Iron Man: Resurrection

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Picture: Chris Wood
Role: Jackson Knight

Thomas's POV

I stare at the sun glasses laying on my table for a while. First of all that's a whole lot of power. Access to all my father's suits, his projects ,his research and who knows what else at my finger tips. I can't handle that much power. I don't want that much power. I can't think of anything at the moment but there has to be a catch , there has to be a negative aspect to all this power.

Then again if I just access the files. There might be something that could end all of this before anything really begins. I reach over for the sun glasses and put it in a drawer. I just can't do it now.

I can't go looking through his shit. It just doesn't feel right.

I hear a gentle, shy knock on my door. As if the person hesitated on whether to knock. "Hey Thomas? You still up? It's me Peter from the lab," he says. Oh yes the extremely attractive nerd. What does he want?

"Yeah, you can come in," I say closing the drawer I just put the glasses in.

He opens the door slowly and comes inside. He looks kinda nervous. It's kinda weird but it's even weirder how I freeze when I see him as if I didn't expect to see him when I just said he could come in. "Hi, I just thought I should introduce myself to you properly-"

"Why does that matter?" I ask interrupting him. That might of sounded a bit rude but it's just because I'm really nervous. Why the fuck is he making nervous.

"Oh, I guess it's because we're kind of the only kids in this place. Isn't it crazy , we're so nerdy that they need us. Not that I think you're nerdy," he says. He's kind of awkward. It's cute when gorgeous people are socially awkward. Him being cute is really not helping me not be nervous.

"Yeah nothing you could say would offend me and I'm sure I'm here because they think I'm as smart as my father and you're here because you're Spider-Man," I say and his eyes widen in shock.

"They told you? " he asked.

"No but you just confirmed it. It was kind of obvious. My dad didn't have a lot of teenage emloyees, only you as a matter of fact. The Spider-Man suit is stark tech, I'd recognize it anywhere and it's a really tight suit that really shows off your figure, it was obvious by your muscular tone that you had recently gone through puberty. I mean it was obvious." Why the fuck am I talking about his muscles. What the fuck is wrong with you Thomas.

"Well that saves me a confession I guess," Peter laughs. "Your dad was an amazing man. I'm so sorry-" my mood drops. I turn around. I really don't want to speak about my dad.

"I bet you are?"

"Excuse me?" I don't have time for this. What was his reason for coming here? Why does everyone want to talk with me about my dad.

"You didn't kill him. Why are you sorry. He killed himself."

"I wouldn't say killed himself. He sacrificed-"

"Get out," I say bluntly before turning to him. "Get out!" I shout and he nods and makes for the door.

"I know how you feel," he says stopping at the door. "If you need someone to talk to," he says before noticing how agitated I am and then leaves.

I was probably a bit to hard on him but what don't these bitches understand about I do not want to speak about my father. Why the fuck would I want to be reminded of that shit he and my mom did.

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I got little to no sleep last night but I'm not gonna stay in bed and moan. Today I'm working with Bruce on tracking Ultron down. I seriously have no fucking Idea how we're going to do that with no access to Vision's body or the Wakandan tech Ultron escaped into.