/Seven things you MUST know before we start:/
(BTW: Actress is Nina Dobrev)

-1-Pepper left Tony at the end of Iron man two. Instead of kissing after arguing, she simply left as she said she would. SO: Tony is single.

-2-I wrote a Loki OC directly related to Tony's. MEANING: There is another avenger, named Snow.

-3-Snow: has leadership qualities, such as patience, intellect, and sympathy. She has certain abilities, due to touching a stone accidently as a child (Long Story), such as flying, creating force-fields, healing others and herself, reading emotions, not thoughts. She can also communicate with people in a realm she does not know the origin of.

-4-Snow is good friends with Tony, and the rest of the Avengers.

-5-As Thor said, Loki had fallen (In Thor 1), and was thought dead, Snow was the one to discover that, during that entire year, he'd been tortured physically, mentally, and emotionally, AKA brainwashed, into leading a war against earth and its people. She went to Asgard after the war had ended by the Avengers, and convinced the council to banish Loki to earth, instead of sentence him to more torture.

-6-On earth, Fury did not like this, but when Tony suggested that Snow and Loki were to stay with him in the tower, he agreed, and kept it secret from the rest of the organization.

-7-With time, Tony and Snow's friendship increased. And Tony and Loki become good friends.

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DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but my characters: Snow and Brie, and the HUGE changes.

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"Seven hundred per hour, ma'am," Jarvis answers. Brie grins in excitement, tweaking at Tony's suit-boot-engine.
"Damn…He really does spare no expense," she says to herself.

She was comfortable, in his lab, knowing he would be back in two hours or so. So she took her time, looking around as if in candy-land.

Then she retired to the main reason she'd broken into Stark's house.

She needed those engines, and didn't think asking him would work. She also wanted to see where he was on the Mandarin case.

Why?

Simply put, Brie's sister, Beatrice, had been missing for the past two weeks. She worked for a man named Aldrich Killian.

Lately, Beatrice had been telling Brie that her boss was up to something suspicious. They talked every few weeks, but when Brie did some digging, she did find some shady stuff.

She attempts to re-contact her sister, but hasn't been able to succeed for two weeks. She called up the company itself, and they noted that they had no knowledge of her sister's whereabouts.

She didn't believe a word. The Smith was fully convinced that they had her. That she found something she shouldn't have, and they took her.

The only lead, and the closest, Brie could follow was all the way in Rose Hill, Tennessee. And the last thing she could do in her financial state, was get a flight.

But there was another way.

Her suit was functional enough, but she didn't think it could go through a few hours in the air, unless the engines were better, and who other than the one and only Tony Stark to have what she needed.

When she'd heard on the news that he was coming to Malibu, where she lived, she was fairly excited, and had been planning to break in, whether or not her sister was in trouble.

So, hacking into Jarvis, which was surprisingly easy for her, she climbed out of her black, purple-lit, fairly flexible suit, allowing it to stand open near the window she'd come through.

"Ok-ay. There we go," she grins, hefting out the mechanism.
"Uh, excuse me," a voice calls.

Her eyes widen, and heart races. She turns to see the man of the house himself by the door-way, staring at her intently.

Busted.

She hesitates. He wasn't supposed to be here this early.

Damn!

What would she do now?

"You're excused?" she says uncertainly, walking back from the table, wincing at her own words and wandering how in the world to get out of this one.

But she wasn't leaving without what she came for.

Tony steps into the room. A smirk grows onto his face. "Britany Smith," he says knowingly.

She smirks.

During the war with an army from outer-space, Brie was in New York, visiting a close family friend. When the Chitauri attacked, she fought back, in the suit.

She knew her appearance wouldn't go unnoticed, and she had a fairly good feeling that she'd caught the Stark's attention, as he caught hers all those years back, inspiring her to build her own suit.

"Brie's fine," she states, approaching him, both equally cautious.

He was in a tux, minus the jacket. So he was at work, he just left the meeting early, for reasons he was not proud to declare.

She was in a tight, black tank, and jeans, along with combat-boots to below the knees.

"Brie," he corrects himself. "I don't think we've formally met," he puts out his hand, she eyes it suspiciously, knowing exactly what he was playing at.

And she played along.

Brie put her hand out, Tony snatched it and pulled her into him. She hurriedly retorted with a quick spin, and elbow to his face.

It hit, but not hard enough to break anything, simply causing him to stumble back to his knees as she re-approached him, one leg swinging before he hastily caught it.

She smirked, jumping and twirling her other foot, slapping him across the face as she herself fell flat on the ground, quickly jumping up.

Tony eyes her in disbelief, but gets up, fists raised.

She mimics his stance. "You're rusty, Stark," she draws in amusement.
"I'm just warming up," he says, already out of breath.

He lets her take the first shot, and manages to evade it, giving a hefty punch to the gut. She avoids another to the face and slips him off his feet. He falls near a table, and she quickly climbs onto him, snatching his arm and pulling a device from her back.

She pins his arm to the table's metallic leg using the cuff-like device. She then rises as the Stark comprehends his situation, eyeing the magnet-cuff in utter confusion.

He turns to her warily. She chuckles. "This is what happens when your suit barely allows you any motion. Hand-to-hand combat becomes a thing of the past, until you need it," she smirks, walking back to the desk as he watched her intently, cursing his lack of exercise.

"Uhh, you're absolutely right," he retorts carelessly as he tried to rid himself of his hold. She turns to him once more.
"Don't bother, honey. I'll pull it off when I leave," she assures, fiddling with his computer.
"Jarvis!"
"Got him too. I mean, it wasn't easy. But honestly, I expected it to be…harder," she draws, fully concentrating on the screen. "Figured you'd look into it, what with Happy and the bombing," she says, eyeing the files the Stark had pulled up regarding the Mandarin.
"How do you-"
"Because I'm awesome. Right Jarvis?"
"Absolutely, miss Smith," Jarvis replies happily.

Tony starts to panic, seeing as how she had all routes closed. His only hope was getting that cuff off.

But he was also curious. He'd have thought she was here to rob him, considering her history, so why was she looking into the files? He wanted to find out.

"Okay, so…what do you want with Happy?" Tony asks warily. She turns, furrowing her eyebrows at him.
"Nothing. Look. I know this all seems…really weird," she laughs, "but, trust me, I come in peace. Just need a few things."
"Really? For what? Maybe I can help you," he offers coyly. She grins at him.
"Mmm, as tempting as that is, I don't think so. But…" she approaches him once more. He stills in concern. She crouches down beside him. "Next time we meet; it won't be as painful. Promise," she winks. He eyes her in utter confusion, unable to read her.

She walks back and into her slim suit, and he watches as she heads to the desk and picks up one of his motors. "Bye, Jarvis!" she speaks through, headed to the window.
"Goodbye, ma'am," Jarvis replies.

She stops by the window and turns to Tony once more. She raises a fist, and the cuff comes off, flying into her arm and releasing the Stark's hand, shocking him slightly.

He watches her fly out, and attempts to process what had just happened, coming to no avail.

Especially when, a mere few hours later,

he was paid a dreadful visit.

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