(Time Skip: About 2 Weeks Later)

The tower was eerily quiet these days, ever since Tony went to stay in his mansion for a little while with Pepper...His nightmares had reached a level of shocking ever since New York, he needed time away. Natasha and Steve mostly remained on their floor level, which I often visited. Bruce had been acting....strange, to say the least, and remained in his lab. Thor returned to Asgard, and Luke was spending time with his family. I had been in recovery for a while, training to pass the time. Although I was terrified....something was happening to me.

It all started during training.

My visions had gotten more intense, to the point where I now cannot sleep. I resided in the training den and spent most of my time in there. But I started to notice through constant training that I was able to do things I had never done before. I could jump higher, run faster and the scariest of all......I could fly without my suit. I hadn't told anyone, I was too petrified. Things had begun to randomly catch fire around me too, and when I put my hand out towards it, it went out. I assumed it was a coincidence, and brushed passed that it was a figment of my imagination.

I walked around the tower aimlessly one day when I tripped over a rug. Very normal, until I begin going through the floor to the next level.

I could now walk through solid objects and began to flash in and out of invisibility.

I was beginning to change...I am only 15, and I am beginning to suspect....maybe something inside of me is coming out of retirement, something I didn't know existed. A power from dormant to active, ready to rumble back to life.

As I lay on my bed, stroking Chica and contemplating everything that had recently occurred and debating that I was just so exhausted my mind was toying with me, an incoming call brought my attention back to the real world.

"Hannah, we need your help"

"Good afternoon to you too Fury" I murmured. I raised my head to look at the screen, realizing that this conversation was not going to be a pleasant one as soon as he stared back at me.

"Stark is missing. I need you to go rescue him" He told me firmly.

"Missing? What??" I asked worriedly. My TV turned on without warning, and a video of Stark's Mansion collapsing from the ricochet of violent missile attacks. I fell back onto my bed in shock. "JAYA" I yelled.

"You take the mission I assume" Fury murmured grimly.

"Of course, sir"

"And Hannah-"

"Yes, sir?"

"Find him....please. As much of a pain in the ass, he is....we need Stark home..."

"I'll bring him back safe Fury, don't worry" I nodded, regaining my composure as Jaya entered the room. "We have a very important job Jay.....god, how didn't I notice this?" I hung my head. She raised it back up.

"We must find Mr Stark, ma'am"

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I docked underneath the mansion through a large, gaping hole. "Stand bye," I told Jaya as I stepped out. She raised her hand ready to fire. I walked around slowly, inspecting damaged cars, destroyed suits, and projects Tony never finished. Glass shards scattered the floor, small sparks threatened to start fires, and...blood? It had to be Tony's....that can only mean something bad.

'Don't think like that!'

The area in which I stood was beginning to feel unstable, and this was confirmed when a massive chunk of concrete fell from the roof just centimeters away. Jaya grabbed me in a gripping one would hold a baby and fly out of the room. As I suited up and hovered mid-air, I watched as the room in which Tony seemed to live in, collapsed, taking all of his projects and fancy cars with them. The debris began to topple down into the thundering water below.

Landing on what was left of Stark Mansion's Top, concrete crumbling beneath my feet, I looked down the cliff at the debris that had fallen. "Jaya, scan for any signs of human life" I murmured, stepping out of the suit. As soon as my foot hit the concrete, an image flashed in my mind of an Iron suit flying off into the sky. I jolted backward. "Find him" I whispered to myself, hoping something in my visions would help.

"Lock on location, ma'am" Jaya announced.

"What? How?" I breathed in disbelief.

"I don't know ma'am it just.....came to me" She responded. We both stared at each other for a moment in confusion when I caught on.

'It must've been me.....'

"Shall we go, ma'am?" Jaya asked. I nodded slowly and suited up

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"Jay, where are we?" I murmured.

"Florida, ma'am"

"Florida? What are we doing in Florida?"

"If I have pinpointed correctly, this is where Mr Stark is" She announced as we landed. In the distance, I saw a man be shocked with electricity, collapse to the ground and a hooded figure run into a nearby building. I ran after the figure quietly, assuming it was Stark and that he was up to something important. He struggled with a guard for a moment when I came in and knocked the guard out cold. Tony swung around and saw me. He was exhausted, trembling, dirty and covered with blood and bruises.

"H-H-H-Hannah?" He whispered. I wrapped him in my arms and held him protectively, feeling his arms wrap around me as he rested his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his back gently.

"It's okay Mr Stark, we're here.....what's going on?" I whispered, holding both his hands to warm them.

"T-T-The Mandarin.......h-he's here" Tony whispered, looking at me tiredly and sniffling.

"How about I handle this Tony....you're not in a good condition to be doing this....."

"I-It has to be me" He said suddenly, loading up his gun. Tony Stark was many things, but he normally didn't reside to killing anybody unless it was the only way. To see him loading up a gun was somewhat suprising, but the Mandarin was a killer. I hugged him tightly again, to which he happily accepted.

"Tony, I'm coming with you, okay?" I whispered. He nodded slowly, and signaled for me to follow him, grasping my hand. We saw two women laying on a bed, waiting for someone. They both looked at us but Tony hushed them and I fell back behind him. Suddenly the Mandarin, in the flesh, walked out from the bathroom.

"I wouldn't go in there for 20 minutes" He joked, laughing loudly. Tony and I both looked at each other.

"He's American?!" We both whisper-screamed. Tony swung around, gun loaded and walked hastily towards the three people. The two women screamed.

"Get out!" Tony told them, shooing them away. He turned to the Mandarin and held his gun near his face. "You're him?"

"Uh, well, yes....but not exactly"

"Not exactly?!"

"Well, it's complicated"

"Well, it better get real uncomplicated real quick" Tony growled, placing his hand on the trigger.

"Okay okay okay!" The Mandarin panicked. "I'm Trevor" He smiled pleasantly, holding out his hand. Tony hit it away. "I am an actor....I was approached on the street, doing....bad things, they approached me, they promised me drugs-"

"To get you off of them?"

"No, give me more....they promised me things, amazing thi-" Trevor started snoring suddenly.

"Did he just?!" Tony growled back at me. I laughed softly when he wasn't looking. Tony kicked his foot harshly and Trevor jolted back awake. "You're an actor?" Tony demanded.

"I am. The Mandarin is not real...."

"Then who is behind these atta-"

"TONY WATCH OUT" I screeched as he was knocked out and I was pinned to the wall by-

"Oh my God, it's you"

"Name's Shadow Master Babe" He winked, dragging me away. Yes, I could have fought back, but it was better to be with Tony then to start a war where he might be injured. I pretended to be knocked out as I was pulled into the darkness.