Tony Stark is known to be a lot of things; no one would ever image that being a father was one of them. Before he was Iron Man, and before he was CEO of Stark Industries; he was just a father to his little girl.
Briana Stark has always been the lig...
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Briana Stark
"Agent Romanoff, you miss me?" Dad's voice blares over the sound of AC/DC's Shoot to Thrill.
Fire trails us as we fly through the darkened, German sky. We glide past the quinjet and dad fires both thrusters against the man towering in the middle of the square. His body snaps back and crashes against the steps as he yells out at the hard contact. Dad and I land on the ground as our metal boots heavily pound down against the pavers. Dad raises his arms and various targets set upon our newest enemy.
"Make your move, Reindeer Games," dad says.
The man in the red, white, and blue suit adjusts a star-marked shield on his arm and walks up beside dad. The armor suddenly fades away as his arms raise carefully, but there is still a sour expression on his face.
"Good move," dad's arms lower mechanically.
The man in red, white, and blue breathes heavily before tilting his head towards dad, "Mr Stark."
Dad barely acknowledges him, "Captain."
This is.....awkward. I can already tell that they won't get along.
•••
I stood on the quinjet next to a other girl around my age, I think she's the one from the video that dad and me saw and Captain America's daughter. The two of us watched as our two dads talked, I don't think dad is liking being on the same quinjet that knew grandpa back then.
"You waiting for them to start fighting, aren't you?" She ask me.
"Kinda," I reply.
"Abigail, but AJ's fine," she said.
"Briana," I smiled.
Dad and AJ's dad were quietly talking now while also glaring back at our prisoner. Well, dad was, Steve was just getting antsy, probably wondering why our prisoner gave up so easily. I didn't pay attention to their conversation since me and AJ had our own conversation, getting to know each other better. Sudden lightning streaks across the dark and ominous sky cuts off all the conversations, getting our attention. Thunder cracks in what sounds like near anger and another streak of lightning licks the top of the quinjet.
"Where is this coming from?" Nat asks, looking at the sky with a confused expression.
We all look around as the quinjet harshly shakes at the force. The walls surrounding us tremor like there is an earthquake in the sky. Loki stares up at the ceiling with wide concerned eyes.
"Scared of a little lightning?" AJ's father, Steve Rogers, questions.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki informs.
What's that supposed to mean?
Suddenly there's a loud bang on the metal roof and the quinjet jolts and shakes down. We all look up quickly as lightning and thunder continues to flash and roar. Steve moves for his shield while dad puts on his helmet and Nat shifts warily in her seat. Dad moves to the other side of the hull and presses a few buttons on the controls. The bomb bay doors open and we all stare out as if we're waiting for something to happen.
A man suddenly lands on the open bomb bay doors with a heavy thud. Loki's entire face changes into one of fear as he recognizes the new man. As his blonde hair continues to whip around his face, the man looks up at us angrily and dad moves to lift his arm. A large hammer slams hard into dad's chest and his metal body collides with Steve, causing them to fell to the ground. We all watch helplessly as the man digs his hands onto Loki and dives with him out of the plane without a parachute.
"Now there's that guy," dad mumbles as he stands up.
"Another Asgardian!?" Nat yells from the front.
Steve painfully stands, "Think the guy's a friendly?"
"Doesn't matter," dad says. "If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost,"
"Stark, we need a plan of attack!" Steve yells.
"I have an plan," dad glances over his shoulder, briefly pausing, "Attack,"
Dad blasts from the quinjet and shoots down from the sky. He has no idea what he's getting himself into, does he? Steve sighs in irritation and reaches for a parachute, like any smart person would.
Nat flips a few switches on the control board, calling over her shoulder. "I'd sit this one out, Cap,"
"I don't see how I can," Steve says.
"These guys come from legends, they're basically gods."
"There's only one god, ma'am," Steve says. "And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that,"
