《Marvel One-Shots》The Missing Stark
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"Yes Pepper. Yes, he's buckled in. Pepper I can do this alright. We're almost home. Bye, love you" Tony sighed and hung up. He looked at his now 10 month year old son now babbling next to him. Tony had taken Peter to see Rhodey earlier that day and were now on the way back. "Happy? How much longer? I think Peter is~" Tony slammed foreword and watched in horror as the car spiraled multiple times and then flipped over. "Peter...no.." was Tony's last thought as he lost his fight for consciousness.
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Tony woke up to the sound of a heart monitor beating. Everything hurt so bad. He opened his eyes and looked around seeing Pepper quietly sitting with her hands around her head sobbing. "Pep..Pepper?" He said, voice hoarse.
Pepper looked up and smiled. "Oh thank gods your okay. I thought I was going to lose you, when I heard about the crash I got so scared and.. and... Happy is okay too Tony." She said.
"Pepper. What about Peter?" He asked.
Peppers eyes filled with tears. "They um..they never found him. They never found our baby boy." Pepper said as she started to sob.
Tony couldn't believe it. His son. Was gone. It couldn't be true. His only light just extinguished
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"Did you get the boy?" A man asked.
"Yes sir. He's in room three".
The man smiled. This was the new pawn of Hydra. They had perfected a serum to rival Captain America's, they just needed a test subject to use it on. When they heard about the new Stark, they had watched him grow as a baby, and then decided that he was the candidate.
"Mark? Start the experiment. I want him trained when he's old enough. He needs enough time to work with his new powers."
"Yes sir"
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