*Age 14*
Tony stomps up the steps of the apartment building, if it's her he'll kill her, no if, ands, or buts about it. He knocks on the door (if slamming his fist on the door counts as knocking). "Kendra! Kendra I know you're in there! Open the damn door!"
"Mr. Stark, what on earth are you doing here?" Kendra questions, opening the door.
Tony glares at her, if looks could kill. "Do you have her?"
Kendra blinks, raising an eyebrow at Tony. She closes the door and steps outside, pointing a finger at Tony. "I'll have you know, Mr. Stark, I have no idea what you're talking back."
Tony slams his fist in the wall next to Kendra's head, narrowing his eyes at her. He doesn't believe her, he really doesn't. "You took her, didn't you?"
"Took who?" Kendra questions, watching as Tony's fist clenches, nails digging into his hand.
Tony slams his other fist into the wall on the other side of Kendra's face, trapping her against the wall. "Margo." He growls out, it's the first time he's said her name since the girl went missing (which was three days ago).
"Mr. Stark!" Kendra yells, a disapproving tone in her voice. "She's my daughter."
Tony grits his teeth, digging his nails into his hands, drawing blood. "No, she's my daughter! You're the lady who left her for dead on the street!"
Kendra raises her hand and slaps Tony across the face, leaving a red handprint on his cheek. "Regardless of who she lives with now, I love her Tony, more than anything; she's still my daughter in my eyes Tony."
Tony touches his stinging cheek and glares daggers at Kendra. "I don't believe you. Ever since your little meeting with Margo I'm almost positive you've wanted to take her from me, what better way than to kidnap her?" Kendra goes to slap Tony again, but the man grabs her wrist, her hand no more than two inches from his face. "Don't try me Kendra." He warns, he was never one to hit a lady, but he's not all that sure this thing in front of him is a lady. "Give me two minutes to see if you have her, two minutes and then I'll leave. If you don't have her, what's the harm of a couple of minutes?"
Kendra frowns at Tony, nodding her head slowly and opening her apartment door. "Two minutes." She mumbles looking away as Tony walks into her apartment.
"Margo!" Tony yells, rushing around, there's no sign of her, nothing. "Margo!" He yells again, listening for any small noise that could indicate she is here. He slugs out of the apartment, shoulders slumped. "Thanks." He mutters, that's one thing he's never pictured himself saying to her. Kendra doesn't say a word, just slams the door in his face. Tony leans against the wall and falls to the ground, head in his hands. "Where are you?" He whispers. "Princess, where are you?"