Welcome to more Serial Killer Daddy Tony!
Nearly two years have passed since Laura Kenner was discovered murdered in her own home.
In that time, the police found no leads that could have pointed towards who the attacker may have been. The murderer was too smart and left no trace. While they did manage to get some fingerprints off the bruises around her throat, they couldn't match them up to anyone. The murderer didn't have a criminal record so the man was a complete John Doe. The neighbor who had reported the noise complaint never saw an attacker enter nor leave the house.
Whoever did it knew what he was doing and knew how to cover his tracks.
Above all, there have been no signs of the child to whom the crib may have belonged to. They checked all the records in the house, there was no birth certificate nor photos of a child in the room as well as any baby supplies.
Eventually, the Kenner Case went unsolved and became a Cold Case. There was nothing more they found that could pin the murderer.
Meanwhile, Tony Stark had found a wonderful house deep in the woods, far from any large cities or towns.
They were safe from anyone who would want to split them apart.
For years, Tony raised Harley on his own, it was wonderful. Harley was the son he dreamed that he wanted to have.
But over time, Tony could tell that Harley was lonely.
Growing up in a large house, away from the whole world with only his Dad for company, it was a lonely life for a child. For a three-year-old, he was already really smart.
He needed someone else in his life.
That was when Tony decided it was time he started looking for a mother for Harley. Perhaps a younger sibling as well.
Tony packed a few bags and took Harley on a little trip to New York. Rented a small apartment for a few months, and found a perfect little daycare for Harley.
This time, everything was going to be different.
Mary Fitzpatrick was different from Laura.
She was kind and wonderful. When Tony met her, she was on a break from her boyfriend, Richard.
The two got along very well. However, Tony didn't go on as many dates with Mary as he went with Laura, because he couldn't leave Harley at the daycare all day and night.
He decided to wait until they decided to get serious to tell Mary about Harley.
One thing that Tony liked about her was that she also wanted children.
The same thing happened the first time, a date night in a bar led to a child being born months later.
Another baby boy, Peter.
Tony felt happiness swell up in his chest.
It's going to be different this time, Tony told himself, It's going to be better this time.
The first week was nice spending time with Mary and Peter was nice.
But then Richard showed up, and Mary spent more time with him again, and Tony saw less and less of Peter. Lucky enough to see his son two or three days out of the week.
However, Tony tried to make this relationship work. Not just for him, but for Harley and Peter as well.
So during another meet-up, Tony brought up his other son and his plan for him and Mary to get married to become a family with their sons.
But it turns out that Tony had misunderstood what Mary meant when she wanted a family.
Yes, Mary wanted a family but she wanted to have a family with Richard, not Tony. Richard was the one that she loved, he was the one that Mary was going to be married.
Richard was the one that's going to be Peter's father.
Of course, Tony was not happy about that.
For weeks, he kept going over to Mary's house, demanding to see Peter, to let him meet his brother, and such.
Mary, however, overreacted to his claims and placed a restraining order on him. Saying that he was a psychotic stalker who needed help.
Tony didn't need help, he needed to see his son. Harley deserved to know his little brother.
Eventually, Tony had become angry. Angrier than he had been at Laura.
Mary used him. She had his child and now she was taking him away to be raised by a different. By a different father.
A fake father.
The next afternoon, he told Harley that a babysitter would drop him off at home after daycare because he was going to pick up a special surprise for him.
That night Mary and Richard Parker were in a car, driving down the dark and empty street.
In the front seat, the newlyweds were discussing their plans for the future, while their son slept in the back.
Peter, now nine-months-old, was swaddled up in a blanket while buckled tightly in a baby seat.
As their car stopped in front of a three-way intersection, Mary turned around in her seat to check on her son.
After a few seconds, their car continued before another car suddenly appeared from out of the shadows of the night and slammed harshly against the side of their car.
The impact caused Mary and Richard to be thrust harshly onto the side, as their car swerved uncontrollably down the road, spinning around and around before screeching to a stop.
At first, it seemed to have been no big deal but suddenly, the same car appeared again and propel against the car, shoving them completely off their road.
The Parker's car was forced off the road and fell down a steep hill before slamming face-first against a large oak tree.
Mary's head had slammed harshly against the dashboard, causing a large gash to appear on her head. Blood poured from her forehead, and her nose, which was no doubt broken.
The woman shook her head, in hopes of clearing her clouded brain, but stopped when the movement caused pain to explode in her head.
"Richard?" she called out, her voice groggy and raspy.
The man's head was lolled to the side. Blood poured out of his nose, and from a large wound on his head. He didn't respond or stirred at her voice.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared from behind the car, catching the woman's attention as she tried to turn around to see what it was. However, she couldn't turn her head fully around, she could only turn to her head to see outside her window.
The glass to her window was completely shattered, and she could hear the sound of someone approaching.
To her horror, the attacker turned out to be her ex.
"Wha?" She barely managed to say, "Wh- what's going - Wh- y… are yo- y-"
"Shh," Tony hushed before smirking coldly at her, "This will all be over soon,"
Before Mary could question what he meant, Tony stepped away.
Small black dots appeared before her eyes.
When her vision cleared up again, Tony was standing beside her, with Peter cradled in his arms.
She could see that Peter was crying and squirming around in Tony's arms but Mary could barely hear his cries over the loud ringing in her ears.
Tony was smiling down at the baby, bouncing him in his arms and gently shushing him.
Mary couldn't do anything but stare at Tony while Peter began quieting down in his arms. Not protest, not scream, nothing.
All she could do was stare.
"Say goodbye to Mommy, Peter,"
Mary suddenly felt a large hand grab the back of her head before shoving her forwards and slamming her head hard against the dashboard.
As soon as Tony was back in the city, he left the busted-up car in the parking lot of a closed bar that was a few blocks away from the apartment so he walked the rest of the way.
Not that it mattered, it was a rental that he bought under an assumed name. His real one was in the parking lot of the apartment he was staying in.
Peter was cradled in his arms, cooing and squirming around Tony smiles as his tiny hands grabbed onto the hair of his goatee.
After a few minutes, Tony was finally entering his apartment.
The babysitter was sitting on the couch, texting away on her phone.
Tony wanted to criticize her for leaving Harley alone but at the same time, he wanted her to leave so it would just be him and his sons.
The man pulled out a $20 bill while balancing Peter in his arm, to pay her off so she could leave.
"Here you are," he announced, startling the teen into standing on her feet, "You can see yourself out,"
The teen walked over to the man to take her payment, that was when she noticed the squealing baby in his arms
"Aww, how cute," she cooed.
"Yeah, where's my son?" The man said, ignoring her.
"He's in his room, pretending to be asleep," the girl answered, pocketing her money before exiting the apartment, "Goodbye Mr. Palmer,"
Tony had been going by Hank Palmer even since he arrived in New York. To draw less attention should anyone remember that Laura Kenner dated a Tony Stark just before her unfortunate death.
Just then, Peter began kicking his legs beneath the blanket he was swaddled in. Wanting his father's attention again.
Tony smiled down at his son's cuteness, "Ready to meet your big brother, Petey?" He whispered before gently kissing his little head.
Peter gurgled and tried again to grab Tony's goatee. The man chuckled before walking towards his sons' bedroom.
Opening the door, Tony saw that Harley was jumping up and down on his bed, making the blankets a mess and his pillow was thrown across the room.
The three-year-old boy had shaggy brown hair and bright blue eyes. His eyes were purely his mother but everything else about him was Tony.
The room was small, not what Tony wanted for his son. A twin size bed, a writing desk, a small TV on a table, and a large window that showed the brick wall of the building next door.
Upon seeing his Dad in the doorway, the boy stopped in his tracks, jumped one more time before landing on his behind. A guilty expression on his face
"Harley," He said with a large smile as he entered the room, "Come here, bud,"
Harley leaped off the bed, stumbling a little on the ground before toddling over towards his father.
"I have a little surprise," Tony said as he bent his knees down to show off the newest addition to their family.
The boy looked down at the bundled up baby, curiosity reflected off his large eyes as he watched Peter squirm around and look back up at him.
"What's that?" Harley asked after a few minutes of silence, looking back up at his Dad.
Tony chuckled as Peter began waving his arms towards Harley.
"This is your new little brother, Peter,"
Harley looked back down at the baby.
"He looks funny," he said after a few seconds before poking Peter's cheek.
Peter giggled at the small poke, squealing and waved his hands around in the air.
Tony laughed while Harley looked surprised at his reaction.
Peter then reached up and began patting Harley's lower face, trying to understand why he didn't have facial hair as well. While Harley kept trying to swat his little hands away.
Tony chuckled as he watched his son interact together.
The family he always wanted was coming together perfectly.
The next morning, Tony, Harley, and Peter had all their things packed into the car and left New York.
In the backseat, Harley and Peter were both buckled in their own car seats and having a nice conversation. Well, Harley was talking and Peter was babbling and gurgling away.
On that same day, an amber alert was released by Ben and May Parker. Searching for their missing nephew.
There' a reference from "The Judge" in here.
Hope you all enjoyed, see you next chapter.
BTW: Feel free to submit adorable brother moments between Harley and Peter.