Hello everyone, I'm Kaitlin Maria Stark, Tony Stark's daughter. My dad accidentally got a one night stand pregnant, who left me at my dad's doorstep, wanting to do nothing with me, and here I am. I am 18 years old, and I graduated high school early, and I'm currently doing my bachelor's and master's degree through MIT(online cause dad's a control freak, and doesn't want to send me to Massachusetts), while also working part time at Stark Industries.
Age: 18
Birthday: February 14th
Sexuality: Straight
Family: Tony Stark (@caffeinefueledmechanic) (@man-of-iron) (dad), Pepper Potts (@thebetterstarkindustriesceo) (step-mom), Peter Stark(@smarterthantonystark)(brother)
I also have a pet dog, his name is Gizmo, and I love him and if anyone does anything to him trust me you will regret it.
Home: Stark Tower(NYC)
Relationship Status: Single
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//set before kidnapping because i'll probably make a follow up for that starter
Katie has been dying for a motorcycle for as long as she can remember. Her dad always pushed it off, saying that she doesn't need it and they can buy one later, but when Katie stumbles upon an old 1999 Yamaha YZF-R1 she knows she has no choice but to buy it. One look at it and she's in love, so she wastes no time buying the motorcycle and getting it transported back to the tower. She can't wait to get her hands on it and start modifying it. Katie has just brought the motorcycle to the lab when she hears the door opening.
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Bucky opens the door, looking around for Tony. He opens his mouth to greet Katie when he sees her, but he stops when he sees the bike. His eyes light up. “Woah! Where’d you get that?!”
"I saw it today so I bought it! Isn't she amazing?" Katie smiles brightly looking at Bucky. She wasn't sure when she was last this excited about something.
“Well not ever, just like don’t ruin it, but you can like still run your hand through it when we’re cuddling or whatever.” Katie says trying not to seem embarrassed as much as she complained about it, it was comforting.
"Ok, I'm just gonna check the engine to make sure it's ok, we probably also need to replace the tires, and then check the braking system and the gas tank, so pick whatever you want to do."
"You don't need to keep me safe. I know you love me, and you'll always protect me, but stuff happens. If I get hurt that isn't on you." Katie says softly as she goes over to Bucky and hugs him.
"I know that, but hey I'll be here to remind you about it always. Not everything that happens is your fault. Now come on I'm almost done with the bike. Then you can teach me all about it, and I promise I will not crash it today."
Bucky nods. “I’ll be right back!” He rushes off to grab his motorcycle and two helmets. He doesn’t typically wear a helmet when he rides, but he needs to be a responsible dad right now.
//set before kidnapping because i'll probably make a follow up for that starter
Katie has been dying for a motorcycle for as long as she can remember. Her dad always pushed it off, saying that she doesn't need it and they can buy one later, but when Katie stumbles upon an old 1999 Yamaha YZF-R1 she knows she has no choice but to buy it. One look at it and she's in love, so she wastes no time buying the motorcycle and getting it transported back to the tower. She can't wait to get her hands on it and start modifying it. Katie has just brought the motorcycle to the lab when she hears the door opening.
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Bucky opens the door, looking around for Tony. He opens his mouth to greet Katie when he sees her, but he stops when he sees the bike. His eyes light up. “Woah! Where’d you get that?!”
"I saw it today so I bought it! Isn't she amazing?" Katie smiles brightly looking at Bucky. She wasn't sure when she was last this excited about something.
“Well not ever, just like don’t ruin it, but you can like still run your hand through it when we’re cuddling or whatever.” Katie says trying not to seem embarrassed as much as she complained about it, it was comforting.
"Ok, I'm just gonna check the engine to make sure it's ok, we probably also need to replace the tires, and then check the braking system and the gas tank, so pick whatever you want to do."
"You don't need to keep me safe. I know you love me, and you'll always protect me, but stuff happens. If I get hurt that isn't on you." Katie says softly as she goes over to Bucky and hugs him.
"I know that, but hey I'll be here to remind you about it always. Not everything that happens is your fault. Now come on I'm almost done with the bike. Then you can teach me all about it, and I promise I will not crash it today."
Bucky nods. “I’ll be right back!” He rushes off to grab his motorcycle and two helmets. He doesn’t typically wear a helmet when he rides, but he needs to be a responsible dad right now.
//set before kidnapping because i'll probably make a follow up for that starter
Katie has been dying for a motorcycle for as long as she can remember. Her dad always pushed it off, saying that she doesn't need it and they can buy one later, but when Katie stumbles upon an old 1999 Yamaha YZF-R1 she knows she has no choice but to buy it. One look at it and she's in love, so she wastes no time buying the motorcycle and getting it transported back to the tower. She can't wait to get her hands on it and start modifying it. Katie has just brought the motorcycle to the lab when she hears the door opening.
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"I'm so excited, this is like the best day of my life. I just need to make sure it won't fall apart and I then I'm gonna go on a ride. I can modify it more later."
Mod: okay so this is really messed up within canon because 1. He drove Harley to the tower in their first real rp together and 2. That audi commercial with Spider-Man: Homecoming. Because of that I guess we're just going to say he's 15 and this is a prequel or something. If the characters didn't know each other then, he can be his usual 16!
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Peter stands in the tower's garage next to one of Tony's more sensible cars. He's been procrastinating learning to drive for a while and by now, he definitely needs to. Technically, he does have a permit, but that's mostly been the result of pure luck and reflexes that've translated to driving a car decently, rather than actually understanding driving and road laws, because his driving instructor was surprisingly bad at instructing driving.
He turns his head to the elevator when he hears it open and smiles at the person who's taking him today. "Are we good to go?"
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"I won't kill us." Peter laughs, opening the driver's side door. "But yeah, it'll be fun." He gets in and stares at the controls for a moment. "Uh... How do I adjust the seat in this thing?"
"Make sure you can see just over the hood, and makes sure all the mirrors are adjusted properly. Put your seat belt on and then we can move on to actually driving."
“Well yes but you gotta start the car first, so hold onto the break and then start the car. Then put it in drive and slowly extremely slowly take your foot off the break.”
“Ok good, that’s good, now just keep releasing the break slowly and don’t press the accelerator yet, were just gonna drive a little like this before giving the car some speed ok. Just pay attention to the road.”
"Okay, yep." Peter releases the brake the rest of the way and they keep moving down the road. It's not long before there's a car behind them, honking because they're going so slow. He flinches at the suddenness. "That's not great."
"Ok, it's fine, just slowly press down on the accelerator and pick up some speed, don't let it get more than 20 mph though. It's New York people are used to others driving like idiots." Katie nods trying to not panic.
"Crashing would be worse so I'll take driving like idiots, and see you're doing good. Just keep going straight for now, you see that stop sign ahead? You're gonna stop there for a second and then turn left. Put your indicator on."
“Yep good, that’s great. Keep it stable at that. We’re just gonna go on a little round and then go back home. You’re gonna have to change your lane in a little bit so that you can take the next turn so look for an opening. Make sure to check your blind spot before moving.”
"Right of course, this is all because I'm amazing. And it definitely is a first. Now come on take the turn. Make sure to look everywhere and turn your indicator on."
"Ok you know screaming is not gonna help when you get cut off. Thanks god you didn't speed up and crash. This is why you look everywhere, there are a lot of dumb people driving you gotta be ready for anything."
"Exactly so you always gotta be on the defense. Never trust that the other people will be driving properly. Ok you wanna drive around more or start going back home?"
“That’s ominous. Pete is it your Peter Tingle? What’s happening? Keep your speed stable.” Katie asks putting a hand on the steering in case she needs to take control.
"Don't call it my Peter tingle! But yeah..." Peter's grip tightens on the wheel, his eyes scanning both the road and everything around it while he manages to keep the speed right. "I don't see anything yet."
"Ok, ok, how about you pull over in that parking lot to the left? Your Peter tingle is never really wrong and the last thing I need is you crashing the car." Katie points towards the parking lot as she keeps looking around trying to see if she sees anything.
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Everything is a blur. Katie isn't sure what is happening or what had already happened. There's bits and pieces that she can remember, but mostly all she knows is pain. Everything hurts, every breath, every movement. The pain consumes her entire being, it feels like nothing had ever existed before it and nothing will ever exist after it.
Here, lying on the floor, she can finally breathe as she tries to take reprise from the constant pain, from the dreaded chair when every cell in her body screams at her. She tries to forget about each time they inject her with whatever bullshit they can come up with and all she can do is scream.
She can barely imagine the party she was at before the hydra agents ripped her away from everything, even herself. She can barley even imagine her family and even their blurry figures seem to be slipping away from every time the door to her tiny cell opens. She isn't even sure if they are real anymore or just a figment of her imagination she made to comfort herself, but she clings onto whatever comfort they can provide her.
Tony was freaking out trying to find Katie. It was days before he figured out who had her. He was on his way now to the Hydra base, praying they hadn’t killed her or worse. He had no clue what they had done to her or what they planned to do. All he knew was that he needed to get her back.
Katie stayed they're on the floor unmoving as she tried to conserve her energy. It was hard, but it wasn't like she had much else to do. She knew sooner rather than later someone will come again and put her through whatever craziness their mind could come up with. They were doing some experiments, injecting her with stuff. She wasn't sure what they wanted from it all she knew was that it hurt, and if she resisted that's when they used the chair, and literally anything was better than that.
Tony made it there, Natasha and Bucky by his side, and didn’t even hesitate for a second to blow the door off of the damned facility. It was loud, and sirens blared throughout the building.
Katie heard some noises go out from outside there was a rush of people and sirens sounding outside. She wanted to figure out what was happening but had learned early on that, doing things like that will only give her more pain.
Tony made his way through the building, searching for Katie and tearing apart anyone who got in his way. Bucky and Natasha split off to look for her, too.
The door to her cell suddenly opens and a few agents rush in forcing her to get up and rushing her out.
"Wh..What?" Katie asks scared and looking around her breathing quickening as she was dragged out of the room. She could hear the rain starting to pour down outside seemingly reflecting her emotions.
Though, it was too late for the agents. Tony already spotted them dragging Katie away and was hot on their trail. He blasted a hole through one of them, making them drop to the floor dead.
Tony quickly took out the other agents, not sparing a single second. Then, he picked Katie up. “Jesus Christ… it’s okay, bug. Dad’s here now.” He turns on his com. “Nat, Barnes, I found her.”
“Katie. It’s me. It’s dad. You’re safe.” He says, his voice firm and steady. He made his way to where Nat and Barnes were, fighting through various HYDRA agents to get to them.
Katie looked at Tony and even though he looked familiar she couldn't connect the dots that this person was her dad. Her memory was all a mess and even though she knew she had a dad and a family, the image of her dad was all blurry.
“Katie. Look at me.” He reaches to hold her face, his grip gentle yet firm. “It’s me. It’s your dad. You’re safe. I’m here now.” Inside, the guilt was eating him alive. He felt so bad.
“Shhh, it’s okay. You’re fine.” He starts checking her for any injuries, noticing quite a few. Each one made his heart hurt a little more. He couldn’t believe that he just let this happen to her.
“Home? Oh, I thought we were at home.” Katie mumbled as she just sits there trying to dig through her memories and figure out if what Tony was saying was true. She felt safe with him, but she still didn’t recognize and she hates that.
Katie winces as Tony cleaned the wound. Her whole body ached, not that it wasn't before but now that she finally felt safe apparently her body decided that now would be a good time to send all the pain.
“No, honey. Why would I hurt you? I’m not them.” He wanted to cry. Seeing Katie so scared of him, out of confusion, yes, but still, it broke his heart.
Katie immediately chugs the water down even as her hand shakes. It feels like forever since she was able to drink water, since her food and drink were both completely rationed with hydra.
Katie flinches at first before calming down at the comfort the blanket brought. Her eyes slowly closing as she started to lose the fight with consciousness.
Nat and Bucky get back to the jet with 3 more captives that they rescued.
Natasha: “they’re hot on our tail!”
“Oh, shit.”
Bucky hops into the drivers seat of the jet and starts to take off. “Get them situated, Stark. I got the flying bit.”
“Yep. Gotcha. Nat, help me with first aid.” He starts pulling out more blankets. It was pretty cold considering this base was in the middle of Russia so he assumed the captives needed blankets.
Natasha: “on it.” She pulls out a first aid kit and starts tending to the wounds of the other captives. Some of them flinched and freaked out but she soothingly talked to them and reassured them. “You’re alright. We’re here to save you. We’re not gonna hurt you.”
Tony carefully sets Katie in a comfortable spot and helps Natasha tend to the other captives. He gives them all water, medicine, and blankets. Years of doing this kind of work has made him really good at helping injured (technically)civilians.
Tony keeps an eye on her while helping the others. It took a few hours but they were finally back at the tower and Tony wasted no time calling for help and getting them all to the medbay.
Tony picks her up, carrying her off of the jet. He attempts to wake her up, not wanting her to hurt herself. “Katie. You’re okay. You’re safe. It’s a nightmare.”
"I'm...where am I? What's going on?" Katie flinches as the other people approach them. Even though she didn't fully remember Tony she had started associating him with safe, however the other people were strangers and looked too much like the people who tortured her.
Katie just shakes her head trying to get words out but her breathing continues to get worse as she panics more, and without realizing it her new powers also start going haywire, as they’re is suddenly strong winds in the room.
“I can’t…I can’t breathe.” Katie spits out trying to calm her breathing down, but as she looks up at Tony’s worried eyes and feels his arms around her, some of her old memories somewhat click.
“Still not your fault. Being tortured will never be your fault. There’s nothing you can tell them about me that’s more incriminating than what HYDRA already knows about me.”
He holds her hand pretty tightly to distract her. The doctors finished up and came to Tony.
Doctor: “she has a decent amount of injuries, but nothing too serious to keep her in the infirmary. But she’ll have to stay on bed rest. Keep an eye on her.”
“Alright. Thank you. And the others?”
Doctor: “they sustained more serious injuries so they’ll have to be held in the infirmary.”
Katie is finally on summer break, meaning she can actually focus on things that she's passionate about and she's very much enjoying it. She has been working on a project for SI for two weeks now, but that also means she's exhausted and isn't really paying attention to her surroundings. Because of that, she doesn't really notice when she accidentally bumps into one of her dad's desks, which must have activated something thats on it, but all she notices is a flash of light and a feeling of disorientation. The last thing she hears before she passes out is the door to the lab opening.
Peter walks into the lab, already half-absorbed in some schematics he's got pulled up on a tablet. "Hey, Katie, do you remember where I left the hex keys? I gotta make an edit to my suit." He's still looking down at his schematics when he almost trips over... a little kid. He startles slightly, catches the tablet before it can fall, and stares at the child. "Uh... How'd you get in here?"
Katie looks up at the boy staring at her with wide eyes. She's not really sure what happened. Katie slowly looks around the room trying to figure out where she was, it kinda looked like the lab in their home but it was different.
"I...I don't know. Who are you?" Katie asks trying to move away from the boy, but stumbles a bit because of the huge clothes she's in.
Peter looks the kid up and down, his eyes catching on her clothes - Katie's clothes. "Shit," he mutters, before looking at the girl's face again and studying it. Yep, definitely Katie.
He puts on a smile. "I'm Peter. A... friend of your dad's, sort of." He nods at her clothes. "Why don't we find something that fits you properly?"
Peter's breath stutters a little bit when Katie says she doesn't know him. "He's in a big meeting, and you're in his lab at the tower. I'm gonna watch you until he gets back, okay?"
"Uh..." Peter blinks a couple times, trying to think of a way to explain this. "How old are you?" She's probably not old enough for the Avengers to exist for her, but maybe she's older than she was when he accidentally time-travelled to her.
"The lab. The new lab, in Stark Tower. We live here," Peter explains slowly, pulling out of the hug. "I'm pretty sure you didn't time travel... And those are definitely grown-up you's clothes."
"Maybe little you didn't..." Peter mutters, thinking back to the time he got de-aged. "But I'm pretty sure big you did." He looks around, searching for whatever could've made this happen.
"But didn't you say that I can't go to the future because then something bad would happen? And that mom and dad would be mad? I don't want mom and dad to be mad!"
"You didn't exactly go to the future, or at least I don't think you did. Big you isn't here, and little you is, in her clothes. I'm thinking you got de-aged. I'm sure it was an accident, though, and they can't be mad at an accident."
"So I'm in the future, but not really because I'm supposed to be old and not how old I am right now? This is so confusing. But if mom and dad won't be mad can you show me around? I wanna see the future!"
"Yep, exactly. You're doing better than I would've been if older you had told me this when I was de-aged." Peter hums, thinking for a moment. "We should really look for a way to get you back to yourself..." He glances at what he's pretty sure is the device that made this happen.
"Yes yes yes I wanna see! You said we made cool things in the future, I wanna see the cool things! And I wanna see our new home! What happened to out hold home though? Why'd we move?"
"Uh... Our old home's fine," Peter lies, thinking about how parts of it are still sitting underwater. "We just moved so we could be closer to the team just in case. And yeah, you can see our home. The whole tower's our home, technically, but our bedrooms and stuff are upstairs. And we've got some cool stuff in here."
"Yep, yep, and yep." Peter grins, then points to a row of iron man suits on the far wall. "Those're Dad's." He points to his suit next, on the nearer wall. "And that's mine."
“How does that even work? Dad doesn’t have superpowers, and I know you’re sticky like a spider but you’re a superhero? My little brother’s a superhero? Am I a superhero?” Katie rushes over to the suits as she starts exploring all of them.
"Yep, I'm sticky and strong. And he doesn't, but he built these suits to be one and help people." Peter grins as he watches Katie. "And no, you're not, but you make cool stuff and help me with my suit sometimes."
"Um... Depends on who's asking me and how many times. It's really not a boring job, you get to worry all the time and do stupid stuff with me. Did you see my suit yet?"
"I get to do stupid stuff? I guess that's fun, but worrying all the time isn't. No I wanna see!" Katie runs over to the wall where Peter pointed before.
“Yes!” Katie exclaims as she runs over to the door and then comes back when she realizes she has no idea where to go so she takes Peter’s hand and drags him.
"Nuh uh! You can beat superpowers! You're lying I'm probably the coolest! I'm older too!" Katie says before getting distracted by her room and running towards it and pushing the door open.
“We live in New York? That’s awesome! Can we go outside? I wanna see the city! Can we see the Statue of Liberty? And oh Times Square, and I wanna see Central Park! I wanna see everythingggg.”
It'd started as a simple day in the lab - well, as simple as a day in the lab can be. Peter's moving some piece of tech, something that his grandfather had built and that's been sitting in a storage room for a while. It's scheduled to be moved to a museum, and he's supposed to put it out of the way until the movers can come for it.
Unfortunately for Peter, though, that day is thrown off course when he bumps into a lever on the machine. He feels that familiar tingle along the back of his neck and the hair on his arms standing, and then... he's somewhere else, and the machine is nowhere in sight. He looks around in confusion and spins around with wide eyes when he hears someone behind him.
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Mod: you can be from the time Peter's currently in, or you could've been transported with him, or you can do both, or something else, who knows?? My original thought was to the past but the future's great, too, and let's say this particular time machine could transport him through time and space for convenience.
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Peter shuts the door behind her and starts walking towards the building. "Okay, so, you're going to need to get us in, okay? Just bat your eyelashes at a camera or something, I don't know."
Peter hums. "Remember the cool thing I said I'd show you?" He walks over to the wall and sticks to it, moving up it so he can get a good vantage point to search. "That might help us here."
Peter grins down at Katie, letting his hands go and walking up to the ceiling by his feet as if it's ridiculously easy. "Cool enough for you, Katie-cat?"
"Don't touch anything!" Peter says, diving into the car as alarms go off and things start to happen. He hears the car start and glances at a screen that says: travelling in 3, 2...
Peter's eyes widen as they gain altitude. "We are!" He smiles like a madman, but his heart rate increases with each passing moment. "How do we make it stop?"
"Because we're indoors! There's a roof and things we can crash into!" Peter stares at the buttons, hoping desperately for something labelled. "What'd you press?"
"I don't hate fun, I just like safety!" Peter's voice lilts up as he looks around frantically. "Everything? One second." He groans, then pushes the car door open, sticks his feet to the car seat, and flips upside-down, shooting a web towards the floor so he can pull them down.
Katie ignores Peter’s answer and continues rambling.
“Do you have 8 limbs like spiders? Is that why you can stick to stuff? Cause spiders can stick to stuff? That’s so cool. Are you sure you’re not a weird spider alien?”
"If you're not a weird spider alien how can you do this though? Do the webs come out of you? That's so weird! WAIT, DO YOU LAY EGGS?" Katie excitedly jumps up standing on the seat of the car.
"I'm part spider, no, and no!" Peter exclaims, trying not to get annoyed. He grunts when Katie jumps up, not noticing what she's doing until she's standing. "Sit down, you're gonna fall!"
"Why not? Dad will think it's cool too! Wait Peter, is that the ray thingy you were looking for?" Katie points towards one of the corners they can see now that they are in the air.
Peter breathes a sigh of relief when the car lands. "Okay, that was really cool, but we gotta get back on task. C'mon." He starts moving towards the corner Katie had pointed to.
Peter smiles at her and keeps moving the machine along. "Okay, we're going to load this up in the back of the car and take it back home so I'm not leaving you here."
"No, I'm not!" Peter can't help but laugh a little bit as he reaches out and ruffles Katie's hair. "I just have a lot to deal with without that. Now, c'mon, help me put this in the car."
Peter laughs a little more, pulling his hand back, then stares between the car and the machine for a moment. "Uh... Great question. We're smart people, we'll figure it out."
"Well, he's smart, too. And I'm smarter than him because of life experience or whatever. I think we're predisposed to being smart since our dad's a literal genius," Peter says, not looking away from the car. He walks around to the trunk and opens it, then reaches in and puts the longer part of the bench seat down in the backseat. "What're the chances there's a screwdriver in here somewhere?"
"I'd never say that," Peter laughs softly, then walks towards the front. "Good, great. He hasn't changed." He rummages through the glovebox before pulling out the screwdriver and coming back around. He starts unscrewing a hinge.
Peter laughs. "Sometimes future you thinks that, too, I think." He flinches as a piece of the car falls, immediately catching it with one hand. "Like that, that's something stupid."
"I did, and I am. I just don't make the best choices all the time and it's not like I've tried to haul a time machine in a car before." He laughs, then screws the piece back in and pushes the time machine in. "Okay, get inside."
"She does, you're right. And nope, completely impossible." Peter gets in the driver's seat and pulls out of the parking lot. "Okay, just a little while and this'll all be normal."
"Uh... Sure I do," Peter half-lies, getting out of the car and going around to the half-disassembled car. "Apologize to Dad for me. Actually, y'know what, I'll just leave a note. Lots to apologize about, I'm sure. Can you help me out here?"
Peter suppresses a laugh at Katie's adorably serious look, successfully taking the time machine off the car. "Okay, now please open the door so we can get this inside. Preferably to the lab."
Peter glances back at her. "Yeah, I do," he says, voice equally soft. He cracks a smile. "Keep little me safe, alright? I was kinda reckless." He moves to search for a sheet of paper and a pen.
"I'm still here, you don't have to miss me. I'm just... smaller. Younger. Less durable," he jokes, cracking a small smile. He gently pulls away and stands up, glancing back at the machine. He steps back to turn it on. "C'ya later, princess."
Peter laughs, pulling his legs up onto the workbench. "I accidentally time travelled and met 6 year old you in Malibu. We went to the big storage place we've got down there and got the time machine back from there, I showed off for her, we brought the thing back to the house, and I came back. You were adorable, by the way. I wonder what happened."
"You met 6 year old me? What? Wait if you met me why can I remember that? I should definitely remember meeting my time traveling brother." Katie closes her eyes trying to think back.
Katie had been trying, she truly had. Trying to be better, trying to do better, but it had been hard. No matter what she did, it never felt like enough. She tried to ignore the thoughts in her head yet that didn't work. Some part of her knew that she should get help, but she couldn't bring herself to tell anyone. Everyone would worry and panic and she didn't want to be any more of a burden than she already was. She told herself that she'll be fine, and she can handle this herself. Everything will be ok. But one day the thoughts won and whatever thread that was keeping Katie together snapped.
She wasn't sure what happened after her eyes closed. There are flashes of screams, and crying but it's all just a jumbled mess. When she finally became fully aware of her surroundings she had no idea what was happening. She was floating, and her body didn't feel like her own. She was still in the tower, in her own room, she could recognize that, but she couldn't recognize herself. Dead, dead, fuck she was dead. It worked, but not really, because she was still here, still feeling. She had no idea how long it's been since everything happened but before Katie could come to terms with what was happening the door to her room opened and someone walked in.
Peter's still in motion before he sees her, walking into the room with his usual chatter. "Hey, Katie, do you wanna-." He freezes in place when he notices the sharp smell of blood, and finally, his line of sight falls on the body. The body of his sister, lying on the ground, unmoving. He rushes towards her with rapid speed and checks the pulse on her neck, even though he should be able to hear her breathing and heartbeat and there's nothing there. "K- Katie? Katie, c'mon, wake up, get up off the floor."
Katie freezes when she sees Peter come into the room. She follows Peter's line of sight and finally sees what stopped Peter in his tracks. Her, but not really her.
"Peter" Katie whispers, as she sees him holds onto her body. Dead, god she's dead, she isn't even sure how to process it, but she knows this isn't how it was supposed to go. Her little brother wasn't supposed to find her like this.
Peter hears something, but just barely, and he hardly reacts. He's too wrapped up in the sight in front of him to really notice. "C'mon, Katie," he chokes, brushing her hair away from his eyes. "Katie? No, Katie, this can't be happening, what's happening, how did this happen?" Wide tears are rolling down his cheeks as he bends over her body, breathing erratic.
Katie hates this. Hates that Peter is crying over her, hates that he has to see her like this. Hates that she was so dumb as to do this where her family could find out. It was all her fault, even in death she couldn't do things right.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's ok Peter, you don't have to worry." Katie mumbles as she goes over to him trying now to look at her own body and instead focus on Peter.
Peter doesn't hear her properly, but his Spidey sense is telling him that something is there. He doesn't know what or care what, because his sister is here, dead on her bedroom floor, and there's nothing he can do about it. "No-," he gasps, fighting for air. "No, it should've been me, it was supposed to be me!" He practically shouts the words as he stares down at Katie's lifeless form. He doesn't know what happened, just that she's gone—dead—and there's blood. "I was supposeda protect you!"
Katie cries out in pain. It wasn't Peter's fault, not even close, he couldn't blame himself like this. This wasn't supposed to happen. This was all her fault, she messed everything up with dying too. God, she didn't no what to do.
"Peter, peter please don't, don't say that." Katie begs as she sits next to Peter. Well she's not really sitting, she's still floating but it seems like her form adjusted around the floor.
Peter chokes on a sob as he collapses onto his side, hitting his head hard on a leg of Katie's desk on the way down. He hisses, but just curls up next to Katie's body, an arm across her chest and his face smushed into her shoulder as he cries
Peter freezes. He... he heard something. Why did he hear something? It sounded like... He raises his head a little to look at Katie's body, but she's still lifeless, splayed on the floor next to him. He chokes on another sob, but catches something out of the corner of his eye and turns his head to see Katie. He screams, dragging her body back and moving in front of it protectively as he stares at- whatever it is, it looks like his sister.
Peter's breath speeds up considerably, and he keeps staring at Katie. "K- Katie?" His voice is a whisper, choked with tears and grief and confusion all rolled into one. "That- what's going on?"
"I- I don't know," Peter breathes. One hand reaches forward to touch Katie, and he lets out a sick gasp when it passes right through. "Why can't I touch you?!"
Peter hopes this isn't real. He really, really hopes this isn't real. "Wasn't supposed to find you?" He tries to touch her again, and sobs when he can't.
“Peter I’m so sorry, I…fuck I didn’t want you to find me. I didn’t think. I’m so sorry. I don’t even know how to explain this. I don’t really know what’s happening either.”
“I know I know I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to see me like this. I’m sorry. But it’s going to be ok. You’re going to be fine. Everything’s ok, just don’t cry.” Katie hates that Peter’s sobbing like this. She didn’t want to hurt him. That was the last thing she wanted.
“I know, I don’t really know what’s happening either. I just opened my eyes and I was like this. Umm but it’s fine, don’t worry, it’s for the better. Everything’s going to be fine.” Katie tries to comfort Peter even though she was panicking herself. This entire plan was supposed to stop everything from hurting yet here she still was stuck in this weird limbo, and now not only was she hurting her family was going to have to deal with the fall out.
Peter makes a noise, something between a whine and a choke. "You don't know what's happening, either," he repeats, and he hates that. He hates not knowing, and he hates that this is happening. "What- what happened? How did this happen?"
"Peter I'm so sorry. It just, I didn't know how to tell you, and I couldn't burden you. You're my little brother, I'm supposed to protect you." Katie knew it was a stupid explanation, but she didn't know what else to say. She had thought about telling Peter, but she just couldn't.
Katie paused at that, how could Peter say that. It wasn't like she hadn't tried to stay for everyone else, she truly had for so long, but everyone hits a breaking point. Was it really that bad that she didn't want to suffer? Not that dying really helped with that seeing as she's here. Besides, sure Peter was hurt now but he'll be fine after some time passes.
"Peter I know it hurts and I'm sorry, but it's going to be fine. You're gonna be fine."
Peter rubs at his face. He hadn't meant to say it like that, but he had, and he definitely feels bad. "But you're not! And if you're not fine I can never be fine." He sobs, and his voice lowers a bit. "I'm sorry."
"Don't say that, you'll...I'm fine, alright? I wanted this, this is for the best trust me. Well maybe not the whole ghost thing but I'm pretty sure that's temporary. Hopefully." Katie tries to act somewhat normal, she needs Peter to calm down, she can't see him like this.
"You didn't know! I didn't want you to know! I never told you, so no you weren't supposed to do anything. Please Peter this isn't your fault. None of this is your fault."
“I know Peter, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. It was, even when I wanted to tell you, tell someone I couldn’t. I’m sorry that I hurt you like this, but trust me it’s not your fault. And it’s going to be ok.”
“Well I haven’t really been this way long enough to think about that. And it’s not like I wanted to end up like this. Do u really think I did all of this just so I can end up with limbo and have to see all my family suffer? No of course not!”
"I know Peter. I know, I wish I could hug you too. I really am sorry though. It's just I really tried to stay, to keep going for you, for mom and dad. But I just couldn't any longer. I know you love me, and this is hard but it's going to be ok. You're going to be ok."
"Pete, I wanted this. I couldn't take it anymore. So maybe I didn't want to be a ghost, but these are the consequences of my own actions. Besides maybe it's just temporary. Maybe I'm only here to make sure you know that this wasn't your fault, and you don't have to blame yourself."
“I know, trust me I don’t want to be stuck here either. Kinda defeats the whole purpose of dying you know.” Katie smiles trying to lighten the mood even though it felt impossible.
"Yeah," Peter says, trying to smile until his elbow bumps against Katie's lifeless body. He stiffens, then glances back at it. "Did it... Did it hurt?"
“Well maybe not completely fine, I did kill myself like today and now I’m a ghost, even though that’s like the last thing I wanted, but it is what it is. There’s no point worrying about it.”
"I don't know. Probably soon, hopefully. Why don't you...why don't you leave? This can't be comfortable for you." Katie glances at her body before looking at Peter again. She doesn't really want to be alone with her thoughts but she wants Peter sitting like this even less.
"Peter I never wanted you to see any of this, it's bad enough you did. I don't want you staying here with me. I can't let you get more hurt because of this."
"I know you can, that doesn't mean I don't want to. You're my baby brother. But you can handle yourself, I know that. Promise me you'll take care of yourself since I won't be here to save your dumbass now."
“What’re you thanking me for Pete? I should thank you. Thank you, for all the happiness you gave me..I…you were the best brother I could’ve ever asked for.”
Katie smiles softly, a pang of guilt and sadness and happiness all blooming in her chest. She was sure if she was alive she would’ve been crying. She’s about to talk more when she feels disoriented all of a sudden, as she looks down she sees herself somewhat fading.
“Oh, ya I guess so. Guess this is goodbye. You’re gonna be fine Pete. I know it. Take care of yourself and Gizmo and tell mom and dad to take care of themselves and I’m fine don’t worry about it. You’re great Pete never forget that and don’t you dare blame yourself for everything that happens. Just take care of yourself…” Katie rambles trying to get everything out.
Peter watches her fade, then slowly, shakily stands up, wiping at his face one last time. He has to go tell their parents that their daughter is dead... He doesn't look at the blood on the floor or the cooling body behind him as he leaves the room.
Mod: happy Kill Tony Day!! sorry that the starter itself is so long hehe! I got carried away. To Tonys: interact as a ghost? An exhaustion and grief born hallucination? Whatever else you manage to think of? If you want Tony to be, y'know, alive, I posted a semi open starter called Dad's birthday and it's just for the Tony blogs!
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"Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown."
That's part of the note Tony wrote Peter in his will. The rest of the will didn't really matter; it was all expected, anyways. Peter hadn't wanted to hear it, was only physically present when he had to sit there and listen to it getting read out. All he could think about was how he should've been able to stop this, how he should've been able to prevent his own father's death. It wasn't a blaze of glory, like most people had expected. Peter hadn't expected him to die at all; he was immortal in his eyes, like all parents are to their children.
But no, it was a heart attack. He died of a simple heart attack, the end to, what, a decade of heart problems that stupid shrapnel in Afghanistan created? And now he is gone, and he isn't coming back. He'd been "dead" a couple of times: once when he was in Afghanistan, once when he was in Rose Hill. He came back both times, but he isn't coming back, and Peter knows that at the surface, had seen him die. Every time he walks into a room, though, he thinks he sees him in the corner of his eye, and it all starts again.
He hasn't really left the penthouse since it happened a week ago. He can't go outside without people asking about his dad and his death and how Peter's supposed to be getting trained to replace him in the company, and he definitely can't go to school, where people give him pitying looks just for existing. He's hardly slept, either, or really taken care of himself at all.
Today, though, he tries to go into the lab. He thinks he can handle it, that he can grab the packet he needs and get out of here, but the moment he steps through the doors, it's like he's pulled back into the memory. He can practically hear the rock music echoing off the walls. He can practically hear Tony's heartbeat, too, stuttering with more irregularity than it should hold. He imagines how he fell, then sees the screwdriver he'd dropped. It's right where it was a week ago. Peter just stares at the spot for a moment. Then, a choked cry escapes his throat, and he just sits where he'd been standing on the tile, curling in on himself with stuttering breaths.
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Katie had been working trying to make sure everything was fine ever since it happened. Well as fine as it could be seeing as her dad was dead. She still couldn’t believe it. She was going down to the lab to work on something just to stop herself from spiraling when she sees Peter. Katie immediately rushes over and wraps Peter in a hug.
“Pete, I’m here, I’m here, it’ll be ok, just let it out.”
"I know, I know. I...I know nothing I say is gonna make it hurt any less and I'm sorry I can't fix this. But it'll be ok Peter, maybe not right now, but you'll be ok. Till then you can cry or sob or be angry or do whatever you want."
"I know, I know, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I wish he was here too and none of this was happening. I know." Katie tries to keep her voice steady, to not let the tears fall, to not fall apart. She couldn't fall apart, she needed to be strong for everyone, for Peter.
"I miss him," Peter says. "I really really miss him. And I should've been able to notice- notice that his heart sounded wrong. I should've stopped it."
“I miss him too, but in no universe was this your fault. What happened…what happened was an accident, we all wish it didn’t happen, but it did and we can’t do anything about it but it’s not your fault. It’s never your fault.”
“I know, I know but it wasn’t your fault Peter. You…we live in the building with the most alerts. If Friday couldn’t detect it, if dad didn’t know what happening, how were you supposed to? It’s not your fault Pete. It’s not.” Katie runs her hand through his hair, hoping to calm him down, though it helped her feel grounded too.
"You can't save everyone and that doesn't make it your fault. We needed him yes, but Peter you're gonna be fine, there's nothing you could've done, because if there was I know you would've done it."
“Ya I’m fine, I’ve got everything handled. It’s you I’m worried about.” Katie tries to sound confident, the last thing she needs is Peter worrying about her.
“I’ll always worry about you, and you don’t have to be fine Pete, you’re allowed to be sad or angry or hurt.” Katie says purposely avoiding the last question.
“You don’t really need to have reasoning behind feeling things. Besides you don’t have to get anything done, you don’t have to worry about anything, if anyone bothers you just tell me I’ll take care of it.”
“You know you’re being surprisingly emotionally intelligent for someone who was sobbing and blaming himself for something that wasn’t their fault like 2 mins ago.”
"I'm not, I'm...it sucks ya, I can't believe he's gone, but there's too much to do, and I'm ok. I got this handled." Katie nods as she quickly wipes her face as a few tears finally escape.
"Nothing, I'm not worrying about anything. I've got it handled. All you need to do is process this and take care of yourself. Come on, let's get out of here ok?"
"Ok, we can watch a movie or something. Get your mind off of things." Katie smiles running a hand through Peter's hair softly before grabbing her StarkPad and moving towards the elevator.
Katie puts her hand on Peter's face and gently rubs his cheek. The elevator door opens and Katie takes Peter's hand, squeezing it as they walk towards the living room.
“I don’t but fine, I don’t need you panicking cause you’re worrying about me. You on the other hand definitely need a break and just relax and stop overthinking everything.”
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Mod: loosely continuing/inspired by some of the things that are mentioned in this rp with @potatogunkid-official (whose mod also picked between choosing this starter or another one so she's the angst addict not me I promise) except as an au!
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It started slowly. One day, his canine teeth were replaced with fangs. The next, organic web shooters formed within his wrists. He thought that was the last of it when nothing else happened at first, but it turns out that that's not the case.
He's collapsed on his bedroom floor, screaming as four new limbs rip out of the skin of his back. His pupils are blown out wide, and more eyes are actively forming on his face. All he can do is scream in pain and horror as it happens.
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Katie steps back, this was, this was terrifying, she didn’t know what to do. She wanted to do something cause this was her brother but her body refused to move.
“What’s, what’s happening? That’s god, we should do something.” Katie slowly starts to move towards Peter, she can’t see her brother like this and not do anything.
Peter hisses again, reaching a corner and pressing his back against it. He's still staring at Katie, looking more and more out of it with each passing moment.
"Peter, Peter come on it's me. You know me. I'm your sister. Your annoying big sister Katie. Come on, I won't hurt you, I promise." Katie wipes her face as tears start streaming down her face.
"I know, I know, I'm sure it does. We'll figure something out, ok? We can go down to the medbay or do something. I'm here Pete, we'll figure this out."
The elevator doors open and Peter hisses at the bright lights. The ones in his bedroom had been dimmed, and his new eyes are increasingly sensitive. He covers as many as he can with one hand and staggers towards a cot, doctors immediately swarming him.
A doctor immediately starts running a blood test, and a couple nurses end up having to try to sedate Peter and tie the limbs down because they're flailing so heavily. Peter moans, then collapses.
"We're not sure," a doctor admits, examining the limbs. "His DNA is mutating at a rapid rate. He's going to be okay, though, he's in no danger of death."
Peter lays on the cot, motionless, his eyes half-shut. He's not aware right now.
"We're doing what we can right now, which is keeping him from hurting himself or someone else. I... don't know how to resolve this," the doctor admits slowly.
"Well then find someone who does! I don't know who you need to call, my brother needs help so call whoever the fuck you need!" Katie shouts frustrated, with tears filling up her eyes.
Peter flinches, the extra limbs twitching minutely as his eyes flutter open and shut again. The doctor hesitates, then swallows and nods. "Miss Stark, I know that you're worried, but you need to calm down. He is stable, and we're doing the best we can."
Peter stands in the kitchen, an apron over his clothes and a smile on his face. He's supposed to be having some baking time with someone today, and thought he's a terrible cook, he could (in theory) be a passable baker, right? It's just chemistry! Even if he isn't, though, he's going to have fun hanging out.
He perks up as he sees someone walking in, his smile growing wider as he looks at them. "What're we making today?"
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“Well dad has done worse. Probably. But sure I’ll try them, but if I get food poisoning and die I’m haunting your ass. I can’t believe Harley is a secret expert baker.”
"Wow, that's crazy. I can't believe he didn't make something for me. We have like 0 decent cooks here, and he was holding out tragic. I'll force him to cook for me later."
Mod: a bunch of characters were getting turned into cats a little while ago, so why not dog Peter? To compensate for spider monster Peter
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A half-grown dog wanders into the tower. It's a labrador, brown and big-eyed, and it's tugging a large piece of fabric behind it that looks suspiciously like it could be the spider suit, though it's definitely been dragged through a lot of dirt and grime. He barks at the first person he sees, trotting up to them before headbutting their leg insistently.
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“Where’d you get that? You know Peter’s gonna kill you when he finds out you made his suit dirty. But it’s ok though I’ll protect you.” Katie picks up the suit putting it away before coming back to the dog and petting him.
Peter perks up at his name, but huffs when Katie puts the suit away. He pulls away from her hand, embarrassed that he likes being pet, then trots away to look for something useful.
Peter pauses, then looks back at her and wags his tail slightly before continuing on his way. He goes to his room and spots his laptop on his desk, then nudges at a few keys.
“Only you Peter, wow how do you get yourself into shit like this.” Katie shakes her head before pulling out her phone.
“Come on smile for the pic, you’re surprisingly cute as a dog.”
Katie follows him as she pets him as they go into the room. Katie opens the door letting Peter in.
"Gizmo, buddy I brought a friend for you!" Katie smiles.
Gizmo perks up from where he's eating at a toy and walks over stiffly approaching Peter and sniffing, but calming down somewhat after smelling him. Gizmo starts barking and wagging his tail.
“Pete maybe you should just stay a dog, that way I won’t have to worry about you killing yourself as often. Besides you’re so much cuter as a dog.” Katie jokes as she records Gizmo and Peter playing together.
“Pete don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself. What’s going on?” Katie moves over pulling Gizmo to the side and tossing him a toy before crouching down to Peter’s level.
Peter lays down and rubs his head against Katie's leg. There's a sparkle to his form, and in a second, he's himself, curled back-up on the rug with his head still against Katie.
“It was cute! I miss dog Peter already you aren’t nearly as cute as him. Why did the spell have to end so soon?” Katie puts as she picks up Gizmo who’s looking around confused and pets him.
"You put a bow on me and asked me if I ate dog food!" Peter protests. He realizes the bow's still stuck in his hair and yanks it out. "Didn't you miss your favorite brother?"
"The bow is adorable, and it was a valid question. I miss dog Peter, he's so much better than you Peter. Besides you're my only brother, and no i didn't miss you."
Okay, Peter's following all the lab safety procedures from here on out. Probably. Maybe.
He'd gone in there looking for a piece of his suit he'd left behind, then got distracted by a random vial of something that was laying on his desk. He's not entirely sure what it is, or even remotely sure, but he picks it up anyways and opens it to get a sniff and see if he can identify it. Key word: sniff, not waft. You never want to sniff things in a lab, but Peter doesn't think it's a problem seeing as he feels fine as he goes back up to the living room. He's wrong, but he doesn't know that as he sits down next to whoever's on the couch.
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"She's so sweet and really smart, and yeah she's the cutest!" Peter opens the door to his bedroom, and a brown tabby kitten immediately pops her head out from where she'd burrowed under his comforter. "Hi, Leia. This is Katie."
Leia comes up to both of them, rubbing her head against Peter's ankles and meowing for attention.
Leia stares at Katie for a second, then eagerly comes up to her hand and sniffs it. She bonks her head against Katie's fingers, requesting to be pet, and Peter laughs softly as he crouches too.
"You're going to gang up on me, I'm sure." Peter laughs, standing and going over to his nightstand to pull out a bag of cat treats. He brings them over and passes them to Katie.
“We definitely are. She’s gonna love me more than she loves you, there’s no other choice.” Katie smiles as she takes the treats and holds one out for Leia.
“Not possible, Gizmo already loves me more. Besides I’m just better, so obviously they’re both gonna love me more.” Katie smiles as she takes Leia in her hands and cuddling with her.
“You’re so cute, aren’t you? You’re so adorable, baby.”
Peter stands at a podium at the front of a room filled to the brim with people. They're mostly members of the press, reporters and photographers, and they'd all fallen into silence when he'd stepped up. The camera flashes subside for a moment, and he glances down at the paper that has what he's supposed to say on it. Despite the preparation he'd had with it, it's not going to help him here. He's not sure what excuse it contains, but he knows it won't do anything, so he goes a little bit off the track.
"My name is Peter Anthony Stark."
Okay, a lot off the track. He tries not to blink as more cameras flash.
"Yes, that Stark. My dad is Tony Stark, and my mom is Pepper Potts. They kept my existence private for sixteen years so I could have a somewhat normal childhood, but, well, I guess that normal childhood is over, now." There's a touch of bitterness in his voice at the end, a bitterness towards the people who spread his secret around until it exploded into this, and he doesn't bother to mask it. He inhales through his nose, and takes a half-step back from the podium.
"No questions at this time," he says as even more cameras flash at him. He tries not to look like he's rushing as he rushes out the door that's directly behind him, a relieved sigh escaping him as his eyes immediately come to a familiar face.
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"Thanks," Peter says into Katie's shoulder as he quickly hugs her back, then pulls away. "I really did? It felt rushed. Did I sound nervous? Because I was really nervous."
"Mom and dad can probably threaten them to stay away from your school, so hopefullt it's not too bad. If not just wear like a disguise, I'm sure you'll be fine."
"That is true. But I'll be fine. They'll get used to it, it's not like I'm some super famous person. I'm just the kid of some super famous person. It'll be fine."
“If you’re not rage baiting that just means you’re straight up stupid, which honestly I won’t be too super about.” Katie says when FRIDAY announces that the food is here.
"I'm a literal genius." Peter stands up to get the food, collecting it from the elevator and coming back. He tosses Katie a cheeseburger and sits down.
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Everything is a blur. Katie isn't sure what is happening or what had already happened. There's bits and pieces that she can remember, but mostly all she knows is pain. Everything hurts, every breath, every movement. The pain consumes her entire being, it feels like nothing had ever existed before it and nothing will ever exist after it.
Here, lying on the floor, she can finally breathe as she tries to take reprise from the constant pain, from the dreaded chair when every cell in her body screams at her. She tries to forget about each time they inject her with whatever bullshit they can come up with and all she can do is scream.
She can barely imagine the party she was at before the hydra agents ripped her away from everything, even herself. She can barley even imagine her family and even their blurry figures seem to be slipping away from every time the door to her tiny cell opens. She isn't even sure if they are real anymore or just a figment of her imagination she made to comfort herself, but she clings onto whatever comfort they can provide her.
Peter barrels down the hallway, dressed in his spider suit and screaming directions at Karen as he webs agents. He knows his sister's here and he's not losing her again. He's been looking for her for what feels like forever, searching and searching in what feels completely hopeless. He's only taken breaks long enough to keep himself functioning, catnaps and protein bars pretty much fueling him. Right now, though, he's using his full energy.
He slams into the cell and throws the door open with his super-strength. "Katie!" He nearly chokes on her name, his tone filled with grief and joy as he pretty much throws himself at her.
"No...no" Katie mumbles as she flinches back as the door opens up again and shoves herself against the wall. Nothing good ever comes out of the door opening, all it brings is pain and suffering. The figure that walks in seems familiar, but by now Katie's learned not to trust the familiarity. For all she knows this could be another hallucination, a trick her mind is playing. Or it could be worse, it could be a ploy from her kidnappers to try and gain her trust before shoving her back in the deep end. She couldn't let herself hope, because the more she hoped the more she'll break.
Peter pauses for a second, kneeling on the floor in front of her. She seems scared, and that scares him a lot. "Hey, Katie-cat. You're safe, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you. I'm here to take you home." He pulls his mask off, confident that he's taken care of the guards in this area for now, to show her his face.
"No, no...I don't wanna...please don't hurt me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't hurt me please." Katie shakes her head, her eyes closed, she didn't want to see whoever was in front of her, she couldn't let herself hope again.
"I'm not going to hurt you, no one's going to hurt you," Peter says in a soft voice, though the tone is a bit strained. "It's okay, it's Peter, I'm Peter." His hand extends, slowly, towards Katie's leg. "Your brother. You didn't forget me so soon, I hope. I'm pretty memorable."
Katie slowly opens his eyes and looks at the boy in front of her. That face was familiar, that voice was familiar, everything about this person was familiar yet she couldn't place it. Logically she knew that she had a brother. She knew she had a dad, a mom, a brother and uncles and aunts, but overtime every single detail about them had been ripped away from her. The faint memories were still there but in place of the faces were only blurry figures. Yet still, the name felt familiar, this man felt familiar, and stupidly against all logic Katie started hoping again.
Peter shakes his head softly. "No, of course not. I couldn't hurt you." That's one of his biggest fears, actually. "You ready to go home? Mom and Dad are worried outta their minds." He huffs a bitter laugh.
Peter softens, then shakes his head. "I'm not going to let them hurt you. I don't want you to hurt, either." He extends his hand, and his gloved thumb brushes against her wrist. "They can never hurt you again if you let me get you out."
"Yeah, I'm your brother. Your little brother." Peter grips her hand even after she's stood up, not wanting to let go. "We're in... We're in a HYDRA facility. That's why it took me so long to find you, I'm sorry. But we're getting you out now, okay?" He tugs her to the cell door.
Katie follows behind trying to get her brain to work and connect the dots. Everything hurt, but this guy was saying he was her brother and he was going to take her out of here and that was something right? That was all she wanted to get as far away from this place as possible.
"Nope, you're not Hydra," Peter says, trying to be gentle with how he says it. He leads her into the hallway. "You're you. You're really smart, and sarcastic, and way too concerned for my safety all the time because I do stupid stuff-." He webs a person in the corner of his eye. "Like walking into Hydra bases without backup to save my sister, and not telling my parents about it."
"Why would they lie? They were making me better, making sure I didn't lose control. I'm supposed to serve Hydra. I shouldn't leave." Katie mumbles as she starts panicking and stumbling back to her cell.
"Lose control of what? No, you're not, they're definitely not making you better." Peter grabs Katie's wrist when she starts stumbling away. "We gotta leave, Katie. They're messing with your head."
"I do, and I need to control them to be useful, because I need to be useful. I can't leave. You're lying, you're not my brother. They said no one will come, you can't be here."
"No." Peter chokes a little when Katie says this. "Yes, I am, Katie. Of course I'm your brother. I'd never lie to you about something like that, but they lied. I came, and I'm here, and I'm not supposed to be here but neither are you." He tries to tug her to the doors.
“I can’t leave, you’re lying, they’ll find me again and hurt me again. I need to stay, if I don’t follow orders I get punished. I can’t.” Katie tries to resist Peter’s grip.
"No, I'll never let them find you again, and I definitely won't let them punish you." Peter tries to keep his voice steady and uses a touch of his super strength to pull her along.
"No, I'm not! But if you keep screaming they'll hear and come and then they'll punish us both. Do you want your brother to become an even bigger lab experiment?"
Katie lets out a pained gasp and just freezes she wouldn’t wish that upon her worst enemy. She didn’t know if this guy was lying or if he was his brother but she knew she can’t risk that so she just lets Peter drag him wherever he’s taking her.
Peter heaves a small sigh. He didn't want to do that, but at least it worked. He pulls her along, breaking into half a run as he does so. They're almost to the doors.
Katie lets him drag her to the doors, even though everything in her body's hurting. Maybe Peter wasn't lying, maybe they were actually getting out of here, away from this hell. But before they could get out a handful of agents showed up in front of them.
Katie freezes when she sees the agents, she didn’t know what to do, they were so close to leaving yet now here they were stuck. The agents rush forward as they start shooting at them.
“Umm ya, I can’t…I can’t control them but I can try?” Katie closes her eyes as she tries to focus and make a storm. Everything hurts but slowly but surely storm clouds come up as rain starts to pour.
After a while with Peter’s fighting and the lightning and rain from Katie the agents are finally dealt with, the storm ends and Katie collapses on the floor her knees giving out from the exhaustion.
Peter shouts when Katie collapses, quickly moving to scoop her up in his arms. "You're okay, you're okay. Sorry, I probably could've handled that by myself. We can go now, okay? And we'll be home soon and you can take a nice shower and get as many cheeseburgers as you want and then sleep in your own bed."
Peter high-tails it to the tower from there, swinging through Katie's bedroom window just as FRIDAY opens it. It's exactly as she left it, and he lays her down on her bed before going to look for some comfy, clean clothes for her. He thinks it's better not to take her to anything that could resemble a test lab right now. "FRI, run vitals on Katie. Fast."
“Ms. Stark’s heart rate is incredibly high. She is showing signs of dehydration, starvation and a multitude of wounds. Some seem to be infected. There are also severe burns consistent with prolonged electrocution. Medical attention highly recommended.”
Peter stiffens when she says this, doubling back to Katie and picking her up. Taking her to the medbay will be fine, right? "Okay, uh, tell Dr. Cho we're coming." He hurries down to the medbay.
Doctors and nurses immediately swarm the cot and start treating her. After a while the doctor comes over to update Peter.
“She has extensive injuries but she’s going to be fine. We’ve stabilized her and started her on pain medication as well as some antibiotics for the infection. She’ll probably be unconscious for a little while because of the meds and the strain on her body but she’ll make a full recovery.”
Katie moves around a bit as she gain consciousness, her eyes fluterring open. When her eyesight finally clears she looks around the room before making eye contact with Peter, fear shining in her eyes.
“I…you’re not gonna hurt me? I…you’re my brother? I don’t remember.” Katie mumbles confused but the motion of Peter’s hand grounds her and helps her relax.
"You don't remember?" Peter's expression drops, but he tries to quickly cover it up. "Yeah, I'm not gonna hurt you. No one's gonna hurt you. We're going to take care of you, okay?"
"I'm...I'm Katie and you're Peter, ok, and umm this is our home?" Katie looks around the room suspiciously trying not to focus on how mechanical it felt.
“That is true, those were not fun. But we still could’ve done something small maybe. Just people you love. But this is good too, I’m glad I get to spend time with you today.”
“Well I’m not complaining. I love spending time together.” Katie smiles as they make their way down to the garage.
“I should drive you know, give you the whole birthday boy experience.”
Tony laughs. "Do you even have a liscence?" He teases, despite knowing the answer. "...I like spending time together too, kid," he adds after a moment, softer.
