Picking up where the events of Ion Heart left off, Katy is finally starting to heal after Ultron and a shaky start to her life at Midtown Tech. Things are finally looking up as she begins again, building on her relationship with Peter Parker and he...
A/N: This chapter was too long to post as one part so I've split it into two. They're still titled Chapter 4.
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Katy's vigilante costume (Imagine without the chest piece and the visor goes straight down instead of curling up.)
I get changed in an alley. It seems scary at first, like someone could be watching, but I imagine this is what Spiderman's doing and, unlike him, I have the ability to switch off cameras. Not to mention that when I put my stuff in the box and leave it here, no one will notice it because of the reflective panels. Harley's idea. Still needs a bit of work but it will do.
I slip on my black boots and tie the belt around my waist. My daggers from Loki (and two spares from Nat) clip on either side. Apparently stabbing people isn't heroic but I'm not looking to be a hero. I need him to come to me.
No, of course I'm not acting as a villain. Think of it as an anti-hero. I can't use my powers because Spiderman would know it's me. And the government would too.
After pinning my braided hair into a crown, I slide the staff into the back pocket and slip the helmet over my head. A visor shields my face.
'Good evening Miss. Stark.' SUNDAY's voice surrounds my ears.
'Hi SUNDAY. Right, let's initiate a test try. Call dad.'
Dad immediately answers. 'Katy? Are you ok? How's the test flight? Does the suit work?'
'Yes dad, I'm fine.' I roll my eyes. 'Comms work, tracking works, everything seems to be working.'
'Ok good, good.' Dad replies, trying to calm himself down. 'And the thrusters?'
I switch them on. Blue flames fire out of my feet in little bursts allowing me to hover in the air. 'Yep. I'm all good to go.'
Dad sighs in relief. 'Ok. Stay safe sweetie. Let me know if-'
'-anything happens, I know. See you later dad.'
SUNDAY hangs up before he can say anything else.
'Right. Let's go find Spiderman.'
The boosters in my suit raise me up and I fly onto the roof. It's still a new feeling, flying. I'm not sure how much I like it. I feel more exposed without the protective casing of K1. My suit is very well designed though, I mean dad and I made it, but it can't look like Stark Technology so the thrusters are limited and there's no extra gadgets on display. But my helmet, which must never come off, functions exactly like any other Stark helmet. As I jump from roof to roof, looking for any sign of trouble, I relay the plan in my head to keep my nerves at bay. Three simple steps keep me grounded... and stop my heart from freezing when I hear a scream in the alley below.
