A/N Hope you love it, I do! Enjoy, just saying though, I am not making any money for this and I don't own anything but the plot and Hadria's seriously screwed-up-ness.

Chapter 4

After seeing Tony like that, Maeve's Healer Training started to kick in. She ran over to him, already murmuring diagnostic spells to see what was wrong. She felt her magic responding, how it enjoyed being free to move outside, inside and around her again. As the coloured beams that was her magic hit him, she soon got a full list of what was wrong. She quickly found that his chest had collapsed inwards, and that he had concussion. He was bleeding internally in a few places, and it seemed that he had lost quite a bit of blood from the cuts he had… everywhere.

She saw Natasha Romanov, originally Natalia Romanova, run up to them, the rest of the Neo-Avengers at her heels. Gently, Hadria pried the shield out of Tony's hands before getting to work on his chest. She started to chant spell after spell, enlarging her trunk to take out the necessary potions she needed and taking off their preservation charms before feeding Tony some skele-gro and some blood replenishing potions for them. She couldn't do anything about the concussion right now other than wake him up. Once she was finished with his cuts and chest, she wiped the sweat off her brow, shrunk her trunk again and reattached it to her belt. She turned around and saw the rest of the new Avengers aiming their weapons at her.

She looked at the weapons and her mind went back into that of the Summer Soldier. Her eyes darted around, finding the exit points from where she was, then scanning her comrades before she could stop herself. Once she snapped herself out of that, she looked into the eyes of each of them before they lowered their weapons. "I can explain this." She told them, holding her hands up in the universal signal for 'I surrender'. (Seriously, did Tony have to ask that to every alien he met? He was soooo weird.) They surrounded her and 'escorted' her into the living room of the building that Tony had given them rooms in. Once they all sat down and she enervated Tony, she sat while the others explained the situation.

"-and then she started to whisper a bunch of Latin and then boom! You're glowing! It was so cool, but then Vision said that she might be a threat, so we all prepared to attack her, you know, just in case, but she was just like," Here, Peter raised his arms in the surrendering motion, "'I can explain,' before totally waking you up without touching you! It was SO cool!" Peter finished explaining. Right then, he reminded her of Ron when he saw Viktor Krum for the first time. She sighed, the nostalgia of those times.

She smiled at Peter, loving his child-like curiosity of all the things that he has yet to understand, and his acceptance of the unexplainable. "I haven't shown anyone my face since I came into this world." Hadria started. "First of all, my name is Hadria Maeve Potter-"

"You're Hadria Potter?!" Peter and Tony yell. Peter, because he seriously loved the tech they came up with, and Tony because they were his main competitor for the technology market. Natasha was staring at her with vague recognition, maybe she'd been close to the handlers? Either way, she eyed Hadria suspiciously. Fiend took this in stride though and just continued to listen to the others.

"You haven't been stealing my ideas, have you?" Tony asked suspiciously. He'd already had one mole before, he didn't need another one. He started fingering the bracelets he had on, just in case he needed his suit.

"No! Of course not, I wouldn't do that!" Hadria exclaimed, honestly offended. She saw Natasha start to scrutinize her to see if she was lying. Ha, good luck with that, Hadria was a master Occlumens, which allowed her to control all her emotions, not that they knew that. "Just because I own a company in the same market does not mean that I am going to steal your ideas!" She started to give a playful glare to Tony, which was all they could see of her face. "I already have a faster processor in all my products anyway." They could hear the smirk in her voice as she teased Tony.

Here, Tony started trying to form a coherent sentence, but all he could come up with was a loud, "Nuh-uh!" With a slight, not that he would admit it, whining tone.

"As I was saying, no one has seen my face, as a hero. The truth is, it got me into a lot of trouble when I was younger and I'm afraid it will happen again." She told them. She put her face- her mask?- in her hands. "Honestly, I have felt so guilty keeping this from you, but when I saw Tony like that, I couldn't stop myself from helping. My friends used to call it my 'saving people thing,' no matter who they are I can't seem to not help them." Hadria sighed as self loathing captured her in its dark grip.

"Used to, past tense." Vision started. "If I may ask, where are these friends now?" He asked politely. He didn't know her powers, but she was the one that assisted him when he was going through his internal debate of what he should feel about what Wanda did to him. He felt that he had to give her the benefit of a doubt, if only to repay her.

"Somewhere I can never reach them again." Hadria said softly, raising her head so that they could see the tears in her eyes through the slits of her mask.

"Are they dead?" Peter asked solemnly, he understood the loss of those who were really close to you. After his parents and Uncle Ben died, he had been a giant ball of rage (though it was tiny compared to the Hulk). Natasha leaned in, trying to get a read on her.

"No, at least I don't think so. I think not knowing that is what makes this situation even worse." Hadria explained. "Honestly, it happened so fast. I used to be a part of another world, another reality. I understand this is difficult for you to take in, Tony, but where I came from, there were people who were able to release these waves of energy to make certain things happen. Dangerous things, terrible things, but also great things. We were a secret society that hid underneath all of the world, where we didn't use any technology because it never worked with the waves we could send out." She stopped because Peter raised his hand, "Silly, you don't need to raise your hand if you have a question, just ask!" Hadria giggled, and this was a first time that any of these people heard it. They decided that they liked it, and wanted to hear it again.

"Well," Peter started, he was blushing. "Uh, I guess, if you couldn't use technology because of these currents you give off, then how did you build technology and not short out any of the tech in the Tower?" It was a scientifically sound question, given the facts.

"Well, when I first came here and saw that there was so much technology around me, I decided that I wanted to be able to interact with the world, so I constructed a spell that would keep the waves I give off from moving too far from me from what I know. It makes sure that no matter what happens, none of the tech will be fried from using small amounts of the waves." Hadria explained. "So, that ought to keep that poser… Loki I think his name was? From messing with the tech in the Tower. That fake witch too, Wanda. I so don't want her messing with my stuff."

There were mixed responses. Tony looked kinda happy, I guess Loki was a bitch to deal with, Vision looked conflicted in how he felt, maybe because I called his (ex?) girlfriend a fake, Peter looked excited by the prospects, and T'Challa looked like he was trying to work something out. Natasha also looked contemplating as she observed Hadria and seemed to reevaluate her.

Maeve then started to pull off my mask. This got all of the guys' attention, as far as they knew, I never took off the mask. Not even in the shower. Natasha looked somewhat interested as well, she was a spy. They thrived off knowledge. Knowledge is power, and all that.

Tony POV:

Oh my fucking god, the mask is finally coming off. I had made a bet with Rhodey about what she looked like, he bet $1000 that she would look like any normal girl, while I matched him and said that she was something special, like she had something that made her so different. When she told us that her face caused her problems when she was young, I had known that I had won the bet. I'm serious, I fucking checked all the security footage I had at my disposal for it, but I could never find it.

Before it fully came off though, she seemed a loud shriek was heard as FRIDAY started to speak about some type of alarm that Pepper had had set for the latest time for my return. And speak of the devil, she walked in as soon as we turned off the alarm. "Hello everyone, is Tony back yet?" She asked before noticing me. "Oh! How was Siberia, did Steve decide to return? I do hope he did, tensions are starting to rise quite a lot-" She cut herself off as she took in the somber feel at the moment. "Let me guess, you accidentally showed them your special powers." Pepper rolled her eyes, staring at Fiend. She replaced her mask before removing her hand from her face and nodding.

"You knew?!" I exclaimed. "I thought you loved me, darling! Why didn't you tell me!?" I dramatically grabbed my heart and fell onto Peter. Hey, I wasn't that old, just a nice 26 years old, I was allowed to be as childish as I wanted. I bet the old Avengers thought I was in my 40's or something, my beard makes me look more mature if I do say so myself. Even if Pepper and I broke up, she was still one of my best friends, we were awkward sometimes, but we got over that soon enough. I heard a rumor lately that she and Happy are hanging out together now, and I could see what was going on there... Hehehe...

Peter seemed to get embarrassed, seeing as it had to be somewhat embarrassing for a man to fall on you and release a girly yelp... Hahaha, I could totally tease him about that... Later, Tony. Later! We had other things to think about right now... T'Challa and Vision were looking at her, twin looks of curiosity in their eyes. "Have we met before?" T'Challa asked her. He was scratching his chin in thought, as he recaptured his bearings.

"Aw, you don't remember proposing to me? T'Challa, I'm hurt. I even found the perfect woman for you!" Fiend Fyre sang, as she seemed to turn towards T'Challa. Her eyes portrayed her her emotions, I noticed. Right now, they were an exciting green, joyful. "I remember we had spoken quite a lot, yet you don't remember my voice?" She asked him, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"Wait, what? HE proposed, Mr. I-am-the-King-of-Wakanda-and-I-need-to-be-professional proposed to you?" I yelled as I started to run around the room. Pepper laughed at me while I continued to act ridiculous.

"She is a wonderful woman, she has great leadership skills and rich in her own right. She knows when to act professional and when she can be the little vixen she is, so I see no problem with it. Most of all, she can tell when I am wound up too tight and talk me down from starting a national crisis." T'Challa said as his eyes lit up. "However, she shot me down and told me that she already has a beloved. I assume you have found him?" He asked her. Natasha had a curious glint in her eyes, I noticed, she seemed to have warmed up to Fiend the most in the past few months, the two women were pretty close.

"Ah, that I have, good friend. He is a wonderful person, even though he has been put through so much." She sighed, almost defeatedly. "I cannot say if he shares your sentiments on me though, I am starting to question his affection for me. I have been told that he was just using me for my position, that he was lying to me the entire time we were together. I feel like he is slipping through my fingers." She spoke sadly, as if it made total logical sense for him to leave her, and it made all of our hearts ache. When Peter heard she already had someone to love, he smiled. Man, the kid sure liked her, though I guess it's understandable. She was a very likable person, after all.

"Whoever he is, he's an idiot. If he cannot tell that you are the most wonderful woman that can be found, he is blind." T'Challa told her. She at looked at him, silently thanking him for his words with her eyes.

"So, now that that is over and done with let's get on to the more important subject. I know this wonderful woman who would be perfect for you." Maeve started. "She has beautiful silver hair, she's a mutant, she's beautiful, and she is always very calm and collected." Maeve rambled. "And, she's great at leading and listening, I mean, she does it all the time, and she can handle pressure with poise and confidence. Her name is Storm, or Ororo Munroe-"

I cut her off, "The descendent of the Indian Priests on the X-Men?" I asked. I was excited. They had the coolest people in the X-Men, I heard that there was a guy that had retractable claws made of adamantium.

"Yeah, she would be perfect for him, wouldn't she?" Maeve asked me excitedly. I nodded, and we started to make plans for them, from their first date to their marriage ceremony before Pepper stopped us.

"So, what are your powers exactly?" Peter asked, talking for the first time after Fiend's attempt to reveal her face and Pepper's entrance. Natasha appeared to be curious about this as well, like she wanted to add that to her mental file on Fiend Fyre.

"And what's your real name?" I asked, and the others seemed to look at her, realizing she hadn't said it.

"Well, my birth name is Hadria Maeve Potter, but I have been known as many things. Harry, Maeve, May, and a whole bunch of names that are way too long." She told us. I got curious, just how many names did she have?

"Well, we have time, tell us!" I demanded. I didn't care if I sounded like a kid, my curiosity was piqued.

She seemed to stumble a bit, as if she were embarrassed. Okay, now I had to know. "Tell me!" I continued to yell at her childishly, I was getting very frustrated with how she wasn't answering.

"Fine!" She yelled angrily before she started listing them off. "Well, there was 'The-Girl-Who-Lived,' 'Prat,' 'Attention seeking bitch,' 'The-Chosen-One,' 'The-Woman-Who-Conquered-'" She stopped there, as if she didn't want to say the others. Too bad, I wanted to know, she can't just leave me hanging! I started staring at her hard until she gave in. She sighed and everyone leaned in slightly, yes, even Vision and T'Challa. "Master of Death, for one." She told us quietly, which shocked us all quite a bit, but it was the last one that knocked the legs out from underneath all of us.

"And my most recent one, the Summer Soldier."