I just thought I would explain the Jokul/Jack thing

basically when I refer to him as Jack he's like he is in the movie

But when I call him Jokul he's harsher than Jack, he's basically a lot more like Loki

so yeah

that explained

oh yeah, Death'sAngel96, I just loved your review, it was very creative

So yeah - still looking for a Beta

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Tony's POV

Tony didn't really know what to think of this 'Jokul Frosti'. One moment the kid was completely hostile and the next he wanted to play a game of tag.

Well. Tony thought. There's no way I'm going to lose a game of tag to a 16 year old kid, especially one who's stuck at the top of the statue of liberty, it wasn't as if the kid would be able to run away very fast.

He activated his thrusters and headed straight for the kid. The boy didn't move. Instead, the kid raised an eyebrow and spoke a single word.

"Wind."

All of a sudden Tony felt it. The wind. Blowing against him, knocking his off course, knocking him backwards even.

"Jarvis!" He yelled. "What's going on?"

"Sir! Energy attack of unknown origins."

Frosty just laughed. "Easy there Ironman. I didn't say 'go' yet."

Tony glared at the kid. "How did you do that?" He demanded. He couldn't see any technology. Goldylocks would have called it magic, but magic didn't exist.

The kid smirked at him. "I asked a friend." He said simply. As though that explained everything.

Tony aimed at the boy. He didn't really want to shoot the kid but it was becoming clear that the boy might be able to pose a threat. He opened his mouth to speak but before he could do so –

"So are we playing tag or what?"

Tony blinked. "Err . . . sure?"

Frosty grinned. "You're it!" He crowed.

And jumped off of his perch.

Tony's eyes widened and he dived to catch the falling boy.

Only to stop short when Frosty pulled out of his dive and flew through the air like it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

Tony shook his head. The kid must be smarter than Tony had given him credit for, he must be using some sort of cloaking device to hide whatever technology he had used to manipulate the wind, the same technology he now appeared to be using to fly.

"Get back here kid!" Tony yelled, charging after the laughing boy. "This isn't a game." Tony decided to ignore the fact that he had accepted the boy's game of tag.

Tony grit his teeth. Whatever tech the boy was using, it was good. Tony would have liked to be able to look at the thing himself, maybe he would when they confiscated it from the kid. His suit could hardly keep pace with the boy. Tony groaned, if he kept going like this then he was going to lose the kid entirely.

"Hawkeye" He called over the coms, frustrated that he was having to resort to using the team.

"Ironman. Given up on going solo have we?" came Clint's reply.

Tony snorted. "Target looks to be about sixteen. White hair, headed your way."

"I can't see anyone, let alone some white haired kid." Clint told him.

Tony sighed. "Look up, he's flying."