my endgame : stony

9: recover

tony is back at HQ with maria, tony helps maria start to walk again.

"why'd you do it?" tony keeps a constant hand in front of maria just incase she falls.

maria walks slowly but is shaky,
"i couldn't let you fight papa"

"maria..."

"i fought him because i thought he would give up... i guess i was wrong" maria stumbles to the ground,

tony is quick to her side, he reaches out to maria but she refuses his help. she gets up using her hands, she grunts in pain and holds her wrist. she gets up and wobbles back to a chair. somebody knocks on the glass door,

"package for.. tony.. stank?"

"yeah, that's him. this is tony stank!" maria says laughing from her spot in the chair

tony shakes his head at her and takes the package. tony takes the package upstairs at his desk and he opens it, he pulls out a letter from steve.

tony, i'm glad you're back at the compound. i don't like the idea of you rattling around a mansion with just you and maria. we all need family. the avengers and maria are yours, maybe more so than mine. i've been on my own since i was 18. i never really fit in anywhere, even the army. my faith's in people i guess. individuals. and i'm happy to say that, for the most part, they haven't let me down. which is why i can't let them down either. locks can be replaced, but maybe they shouldn't. i know i hurt you and maria. i guess i thought by not telling you about your parents i was sparing you, but i can see now that i was really sparing myself, and i'm sorry. hopefully one day you can understand. i wish we agreed on the accords, i really do. i know you're doing what you believe in, and that's all any of us can do. that's all any of us should...

tony tilts the box and a phone falls out.
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maria is in the training room, she knows that she shouldn't be training with her current injuries but she puts that all of that aside. she wraps her wrist and shoulder and begins to stretch. she then goes to punch the bag. maria stands there punching the bag with rage.

punch
why

punch
why would he do that

punch
"i'm sorry"

punch
"i love you maria"

punch
"it's okay"

punch
"hi maria, i'm steve.. your dad"

punch
"no one will hurt you anymore"

maria punches the bag one last time so hard that she hears a crack in her wrist, she screams in pain and falls to her knees. she sits there hunched over in pain. she gets back up and wraps her wrist again.

punch
crack

punch
crack

punch
"maria"

punch
...

punch
crack

punch
"maria!"

her breathing is fast and heavy, maria stops punching to turn her head to see tony standing there, her hair messy, eyes puffy, her knuckles bleeding. she again collapses to the ground in pain. tony rushes to her side. tony's eyes start to glisten with his tears as he sees his daughter broken and in pain. she cries in tony's arms.

tony pulls her close, and then looks at her wrist. completely mangled and held together by wrap. the medical team rushes in to take maria back up to the lab.

[i listened to kill yourself part III while writing this part whoops ^^]
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maria wakes up in her bed, she slowly opens her eyes to scan her room. tony sits in the chair in the corner of her room. he gets up and sits next to maria, he moves a piece of hair out of her face,

"maria honey..."

maria lies there with slanted eyebrows and red eyes,

"..."

"you punched ten times too many.. your.."
"your wrist was too broken"

maria's eyes widen at the thought of losing her hand, she takes her arm out from under her sheets. there it is, the nub of her arm. she stares at it.

"wh... w-"
"what the hell am i supposed to do now?"