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Drop That Atom Bomb

Arlowe

Not knowing exactly what to do with the situation in front of her, Arlowe remained rooted to the spot clutching her blowtorch for dear life. Her brain was working a mile a minute. Tony must have been looking into asking Doctor Strange for help with her little problem. That was probably why she overheard him and Pepper talking about Doctor Strange in the first place and Tony was keeping so much information on him. She suppressed a frown, she didn't know whether be to grateful that Tony was trying to help her or insulted that he thought she was so far gone that she needed that kind of help.

Regardless of all of that, she had a sickening feeling that she was not going to like what was about to happen to her.

She watched with fascination and just a little bit of confusion as Tony approached her with his hands in front of him like she was a ticking time bomb about to go off. She knew that she had issues but did Tony seriously think whatever he was going to tell her was going to make her hurt him? Tony was her father and she loved him. She would never hurt somebody that she loved.

Turning her attention to Doctor Strange, she saw that he had elected to stay near the door way. Just what in the seven depths of hell was happening here?

"Hey kiddo, you might want to drop the blowtorch and sit down." Tony advised softly.

The sick feeling in her stomach increased tenfold at the tone of Tony's voice, he never ever used that tone of voice with her unless something bad happened or something that she didn't like was going to happen.

She decided that her best course of action was to do as she was told.

Placing her blowtorch on her work bench, she pulled up a stool and sat down. She waited for Tony to do the same. After Tony sat down, he looked at her like he was begging her not to freak out at what he was about to tell her.

She bit her lip anxiously and tried really hard not to fidget.

"Look kid, you've got to promise me that you will not freak out at what I am about to tell you. You gotta know I'm only trying to help you here." He said softly.

"I take it that you know that Doctor Strange here is a sorcerer." He added, giving her a knowing look.

She blushed a little sheepishly at that. So he found out that she had been snooping. Oops. It didn't really shock her though. Her dad was a lot of things but stupid was not one of them.

"Honestly, I wouldn't even believe magic was even possible but at this time there are no other options at the moment. You can't keep going on like this, you need to get some control over these powers of yours. Doctor Strange is offering to help you do that but you will need to stay with him at the Sanctum Sanctorum." Tony explained gently.

She sat there looking at him with shock and trying to keep her mouth from opening and closing like a fish out of water. She was having an extremely difficult time trying to process what he just tried to explain to her.

He wanted her to just drop everything she knew and leave the ONLY place she ever felt comfortable in since she was 10 years old and go somewhere with someone she did not know because he thought her powers were actually some kind of magic? WHAT. THE. HELL?

Sure, she wanted to find Doctor Strange and maybe ask him a few questions if she ever got the courage to but this was just too much. She was not good with change at all and he knew that. Why in the HELL would he do this to her?

Was she really that messed up that he just wanted to up and get rid of her just like that? She couldn't believe what was happening, she could feel angry tears pricking at the corners of her mismatched eyes. He had promised her that no matter what happened, he would never send her away. He promised her that he would never stop being her father no matter what. So much for that.

No matter how she tried to keep it together, she felt her emotions begin to spiral out of control and she began to feel hazy. She saw that Tony was trying to say something to her but her mind was just too unfocused to make out what it was. She knew by the look on Tony's face when her eyes eclipsed to black.

Of all the times this happened, this time felt different. It felt as if she really had no control over her body. Usually she maintained some kind of control when she had a power surge like this. This time it was like someone else was controlling her body.

When she had a power surge as she called it, she only had no control over when or how her powers manifested but if she tried hard enough she could turn them off easily enough. This time it was like she was out side her body watching the power surge happen.

She stood up from the stool that she was sitting on without even realizing it. Her arm lifted from her side and she pointed the palm of her hand towards Tony. She watched the blue energy begin to form around her palm. Even though she was upset at Tony, she didn't want to hurt him.

What the hell was happening to her and why the HELL couldn't she stop it?

As she was about to let loose the blue energy crackling around her palm, a deep voice suddenly cut through her hazy mind and somebody placed their hands on her shoulders. It forced her attention to turn from Tony and to the owner of the voice hand hands.

"Arlowe, stop." It said.

She wanted to listen to the voice and stop so bad, the last thing she wanted to do was hurt Tony.

Deep, deep down even though she felt betrayed, she knew that he was just trying to help her because he was her dad and he loved her very much.

"Arlowe, you must stop focusing on your emotions and must focus on my voice instead." The voice said calmly.

She tried to do as the voice told her but it was really hard. She concentrated as has as she could and started to let go of the myriad of messed up emotions going through her mind. As she did this, she felt the haze begin to lift. Her arm fell back to her side and she managed to make the blue energy around her palm dissipate.

"That's it, let it go." It encouraged.

After a few more minutes, the haze lifted completely and her eyes returned to normal. She realized that it was Doctor Strange that was standing in front of her with his hands on her shoulders. He couldn't help the blush that spread all over her face. She was so, so embarrassed. She could barely look him in the eyes.

Somehow, he seemed to understand what she was going through. He was looking at her with kind blue eyes.

"W-what just happened to me?" She croaked.

"That was magic out of control. Magic, especially strong magic like yours is often tied to the emotions. The stronger the emotion, the more out of control the magic gets." He explained gently.

She bit back a sad, angry sigh.

She knew that no matter how much it sucked that Tony was right and she knew that she needed to get control of these powers before something really blew up in her face. Slowly, she turned from Doctor Strange and faced Tony.

"Alright Dad, you win. I'll go." She mumbled.

She watched Tony practically sag with relief and she sighed internally. As angry as this whole situation made her, she knew that it was the right thing to do. She couldn't go on living the way that she was. It just wasn't working anymore. A wave of intense sadness washed over her and she tried not to to cry.

Briefly, she wondered about asking Tony about saying goodbye to everyone and then decided against it. She could only imagine how much worse everything would be if she tried to do that. Instead, she decided to just going and get her stuff together.

Both Tony and Doctor Strange were looking at her with sympathy and it was making her feel very awkward. She needed out of the situation and fast.

"Um, I'm just gonna go and change and get my stuff." She mumbled, gesturing behind her with her thumb over her shoulder.

She backpedaled as fast as she could through the sliding doors behind her.

Once the doors closed in front her, she let out a huge relieved sigh. She could hear Tony and Doctor Strange talking through the door but she ignored it. Looking around her room, she began to gather all things she wanted to take with her. She just gathered the essentials like her toiletries and her laptop. She picked out some of her favourite clothes too. She supposed it was a by-product of living at the orphanage for so long but she never really had or wanted a lot of stuff. She was always happy with just the essentials.

After placing everything in her duffle bag that she placed onto her bed, she went to change out of her overalls and tank top. Looking through her clothes she had left in her closet, she pulled out an old Billy Talent concert shirt and a pair of beat up dark skinny jeans and put them on. She switched her work boots for her favourite pair of Doc Martins. She ditched her goggles but kept her bandana because her hair was probably a giant crow's nest and she just didn't have the energy to deal with it right now.

Before she left the room, she made sure to grab her cell phone and charger. She also picked up her beat up leather jacket and put it on too. It took her awhile but when she finally worked up the courage she picked up her duffle bag and re-entered her work shop. She was shocked at what she saw. She felt awkwardness in the room so strong that it was almost palpable.

Clearly, whatever the two men had talked about while she was getting her stuff together ended in an argument of some kind. Both of them were standing at opposite ends of the room glaring at each other. She found the whole entire thing to be hilarious and had to suppress a giggle. It was exactly what she needed to help her deal with some of the heavy emotions that she was dealing with.

Using the moment to her advantage, she grabbed both her iPod and 'Dark' off of the shelf above her workbench. She shoved both the stuffy and her Ipod in her bag as fast as she could. She really didn't want either man seeing her with the stuffed animal because that would just make an already embarrassing situation ten times more embarrassing and she didn't really need that right now.

Suddenly, another errant thought popped into her head. Just what would Tony do with her room and work shop?

Surely he wouldn't give it to somebody else would he? Just thought of somebody else in what she considered to be HER space was enough to send into another emotional tailspin. She wasn't good with sharing things that she considered to be hers. This included her work space, Tony and Pepper.

Especially, Tony and Pepper. They where HER parents, her Dad and Mom. She was scared that if she shared them that she would some how lose them. She knew that it was stupid but she couldn't help it.

Thankfully, before anything bad could happen this time she felt a large, warm hand on her back. She was shocked to see Doctor Strange standing beside her. He regarded her with a look of calm and warmth.

Feeling herself calm down some, she looked back up at him with a grateful look glad he was able stop her from freaking out all over again. The awkward clearing of a throat caused both her and the Doctor to look in the direction of Tony who looked at Doctor Strange with a 'Get away from my daughter right now, asshole' sort of look.

She inwardly rolled her eyes.

'I'm a big girl now, Dad. You wanted me do this in the first place, remember?' She thought, completely exasperated.

Deciding that now was as good a time as any to get this over with, she went to up to Tony and hugged him. He hugged her back and she had to hold back tears.

"Bye, Dad." She mumbled softly.

"See you later, kid." He replied back just as softly.

It took her a minute but she finally parted from Tony. Walking back up to Doctor Strange, she looked up at him wondering what the next step was.

"Okay, what happens next?" She asked. She couldn't help but be slightly curious at what he was going to do, despite being so sad about the whole situation.

"Well, I will open up a portal in here that will take us straight back to the Sanctum Sanctorum, is that alright with you Tony?" He asked in a tone of voice that clearly meant he could care less what Tony thought. It was kind of funny.

Before Tony could even begin to protest, he made a series of movements with his hands and a portal opened up in the middle of the room just as he said it would. She looked at the portal with amazement.

"Wow! That is really cool!" She said in amazement.

The good Doctor seemed to preen a little at her complement. Tony on the other hand looked pissed and just a little bit jealous. She couldn't help but snicker at the thought of her dad finally having a little bit of healthy competition. In her opinion, he needed some.

She watched as Doctor Strange stepped into the portal without a second thought and then disappear completely.

Cautiously, she approached the portal and just as she was about to touch the portal with her finger his head popped back out of it causing her to jump back in shock.

"Well, are you going to come in? It is completely safe, I assure you." He reassured.

"Okay." She squeaked in shock.

Getting all of her lady balls in a row, she stepped into to the portal and was amazed to actually come out into the Sanctum Sanctorum on the other side. She had never seen anything like it. Going through the portal felt sightly weird but also familiar.

As she tried gracefully step out of it, she lost her footing and ended up almost kissing the floor. So much for her pride and her dignity. Pulling herself up of off the floor, she saw that Doctor Strange seemed to be suddenly having issues keeping his red cloak under control. A small part of her thanked every deity she knew that he was too busy dealing with it to notice her sorry ass on the floor. She learned from Tony's files that the cloak was called 'the cloak of levitation' and that it was a sentient being, so it was alive.

What she didn't understand was why it was freaking out now when it was fine the whole time he was at the tower. Shrugging inwardly, she took a good look around while the good Doctor got his cloak under control. She had to admit that the place was beautiful. Everything looked so ornate and antique. She could actually feel the hum of magic in the walls. It was surprisingly comforting.

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Doctor Strange actually hiss at his cloak to smarten up and even elbowed it twice for good measure. It was quite funny to see such a dignified man yell at his cloak to behave itself. After that, the cloak seemed to have gotten the message.

He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"My apologies for that, Arlowe, you seem very tried from that surge of magic you tried to let loose earlier. Would you like me to show you to where you will be staying?" He asked.

Now that he said that, she did feel extremely exhausted. Everything seemed to be catching up with her.

She nodded tiredly.

"Yes, that would be great." She replied.

"Alright, follow me this way." He said.

He led her down a series of hallways, until they reached a hallway lined with doors. She watched curiously as he chose the door on the end and opened for it her. Inside was the room of her dreams, everything was just as ornate in this room as it was in the foyer. There was a big bed in the centre of the room and off to the right side of the room sat a lovely desk. On the other side of the room there was a door that she could only assume led to the bathroom.

The room was beautiful. She turned to Doctor Strange to tell him as much and saw that he had a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

She realized that he must be reading her mind. She knew that was part of his arsenal of magical abilities from snooping through Tony's files. What a jerk!

She could see the pride just oozing from his pores. She rolled her mismatched eyes inwardly but told him what she thought anyway.

"Doctor Strange, this room is beautiful. Thank you for letting me use it." She said gratefully.

"Please call me Stephen, Arlowe. It is no trouble at all and feel free to explore the Sanctum after your rest. If you need anything at all please come and find me." He replied, bowing slightly.

After agreeing that she would indeed find him if she needed anything, she bid Stephen goodnight and shut the door.

Finally, she had some time alone to process everything. What a messed up day this turned out to be. When she really thought about it deep down, she knew that she had to do something about her powers and what happened earlier proved it. What she hated was Tony just doing it behind her back and just dropping all in her lap. She was terrible at change and yet he forced on her anyway. She wanted to figure out this stuff for herself. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that maybe it wasn't an option. The tower was her home and the people living it were her family. The last thing she wanted to do was loose control and blow it up.

Dropping her duffle bag by the desk, she pulled out 'Dark' and her phone. Pulling off her shoes, she went and plopped down on the bed. Opening her phone, she saw that she had six missed text messages from Darcy and winced. Even though she knew that leaving without saying goodbye was the right thing to do, however bad it was to think that, it still sucked and she still hated it.

She had just left and she already missed Darcy. For the longest time, she had no friends in the tower until Darcy came along. The connection was between them was instant and they became 'evil' and 'eviler'. It was like they were platonic soul mates, sisters in arms.

Looking at the last text message Darcy sent, she snorted.

Hey shithead, Tony says you left the tower? Don't I even get a goodbye?-D

Sorry D, this is some complicated stuff. It about my powers, I had to leave to get help with them. It turns out they are magic not a mutation.-A

Oh I get it! You're a wizard, Arlowe, haha. Who is teaching you how to control them? Did you have to go to Hogwarts?-D

Arlowe rolled her mismatched eyes, leave it to Darcy to bring up Harry Potter to lighten the situation.

Haha, very funny but no. I had to go to the Sanctum Sanctorum with Doctor Strange.-A

Oh OH, that hot Sorcerer! Jane has some files on him. Pretty nice to look at.-D

OMG D! you are so bad! I guess you are right, he his pretty nice to look at but this is serious business! I am stuck here for god knows how long!-A

She snorted again and shook head, Darcy always thought with the wrong body parts. But she had a valid point; he was pretty good looking for an older guy.

Don't worry so much! This is a good thing, you will be able to get control of your powers and have some eye candy to look at along the way. Plus nobody said that I couldn't visit you did they?-D

You're right D, thanks for making me feel better but I think I am gonna try and I sleep. I am super tired.-A

Sure, call me later-D

Will do, D! Ttyl!-A

After she finished texting with Darcy, she felt marginally better but she couldn't stop the tears that spilled down her cheeks. She knew that crying like this wouldn't activate her powers she just needed to have a good messy, cleansing cry. She wasn't so freaked out anymore but it was still hard. She was just ripped from everything she knew.

She had to remind herself that even though she wasn't living at the tower any more, she was still a Stark, Tony was still her dad and hadn't actually abandoned her. He was just trying to help her.

Clutching 'Dark' closer to herself, she settled into the covers a little bit more and let her body relax.

She really needed sleep after everything that happened to her.

Slowly, she let herself drift off into sleep knowing that she would wake up to a whole new crazy adventure with her name written on it.