Locked Away

A/N THIS IS AN AVENGERS FAN FICTION, PLEASE NOTE THAT I DON'T READ THE COMICS, I ONLY HAVE THE MOVIES TO GO ON, SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF THE DETAILS ARE A LITTLE SKETCHY.

I am Maddy Stark.
I have been in a cryosleep chamber for a long time, as an experiment of mine. He is Howard Stark. We created the basis for Captain America together, and I designed other things as well that brought benefits to the world.

When Maddy is finally awakened, the world has changed. Thanos is trying to take over the world. Loki is helping the Avengers at Nick Fury's insistence. Will Maddy fall for Loki? Or will Tony keep her locked away from him?

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3. Waking Up

Maddy POV

For the first time in at least forever, there is light above the chamber. There are the bright yellow lights of confused people leaning over me and talking about me. Things like:

"Is she still alive?"

"Who is she?"

"We should really be waiting for Mr Stark."

Yes to the first, Maddy Stark to the second, and are they talking about Howard or someone else?

A different coloured person walks in. They are orange, which I deduced was the colour of a confused, possibly arrogant person.

They lean over and I can hear the apprehension in their voice as they say: "Unfreeze her."

This is met by many responses and I zone out.

 

Tony POV

"Unfreeze her."

All of the geeky people start talking at once and I kind of get the vibe that they haven't got the slightest clue of how to even start. And since they need a leader, I make the obvious decision.

"Oi, does anybody know how to lead a team of unfreezers?" A pause. "Nobody?" I huff out a big sigh. Really? And these people call themselves smart!?!?

"Someone had better get some blowtorches then."

 

When the blowtorches finally arrive, I get out of the picture. As I stand off to the side, I watch the girl's face. Not in a creepy way, I'm just trying to figure out where I've seen her before.

Suddenly her eyes snap open and then just as quickly, they snap shut again.

"STOP!" I yell to the room of blowtorch wielding people. As I walk up, my way is blocked by two annoying people. "Get. Out. Of my way."

When they don't move, I push through. When I see her, I still have the overwhelming feeling that I know her. She's obviously not been frozen since last week, not with those clothes. Maybe the 30's or 40's. Capsicle might know, I'll call him and ask.

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