightstand, grabbing my phone. I dial the number easily, pulling them into my lap to examine them, "Hello, the most amazing uncle in the world speaking. I assume you got your gift. Made out of vibranium too, with a mix of angel blade metal. Would you call it angel metal?"

I snort, moving to grab my duffel bag from the floor, opening it to look through, pulling my suit out, "Okay, yeah. Admittedly, it's cool. Where did you put the tracker?"

His laughter is at a distance. I must be on speaker phone because I can hear other people in the room, "I have three sewn into the suit, not telling you where. Two in the bo staff, one on your boots."

"Jesus Christ! Paranoid much Tony?" I yelp, putting the phone on speaker as I pull my shirt over my head. I shimmy out of my pants as I grab the suit, pulling it on.

"Yes, he is!" Steve's voice rings through the phone, earning a laugh out of me.

"No! I'm prepared. Look at your family! Someone is bound to kidnap you!" Tony elaborates like this explains everything. He sounds slightly out of breath like he's running around the lab. I smile as I pick up my batman blade. Dean gave it to me for my thirteenth birthday, a complete gag gift that he wasn't expecting me to like. I tuck it into the utility belt, pulling it around my waist.

"What the hell are you doing?" I pull on the boots, plopping on the bed.

"He's comparing our DNA. He told me he'd show me a new science thing, it's pretty cool. It has to do with DNA." Peter pipes up.

"Aw, Peter Parker pipes up to his paternal figure." I joke, not even sure what I was trying to say. I move to grab a hair tie and a brush, pulling my hair into a large braid. I pull a hairpin out, admiring it before easily releasing the case. The hairpin was a blade, the protector on it stopping it from cutting the hair it's tucked in. I put it away, setting it down. I only use those when I'm going somewhere I can't easily smuggle weapons.

"Shut up, that made zero sense. Anyway, you have perfect timing to call. I need you at a Gala tomorrow night. It was announced that you are safe and well a few months ago, reverting back to the regular world, please give us some privacy for the healing approach. People are starting to get worried that this was a cover, so I need you to make a very public appearance, hence the Gala. Dress pretty, bring a date. Bring Mason or something, don't actually get a date. You're too young. Where a dress." Tony calls, sounding a lot closer and a lot louder. I groan, taking him off of speaker phone and tucking the phone between my face and shoulder.

"Umm," I dig through my duffel. No dresses. Shit. Ask Isabelle. Don't die out there. Go to sleep, and don't tell anybody I'm leaving. You got it. Thanks. "I'll try my best. I didn't bring any, but I'll see if this girl has one in the morning. I actually have to go, I need to get something to eat. Haven't eaten in a few days. Bye." I hang up before he can respond, tucking it into the utility belt and clicking a cover over the top. Really don't need that falling out. I pull the weapons out of my duffle, placing them where they go. Attaching the bow staff too. I double check everything one more time before pulling my mask on. I move to the window, blinking and appearing on the roof next door. I smile, running and jumping to the other building.

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