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Chapter 5: Tommy Stark

Everything happened so fast, and usually when Tommy Stark described things like that it was an exaggeration. From the moment he was woken up by his friend, to the moment he disappeared, he was moving, still half asleep. When the gunfire had begun, it woke him up as Steve shielded him from any bullets. Then he had heard the command, one that he could never disobey. He was being told to leave, to leave his dads. He listened to Kielar try to argue; he watched him disappear, and then Tony slapped a bracelet on Tommy's wrist and activated one of the iron man suits.

"Go, NOW." Tony demanded.

So, after orders from both his parents, he left. There had been a plan, one that he and Kielar had come up with despite Steve and Tony telling them to not switch anything up. Not having any special abilities, Tommy knew he was in less danger than his best friend, but with him being in the public eye, and knowing his parents wouldn't turn Kielar in, he knew he would still be targeted.

There was a plan, but did Tommy Stark ever stick to a plan, not at all.

This was why, instead of Germany, he was in L.A, looking for his older brother James. He was tired, that was a fact, and he needed to conceal his identity. Luckily for him, when people saw Tommy, he was usually in high fashion, with makeup and nails done, not sweats and an old baggy t-shirt, with his hair tousled in every direction. Kielar would not be happy with him, but he could take Kielar's wrath, he could never stay angry at him long. He would have to focus on that later, he would see Kielar later and they could hash everything out. It would be fine.

Maybe not with a certain red-head, though. Tommy stopped in his tracks as he thought about his pseudo sister. She was going to be the one to worry about. Dakota hated when Tommy pulled stunts like this. The blond made a note to contact her as soon as he could. "Alright TJ focus, don't worry about Kota, and just...where would James be, stick in the mud James would probably have stayed home on his night off. But he has Francis who is a partier and actually fun. Then Azari, who has a good middle ground between them to be sensible. Mara probably stuck with Francis because he attracts trouble. If news got out about what happened in New York, they would have found a safe place. Come on Tommy you are the smart one in the family, where the fuck would they go." he whispered to himself as he looked around at his surroundings. "Where the fuck am I exactly?"

He looked up at a billboard and rolled his eyes seeing the current president's face plastered on it. "Kevin, fucking Kevin Trask, just decides to turn this world upside down. Decides to be SELFISH!" Tommy suddenly yelled. "FUCK YOU KEVIN TRASK!" Tommy dropped down onto the ground, still glaring up at the billboard. "I am in the middle of nowhere because of you. You know, what? I don't even understand this. Your own father was a mutant, Larry, man you two have boring names. It took three generations for your family to do this. Why couldn't you have learned from your dad and grandfather's mistakes? You won't win this you dick. You are just going to piss off the wrong people." He fired his repulsor ray from his hand, right into the billboard. "Pretty sure you already have."

As the armored glove disappeared, the helmet surrounded his head. "Hey Jarvis, just so I am no longer talking to myself, you have any idea where I am?" he questioned

"You are roughly ten miles north of L.A."

"Hmm, okay. Not as bad as I thought. Now, is there a way to activate the tracker that I snuck onto James' communicator?" Tommy asked the computer.

"Do you mean the one you planted to try and get him into trouble with your fathers?" Jarvis questioned him.

"That exact one." Tommy answered, a grin plastered on his face.

"Do not be so smug young sir, the device has been there almost a year and I do not believe you have gathered any evidence against your brother."

"Yeah yeah, but can you track it?" he asked again.

"Yes sir I can, it seems they are at an apartment under one of Clint Barton's guises."

"Of course they are. Alright, send the information to my phone and I will start the GPS, let's get to walking."

"Yes, sir."

Tommy removed the helmet and took out his phone, looking at the cracked screen with a sigh. "This is going to take forever." he mumbled. He started his trek toward the city, though without another word. He knew better than to hitchhike. If someone recognized him, he didn't know what would happen. Tommy had been at high risk being kidnapped since the day they created him. Everyone wanted the son with the DNA of Iron Man and Captain America. They all thought he would have the effects of the super serum, and it disappointed them when it was discovered that he didn't.

It had been the time he had an identity crisis. That was something he didn't want to remember. It was horrific, and the only good thing that came out of that time in his life was becoming friends with Kielar. He was lucky that he wasn't bullied in school because of his name, if he had been anyone else, nothing he had done would have redeemed him. Tommy had not gotten away scot free though, there were people at their school that hated him. His name had benefits and downsides. He got away with a lot more than he should have been able to, but everyone knew it was him every time.

Now, though, he could only hope he wouldn't get recognized. It was why he wasn't using the suit of armor unless he absolutely had to. The walk had taken hours, but he was now at least in the city limits. He walked into a small diner and slipped into a booth, finally feeling like he could breathe. He was in the middle of nowhere at almost two in the morning. Exhaustion took over his entire body as he sat down, and when the server came over to him, Tommy knew that it was noticeable.

He ordered a coffee. Nothing more though, knowing he only had limited cash on him and using the credit card was not a current option. The teen was a Stark though and powering through being tired was something that he had inherited. As he looked down at his phone, he wished he knew that it was a secure line. Calling someone at this point would be so much easier. So instead, he leaned back and watched videos as he sipped his drink, ordering a second, and then a third. Tommy had been thankful that even though the phone was cracked, it was the newest Stark phone, and the battery lasted.

Before he knew it, the sun was coming up, and he had to get to his feet to continue on. Finishing the last cup of coffee, he threw down the money he owed before heading out of the diner. With the sun coming up, it was warming up just enough that he was more comfortable. November weather in California was always like that.

When Tommy finally reached the busier part of the city, he was more relieved. Now it was just a matter of getting to his destination. The trek had been long, very long. This achievement was something for him to brag about too, because he was far from being athletic, not like his brother. He would rather drive, or use his suit, then walk as much as he had. Now he was just a few more miles from where the tracker said James was, he could do this.

"Tony Stark and Steve Rogers are a menace to this country! They would rather protect a mutant than protect us!"

The words made Tommy freeze for a moment. He looked down at the time on his phone, reading the time as 10 a.m. Letting out a groan, in realizing how early it still was, and that this guy would not shut up, he moved across the street to get a better look. The crowd was definitely larger than he expected it to be, but still wasn't very impressive. He stayed in the back, leaning against a tree as the man spewed more out.

"Last night, they harmed our men and women only following orders! They hospitalized half of those who came into their home. They hid Kielar Storm, who is still somewhere out there! This mutant who at any time could take one of us out in the blink of an eye." Tommy's eyes narrowed as he listened to the guy go on about his friend. His fist clenched up. "The president has the right idea! It should have been done years ago."

"Oh, shut the fuck up!" Tommy suddenly yelled. He knew it was a mistake as soon as the words left his mouth. Everyone turned toward him. "These people, and yes, I said people, because they are, and they have friends and they have families. What happened last night in New York was against everything we as a nation stand for! This man that you are idolizing is splitting this nation apart because of your fears. You mentioned Kielar Storm, how he could take you out in a split second, but has he? No, because unlike most of you standing here, he has fucking morals. He is in the right state of mind and HE wouldn't harm you. Obviously you do not understand that you have been living, working and befriending mutants for decades now, possibly centuries. Your meager little minds just can't grasp it now because you are being fed lies and hatred. I bet you didn't even know that the President's own father was a mutant! That family for three generations has had it out for mutants. So you can take your little tirade about Kielar fucking Storm and shove it up your ass because he has done more to HELP this country than your pathetic ass ever will." Tommy turned to walk away as people started murmuring.

"Aren't you that Stark kid? The clone boy?" someone asked.

Tommy stopped, rolling his eyes as he turned around. "What gave me away, dickwad?"

"Don't you have a warrant out for your arrest?" another asked. "they arrested your father last night for harboring and protecting a mutant."

"Actually, both dad and pops were. I'm done here, all of you are pathetic." he turned to walk away again, only to be grabbed by another person. "You have about two seconds to let go of me, and that will be the only warning you get." True to his word, Tommy used his other arm and punched the person in the face. As soon as he was freed, he ran.

Clint Barton's Safehouse- L.A

Francis and Mara were lounging on the couch watching YouTube when they received an alert. The archer clicked it immediately and his mouth dropped open as he saw an all too familiar face appear. "That…" Francis began.

"I don't even need you to finish that sentence." James said, moving toward the two. Standing behind them, he watched the live stream and let out a sigh. "He was supposed to go into hiding. Why am I not surprised though? I mean, this is Tommy and he can't keep his mouth shut even when it is critical." He grabbed a hoodie from the armchair and slid it on. "Where is the location, I obviously need to go rescue my brother, so he doesn't get his ass kicked or arrested?"

"Grand Hope Park, I think." Francis answered. "Do you need us to go with you?"

"No, I want you three to remain here. Mara and Azari are both mutants, and they are prime targets. If you leave, they will just follow. I'll be fine. I just need to get my so-called genius brother to safety."

"Okay..." Francis said. "Just so you know, seeing you flustered like this is new, and.."

"If you finish that sentence Barton, you will pay for it later."

"Here is your shield." Francis smiled, quickly covering up what he was about to say. "I always keep them on hand when we are away from home. Be careful, don't let him get you into too much trouble." he handed James a miniature shield that James immediately enlarged to the correct size.

"You know they say the same about you, Flit." Mara said, watching her brother rush out of the safe house. "Are you following?"

"Nope, I think he just threatened to withhold sex if I did anything stupid, and I will not test that." Francis shrugged. "But we still have this and can keep an eye on things."

"What did I miss, where is James?" Azari asked, walking out of the bathroom in a towel. "What did you do Tweety?"

"I didn't do anything, however, TOMMY is in L.A and just did a whole lot of talking, and we know how much trouble he gets in when he starts talking. " Francis said.

"He just told a group of anti-mutant protestors that their president's father was a mutant. Which he is not wrong but.." Mara said with a humorless laugh.

"Classified information that we weren't even supposed to know." Azari nodded. "I am going to contact my father and get an update on what will happen. We can narrow down a timeline. I will also inform him that we will have an extra person."

"Do you have to get dressed though?" Francis asked, Azari looked at him incredulously." Sorry, wrong time." The Prince didn't say a word and walked into the other room. "Is it really so awful to think my partners are really sexy?"

"Of course not, but there is a time and place flit, and you have awful timing." Mara told him.

Downtown L.A

Tommy turned to run, only to be grabbed by yet another person, and this time the grip was too strong for him to fight. "Fucking let me go asshole! I'll sue you for assault!"

"Shut up, Thomas."

"James?" Tommy asked, eyes going big. "So you were here!"

"Shut up. You need to shut up, Tommy. Now follow me." The older boy ordered and led them quickly through back alleyways until they were further from the park. He turned around when he knew it was safe and shoved his younger brother. "What were you thinking, Tommy! I know we all have protocols set in place if something like this were to occur. You and Kielar were to get the hell out of New York and to Safety."

"I got out of New York."

"L. A is NOT safety." James snapped at him, then pinched the bridge of his nose. "Is Kielar here?"

"What? No, of course not. I came a…" he was cut off as a hand collided with the back of his head. "What the hell, James!"

"Coming here alone was even stupider, and you decided to engage in a protest? The morning after everything went down?" James sighed. "I know you are smarter than this. They got you on video Tommy, so now they know where you are. Why would you come here? I know you have better places." Tommy crossed his arms, remaining silent as his brother scolded him. "You need to try to get out of the country before they find you. They arrested pops and Tony, the others are working on getting them out. You need to go somewhere safe though, do you have…"

"I'm not going anywhere else." Tommy cut him off. "I came here because I knew you were here."

"What?"

"I had a feeling they would target your team, and I wanted to be here in case that happened, okay? They already took Dad and Pops, and Kielar had to run, I just...I ...I needed to make sure you were okay." Tommy mumbled the last part, and James let out a small sigh, his shoulders relaxing. 'That thing in the park wasn't planned, okay? I just, they started saying shit about Kielar and I am not okay with that. It, it's just been a long night."

James then did something that neither brother did very often and pulled Tommy into a hug. He said nothing, and when he felt the smaller boy's arms wrap around him, all the anger and frustration he had felt left. "Let's get you back to the safe house." he whispered. When he didn't receive a response and realized Tommy's arms had fallen to his side, he let out a light laugh, realizing his brother had fallen asleep. He lifted him up and headed toward the safe house.

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