A/N Okay I'm just going to follow along with a trend that I've found and give Tony Stark a kid. And this is her story. Enjoy!
Also Everyone in this story is more than likely EXTREME OOC just how I write.
I do not own the Avengers they are the soul property of Marvel and I make no funds by writing this. The only things that are mine are Julie, josh and Alexis.
PROLOG
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I sat at the dinner table picking at my meatloaf; my mother, Julie sat across from me with her boyfriend Josh "Alex, honey
is something wrong?" she asked "no" I looked up with a smile ignoring Josh's staring "you haven't touched your meatloaf"
she frowned "I'm sorry ma' I guess I'm just not hungry right now" I sighed "can I be excused?" Mom gave an understanding
smile "sure sweetie, I hope you feel better" I stood and went to walk away "oh a birthday card from your father came in
today" I cringed; the subject of my father; Tony Stark was a touchy one "don't you mean from Ms. Potts?" yet anther
understanding smile "your father loves you sweetie; he just doesn't always know how to show it" "yeah I know." I gave a
small smile taking the envelope from mom "night guys."
CHAPTER 1: BREAKING
SONG: PAINT IT BLACK by ROLLING STONES
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I felt a heavy weight on my chest, I blinked my eyes open tensing up my hands were pinned above my head and his hand
covered my mouth, I let out a muffled scream and struggled, he laughed at my attempts "don't worry Alex, you'll be joining
your mother soon enough. But first I want to have some fun" he smile; blood was smeared across his face and chest, I let
out a sob a tear trickled down my cheek he leaned down and licked it away, I felt sick to my stomach; I wouldn't be the one
dying. Josh removed his hand from my wrists and traced up my thigh; right there I found it; his disgusting heart pumping
giving him life that he didn't deserve I focused squeezing it; he released my mouth gripping his chest face contorted in pain
"Does it hurt Josh?" I snarled knocking him off of me; he let out a chocked yelp. I sat up the tears were streaming down my
face; they weren't tears of sadness no, they were tears of pure hate. "You deserve far worse than this" he flew back
smashing through my bedroom door I stepped over the debris kneeling down to his level where he writhed in pain "she gave
you her heart; she loved you. And you betrayed her; treated it like nothing!" I eased up on squeezing, he laid there panting
gasping; a nauseating crack of his ribs, a scream gurgling of the blood rushing up his wind pipe he twitched then nothing.
Sirens outside now someone must have reported a disturbance.
