Tony's POV

They are right I need to step up and get my head in the game. She's been gone for months almost a year. She needs us and I need to get Peter and his friends to help. I know they have a decent amount of stuff to go off of. Which is why I need them along with this team to get her back. I won't let her kill anymore people and cause herself pain. I don't want that for her, she deserves the best. So that's exactly what I'm doing right now. Knocking on Peter Parker's apartment door.

"Mr.Stark what can I do for you?" A man asked

"Ben Parker I presume" i said

"Yes that is correct" he said

"I need to speak with Peter and his friends" i said

"They are in his room it's the first door on the right" he said

"Thank you" i said

He nodded and I headed to the kids door. I knocked and the girl opened the door. Her face held no emotions but let me into the room.

"Mr.Stark" Peter said

"I need you three and all the information you found to come with me to the tower, we need to find my daughter now" i said

"I was wondering when you'd show up" he said

"Well kid we don't have time to waist let's go" i said

"Right" he said

The girl I assume is MJ smirked and helped grab some things. Ned the other guy helped with a shocked expression. I turned around and walked out of his room.

"I hope you don't mind but I'm borrowing these three" i said to Ben

"Don't cause too much trouble kids" Ben said and waved

We hurried into the car and off to the tower. Once inside the tower I led them to the level we needed to.

"You guys know the avengers, they obviously are going to help with the search so let's get started" i said

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Peters POV

I'm so happy he's finally getting his head out of his ass. He needs trinity and he knows that. It's about time he come by and asked for us. Don't worry darling we're going to get you back.

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Two weeks later

Trinitys POV

I couldn't remember much, but I had to play along. I knew they could see into my cell at anytime. And it hurt, I wasn't in control of my body. I could see and feel everyone I killed. The number went from one person to thousands in a matter of hours and days. Within those days and weeks I've talked to the dead. More specifically my dead grandfather that I won't get to meet. He's been trying to help me remember. I remember bits and pieces, but it doesn't stop the soldier mode. I can't control my mind only they can do that. I've slowly reminded myself of who I am. I carved my name into the bricks so I can't forget.

I cared the important people into the bricks as well. Along with that before I kill someone i ask their name. I have to know who I killed, I keep track in my mind and on the walls. Today I felt like something was different. The stomping feet grew louder and louder. And the rushing became more and more like something was wrong.

"Papa what's going on?" I asked my grandfather

"The avengers are near finding you, like I said keep trying and fight for those memories" he said

Then a soldier appeared in front of my cell. He opens the door and glared down at me.

"aufstehen" he said in German
(Stand up)

I do as told and he grabs my arm and begins walking me towards a room. A room I know all too well and I hate it. They've brought more and more people in here. Although today seemed different, he pushed me into the room. There was the leader and next to him the scientist. Along the wall were weapons and a suit hanging up.

"You will be going on another mission muse" the scientist said

I simply let out a huff to let them know I acknowledge their statement.

"You are to read this file, it has everything you need to know about the targets, if anyone gets in the way kill them, once you've gotten these people off the list there will be another place you will be taken after, you will get more information then, don't disappoint me muse" he said

"natürlich nicht" i said in German
(Of course not)

"mach uns stolze soldaten" the leader said in German
(Make us proud soldier)

I got my gear on and headed to the jet. We were going to New York I guess. I had three targets and others who got in my way if any. I felt like this was wrong, but I couldn't pin point it. Whether this was right and I was doing good for the world. Or was i truly the villain that they made me to become. These abilities, how I got them or what they've done with my memories. I get bits and pieces, but the one thing I know for sure. I've killed and not one person more than I like. They flood my mind every night. Every time I try and go to sleep it doesn't last long. Their faces and screams, pleas to be spared.

Everything runs through my head over and over until I knock myself out. Yes sometimes I have to go to that length. It's sad to say, but I have to do it anyway. I am currently sitting in the jet when I felt a presence.

"Bloody hell can she not see me" a female voice said

I turned my head to the direction of the voice. I saw a young women who was obviously British. The accent in her voice made that clear as day. She has red lip stick on and an old war uniform on. Her hair was curled and looked overly bouncy. She had brown hair and brown eyes.