-Colors-💙◌Ironstrange-Fanfic◍

◍Chapter Two- Blue

⚠Character Death/Murder/Gore/Angst⚠

"Oh, watch out! I might get a skittle gun! " Stephen laughed, seeing Wong walk away. Stephen looked to where the door would be, and started to think about what book he would bring.

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The next day came, and Stephen was in his Astro form.  He was reading as Levi left abruptly, making the sorcerer look at the cloak.  He didn't question it , because Levi always explored out and away from him. Just not for long.

However, what made Stephen confused, was that Levi came back in holding a tea cup. Stephen let out a Huff, giving his relic an amused look. He could tell the cloak was getting impatient, so he closed the book, and went back to his rested body.

"Thanks Levi, " Stephen said, as the tea cup was placed in his hands. Levi made sure Stephen had a good grip, before letting go completely. The cloak did a little spin, and seemed to be excited. "Alright, alright. Just let me grab a book and you can see him. "

Stephen talked to Levi last night about Anthony, every little detail made the cloak move in excitement. It really did confuse the sorcerer though, because he wasn't interested in Wong... Or anyone else aside from himself.  But... Then again, it's a living cloak. Stephen gave the tea cup back, and got up going over his own personal book shelve. He debates between three books.

- That Magical Heart ( Book One / Five)
-Hydra ( Book One )
-Sherlock Holmes and John Watson ( Book One / Four)

Instead, he just grabbed all three and see what Anthony chose. It could give him presence on what he might like. He turned, and left his room. Levi was holding books with care, as they walked down the long row of stairs. They both made it to the secret entrance, Stephen just paused for a second. He was already getting attached to him. For some reason, he feels like he knows him.

With the shake of his head, he made a few gestures. The door was shown, and it opened. The smell from before rushed out, making all the worries Stephen had leave. Both the sorcerer and his relic made their way down another pair of stairs, what made Stephen rush down was the sound of crying. It was soft, but a few slips of a sob was sometimes left out. Once he made it, he only stopped before he hit the barrier between him and Anthony.

Anthony was holding himself in a tight hold,  he was slightly shaking. What made Stephen step back, was what Anthony was saying.

"I.. I didn't mean too... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry I killed you..., "  Stephen's eyes widen. His one step made Anthony look up with blue eyes, that soon turned to the warm brown ones.  'Who was he talking to? ' Stephen thought.  'What was he talking about?! ' the mages mind raced with the questions that only lingered on his tongue. Anthony in return, wiped his eyes and looked down with a defeated look.

"I... Anthony..? " Stephen managed to say, even Levi seemed a bit faltered. But, the cloak went back to its original self, and put the three books on the table. Stephen went to grab the Levi, only for it to go past the field and wrap around Anthony. He flinched at first, but started to calm down with the raiding warmth. Stephen sighed, and walked up. He sat near the wall of the barrier and leaned against it.

"Do you want to talk about it? "  Stephen asked, as his head leaned back as well. His eyes closed.

" I... I don't know. I don't think you want to hear it...., " Anthony muttered, finding himself curling into a ball.

"Why's that? " Stephen asked.

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"Mr.stark! Ple-" The teen gaged, rope around his neck.

"Ton-" Blood going down her throat.

"Bucky! " Bones snapped, the last look of his dead best friend.

"Stark, what-" Impaled by arrows.

"ANTHONY-" Hands impaled by a knife.

"T-tony? " Stabbed in the chest, was no longer the strongest one there was.

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"It's... I don't think I could... , " Anthony just started to cry again.  His eyes were a light blue, and for a second There was someone behind him with a sad look. They had brown curly hair, and a broken rope around their neck. A spider costume was torn.

"You can't keep it in forever... But I won't force you, " Stephen said, as he got back up. Anthony was cut off, as he thought Stephen was leaving. Only to see he grabbed a few books, and sat back down. Once Stephen turned to look at the other, The blue eyes we're a bit dull.

"I think blue suits you better, what about you? " Stephen asked. Tony snorted, as he smiled a bit.

"Yeah, it's better than.... -"

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Deep red eyes sent a ping of fear, it trailed down to Stephens bones. He turned. Only to now feel pain on his back, a long slash.
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"Well, I got some books you might like, " Stephen changed the subject, seeing the other brighten at the few words.

"Three? I thought you-" Stephen sighed with embarrassment.

"Yeah, I didn't know what you might like. So, I grabbed my top three, " Stephen said, allowing them to slide through the portal. His hands were slightly brushed by Anthony's.

"I love this book, " Anthony said, holding up 'That Magic Heart'.  Stephen blushed a bit.

"Yeah, me too, " Stephen said.

They were both so different, and yet they both relate to most things. They were both very smart and snarky.  Their egos were the same, and so was most things. They both lost something that they wish they could get back, even so, they decided to stay on this certain path.

Anthony was Blue.... His Arc Reactor, his Eyes, and his Aura.

Stephen was Gray.... His Hair, Parts of his eyes, and his Aura.

One always needed a reminder, to always keep the colors they have. Even when Stephen bids Anthony goodbye for the day, he could see that he was getting a bit brighter. Even before Stephen left, he saw the ghost for his own eyes, they both looked at each other.

The teen Spirit gave a soft smile, and mouthed,

' Thank You '