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Carol
Friday 5th August 2016
Carol Danvers didn't arrive straight away. It had taken her a few days to reach Earth when the Avengers had found Fury's communicator calling out to her.
They'd kept sending out the signal, wanting to know who Fury had called before he had become a victim of the Snap.
Much like this time when Fury called her, she didn't arrive until a few days later.
Natasha had agreed to remain with Fury until he could be truly certain of her identity and that she wasn't a Skrull.
The fact she had known how he had lost his eye was a big point in her favour however Fury wanted to be sure she wasn't a Skrull and Carol would be able to be certain.
She'd been allowed to inform Tony who hadn't been happy with leaving her with Fury; however, she had asked him to stay out of this as it meant they would be able to get Carol on their side if they agreed to Fury's wishes.
Suspicious in nature, Fury wanted to be sure before he could fully put his trust in Natasha.
She'd been surprised he'd allowed her to contact Tony but it was a welcome one.
Natasha had remained in a small room, quite happy to wait to ally Fury's fears. He'd find out the truth soon.
At least they had given her access to a datapad which suggested Fury believed her but he wanted Danvers to have the final say. She'd have gotten bored rather quickly.
Though Fury was technically retired he was still running what remained of SHIELD in the background, away from the public's eye.
Sitting on her bunk with her legs crossed over, Natasha closed her eyes. Now was a good time as any to practice using her powers.
Show me Tony.
She knew she could sense him, that she could trace him through their connection.
She wished she could understand more of it.
She saw him in her mind's eye. He was in his lab at the Avenger's Facility with Peter Parker.
They seemed to be designing something. She was seeing out of Tony's eyes as she had before when he'd been imprisoned by Ross.
This was an ability that could be useful. It was a shame Tony was unable to reach out for her though he would know she was there as he had recognised her before.
Tony, do you mind? I'm bored sitting in this room waiting for Danvers… Just wanted to explore what I can do…
Still seeing out of Tony's eyes, she felt him jerk a bit. He hadn't noticed her there, so absorbed in his work he had been. She watched as he wrote 'I don't mind' on a scrap of paper to his right.
Thank you. She hadn't wanted to intrude upon his soul without permission. Of course, there would be times when she may need to do so but in this instance she wanted him to have the choice to allow her access to his soul.
She decided to delve deeper into his soul. She could feel him all around her, his emotions, his worry for the future, his intense desire to do things right.
Images flickered up in front of her, of his life and she felt mortified she was partial to specific moments of his life. There was no order to them, random snippets jumping out of her.
And then she saw it: Tony engaging Thanos, tugging on the Infinity Gauntlet, desperately trying to wrestle the stones from him.
She saw Thanos throw him away, proclaim proudly that he was inevitable only to snap his fingers and nothing was there.
She saw his realisation that the stones had been stolen, turned his attention back to Tony who revealed them on his right hand, settling into place on a nano-built Gauntlet, set into his suit.
She saw Tony say 'I am Iron Man' and snap his fingers before pain wrecked through his entire body and the energies of the Infinity Stones burned his body, destroying cells and causing organ failure.
She felt his body failing as he lay in the dirt…
No!
Natasha pulled back out of the memory, panting heavily, still connected to Tony's soul. What she had witnessed had not affected him in real life.
She'd travelled too deep into his soul. Glancing back at the cascade of memories she noticed a small glow from behind them.
What is that?
Natasha pushed onwards and felt an intense power rush over her as she flowed past the memories, and found herself in a darkened room, faced with a glowing ball of rippling energy which seemed to be set at the very centre of Tony's soul.
Entranced by it, she stepped forward, feeling drawn to it. She could feel her own body responding to it, vibrating to the energies that sat within Tony.
What is this?
It was power.
This was proof Tony had powers.
But what was odd about it was the ball of energy seemed bound, tied together, as if there was an invisible barrier there, preventing the energy from being unleashed.
Spiritually she reached out towards it…
Her fingers brushed against it and static electricity coursed up her arm in a variety of different colours.
It was too quick for her to catch all of them but she'd at least recognised red and purple. She almost felt drawn to them. Her curiosity grew.
But why can't he use them? She stared at the ball of energy, marvelling in its beauty.
That was the most baffling part of this discovery. The knowledge he had the capacity for powers the same as her, yet she could use hers with no trouble but Tony… He couldn't. He refused to believe…
Oh… Is that the reason? Because he refuses to believe he has them?
She phrased the question in her mind, hoping the inner voice would answer but it didn't, slightly disappointing her.
She wanted to push on further, exploring past the ball of energy but as she tried to move around it she struck a hard, invisible barrier.
Ow! Natasha wasn't one to give up and she pushed herself forward again.
This time the invisible barrier glowed brightly as she tried to push against it.
And then she went flying backward as intense pain spread through her, pushing her further away.
Yanked backward by an invisible force, Natasha felt herself being pulled back to the edge of Tony's soul, being yanked out completely and back into her own body.
Her eyes opened and she was back in the small quarters she had been given.
Shaking her head and allowing her red hair to fall down her shoulders, Natasha leaned back against the wall, her mind whirring with the information she had obtained during her search of Tony's soul.
She had a lot to think about.
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