We start training that afternoon. I stand in the middle of the circle they've created, looking childish in my leather suit and boots. The guy with the crossbow backs off and they follow.

Suddenly, I hear a bow whiz past me. I dodge it with ease. I'm then tackled by the woman. She just stares at me as I try to push her off. I manage it but then I'm forced to dodge a metallic shield. After that, a hammer which pins me to the floor. I pick it up but then drop it and collapse to the floor. "Please..." I groan.
"Up! You think this is a walk in the park?" Stark shouts.
"No, Please..." I moan, turning onto my side.
"Up!" He shouts. "C'mon princess." I dig my fingernails into the flooring and use it to stumble to my stance. I spit out a little blood from where the shield slapped me in the mouth and stare at Tony Stark. Iron Man. He's not Tony. He's Iron Man. I charge at him but he moves out of the way. "You'll have to do better than that, sweetie." I take a deep breath. I send a kick flying his way. He stumbles a little but not far. I flip and tackle him to the floor. I raise a fist to his face. "Someone get her off me?" I'm hoisted up by the Shield guy. "She's not too bad."
"Not too bad? She whooped you...had you on the ground."
"I know."
"She's amazing."
"Watch she might start frothing in a minute." Iron Man says.
"Shut up." I tell him.

Hours later, I'm wandering again. I go to walk through one door but stop and pin myself to the wall beside it. "I can't do this." It's Stark. "I can't be near her."
"Why?" Fury asks.
"She reminds me of everything I've done. When I see her, I see that night. The night Hulk smashed up the glass, the baby basket I put on the door. I can't do it."
"Tony, you have to. If she doesn't get trained then that virus can reach the whole world."
"I don't care. I can't do this."
"So you're backing away because of the fact that YOU did this?" I shout. I'm trembling with anger.
"No."
"How could you? This is your fault! You did this! You made me! Now you're giving up...again?" I swing for him and my punch sends him stumbling.
"Yes. I am." He answers. I punch him again.
"How could you? How dare you?" I scream. I pick up the nearest thing I could find and throw it at him. "Leave! Go on! I don't need you! I can do this on my own!"