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"Don't you two have some where to be?" Tony annouced as he wallked into the twins room.

Brookelynn and McCoy were Tony Stark's adopted kids, although you would never be able to tell without asking. Like Tony, Brookelynn had thick, long, brown hair but sky blue eyes and a strong, lean build so she looked much like Tony, at a glance. She was even just as smart, but with a more strict attitude. McCoy on the other hand was polar opposite. He did have thick, brown hair but had green eyes, a muscular build and a builders mind but he did have more of a true Tony Stark attitude, throwing in jokes whenever he could.
Brookelynn was already dressed in a S.H.I.E.L.D. training uniform, McCoy, had yet to get out of bed.

"Come on sleepy head," Brookelynn teased, "you don't want me to beat you to the facility again for the what hundreth time so far this year, now do ya?"

McCoy propped himself up on one elbow and glared at her, she glared back. They both knew what Tony was going to say by now but he said it anyway.

"Come you two, you know I really don't have time for this."

They both looked over at Tony and nodded. He left the room. Brookelynn finished tying her hair up and began to walk out the door and said to McCoy, "You do know that we get new trainers today right?"
McCoy didn't seem to care. So, Brookelynn simply walked out of thier room and down the stairs to the prepared car.

After wainting a couple of hours McCoy finally came running into the training tower lobby. Brookelynn came over to him, a little surprised he was running to get her on time.

"You ok?" Brookelynn asked.

"I'm not sure." He paused, taking a few breaths before speeking again. "Is everything ok here?"

Brookelynn looked at him confused. She then remembered that they had set up thier own advanced motion sensors that would detect unathorized guests, something that Brookelynn and McCoy agreed to keep secret. So, if one had been triggered something had to be wrong.

"Well did you bring the phone?" Brookelynn asked.

"I never leave home without it." He said as he took it out the phone, or as he liked to call it "A.M.Y." (Advanced Motion Yim) Because it has the ability to break up and identify people's finger prints, retna scans, ID cards, and many other things and of course detect motion.

"Well, what does it say?" Brookelynn asked impatiently.

"It's coming from the west wing training room," McCoy replied, "That's our room."

"Well then, lets go." Brookelynn said as she began to jog toward the west wing.

Brookelynn began to slow down as she approached the training room doors. McCoy was right behind her. She stopped before looking at McCoy for a confirmation to go in. He nodded with a "prepared to fight" face on. Brookelynn took a deep breath, not knowing what to expect, and rounded the corner.
Brookelynn gasped. There were two of the top S.H.E.I.L.D. trainers lying dead on the floor. McCoy was right behind her. There was no blood on the floor no scratches or bruises they were just dead. Brookelynn walked over to the female trainer and checked for a pulse. There was none.

Brookelynn broke the silence, "We have to tell someone."

McCoy, who was now standing by the male trainer, and said, "I say we just tell Dad and Director Fury, for now."

Brookelynn nodded in agreement and took out her, one of a kind, cell and called Tony. She waited for an answer.

Finally on the other end Tony said, "Hey, I don't have much time I'm in a meeting with Pepper. Talk.

Brookelynn looked at McCoy, who nodded for her to reply, and she said, "Um, yeah, Dad, we really need you to raincheck that meeting we have a, umm, situation, on our hands that requires your attention."

There was a pause. Tony said a little annoyed, "On a scale of one to ten, how urgent is this?

Brookelynn answered without hesitation, "Nine probably, Ten. Like, now Tony."

Tony sighed, "I better get more details." He paused, "I'll be there in five, you want to tell me anything else?"

"Uhh, I'm worried, I'm confused, I need you to drive fast."

"Ok." His voice sounded worried. "Ok, be there in three."

"Ok. Bye."

"See ya Brookelynn."

Brookelynn hit the end call button. She looked at McCoy with worried eyes. He smiled his "it'll be ok" smile, which fits him very well.