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STARK'S TREASURE | 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒
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Ongoing, First published Jun 09, 2021
A genius? - check ✔

The gods favorite? - check ✔

An Overprotective uncle? - check  ✔

The gods being even more Overprotective? - check  ✔

Being the only son of a billionaire? - check  ✔

Living with in a house full of heroes? - check  ✔

Doing crazy stuff? - check  ✔

And being doted on to the heavens, by my father, Tony stark? - check! ✔

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As I was running away from my guardians, I bumped into a man. But I quickly got up, without saying anything, I just started running again.

"Young master!" A voice shouted from behind. 

But I didn't stop running, instead, I was caught by someone. The person who caught me lifted me up by holding my behind. I came face to face with a man with brown hair and eyes(no he is not ts. 

"Hey, kid. Running from home, are we?" Clint asked playfully. 

I just frowned at the man, and twisted out of his clutches. And started running again, but I was caught by one of my guardians. 

"Young master! I told you not to leave us behind! What would have happened to you, if we were not there?! Oh my goodness! You scraped your knees!" Onix blabbed on, as he checked me to see if I was injured. 

I grunted in annoyance as I saw the remaining of the guardians coming over. I frowned even more in irritation. I then looked at the people who stopped me from my escape, I glared at the bunch of people who were coming out of the bubble tea shop, who were with the two men who stopped me.

Clint just raised a brow in amusement. Steve looked a bit cautious as he started at the bunch of people in indigo suits surrounding the child with black hair and blue eyes. 

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Marvel doesn't belong to me!
All the OC's and the plot of the story only belongs to me. 

And NO! THIS IS NOT A PERCY JACKSON FANFICTION!! I JUST USED THE GREEK GODS AND THE OLYMPUS!! THATS IT!!!!
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