Okay the slightly less painful videos now.
I recommend tissues. But this chapter might not be as bad as the next one. Fair warning and all.
DoesithelpthatIcriedtoo?
Also, I'm coming to realise that I should stop saying how many chapters there will be because at this rate I might sneak a fifth one in. No promises, but it could happen.
"I guess I should go through people now. Umm." The man on the screen murmured and grabbed what looked like a list of names on a piece of paper, "Wanda."
The witch looked up, startled that she was mentioned.
"Yeah, I can just imagine the surprise on your face. I'll cut it to the chase as you don't like me and I..well, I don't dislike you or like you. The bomb that killed your parents was not one of mine." He was looking straight into the camera, "My weapons were good. They were powerful. They didn't simply fail to work. Defective weapons were taken apart and recycled. My weapons were something that everyone tried to get their hands on. People made fakes. They made false versions of my weapons that didn't work, they threw my name on it and sold them on the black market to earn themselves a lot of cash. Your house was hit with a fake one; one that wasn't created by me. Whether you believe me or not, you should know that had it been one of mine, then you would've been dead." He stated firmly.
Wanda stifled a sob into her hands, she didn't know how to react to that information.
There was a heavy sigh, "Onto nicer news. Wanda. Bruce, Princess Shuri and I recovered Vision's body. We worked on the coding and…I suppose after a few more tweaks, those two will be able to bring him back to you. He'll more or less be the same, just without the Mind Stone."
She had no qualms about holding back any tears. She was crying for her family and for Vision. She was happy. She was sad. She didn't know what to think of the man she'd deemed evil incarnate. She had been wrong. So very wrong about him. Arms wrapped around her as Natasha comforted her.
—LINE BREAK—
"Sam, Scott. I didn't know either of you. Not really. I guess I'm just sorry we never got the chance to really know one another. Scott, give your daughter the best from me. I never told you but whilst you guys were on the run and all I made sure to keep them away from Ross. I even got to know the little family. She's a good kid. You should be proud." Tony smiled through the camera.
Scott's eyes watered. He didn't understand, where was the arrogant and selfish Stark that Hank had always ranted about?
"Sam…keep an eye on them all. Good luck."
Said man chuckled a little and coughed in an attempt to get rid of the tears building in his eyes.
—LINE BREAK—
Another video popped up.
"Princess Shuri. Thank you for all your help. Shuri, I guess you won't be able to adopt another broken white boy, just as I won't be able to adopt another kid genius. Good luck out there, kiddo. You will change the world. Hopefully with Peter by your side. Maybe even Harley. Damn the three of you together. Ain't that terrifying, you'd take over the world."
The three kids chuckled a bit as they held hands. They were mourning the man that they had grown to love. Even Shuri.
"King T'Challa. Your father would be proud of you. Good luck ruling your kingdom." Tony said something in Xhosa, "Hopefully that means what I think it means. If not. My apologies for whatever crude thing it ended up being."
T'Challa mumbled something in his native language but nodded. Apparently, the comment was correct.
—LINE BREAK—
"Who's next? Clint. I don't know what to say. I'm sorry. Is that what you want? At the end of the day all that matters is the future is saved and you're all free. Like with Scott, tell the kids and Laura I'm sorry and give them my best. I got to know them when you were on the run as I protected them. You've got a good family, Clint. Don't screw it up."
Clint's laugh came out watery as he held a hand over his eyes. The archer had regrets. Many of them revolved around the genius on the screen. Clint would never forgive himself for how he treated the man with the masks.
"Natashalie." Tony chuckled to himself,
Natasha found herself smiling slightly and sadly at the man.
"Natasha." He corrected himself, "We've had a fun past haven't we? Deception and all that malarky. I…I don't know what to say to you. I really don't. I want to be angry. But I don't. I hope you're happy. I hope you find happiness, maybe settle down. Start a family and have a farm like Legolas."
Snorts of amusement echoed across the otherwise timid and silent room.
—LINE BREAK—
"Point Break. Thor. So after asking and doing a shit ton of calculating, I've come to the conclusion that in Midgardian years, you're in your mid-twenties. The last few years must've been one hell of a holiday for you." He joked, "I know things have been tough for you. But let me just say the new hairdo is a great look!"
Thor shook his head at his old friend.
"You'll be a great king, Thor. King Thor. Have a toast, on my behalf." The genius winked. "Now, Loki. Unless I'm mistaken, you were mind controlled by the purple arsehole, so feel free to take that drink now."
"You were mind controlled, brother?" Thor asked eyes wide in horror, they only grew when the God of Mischief nodded, Thor reached over and hugged him tightly, "We will talk more about this later." Loki merely nodded again.
—LINE BREAK—
"Science Bro. Brucie-Bear. Things were tense between us in the end…I guess. Which sucks because I finally had a new friend, who liked me. I'm glad you and the Hulk have sorted out your differences. Good luck out there, Bruce. You're a great guy." Tony's smile was gentle and soft.
"I'm sorry, Tony." Bruce whispered remembering the Ultron situation, he felt Pepper place her hand on his shoulder and nodded in acknowledgement of her support.
"And Hulk, Big Guy, buddy. Keep Bruce and yourself safe. Thank you for saving me too."
There was a minute when Bruce turned slightly green. A slight animalistic wail filled the room as the Hulk mourned his friend.
—LINE BREAK—
"Dr Strange. We didn't know each other all that well. But now that I'm dead, I'm not scared to say it." Tony's face was completely serious as he looked through the lens, "We are…Awesome Facial Hair Bros."
The room erupted in laughter. Only Tony could say something like that with a completely deadpanned expression. Strange could be seen shaking his head.
"Hey, I don't make the rules." He continued with a smirk and a shrug, no doubt he knew they'd laugh. "But thank you for saving me back on Titan. Look after yourself -you too Wong."
The two sorcerers nodded solemnly as though they were making a vow there and then.
—LINE BREAK—
"Steve."
At the sound of his name, the blond's head shot up.
Tony's face was more emotive than before, his eyes held sadness and he looked vulnerable, "I don't know what to say to you. I'm sorry. But at the same time all I was ever trying to do was keep us together. Maybe…maybe if we were all together when Thanos came a calling, we'd have won straight away. Or maybe we'd have all died then and there. I don't forgive you for keeping my parents death to yourself. I never will. But, at the end of the day, I wanted us to be a family again. Maybe if…if I was still alive, we'd all have started over. Or maybe this is just the ramblings of a delusional man sentenced to death." Tony sighed heavily, attempting to wipe his eyes subtly, but failing.
Everyone knew the tears were there.
"Anyway, unless you want to keep using those shields that King T'Challa gave you, you can have your shield back. It belongs to you."
Steve shook his head, he didn't want the shield back. He wanted Tony back. Alive and well. He wanted his family back. His complete family.
"Barnes. Bucky. James. Whatever you go by." Tony smirked,
Bucky's face was one of shock at being apart of the genius' farewells, but a smirk grew at the names.
"I'm sorry for what happened in the bunker. I'm sorry for blowing your arm off. I'm…I'm just sorry. I forgive you. It wasn't you. I know that. It's just…all I could see was you…bashing my dad's skull in and strang….strangling my mum." His voice cracked as he spoke in a whisper, "I'm sorry for everything. I…well I…" He seemed to want to say something but stopped and forced a smile, "Keep that blond moron of ours alive."
"He wouldn't have wanted us to say, but Mr Barnes, Tony helped build you your arm and the technology used to help you recover was his own creation," Shuri whispered, Bucky's eyes were wide in shock and almost horror that the man he'd almost helped kill -the man whose parents he did kill had helped him so much.
"I…thank you…for telling me, Princess." Shuri just nodded.
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