Kid, tell me what happened: The Sequel

I lost the kid (part 2)

You wanted it, you got it. Part two of I lost the Kid.

Tony goes OFF.

As much as Tony wanted to collapse and hide into dark depths of darkness, seeing Steve Rogers, the man who broke his family, his heart, his son’s heart in half made his oxygen-deprived blood boil.

And when Steve said in a tone that was meant to be sympathetic but it wasn’t, “I’m so sorry Tony” everything inside the Stark shut down.

His body was swaying, and he was sure he was imagining that Natasha, the most iconic red-head was a blonde as he shook his head speaking in a dangerously low whisper, “No, you’re not.”

Steve’s head turned sharply, and everyone went quiet, including the new girl who saved his ass. All eyes were on him. But he didn’t care less. He was used to the spotlight, and he hated it. But this time, being in the spotlight would be what made his voice heard.

Tony jabbed a finger towards Steve’s clean, shaven face, “No, you’re not.”

His voice slightly rose, “Don’t you ever pretend, for a damn second that you cared!” Steve felt an ache in his heart as he tried to calm his former husband down, “Tony, please, calm down. You need medical.”

Tony laughed and everyone couldn’t help but cringe. Tony chuckled, “Really Steve? I need to calm down? I for one, have been very calm. I haven’t killed anyone yet. I haven’t told you exactly what you did to your family.”

He was now facing everyone with pained expressions mirroring Steve’s. Except Rhodey’s. Tony spoke letting all the emotions, all the anger, all the hate sprew out of him when he said, “I don’t know how many of you actually read the whole goddamn Accords. Signing wouldn’t negate any powers or leverage. Signing, would mean that you were open to negotiate!” He stood at his tallest, despite the aching protest of his spine, “But no! Steve hears something he doesn’t like, it’s an automatic shut down! It’s not even a ‘I’ll read the whole thing and see exactly what it is first’!”

Steve has a crumbled expression as Tony goes on. Rhodey takes his arm, telling him gently to stop. Tony shakes his head, he’s just getting started. Why should he stop? He hasn’t done anything wrong. If anything, all these people in front of him, hurt him. He continues, “And then we all fought in Germany! Because you wouldn’t listen!” He whips to Natasha who braces herself for yelling and screaming along the lines of how she screwed up.

Tony speaks in a whisper which hurts so much more than a scream, “You. I knew that you were a spy and nothing, nothing about you was real. But you saved my life. You didn’t have to. I found a friend, a worth in you. And over the years, I grew to trust you. You were my friend.” Natasha meets Tony’s eyes because it’s the least she owes him as he finishes, “I trusted you. I didn’t ask you to arrest Clint, or Wanda or any of them. I only asked that you helped bring Barnes in.” He was up in her face now, “I had a feeling that in my gut, you didn’t agree with the Accords. But I told myself, it’s Natasha, she has my back. I was wrong. Did you know too? That Cap’s old war buddy, killed my parents?”

Natasha’s eyes fall to the floor and Rhodey stops trying to calm Tony down.

He’s back in Steve’s face as he speaks in a broken tone, “Do they know about Siberia?” Everyone else but Steve has a confused expression on their faces. Tony shakes his head looking at Steve with pure hatred.

Tony scoffs, “Of course he didn’t. Tell them Steve, how you fought your own damn kid! Your child! When he found out that you were leaving us for Barnes, he started crying. After the fight he locked himself away!” Tears stroll down Tony’s grime-filled cheeks, “The most happiest kid in the world, the most purest kid in the world went quiet. The light that always shone in his eyes? They were gone! All because of you.”

Tony continues, “I found out that Baron Zemo was the one behind all of this, mostly on Barnes. So I went to make things right. Peter was there too. He insisted on seeing you even though you broke his heart in half! Imagine finding out that everytime I said that my parents died in a car crash, because Howard didn’t care about a damn thing, to the point where he who could never make a mistake crashed a car and killed my mother wasn’t true! All that resentment for Howard wasn’t deserved for that reason! And he knew all this time!”

He’s shrieking now, “HE KNEW ALL THIS TIME! For years he stood by, claiming to always be loyal and to tell the truth and the most important thing in my life, he kept it a lie!” And the most sensible reaction would be to get upset. I hit Barnes, and he, Steven I’m-perfect Rogers began to beat me up. Oh wait, he didn’t choose just to beat me up, but he ordered Barnes to restrain and hurt his son too!”

More tears pour down Tony’s face as he rants, telling everyone what happened, “I gave up! I stopped fighting! Because according to FRIDAY, he was one punch away from death! Do you not remember his cries, his weak protests for you to stop hurting me? To stop hurting him?”

All eyes were on Steve who nodded speaking tightly, “Yes Tony, I remember.”

Tony spat, “And you did nothing! You stood there unfazed as the same child who begged you to cuddle with him whenever he had nightmares to stop hurting him. You almost killed him Steve. You almost killed me.”

His voice died down and then rose back up, “You didn’t care about the son you helped grow up, or the husband who worked so hard to save our marriage. You didn’t care that your teenage son wouldn’t have a Papa to hold him, to love him, or to be there for him. You stopped caring when Barnes beat the shit out of him. You stopped caring about me the very second you jammed your shield, the very shield that my father made into my arc knowing damn well that you could’ve killed me! BUT YOU DIDN’T CARE!”

Tony is seething so hard that his entire body is shaking from something else but the cold breeze. He pointed his finger again, this time mere millimeters from Steve’s face, “You didn’t care when your son, cried that his Papa never loved him. You didn’t care to think that he would be so upset at himself because he wasn’t worth enough for his Papa that he nearly tried to kill himself! You didn’t care when Thaddeus Ross painted targets on mine and your son’s back! You didn’t care! None of you gave a damn!”

As weak as his body was, his voice was as threatening as if he were dealing with criminals, “So, don’t you ever say that you cared. Because you didn’t. But don’t worry about it Steven, because Peter, is dead. If anything, I hope you’re happy.”

Tony paused, “If you hadn’t left with all your friends, we could have beaten him. Wanda, Sam, Peter, all of them would have been fucking okay! I told all of you, that up there, it’s the Endgame! But why ever listen to Tony? What does he know? Fuck you all. What we need is her, new blood because none of you people except for Rhodey and Pepper cared! Have a nice life because it’s over! The Avengers lost. All because of you Steven!”

After finally getting the past three years of pain off his chest, he could rest easy. So he closed his eyes and let himself pass out.