Through Her Eyes

Chapter 1

I descended down the stairs of the Stark Mansion that lead to the main area of the house. Glancing out the window, I saw it was just touching on night as the sun was setting and a few stars could be seen shining in the darkening sky. Turning my gaze on the vast living room, I discovered it surprisingly empty. Usually Pepper was sitting there this time of day, typing away on her laptop or getting a few moments of peaceful rest. But today, empty.

A frown formed on my features as questions began running through my mind. Where the hell was everyone?

"Jarvis, where are Dad and Pepper?" I asked the AI, knowing it would be able to tell me in an instant.

"Mr. Stark is currently in his wardrobe, preparing for the Apogee Awards tonight. Miss Potts is in the guest room, doing the same, Miss Stark."

"Jaarrrvisss...? How many times have I told you...?" I drew out his name as I gave one of the security cameras a knowing look.

"Sorry Miss Stark...I mean Morgan."

"That's better." I said with a bright smile. Even though he was a machine, I still preferred it when Jarvis called me Morgan, not Miss Stark.

I turned my mind back to the information I'd just been told. I had completely forgotten about the Apogee Awards tonight. Dad and Pepper were going (but I knew Dad would skip out before the opening music would even be played), but for once I was staying home.
Sure, I liked getting dressed up for a nice evening but when you have to do it twice, sometimes three times a week, it begins to tire. Plus, I was sick of explaining to everyone who I was.

By now, after going to dinners and awards since I was 10, most of the regulars knew who I was, but there were always a few unknown people who wondered why a 16 year old girl was there. Then began the tiring explanation of who I was. Most people didn't believe me at first, I mean who would? Tony Stark was known for his playboy was, not his fatherhood ways. But after I began talking, most people would remember seeing my face in paparazzi shots every now and then. If not, they would walk away shaking their heads, thinking about the delusional girl who believed she was Tony Starks' daughter. They soon learnt how wrong they were.

But I had to give them some credit, I looked nothing like my father, how were they suppose to see the resemblance? I was around five foot five, with strawberry blonde hair that went just past my shoulders in soft waves. The only resemblance I could see was in my eyes. They were the same caramel brown as Tony's. But of course, there were other indicators of my relation. I was just as stubborn as my father (something both Pepper and Rhodey always pointed out), just as smart as my father (I had followed in his footsteps by graduating MIT summa cum laude just three months ago with double majors in physics and engineering), and was just as into designing complex mechanics beyond most normal peoples imaginations (I had designed and built my own car engine by age 7). All anyone had to do was spend one hour with my and they would leave without a doubt that I was Tony Starks daughter.

Turning around and walking back up the stairs, I made my way to my father's room. I was careful to knock first even though I knew he was alone (after a few...incidents involving my father and unknown women doing things I really did not want to see, I always knocked. I did not want to see anything like that EVER AGAIN). After hearing a muffled "Enter!", I swung open the door and saw him standing in front of a full length mirror. He had on a reddy burgundy shirt with long black pants and a black jacket over the shirt. I caught his eye in the mirror and gave him a big grin. I always wondered how he could look good in anything. In fact I often wondered the same about myself. Even in sweatpants and a singlet, I still looked like a model (actually I thought I looked like any other girl but the modelling agencies that were desperate to get me begged to differ). This would explain why I had many guys running after me, but I contributed some of this to the fact that I had a multi-million dollar fortune that many wanted to get their hands on.