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Chapter 3~ Worries

Over time the suit finished. And the baby grew. Tony loved her dearly but he also loved finding everything out about her powers. She was strong and powerful but to what extent? He didn't know and that is what irked him. He knew everything. Sometimes she could make things float other times she could talk in your mind. Tony even introduced her to Nat who taught her how to be a master assassin. Against Pepper's wishes of course. She trained and trained. Both fighting and learning how to run a multimillion company. Even though she was not biologically Tony's daughter she did have his knack for partying. Which led to lots of praise from one parent and a strict talking to from another. Then Coulson came knocking and he needed someone to save the world.

"I'm coming if your in." I said looking at my dad. We were both studying the data intently.

"You want to go fight with these guys to save the whole world?"

"Exactly."

"She is not going. You on the other hand Tony. You have to go." Mom said pushing me away from the data. I didn't budge.

"Nope. I'm going." I said a matter of factly. "I mean I could literately bring them to their knees. You could use me. And i'll be with Aunt Nat. She was the one who trained me." Mom was looking at me intently. "Right, Dad?" Usually if it was me and Dad we could win mom over.

"It would be good practice." He looked at Mom.

"See?" I gestured at Dad.

"...Fine. Only if you swear to be safe."

"Promise." Me and my dad high fived.

"You know you could come with us. Make this a family thing." Dad looked at mom.

"Ha. Your funny. I'll be running your company." Mom said all sassy.

"Ohhh solid burn Dad." I laughed at him and he rolled his eyes. Then Mom looked right at me.

"And you missy are going to bed."

"Dang. I shouldn't have said anything. Worth it though."

"Karma." Dad added in.

"Mom." I groaned.

"Bed."

"Fine. Only because you've been so nice." I hugged her and Dad goodnight and headed upstairs. I'm stoked for tomorrow. I'll finally be with people who have powers. And can't wait to kill some aliens. I wonder if they'll take me in and not treat me like a little baby. The thoughts kept me from seeping and I made my way down to my suit where it lied and I added modifications and a new paint job to make it look it's best for tomorrow. Then I heard footsteps. It was Dad.

"Didn't listen to your Mom?"

"Do you?"

"Touche."

"I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about tomorrow."

"Excitement?"

"No. Well yes but, it's more than that I mean I just don't want to be treated differently."

"You know they have powers too right?"

"Not only that but, my age. I want to be treated like a real member not some baby."

He put down his tools and looked at me.

"I'll make sure they don't kid." He ruffled my hair. "You got nothing to worry about. Plus, if they give you a hard time just prove them wrong."

"Right." I smiled and felt at ease. "Thanks dad."

"No problem kid." Then we worked together in the workshop in comfortable silence.

I'll prove them wrong.