Hello my peeps!
Chapter 3 is up!
And a Merry Christmas to All and everyone. This is my Christmas gift to you all, a brand new chapter of The Stark Of Legend. This chapter will be another one, a prologue to the action that is to come in the next chapter, as i figure this might be moving a bit slowly but i promise you all, the NEXT chapter WILL pick up and we'll be seeing some action. Now before you all ask, Yes Olga is indeed a servant and she'll be appear in the next chapter, as i have fun plans for her. As for the poll, it's now 43 votes.
Male: 26
Female: 17
Hmmm, gaining some ground, as the gap between the two widens, so we'll see how it turns out in the end of, not this mouth, but NEXT mouth. until then enjoy this new chapter. As always i don't own Marvel or Fate.
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Chapter 3: Awakening And Returning To The Nightmare Part 1
"Master, are you sure it's wise to trust her. You know what she's done," A concerned female voice asked, as a male one sighed, the sound of cards being flipped was heard as he answered her.
"I know Ruler but i like to think this would be an excellent chance for Morgan to prove her loyalty," Under the darkness of a black veil that hide her eyes and forehead smiled at the owner of the male voice.
"Thank you master, i don't plan on fucking this up Ruler," Another voice, stoic and female with a underlining hint of suspiciousness in them scoffed.
"Tsk. Make no mistake Morgan, the only reason you're not going to try anything is because i'm here Morgan. And i'm warning you now, try anything funny and you'll wish master didn't summon you. He may trust you but I don't."
A smile that didn't quite reach her eyes was made,"Don't worry, Artoira unlike you, i won't do anything to hurt our master."
The one known as Artoria actually hissed at Morgan. This did nothing more then make the light haired blonde smile and their master sigh in annoyance. So much for getting along. Another male voice butted in,"Oi, don't forget about me. Remember Caster, one wrong move and it'll be my spear will be the last thing you ever see."
"And i'll put an arrow between you're eyes. So it be best if you watch you're step."
"So you say Lancer, Archer. So you say."
"Umu, master please let me burn this bitch with my beautiful flames."
"Saber no burning our allies. Lancer, no stabbing Morgan and Archer, no threatening to put an arrow between anyone's eyes. Now Morgan, please try not to riley them up. We're all on the same side, we shouldn't be fighting amongst ourselves. As much as i hate to say it, i'm not in the best of shape right now and i'll need Artoira and Ruler to protect me, in case if any Wendigo survived the blast and or we missed some."
"Don't fret master. It's a servant's duty to protect their master on and off the battle field. You're body is still weak and while you're mana pools have regained some power, it's taking you a lot of you're power to summon us into physical form."
"Sigh, you have a point. I just hate leaving you all to do the work."
"Man, you make it really hard to make fun of you master. Most of my previous masters, if not ALL of them would sooner let ME do all the work, yet you're different, Something i can respect, even though you'll never be as strong as a servant."
"Indeed. As you're first summon, partner and a saint i can't and won't leave you alone to deal with them. Not again. Especially now, with that Altera servant showing up and is lurking about."
"Not to mention we have no idea what she wants with master."
"Well we do know she's a saber type servant at least, that's something."
"Umu, but that's it though. Other then the very powerful and very destructive aura around her. That does not bone well for us. But why did she boost master's mana pools and what was that warning she gave us? 'Going back to Blackwood mountain, would do nothing but bring you pain and suffering.' What does that mean?"
Meanwhile everyone else watch the events unfold with uncertain. No one dared to make a move or even try to interfere, as not only were the completely clueless to what they were talking about and with how protective his 'servants' were, no one dared try and get close, least they end up losing a head over it.
To be complete honest, if there was one thing Tony could say about the situation it was this:
Awkward and tense.
Well that's two things, but you get the idea and it was really for the rest of them NOT in Xero's personal little circle. As they had no idea what the hell they were talking about. Everyone else was suited up, Tony with his Iron Man suite on, Rhodey with War Machine suit on, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Agent, three more un-named SHIELD agents, and three new teens in the form of Micheal "Mike" Munroe, Samantha "Sam" Giddings and Emily "Em" Davis sat on the SHIELD transport in silence as they headed for their destination.
Said destination:
Blackwood mountain.
They were inside a SHIELD ship, a Quinjet, that was meant to transport soldiers, was now transporting this band of misfits. And they weren't alone, as the occupants watched the "De-facto leader" of this mission, talk to five new people they have never seen before. Each one radiated power that wasn't quite human but not mutant either.
It was truly an odd sight for all those who weren't use to seeing them. Before them were four woman and one man. The one known as Morgan, wore a black dress that exposes her navel and abdomen with long blonde hair coupled by a crown and a veil covering her face. She had red lines going down her flat stomach as well. Needless to say, she stood out, just like all the rest. The one she called 'Artoria' also stood out.
She is a young woman, in her late teens with a slender physique, soft skin, and green eyes. She has "finely textured" blonde hair that seems "as if sprinkled with gold dust." Her face shows some signs of naivety and displays elegance. But to a trained eye, one could see the battle harder warrior that lays behind her eyes. She wore shining armor with an old styled dress, made from old-fashioned blue cloth, underneath.
The next woman, was another blonde. She wore a similar outfit to the green eyed girl, who only stood about 5'4, while the taller one stood about 5'8 foot tall. Another difference between the two, is the taller blonde had her hair tied in a braid, that reached past her back. She had fair skin and sky blue eyes. She wore a metal headpiece, with a breast plate covering her blue battle dress. She had a lower waist length armor and forearm guards. She wielded a flag and had a sword strapped to her left hip. This was the woman, Xero called 'Ruler'.
She exhibited a calming aura, one that Tony could feel drawing him in and making him feel safe.
The next woman was, in Tony's mind, the oddest of them all.
Why?
Because she shared the SAME FACE with the one called Artoria. Right down to the same hair color and even hair style. However unlike the other blonde, she had a very busty body and wore a revealing red and white dress with long poofy sleeves, a transparent front, leotard, and knee high golden armored boots. And unlike the other blonde, she had a more cheerful smile and seemed to be bustling with energy, brightening up the room whenever she walked in.
Her joyful attitude was very infectious and Tony swore he saw Natasha smile a little.
The final woman was by far the oddest of them all and Tony was sure she was a mutant. If not for the silted eyes, then it's for green/yellow lion tail and ears. She wears a beautiful green clothing, clad in verdant green with her cold, sharp eyes containing a beastly glint. Her hair is stretched out long and unkempt, and it is completely lacking in the silkiness that would be found among those of noble birth.
Her posture and sharp eyes spoke of someone who had little time, nor care, for nonsense and wouldn't hesitate to put someone down if they proved to be a threat. Friend or foe.
The final one, a man with what Tony could only describe as a blue, tight skin body suit. He was quite tall, taller then Tony by two inches, with dark red eyes and spiky blue haired, tied in a lower pony tail. He was like Xero and well built, complete with a six pack abs. He had a laid back expression but one could see the bloodlust in his eyes, one that spoke of a battle junkie.
One that lived and breathed battle.
"Am i the only one, who feels like a third wheel?," Clint asked his best friend, leaning over to Natasha's personal space and whispering. He really hoped they didn't hear him, though judging by the green haired girl's lion ear's twitching and her eyes narrowing and zeroing in on him, his effort was for nothing. Never the less, a blonde haired, electric blue eyed girl known as Sam, moved to sit closer to the group.
"Hey i just wanted to say thanks for helping us. Really, you have no reason to do so, even with the state you're in and you barely know Josh, if at all, yet you're risking your life to help us."
Xero merely waved off the thanks after sheathing his deck of hero's back into it's holding place,"Eh, don't worry about it. I like helping people. Besides we have to put an end to this damnable cruse of the Wendigo on Blackwood mountain. Before more innocent lives are lost."
Sam nodded her head, that made sense. She wore the same outfit, she wore the same outfit she wore during the final hours of that terrible night. A red jacket, white shirt, black yoga pants and white shoes. Xero himself wears a leather, broad-brimmed hat lined with red (with a fluffy yellow feather), a black tattered cloak, with a simple black sleeveless shirt that had red belt buckle's at his board shoulders. He had on a black, sliver chained belt, black pants and combat boots. To top it all off, he wore a black collar that had a golden rosary with a blood red gen in the middle, attached to it.
"But how do you plan on breaking the cruse," Asked one Phil Coulson, as he was wondering just how the young man planned to break this cruse, which had costed many people's lives. SHIELD had convinced the younger Stark to allow them to assist, as rescue teams have been sent into the mines to look for Joshua and they soon went dark.
The SHIELD team was there to rescue the rescue workers, while Tony, Rhodey, Clint and Natasha were going to help Xero deal with the Wendigo. Meanwhile Sam, Mike and Emily, they knew the mines the best, since they had ran through the mines and to a certain point, explored them. Plus Mike and Sam knew where the Wendigo den was, so if Josh was still alive, he'd more then likely he'd be there and Emily knew the best entrance's into the mines have fallen into one and ran out another.
This plan is of course, banking on the idea IF there are any Wendigo left alive. Better safe then sorry after all, cause something caused the rescue teams to go dark and everyone doubted it was friendly.
"It's quite simple really. Saber here will use her fire to weaken their armor like skin, while Lancer use's his spear to kill them. If they try to jump us, Archer here will use her arrows to knock them down and if needed kill. Her eye sight is second to none and her skills as a huntress will prevent them form gaining the jump on us. Not to mention, Archer can use well timed and precise arrows to cause the less amount of damage to the old mine. Once dead, the spirit is released form the body and when that happens, Morgan will use's her magic to capture the fleeing spirit and banish them form this world and back to the world where they once come form. Meanwhile, as much as i hate to do it, Artoira and Ruler will protect me form anything else we find there. I'm not really in good shape to be fighting, let alone protecting myself form those fast fuckers."
Everyone nodded as they all understood the plan, while the green haired archer blushed at her master's parsing her skills. Something that made the other three woman narrow their eyes at her, whom gave them an uncharacteristic smile. She won this round, bitches! As for Lancer, he couldn't help but shot his master a pitying smile, whom was completely oblivious to the incoming danger. Namely the warring maiden's that want his heart.
"Oh jeez master, i'd pray for you're survival but i don't think god or anyone else for that matter will answer them. Especially since master Scathach is also pinning for you too. I don't think anyone is stupid enough to try and stop them. I love a good fight, but that's just plain suicide. Now this Altera woman joining the fray, you truly are quite popular with the ladies, master. Reminds me of myself when i was younger," The blue lancer thought to himself, laughing quietly.
His master truly had no idea what he was getting into when he accepted the deck. Oh well, he do his best to keep his master alive (and help keep what little sanity he had left) form the, Ahem more affection servants.
Mostly.
Oh probably not all, cause you have to be suicidal to get between the many versions of the King Of Knights and their master. The Lancer/altera ones and Goddess Rhongomyniad or as their master called her, Ray, as there are just WAY TOO MANY Artoria's in his deck, he had to give many nicknames. But that's beside the point, as Lancer liked living thank you very much.
That's not accounting all the OTHER female servants that are pinning for his heart. Oh well, not his problem. All Lancer can do is cheer his master on and hide when spells and noble phantasm's start flying.
But there was something that was bugging the other archer, "How fast are we talking here?"
Clint asked, as that was something they needed to know. Seeing the three teens and Xero shiver, did nothing to soothe his worries. It was Mike who answered that, with a shiver running up his spine.
"Fast enough by the time you see them, you're already dead."
That shut everyone up, as silence fell over them once again. A silence that was killing Tony. He wanted desperately to talk to his son, to get to known him and connect with him. Not that there was anything wrong with how their first meeting went, it infact went great. But things were moving very fast and Tony feared he would lose some ground if he didn't do something soon.
He remembered how everything hit the fan so fast in just a short amount of time.
A few hours earlier
"Time to get up."
That was all the warning Tony and Rhodey got before his kid had all but spring loaded himself out of the bed, shocking the living hell out of Tony and Rhodey. Literally he all but sprang up word, but quickly found out that was a bad idea, as just as quickly he came up, he went back down again.
Groaning, Xero held his head, feeling his world spinning.
"Ugh, i told you that was a bad idea master."
Xero ignored the servant's very true words, as his vision started clearing up and saw Tony and Rhodey standing over him, ready to catch him if he fell again. Though of course, Xero being Xero, decide to take it the wrong way.
"Oh god no. Please don't tell me one of you kissed me. Really, i know i'm hot but i don't swing that way and i'm way too young to have my first kiss stolen by two old guys. I mean really, i'm young and young people like kissing other younglings, you lot should stick to kissing oldies's. Also is this hell? Cause i see white, oh shit i'm in a hospital. So yeah definitely in hell, fucking hell where's a hot nurse when you need one?"
Rhodey merely smiled at Tony's shocked face. What little doubt that Xero wasn't Tony's son, went right out the window. Soon Tony found his voice,"Umm, yeah no kid we didn't. While i do agree hospital's are the closet's thing to hell, you almost died. Besides i'm not into smart ass kids and i could do way better then you."
And of course, Tony couldn't help but snark back.
"I doubt it. I'm the hottest guy on the planet and you're not getting any of this, so sorry but it's true," Which was repay'd with even more snark. Rhodey felt like he was in the twilight zone. If not for the long hair and eye tattoo, he would swear up and down, Tony had either found a way to clone himself or found the fountain of youth and went back in time, just to snark with his older self.
So he just quietly left the room, knowing once the banter was over, things were undoubtedly going to get very awkward between the two. Even a moron can see the resemblance between Xero and Tony and if Xero was as smart as Tony, then he would figure it out real damn quick. After Rhodey left, the banter between the two Stark men died down and Tony got a real good look at his son.
His eyes were a unique color of amethyst. Really it was close to a violet eye color, which was one of the rarest eye color's known. His skin was a healthy pale and he didn't have a hint of baby fat anywhere on his face. He could see the makings of a red tattoo on his neck, one with a spiked circle with a wolf, howling, in the center of it. His face was young, but his eyes held the eyes of someone who's been through countless wars, seen a lot of death and cause just as much too.
Those weren't the eyes of a teen, those were the eyes of a battled harder warrior. One who was more then willing to lay his life down on the line and do whatever it takes to achieve victory.
No matter the cost.
"Oi quit staring, it's creeping me out," Xero's words knocked Tony out of his thoughts, as he tried to smile to put his son at ease.
"Sorry. You have a unique eye color. Did you know there are only six in total, with one of them being violet," He asked, as his son relaxed a bit, if his shoulders being less tense were any sign of it.
"I know. Guess that just makes me cool like that."
"It does indeed."
Awkward silence fell between them again and the tension was killing Tony. What should he say? What should he do? He can't really come out and say,'So yeah i'm you're dad. Didn't know i even had a son, till he was on death's door, lets be friends.' Tony snorted at that thought. Yeah right, that'll go over real well. So feeling awkward again Tony tried a different tact,"Nice day were having."
Fuck.
Talk about lame.
His son just nodded, as they once again fell silent, till Xero broke it,"Alright, this tension is killing me and there is no sense in pussy footing about it. I know you're my father and before you ask how i know, really? All i need to do is look in the mirror and look at you. The resemblance is just too great. I've seen you on T.V before but couldn't quite tell, till now."
Shock.
That was all Tony could feel going through his body, as his son shocked him into silence. But his mind then told him simply,"He's you're son, of course he'll figure it out."
Sighing, Tony spoke,"Yeah well look kid, i-"
"Did you or did you not known, i existed?"
Blinking Tony looked into his son's eyes and answered with sincere honest,"No i didn't. But believe me, if i had known, i wouldn't have left you alone all these years."
His son just stared at Tony for a couple of seconds with a completely blank expression on his face. Tony feared he might have screwed up, but what Tony didn't know was Xero was reading his aura, a technique his teacher/servant taught him, to tell when a person was lying or hiding something. Tony was doing neither. But Xero was also asking a father inside his deck for their thoughts on Tony.
"He's being truthful master. Those are the eyes only a father can have, when their child is hurt. I'd say, give him a chance, it would do you well to find some actually blood relatives. Better to do then wonder, what might have been master."
Alexander the great, a 5 star, rider class servant or commonly known as Iskander, told his master. The giant of a man had sensed his master's hesitation on what to think of his newly found father and decide to add his own two cents,"Alright, thanks Iskander."
"Anytime master."
Looking at Tony, Xero spoke,"Alright i believe you on that. Now this'll be pretty awkward between the two of us, so let's get this out here: We both don't know what the hell were doing. I don't trust easy, given the life iv'e lead, it will take some time for me too trust you. So you'll have to be patient with me, okay?"
Tony snorted and smiled,"Oh yeah kid, that just fine by me. And i'm going to probably fuck up a lot at being a father, so we're both learning something new. I know we just met, but i want you to know i want to get to know you. Besides, why wouldn't you want a handsome devil and super hero like me as you're father?"
Tony asked with a bit of sass in his voice, as Xero smiled and returned it in kind,"Last time i checked, all you're known for is flying in a shiney red suit, blowing things up and having a lame name. They Should call you, 'Tin Man' or maybe 'Bucket Head'. What do you think?"
Tony faked gasp, grabbing his heart and pointing an accusing finger at his son,"You take that back. I worked hard and for long hours on that name."
"Where, in the mirror? Oh wait, did it break on account of how bad the name was?"
"Cheeky little shit."
"Old fart."
"I'm only 39."
"That's so OLD!"
Despite the answer's, the two were smiling. Personally, Tony thought this was going better then he'd image or thought possible. His son was willing to work with him and he was being very reasonable about it, something Tony severely wished for to happen. This was a better outcome then he expected but he wasn't going to complain. So of course, the good time had to be ruined when Agent, Miss red and a third unknown person entered the room, with Rhodey looking apologetic at Tony.
He couldn't stop them.
Tony could only groan,"Damnit Agent, you have bad timing."
Coulson gave Tony a 'I'm sorry but not really' smile,"Nice to see you too Stark. Sorry to barge in like this be we do need to talk to you're son." He said this, as his eyes trailed over to Xero, whom blinked and pointed a finger at himself,"Who me?"
"Well you ARE a Stark and Tony's son. So yes, i do mean you," But as Coulson attempted to get closer, a blinding light appeared and he felt cold steel touch his neck. Then a cold female voice followed,"I would advise against that."
When the flash of light appeared, a woman with long blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin appeared, holding a flag at Conlson's neck. Natasha and Clint drew their weapons on the woman and aimed it at her, though she merely ignored it and focused on Coulson. Despite having a weapon at his throat, he still had his ever present smile on his face.
"Can i help you miss..."
"My name doesn't matter. What matter's, is the threat you are to my master, agent of SHIELD," Jeanne D'Arc, star 5 ruler class servant and the holy maiden of France did not trust SHIELD at all to say the least. They held far too many secrets for her liking, had been hunting her beloved master for years now and she couldn't help but feel like there was a hidden malicious force pulling SHIELD strings. She didn't known if she was just being paranoia, but when it came to her master's safety, she took no chance's. At the same time, Clint felt a familiar sensation prickling at the back of his mind. Then a familiar pair of blades at his neck, one that made him go pale.
He knew this blade all to well, as a childish voice spoke out, with an underlining murderous tone to it,"You will not hurt my mommy."
Gulping, Clint looked to his side and sure enough, he saw her. That little devil that nearly killed him a year ago. Now that she wasn't moving as fast as she was when she attacked him a year prior, he could see the stitches on her face, below her lower eye. Besides that nothing had changed about her, other then the madness in her eyes seemed to be more focused now.
Unfortunately they were focused on HIM.
"Damnit! Coulson is pinned by the blonde and Clint's got an assassin posed to kill him. This isn't good," Natasha thought to herself, as her hand slowly slid to her utility belt, to grasp a hidden weapon.
"I would highly advise against that, otherwise you just might lose a head."
But a new, cold female voice spoke, stopping her dead in her tracks. Natasha could feel a presence behind her and it was anything but friendly. Form the shadows Nat could see her would be attacker had...some kind of animal ears? And a tail? Seeing the three new comers posed and ready to kill, Xero decide to stop any needless bloodshed,"Okay Ruler, Assassin and Caster that's enough. I don't sense any ill will form the three of them and since the old man isn't moving to do anything, i think we're safe."
Funny enough Clint's would be assassin was quick to obey. She had her blades vanish before she moved quickly to sit in her mommy's lap. Where Xero merely began to pet and play with Jack's head, making the girl purr a little and lean into Mother's touch. Jeanne merely lowered her flag and stepped so she was at her master's, ready for anything that might come and attack him.
Meanwhile Natasha's would be assailant walked around the red head, revealing herself to the woman. Walking to stand on the other side of the bed, was a woman about the same height of Olga, with long pink hair tied in two pig tails and yellow eyes. She had brown fox ears and a bushy fox tail, wearing a very revealing blue battle kimono that showed off her impressive figure. Her chest was wrapped in white bindings and the blue sleeve's went to her hands and her foot wear were sandals and her long legs were shown off by her outfit.
Despite the grace in her walk and her mischievous smile, there was a hidden darkness in her yellow eyes that was very unnerving to Natasha. As someone trained to read people, she could tell this new comer had a hidden dark side to her, one she kept tightly locked up. Unknown to Natasha, this woman was known as Tamamo No Mae, servant of the Caster class, a willy fox and 5 star class servant.
However, despite how well she hide it, it wasn't enough for Natasha to miss.
"I do apologize for Caster, Ruler and Assassin's behavior. But there are many people who would love to see me six feet under and now would be an exactly time as ever to kill me, so i hope you understand their need for cation on newcomers," Xero said to Coulson and the other two, in an even tone. The short haired man nodded, as Clint slowly relaxed, but his sharp eyes never left the little devil known as Jack.
Coulson nodded, after straightening his tie,"It's quite alright Mr. Stark Jr. My name is Phil Coulson. I and my associates here are agent's of Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, or SHIELD for short. We like to ask you a few questions."
Xero just gave Coulson a funny look,"You really need to shorter that."
"I know. We're working on that."
Shaking his head at that, Xero sighed as he leaned back into the pillows,"You can ask, just don't expect an answer. I can't say i'll answer them all, otherwise i'd be a liar and while i am many things Mr. Coulson, a lair is NOT one of them. Plus if i told you certain things, i would have to kill you."
Clint snorted,"Yeah, okay real funny kid," But when the kid didn't laugh and saw the seriousness on his face, he paled. Natasha looked a little alarmed at his blunt answer,"You're not joking, are you?"
"No i am not, as some of my secrets if they fall into the wrong hands could be disastrous. And also," He frowned looking to the still pale Clint,"Why do keep looking at my daughter, like she's about to murder you?"
Daughter.
That sentence made a few fuses shot out in many brains. Tony just found out he was a father, he wasn't ready to be a grandfather! Hell he didn't think he was ready(Or ever BE ready to be a father to began with!). Clint wasn't sure what to think: On one hand, this little devil almost killed him and so by that definite he SHOULD fear her. But on the other hand, the girl looked so happy and not murderous, like the kid had flipped the switch form 'Kill happy' to 'Sweet and innocent'. Oh god above, what should he do?
Rhodey just had one thought,"No doubt about it now, he's Tony's son. Only his son can cause such chaos in a short amount of time." Shocking enough(Or not really, considering who it is) Coulson and Natasha only went wide eyed at that statement, if only for a second before they went back to their stoic/smiling persona's. Well, that certainly made things more interesting didn't it?
"Well?"
Xero asked, as he keep his eye on Clint, who flinched and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly,"Yeah uhm...Okay kid, i went looking for a murder. Ran into you're...daughter?"
At Xero's nod, Clint continued,"Right well, went looking for a dangerous murder who was lose and i went looking for them. Then i ran into you're daughter and she tried to kill me."
At that Xero looked down at Jack, who herself was playing with Mother long hair. She liked the way Mother's hair was so soft and warm to her fingers. Hell everything about Mother, made Jack feel good.
She never felt this good in all her years and now Jack was certain, she had finally found her one true Mother.
"Jack..." But at that warning tone, Jack immediately perks up and pays attention. Mother wasn't angry at her, but he wasn't happy either. Jack didn't like it when her Mother wasn't happy and was prepared to do anything to make him happy again,"Is it true? You tried to kill Mr..."
"Barton. Names Clint Barton kid."
Mother nodded and looked back to her,"Mr. Barton."
Jack titled her head and looked at Clint, which made the man shiver a bit. Jack's yellow/greenish, broken eyes stared at Clint for a good full minute, before she answered,"I don't remember. All i remember is stumbling around in the fog. I was feeling cold, hungry and alone. For so long, i couldn't think straight and i was hurting so much."
Every heart in the room broke in union at the girl's very sad tale. Tony felt like someone had taken a hundred Jericho missile, right in his heart. Clint felt like the biggest prick on the planet, how the hell can he even think of fearing, let alone hating the girl for what she's done, when she goes and does something like that? Coulson is a man, who can say he's seen a lot of things in his life. He's seen and done many things, heard many stories and tales. Yet none are sadder then this small girl's tale.
Not even Nick Fury can say, he doesn't feel anything, upon hearing that.
Natasha herself felt a strange surge of emotions run through her. The motherly desire to wrap this girl in a hug and tell her everything is alright cross her mind and she almost couldn't stop herself form doing just that. Rhodey himself felt his lips press into a thin line, being in the army, he's seen many orphaned kids. He's seen and heard many sad tales about them, but none of them broke his heart more, then this girl's tale.
However Jack's face lit up and she smiled brightly at Mother's concerned face,"But it's okay! Jack found Mother and now we're warmer and happier then we've ever been," Jack then processed to hug Mother, rubbing her face in his chest. Xero himself felt a tear reach his eye, but he ruthless crushed it and flicked it away. The past was the past and there was nothing he could do about it. The past was beyond his control, but the future was something he change in the here and now.
"Going for mother of the year award," Teased a hooded Caster class servant with blue hair and a 3 star servant.
"Shut up."
Xero mentally replied, as he focused on Clint,"Now Clint, i do believe Jack is sorry for trying to kill you. It be very much appreciate if you could-"
"It's fine kid. Clearly she wasn't in the right state of mind. Besides, gave me a reason to be more aware of my surroundings and not to underestimate my opponents," That and the fact that Jack, CLEARLY wasn't mentally well he give her a pass. Plus her story, would break even the vilest person's heart. It was just plain sad.
As he said this, Jeanne took the opportunity to introduce herself to Tony,"Good to met you Mr. Stark. My name is Jeanne, iv'e been you're son's partner for a very long time."
Tony nodded and took her hand,"I take it, you and my son are close."
Jeanne smiled a beautiful smile, damn near blinding Tony with her sunny smile,"We are very close. So close in fact, i guess you can say i'm his-"
CRUNCH
The holy maiden of France, face screwed up into a tight lipped frown, biting her lower lip and to keep herself form yelping at the sudden rush of pain that ripped into her body. Meanwhile a certain willy fox, whistle'd innocently, smirking a little as she made her little metal fan/signature weapon disappear behind her back. Miss prefect can't prove it was her, even as Jeanne glared at her.
This meant war!
"No Jeanne," The holy maiden breathed in and out, feeling the pain leave her,"Just one more mouth. Just one more mouth and we ALL have a chance at winning the master's heart. Until then," Jeanne gave the Caster of Blue a glare, who returned it with her own glare, both thinking the same thing:
"I won't lose to you!"
Back to Xero, the young teen nodded at Clint,"Thanks. Now what kind of questions do you have."
Coulson took that as the good ahead to ask some questions. But before he could even ask, a loud "Ding" was heard that made everyone look around.
"Wait what was that," Asked Rhodey, as Jeanne snapped her armor fingers and fished it out form between her breasts, a black, red lined cell phone.
"Master, it's you're phone."
Handing the cellar device to her master, Xero read the text.
"What does it say, husba-"
CLAMP
Before Tamamo could say the "H" word, Jeanne appeared in a flash beside her, wrapping her right arm around the willy fox and placing her in a headlock, making her head, go straight into her armpit. Much to the foxy caster disgust, as her voice was muffled, while Jeanne drove her armored fist into her head. Noogie style, as she smiled at her master,"What does it say, master?"
"It's form Sam and it say...Turn on the T.V and go to channel four," Xero said, in a confused manner, making everyone else raise on eyebrow. He in response merely shrugged his shoulders, as Tony reached for the remote and turned on the T.V and went to channel four. What showed on it, shocked Xero.
"In other news, the search for one Joshua Washington drags into day twenty-eight. The last of the Washington children has gone missing, on the same day of the anniversary of when the twins, Hannah and Beth Washington, his younger sister's, went missing. His last known location, was inside the abandoned mines of Blackwood mountain. Joshua disappeared sometime between 5 Am and 6 Am, when the Washington family ski lodge was completely destroyed in a fiery explosion. Seven of Joshua's friends and the newly discovered son of Tony Stark, escaped the lodge, but were badly hurt.
Nothing has been confirmed yet, but the police department recorded the interview with each teen saved and all claimed they were hunted by some kind of monster, called a 'Wendigo'. Despite this, many rangers and volunteer's have gone into the mines, but police have lost contact. Any and all attempts to find them, have been met with brutal force and death. Reports of bodies, with decapitated heads have been found near the mines. No comment has been made, but this begs the question:
What is causing these murders? Is anyone still alive? Will the Washington's have to bury their last child? Do these, Wendigo creature's truly exist? One thing is certain to this reporter, Blackwood mountain is a place that seems to breed tragedy. How many more lives will be lost, before this dreaded cruse is finally broken?"
"THOSE DAMNED BLOODY FOOLS," Xero's sudden roar, scared the shit out of everyone, as he threw the covers off him and made to get up, when-
CRACK
With wide eyes, Xero groaned as he felt his ribs crack a little, he grabbed his lower abdomen. Jeanne and Tamamo stopped fighting, quickly helping their master, holding him up by his arms, as Jack slipped behind her mommy and helped steady him before he accidentally hurt himself more,"Woah, shit kid, you alright?"
Tony was on his feet in an instant, with Rhodey not to far behind, hovering by ready to help his son in anyway he can. The three SHIELD agents are the same, but stay back knowing there was very little they could do. Xero groaned as he was gently laid back down on the bed, in a sitting position, as the caster of blue tried to help heal her master's weaken body.
"God damn idiots didn't listen to me. Now they're going to get themselves killed. Shit," Xero groaned to himself, as he felt the magic slowly repairing the damage he done to himself.
"Umm, what exactly did the news show you, that pissed you off so much," Clint asked, as the kid seemed really pissed off. Xero looked at Clint and spoke.
"I told them if they were going to the mountain, they would need fire."
"Fire? What good would fire do," Asked a confused Coulson, as it was Jeanne who answered him, as she rubbed her master's back,"The Wendigo's skin, form what master has told us, is like armor. Normal weapons wouldn't hurt it and the best you could do, is use a weapon that would throw them back, like a shotgun. Fire however, not only weaken's them but enables them to be killed. Fire can not only hurt them, it'll keep them away, as they really don't like fire."
Clint nodded in understanding, as Rhodey posed another question,"So i'm guessing you told them everything you knew and they didn't listen."
It was more of a statement then question, as Xero nodded and looked at Tamamo,"Do you have my clothes, Caster. I need them and my cloak."
"I can but what do you need them for?"
Xero gained a hard look, as he was able to stand up on his own and he spoke,"I'm going back to Blackwood mountain."
Done.
Okay, things are heating up, Xero and the others are gearing up to take on the horror's of Blackwood mountain, unaware of the danger that lives ahead. And who is this "Altera" servant they spoke of? Who is she and what did her warning mean?
Find out next chapter! And since it's Christmas, i'm going to give you all one last gift. A preview of the next chapter, do please enjoy:
"What do we do? How are we going to lure the Wendigo out of the entrance and far enough away form the mines, to kill them?"
Olga asked, as she saw a look on her master's face, one that made her feel dread. It was the,'I have an idea, but you are not going to like it' look. Feeling a shiver run up her spine, Olga tried to speak,"Master, whatever it is, don't-"
Too late.
Xero grabbed Olga bridal style and before anyone could say anything, he ran out into the clearing and yelled,"HELLO ALL!" He skitted to a stop and thursted a surprised Olga in front of him, like a human shield, making her squeak out a surprise. Olga felt her master hold her sides and she went wide eyed, no way, no way was he going to use her as,"I OFFER THEE, A TASTY SACRIFICE!'
Live bait.
Upon realizing what he was doing, Olga's face turned a lovely shade of red, but before he could speak, the mutant'd Wendigo all looked at the pair and "SCREEEHHHHH"
"AGGGGHHHHH"
Xero and Olga screamed back, as he quickly moved her, over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and ran away, screaming like a little bitch, making the pack of Wendigo chase after them. Meanwhile the rescue squad only stared at the scene, unable to figure out what just happened. Finally, Cu broke it by saying,"Well...that worked"
Damn.
That would be better, with the full scene but what can you do?
Devil out.