Petra Romanoff Chapter 1
Authors Note: I do not own anything from Marvel. The only thing I own is my OC.
Tony Stark's Pov
The music was pumping loud and the purple lights gave off a dark cool vibe. The Embargo was one of my favorite clubs in the city, which was saying something because I've been to a lot of nightclubs in New York City. The only problem was I had a pain in the ass, also known as Steve Rodgers, with me.
At first I thought it would be a great idea, take Steve out to actually meet normal people who aren't a Shield agent pretending to be a nurse neighbor (Yes Natasha mentioned Sharon to me). It turns out Steve was just a boring old man who looked 70 years younger then he really was. "Go dance," I told him for the seventh time, "Your never going to meet anyone if you don't talk to someone."
"Aren't they gonna recognize us?" Steve asked. Their goes Captain Worry Wart, you could always trust him to be present.
"You'll be fine, trust me, no one will care." The energy was too high in here for people to really give a crap or even notice.
Steve turned to me, "So are you and Pepper really-"
"We're over," I said interrupting him.
Out of the corner of my eye i saw woman in a emerald green strapless dress. It went to about a couple inches above the knee. She had straight reddish-brown hair which she pulled back in a high pony tail and from across the club I could see a sparkle in her green eyes.
She knew how to move her body while dancing. Arching her back slightly every know and again. When she would laugh she slightly leaned forward, but Ina sexy flirty way.
"I'll see you later Cap, and when I come back you better be talking with someone," I tell him as I pick up my vodka and walked across the club. It was harder then it seemed to avoids drunken girls who wanted a piece of a playboy.
"Hey," I said as I walked up to girl and flashed her my million dollar smile, "I'm Tony Stark." It always helped me have a edge with woman. She looked confused,
"Is that suppose to mean something to me?" She was drinking a olive martini, that was my type of girl.
"Are you not around here?" I asked, obviously everyone knew who Tony Stark was.
"I'm from Russia, I'm just here visiting some family for awhile.."
I moved leaned in closer, "Well since you new how about I give you a tour, I'll definitely make the next hour worth your while."
She laughed, "I'm sure it will be." Damn, I could listen to her voice all day it was smooth and seductive.
I grabbed her hand and led her to my limo in the parking lot. "I'm guessing the tour starts and ends here," she said smirking.
"Your damn right," I told her while pulling my shirt off as she unzipped her dress, and I resisted the urge to rip it off. I pulled into a kiss, it wasn't romantic but it was filled with fire and passion. The next hour was definitely worth my time and I'm sure hers too.
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I She carefully put on her black heels and retied her hair. "You never told me your name you know," I mentioned.
"It's Petra," was the last thing she said to me before she walked out of the limo.
"I better go get the Cap," I mumbled to myself, he better have found someone to talk to.
I walked into the club, he was alone of course he was. "When I found you alone I at least thought you would be kinda drunk," I told him.
"The Super serum makes it kind of hard to do that," he admits to me, "Are we ready to go?"
I nodded, "At least one of us had fun tonight."
The next morning I could feel a small hangover on. It was nothing a hot shower couldn't fix though. After that I walked into the kitchen to see a group of people sitting in the living room.
"What's up with the them?" I asked Clint. "Natasha's sister is visiting," he said taking a sip of coffee. I turned my eyes back to the group of people their was Steve, Natasha, Banner, and notice the girl I can't recognize or do I? Then it hit me. Her reddish-brown was down today, but she still had the same sparkle in her eyes.
"There sisters?" I exclaimed to Clint. He nodded, "Half, she's only 25, Natasha always took care of her before Natasha you know, went to the red room, and they still kept in touch they when they could. I wouldn't mess with Petra unless you want trouble, she's Natasha's little sister."
I turned to face him dreading the truth, "Petra?"
"Yep, that's her name."
I saw he walk over to us, to Clint. Petra then turned to give him a hug, "I missed you so much," she beamed at him.
He laughed, "I missed you too fireball." I'm guessing that was his nickname for her.
"I'm Tony," I said to her while I reached out my hand. Please don't say anything, please don't say anything, please don't start anything. I knew she could tell who I was, but I didn't feel like having Natasha cut my was off on put it on a platter. She reached out her hand to, "I'm Petra, nice to meet you."
Natasha got up from the couch, "I'll show you your room Petra." I figured some privacy between us couldn't hurt.
"Hey Natasha, why don't I show her the room. You won't be able to explain all the cool stuff that it can do," I chimed in.
She rolled her eyes, "Fine, but make sure she feels at home."
I then titled my head in a way that told Petra to follow me. Once we were out of ear shot I started talking to her, "Funny how you didn't mention last night that one- you were Natasha's sister, and two- that your spy, and that may be a assumption, but let's face it your a Romanoff. And three- how could you not know who Tony Stark was, do you not know who Ironman is?"
"First of all I know who Iron is I'm not stupid, but I never really cared about who he was out of the suit. Second of all I don't go around telling random strangers hi I'm Natasha Romanoff's sister, oh and by the way I'm also Clint Barton's friend. in case you didn't know I also work for Shield in my free time." She clapped her hand other her mouth, "If you could please not tell Natasha I work for Shield, I would owe you big time."
"She doesn't know?" I questioned.
Petra shook her head, "Natasha doesn't really want me following in her footsteps, but I taught myself how to fight and-"
"You wanna be like her," I finish for her. Petra gave me a side smile, it probably made her feel better that understood.
"Well here's you room," I told her as we approach a door. I show her the complicated panel that controls the lights and the air, she picked up how to use it fast, at least compared to Steve. "If your ever get bored just remember we have a indoor pool and a movie theater someone in the tower."
She laughed, "I'll remember that.
I was about to leave but hesitated, so I turned around to tell her, "I won't tell Natasha your working for Shield, I promise."
"Your working for Shield?" And we both turned to see Natasha lingering in the door way, crap.
Authors Note: Thanks for reading! This is a old idea I've had. Originally Clinton would be in the position Tony is, but Clinton in mcu is different then the comics, so I want with Tony. Please review! I don't care if it's positive or negative, but I could always use some feedback! :)