Chapter Ten: Chance Encounters
Last time Thor Bruce Banner, and Natasha Romanoff vanished as well as Clint Barton and now only one Avenger is left and Directer Nick Fury is not happy. A man named Ian Powell, a man from Panic's past, is somehow connected to all to the stranger disappearances. Panic made her first friend, a girl named Raven who looks familiar. Follow and comment on "In the Line of Fire, Panic" and tell me what you think!
Rosemary's Diner is an amazing little cafe with amazing services and appropriately priced food. Now that the world knows I'm the daughter of Tony Stark I can't exactly walk around all willy-nilly. I'm currently wearing a blond wig and dark brown tinted sun glasses with round lenses that hide my brown eyes. Rae's mom came and picked her up without even wanting to meet my father, that's never a good thing. So now I'm here, eating a bowl of vanilla ice cream in the April heat.
I still can't believe that someone is kidnapping the Avengers and no one can find anything out. Maybe I should call Nat and see how she's doing. You know, make sure she's all right. Dad gave me a one of a kind Stark phone that he personally made for just me and I thanked him for at least two hours. Now, I'm not that girl who will die without a cell phone but I do like having it to contact friends and family. Texting isn't my thing.
When I get home I'm gonna try and get JARVIS to help my track down the other missing Avengers without telling my dad about my little scheme. I get up from the small metal table and start back towards Malibu Mansion with one thing on my mind. Finding my friends. I get chills up my spine and I feel as if eyes are watching me. I turn around and see the one person I really don't want to see making a beeline towards me. Ian Powell.
I run down through an alleyway only to find that it's a dead end, now I'm screwed. Well, maybe I can climb up and over the roof of this building using the trash bin beside me and that way I'll escape Ian's wrath. Just then he rounds the corner and stops in front of my holding my cheeks between his thumb and index finger forcing me to look at him.
"So, it is you. That's what I thought," he looks up and down my body, eyes filled with lust.
"Get your damn hands off me!" I growl, teeth gritted in hatred. My head slams to the left and I feel blood welling up in my lip. H-he, he hit me. I look over at him and I feel the fear I felt for so many years dig and crawl its way back up to the surface. My hands tremble at my sides as I look at the man who was once my step-father who used to beat me, burn me with his cigarettes, shatter glass beer bottles on my head, and beat me to a pulp every night. That's another reason I never wanted to find Tony.
Another reason why I hated him. It wasn't just because I hate the man, which was a big factor in my decision but he and Ian shared something in common. Something that, because of my childhood, disgusts me. I've been offered it multiple times, even but Dad himself. I've always said no of course but it's a bad habit and knowing Tony did it, does it scared me away.
I knew that he drank, a lot, and I didn't need another 'father' who would beat me as well so I refused to ever meet my father. At the time, I'd never met him personally and aside from all my other reasons this was the icing on the cake. This is the main reason I never wanted to meet Tony but he turned out to be an amazing father and I'm not exactly the easiest child in the world to deal with plus, I've got a lot of baggage.
Ian lived in the apartment that burned down but he had a room. A top secret room that no one was aloud to enter, not even mom. She never knew just how bad he beat me because I wanted her to be happy with a guy so I covered up all the burns and bruises. I broke into his secret room and saw this metal machine, a machine I designed, and I saw a red button so I pushed it. The machine exploded and when Ian got home he was gonna beat me much worse than any other time but mom came home.
That was the same day I burned down the apartment. The good for nothing never worked, always made mom pay all the bills and he had to have his booze. I assumed he died in the fire too or that he was gone, out getting drunk with his alcoholic friends instead of with us, but here he is right here, still tormenting me.
It doesn't matter how old I am or how long ago it was but Ian, the man before me cuts me to the core. He intimidates me like he did all those years ago and he scares me the same way too. I'll always be afraid of this man who ruined my childhood and tormented me all my young life. This man who used to hit my mother and me. He who called me all these horrible names because of the means of my conception, because my biological father wasn't around.
"Now, I know how you like to meddle and things that don't concern you," he says, leaning down. His breath reeks of beer and cigarettes. "But trust me bitch, you don't want to be involved capisce?"
I bite the bottom on my lip, close my eyes, and nod. Terror fills my veins as his hand begins to roam up my thigh getting higher and higher to a place that I don't want touched. Especially not by him. I slap his hand away but he drops his hand but the grip around my throat, tightens. Please don't, please don't, please don't. I beg silently to myself.
Since I'm confessing things here, I might as well say that I'm a virgin. Plot twist, the daughter of the biggest playboy in the world is still holding on tightly to her virginity, scandalous. Not! I'm not my dad and I can't just sleep with everyone just because I can. That's not me and if the press ever found out, my virginity will be the cover story of every magazine. I can see the headlines now.
'Daughter of Playboy Tony Stark Still has her V-Card.'
I really don't want that displayed for the public. Ian moves back, and I wrap my arms around myself, trying to cover up.
"You have turned into an incredibly sexy woman Panic, till next time?" he bows before walking away. I turn out of the alley only to find that he's already gone and I go back to the house. When I get inside I ask JARVIS where dad is.
"He and Ms. Potts went to New York for a Board Meeting remember, they said they informed you."
Shit, I totally forgot, what am I supposed to do. I-I don't want to be all alone where Ian could possible get me but I'm not calling S.H.I.E.L.D. especially with over half of the Avengers missing. I still can't believe Nat's gone though. A phone rings through the deathly silent house and I walk towards it, for some reason dad likes to keep a home phone. I answer it on the third ring.
"Hello..." I say, trying to drain any emotion from my tone.
"Panic, it is you correct?" it's a deep male voice, Nick Fury, I'd know his voice anywhere.
"Yes, what happened...?" I growl, somethings wrong otherwise they wouldn't be calling me.
"Agent Romanoff's gone missing, so has Thor who was on Asgard for the time being, his father informed me that he's gone missing as well."
"What else?"
"He's, your father has disappeared as well."
My world shatters and I feel my heart pounding. The room is spinning and it's like the world was thrown off its axis. I collapse on the ground, phone still in had as I try to slow my heart rate.
"Panic! You still there?"
I look to the glass windows and see something, I mumble to Fury I have to go and near the door and watch as it gets closer. The glass shatters as it enters and lodges itself in the floor. I yank at the doorknob that it's stuck but JARVIS says that he unlocked it, someone must have done it from the outside, jammed the door I mean.
The red clock on the bomb counts down 5... 4... 3... 2... 1
BAAAAM! The world erupts into nothingness and I loose all consciousness.