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marvelsocialmedia · 9 months
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etheravenlivrenvari · 23 days
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War Spider
Thought of a Spiderman AU where the timeline is set in the 1940s and instead of having a Peter Parker, it's Parker Peters.
Key Events (mostly in order):
Aunt May is deceased
Uncle Ben worked at 1940s Oscorp (midnight security guard)
Radioactive spider hitched a ride and bit Parker at 13
Uncle Ben is deceased
Enlisted in WWII (17 years old, Howling Commandos)
Steve Rogers died on the plane (body was found)
Adopted by Howard Stark (is a good father)
Howard never married Maria
Tony Stark was never born
___ Parker didn't use his powers for a long time, not until after his Uncle Ben's death when he enlisted in the army to make a difference. He felt it was time to do something instead of sitting at home wallowing in grief.
Using his powers in subtle ways Parker saved a lot of soldiers who would've died otherwise, eventually joining an elite team: The Howling Commandos. This leads to him meeting Bucky Barnes and eventually Steve Rogers.
Once Steve's plane goes down Parker has a hard time, losing both him and Bucky, and this is when Howard Stark sees his brilliance (as well as his need for a home) and adopts him.
After being honorably discharged he took up the mantle of War-Spider in honor of the heroes who fought for the country as well as the two friends he had lost.
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(left) drawn by me in MSPaint with pose reference (right) put through AI filter to give me a better visual
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mcfiddlestan · 2 years
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Happy 10th birthday, #DarkSide. ♥️💛💚 #myotp #avengers #marvel #fanfiction #fanficwriter #pictureperfectseries #darkside #thnxkellyclarkson #fortheinspo #ironfrost #starki #tonyxloki #collegeau #tonystark #lokiodinson #howardstark #pepperpotts #odinallfather #laufeylaufeyson #mybabies https://www.instagram.com/p/Chyt6B1uj40/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Eyes on Fire - Hello Brother (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/302199508-eyes-on-fire-hello-brother?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Betobros200&wp_originator=8He%2FXVriICVxtMRl33coAYEtNprBeQpgHxl4t7aOQSNYT1M8XxwA%2BXrFwcIMmUEXgwV%2B55c2hc9gdP1xEtlNDVMmiyuyvPwbwtFTaAiT8XDUhxMpP%2FCBWzhTj6Zs1U97 On the eve of the death of Jack Murdock, Howard Stark received a phone call. Jack, was a son of a former Howling Commando, and close friend to Howard. That night, he called and begged Howard to take his son if anything were to happen to him in the fight that night. Maria, was hesitant about it, but told him to agree, since she and Howard could no longer have any children, but they didn't expect to actually take him in. Howard began to favor Matt, as he saw more of Steve Rogers in him, over his own child, Tony. Maria, began to hang around more, and no longer feared the hand of her husband. For once she seemed happy. Tony, became extremely jealous of him, and was the only one to treat Matt poorly. Matt, tried to look up to him for guidance and help, but was returned with abandonment, and heartache. This went on for five years, when in 1997 Howard, Maria, and Matt were on their way to the airport when the Winter Soldier takes their car out. Matt, was knocked out on impact, and awoke to Bucky strangling the last life out of Maria, and seeing the face of Bucky, scared, he remained quiet until he had disappeared. Matt vowed that night, that he would avenge the deaths of his Dad, and the Starks. He lived with Edwin Jarvis, where he trained with Peggy, and Stick. When Jarvis died, he was left in the care of Tony for the rest of his teenage years. There, he trained himself, and barely saw Tony, who still blamed him for the death of his parents, and hated that he lived, while they didn't. He basically was left alone in the New York home to fend for himself. Years later, as a Lawyer, Matt, is shoved into the spotlight as Tony and the events of Civil War are picking up. Nelson and Murdock are volunteered to be the lawyer of one Bucky Barnes. Matt Murdock must come to sense with what is right, and the urging sense of revenge that is pulsing in his gut. While he still defends the streets of Hell's Kitchen as Daredevil, and lives under the terror of his older brother IronMan.
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createmydreamblog · 2 years
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Hej kochani! Jak wam minęła niedziela? Mi fantastycznie, ale szkoda, że tak szybko. Czy weekendy mogłyby być dłuższe? Jutro co prawda jeszcze nie idę do roboty ale no wiecie sam fakt, że tak szybko minął długi weekend. Wracam już do Torunia i tak mi smutno, bo stęskniłam się za rodzeństwem, zwłaszcza za młodsza siostrą, za spacerami po lesie. Eh ale trzeba wrócić do rzeczywistości. Przed przeprowadzką był w planach Olsztyn, dość blisko ale z doświadczenia wiem, że bym miała dość bo ciężko teraz tam się żyje, a pozatym po jakimś czasie znudziłoby mi się. Blisko domu ale nie przesadzaj my, próbowałam wyjechać stąd od dawna. Może jeszcze na wiosce ok, ale w mieście ciężko by było. Toruń jest ok i zostajemy na dłużej. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Agentka Carter to serial opowiadający o życiu tytułowej agentki po wydarzeniach z Kapitana Ameryki. Straciła ukochanego, bo się poświęcił dla ludzkości i teraz po wojnie musi żyć, i walczyć o swoje wśród stada mężczyzn, którzy jej rolę sprowadzili do roli sekretarki. Kto zostaje po godzinach? Ona! Kto odwala papierkową robotę? Też ona! A kto nie dostaje żadnych misji? Ona! Do pewnego momentu, kiedy to zostając po godzinach odbiera telefon i idzie na swoją misję. Nie wiele osób wie, że przyczyniła się do wielu rzeczy podczas wojny, a jedna musi żyć w Państwie, gdzie mężczyźni w iaz są górą. Jednak zamierza działać i nie zatrzyma się dopóki nie rozwiąże sprawy. W całym przedsięwzięciu pomaga jej Howard Stark oraz Jarwis. Kto orientuje się w tym świecie wie, że Howard był ojcem Iron Mana, a jego lokaj był pierwowzorem systemu, który pomagał Tonemu w akcjach jak i w domu. W każdym razie będzie niebezpiecznie jak i ciekawie. Warto obejrzeć, by zobaczyć dalcze losy agentki Carter, która walczy o swoje i z żałobą po Stevie. #marvel #disney #agentkacarter #misja #agencja #howardstark #jarwis #akcja #detektyw #pościg #fight #London #MI6 #life #intryga #disneyplus (w: Chaberkowo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfADoFVMmiu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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team-downey-1965 · 3 years
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On December 16th, 1991, Howard and Maria Stark said goodbye to their ... Tony Stark's parents on that fateful day—”Mission Report December ...
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wilhelmmacguffin · 2 years
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Howard Stark doodle!! — #howardstark #dominiccooper #captanamerica #avengers #endgame #marvel #marvelstudios #mcu #disneyplus —— #characterdesign #picturebook #doodle #sketch #drawing #crayon #cute #kawaii #fanart #macguffinstuff https://www.instagram.com/p/CXNQlgKsTWp/?utm_medium=tumblr
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Made a thing #lego #moc #bricklink #legobuild #legoset #stark #ironman #marvel #legomarvel #howardstark #meme https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ4Vb0fp3IR/?utm_medium=tumblr
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#MarvelWhatIf is just a month a way! I cannot wait to see Captain Carter in action in the first episode! I have desperately wanted to see more of Captain Carter since the Marvel Puzzle Quest version of the character. First the game, then the Exiles comic, and now the cartoon! Plus there is a Funko Pop! #marvelwhatif #captaincarter #hayleyatwell #chrisevans #steverogers #buckybarnes #drerskine #dominiccooper #howardstark #dumdumdugan #nealmcdonough https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ1aYlMjfpX/?utm_medium=tumblr
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marvelsocialmedia · 2 years
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secondlastpsycho · 3 years
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so i recently found a site to watch agent carter bc my broke ass can’t afford netflix. i just finished watching the first episode and i swear to fucking god, if howard is using my bitch peggy for no good, he’s got shit coming his way and jarvis watch your pathetic ass pls i don’t like you much either
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surnaturel23 · 4 years
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If we don't see Peggy Carter, Howard Stark and Edwin Jarvis in the next episode of AoS, I'm going to kick Marvel's ass.
PS: Daisy dear, Daniel Sousa is not the old partner of Peggy. It's her husband.
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trndsttr0961 · 4 years
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Dark Avengers - Chapter One
P L A N E T :  T E R R A :  1 9 8 4
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T O N Y
- - - - - - 
“Father?”
“Hmm.”
“Look, I build it myself! Do you like it?”
His father glanced over at the miniature robot his eight year old son had built.
“It’s not good enough.” Howard Stark simply stated before resuming with his paperwork.
“When will it be good enough?” Tony asked his father, hoping that one day he’d have his approval.
“It will be good enough the day you actually put some effort into making it!” Howard sternly told Tony. “Now leave, you’ve already wasted enough of my time.
Tears filled chocolate brown eyes.
“But papa,” Tony started tugging on his father’s sleeve.
Suddenly, large hands gripped the collar of Tony’s shirt, and he was looking into cerulean blue eyes that were filled with anger. 
“What did you say?! WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!” The elder Stark roared, spittle flying into young Tony’s face.
“P-pa-papa,” Sobbed the eight year old child as he tried to look anywhere but his father’s hatred-filled eyes.
“YOU WILL ADDRESS ME AS FATHER, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?! ” Howard screamed at his son, shaking him furiously.
“Y-yes, I’m s-sor-sorry,” Tony stuttered in attempt to get his father to stop shaking him like a rag doll.
“MY SON WILL NOT BE WEAK, YOU MUST BE MADE OF IRON! DO YOU HEAR ME?!” Howard grasped Tony’s face in his large hands and roughly turned it towards his. He looked his son straight in the eye, 
“You must be made of Iron.” He said, much more calmly than before.
Tony furiously nodded as the words that had been shouted at him in one of his father’s furious rages repeated themself inside his head.
Finally, Howard let go of his son and resumed his paperwork. 
“Now take that atrocious thing you call a robot and Without even looking up from the documents, he took the robot his only son had made, and threw it at Tony’s feet. 
With tears in his eyes, Tony picked up the robot and quickly walked as fast as he could out of the room. 
Looking down, he saw that the robot hadn’t been dented the slightest bit even though his papa father had violently thrown him at his feet. While examining the little robot’s exterior, he remembered the words his father had implanted inside his brain at a young age.
“You cannot be weak, you must be made of iron.”
“Crying is for boys, you must become a man if you want my approval.”
Filled with a newfound determination, he clutched the robot to his chest and hugged it so tight, it was as if he’d never let it go. 
“You’re stronger than I ever could be,” Tony whispered, voice full of admiration down to the robot. “You’re just how my father wants you to be, made of iron. You’re not even real, yet you’re more of a man than I’ll ever be.” Tony finished, almost enviously. 
“You need a name, a name that people will one day fear and respect. I’m gonna call you,”
Iron Man.
Tony smiled to himself, and happily skipped to his room where he spent the rest of the day tinkering with his new best friend and seeing what else he could do to make Iron Man invincible.
A few months went by, and fall turned into winter, and everything seemed to be going fine, when one day, Tony overheard his father and another woman discussing something urgently.
“Peggy, if the Tesseract is really there, then we have to try and get it! We might never get another opportunity like this!” His father urgently told the woman, as if trying to convince her he was right.
But the woman didn’t budge. “Howard, I know how badly you want the Tesseract to experiment and whatnot on it, but we have no idea how the Tesseract will react after being stuck in the ice for so long!” The woman scolded his father, which was a rare sight to see.
Tony didn’t know what this Tesseract was, but maybe if he could get it, his father would love him and he would become a man just like Iron Man!
Eagerly, the eight year old ran to his father’s lab and used the giant computer to search all existing databases for this Tesseract. 
He kept on sneaking down their to do research for a few more weeks, before his father finally caught him. Luckily, Tony had just had a major breakthrough on how to contain any possible explosion caused by the Tesseract.
It was in December, almost Christmas, when Tony snuck down to the lab and pulled up his research file. He was furiously jotting down notes and scribbling equations when a booming voice echoed throughout the lab.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, boy.” His father said, anger building up in his voice. 
“I-I was ju-just,” Tony stuttered, fidgeting with his hands and looking everywhere in the room except his father. 
“Spit it out, son. What the hell are you doing?!” Howard boomed, his patience wearing thin.
Well here goes nothing, Tony thought.
“I was researching the Tesseract!” Tony blurted out.
His father froze, not expecting such an answer. He quickly recovered and with only a small hint of anger asked Tony why he would do such a thing.
“I j-just wanted to m-make you proud, father. I just wanted you to love me.” Tony confessed, secretly hoping that his father would reassure and hug him. “Do you love me?” He slowly asked, trying to avoid his father’s gaze.
“Tony, I- I,” Howard tried to answer his son’s simple question carefully. “Of course I-,” Howard was cut off by a beeping sound coming from the computer. Father and son rushed over and were amazed by what they saw. 
Feeling a surge of pride in his son, something he hadn’t felt in years, Howard gently ruffled Tony’s hair. 
“I’m proud of you son.”
That was all Tony had ever wanted to hear.
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With Tony’s research as well as Howard and Peggy’s, in a few months, S.H.I.E.L.D. was able to go and retrieve the Tesseract with zero casualties and zero collateral damage. 
As Howard Stark examined the Tesseract in his lab, there was still one mystery he had yet to solve. What exactly did the Tesseract do? Well, there was only one way to find out.
He looked down at the control panel, and used the surprisingly efficient (with the exception of Dum-E which was the first one) robot hands his son had built to gently grab the Tesseract and move it towards him. He was frightened that touching such a powerful object could vaporize him, so he called his son into the room.
“Son, how would you like to become a hero?” He asked his son, throwing out the bait.
“I would love that, Pa- I mean Father.” He quickly corrected, bashfully glancing up at Howard. 
Howard painted a fake smile on his face and looked back down at his son. He kneeled down, so his face was level with Tony’s and softly said,
“Anthony, I’m proud of you. You’re not made of iron yet, but you’re finally becoming a man. If you hold the Tesseract for me to see how we can use it, you can finally become both; iron and man. Will you make me proud, son?”
Tony jerked his head up. He wasn’t stupid after all, he knew the risks when handling the Tesseract. “But what if-” He started.
“Do you want to become a man made of iron, or not?” His father pressed, his patience wearing thin. 
“Of c-course, f-father.” He stuttered, frightened for what was about to come. He tentatively walked towards the glowing blue cube, and he could practically feel the energy radiating off of it. 
“Go on,” Howard encouraged him. He hadn’t even noticed he’d stopped to admire the entrancing object.
Gingerly, the young boy reached out with his eyes squeezed shut and lightly touched the cube with his index finger. He let out his breath which he hadn’t known he was holding when he wasn’t instantly vaporized the second his flesh touched the cube. 
He looked back at his father to see what he should do next, even though he already knew what was going to come.
“Great job, Anthony! Now you just have to grab it and focus on the energy and channel it through your body. 
Hesitantly, Tony grabbed the Tesseract with both of his small hands, and lifted it up and off of the pedestal it was currently on. By now, a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. scientists and specialists had arrived and were instantly alarmed when they saw a boy who looked no older than eight holding one of the most dangerous and powerful artifacts known to mankind, with his father encouraging him to do so. 
“ARE YOU MAD?! HE’S JUST A CHILD!!” Peggy Carter frantically screamed at Howard, trying to press any button to make it stop. 
“Don’t worry, Margaret, the boy’ll be fine. See?” Howard calmly stated, gesturing to the boy who was holding the cube with an awestruck look on his face. 
“Now Anthony, channel the energy through your body and try to make the Tesseract do something.”
Tony did as his father asked, and focused on the Tesseract’s sheer power and energy. He imagined it flowing through his body and tried to think of his happiest memories to make it do something. He thought of the time he and his father, as well as his mother sat in the living room drinking hot coca as snow was falling outside. Tony Stark thought long and hard about this memory and before he knew it, he was enveloped in blue and grey smoke, filled with electricity and power. 
When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in his father’s lab. In fact, he was in the same exact living room that he had been thinking about in his memories.
So it teleports you! He thought. He ran back down to the lab, grasping the Tesseract in both hands. Tony was panting and sweating furiously by the time he made it back down to the lab, when he realized he could’ve just used the Tesseract to teleport back.
So much for being a genius.
As he approached the lab, he heard his father yelling at all of the scientists and specialists from S.H.I.E.L.D.
Maybe he’s worried about me! Maybe when I come back, he’ll be happy that I’m safe and he’ll finally tell me he loves me! I’ll finally become like Iron Man! Speaking of which, Tony saw the robot outside the lab where he had left it right before all of this happened. He picked up his best and only friend, and walked into the room. What he didn’t expect however was for his father to be hysterical about something missing. Not someone. Something. 
He didn’t care about Tony, all of the frantic screaming and shouting were for the Tesseract, not his only son. With tears streaming down his face, he forgot to compose himself and hesitantly made his presence known. With the Tesseract in one hand, and his robot in the other, he finally spoke to his father.
“Papa?” He asked, hesitantly.
His father whipped around and when he saw the Tesseract, Tony could of sworn he saw a hungry look in his father’s eyes. After a brief second it passed, and his father rushed over and took the Tesseract out of his son’s hands. He had a sick sort of smile on his face and barely even acknowledged his only son. He admired the Tesseract for a few more seconds, and all was silent until Howard broke out of his trance and put the powerful cube back on it’s pedestal.
But Tony couldn’t shake the hungry look in his father’s eyes out of his head.
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Meanwhile in space, 
. . . 
“Sir, we’ve detected a major energy surge on the planet Terra, it could be the Tesseract.” Ebony Maw informed the Titan sitting on his throne.
“Are you sure?” The Titan’s booming voice echoed throughout the throne room.
“Yes, your lordship.” The Maw pathetically bowed down to him. 
“Maw, set course for the Planet Terra and prepare our finest soldiers.” The Titan ordered The Maw.
“Right away sir.” Said The Maw as he scurried away. 
Once he left, the purple giant felt a smile creep up onto his face.
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Back on Earth,
. . . 
Tony lay in bed, wondering if his father really loved him. He glanced at his clock. It had been two hours since he’d gone to bed, and it was now just a little past 12:00am. Tony sighed. He wasn’t going to be able to sleep tonight anyways, so why not just tinker with Iron Man a little bit? Maybe his father would be proud?
For a few minutes, Tony just sat there on his bedroom floor tinkering with his robot, when he heard a large boom come from outside, followed by a blinding light. Tony had to cover his eyes with one of his hands, and out of fear, he grabbed Iron Man with the other. 
Right then, a blaring alarm went off, one that his father had placed in case anyone ever came and tried to steal the Tesseract from him, as if it was his to begin with. 
His Father!
Knowing him, his father would immediately rush down to his lab if he wasn’t already there, and prepare himself to fight off intruders. Fearing for his Father’s safety and possibly his life, Tony ran down to the lab and skidded to a halt at what he saw in front of him. 
A huge purple giant was looming over his father as he held a long metal sword against Howard Stark’s chest. 
“Where is the Tesseract.” The giant boomed, making it sound more like a demand rather than a question.
The giant was about to push the sword into his father’s chest, when Tony suddenly screamed out of impulse,
“STOP!” Please don’t hurt him, he’s my father!” Tony sobbed, trying to get the huge man to stop.
The purple alien seemed surprised for a second, before a wicked smile crept up onto his face. With a simple nod of his head, two of his minions appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his arms and wouldn’t let him go, no matter how hard he struggled.
“LET ME GO!!” Tony kicked and screamed furiously. 
When one of the giant’s minions clamped his clammy hand over his mouth, Tony promptly bit down on his hand as hard as he could, drawing blue blood from the alien. 
The alien screeched, and proceeded to stab Tony in the neck, but was stopped by the mysterious purple alien. 
“Maw, do not harm the child,” The titan boomed, with what could’ve been a hint of anger in his voice.
Tony swivelled his head around to get a glimpse of the alien who’d just tried to stab him, and much to his delight he looked rather familiar.
“Squidward?! Is that you?? You’re rEaL?!?” Tony excitedly shouted, confusing literally everyone in the room.
“ExCuSe mE?!?” The Maw spoke in a deadly voice, using his telekinesis to lift up a fallen piece of concrete and shave off the sides to turn it into a dagger.
But Tony just ignored his antics, and hugged the blue and grey alien.
“Does this mean that SpongeBob is real too??” Tony excitedly asked him.
“I AM THE MAW, YOU INSOLENT TERRAN CHILD. YOU WILL BOW DOWN BEFORE ME, YOU INFERIOR INSECT.” The Maw yelled at the insolent child in front of him.
“Enough games,” The Titan interrupted, growing tired of the unusual yet amusing Terran child. “Give me the Tesseract and I’ll let you go.”
“Never.” Howard Stark proudly said, looking the menacing purple giant straight in the eye. 
“Well then, I didn’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice,” The Titan said, his voice hinted with regret. “Hand over the Tesseract, and your child lives.” Knowing that the man loved his child too much to lose him over the Tesseract. However, he was quite wrong, and the Terran man boldly looked him in the eyes and proceeded to break the heart of the young Terran boy and the Mad Titan at the same time. 
“That boy is nothing to me. Take him, kill him, leave him, do whatever you want with him. I don’t care. You’re never going to get the Tesseract as long as I’m alive.” Howard Stark said, not knowing those would be his final words. 
Rage consumed the Mad Titan, and before he knew it, Howard Stark’s dead and decapitated body lay before him and his red Terran blood covered the floor surrounding him. The Titan turned to look at the young boy, expecting to see horror and disgust as well as sadness filling his eyes, but to his surprise, he was met with the blank stare of the young boy without a single tear in his eyes. 
“He never loved me, I knew that. He wanted me to be made of iron, like him. He wanted me to be a man. I was never enough for him, but the Tesseract was. He deserved death, he loved no one and no one truly loved him the moment he died. I stopped loving him the moment he told me he didn’t love me.” Tony finished, looking at the Mad Titan with the same steely look his father had. It was full of determination, something that would be useful in a soldier.
A faraway look crossed the young boy’s face, and for a brief moment, everyone in the room felt sorry for him. An unknown emotion surged through Tony’s body, was it hate? sorrow? love? regret? 
He didn’t know.
But for some reason, he felt powerful. Without a second thought, he held out his hand to the Titan, but not for a handshake. Instead, a bright blue light shone from his palm, and it slowly builded up into a cube. 
The Tesseract  
The Titan gave the boy a look of astonishment and stared longly at the Tesseract, but not with greed or hunger like Howard had, but with hope. 
In that single moment, Tony made a decision that would forever change the course of his life.
“I’ll give you the Tesseract, if you promise to take me with you wherever it is you’re going.” Tony boldy said, filled with newfound courage.
The Titan knelt down in front of him, but still towered over the young Terran. He reached out and gently placed a hand on Tony’s shoulder. 
“You’re father was wrong, you are made of iron,” The Titan firmly told the boy. “I will take you with me and train you to become a fearsome warrior. You have my word.” 
Looking into the Titan’s cerulean eyes, much like his father’s, he handed the Tesseract over to the giant. 
“Before we go, I want to know your name, mister.” Tony asked the Titan.
“My name is Thanos,” He said, with a hint of a smile on his face. “What’s yours, little one?” He asked the young boy, extending his other hand out for Tony to take.
Tony grabbed his robot in one hand, and took Thanos’ with the other.
“Tony. Tony Stark.” 
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eternalcaptain · 4 years
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16 de Diciembre, 1991.
—Hey Cap, creo que deberías saber algo.
La voz de Sam sonó mucho más seria que de costumbre, incluso áspera, pero dadas las circunstancias no fue algo que llegara a sorprender a Steve, no al menos del todo.
—¿Qué ocurre?
—Ni siquiera sé cómo explicarlo, no algo así. Es mejor que lo veas con tus propios ojos, amigo, pero te lo advierto, vas a desear no haberlo hecho.
Las palabras del afroamericano consiguieron apretar un nudo en el pecho del capitán, sin embargo, consciente de que era su deber, se asomó tras la pantalla del ordenador y observó la escena pausada de lo que parecía ser una grabación antigua.
La fecha lo dejó completamente helado.
—¿Es el accidente de tráfico de Howard y Maria? ¿Los padres de...? No lo comprendo. Las únicas evidencias fueron... simplemente ellos, dentro de ese coche. Nadie habló nunca sobre ninguna cámara de seguridad.
Su compañero, lejos de responder a su pregunta, puso en marcha el vídeo y dejó que lo viese por él mismo.
Un coche, en mitad de la noche, apareció de pronto dentro de la imagen, pudiéndose apreciar cómo impactaba de lleno contra uno de los árboles que delimitaban la zona. Steve no entendió por qué tanto misterio por parte de su fiel amigo, hasta que una moto apareció también, deteniéndose justo al lado del vehículo.
El conductor, malherido, a duras penas consiguió salir, arrastrándose por el suelo mientras pedía ayuda y socorro para su esposa. El hombre que segundos atrás se encontraba sobre la motocicleta se acercó hasta él y lo agarró del pelo, obligándolo a echar la cabeza hacia atrás. 
—¿Sargento Barnes? —murmuró el accidentado en cuanto vio su cara. 
Al reconocer el nombre de Bucky, el Capitán América sintió que se le paralizaba el corazón por un instante, pudiéndose apreciar en él que aquello no solo se trataba de una completa y desagradable sorpresa, sino también la peor noticia que podría haber recibido de entre todas las que se cruzaron por su mente cuando Samuel acudió hasta él.
La reacción del mercenario no fue otra más que golpear al hombre repetidas veces en pleno rostro, hasta que sucumbió bajo su puño metálico.
—¡Howard! —se escuchó de fondo la voz de su esposa, llamándolo desesperada.
Por si no fuese poco para Steve con tal imagen, también presenció como aquel al que siempre había considerado un hermano, se situaba al otro lado del coche y agarraba el cuello de la mujer hasta cortarle por completo el paso del aire.
Y si por algún segundo el Capitán Rogers había conservado la esperanza de haber escuchado mal el nombre pronunciado por Howard Stark, toda duda quedó disipada cuando James se plantó frente a la cámara antes de disparar contra ella.
Steve, sintiendo que le temblaban las rodillas, viró hasta dar la espalda a la imagen mientras se restregaba una mano contra los labios, en completo silencio. Tenía mucho que digerir, y no era fácil, no cuando había presenciado con sus propios ojos cómo Bucky fue quien asesinó despiadadamente a los padres de Tony Stark.
—Dijeron… Fue un accidente. Howard perdió el control y… solo fue un trágico accidente —musitó, tratando de resistirse a la idea.
—Es lo que nos hicieron creer —explicó el otro Vengador ante lo evidente—. El Soldado de Invierno era una mera leyenda hasta hace poco, un cuento para asustar a los niños. Está claro que era lo que pretendieron hacernos creer en todo momento.
La  reacción del súper soldado fue terminar de cubrirse el rostro con la mano y suspirar de manera pesada y angustiada. Sam había tenido razón minutos atrás, habría deseado no verlo nunca. 
—¿Quieres que contacte yo con el jefe? —se ofreció Falcon al ver que le costaba sobreponerse. 
Sin embargo, los pensamientos de Steve eran muy distintos.
—No. Esta información, ese vídeo, no pueden salir de aquí. —Clavó su mirada en la ajena, completamente serio—. Nadie más puede tener constancias de ello, ni siquiera Fury. 
—Steve... ¿Tú te estás oyendo, hombre? Son los padres de Tony, los abuelos de... Piper. Se han pasado años creyendo una mentira, sabes que ambos merecen saber la verdad. 
—¡Ya es demasiado! —exclamó desesperado, teniendo que pararse un instante a coger aire y calmarse—. Ya han tenido demasiado. ¿De verdad crees que es el mejor momento para añadir un peso más sobre sus hombros? Piénsalo tú. Están siendo unos meses infernales, un golpe tras otro, sin tregua, ¿y ahora qué empiezan a ver luz al final del túnel terminamos de hundirles con esas imágenes? No voy a permitirlo. No estoy dispuesto a ello.
El silencio absoluto se hizo en la habitación, ambos hombres se miraba el uno a otro, tratando de adivinar los pensamientos del otro. 
—Quizás no es el hombre que tú conociste, Steve —se atrevió a decir Wilson—. Quizás murió hace mucho más tiempo del que crees.
—Quien fuera que hizo aquello, no fue mi amigo. Bucky y el Soldado de Invierno son personas completamente distintas, solo necesito una oportunidad para demostrarlo. La grabación no saldrá de aquí. No hasta nuevo aviso.      
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