The Child Of Loki (Book 2)

CHAPTER THREE

"So, there are contingencies." Rhodey said, fiddling with the accords.

"Three days from now, the UN meets in Vienna to ratify the Accords." Ross said, walking once again towards the front, looking at us. I saw Steve spare Dad a glance, who immediately looks at the floor, avoiding Steve, then Steve looks at Ross again.

"Talk it over," the Secretary said, walking towards the stairs with his aide.

"And if we come to a decision you don't like?" Natasha asked. Ross stops walking and looks at her.

"Then you retire," Ross answered. Natasha stifles a smile as Ross walks out. I just sighed. I stood up and started walking; I went after him, grabbing his left arm. He stops walking and looks at me. The whole team is now gathered in the sitting room, while Dad and I are the only ones left.

"Dad," I said, looking at him. He stops walking and turns to look at me.

"Dad, are you okay? Something happened during the demonstration? " I asked. He just looks at me in the eyes. I tried to see any emotions, but he just looked at me blankly.

"None, nothing happened," he said. I loosened my grip, and he went where the others were. I sighed, then grabbed my laptop and my bag from the table and went after them. I know he was lying. My father is, was! was the god of lies. I know what a lie sounds like.

"Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honor, which is one more than you have." I heard Rhodey say I enter the room to see Rhodey talking to Sam, both standing behind Steve, who is sitting in a chair reading the accords.

"So let's say we agree to this thing. How long is it going to be before they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals? " Sam argued back. I saw Dad lying down, his hands on his face, while Natasha was sitting at the end of the sofa. Wanda and Vision are sitting on one.

"A hundred and seventeen countries want to sign this. A hundred and seventeen, Sam, and you're just like, "No, that's cool." We got it. "Rhodes said, mocking Sam. I walk towards the sofa across from Wanda.

"How long are you going to play both sides?" Sam said not to let Rhodey win their argument.

"Oh please, stop you two. You guys sound like two children arguing over who has the better toy car," I said while taking a seat on the sofa. The guys look at me.

"And you're not a child yourself?" Sam said. I just rolled my eyes.

"I have an equation." Vision intervenes in our little conversation. We all look at Vision, even Steve stops reading the accords and looks at him.

"Oh, this will clear it up," Sam said, finally letting go of their argument.

"In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of known enhanced people has grown exponentially. And during the same period, the number of potentially world-ending events has risen at a commensurate rate." Vision started explaining. I see that he is clearly trying to use words carefully. I think he's afraid it will start another argument if he doesn't.

"Are you saying it's our fault?" Steve asked.

"I'm saying there may be a causality. Our very strength invites challenge. A challenge incites conflict. And conflict... breeds catastrophe. Oversight... oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand. " Vision finished.

He has a point on that. Since the world discovered that dad is Iron Man; well, based on what I read in Shield files, people with incredible powers similar to his have begun to reveal themselves, and not all of them are friendly. Because Earth has someone with the power, beings in another galaxy may see this as a potential threat to them as well, challenging Earth to see if they are truly as powerful as they are told.

"Boom." Rhodes said, looking at Sam with an I-told-you-so look, which made Sam look at him annoyed.

"Tony." Nat called, and Dad removed his hand from his face and looked at her. Then we shift our gazes to him and Nat. "You are being uncharacteristically non-hyper-verbal." Natasha said, looking at Dad.

"It's because he's already made up his mind." Steve said

"Boy, you know me so well." Dad said, looking at Steve. He gets up and winces, rubbing the back of his head.

"Dad, are you sure you're fine?" I asked once again, trying to break through to him.

"I told you I'm fine," he said, annoyed at my nagging.

"Actually, I'm nursing an electromagnetic headache." He looks at me, then he walks towards the kitchen, grabbing a mug. That's what's going on, Cap. It's just a pain. It's uncomfortable. Who's putting coffee grounds in the disposal? Am I running a bed and breakfast for a biker gang?" he complained, grabbing the coffee presser and walking towards the table. He puts his phone in a basket and taps it. The phone projects an image of a smiling young man. He looks down, then back up, and pretends to notice the picture for the first time.

"Oh, that's Charles Spencer, by the way. He's a great kid. Computer engineering degree, 3.6 GPA I had a floor level gig at Intel planned for the fall. But first, he wanted to put a few miles on his soul before he parked it behind a desk. See the world. may be of service. Charlie didn't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale, which is what I would do. He didn't go to Paris or Amsterdam, which sound like fun. He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where? Sokovia. " He said. We didn't say anything, feeling affected by what Dad just told us.

When we fought Ultron, he bought something called Vibranium, the strongest metal on earth. It is also what Cap's shield is made of. Ultron used vibranium to exterminate the human race by burying it deep in the soil of Sokovia, then raising a portion of it and allowing it to fall when it reached a certain height.In order to stop this, Dad and Uncle Thor team up to blow the whole city up before it can even touch the ground. Nick Fury and other Shield agents who remain loyal assist us in evacuating the city before it is blown up.

We thought we had saved everyone since we evacuated all of them, but it turns out we didn't think of the people who are on the ground. We didn't think of any casualties until now.

"He wanted to make a difference, I suppose. I mean, we won't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass. " He takes a pill with some coffee, and then faces the others.

"How do you know all of this?" I asked.

"I talked to his mother," he said, "well more like she talked to me. I saw her waiting for an elevator," he said, looking at me again.

"There's no decision-making process here. We need to be put in check! Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, if we're boundary-less, we're no better than the bad guys. " I guess he is planning to agree with the accords. Now I know what he is thinking about. He felt guilty about what happened to Charlie, and he thinks we need this accord to prevent anything like that from happening again.

And by the looks of it, I think this will not go well.