Fin (Irondad)

Fin (Irondad)

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New York City died for a moment. Despite being on the seventieth floor of Stark Tower, Tony's office is never safe from the hustle and bustle of the notorious city of life. But in that moment, the buzz of human activity fizzled out. Cars stopped smoking through the streets, their engines muted, people's voices left their mouths in wisps of air. New York City died, just for a second, whilst Tony Stark tried and failed to compute the very simple words which left the woman's mouth. He sputtered for a minute, like Dum-e on that unfortunately not isolated occasion that he wanted to copy his creator and threw coffee over his system, except this time there was no sparks and nobody rushed to comfort him and save him from the apparent sizzling of his internal organs. Anais remained expressionless, waiting patiently enough for the genius to gather his wits and respond on a marginally intelligent level. "Are you- I mean are you sure that it's mine?".
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Boom. The city of Chicago went up in flames, consumed by the nuclear bomb particles floating in the sky. It was gone in a matter of seconds. Obliterated. The screams silenced and all that could be heard was the explosion as it swept the land. The Avengers were tired. Bleeding. Lost. Torn to shreds inside with guilt. I didn't really take time to appreciate everything I had until it was gone. Now, we were on the run with nothing but each other. The government blamed us as a cover, but we carried the guilt. Not them. We tried to save the city and failed miserably. Who were the people really going to believe, though? The government who supported them through everything, or the Avengers with an old nuclear arms dealer on their team? It didn't matter anymore. We had to clear our names before Loki got out of hand. The worst part? He's gathered a team. The best part? We have something he doesn't. Determination to avenge the fallen. Book 2 of 3 *I do not own anything Marvel, except for two characters, some villains, and the plot. Please enjoy! *Cover by the amazing @-verdant-!

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