Running Blind

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AN: the one were Jack accidentally crashed into ironman.

Jack soared over New York. It was a chilly night, not that Jack was complaining. He just finished covering in a fresh blanket of snow and hanging around with Jamie and his friends for a while before deciding to come to New York.

The winter spirit loved visiting the big apple; there was always something going on. Tonight there was a concert at Madison square garden. He stopped to listen for a while before taking off into the sky. The winter god lazily flew through the air, not paying attention to his surroundings. Jack laughed as the wind tossed him around. The blind boy suddenly smacked into something hard.

"Ow!" He yelped recoiling holding his nose. "What the?" Jack blinked. He listened. Someone was mumbling and he could here engines of some kind.

"Hey kid! What the hell?" Someone hissed. The man's voice was familiar, he'd heard it somewhere. "What's your name and insurance company?" The man demanded.

"Seriously Stark," Someone else said. "You're trying to get the kids information and not asking how he's flying."

Jack turned to fly away, but something cold and metallic grabbed his ankle. "Hey, let go!" He hissed, but the man's grip only tightened. Jack grabbed the man's hand and froze it before yanking his ankle away.

"Hey get back here!" Tony Stark yelled. Jack just put the voice to the name. "Cap, we've got a runner."

"Already ahead of you." The other man responded. The wind tossed him to the side as something whizzed passed his head.

"Hey, I'm sorry." Jack yelled back as he flew. The winter god could still hear Ironman's thrusters following him while Jack rocketed off.

"Dam this kid's fast!" Tony yelled. Giving chase.

AN: Tony's pov

The white haired kid ducked and dived around traffic easily avoiding collisions. His white hair whipping around in the wind. His baggy sweater whirled around him.

The first time he got a good look at the kid he thought he was homeless, but then realized that the boy looked like someone, but he couldn't put a finger on whom. Maybe it was the smile, or the eyes.

AN: back to Jack

The wind guided him through traffic towards Central Park. He hoped to lose his pursuers among the trees.

"When I don't want to be seen I am, when I do I'm not." Jack grumbled. "Typical, just typical."

The wind suddenly dropped him as something bounced off a nearby window. "Missed me!" Jack laughed.

"Dam it!" Captain America cursed. "Should we call for back up?"

"I got back up, you." Tony said urging his suit faster.

"Oh, I feel so loved." Steve mumbled.

Jack could easily hear the pair's conversation because of his sensitive hearing. The winter god knew how Stark was flying, but didn't know how Rogers was; or if he was flying at all. The winter spirit remembered Jamie talking about the avengers and how they fought off an alien invasion. He smiled when he told him about Thor and Loki's 'disagreement,' but didn't recall anything about captain America. All he could remember was Jamie showing him a picture, which he couldn't see and saying: "Wow he looks cool!"

"Cool!" Jamie had said. "He looks ridiculous!"

Jack snapped back to reality as something burning hot grazed his hand. The boy hissed pulling his hand close and covering the burn in frost. "Time to hi-tail it wind!"