#nimaedinger

The carriage came to a sudden stop as Tony finished. The fire burning in him quickly ran out as a cold realization hit. They were found out.

The man leading the carriage was gone in the blink of an eye just as the roof magically lifted away on a wave of red. "Tony, get out of here!" Howard shouted as members of the military were now visible once the roof was gone. The boy tried to rush out of the carriage, stumbling to the ground. He barely had enough time to get back to his feet and jump away from the metal blade swinging at him. Tony ran from the assailant, stopping when he heard his father's voice. He turned to see the soldier set his boot on Howard's chest to help him pull the dripping sword out of the man's stomach before slicing his throat. "Dad!" Tony cried, but there was nothing he could do. The soldier looked over at him as civilians screamed.

Tony stared back, only vaguely aware that the chaos of the moment was not limited to just them, men of the respectable army on a killing spree. He felt cold, frozen in place as the man marched forward. Tony started running again; he was going to escape!

"Ah!!"

He fell to the ground after being struck in the back. He hadn't realized that there had been another so close. Tony could feel his clothes dampening from the blood. He had to get up, had to fight back. Pulling off a glove, he conjured up enough electrical energy to zap the attacker in the chest, sending them down.

Tony gasped for breath as he shakily stood; the solder from before, the man that had just killed his father, was at him now, wildly swinging his sword at the boy. Tony managed to block with his arm for the first blow, but he wasn't a fighter, and the soldier's second swing slashed open his chest. The teen frantically held his bare hand in front of him as his gloved one covered the fresh wound, and he tried to back away. "B-back," he weakly stated to the soldier, "or I'll... k-k-kill you..." The man stopped following him a moment before he was hit again by yet another, the force knocking him to the ground.

This was it.

"Are you the one? Is this your trickery?" demanded the soldier that was now on him. Tony couldn't answer, could only stare back as he saw the fear growing in the young man's blue eyes, bright red glowing at the edges.