New Beginnings (Marvel/Mlb crossover)

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I sit in the middle of the room, entirely awake and alone. People are still observing me, but they glance up, watch me for a few seconds, then type in the computer. I know that I am still an experiment to them, so I do my best to ignore them and just wait.

I begin to get bored, having nothing to think about, or to do. I suddenly hear my name being shouted, and it sounds like Tony. He sounds pained and hurt, and I instantly stand up, being at the door in less than a second. I begin to pound on it, and turning towards the mirror. "Let me out!!" I yell, pounding on it as hard as I can.

"Please! He needs help, please!" They continue to just stare at me, and I plead towards them with my eyes. "Tony needs my help!" I scream at them, but they continue to stare, typing rapidly into the computers. "Tony!" I scream, being extremely loud.

I hear my name again, and I am positive that it is him. I look towards the useless people again, and begin to beg. "Please? He need me! Please!" They don't do anything, and I say cataclysm. I feel the dark energy run though me, and I touch the door, making it crumble into dust. I run through it faster than I thought would be possible, and I also begin to use my wings, being even faster.

"Tony?!!" I yell, needing a response. He yells it again, and I run towards it at full speed. I run past a room, and hear him. I instantly barge in, and I see that it is another empty room, just instead this one is dark. Pitch black. Even with my night vision, it is still black.

I go into the middle of the room, and on a recording from some speakers, I hear his voice again, but I realize that it is just a recording. "What?" I ask in a broken whisper, completely wrong about the fact that he is here.

I walk slowly out the door, making my way back towards the white room. I get there, and build the door again by waving my hand. I go into the back corner, and curl into a tight ball around myself. I begin to silently cry, but they turn into sobs that have me gasping for air and shaking my whole body.

I sit there, crying, and can hear the storm outside, even from all the way down here. I cry harder, wishing that I was still normal, that nothing was wrong with me. That I could feel however I wanted without causing the world to be in fear. Once one evil is gone, another one replaces it.

I replaced Thanos.

I gasp in realization, without even realizing that I did. I don't want to kill half of everyone, but I became evil when I felt hate. When I broke the barrier that protected the world from me.

I begin to furiously shake, and I slowly lift up my head from my knees. I stare at the ground with my red puffy eyes, and continue to shake. I gasp for air, which seems to no longer exist. I continue to gasp and shake, trying to control myself. I hear someone yell, "Calm her down! The storm outside is too bad! People will die!" I look up towards the glass, and see Loki.

He is staring at me with terrified eyes, and I instantly snap out of it. I take in a deep breath, and air exists again. I stop shaking after a minute, and the entire time I am looking at Loki. He leaves the mirror room, and come in through the door.

"You ok?" He asks, and walks closer to me. "Am I an awful person? Actually, don't answer that, I know the answer. But, do people think that I'm the bad guy?" I ask, ignoring his question. I continue to stare at the same place on the floor, and the feeling of numbness takes over me.

"People don't know if you can be trusted, and a few people think that you are, considering that you killed a few people." He answers, sitting next to me. "So because I'm different, and lonely, and no one understands they hate me. I am the new villain to them."

He nods, and continues to look at me. "I need Tony." I say in a flat tone, basically begging for the only person that cares about me for me to come see me. Him and Loki are the closest, and I have a few other avengers, but I am still lonely.

"How did you take it when you found out you were adopted? That you were never your father's biological son?" He shrugs, and says, "I wanted to be better. I didn't fight Thor out of revenge, I wanted to show the man that I was good enough, that I could be a king, even though he never really cared for me. My father loved me, but he kept that secret from me and all I was ever told was no. When I was hanging off of the bridge in space and I saw my father when he grabbed Thor's ankle, there was another no. So I let go."

I nod, sort of understanding what he said. I slightly laugh to myself, and look at him. "You me and Wanda are basically in the same boat then, huh?" He laughs, and nods. "But the difference between Wanda, me, and you, is that Wanda and I have learned to control ourselves. That is all you need to do. Control yourself then you are free."

I smile, and say, "I understand." He nods, and then sighs. "We want to know all of your powers today. We are gonna be testing them out. We wanted to see how far away you could hear. That's why you heard Tony."

I nod, and he stands up, leaving the room.