THEY DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE CHANCE

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Disclaimer: Natsume Yuujinchou belongs to Yuki Midorikawa. Fukigen na Mononokean belongs to Kiri Wazawa. Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo. Danny Phantom belongs to Butch Hartman. Iron Man and Avengers belongs to Marvel

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Genre: Humor

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Warning: Typo is my most loyal fan. Spelling mistakes because English is not my mother language. Possibly OOC. Fluff. NOT BETA so beware of grammar mistakes

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Summary: Tony has to apologize to Brucie after this.

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"What's the situation?" Clint talked to the com, notching another bow before he fired it. It soared to the sky and missed the target entirely as she evaded at the last second, but it made her stay away from the tower, just like he intended.

"No casualties so far, sir," Leon answered, glaring at the target through the scope. He saw the woman's hands forming a red, glowing orb. She threw it at the tower but it dispersed before it could even touch the wall. Leo smirked when he saw the frustration drawing clear on her ugly face, "I always admired our boss for his geniuses, but now I admired him even more. Borderline on worshipping him. Good thinking, installing the arc reactor around the tower. It negated her power entirely."

Clint let out his own evil smile, shooting another arrow when the woman tried to get close. He also heard a couple of guns rang from around the open windows—the ex-SHIELDs may not be soldiers on the front line anymore, that doesn't mean their skills are rusted, however. And yes, the billionaire knew about Loki's power not working around him because of the arc reactor. He thought it was because of the Mistress' protection, but the God herself denied it, said that she cannot meddle with the human's affairs more than this. She only tinkered with Loki's circumstances because he's not a human. And allowed Ichigo and Danny to change the destiny because both of them are not entirely human either. That fact gave him an idea of how to protect the tower from magic power—because, be as it may, Tony still didn't know how the magic mumbo jumbo works, to the dismay of the genius—by installing the mini-version of arc reactor around the house.

He could make the thing by dismantling one of his weapons, using the junk around the cave. And now, with appropriate tools, material and JARVIS as his assistant to help? He could do tons.

Clint saw Thor, the Rogers, and Romanova outside of the tower, battling with the other attacker albeit with a bit of difficulty. The other one's power is super speed, so it's no wonder they have a hard time connecting their attack on him. Only the God of another planet could touch him, by letting his hammer lead the way. And occasionally Romanova, with her practice as an assassin, giving her a bonus in agility.

The archer's mouth thinned whenever his gaze landed on the latter two. Their moronic action about the SHIELD files still ticked him off. And he'll never forget nor forgive them for that, for throwing his whole family in danger and killed a bunch of his friends indirectly. Though he shoved that feeling away, as they need to save the town from the rampaging villain. Clint's eyes sharpened, following the attacker's super quick movement without trouble. His nickname is not just for show, you see.

Predicting where he'll move by his fighting stance and where his feet pointed at, he notched the arrow then immediately released it without hesitation. There's nothing on his arrow's way one second and suddenly a man with white hair fall to the ground, clenching his teeth and cradling his arm in agony, Clint tsked. He intended to aim for his legs so his power will reduce significantly. His eyes may follow him, but it seems his arrow couldn't.

(Though no matter. It wouldn't be long till it kicked in)

"Pietro!" He heard the woman shout the name of the other attacker. Abandoning her futile attack, she zoomed down to the ground and erected her magic shield to stop to the upcoming attack of the other Avenger. Not before giving Clint a stink glare for stopping her rampage.

Thor tried to attack the shield using his thunder, eliciting a groan from the woman. She obviously was having a trouble to keep up the hasty barrier, only managing to keep it up with sheer will alone. Clint watched as those two villains conversed with each other and—his orbs narrowed—the woman suddenly smirked.

When the assault stop for a moment, she brought down the barrier, throwing her magic at the caught-off-guard Avenger, and teleporting the man away.

Clint sat straight up. Shit, he didn't know she could do that. It didn't take much thinking what that woman's plan was. She couldn't do much in or outside the tower, the mini-arc reactor around made this tower basically a cage to her. So it was reasonable for her to send the man away, to do the dirty work. Because the man's power couldn't be categorized as magic power, or it seems. Just an enhanced power like the Spiderman kid.

"JARVIS! Anyone! The man's gone!" Clint shouted through his com, alerting the other agent, "is he in the tower right no—"

BOOM

He cursed and ran, immediately went over to the source of the sound. Some of the agents were on his tail too, silently gave him a backup and protecting his rear if he need be. He turned around the corner, immediately saw a big hole on the wall.

Right on Bruce Banner's room.

"Shit."

"I'm sorry, Clint," JARVIS spoke sorrowly, "there's no weapon in Doctor's room because it'll agitate the Hulk so I couldn't help when the man snatched him away..."

"Don't worry, we just have to find him. I need two people to abandon their post to search for—"

"ROOOAAARRRR"

Before he could finish his instruction though, a loud howl echoed, making the ground tremble. He turned his head slowly, the hair on his nape stand up and horror crept into his widened eyes. As he saw from the window, the giant green monster stood menacingly and terrifying civilians around.

"Double shit."


Hulk didn't know exactly what happens. The thing he remembered was puny Banner doing his boring science as always while watching the live video of the fight outside of the tower, a worried frown etched on his tired face. Suddenly, somebody popped up inside their room, grabbed the collar of the surprised doctor and make a beeline to the make-escape by moving way too fast for normal eyes to follow, crushing the sturdy wall down like a mere paper.

They met with a woman with eye-catching red hair. Then with the same red light, everything turned muzzy.

And the Hulk knew it was time for him to take the reign.

He let out another roar when he felt something pelted against his green skin. Who was that? An enemy? Hulk saw a man with blue-white-red costume and a shield taking a fighting stance, along with a woman in black garb. Was he the one who attacked him? It seems so because as his enraged eyes snapped onto him, he just caught the flying shield back from the air. Wasn't he the one who makes the puny Banner's life difficult? He remembered puny Banner said this man made his friend upset so it upset him too. And the woman is his follower or something? That's mean she's bad too.

But who is this friend? Hulk doesn't remember. He knew deep down, this friend of puny Banner is his friend too. He always smiled and treated them so nicely. He even talked to him when Banner was too caught up with his work. So why can't he remember?

(The red light shone ever so brightly, clouding his mind even further)

Hulk tried smashed them into a flat pancake, but those tiny humans always moved so fast. It only angered him further, especially being those two didn't stop attacking him; ignoring the Man with Hammer who led the screaming civilians away. Why won't they led the other tiny humans away too? Why won't they led the others away from him so they could stop attacking him and leave them alone?

Hulk let out a flurry of fists, cracking the ground and flying the debris around. One of it connected with the Man with Shield as he flew and crashed into the building's window across the street. The surprised attack froze the woman long enough for Hulk to deliver a punch right on her stomach.

She managed to reduce the damage by snatching the wrecked car plate on the ground but it still sent her away from him. That's good enough.

Because Hulk will not let those two go near puny Banner. They'll only hurt him. They already hurt puny Banner's friend so of course, they'll hurt him too. And Hulk will not let them do that. Hulk will not let them even think about that. Hulk will drove them away, will smack the life out of them, will protect puny Banner because he's a nice puny Banner who only want to live in peace so Hulk will help him with that and—

He saw a Metal Man flew down from the sky on the corner of his eyes, staying floated far enough from his usual punch range. He pointed his hand to him, changing the normal metal hand to something similar to that shooting thingy People in Uniform brought whenever he resurfaced from puny Banner's back mind, but bigger. Before Hulk could turn around and stop the Metal Man from doing whatever he wants (he looked familiar. Why did the Metal Man look familiar?) he shot the weapon right between his legs, opening a green portal that swallowed him whole.

The Hulk let out an angry howl, frustrated at the turn of event.

Yet at the same time relief because deep down, he didn't hurt anyone other than Man with Shield and Woman in Black. Why did he felt that, when he thought all of the tiny humans will only hurt him and the puny Banner, Hulk didn't know.

(The red light dimmed and his mind finally free)


"That should take care of him for a moment. Hope he cool his head after this is all over," Tony hummed, changed the Fenton Bazooka installed in his armor back to its normal repulsor. He surveyed the situation around, noting the wreckage around the tower and ruined building. He saw a familiar figure crushing the big boulder that trapped a bunch of civilians inside the building that was on fire and immediately went over to help; ignoring the inquiry of the captain and the glare of the black widow.

"Man of Iron, you're finally here," his voice boomed as usual, though it tinged with seriousness, "I'm sorry this happen. If only I secure the Mind Stone and brought it away from the earth..."

"Don't worry about it, point break. Not your fault SHIELD suck and let one of their agents betrayed them. At least the one who worked for me are clever than most of them," he waved at the bouncing child, urging him to go to the shelter with his family, "so, what's this about Loki escaping? Have you found him?"

"Unfortunately, no. He's not on earth, it seems and Heimdall couldn't find him anywhere," Thor bit his lips, "Loki is the only one who managed to hide his presence from Heimdall. If the all-hearing and all-seeing himself couldn't find him, it'll be difficult for me to track him down."

"He's a God of Trickery, of course, it's like a child play to him to hide between the crowds. Who knows, maybe he's actually here. Already here, watching and snickering at you floundering around," Tony answered, "well, let's forget about him for now and focus on this. So, what's the status of those villa—"

"STARK!"

A rage scream was his only warning before something smashed onto his armor and smacked him away from the shocked God of Thunder, crashing through the already ruined building. It took him a moment to realize someone was manhandling him, hands on his neck, trying to choke him but failed because the armor protected the whole body. By the coat and the hair, she looks like she was the one who tried to attack him at HYDRA bunker before the Mistress teleported him away.

"Oi, oi, you're one rude villain," Tony quipped, still letting the girl brought him away to who-knows-where; they've been crashing through the building upon building as the conversation going on. Oh, the collateral damage. Oh, the money to rebuild all of this. He's going to discuss the restoration of the city with the government. Because, as rich as he was, doesn't mean he has the responsibility to bear all the burden, Takashi-chan admonished, "at least introduce yourself or something? Even Loki is more classy than you do. But of course, he's a real magician while you're a fake. So, how's that brain of yours feel? Elevated? Disgusted? Mind Stone has the power to mess with your head spectacularly, y'know. One of my family experience that first-hand. You really need to see a psychiatrist if something happens in the future, oka—"

"SHUT UP!" the woman roared, her ugly scowl get even uglier. The armor gave him a notification warning about the pressure on his neck becoming stronger, though he didn't really worry about that. The collateral damage is more important right now. Can this woman stop flying already? If he didn't become the pilot himself, he gets a bit dizzy, "You...what did you do to Pietro?!"

"Huh, who's now? I don't know anyone name Pietro"

"My brother! He suddenly went down, he won't wake up! What did you do to him?!"

"Ahh, that man. Clint told me he nailed him with one of his quivers," Tony smacked his fist to the other palm, making a pose that he just solved an incredible mystery ever. He chirped, "don't worry girly, Clint just shot him with a sleeping arrow. He'll wake up in no time. Oh, and a mini tracker too. Did you hear that, Clint? He's down."

"Roger," the archer's voice rang inside his helmet, "Thor is near his location. I'll ask him to apprehend the villain."

"Oh sorry, you couldn't hear our talk," Tony happily said, "Clint said he caught him, so I think you should surrender too. Don't want your bro to be worried"

"Damn you, Stark! You killed my parents and now you get my brother too?! I'm not going to forgive you. I'll kill you," she shouted, the wind whipped her red hair around, making it messy and portraying herself like a crazy woman, I'LL KILL YOU!"

"Didn't you hear me? Clint did the job, not me. You should really check your ear. And what's this about your parents? I didn't kill anyone," the armor sat straighter, the unchanging mask stared at the woman with intensity, "But enough with this shit. Let's finished this play right here, right now."

He pointed his repulsor right on her nose and fired; not caring if, with the right power, he could basically blow her head off.

(She touched Brucie Bear. She touched his family. Nobody. Touched. His. Family)

Tony ignored her growl, balancing himself because his impromptu 'co-pilot' went down to the ground with a thud. He zoomed with a speed, intending to ram her, metal fist ready. The woman evaded at the very last second, picking the humongous rubble from the wrecked building with her power and threw it at him, in which Tony's metal fist destroy it without trouble.

The woman stood up and teleported right behind him, balls of magic ready. He spun around, catching his wrist and one-arm-shoulder-threw her without hesitation. She yelped, catching herself up and threw new balls at him, as the previous one was dissIpated when Tony caught her off guard.

The ball dispersed when it reached his arc reactor, however, not hurting anyone involved.

"Wha—"

"See, told you you should've given up," the billionaire's voice echoed, all the humor gone, "you will never defeat me. Not if I'm being protected by my armor."

" Grr...then I'm just going to make you come out from that thing!" She flew, another ball of magic ready to launch.

"You will never defeat me," Tony repeated, not moving from his spot, letting the woman speeding up to him, "not just because I'm being protected by my armor."

The armor opened up, showing nothing but complex mechanism and thin metal endoskeleton.

"It's because I'm not here in the first place~"

And the armor closed, trapping the villain inside.


When Steve arrived at the conference room inside the tower—Clint said to meet him there, even though he really didn't want to welcome them inside and the ex-SHIELDs were prepared to shoot the moment their sight landed onto them. However it's for convenience sake and they need to see someone they knew ASAP—he froze on the spot when he saw who the said someone was.

"Fury, sir?!" he said, incredulous laced onto his tone, "but...the HYDRA incident...aren't you..."

"Don't kill me so soon, captain. If it's not because of you two involvement, I can finish the problem silently. And not losing all of my agents," he started when he saw Steve flinched and Natasha started to open her mouth, "what? Do you think I didn't know about HYDRA infiltrating SHIELD? I already have a suspicion when you, with all your knowledge by watching one video, decided to think Tony is the bad guy. Sure, I instructed the agent to showed you a video about our potential members, but never in my plan that video will create a rift between you all. That's why I asked Romanova to collect the info. Seems like I made a wrong decision."

It was Natasha turn to flinched ever so slightly.

"If you're here, Fury, what about Coulson?" he heard Clint spoke up from the corner, accompanied by the serious Thor. He leaned his body on the wall with hands folded in front of his broad chest., "is he also...alive?"

Steve saw how his eyes glinted with hope albeit a small one, clouded with apprehension

(Yes. He knew that sentiment so well. Even now, the guilt still eating him, thinking about his best friend's death. Hoping that it was not true and wish he could turn back the time)

(Yet his worry lessen a bit after this SHIELD incident, right? After he knew the truth about the said best friend)

(The small voice, buried though not forgotten, remind him. That's not the only truth you discover right? Don't you remember what your best friend did to that person's parents?)

Fury lowered his head and closed his visible eye. Furrow eyebrows wrinkled even more so, he shook his head, "no. I may escape from the HYDRA clutches, but not Coulson. I tried to call the paramedic right away, but Loki's attack hit his vital right on point. If only it missed even a bit to the side..."

Clint let out a sorrowful sigh, tense shoulders sagged in disappointment. The god of Thunder patted his back in an attempt to comfort the archer.

"Focus. Now, what is this I hear about villains started attacking this town? Again?" Fury asked, "you said you caught one of them, Thor?"

"Indeed I am, Man of Fury. With the help of Man of Hawk, we can apprehend him without much difficulty anymore," he answered, "he's in a basement right now. I chained my hammer to his legs so he cannot escape."

"And where's the other villain?"

"I got it covered~" Steve's body tensed when he heard someone's voice behind him, grip on his Shield's handle tightened for a moment. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was though, as the said person stepped to the front, armor clanking inside the tense room. He put his hands on his hips and, even with his helmet up, he could imagine Tony was pouting right now, "man, Nicky. You're just like a cockroach! Be more consistent, why don't you? And I already updated my status on social media too, saying that you're dead and all..."

"Stark!"

How can he be so insensitive?

"He's kidding, Captain. Loosen up a bit. Even I know he's not serious," Fury immediately shot down Steve's approaching lecture with one hand, eyes roaming around the figure of the armor, "also, where are you, Stark?"

What? Steve blinked. What is he talking about? Stark is right here. He's in that armor.

"Honestly, Nicky. I'm still wondering if your eye can see through things. How could you even know?" not noticing Steve's confused face, the helmet opened up. And instead of Tony's usual smug face, it was actually the villain, the woman that attacked them with her magic. The moment she could smell fresh air, she started spewing curses. The faceplate went down within a second, "it's easier to catch her this way. And my arc reactor blocked her magic too. So don't worry, she couldn't use her mind control as long as she's inside."

Fury nodded in understanding, praising the genius's decision silently.

"Wait!" the captain interrupted, making everyone attention rested onto him, "how can that armor move by itself? Don't tell me...you can control it without the need to be inside? All this time?"

"Well, yeah. It's my armor, I can do anything with it. It's practically my toy airplane."

"Then you don't have to be in the front line!" Steve frowned, "you're a civilian one and foremost, you shouldn't endanger yourself like that!"

"Why, captain. Do you want to get rid of me that badly? Have something to hide, hm?" Tony's sing-song, making the bulky man step back unconsciously. What...was that insinuation?

(Did he know? No, I delete that video the seconds all the files were thrown to all over the internet. There's no way Stark could find it).

The armor's head tilted sideways, giving an aura of false innocent, "it's up to me if I want to ride the armor manually or not, right? Everyone can be a hero nowadays. Do you see that Spiderman? Nobody prohibited him from doing the superhero job."

Except for his aunt at one time. But she already gave him her blessing so we can forget about that.

"My kid told you before and I'll remind you again. We don't need your help to maintain the world, captain," even when Steve know the billionaire was not inside that armor, he could practically felt his stare pierce into his very soul. Maybe it was just the trick of that unchanging expression of the faceplate, yet it unnerved him anyway, "the world doesn't revolve around you. So grow up and leave that comfort zone already."

Steve took another step back, he gulped.

"You didn't answer my question. Where exactly are you, Stark?" Fury spoke up, changing the subject. He didn't need the drama right now. And with Tony's experience in handling the shark called media, the captain will be the one who takes the most burnt from the one-sided argument. Tony didn't hold back. Not anymore, "I'm not complaining about the result but why didn't you help directly this time?"

"Oh, you wanna know?"

In a place between reality and supernatural realm, Tony was sitting cross-leg in the middle of the Mononokean, watching Itsuki and Hanae standing in front of the Spirit World Gate, sending off Karina and Ruru to the youkai world. It was the first time the kids saw Itsuki summon the Gate, so the others were peeking around their shoulders, trying to take a glance at what was the other side looks like. Shuuichi, invited by Takashi (correction; he begged Takashi to invited him) almost bounced on his heels, big smile adorned his handsome face, that looks hurt, "I'm in Japan!" or in a place between Japan and America, "I'm with my kids right now~"

Tony did intend to help them on person like always. Especially when Pepper informed him about the Hulk situation (Brucie. His family!). Yet Takashi blocked his path. Ichigo, Danny, and Peter were right behind. The platinum-haired boy said that it was noble of him to try to help his friend, but that doesn't mean he has to risk his life, not when he knew the woman has a mind control power and had attacked him before; so she'll most likely do the same this time. Yes, the Mistress protected him before. That doesn't mean she's going to do that again, knowing she couldn't involve herself with the human's problem twice in a row.

So Takashi shoved the Iron Man's headpiece to his chest, glared and snapped, "step out of this room and you are a dead meat."

Tony nodded his head quickly, sweat rolling down his temple.

That was the reason why the kids unanimously pointed Takashi as their leader, even though Ichigo is the oldest. His status as Shuuichi's friend and student in exorcism gave him an immunity to celebrity's charm. Ichigo was crude with practically everyone, it was his standard response. And Danny's sarcastic quips may be infinite but Takashi just took the cake. Besides, the half-shinigami prefer to glare and punch his way through the problem and the half-ghost is shy in nature, while Takashi can switch between nice and scary with just a snap of a finger. That why he's their wolf in sheep clothing.

He gets along with Pepper like that.

"Besides, it was a smart move, wasn't it? She cannot mind control me and I'm safe for her murderous intent," the billionaire chirped, watching Fury sighed from the armor's eye lens. Tony weighed the decision for a bit then decided it was time to hear what the villain want to say, so he opened up the faceplate again. Why she attack the town and especially, why target him personally. He needs to know the real reason of the Mistress' anger, "and can you shut up for a minute, woman? You're going to make my ears bleed."

Yes. Even when she was trapped inside the armor, the magician won't stop insulting his very own being. What was her problem, really? He never even met her before.

"Of course, orphans like us are not important to you, Stark! Why would you even remember us?" Oops, did he say that out loud? "The only thing you care is nuking our town and shower with the money you got after massacring everyone with your weapon."

"Wha—Stark, was that true?!" go figure, the Captain is the first one to pounce on to that statement. Look, he even prepared his 'I'm disappointed in you' face.

"What region did you live?" not acknowledging Steve's sputter, he instead asked the woman, "because as far as I know, I only sold my weapon to American's government and their allies at that time. JARVIS recorded their movement, nothing will escape him. Well, except the weapons Obadiah sell illegally behind my back. He must've used the code to deactivate JARVIS so he couldn't record anything and—"

And he blinked, his rambling finally caught onto him.

Fury 'hn'ed, figuring Tony's silent as the answer to the reason behind this sudden terrorist attack, "must be him then. You already destroyed every weapon he sold when you donned that Iron Man persona the first time around. But that doesn't mean they didn't use some of them already."

"NO! Stark killed my family!" the woman howled, she struggled, "she bombed our house! I saw it! I saw the weapon casing! There's Stark name written on it! It's his fault!"

Fury is not amused, however, "it's the company name, missy. Learned to tell the difference."

"But, Fury sir. That doesn't mean Tony is not at least half responsible for it," Steve suddenly interjected, for some odd reason trying to defend someone who attacked and maybe tried to kill him too not five minutes ago, "if only he didn't choose to be a weapon manufacturer in the first pla—"

"Can you please shut your mouth for a second, Rogers?!" Clint shouted, loud and sharp, it shocked half of the occupant, "Your argument doesn't mean shit! Didn't you hear what that woman said? Tony's WEAPON killed her parents. W-E-A-P-O-N. Anything is possible as long as they have the blueprint. He has tons of employees that worked for him, one of them can be the one who makes them. And besides, did you just insinuate it's Tony fault for having a job? That because he's the creator, that mean he's the culprit? What if I'm the one who wields Tony's gun and shoots you? Does that mean Tony is the one who killed you? Besides, Tony is just continuing his father's legacy. If you want to blame someone, blame Howard, you dick!"

Steve closed his mouth with a click.

Tony snorted. Seriously, what did that captain trying to do? It was obvious that woman's logic had flaws, hole everywhere. Why did he decide to support her?

"Besides, did you say you see the casing with my company name on it?" Tony continued, "then that's mean it's not my weapon. Not the one Obadiah sold to the terrorist either."

Her face contorted with pure rage, "What are yo—"

"My weapons never fail. Ever. If I make a gun, it'll surely fire. If I make a bomb, it'll surely explode," the billionaire explained, patting Fuzzy that was now curled on top of his lap. He accepted the tea Itsuki made for him, smiling a bit at their concern face. Tony doesn't like talking about his 'Merchant of Death' life, they knew this. Still have a nightmare about the dark side of his past life. That was why they're now circling around him, trying to calm his nerve by staying beside him, "if you have time to see the name, let alone stare at it long enough to remember the name, then it was a fake. Someone used my company name to frame me, it's not unusual."

"How can you be so su—"

"Hush, captain. You, woman. Do you remember the casing number?" she didn't answer, just kept glaring at anything and anyone and cursed Tony's entire life. He pouted, "JARVIS, is her brother awake yet? If so, ask him."

"He said it was 1095B, sir," the AI answered after a minute of silence while opening a hologram that contained the list of weapons Tony's company made in the past, which employee that made them, what date they made the weapon and the serial number of the said weapon. Everyone present roamed their eyes and read the list carefully.

"We don't have that much B-version, what the hell? They should've stopped at 100, no. They should've stopped at 50! 50 is good enough to identify the problem! 50 is good enough to improve, goddammit amateur weapon maker!"

"So yes. Tony is not responsible for your parent's death," Clint, ignoring his boss' whine, glared back at the woman, who stood with shock written clearly on her face, coupled with anger and denial. The archer let out a long sigh, "it's useless, Tony. She doesn't want to listen. Stupid woman."

"No! That list was a lie! Stark bombed my town! He killed my parents! He killed them—"

The faceplate went down for the second time, cutting her rant. The genius, after finishing his complain to anyone who bothered to listen—usually JARVIS. Or Peter because he was just too nice—turned back to the main concern. By the tone of his voice alone, they could imagine Tony was smiling, feeling triumphant for crushing the villain's reason to pieces, "okay, let's talk about who will babysit them. Because there's no way a normal police can contain them, no matter how they insist they do."


In the end, Fury took them in and placed them in a special prison SHIELD created for the villain with superpowers. Looks like the baldy re-organize the spy agents, albeit with fewer members because Tony snatched all of the ex-SHIELD. And already operating the second the main base was destroyed by the HYDRA after the file dumped fiasco.

Tony happily provided them a choker that will block the villain's power.

With great power, comes great responsibility, he remembered Peter quoted his late Uncle's advice. If they will never going to amends for the misuse, Tony will not hesitate to stop them from having the said power. Good riddance.

He didn't notice Steve frowned.


It was two days after that. The adults lounged on the living room, doing their own things—Tony sipping his favorite coffee while typing messages to his kids on his phone, Clint cleaning his bow, Pepper doing the paperwork and Rhodey helped her with some—when the news about the terrorist attack came on. That's when the realization hit him like a truck and the billionaire blinked.

"Huh. I totally didn't notice we never learn about that woman's name..."


"Tony..." Rhodey started, closing the book he read and stare at the lab's wall that very night, "I feel like...we're forgetting something..."

"Yeah?" Tony absentmindedly answered, orbs not moving from his project and hands still moving, tightening the gear nut.

Clint, playing with Dum-E and Butterfinger, stared back, face deadpan, "more like someone."

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"OH MY GOD, BRUCIE BEAR!"


END


(A/N): Her name's Wanda Maximoff, Tony. Okay? Remember that.

Yup. Maximoff siblings never have a chance to win. They never have a chance to see Tony face to face in the first place! Ha!

I'm questioning how the heck Wanda's power worked on Tony when he was in his armor. There's an arc reactor on it, oy! Tho' maybe her power and Loki's power are different, huh? So I'll let it slide.

But not in MY story!

What? Because his arc reactor was planted inside his body so that's why he can repel Loki's magic. But in Ultron the arc reactor is just in the armor so that's why Wanda can use her power on him?

Naw...She can influenced him in the first place because Tony stepped out of his armor when he tried to grab the scepter (still questioning why he did that in the first place. It's not like u can't grab it when u'r still in ur armor) so yes. I'm using the arc reactor as his barrier in my story `3`

Besides, like I said, It's alternate universe! Anything is fair in alternate universe~~

I'm going to kill Coulson because I don't know in which part of the story I can included him in. Better just makes him disappear permanently then.

...that's a bit morbid :'D

Also poor, poor Brucie Bear.

Reviews are appreciated

Best Regards

Akabane Kazama