Hi everyone! This is Mikoto Bloom. I want to say thank you. I got 3 followers and 1 favorite (one of each is…me. Sorry.). Thank you, thank you so much! Again, I don't own Marvel, Avengers, or anything related to them, I haven't seen all the movies, though I did some research, the timeline may alter a bit. I only own my OC: Trudy Brisby!
P.S. If you noticed, I don't cuss. And I don't want to put anything crude, inappropriate, nor show anything that involves s**. To be honest... it's embarrassing and it's hard to find a fan fiction that is honest in its ratings. So, I want to be honest on mine. Thank you. But if you find anything that you think that I should change my rating, please inform me.
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Thursday, October 13th
Trudy's POV
(Warning: This is a sad part. Skip if you don't want to read)
I ran through the hospital hall. Mr. Macintosh (my dad's boss) came by to our one room apartment and told me Daddy's has been in a car bomb. He told me that the doctors believe he wouldn't live for much longer.
"Dear God, please help him. Please Father in Heaven. Please let him live." I prayed in my heart, as I ran. I looked at the room number 183D. I opened the door without knocking, I ignored the doctor trying to tell me to go outside and let him finish his work. I was traumatized of what I just saw. On the side of Daddy's face was burned, while the other half of his face was bandaged. The rest of him…I don't even want to describe my beloved daddy's wounds. A normal kid would've screamed and ran but I didn't. Yes I was horrified at Daddy's appearance, but he needs me. I can't leave him now.
I grabbed his hand, gingerly. "Daddy. Daddy, can you hear me?" I asked, trying to stay calm. His eye…flicker open.
"Half-Pint?" he whimpered my nickname. He couldn't move his head because of the cast around his neck. I moved closer, so he can see my face.
"Here I am, Daddy." My voice was about to crack.
"Trudy," he weakly circled his thumb on my hand, "I'm afraid that…. I'm going to leave you sooner than I planned to."
I shook my head disbelieving, "God will make you better. You'll see. We lived good lives, we have been faithful and He will keep His promises."
Daddy smiled, a tear forming in his eye, "You're right Half-Pint, but His ways are not always our ways. We may not agree with it, and we may not even want it but they are for our own good and they are always…..better than what we want to do with our life. Trudy, no matter what happens to me, don't be angry with God. This is not a punishment for you or for me." There is a moment of silence between us. "Sweetheart, my body won't last much longer and soon-" he coughed and wheezed for air, "I must go…and be with your grandparents and…your mother."
"Daddy, please don't. I still need you. You c-can't leave me now." My voice is breaking. "Who'll take care of me? What's going to happen to me?"
He looked at me, with his attempt to cup my cheek. He smiled, sadly, "Elige Ius semper, Trudy. Be…." he struggled a breath, "A good girl. I-I-I love….you….Half-Pint." He whispered. Then his eyes closed and exhaled. His hand fell from my hand and landed on the bed.
I couldn't believe. I can't believe it! I shook my head hard. I shook Daddy gently, "Daddy?" I shook him a little harder, "Daddy, open your eyes. Please." I shook him even harder, "Daddy please get up." The doctor tried to touch my shoulder but I slapped it away, "NO!" I screamed, "He can't die. He CAN'T!" Then I felt someone else grabbed my arm, trying to take me away from him. "NO!" DADDY, PLEASE COME BACK!" I cried. I tried fighting back, kicking and screaming-
"DADDY!" I yelled. I sat right up. I looked around and I remembered that I was in Mr. Stark's house—mansion. "It was just a dream. No…a nightmare I lived." I thought. "What time is it?" I looked around and I didn't see a clock anywhere. I guess there's a clock in the kitchen. I took the blanket from the bed and wrapped myself in it. Then I went upstairs. I forgotten how big the mansion was. I found a digital clock, and it said its 5:49am.
"Miss Brisby, what are you doing up this early in the morning?"
I squeaked in fright/surprise. "Who's there?" I asked softly.
"It's just me. JARVIS." Said the AI.
I sighed in relief, "Please don't scare. I get easily jumpy, especially at night."
"Forgive me, but I like to ask why you are up at this time in the morning?"
"Just a bad dream." I said. In fact, I've been getting dreams and nightmares about my last moments with Daddy or memories of my old childhood home. "I don't want to go back to bed. I just….need to do something." There was a moment of silence, "May you direct me to the kitchen, please?" I asked, politely.
"Of course Miss Brisby. But my I ask why?"
"I'm going to make some breakfast for Mr. Stark and Pepper."
"You can bake?" he asked, surprised, "What are you going to make?"
My thoughts went back to my home. Before my Grandma Mattie passed way. That last breakfast she made before she became sick…. "Lemon poppy-seed muffins."
"I may not have taste buds or a stomach, but that does sound like a good breakfast."
"But first I need to get dressed."
"Would you need any assistance?"
"No thanks. I'm ok."
3rd POV, Tony
Tony woke up early the next morning (around 5ish in the morning) and went down his basement/workshop to tinker. For some reason he slept ok, despite his plan to sleep-in today, but he's not sure what to think of after the occurrence last night. He made a list of what's going on:
One, he's shocked and saddened that a good friend of his has been killed.
Two, he's upset that after all these years of no contact, Mitch never mentioned he had a kid. Oh, he did told him he got married but never told him they had a daughter.
Three, out of the blue which, should've been number one on his list, no, an addition to one AND two, he's the girl's supposedly godfather.
But for some reason...knowing himself, he's surprised that he didn't turn the kid away when he had the chance. It's probably that Pepper was with him and he didn't want to go back to a "selfish *%&$ #~" everyone thought he was, especially Pepper.
Wait a minute! Why especially Pepper? He thought. He shook his head trying to shake the thought away.
Tap-Tap-Tap
Tony turned and saw Trudy behind the glass door. Her hair was brushed and pulled into a ponytail. She's wearing an over-sized gray t-shirt that had the Yankees logo and a pair of jeans which are too big for her. She was carrying a tray carrying what looked like breakfast.
"Mr. - I mean, Tony, may I come in?" she asked, timidly.
Inside his head Tony sighed. He walked toward the door and opened it, "Good morning." he said as Trudy came in.
"Good morning, I got you some breakfast if you're hungry." The tray had lemon poppy-seed muffins, a banana and a mug of coffee with cream, sugar, and honey on the side. "I wasn't sure what you like in your coffee, so I picked some obvious choices."
"Thanks Trudy. You know, you didn't have to do that." he said sincerely.
"I just thought it's a way of saying 'thank you' and I also want to apologize."
That caught him by surprise, "Apologize for what?"
Trudy fiddled with her over-sized shirt, "Well...you were silent most of the night last night, and I didn't know what I did or said to make you uncomfortable, so whatever it was, I'm sorry and it shan't happen again."
Tony rose an eyebrow, "Ok, first of all: you didn't do anything and there's no need to apologize. Second, 'shan't'?" he asked in an amused tone.
Trudy blushed, "Sorry, old habit from Gran'Pam. She had a strong opinion on saying some particular words that should be used properly."
"'Old habits die hard.'" Tony quoted. They laughed softly.
"Well," began Trudy, "I better get ready for the day."
"Yeah, Pepper told me that you guys are going shopping today, right?" Tony asked.
"That's right." Trudy nodded, "So...I'll see you later." Then she walked out the door and head upstairs.
"See ya later." Tony took a bite of his muffin. "Whoa!" he thought, "This muffin tastes great. I need to know who made this brand." but then it hit him. Did Trudy make these?
0o0o0
Pepper's 3rd POV
Pepper arrived at the mansion punctually at 7:30am, as always. Ever since last night, she couldn't help but think about Tony's new guest/family member.
Despite her shyness, she seems like a very sweet girl. Pepper thought. Besides, it would be a good time to learn more about her while we go shopping.
Pepper parked the car on the driveway and took out a plastic bag and a pair of different clothes. As Pepper entered the room, she heard music playing from the piano. This surprised Pepper, she hadn't heard the piano being played in the mansion since Mr. Obadiah Stane's gone. She recognized the tune, but what was it? She knew Tony never played. He only had the piano in his house just for show and Stane used it to stay cool and tolerate to Tony's misbehaviors. As she looked into the living room, she saw Trudy playing. She played beautifully but instead of the song being happy you could tell there's sadness it. The song began to slow down, becoming softer and softer, and then finally, the last note dimmed into silence.
"That was beautiful!" Pepper said amazed.
Trudy quickly got off of the bench and flatten out her clothes, her face red, "I-I'm so sorry, so sorry. I should've asked Mr. Stark's permission a-and-!" she spoke all nervous, and stuttering.
"Oh no, no. Don't worry about it. Besides, Tony wouldn't mind or…probably care. I think you played very well. What was that song?"
"Fur Elise by Ludwig Van Beethoven." She answered.
"How long have you been playing the piano?"
"To be honest, I'm not sure. Grandma Mattie taught me how to play."
"Your grandmother?" asked Pepper.
"My mommy's mom."
"Wow, that's amazing." She said, she looked at her watch, "Ok, I'm going to make myself some breakfast, have Tony sign a few papers and off to shopping we'll go!" she smiled.
"There are still some muffins left in the kitchen." Said Trudy.
"Muffins?" asked Pepper.
Trudy looked down and started circling her foot on the floor, "I made some for you, Tony, and Happy."
Pepper's smile warmed, "That is very sweet of you. Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome." Said Trudy bashfully.
"But sadly, Happy called in sick today, so I think he'll have your homemade muffins another day." She said, sadly.
Trudy didn't seem to mind, "Ok."
Then they heard Tony coming upstairs, "Who was it that was playing the piano?" he asked.
"Believe or not, it's Trudy." Said Pepper.
Trudy, for some reason took a step back. "Sorry for playing the piano without your permission." She apologized timidly.
"Oh, no need. I think it's nice to have music back in the house again. Of course, I'm not a big fan of classical myself-"
"Excuse me, Mr. Stark," said Pepper in a professional voice, "I have a couple of things that is needed to get done today and one of them is that I need you to sign some of these papers before I leave with Trudy."
"Ok, Miss Potts." He said in a mocking professional tone, which made Trudy giggle.
"Oh and a quick reminder, Mr. Montrose will arrive within an hour." chipped Pepper
"Why can't I just have him drop everything so I can get back to my stuff?" he said.
"He's a social worker, and knowing social workers, he's got a lot on his plate and he needs to do this little at a time. So swallow it for the time being." She said.
Tony just sighed in defeat, "Ok, ok." As he headed back downstairs, "Have a great time ladies." He said, but then he stopped and turned, "By the way, Trudy, did you make the muffins?" he asked, curiously.
"Yes sir." Trudy answered softly.
"They're really good!" he said.
Trudy lifted her head up and smiled, "Really?" she asked.
"Yep." He turned to Pepper, "Try'em, they're really good." Then he went downstairs.
Pepper smiled and grabbed one from the kitchen, "Whenever Tony recommends something good, most of the time, he's right." She said to herself. Then she took a bite, "Goodness gracious, these are delicious!" she turned to Trudy, "How did you learn to make them?"
Trudy lowered head and circled her foot on the floor, again, "Grandma Mattie. She's also a great cook."
"I can tell she has taught you well." She said, as she finished the muffin. "Ok, I'm going to change and we'll be off. Ok?"
Trudy nodded and sat down on the couch.
Pepper went to the bathroom and changed into a blue Mickey Mouse t-shirt, short jeans, sunglasses and red sneakers. And for the finishing touch: she gathered her hair and put on a light brown, bob-cut wig. When she was finished, Pepper came back to the living room, having a confused look from Trudy.
"Why are you dressed like that?" asked Trudy.
"Well, since everybody knows Tony, there are people out there who want see him or want to hurt him."
Trudy tilt her head to the side, "Why would anybody want to hurt him? What did he do?"
"There are a couple of dumb things that Tony did in the past. Some want his armor, some, revenge."
"Revenge is not the right answer. It'll only brings more pain, not just who wronged you but yourself as well." Trudy said plainly.
Pepper looked at her amazed, "Well put. So, are we ready?" she asked. Trudy nodded. They got out and went inside Pepper's car.
As they were driving through the city, Trudy looked through the window. "I have never seen so many people." she exclaimed.
Pepper giggled, "Yes, yes there are."
(A.N.: I've never been to Malibu or Los Angles, it was brief stop at the LA Airport. So there'll be stuff and places I'll make up. But some will also be based on research)
When the two of them got to the mall, Trudy's eyes become wide and full of wonder.
"Is this your first time in a mall?" Pepper asked, with an amused smile.
"Uh-huh." She said, staring at the ceiling. "I've never been to a building where it has many other stores. The biggest store I ever been to was the farmers' market back home."
0o0o0
3rd POV, Tony
After Pepper and Trudy left to go shopping to buy Trudy new clothes, Tony spend most of his time in his lab.
*Ring-Ring*
"Sir, Mr. Montrose has arrived." informed JARVIS.
"Thanks, JARVIS. Send him in. I'll be right up."
"Yes sir."
Tony put down his tools and headed right up stairs. As he got upstairs he saw Mr. Montrose in his suit and held a briefcase.
"Good morning Rosy-cheeks." Tony greeted.
Mr. Montrose isn't pleased. (A/N: Mr. Montrose has chalky cheeks and has an sour expression) "Mr. Stark if you don't mind, it is Montrose."
"Ok." Tony shrugged.
"You do remember what we are here for, correct?"
"I know we're still going to talk about Trudy." Tony said, as if he didn't care.
"Yes..." he trailed, "Since she'll be staying with you for a little while she has to be in school."
"No prob."
Mr. Montrose rose an eyebrow, "Do you know what grade she's in?" he asked, "How about supplies? Which school is she going to?"
"Ok, for the supplies part, I'll call Pepper and tell her. She and Trudy just got out shopping." he said, sounding like there's nothing to worry.
0o0o0
3rd POV, Pepper
"So Trudy, tell me about yourself." As they began walking down the red sidewalks. (The mall is like an indoor town).
Trudy looked up, "You want to know me? Why?" she asked, curious.
"Well, of course. I like to get to know you better. Like… where were you born?"
"I was born at Garden Grove Haven inside my house." She answered immediately
Pepper eyes widen in amazement, "Really? That's pretty cool."
"My family called me the April Shower Baby."
Pepper laughed, "That's cute."
"How is it cute?"
"It just is." she said. All of a sudden, Pepper's cell phone rang. Pepper looked at the caller ID. "It's Tony, it'll only take a minute. Hopefully. Just stay here okay?"
Trudy nodded, "Ok."
"What's up, Tony?" asked Pepper.
"Hey Pepper, I need you to do some stuff for me." he said.
"Tony! You could've told me so before we left."
"No, no, no, no! It has nothing to do with me, at least not at the moment. It's just that Mr. Rose-"
"Mr. Montrose is here?"
"Yeah. He told some stuff and one of them is that since Trudy is going to stay with us for a bit, she needs to go to school and since you guys are out… can you get supplies as well as…. find a school?" he said nervously.
Pepper pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, "Alright. I'll see what I can do."
"Thank you Pepper. Good luck, bye!"
Pepper sighed and shook her head. "Sometimes I wonder why I stayed working with you." she said. She turned to Trudy but she wasn't there. "Trudy?" Pepper looked around, trying to find her. But then she heard a commotion coming from behind her.
"Cube it! Cube it!" the crowd cheered.
Pepper rushed over there, and trying to get through the crowd. As she got through she spotted a man messing with a Rubik Cube and then she saw Trudy facing away from the man. After the man finished with the Rubik Cube he tapped Trudy on the shoulder and handed the cube to her. Trudy nodded at the man and started solving the cube. Pepper stared in amazement. Trudy's twisted and turned in speed. In less than 30 seconds, she finished solving it. Everybody cheered and asked if she could do it again. But Pepper walked over to her,
"Trudy, where have you been?" she asked, concern and worry were in her voice.
"This man was yelling, asking if there is anyone who would beat his record on solving the Rubik Cube under 45 seconds. I was going to tell you but you were on the phone with Mr. -"
Pepper stopped her before she could say anything else, "Ok, explain to me after we leave this crowd."
The crowd protested. "C'mon, let her stay!"/"Let us see if she could do it under 30!"/"Let the kid stay!" but Pepper took Trudy away from the crowd and brought her to a more secluded area.
Pepper took a deep breath, "Ok, you may continue." She said.
Trudy took a deep breath, "I was going to tell you, but you were busy on the phone with Mr. Stark. Besides, it wasn't that far and I was going to come back when I'm finished." There was a moment of silence. Trudy looked down and circle her right foot, "Did I do something wrong?" she asked timidly.
"It's just that, didn't your dad tell you not to go off alone without supervision?" she asked, concern was in her voice.
"Daddy said, if I stay close to him and he can see me, then I can go anywhere."
"Well, when you're with me. You stay close to me unless I say otherwise."
Trudy nodded, "Ok. But before we go, there's something I need to tell you before I get in trouble in the future."
Pepper rose an eyebrow, "What is that?" she asked.
She was hesitant for a moment, "My middle name is Isabella, not Irelee." She said.
"Um….ok then. So anyway, Tony called and we need to get you to school." She announced happily.
Trudy looked confused yet bewildered, "You mean, with kids, teachers, a building and a playground?" She asked.
"Yes, of course." Said Pepper. Then a thought came to her, "Have you….been in school, before?"
"No." she said bluntly.
This made Pepper concerned. "Do you know how to read, write, do simple math?"
"Yes ma'am. I was taught at home and at church. My family and I….we lived in the mountains near a small town. Daddy thought I should be put into a really good school. But the problem is that the closest school is far away, and it's not financially possible."
"Do you know what grade you would be in?" she asked.
Trudy tilts her head to the side, "What's a grade?" she asked.
"Oh dear! How will can we tell what grade Trudy will be attending?" thought Pepper. "A grade usually means you're put into a certain stage of your learning level. Where you can progress without being too hard or too easy."
Trudy nodded, "Ok. So…what grade am I in?" she asked.
"That…I don't know." Then an idea popped into her head, "I have a couple of ideas of finding out what your grade is. But first of all do you like books?"
Trudy's eyes beamed, "Oh yes, I love books." She said.
"Great. That's where we'll be going first: the bookstore!"
0o0o0
3rd POV, Tony
"Well that went well." Tony said in a suave matter, "Anything else you like to point out or tell me? Because I have something I'm working on right now…"
Mr. Montrose took out his brief case, opened it and took out an old brown leather-bound journal, "This is Mr. Brisby's journal. While gathering the small family's things, I stumbled upon this. There was a post-it note on the cover saying that if anything happens to him it should be given to you. The 'P.S.' said, 'Anthony Howard Stark is Trudy's godfather.'" There was a moment of silence, "That's….how I found out and assumed you're Miss Brisby's guardian." He handed Tony the journal, "And uh, one more thing:" he took out his small notepad and began writing down a list, "This list is to gather more information about Miss Brisby. Medical, Education, History and so forth. I'd like to have each of them done by the end of each week. That is the same amount of time till we find Miss Brisby a foster home. Is that fair?"
"Hm?" Tony looked up from the journal, obviously absent-minded, "Yeah, sure." He said.
Mr. Montrose sighed, "I'll also leave the details to your assistant. Have a good day Mr. Stark."
"You too, Rosy." He said, ignoring the hard huff from the social worker.
After Mr. Montrose left, Tony continued looking at the cover of his old friend's journal. The journal is 2 3/4 inches thick, 3 inches wide and 9 inches in length. And then there was this yellow post-it note. It said:
If anything should happen to me, give this to Anthony Howard Stark. CEO of Stark Industries. I entrust the history of my life, written in my hand, to him. He was my best friend when we were in school together.
P.S. I know this is of shock, but Mr. Stark is going to be Trudy's, my daughter's, godfather.
Tony, wasn't sure whether or not to read his late friend's journal. Without thinking he brought the book with him to his workshop.
When Tony went back to work. Or least trying to work. He didn't know how long he has been down here, so he decided to turn on the news. The first channel he saw, shocked him. He saw Pepper, holding a shock-stricken Trudy in her arms. He immediately dropped everything and head out the door.
0o0o0
Trudy's POV
*(Couple of hours earlier)*
We arrived at Phoenix Crossroads Bookstore and Library. As we went inside Pepper first asked me if I'd be ok by myself. I told her yes and as I mentioned to her before, as long I know where she is and I don't wonder off too far I'll be alright. She told me that she'll meet me at the cashier/checkout about noon and we're going to have lunch and get new clothes and school supplies. I went to the bookstore side of the store, while Pepper went to the library side. She told me she's going to do some research and see which school would be best. I was in the children's area and went to the young readers section. I looked over many covers and titles and finally, one of them has caught my eye: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, by: C.S. Lewis. Curious I looked at the back reading the "intro-summary" of what the book's about. I became very interested to read it when it mentioned there's a world inside a wardrobe. As I opened the book and started to read, I suddenly became the character Lucy, I became friends with a fawn named Mr. Tumnus. We had tea and cakes and I can hear him playing his pan-
All of a sudden, the atmosphere changed. Slowly, I looked up and there was a man coming near me. He seemed not to mind me and looked like a regular customer but my conscience is telling me Leave now! I placed the book back where I found it and I decided to go find Pepper in the library.
(NA: Just so you know, it may be scary. Please comment about this and tell me if I should change my rating)
"Hey kid." Said the stranger. I didn't make eye contact but I got a really good glimpse of didn't look like he's from a different country. He wore a white and black stripped shirt; black hair, brown eyes and he had a tattoo on his right forearm at the wrist. There were 10 rings link together in a circle, in each ring there are different, I think was Persian or Turkish writing in them; and in the center of the circle of rings are two talwar swords. "Where's your mother?" he asked, sounding friendly.
I immediately looked ahead and saw an old man, I looked at the man in the eyes, "My mommy isn't here but my grandpa is. Bye." I lied quickly but accurately. I was about to walk away till the man grabbed my wrist. I quickly remembered what Daddy taught me in self-defense. I fisted my free hand and began drumming his hand as hard as I can. "Let go of me!" I told him firmly. But he wouldn't let go.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere." He said. He spun me around and lifted me up. I kicked and I screamed. I screamed like I have never screamed before. "HELP ME! HE'S NOT MY DAD! PEPPER! HELP! HE'S N-" the man tried to cover my mouth, but I manage to bite him with the upper part of my mouth, hard. Finally, to my great relief, he put me down and began to run away from the scene. I was shaking like a leaf. Scared to death. All this commotion with everybody talking to me at once, I felt the world closing in on me. My senses were suffocating me. I couldn't breathe, everything I see is too much information and the sounds I hear everywhere are hurting my ears. I wanted to scream at the world to stop….but all I could do is cry.
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3rd POV, Pepper
Pepper spent the whole time doing some research looking for a good school. Obviously, public school is out of the question, since it's not decide if Tony wants to keep Trudy or not and it needs to stay clear from the public for the time being. So, Pepper went to look at private schools. She took a small notebook from her purse and wrote what needs to be done and a few other schools that sounded good. She needed to find out what grade Trudy is in and in order for Trudy to enter a private school, she needs to be prepared for the ISEE and/or the SSAT.
"Oh my head!" she thought, "This may take a while to get everything in order and done. She looked at her watch, it's 20 minutes till 12 o'clock. Then she heard screaming.
"HELP ME! HE'S NOT MY DAD! PEPPER! HELP! HE'S N-"
Trudy! Without thinking, she jumped out of the computer and ran to the source. She saw a group of people together, trying to do….something. As she got through them, Pepper saw Trudy, curled up into a ball, covering her ears with her eyes shut-tight. She was shaking terribly and she was crying but, very softly. She knelt down and tried to calm Trudy down, but it's like she's not listening. Pepper tried to 'unravel' her but she wouldn't budge. It was like she glued herself together.
Then the police and ambulance arrived. She carried Trudy to the ambulance. "Sir, Sir! Something's wrong with Trudy. She's curled up and crying and…I don't know if she's having a shock or a seizure-"
The man examined the girl, he looked up at Pepper, "She's not in shock. She's having a meltdown." He said. "Hug her for a minute and I'll be right back."
Pepper looked at the man, Hug her? She thought. Then the man came back with a blanket.
"Wrap her snuggly in this." He said as he helped her. "And just keep hugging her and perhaps…rock her back and forth and maybe massage her shoulder. So….it may be able to work. But most importantly you must stay calm." He said. After a couple of seconds…Trudy was able to relax and calmed down.
Pepper was baffled, "How did you do that? How did you know?"
"I have a six-year old son who has autism. He would get meltdowns at night because he occasional gets nightmares and gets scared of the noises at night. Does your kid have autism?" he asked.
"Um, no. Trudy isn't my kid. She just 'crashed in' because she just became an orphan 2 weeks ago and is staying with my boss, for the time being." Pepper explained.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Said the medic.
"Pepper!" called a voice. Pepper looked up and there was Tony. Which surprised her, not because he came but he's in disguise. "Are you and Trudy ok?" he asked.
Pepper nodded, "We are now." She said.
Trudy's POV
The next thing I remembered was that I was wrapped snuggly in a blanket, being held and rocked like a baby. I also noticed we're outside at a parking lot. There was the police and an ambulance. I looked up, and there was Pepper. She had been crying, considering the state of the tearstain in her eyes.
"Oh Trudy, thank goodness you're ok." She exclaimed softly, hugging me.
"What happened?" I asked.
I felt a hand gently on my shoulder. I turned, and there was Tony. He was wearing a white shirt, a sleeveless hoodie and…really strange sunglasses. "Some people were saying that you almost got kidnapped." He said.
I nodded, "That's right. My conscience told I need to leave and…I don't like that his aura." I said.
Tony and Pepper looked at me surprised, "You felt…his aura?" asked Pepper.
I nodded, "I still remember what it felt like. His was…dark. I felt really uncomfortable around him."
Then a police officer came up to me, "Hello, I'm Officer Jackson. You would care to describe him?" he asked. But also notice some reporters were behind him wanting the same thing.
I nodded. I explained what happened and I even gave the description of my almost-captor.
Everybody looked at me, astonished.
"You saw all of that in one glimpse of your attempt captor?" asked Officer Jackson.
I nodded, "Daddy always told me I had a sensational photographic memory."
The officer smiled at me, "Well, it'll help us a lot. Thank you for telling us kid."
"You're welcome, Officer Jackson." I said as he walked away to report to the other policemen.
"Trudy?" asked Tony.
I turned my head, and saw Tony. I don't know why, but there's something in his eyes that tells me he knows something all too well. Like waking up from a nightmare. "Yes, Mr.-I mean, Tony?"
"You saw a tattoo and that's what you saw on it?"
"Yes, I'm very sure that's what's on his tattoo."
There was a moment of silence between the two of us. Then Tony took out phone. "I'll talk to you in a second. Right now there's…..something I need to do." He said.
I wasn't sure what he's going to do but I decided to let it go. "Ok." I said. Tony nodded and I watched him talking on the phone and walked away to his car. Then I felt an arm around my shoulder. I would've usually move away from someone I don't know because I don't like it. Because it feels really uncomfortable. But from that hand I feel safe. I looked up and it was Pepper.
"Had a good time looking at books?" Pepper asked.
I smiled and nodded.
"So, what did you find that's interesting? Are there any books you want to take?" she asked.
I immediately looked down at the ground. Pepper can tell that I'm debating, I really wanted the The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe but I couldn't. "No. Not really." I lied.
Pepper rose an eyebrow, "Are you sure?" she asked.
Again, I looked at the ground again, circling my foot on the floor. "Yes." I said.
Pepper decided to let it go, "Ok, if that's what you want. So are you ready for lunch?"
My stomach gave the obvious answer. I looked up and smiled, "Ok."
Then Tony came back walking toward us. His eyes met Pepper's, "I called Coulson about this. And I'm sorry if changes plans, he said he wants to talk to us at The Cheese Cake Factory."
I tilted my head to the side, "Whom is Coulson?" I asked.
Pepper giggled, "'Whom'?" she asked. To be honest I kind of laughed too.
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3rd POV
"Did you know what you just caused Aamil?" asked a dark voice.
"But sir, that girl put up a fight and she was screaming-"
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY OF YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSES!" silencing Aamil, the scout who was assigned to kidnap the girl. Then there was a moment of silence. "Don't you see?! That girl is our high chance of getting what we need and…. Revenge." He said it with venom.
"I swear it won't happen again. Just give me another chance!" Aamil pleaded.
"The Ten Rings…Doesn't give second chances…therefore, there's no room for mercy."
So guys,
What do you think?
I learned about how children should self-defend themselves from what I know, and found this video while doing some research watch?v=LWYGfdrV_fY
*Elige Ius Semper means "Always Choose the Right."
And the "Doesn't give second chances" quote? I used that from Twilight (which I don't own, at all).