This is dedicated to Stan Lee. Ninety-five years of life, and still following his heart and dreams to the last minute of it. He created a world that has blossomed into something new, something that some people, no matter how hard they try (cough DC cough) can't recreate. He cameo'd in production after production, able to watch his characters come to life on the big screen, all the way up to Infinity War. We'll remember you, Stan Lee, and we all look forward to your one, final cameo in the next Avengers film.

May you and your wife sleep soundly in the stars.

Chapter Five - Tony, Part Four

"Luckily, my magic is the last Stellar Magic," I said. "So we would have gotten here anyway. Now, before I get to my Primary Magic, it's time to talk about my other ones. One of my Secondary is Requip, like I mentioned."

"I'm done," Corvus said, and out of nowhere, disappeared, with the words, "I'll come back in a few days," left behind.

"Is that normal?" Tony asked.

"For him."

Tony nodded. "Back to your Requip Magic...Are you okay with putting things I give you in there?"

"Sure," I said. "Why, are you going to try a locator thing? Like track a signal?"

"One of the things..."

I smiled. "You'll probably be happy to know that my other Secondary Magic is Teleportation."

"Can you do it right now?" Tony asked.

I nodded. "I don't want give you a jump scare, so where do you want me to go?"

He shrugged. "Grab me another reactor core from my lab. JARVIS will tell you where it is."

"Sir!"

"Beta Access, JARVIS," Tony reminded him.

"Can you pull up camera access?" I asked Tony.

"Do you need to see where you're going?" he asked.

"Not always," I said. "But it's underground and a lot of the shit down there is dangerous, so…"

He nodded and brought up a camera.

"Ready?" I asked.

He nodded and I teleported down to his workshop.

There was a bunch of whirring noises as the bots came running towards me.

"Hey, DUM-E," I said, petting his claw.

He beeped questioningly, the other two echoing him.

"I'm here to get another core for your Dad," I told him.

He nodded and whirred away, U and Butterfingers following after.

"JARVIS?" I asked.

"Follow them, Mrs. Dreyar," the A.I. suggested.

I trailed after them and came to a safe which was already open (via electronic lock, probably), and grabbed one of his replacements before closing the safe.

"JARVIS, can you warn Tony that I'll appear back where I was sitting?" I asked.

There was a beat before JARVIS said, "Sir has been warned."

"Good," I said, teleporting back up.

Tony looked up from the tablet he was using, which was still showing the camera access from the workshop. "That was amazing. And there was almost no lag time! Does it change based on distance? Will it take you longer to go somewhere farther?"

"I don't know," I said, shrugging and putting the core down on the table. "Probably. It's harder to teleport farther away, so there's a greater power output. I'd assume, but I could be wrong."

Tony stared at the core that sat in front of him, before he peered up at me with a strange look on his face.

"What?" he asked.

I gave him a soft smile. "You don't like being handed things."

He seemed to stare at me for awhile longer before he looked away and said, "Anyway, your other magics?"

"My Tertiary Magic is a type of Spatial Magic, too," I said. "It's one of the reasons it's so easy for me to use all three types of magic – because all three of them; Requip, Transportation and Location Magic, are the same type. Location Magic allows me to find people, objects – things like that."

"What, like a tracking thing?" Tony asked.

"Well, yes and no. I can find someone when I need to, but I can't just check something and instantly know where they are, down to the street corner. Not like a tracker put on something."

Tony nodded. "But other than that?"

"I can get us to the right city," I said. "And then we can follow a pointer until we get there. Like the Harry Potter 'Point Me' spell that spins the wand in the right direction. It'll be like following a compass. But I can do it."

Tony nodded. "Alright. And what's your Primary Magic? The last type of Stellar Magic?"

I bit my lip, smiling, eager to see his reaction. "Can you guess? What's left?"

Tony groaned. "Well there were the Agurias with the Moon, the Royal Family with the Sun, Jellal with Heavenly Bodies, Lucy with Stars and Constellations…"

He eyed me. "...Planets?"

I beamed. "PLANETS. And each planet correlates with an element!"

He stared at me. "WHAT?"

"God said if I made a magic instead of using one that already existed she'd give me bonus magic," I said, shrugging. "So I asked for Planetary Magic. Because I also like elements. So each planet is an element, with a bonus for the dwarf planets."

"But dwarf planets aren't planets," Tony said. "And you're telling me that you've got control over eight elements?"

"Eight plus the dwarf planets, because they were once honored as planets, so…" I shrugged again. "I tend to not use the dwarf planets unless I have to." A shiver ran down my spine and I tried to think of something else. "If you use them too much, the rebound and side effects and be...unpleasant."

Tony still stared at me. "Eight planets. I feel like it's cheating."

"Not really," I said honestly. "Remember the bloodline thing? My Bloodline is more closely related to Jellal's than with the others, and because of that, it's easier to cast the spells. In the previous timeline, Jellal didn't know these spells in particular, but he did learn how to control multiple elements."

Tony was staring at me.

I shrugged. "It's not as hard as people think to build up a magical core. Once you hit a certain size, it transfers to a second type of core, known as Second Origin, which isn't a physical part of you. It's on a different plane, and stored through a different aura. Like a backup generator."

"Do you have this?" Tony asked.

I nodded. "I got something called Magical Overload when I was a kid. I had too much magic for my body, basically, and throughout those years, as long as I followed a certain amount of rules, it slowly managed to open my Second Origin. Which is a painful thing to do, but mine got spread out over several years, so..." I shrugged.

"So you have more magic..." Tony trailed off.

I nodded. "Yeah. It's on a separate plane, and most of the time it rests there. Imagine a tank of water. I have another tank of water inside me. If I need too, I open up the first tank to the second tank, so I have a steady stream of magic. In my free time, I hack away at the second tank, slowly making it larger. That's how it works for most people."

He stared at me. "I'm sensing a 'but', here..."

I grinned. "There's also a second option, that is generally only available to people who wield Stellar Magic, but some...others had gotten away with it." I thought of Gray and Erza and Cana and Levy (well, Levy doesn't really count) accelerating faster than others because of some left-over magic.

"It's called the Astral Plane, and it doesn't have a sense of time."

"So basically..."

"Generally, everyone has a magical container. It gets bigger and bigger until you can only hold so much. Then, your body starts trying to unlock Second Origin, slowly connecting to that. This is where most wizards give up. They don't try to get stronger at this point, so they stop here. But others, (us, for example) keep going, and unlock our Second Origin and get a bonus container to start holding more magic. Now, if you have Stellar Magic and/or access to the Astral Plane, you can also hold more magic over there. Except it's a little whooey."

"Did you just say 'whooey'?"

I ignored him. "As I said before, it's kinda like water. Except the water in your First and Second Origin are the same. Any magic stored on the Astral Plane tends to be purified and mixed in a type of Stellar Magic that even us descendants shouldn't touch. And then its like pulling water out of oil; it's harder. Time also has no meaning, so people who had access to the plane the first time around, such as Jellal, got a secondary boost from left-over magic."

Tony stared. "JARVIS, you're recording this, right?"

"Yes sir," JARVIS answered.

"Good, I'll wanna go over it again later."

"Is it too much?" I asked. "Do you want to me to slow down? I know you have an eidetic memory, but it's still a bit much to spring on someone at once."

Tony shook his head. "I'm fine, we can keep going. Sorry, I'm just a bit distracted by the different ways I can test stuff...The possibilities...So, planets and elements?"

"First, Pluto's not a planet here, is it?"

Tony shook his head. "No, they demoted it down to a dwarf planet when they found Eris and the rest of the Keiper Belt."

I nodded. "Alright. So, can you guess what elements I assigned with what?"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Alright, fine. Earth is earth. Mars is fire. Mercury is…probably metals. Maybe wind." He paused, thinking. "Venus is…light?"

I nodded.

"As for the others…" Tony tapped his fingers. "…I'm guessing you related some of the other planets with their Roman counterparts?"

"Is that why you thought Mercury might be wind? Because he's fast?"

Tony shrugged.

"You were right the first time," I said. "Mercury is metal. Saturn is wind. And I also made Uranus ice."

"So Jupiter is lightning and Neptune is water," Tony muttered.

I nodded.

"And for the dwarf planets?"

"I only get the named ones," I joked. "So Pluto is shadows, Ceres is poison and perfume/potion magic, Eris is chaos magic…Haumea is childbirth and Makemake is fertility."

"Childbirth and fertility?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow.

I shrugged. "I make it easier for people to give birth. And I can restore someone's fertility if they're infertile."

My thoughts went to Natasha, and how the Red Room took away her ability to have a child.

That was something I could fix.

"Wow," Tony said, giving me an impressed look and rubbing his forehead.

"I told you," I said. "We're heavy hitters."

"You didn't mention you were one of them," Tony said.

I blinked. "Are you sure?"

He nodded.

"Oh," I said. "Sorry about that. I thought I mentioned it. Anyway, that's my magic. Yes, you can do tests."

"And the last two people?" Tony asked. "Of your guild?"

"They're not exactly human," I said, projecting pictures. "This is Happy, and this is Lily, short for Pantherlily. They're a breed called Exceeds. They're cats that can fly and talk and have slightly human forms."

The picture shifted to Pantherlily's fighting form and Happy's human form, which still looked like a young boy. "Pantherlily is a lot older than Happy, who's actually only six."

"Talking…flying…cats," Tony said. "Because why not?"

"Fictional. Universe."

"…Right."

"Sir, a man is approaching the door with the equipment you've requested," JARVIS announced.

I smiled at Tony, hopping off the couch and putting away the card. "Alright, let's start making your new element!"

WE'RE GONNA SAY THAT THIS DIVERGED FROM RIPPLES BEFORE AMBER.

I've had multiple people ask about Civil War and my opinions.

And let me say, it's hilarious how y'all are trying to subtly blame certain characters so I don't bash them others.

So let me give you guys a run down.

IF YOU CARE ABOUT MY OPINIONS/POSSIBLE FUTURE BASHING FOR TSUNAMI, YOU SHOULD READ THIS:

Civil War was FUCKED UP and ridiculously stupid, with more than a few idiots acting out of character. When it comes down to Cap's side vs Iron Man's, whose side I'm on is a bit icky. On the actual issue of the Accords, I agree more with Cap; even though 'the safest hands are our own' are extremely egotistical and likely not always correct, the entire premise of these fanfictions literally fall under that category. Elle's hands are safer than the Avengers, because we've all seen what could happen if she wasn't there.

On the other hand, oversight is important, and if people are scared of you, or you're fighting the government at the same time, you generally aren't doing a good job (though, admittedly, it does depend on the government). Natasha made a very good point of 'one hand on the wheel', and it's because of that that I think Steve should've bowed to Tony and Nat on this one, since they actually understand the political spectrum and what exactly the UN is. There's also the fact that Steve didn't actually read the entirety of the Accords. So even though I was on Steve's side (opinion-wise) when it comes to amount of governmental control (I don't like too much), and I desperately want Bucky to be safe because Bucky is on my list of PRECIOUS BABIES, I was upset with almost all of Cap's actions. Steve broke several laws with all the fighting between him, Bucky, T'Challa, and Sam, and people definitely got hurt (how hurt is up for debate).

So even though I still agree with Cap's sentiment of 'safest hands are our own', I fall more in line with Team Tony, because 1) Cap never should've lied to Tony about his parents in the first place, and once Tony adjusted to everything in private (which you will see soon enough), he'd probably help Steve find Bucky and then get Bucky acquitted so that would've fixed most of the mess. And 2) Steve's extremely out of character 'I can do this all day' and then leaving Tony behind, when Steve, even before going into the army (where it is drilled into you 'never leave a man behind') would likely risk his life to save someone, even a villain, such as when Peter saves Vulture in Homecoming. To Tony's mental state, he sees Steve as someone who his father valued over him (for possibly his entire life), but who didn't value his father or Tony as much in return, because he lied for him to years, responded to his attack like he was a villain, and then left him behind, which probably makes Tony think he's worth less than dirt in Steve's eyes. Then the letter talked about how the Avengers were Tony's family, but there weren't exactly any left; just Rhodey, who practically fucking adopted Tony as a younger brother at MIT, and Vision, who is practically related to Tony from the way he was created (let's be honest, he was a JARVIS and Ultron love child, and Ultron was already a Tony and Bruce lovechild, so…anyway) the only Avengers left were people who couldn't abandon Tony. Natasha disappeared into the wind, and as much as I love T'Challa, he didn't help Tony much at all, or offer to fix up Rhodey's back injury (which Wakanda could've done, even later, after they came out to the world).

And yeah, some of this was Tony's fault. Some was Zemo, some was (probably) HYDRA. Ross was a big dick. There was an extreme lack of communication issues about everything (which was mostly Cap's fault), and in the end, the Team wasn't split; it was gone, and Tony was alone, and broken, and lied to when he was just trying to do the right thing.

...which is why, despite agreeing with (most of) Cap's sentiments, I am Team Tony.