There was an idea…
It felt like a lightning strike went through me when it happened. I don't remember falling to the ground. I don't remember the team calling my name. I just remember seeing my precious blue.
All American blues.
The bluest of blues shining brilliantly amongst the chaos.
To bring together a group of remarkable people…
His mouth was moving. My faceplate fell off while I was falling. Or he pulled it off. I don't remember.
"Stay with me Toni, stay with me," he pleaded. The bluest of blues was surrounded by red, tears streamed out his eyes.
To see if we could become something more…
"Sorry babe," I coughed. I think blood is coming out my mouth. I don't know, I can't taste anything.
"Toni-"
So when they needed us, we could fight the battles…
"Take care of everyone, kay Capsicle..." my vision was darkening.
"Love ya bl...," dark.
That they never could.
That was how I, Natasha Antonia Stark died.
Light.
This was how I, Titania Lucis Caelum was born.
The first thing I feel is warmth. The first thing I hear is screeching. If someone can turn that off please and thank you.
"Hear those lungs work Your Majesty," I heard an accented voice say. It sounds British. I think.
"Yes Clarus, they are quite powerful," another accented voice said. This one was closer than the other one. In fact, it sounded as if it was right above me. Did the guys win and ship me off to England?
"Give her to me, my love," a soft voice from the side. It sounded tired, but warm, like honey. It gave me a fluffy feeling inside. I don't understand what's happening but these people need to understand I don't do feelings.
"I'll leave you two to your princess," the first British voice said, fading away.
"Here is your princess, my Queen. Perhaps you can calm her cries."
Calm her cries? So it's a chick who's crying. Well while she's screeching her life away, can someone get me some water? My throat is starting to hurt here. I feel a something warm and soft go into my mouth.
Hey, you guys read my mind. You guys even managed to stop the screeching machine.
"Come, my little princess, it's feeding time. You must be hungry, after all, coming out of mommy must have been quite the workout," the soft voice said. Lady, it's as if you're talking to me or something. I bite down on the warm thing in my mouth hoping for water to soothe my throat. When did water taste this good?
"There you go dear, drink up."
Crap on a stick. Lady, you've lost your mind. I'm not a baby to coddle.
"Have you picked a name for the baby yet love," it's that second British voice from before. Actually, now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure I've heard it before. Had something to do with the Spiderling showing me a movie.
"Yes, my King. Titania, that will be her name," the voice spoke softly. The warm thing is removed from my mouth. I also feel myself being moved and a hand on my back.
No.
. . . . . .
This is not happening.
Have I been turned into a baby? Was the screeching from earlier coming from me? No. Absolutely not.
A burp leaves my mouth.
Fuck.
Hello good people, it has been a very long time since I have written fanfiction but I'm going to try.
First:
This will be the only time I state this as I don't like repeating myself.
Disclaimer: I don't own the MCU or FFXV besides the copies of movies and games I have on hand. Respectively, they belong to Marvel and Square. I'm just borrowing them to torture.
Second:
Inspirations for this come from a variety of places:
Carpe Noctis by e_addi which is both on here and Ao3 who I hope updates the SI fic.
The Limitations of Wax by RayShippouUchiha on Ao3 who writes a gut-wrenching FemTony.
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I hope to be able to continue this. I have a few chapters written, but it will be slow going. I hope to update in a week.
So this is me testing the waters, I hope there are no sharks swimming. I'm allergic to those.
See you next week.
Minerva