#abandoned biulding

[fulokis]

“Go on this mission, it’ll be easy he said. My ass there’s nothing easy about going to Syberia in the middle of god damn winter.” Morgan mumbled as she adjusted her position to circle around the abandoned hydra base.

“Would you like me to turn up the heat?”

“No FRIDAY I’m fine just remember to remind me to tell Peter next time I’m going somewhere warmer.”

“I can do that.” FRIDAY was silent for a second “Compleeted scan, there is only one life form in the base.”

“Well here goes nothing, I just hope this Skrull is a friendly.” Morgan said as she landed inside the base.

Walking through the halls she had to resist the urge to ask FRIDAY about specific details of what had happened here 20 years ago. As much as Morgan would have liked another warmer mission she was glad Peter had picked this one for her. Peter knew more than she wanted to admit to herself how much she missed her father. So much so that she ended up biulding her first suit at 11 to look just like his first suit. That was 5 years ago, she ended up biulding a couple more replicas before she biult her own suit. Her own suit looked a lot like the mark 42, but Morgan had added some weapons, more accurate scanners, and of course used nano technology to make suit removal quick and painless. Morgan had also found a way to make the arc into nano technology so that the suit could fit inside the simple ‘smart watch’ she always wore.

Walking further down the halls she came upon a lab with cryo tubes in it.

“FRIDAY is this where Uncle Bucky was held captive?”

“Uncle Bucky?” A voice behind Morgan said “Woah what the hell?”

Morgan froze for a second the sight of who was in front of her made her think twice about having the repulsars at the ready. How cruel of course the first skrull I run into looks like my father.

“Hands up greenie.” She said as calmly as she could.

The being opposite of her opened his eyes wide “What do you want kid?” The Skrull had gotten the details amazingly correct suprusingly it looked like it had aged the way a human would.

“I said hands up greenie.”

“Oh I heard what you said. I see you’re a big fan, kinda jealous you made a suit almost as well as I did...”

Starting the firing sequence of the repulsers Morgan interupted “Hands up or I will shoot.”

“I’d rather not have to drop my freeze dried blueberries thank you very much.” The man tilted his head “Blueberry?”

“Is this some sort of game?”

“I don’t know is it? If you’re trying to get me to come back it’s not going to work.”

“Come back? Only if you’re with Talos, if not your pathetic green ass dies here.”

“Are you color blind? Or have you failed to notice that I am not wearing green.” Morgan sighedfrustratedly “Aw does the little kid need a juice box?”

“What I need to know is which side of the Skrull war you’re on.”

“Are you sure I can’t interest you in some water? I could even squeeze some of the dead bugs in it to make it look like juice.”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“You of all people should know who I am considering I designed that suit, you got some things wrong, like that bump along your right wrist. Also the blue on the left side is stupid. The blue the red just pick a color.”

“Who are you?” Morgan asked again fearing the answer, knowing she was shaking slightly.

“Tony Stark Playboy, Genius, billionaire....” Tony looked at Morgan as she seemingly froze. He walked up to her and waved his hand in front of the mask, “Hey kid you alright?” He pressed the button on the side of the mask to reveal Morgan’s face. “You...”

“FRIDAY call Mom.” She said as she turned down a hallway to avoid the man standing in the large open room. She started to run as FRIDAY tried to reach her mother.

“The signal is too weak would you like to try and reach Peter Parker?”

“Yes FRIDAY.”

“I cannot reach him either it is possible that the signal is too weak to reach anybody.” Morgan didn’t respond, How could she? She had no idea what was happening.

She remembered Carol telling her that the Skrulls could be tricky and would mess with her. But this seemed on another level too elaborate in a way, how could the Skrull predicted her arrival to get to her on a personal level. She had to consider that the man somewhere else in the base was indeed the real Tony Stark.

Breaking down she pressed a button on her wrist and sank to the ground. She could feel the panic seeping in. Just like the last solo mission she thought. Tears fell down her face as she shook, she started to take some deep breaths noticing each point where her back touched the frozen wall and where she could feel the frosty breeze from cracks in the foundation of the old building.

Tony found her on the floor eyes closed, walking over he sat down and joined her. “You alright kid?”

“I dunno.” Morgan replied trying to keep her mind open to the conversation.

“I’m sorry I took your mask off, I know how safe the suit can feel. By the way where is the suit?”

“Sometimes it makes me feel like I’m gonna run out of breath.”

“Heh all that responsibility really does weigh on your shoulders, you’re so young too. What made you take up the mantle?”

“Things here and there, in some ways to honor my fathers memory.”

“Your father.” Tony smilied “I had my own complicated relationship with my father.”

“It wasn’t complicated he died when I was 4 almost 5. And I thought I knew him but sometimes I wonder if I really ever did.”

“Was I his favorite superhero?”

“Uh he uh he was a lot like you, loved to build stuff.”

“Oh you he teach you anything?”

“Yeah some stuff.”

“You want to help me on a project I’ve been working on?”

“Sure.” Morgan shrugged as she got up to follow Tony. He lead her into a large room with tools and bits of scrap metal lying on the floor. She gasped with delight at the misshapen thing in front of her. Circling the contraption she noted each and every nut and bolt. “What is it?”

“It’s an apocalyptic event stopping machine, hopefully it’ll work to stop what I saw in a vision last year.”

“Thanos.” Morgan said absentmindedly.

“Yeah how’d you know?”

Morgan looked at her father his face was hopeful for something and she couldn’t tell what that might be, “I meant to say Thanatos Greek god bringer of death. But it is interesting that Thanos would be the guys name.”

“Makes sense, I’m essentially trying to build a container for all 6 of the...”

“Infinity stones.” Morgan cringed as something slipped out again.

“Yeah.” Tony said suspiciously “I am having a lot of problems actually getting the frequencies right without my suit and the help of FRIDAY I’ve managed to get rough calculations out but that was only for the one infinity stone I’ve come in contact with.”

“And you assume they each run on their own frequency and couldn’t be contained by one single entity.”

“Hit it right on the head kid.”

“Why is it so big?”

“One infinity stone has a lot of power to contain it I calculated it still needs some space to atract to or repel other stones otherwise...”

“Something worse than this guy Thanos could happen.”

“Bingo.” Tony smiled “FRIDAY scan for weak points in the equation. You should be able to find them in the data banks for the base.”

“Already finished boss.” FRIDAY’s voice came out of Morgan’s watch.

“What made you think to put FRIDAY’s software in a watch?”

“Easier to transport, I can have her right next to me when I need her.” Morgan wanted to say FRIDAY was left for her but saying it was just as hard as the reality she was facing right now.

“Makes sense.” Tony said “Let’s get to work.”

Morgan set to work glad to be doing something with her hands. As much as she wanted to tell him that Thanos had happened years ago before she was even born. She wanted to tell him that she was his kid and that she had a little sister. Her little sister Edna Antonia Stark named after him.

“Red Robin Yum!” Tony hummed “Man can’t wait to get Red Robin. My favorite is...”

“...A cheeseburger with onion rings and a chocolate milkshake.” Morgan joined in.

“That your fathers favorite too?”

“No mine I haven’t had that in a long time.”

“Why do you sound mournful? Tell ya what I’ll take you to Red Robin after we get out of here.”

“You can’t.”

“Sure I can.”

“No you can’t they shut down when I was 8.”

“That makes no sense... unless. Your from the future?” Morgan shook her head lump forming in her throat. “What.... What year is it?” Tony asked trying to process what was happening.

“2036” FRIDAY replied leaving the room in silence.

Morgan looked at Tony and it was like a mirror, sadness guilt and confusion all mixed into one. Their eyes met and for a brief moment it was like they knew each other and could read the others mind.

“Hey Morgan what’s up?” A voice came out of the watch.

“...Pe-pe-pe...”

“Take your time kid. Breath.”

“Peter uh where are you?” Morgan asked feeling it hard to speak.

“Just landed in Moscow to help Shuri with the tech summit. You back in New York?”

“No, I’m still here at the hydra base, I know Shuri needs your help but is there any way you could come and see this?”

“Yeah I think I have time, it’ll take me a couple hours to get there. Are you having trouble with the Skrull?”

“Not exactly.”

“What is it then kid?”

“Look I just need you to come here and not not to freak out when you see what I’m talking about okay?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Promise me.”

“Yeah I promise you I won’t freak out. See you in a bit.”

“Yeah.” Morgan sighed pressing a button on her watch.

“You’re my kid???” Tony asked out of the blue.

“Yeah... or at least someone who looked and acted like you.” Morgan shrugged “Was it that obvious?”

“No, not at all. You just look so much like your mother.” Tony chuckled “And you sound just like me. Should we start on a new project? I was thinking a suit.”

“Yeah I would like that .” Morgan said barely trying to hold the grin on her face back.

Two hours later and the suit was finished, not with nanotechnology but it would work until they could get back to the house in the woods.

Morgan whipped around at a sound behind her firing up the nanotech watch to cover her right hand with a glove. “Woah, might work better if you had one on the other side too.”

“My suit my rules, be quiet.” Morgan hissed. A spider web flew through the air and attached itself to Tony’s shirt. A second later Peter came flying in, kicked Tony and activated the fake spider legs to pin Tony down.

“It’s over greenie!”

“Peter! Remember what I said about freaking out?”

Peter looked over the man he had pinned on frozen concrete. After a second he retracted his legs and extended his hand down to Tony who took it, “Sorry Mr. Stark.” He said timidly still unsure if this was a trick.

“Pete...” Tony smiled and pulled Peter in a hug “ You don’t have to call me Mr. Stark.”

Morgan walked out of the room to awnser the text on her watch Morgan are you okay? Yeah Peter came. You want to talk about it? Yes when we get home Isn’t Peter staying there? Yeah he is Friendly? Something like that yeah Be careful. You know me Mom always careful. I know but I worry. Love you 3000. Love you 3000 too.

The flight back to the small cabin by the lake was ruff to say the least. The suit was clucks and would malfunction every fifteen minutes. Not to mention Tony was malnourished and by the end of the flight he almost crashed into a pine tree trying to land.

“Why aren’t we going right up to the house?” Tony asked.

“Edna can’t see me in the suit, and would you really want to have ended up in the lake?”

“Edna who’s Edna?”

“My sister.” Tony’s heart skipped a beat, he wondered how long it had taken her to move on.

“Does your mother know about you doing this?”

“Yeah I wouldn’t if she didn’t know.” Morgan turned her attention to her watch leaving Tony sitting on the rock in the clearing struggling to get his armor off.

Hey can you tell mom to get the med supplies Why? You get shot with another arrow? That was one time Edna mode. Then what the hell did you do mourge. Mourge what the fuck is that supposed mean. It means you’re gonna send mom to one one of these days. Just get the fucking supplies. I’m gonna tell mom you were swearing at me. Fine can you please ask her to get the supplies and meet me outside the house? Yeah what’d ya do? It’s not for me it’s for someone else. Are you cheating on Kate? And on Christmas no less. No I’m not cheating on Kate do as I say and next time I’m out of the country at a tech thing or some other shit I’ll get you some chocolate from there. Deal but it can’t be from Canada. I know. How long? 20 I think, not sure he’s really beat up. Uncle Pete? No you’ll see who when we get there. Fine

Morgan sighed as she took the watch she wore off. Walking to the clearing and finding her father she put the watch around his wrist pressing a button to activate a coat that had a built in heater.

“You built this? It’s so warm.”

“Yeah also less of a hassle to put on”

“Who were you texting?”

“Edna”

“She give you sass?”

“Yeah she’s probably worrying and thinking I got shot with an arrow again.”

“Why would you do that?”

“She thinks that me and my girlfriend hunt out here rather than train.”

The pair walked in scilence Morgan supporting Tony and focusing on leading him through the woods. When they came up on the cabin Edna was sitting on the steps watching the flock of chickens peck at the scratch she had thrown down. Seeing her sister she stood up opened the door and called into the house staring at the man who was with her sister.

Pepper walked out of the door took a look at the pair and dropped the medical kit. She walked through the snow slowly cautious of who he was. Stopping right before her daughter she asked “Is he...”

“No he’s him.” Morgan could feel the tears in her eyes.

“Hey Pep.” Tony tried to reach for a hug but almost fell over, Pepper saving him from falling in the snow. “Saved me once again.”

“Come on we can talk inside.”

Hours later everyone sat inside the living room in front of the fire and tree. Morgan was focused on her phone texting Kate about what exactly was happening. Edna was listening to some sort of music leaving Pepper and Tony to talk.

“Why didn’t you tell any of us?”

“I had hit rock bottom, I thought about telling them but things sorta fell apart. You were gone focusing on the company I didn’t want to get in your way, there was nothing to go back to so I stayed.”

“Do you remember the Skrull?”

“No I remember blacking out and waking up with my armor gone.” Tony sat and thought “Did he uh...”

“Tony hun he became you.”

“So like a clone?”

“Yeah pretty much.”

“Who’s Edna’s father.”

“You really don’t see it?” Pepper asked, and then Tony realized, she looked just like him except for the hair which was the same color as Peppers.

“Now I do.”

“Good.” Pepper smiled “Girls.” She said getting the attention of them “Come here.” Pepper pulled them as well as Tony “I love you all 3000.”

#endgame spoilers #Morgan Stark #i love you three thousand

[lullaby-stims]

Hi! Could i get a stimbosrd for the mobie "The Transfiguration" with blacks,abandoned biuldings and dark red stims? Thank you again!

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[antisocialpoetry]

hello

opening my head to light im heading light headlights in my head tonight im extra light looking for a special plight to penetrate set a flame its the end of days im trekking to the brighter side to find a mic and make some sense to this head that ive ascended in everything black and white again pretend to be having fun, have  a fun deciet ill be laughing up a speak thats enough to hassle one to preach im passed the bluff and bleek in the dead of night i write in the lamplife of a green tint that sends a shine to interest i might peek im enlisted in my life as a warrior of weeping crystals in the eyes rinsed off in the bleeding of the impulse under ice to kick off to the deepness break a foot to find a ledge for lifting out of thick demise this town is winterized and theres nothing left but sleepers who wince away the night under cradle spinners to dream of christmas time among the coal and craters withered with the ice and other frozen features in the tundra where i lie beneath abandoned bleachers strumming out my time to keep from numbing fingers and the winter takes its time we pay the price to sleep here awake as others slide into the lake to run and hide while i obey the busty bride of the rains, and the skys command and reigns to guide my hands a slave to my own chance to make a way with my own life and im a weight holding myself up because above is something beautiful a persuit to everyone and we're unusual like each and everyone else, cant help ourselves but keep moving through along on and out the music through our thoughts mutual with the queuing of the stars in their loopty loops like bruises to our hearts with open soars we climb in through the sky to cry clinging to our lost cause a hope can never find and certainty is hurdling us blind open up your eyes and see with me the meanings we can hold so close to keep from freezing in the dark where the deepest regions of our heart are unseen in demons we're dreaming of an ark to flee and plead for peace in peaceful panic a static in the calm something to keep us planted in these feeling we've long lost to slumbering and chanting out the reasons of a false people who we aren't who can really reach into your heart to see right through to the meaning at the start that spark thats heating you despite the leash thats led you on to break you like a beast thats bred to bark we can take you to a place where you can free yourself in art and stay awake until you sleep to heavens harps never hate because the healing has to start and we cant wait forever, everywhere is love leap in darkness, sheathe your sword and hug we need to know what's what with everyone before we beam them up beneath the second sun whos heat is never harsh shriek to heavens stars, cus we can reach their with our words if we can speak here from the deepest of our parts and breathe between the bars then this prison isnt holding us too far from knowing that relief is always closer than our hearts and flowing with the beat and we can biuld up with our arms or biuld up with our dreams putting out a fire and putting up a screen to filter out the tar from the rivers from the streams from the poison in hearts that positions us in scenes where we toy around with scripts that never fit our feelings but im boiling out the ick and this is what it means to be in love to be in self control when no one notices you are and no one knows the way, i look when im asleep i keep my eyes open to the heat, and cool down in the morning boring you to Z's with rerun stories now im writing off my sleeves they went missing now there's no cards i can keep hidden oh, well, i'm still me and freer than the ocean tide can teach listen its a whole new side of me this side that i pressed on while sleeping tidely in a dream where the secrets from outside me were within and i could reach them like making animals my friends im feeling like, every thing will work tonight nothing couldnt turn out right, im turning right to stop crashing into action with my urgent eyes unlocked and nowhere else works now but here when lost i open up my eyes to all i couldnt find out from the moss and now my minds out side of the box im breathing fne funny how easy it is guess that stale air had me feeling sick im feeling fine teetering in the fog fleeing from the phone and all the things i need to leave at home ill live electric outside of the internet to reconnect my nexus im unplugged and this is what it means to feel in love and im alone but i am with you where the stars seam our differences apart and each instance holds the intent of our arms to reconnect our parts we can live alert or even leave out all the work and live in homelessness where judgement doesnt jerk its head too lower at it hurts to feel that earth is not our only spot to perch, who needs ocean when the open taps still work im thinking, lets go somewhere inthe kitchen on vacation and live our life for the duration take in all you can and stand for your ovation vacant lots condemned but we can make this home no missing arms or legs for kicking off the fence so hey lets go and bring along our friends we'll sing our songs by glow of firelight and lend eachother warmth entire nights alone beneath the silent skies soaking through our diamond eyes glowing with our souls like northern lights rotate with the poles no one likes to go away alone we go by thrice and throwaway phones disposing life to grow from the bones it bolsters light to glow where it won't behold, tonight the ocean unfolds and we set forth to rinse the crud from our cores and catch a life, from the coins tipped out midflight taken with the tide, to no-mans land to side and no one stands beside, us because we're under where the open sands provide the prey no cover and love is on our minds its somewhere bright where no one suffers my one dream thats worth the time it takes to be there when i could be here alive whispering to the trees at night they gift me with their ripest seed to carry to the dirt and bury for rebirth it works and isnt very much that i could do to show my gratitude for giving up its energy, to form a taste for me, to touch and to  take with me, to toss unto the ground, renewing stock such a sight, to measure growth in gifts we've lost, in light but hope is still our host and we're at home right where we are beneath the stars where they roam to waves unknown with open arms we feel the forces of the dark set our pulses to a spark where we play part in the pole dance of the earth we hold our hearths apart to bridge the spaces where one cant make out much

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