Avengers Tony Starks fanfiction,
Don't avenge me…
Chapter 1
The famous Tony Stark'sdoesn'tknow what to do confess it all to the team, giving up the role as iron man or suicide, either way this will be the hardest decision he has ever made and it doesn'thelp that his memories of his father seem to haunt him, forever.
The rest of the team were on a mission down town fighting several loose Doombots. Why wasn't I there? Simple… because only a few days ago Fury sent me, Iron man, to teach some gang members who's boss but, I went too far, two had to have limbs amputated, one didn't make it and four got lucky. After that Fury explicitly informed me that he didn't want to see iron man out on the field for another, six months if I remember correctly. Steve had said it's all OK Tony I can talk to Fury and change his mind, Bullshit. Just because Coulson was Cap's little fanboy means nothing to Fury, not anymore.
After that day when I… you know, Natasha almost disowned me, Thor was for some reason proud of what I did, Clint and Bruce have been there for me (kind of) and Capt has been a down right pain in the ass, but I can sometimes see why.
All these thoughts rushed through my head as JARVIS suddenly spoke up interrupting my thinking moment
"Sorry to interrupt sir but I should advise to take a shower and call someone seeing as you haven't set foot out of the tower since the director suspended you." The AI was right I looked down at myself thinking wow I really have let myself go!
"Alright JARV I'll go take a shower if you really insist"
"Thank you sir, by the way you have twelve missed calls, three from Mr Banner, two from Mr Barton, four from Mr Rogers, two from the SHIELD helicarrier and one from miss Romanoff." To be perfectly honest I was surprised the infamous black Widow was even cared about me but I just let it slide.
"I'll be out in five JARV" all I wanted was to throw myself out of the window but that would be far too much paper work for poor fury but on the second hand, he deserved it. I couldn't help but look down at my hands only to see them shaking, quite badly. All I could do was put them in my pockets to hide them from JARVIS so he wouldn't say something like sir may I advise that you (enter something medically stupid). I quickly walked over to the elevator and took it a floor up where I stripped down (wink wink) and got in the shower.
As the water rushed over my body I kept on thinking about my father, that self-obsessed abusive… urgh. My thoughts quickly to how he would always rant on about how amazing Captain America was and how his best friend Steven Rogers would be a better son than I had ever been. I couldn't help but let out a big sigh as memories of my dad shouting stuff like you're pathetic and you'll be nothing like Rogers! Before I knew it my eyes had started to droop and I dropped to the floor of the shower with steaming water still running down my skin as I fell unconscious, my mind still scanning my memories of my father. That son of a bitch who mentally scarred me for life.
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