WinterIron one shots

Mythology

Word count: 1646

Summary: Maria tells Tonys tales of Norse mythology, and tony loves asking questions. He will meet the team, and he will be betrayed again. He remembers. He remembers all of them.

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Tony remembers the stories he mother used to tell him. Tucked up in bed and seconds from drifting off into a dreamless sleep, she would sit on the edge of him bed, whispering the tales to him. He remembers the vivid images that he saw in his mind - those of battles and heroic heroes fighting the aliens and monsters , the ones that would keep him safe.

Monsters were always nearby - she would tell him. And they both knew that was true.

He remembered growing up. He didn't believe in monsters - not the made up dragons or goblins or men made of rocks , but he wasn't arrogant enough to know that monsters didn't exist. They did- and they took the faces of people. He knew it was people he should be afraid of.

And he was right.

His father was the first - that he remembered. The scream late at night and TV e alcohol that lingered on his breath. That was what monsters were.

But some were more subtle. After his parents death, he grow closer to obie. He trusted him, only to have him be the one responsible for his capture by the 10 rings. A mistake he never made again ...

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But he found his team, weird, but a group of people who could relate to the trauma.

"So," he said leaning in closer to the very real god sitting besides him. " how much of the Norse mythology is real?"

Thor seemed to light up at the question he would be able to answer, after spending nearly the whole day dealing with modern earth technology and phrases - he relished in explaining the details of his world .....

"That's....The strangest explanation I've ever heard." Tony tilted back in his chair. "I'm satisfied with it."

By now the whole team was listening in, smiling and laughing in the right places, while sharing the shocked expressions when necessary - not including Natasha , who looked inexpressible as usual.

"Hang on, now I'm confused." Steve frowned.
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Getting used to the team was difficult, to say the least. Steve was exactly the poster boy that the old war stories made him out to be. Righteous and pompous and far too rule-abiding. But tony enjoyed helping him adjust to modern day life, whenever he was t destroying the reinforced punching bags Tony had made for him especially. Tony likes Thor a lot, mainly because being around him caused questions and Thor loved questions about Norse mythology - however he rarely visited earth, busy with his own worlds problems. Clint and Natasha were strange at times, but they were the most normal of the group. And that was really saying something, considering that both of them are assassins with messed up pasts. Natasha was honestly too frightening to approach , and Clint spent most of his time up high ( his favourite spot being the air vents). And lastly, Bruce. Tony got along with Bruce. He was quiet and reserved, the opposite of Tony, and intelligent, very much like Tony. The two would spend days in the lab together, working on projects and talking science.

And then, Ultron.

Ultron was the biggest fuckup of Tony's life. And he had a LOT of fuckups in his past.

If he'd just been more careful. If he'd reinforced JARVIS's programs ahead of time. If he'd actually talked to someone instead of living in fear of another New York. If if if.

Then Steve was in DC a lot more and Bruce was gone and oh god he fucked up.

And then the Accords. Oh god the Accords.