Here's the last chapter. :( I've already started writing the next story so don't worry it will be up soon! Enjoy the final chapter of..."I Am Not Stark Industries."
Chapter 7
Donnie stayed in his lab most of the night. Elek and I sat on the couch watching the blank TV screen. I looked at my phone is was eleven, where were they? I stood up and kind of hobbled towards Donnie's lab, knocking on the doorway before entering.
"Yeah?" He didn't turn around.
"Its eleven and the others aren't back yet. I don't know if this is normal, but should you call them?"
"Nah, they're almost here." He said with his hand resting on his fist.
I looked over his shell and saw three little dots moving. "You track them?"
"Yeah, just in case if we get into a tight spot or captured, we'll be able to get them back." Don explained.
"So you always sit here when they leave?"
"No, I usually go out with them."
This is amazing. Where'd you get this stuff?" I asked.
"I made all of this." He answered proudly.
"Wow." This turtle just keeps on impressing me.
"Thanks." Don smiled at his work. "Elek's pretty amazing too. He's just so complex and his ability to gain knowledge without having to download anything. I mean, that's amazing."
"Thats what happens when every possible thing goes wrong with my life. I built Elek when my dad was home, but all the programming was done when he left." I shrugged. "It kept me from having to sleep."
"I was worried by the length of time you were out, but when you say that it makes sense." He finally turned and faced me. "If you don't mind me asking, were you having nightmares about your dad?"
"Ya, Jarvis would have to wake me up because I was screaming supposedly." I shrugged trying to make it seem terrible.
"I'm sorry." He told me and I knew from his voice that he really meant it.
"No ones ever said that to me." I smiled slightly.
"What do you mean? Everyone says that." He chuckled nervously.
"You're the only one who said it and meant it." There was a long pause.
"That reporter went over the line." He suddenly said.
I knew which one he was talking about. "I'm guessing you four watched that."
"Yeah. You should've walked out earlier, you didn't need to say that."
"I guess I didn't know what to do." I folded my hands in front of me so I could stare at them.
"Do you even want to inherit the business?" Don asked.
I sighed. "No, I want to sing."
"You're a singer?"
"An undiscovered one, yeah."
"Why don't you get yourself out there?"
"With Stane my life is run by him and he wants me to either do whatever he wants with the company or he'll send me to a foster care home." I shook my head. "His mind has been poisoned by money and power, that's all he cares about."
"Thats terrible. I hope that when your dad gets back on his feet that Stane will be out of the picture."
"Me too."
"Bailey, come out here." Leo came to the lab and nodded his head towards the living room.
I hobbled my way over when I saw dad standing by Elek watching me.
"Daddy." No matter how old I am I will always call him 'daddy'. As fast as I could, I limped my way over to him and wrapped my arms around him. Leo must've told him my injuries because he lightly hugged me. My head now rests on his arc reactor and I hugged him as tightly as I could. I squeezed my eyes shut, cherishing this moment. Who knew if we were going to be in danger again?
"Bail, you can let go now." He kissed the top of my head.
"No." I smiled into him; not wanting to risk losing him again. "How'd you find him?" I asked Leo without letting go.
"Almost the same way we found you." Raph answered.
I let go and slapped him, but that hurt my rib and we both yelled 'ow'. "Are you stupid?"
"Yes but so are you, and if I ever catch you throwing yourself out in front of danger, I'll, uh, you'll be,um, you'll be grounded." He said with so much uncertainty.
"Nice job dad." I tried to laugh at his lame attempt of punishing me.
"I tried." He shrugged. "Now are you ready to go home?"
"Wait what? No, I came here for a reason. I'm not leaving until I can defend myself."
"Why are you so damn stubborn?" He asked himself.
"I'm your child."
He slid his hand down his face. "How am I going to keep you safe when you're on the other side of the country?"
"We'll take care of her. I can assure you no harm will come to her." Donnie stepped forward.
"Who are you?" Dad asked.
"Donatello."
They had this stare down and dad nodded. "Okay, you can stay here, but I want you to call every day." He told me.
"I will."
"Good."
"Would you like to stay for dinner?" Mikey asked. "I'm making pizza."
"Sure." Dad shrugged and walked over to Don's lab. "Impressive."
"Thank you, sir."
"Bailey, our sensei has agreed to allow you to join us in training." Leo walked up to me.
"Thank you." I smiled and nodded.
"Jarvis, you there?" Dad asked.
"For you, sir, always." Jarvis came through the speakers of Don's lab.
"Dad, what are you doing? You can't just hack into people's computer." I marched over to him and removed Jarvis from the system. "Bye Jarvis." I pressed one more button and Don's computer was returned to its previous state.
"You're no fun."
"I'm only fun when you're not hacking things."
"Great now there's three Donnies." Raph yelled as he walked into another room.
I shook my head at Raph as a small rat walked in. He has a yellow robe on and some sort of asian shoes. My eyes widened as I repeatedly told myself, 'don't freak out, don't freak out.'
"Hello." I said as my voice squeaked.
The rat chuckled. "Hello, Ms. Stark. I see that my appearance seems to be of a surprise to you."
I shook my head. "Ever since dad put a rat in my room, I've always been afraid of them. I woke up and it was on my face." I chuckled nervously.
"I didn't put it in your room, Bail. I simply misplaced it while searching for my wrench." Dad smirked and I glared at him.
"I am Splinter." The rat spoke.
"Nice to meet you." I forced my hand to extend and shake his paw.
"And you as well." We both pulled back before he spoke again. "Come let us all gather in the kitchen. Michelangelo is just finishing up with dinner." Splinter turned and walked into the kitchen with the others following.
I sat next to dad and Leo as Mikey served out the meal. We all ate with a light conversation going around the table, but everyone got silent for a few minutes. Dad cleared his throat.
"You can decide, but I'm gonna need you to do some interviews. You know, help reassure everyone that everything's okay." He told me making me stiffen. "What?"
"I can't do it yet, dad." I adverted my eyes to the table and away from him.
"I know, Obie's death is a lot to take in, but-"
I laughed sarcastically, cutting him off. "No, it's not his death. It's what he did."
"What do you mean?" Dad has been too busy to really talk to me, and I guess he didn't hear about what Stane made me do.
"It's nothing." I put my hands on my lap and tried to keep myself from exploding.
"Obviously it's not nothing." He sounded offended. "Look at me." I looked at his plate. "Bailey Marie Stark, look at me." I flinched at the use of my full name and met his eyes, which picked up my depressed mood. "Bail, what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it." My brows furrowed.
He glanced over at the turtles. "Oh you want to talk alone."
"It wouldn't matter if we spoke about it here or not; they watched it." I fought to keep my eyes on his. "Stane, put an interview together right after everyone knew about your captureā¦.can we just leave it at that?" I begged and looked to the ground again. I knew he was still confused. "Just go on YouTube and search Tony Stark's daughter runs out on interview. You'll probably get it with that." I forced myself to continue eating, hinting at the conversation ending. I looked up slightly and found Donnie giving me a sympathetic glance.
After dinner I stayed in Don's lab writing some song lyrics and helping update Don's tech. Dad left an hour later after saying good-bye; he didn't ask about the interview, but I'm glad he didn't. He did return some time later with my luggage from the hotel and put it in the guest room I was staying in. Leo told me that my first lesson would start after I heal. Then I thought to myself, what if I get good enough maybe I can join the Avengers. I mean Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye, isn't a mutant of any kind. He's just a guy with a great aim with a bow. Now don't get me wrong he's amazing, but he shows me that I have a chance. Hopefully all this training will be enough, and I will protect my family.
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