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[174] エンジニア | enjinia | engineer
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Enjinia Chapter 3.
Summary: Tony's parents are killed by assassins when he is four. He is then taken in by the order until he is 21. He then leaves to take over Stark Industries. Then the Avengers come to live with him in the tower. Will he be able to keep his secret from them? Assassin!Tony AU. Set after The Avengers and before Iron Man 3, Thor: The Dark World and Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Word Count: 3068
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I fear I shall never own Marvel... OCs and plot are mine.
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Tony was woken by Jarvis after around four hours of sleep. It was longer than he got most nights. He lay in bed for an hour, just thinking. He wondered how long he'd be able to keep Enjinia a secret from the Avengers and how they'd react if they ever found out. He hoped they wouldn't. He really didn't want to deal with saying he trusted them not to tell anyone. Which he didn't. The only other option if they found out was to kill them all, which was out of the question and never going to happen for multiple reasons.
Tony sighed as he sat up. Thinking about stressful subjects such as this one was making his head hurt. Caffeine withdrawal also probably playing a part in that. He got up, he needed coffee and somewhere he could talk to Jarvis without danger of waking the others up. He let his memories of the layout of the building take him to the kitchen before he began to brew some coffee.
"What am I gonna do J?" He asked as he let the mug of coffee heat up his hands.
"What do you mean Sir?" Jarvis asked into the earpiece.
"You know. The Avengers are gonna find it obvious that I'm… Me."
"I wouldn't be so sure," Jarvis said. Tony smiled slightly.
"As much as I don't like them, they're not idiots. Natasha and maybe Clint should be able to recognize my gait and stance if they're paying attention and then Bruce would be able to recognize me if I talk at all, even with the voice changer."
"And what of Captain America and Thor?"
"Steve might recognize my figure, he is an artist after all. Thor.. I don't know. There's a chance he'd be safe but there's also a chance that he'd just be able to recognize me like that," Tony clicked his fingers, "he is an alien after all."
"Sir, the way I see it, none of them have any reason to jump to the conclusion that it's you."
"I guess," Tony said before downing his coffee, ignoring the way the heat burnt his tongue and throat. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and began to fiddle with it, absently making designs for SI to take his mind off of it.
He didn't notice the time pass as he sat working on his phone but before he knew it, he was joined in the kitchen by Vilkas. She didn't acknowledge him and he didn't acknowledge her, even though he had noticed her enter. She placed a full cup of coffee in front of him. Tony looked up, smiled at her and drank some of the coffee. He looked at the time on his phone, it was still rather early.
"Wasn't expecting anyone to be up yet," he said, locking his phone and placing it on the table.
"I can't say that I was expecting you to be awake. Of all people."
"What do you mean?"
"You strike me as the sort of person who'd sleep till noon given half a chance," Vilkas said.
"Nah, why'd I sleep when I could be doing work?" He asked, gesturing to where his phone lay on the table. Vilkas raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
The two sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before the twins, Cub and Densetsu, joined them.
"Tony, Vilkas." Densetsu said in greeting as he entered the room.
"Den, Cub," Tony said in response, Vilkas just nodded at each of them.
"Hey, Tone, I've been meaning to ask you something," Cub said, Tony looked over at the older woman.
"Shoot."
"What happened in Afghanistan?" She asked, Tony froze and didn't even notice the hand that instinctively went to his chest to protect the Arc Reactor. "I mean, the press said that you were lost but found a village and stayed there till they found you but that's bullshit."
"How so?" Tony asked, a noticeable coldness to his voice. He really didn't want to talk about Afghanistan to anyone.
"Well, it doesn't explain the night light in your chest for a start." Cub said, not getting the hint that he didn't want to talk about it.
"Cub, leave him-" Densetsu started.
"No," Tony interrupted, "you guys should probably know, just wait until the other three are with us too okay." He said, half hoping that they'd forget about it by then.
"Sure." Cub said.
It didn't take long from then for the mansion to spring to life. People began to wander about the halls, going to lessons or to get breakfast. Tony, Cub, Densetsu and Vilkas made their way to Vilkas' office where the others were waiting for them.
"Everyone get ready. We'll leave as soon as you all are." Vilkas ordered.
"Sure thing boss." Tony said as he, Rebekah, Kyle and Lucas left. They all got kitted up and ready in almost no time thanks to their experience, they met up with Vilkas, Cub and Densetsu outside by Tony's jet. None of them were wearing their masks but they were all holding them.
Jarvis opened the doors for them and they filed in. "J, take us to the Helicarrier." Tony ordered.
"Of course sir." Jarvis said, his disembodied voice making everyone but Tony and Vilkas jump. Tony smirked at their reactions. Everyones first reaction to hearing Jarvis was always amusing.
It would take them twenty minutes top to make it to the helicarrier. Tony hoped that Cub wouldn't bring up Afghanistan while they were going there. He wasn't lucky.
"So, Tony, you were going to tell us about Afghanistan.." Cub said, earning a glare from Tony.
"Oh, this I have to hear!" Kyle said. There was really no getting out of it now.
"Okay," Tony said quietly.
"Sir, I'm not sure that that's the wisest plan." Jarvis said.
"Shush Jarvis, I'll be fine."
"If you say so, sir." Tony glared at the nearest camera.
"Okay." He said louder than before. "I didn't get lost in Afghanistan. I got captured." No one was sure how to respond to that so they stayed quiet. "The terrorists were ordered to kill me but they were stupid and greedy so they tortured me to try and get me to make weapons for me. When I eventually said yes, the torture didn't stop. I made the first miniaturized Arc Reactor to power an electromagnet so that the shrapnel in my chest wouldn't pierce my heart. Then I made the first Iron Man suit and escaped."
The jet was deadly silent. Tony hadn't gone into detail but it was still enough for the memories to resurface. He knew that he was bordering on flashbacks but they were things he couldn't afford. Especially now.
"You were captured?" Vilkas asked after a few minutes, "how on earth did that happen?"
"There was a bomb with my name on it," Tony said, giving a weak smirk. Vilkas nodded before slapping him on the back of his head. "Owch!" Tony said, "what was that for?"
"You're an idiot," Vilkas said, her voice was caring though.
"Sir," Jarvis said before Tony could respond, "we're nearly at the helicarrier, I'd suggest putting your masks on now."
"Thanks J," Tony said quietly as he put his hood up and mask on.
A few minutes before the jet arrived, Vilkas called Fury, letting him know that it was them. They were cleared for entry.
The jet landed soon after that and the assassins left it and stepped into the Helicarrier. They were greeted by Fury, Coulson and the Avengers - minus Tony who suddenly felt very self conscious.
"Relax sir, you're going to be fine." Jarvis said into Tony's earpiece. Tony was glad to have the AI with him, Jarvis was almost like a safety blanket.
"Avengers," Vilkas said calmly, her voice changer was off signaling she trusted the director.
"Vilkas," Fury said in response.
"May I introduce you to my assassins?" Vilkas asked, before waiting for a reply she continued, "these are Densetsu and Cub," She said, signaling to where they stood either side of her.
"Pleasure," Cub said through her voice changer. Densetsu just nodded.
"And then we have Tagetto, Ignotus, Uzhas and, of course, Enjinia." Vilkas said, gesturing to each as she said their name. Each nodded in greeting. Tony hesitated slightly before he nodded.
"Assassins, these are the Avengers, Hawkeye, Black Widow, Thor, Captain America and Doctor Banner. This is their handler, Agent Coulson."
"I'd heard you were dead." Tony said to Coulson, the concern in his voice masked by the changer, everyone turned to look at him.
"Why would you care?" Clint asked, breaking the silence. Tony turned to him.
"I have my reasons." He said.
Fury decided that it would probably be a good idea to move to a meeting room at that point, he didn't need SHIELD agents to witness any more of this conversation. They all quietly walked to a meeting room.
Tony leaned against a wall and closed his eyes. It was something he often did when he was forced into meetings in the helicarrier and was more a habit than anything else. Fury and Vilkas started talking about the treaty and paper work and other boring things that Tony didn't much care for.
"Avengers, would you take the assassins to a training room? It might be good for everyone to have a little training." Coulson said, Tony opened his eyes and could have sworn he saw Steve look away from him, as if the man had been staring.
"Of course Agent Coulson." Steve said, "if you wouldn't mind following me." Steve then left, the Avengers fell into step behind him as did Tony, Lucas, Kyle and Rebekah. Densetsu and Cub stayed behind with Vilkas.
Steve took them to the largest training room. Tony and the other assassins placed their weapons down on a desk.
"Hey, Enjinia, what do you say we show these avengers what real hand-to-hand combat looks like?" Lucas asked. Tony smirked.
"You're on Tagetto, I don't know why you're asking me though, you've never been able to beat me."
"I meant as three against one." Lucas said.
"I'm in." Kyle said.
"Why not?" Rebekah asked, shrugging as she walked towards the training ring.
"I can take all three of you just as easily," Tony said, still smirking beneath his mask. It might be fun to show the Avengers what he could actually do for once. "Do you Avengers mind if I take these idiots out before any real training starts?"
"Go ahead..." Clint said, noticing how the assassins spoke like family members. This fight should be an interesting one to watch. Tony put his phone down with his weapons, it was hulk proof but he still didn't like taking it to fights with him.
The four masked assassins walked into the training ring, Tony was facing the other three. He waited for them to move first and predictably they tried to surround him. Lucas was the worst at hand-to-hand combat so Tony went for him first.
He threw an uppercut that hit it's mark while blocking an attack from Kyle with his other arm. He threw a couple more punches at Lucas but only one got past his defenses before Tony was expertly kicked by Rebekah.
The fight went on for a little while, the Avengers all paying close attention to the assassins' fighting styles. There were times when it would look like Tony was going to lose but he ended up on top and beat all three of the others. None of them ended up with any injuries and it was obvious that they hadn't put much strength into their moves.
"Well, congrats I guess." Lucas said, shaking Tony's hand. Tony laughed.
"You knew I was going to win."
"Well, yeah... but…"
"But you thought we might actually win for once T?" Rebekah asked, "like that was gonna happen."
"Especially since he's showing off for the Avengers," Kyle said.
"Whatever. I was going easy on him."
"Sure you were Target," Tony said, grinning behind his mask. It was almost like when they were younger.
"Your fighting skills are most formidable." Thor said.
"Thanks," Tony said, "we try."
"I'm sure your's are all better, I mean you have freakin' superpowers!" Lucas said.
"Stop fanboying," Tony said, rolling his eyes. He sat down and picked up his phone. He had designs to finish, plus he needed to check a few things on Jarvis' coding.
He was pretty expert at multi-tasking so he worked on his phone while keeping an eye on everyone else in the room; making sure they weren't killing each other. They seemed to actually be getting along quite well, better than Tony had expected at least. Steve then walked over to him.
"Hey, Enjinia…" He said warily. Jarvis stopped playing music and Tony locked his phone and looked up.
"Yeah?" He asked, succesfully resisting the urge to say Capsicle.
"Fancy a sparring session?" Tony stared at him for a second.
"A sparring session with a super soldier, I don't really want any bones broken today thanks." Tony said, he knew that Steve probably wouldn't break any of his bones but he was more worried that the man would somehow recognize him.
"I wouldn't break any of your bones," Steve said, possibly too loudly as it caught the attention of Rebekah and Natasha who were standing close by.
"Go on Enjinia, what's the worst that can happen?" Rebekah asked with a wink. Tony glared at her.
"He can control his strength you know," Natasha said. Tony really didn't feel like an argument. The easiest way to avoid one would be to just go ahead and spar but then Steve might somehow figure out that he was him.
"He's still the captain of the Avengers and has super strength," Tony said, it didn't really seem all that fair.
"And you've been training since you were what? Six?" Kyle asked, becomming part of the conversation.
"Five," Tony corrected.
"You've been training to be an assassin since you were five?!" Clint asked, genuine surprise was in his face; all the other assassins and Avengers were turned to look at Tony now.
"It's not that big a deal, these guys have been doing it since they were eight," Tony said, trying to shift the attention from him.
"But what about your childhood?" Bruce asked.
"What about it? I was rescued from an abusive household and raised as an assassin in an order that's practically my family. I only had a childhood thanks to these guys." Tony said, it was true. Sure it may not have been the childhood that most kids got but it was better than the one he would have had if his parents hadn't been killed and if the order hadn't taken him in; he didn't need to be a genius to know that.
"Sounds like stockholm syndrome to me," Bruce said. Tony frowned beneath his mask at that. It really wasn't stockholm, he'd willingly joined the order and they never at any point kept him there against his will.
"I chose to join the Order." Tony argued with Bruce, he of all of them should realize the importance of getting away from an abusive father.
"Why would anyone choose this life?" Natasha asked. Tony stared at her for a second.
"Because it was better than the alternatives; because assassins are strong; because I was four and needed to get out of a life where I'd constantly be pressured to be perfect and the press wouldn't shut up about it if I wasn't or maybe because I was still smarter than any other damn four year old ever and knew that if I joined the Order I wouldn't get hurt any more." Tony said, gradually getting louder as he did so.
"Enjinia. You need to calm down," Kyle said softly, placing a hand on Tony's shoulder. Tony ignored him.
"Don't make assumptions about me when you don't know anything about me!" Tony practically shouted.
"He has issues…" Lucas said, as if somehow that would clear everything up. Unsurprisingly, it didn't.
"You don't say," Clint said. Tony glared at him.
"Look, I don't know why you're all so fixated on me all of a sudden," Tony said, he really didn't need all of the attention from either team. He couldn't help but feel that his would have been so much easier if he'd come as Iron Man instead of Enjinia.
"Maybe because you seem to be the leader of this group and you probably all already know as much as you can about us. We just want to have the same advantage," Steve said calmly, obviously trying to calm Tony down.
"That actually kinda makes sense," Tony said, "although, you've already seen my fighting style and it's not like I don't have a file on the SHIELD servers too." Technically speaking, Tony had three files. One for Anthony Stark and the little that SHIELD knew about him, one for Iron Man and one for Enjinia. Tony edited the first two often enough, making sure there wasn't too much information about him or his past on there but he'd only read the file on Enjinia once. It was short and SHIELD really didn't know that much about him other than the fact that he was one of the most powerful assassins of his order. Tony had smiled when he read that; it was nice to see Fury giving him any form of praise for once.
"Seriously?" Clint asked, "you assassins have files on the server?"
"Of course they do, they're potential threats." Natasha said, because she'd obviously read them. Tony was beginning to wonder if there was anything about SHIELD that she didn't know.
He didn't really get the chance to think about it for long before the all too familiar alarm went off in the helicarrier. Tony instinctively reached for his wrists to activate bracelets that weren't there. He wasn't sure if anyone noticed but he really hoped that they didn't.
"Avengers assemble!" Captain America ordered. Tony began to gather his weapons and arrange them on his person. The other assassins followed suit. "What do you think you're doing?" The captain asked.
"Well, you'd have to be an idiot if you think we're going to miss a chance to fight a threat to the earth with the Avengers," Tony said, smirking beneath his mask.
Enjinia Chapter 2.
Summary: Tony's parents are killed by assassins when he is four. He is then taken in by the order until he is 21. He then leaves to take over Stark Industries. Then the Avengers come to live with him in the tower. Will he be able to keep his secret from them? Assassin!Tony AU. Set after The Avengers and before Iron Man 3, Thor: The Dark World and Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Word Count: 2738
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything except my OCs and the plot.
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Before the Avengers could really do anything else, they were ordered by Fury to help clean up Manhattan. While the others were up for it and ready to begin immediately, Tony whined, saying that he needed to fix the suit and a whole host of other things before he could possibly help with the clean up. That hadn't gone down well with Fury, even though he'd been expecting it, he threatened to call Pepper into the room which shut the billionaire up immediately.
The clean up was pretty simple although lots of hard work. The Avengers, other than Bruce, were in costume for the first week but after that there wasn't much need for the costumes, other than the Iron Man suit.
After three months, Manhattan was clear from debris and mostly fixed. Everyone had been surprised by how useful Tony had been once he'd stopped whining. He'd done the most work out of all the Avengers and was really the public face of the group. His philanthropy really showed too, funding hospitals and letting them use the big Arc as a power source till the power returned.
Then the work on Stark Tower began. Tony designed floors to fit the Avengers and had them built as well as modifying the floor that Loki had been beaten on to fit the Avengers needs, it became the communal floor. He also had the rest of the tower fixed.
Once all of the construction work had been done, Tony went back to Malibu. He didn't particularly want to spend any more time with four people who both hated him and he could never trust and he knew they wouldn't want to spend time with him. He felt bad leaving Pepper but she had work to do in New York so couldn't go with him.
Malibu was nice, safe. It had the bots, who Tony sent back at the first signs of trouble, Jarvis and a lot of land, including a beach, that he owned. It was a place where Tony wouldn't have to be Anthony Stark and could just be himself, a luxury that he seldom got to enjoy.
He flew over in a jet, leaving Jarvis to repair the Iron Man Mark VII suit and leaving Mark VI there too, because he wanted to take his training gear and couldn't really carry important things in the suits, just in case.
When he got to Malibu he took the case that contained his assassin equipment and put it on a desk before going down to the lab/workshop to check on the bots. The three of them made it obvious they'd missed him, nudging against him and trying to get their attention.
The second they did that Tony laughed and the mask that he had to wear in public seemed to fall. The smile he gave the bots was genuine and they could tell. They chirped happily in response to the obvious change in behaviour.
"I've missed you boys," Tony said as he patted them on their 'heads'. He then pushed past them to do some more work on one of his cars. Everything was going like it should. Like it had been before Iron Man and Stane's betrayal. He could almost pretend that none of that had happened. That he hadn't been tortured in Afghanistan and that Yinsen hadn't died.
He didn't pretend though. There was so much that he could have, should have, done. He could have stopped weapons earlier or paid more attention to what Stane did for the company.
The next day was peaceful and Tony spent it procrastinating. There were a few things he should have been doing, like new designs for Stark Industries, but they were just too boring. Instead, he took his tablet to the beach and worked on designs for the Iron Man suit as he sat, looking out to sea. That evening he did some training, he hadn't had the chance to do so as often as he'd have liked during the clean up and even though it was highly unlikely that he even needed to keep training, he still liked to be prepared.
There was a floor under his workshop that wasn't exactly secret but a portion of it was only accessible by him, which was where he'd train and keep his equipment when he was in Malibu. Pepper had never asked what was on that floor and Tony didn't ever bring it up. Pepper probably thought it was storage.
That was really how the month went, Tony occasionally doing work for Stark Industries but was mainly working on the designs for the Mark IIX Iron Man suit and his cars. He slept almost as often as he should have, knowing that there was no one who would see him have nightmares, usually about Afghanistan but since the Battle of Manhattan he'd started having nightmares about the wormhole and space.
One day, towards the end of the month, Tony had had a particularly bad nightmare and couldn't stop thinking about Afghanistan. He began working on one of the cars to take his mind off it but it wasn't working.
He spoke to Jarvis and the bots about it and they helped him, they, mainly Jarvis, helped him remember that it happened a long time ago and that he couldn't change the past. Although it didn't really help to get his mind off it he could see that the four AIs cared about him enough to be worried.
He put his spanner down and stared at the engine he was working on. He could see how it all fitted together and exactly what he had to do to improve it so he distracted himself. He worked on the engine for what must have been hours and only stopped when Jarvis lowered the volume of his music and told him that he had a video call.
He quickly cleaned up and took it. He was surprised to see Densetsu, Cub, Rebekah, Kyle, Lucas and Vilkas, the current leader of his section of the Order.
They were all in their training/casual gear, it was black and much lighter and thinner than the actual gear they'd use on missions and had accents in the colour that represented them. Vilkas' casual gear was red with white accents, showing that she was the leader of that section of the Order. Before a trainee chooses a name and is given a colour their casual gear is white with black accents.
"What's up guys?" He asked, knowing that it wasn't likely to be good.
"Enjinia," Vilkas said, she had a smooth voice and long black hair tied in a bun. She wore her glowing white contacts and Tony had never seen her without them so he didn't know what colour her eyes actually were. "As you've probably guessed, this isn't a courtesy call although we would all like to congratulate you on your astounding work as Iron Man in the past few months."
"Just doing my duty," Tony said, "what, may I ask, is the purpose of this call?"
Vilkas nodded to Densetsu and Cub, allowing them to tell Tony. "It's nothing serious," Cub said.
"We just have to renew our treaty with SHIELD and Fury has asked for us seven to represent the Order," Densetsu finished.
"But I just got away from all things SHIELD related!" Tony whined.
"Man up Tony, Fury can't be that bad," Kyle said. Tony glared.
"You've never met Fury," he said, "you do realize he'll probably ask the Avengers to be there too?" He asked Vilkas.
"We do. We assumed that it would seem more likely that Tony Stark wouldn't come than Enjinia though." Vilkas admitted.
"Also, you don't have to do what the mean man says little one," Cub said
Tony couldn't help but laugh lightly at that, "that may be Cubby but then the Avengers will hate me even more than they already do."
"Enjinia. I don't care what your little superhero team thinks of you and we all know you don't either. I am, however, directly ordering you to come with us to represent the Order," Vilkas said, showing her authority.
"Of course Vilkas," Tony said, "I apologize for my stubbornness earlier."
"You are forgiven," Vilkas said without hesitation. She grinned at Tony, "I'll tell the younger ones that Enjinia is coming, they've heard so much about you."
"Do they know I'm Tony Stark?"
"No, would you like them to?" Vilkas asked, knowing the answer already.
"Nah, leave it as a surprise," Tony said grinning. He looked at the other five who were in the room, "it'll be good to see my family again."
"Oh. My. God. Who'd have known that the great Enjinia had feelings?!" Kyle said, joking.
"But in all seriousness, it'll be great to see you too bro!" Lucas said.
"Okay, when Fury calls me I shall do my best to get out of it, I'll get on a jet now as he's likely to call soon."
"Come straight to the Order and bring all of your gear!" Rebekah said.
"Yes ma'am!"
Jarvis cut the call and Tony said goodbye to the bots as he made his way back downstairs. He packed the large case that held his gear and went into a different jet than the one he came in. This one didn't have the Stark Industries logo on it and he knew wasn't being tracked by SHIELD.
With Jarvis piloting, Tony sat and awaited the call from Fury. He got it an hour into the flight, it wasn't a video call like he'd been expecting, just a voice call.
"Fury! What's up?"
"You are to get your ass back to New York now Stark!"
"Sorry, can't do that."
"And why is that?"
"Don't want to," Tony said, a bored tone to his voice.
"Don't make me send my agents to Malibu to get you."
"That would be a cute gesture, the only problem is, I'm not in Malibu," Tony said as he put a hand to his forehead. Fury really annoyed him sometimes. "Why do you want me in New York anyway?"
"I don't have to give you a reason Stark. I need all of the Avengers to come to the Helicarrier, which is currently located over New York."
"Fury, you know better than anyone that I'm a consultant, not an Avenger."
"That may be but you are the public face of the Avengers and I need you to come here!"
"Tough luck, I'm busy," Tony sighed and hung up. "Jarvis, how long till we get to the Order?"
"Another few hours sir."
"Okay, wake me when we get there," Tony said before closing his eyes with the intention of falling asleep. He knew that the chances were, he'd have a nightmare either from Afghanistan or the wormhole but he was tired and wanted sleep.
As he slept, he dreamt of the wormhole. The feeling of being lost in space, trapped there and running out of oxygen. When he'd directed the bomb into space he hadn't been thinking of himself or making Iron Man look good as a few people thought he had. He'd been thinking of Pepper and Rhodey and the Order and everyone else he cared about who were in Manhattan. It was only after Pepper didn't answer her phone that he got scared. He realized that he was all alone in the large expanse of space with no oxygen and that if he didn't make it through the wormhole then his body would be lost forever. He had expected himself to die then and in his dreams that was always what had happened.
He woke up in a cold sweat a few minutes before they arrived and could tell he'd been thrashing, panicking. It took him a little bit of time to realize where he was and by the time he'd made himself look presentable they'd arrived at the Order. He grabbed his case and left the jet, slipping an earpiece in as he did so that he'd still be able to talk to and hear Jarvis.
From the outside, the section of the Order looked like a small mansion, this is because it was. Tony walked to the back door, as the Jet was 'parked' round the back. He knocked and a young assassin opened the door.
"Tony Stark..?" She asked, she didn't realize that he was Enjinia as the older assassin's identities were generally kept from the younger ones if they never visited the Order. Tony looked at her and smiled warmly.
"Enjinia," he corrected her as he walked into the mansion. It hadn't changed much and for that he was thankful. He walked through the corridors, remembering them. As he walked through them he passed a few trainees. They all looked at him with slightly confused expressions but shrugged it off and continued on their way.
Tony walked up to the room that he believed to be where Vilkas was and was relieved to find that she hadn't changed rooms in the rotation of leaders.
"Tony!" Rebekah said as he entered.
"Rebekah!" Tony said in response. "Kyle! Lucas!" He nodded at the two of them before turning to Densetsu and Cub, "twinies!" He then turned to Vikas and bowed his head. "Vilkas," he said with respect in his voice.
"Enjinia," Vilkas said with the same amount of respect, "You'll be staying in your old room with the other three, there should be plenty of suitable clothes for you to wear there. I shall introduce you to the rest of the Order at dinner which is seven so I'd suggest gearing up for that"
Tony nodded before leaving with Rebekah, Kyle and Lucas.
The small group were joined by Densetsu and Cub after an hour or so of them catching up in their old room. Tony had the biggest smile on his face that he'd ever had. He hadn't seen his true family in too long. Tony had long since changed into his 'casual' clothes that he'd brought with him even though there were more in the drawers with his colour.
Cub gave him a big hug which Tony returned, "I've missed you little one," Cub said.
"I've missed you too Cubby," Tony said as they broke the hug.
The six of them spent the evening catching up with each other completely. The only thing that Tony didn't tell them about were the flashbacks and nightmares. He didn't want to worry them with trivial things like that.
As it was approaching seven, Tony changed into his 'normal' gear, bandaged up the Arc so the blue light wouldn't shine through, put his mask on and contacts in. He then arranged his weapons on his back and belt properly, the collapsable adamantium bo staff in a holster on his belt, the, also adamantium, katana on a holster on his back that was kept on by a diagonal strap that went across his chest and the rifle on top of that, making an X on both his back and his chest. They then all made their way to the main hall.
Tony was introduced as Enjinia and said hello through the voice changer. He could see the one young assassin who knew that he was Tony Stark, she was eagerly looking at him, waiting for him to reveal himself.
He took the mask off and there was a collective gasp as people realized he was famous. He knew he was going to be swarmed after dinner and be stared at throughout but he didn't mind. The Order were his family and so they deserved to know who he was.
After dinner, which he'd spent at a table with the other six and a few other members of the Order who he had spoken to a little, he was indeed swarmed by the trainees. Lucas, Kyle and Rebekah watched for a while smirks on their face before eventually saving Tony. They had been surprised by how well he'd taken it though.
After that, they went to bed. The next day was going to be a long one and they'd need their rest. Tony was still uneasy about going to SHIELD as Enjinia as he was almost certain that someone would realize that it was him. He left his earpiece in, instructing Jarvis, who had already been uploaded into the Order's camera system, to wake him if the nightmares looked at all obvious.
Enjinia Chapter 1.
Summary: Tony's parents are killed by assassins when he is four. He is then taken in by the order until he is 21. He then leaves to take over Stark Industries. Then the Avengers come to live with him in the tower. Will he be able to keep his secret from them? Assassin!Tony AU. Set after The Avengers and before Iron Man 3, Thor: The Dark World and Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Word Count: 3330
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Last I checked, I don't own the Avengers, Marvel or any of the characters. OCs are mine though (not main characters).
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Four year old Anthony Stark sat on the floor of his room. He wasn't playing with building blocks or stuffed animals or anything else that children his age would generally play with. No. He was playing with pieces of technology, fitting them together and working out how to make them work.
He was being watched over by his only friend and butler Edwin Jarvis. Tony liked Jarvis. He was nice and comforting. Jarvis was always there for Tony when he needed him. Usually this was whenever Tony had seen his father.
Howard was not nice. Not safe. Tony didn't like him at all but he wanted, needed, him to be proud. Howard would always say he was proud of his son to the press but Tony knew otherwise. Howard would often tell Tony how much of a disappointment he was. Tony was a smart boy though, he knew to act like a happy family when they were out of the mansion. He had thrown a tantrum once and Howard hadn't been happy at all, Tony had learnt from that mistake.
Tony didn't talk very often because of Howard. He didn't like it when his father told him to be quiet so he just stopped talking. He could talk a lot better than most others his age but rarely did, even around Jarvis.
Suddenly, there were loud noises coming from downstairs. Tony heard his mother scream. It was a fairly common occurrence so he thought nothing of it. A few seconds later though, he heard something that was not a common occurrence. The sound of screams turning into a strange strangled gurgling.
Jarvis told him to stay put while he went to see what was going on.
Tony was never very good at following orders.
He waited until Jarvis was gone before getting up to see what was going on. He walked through the mansion to where he had heard the sounds from; his father's study. He was hesitant to go inside as his father never let him.
After plucking up some courage and pushing the door open he nearly screamed at what he saw in front of him. His father looked like he was resting his head on his desk but Tony could see the blood that was pooling around him. He also saw his mother. Her throat sliced open and lying on the ground.
He knew that they wouldn't be getting up again but he didn't feel anything. He didn't like the sight of the blood but he didn't care that his parents were dead. It was a hollow feeling, one he wasn't sure if he liked or not.
He also saw the figures in the corner. Both dressed in black with black, wooden masks that had bright colours on them and had glowing contact lenses in. One had two cyan blue lines tapering off at the ends that ran diagonally across the face, crossing in the middle, their contacts were glowing the same cyan colour. The other had emerald green around the eyes, like thick eye liner, and going diagonally across each eye, their contacts the same shade of green. The green one cocked their head and stared at him for a second before Jarvis came into the study, gasped and took Tony away. He hadn't noticed the figures.
The two assassins were now alone in the study with the corpses. "What's going to happen to the boy?" The one wearing green asked as they left through the window. Their voice was going through an enhancer so it was impossible to determine the gender.
"Who cares?" The other asked back. "We did the job, we're not the ones who have to deal with the aftermath."
"Don't you feel a little bad for taking his parents away from him?"
"No."
"Awh, come on Densetsu, have some feelings."
Densetsu stared at the other one, as if trying to figure out some hidden meaning in the words. "Cub, he's too young to join the order."
Cub shrugged. "He's a genius. I'm sure he'd cope, besides, did you see how he reacted to the bodies?"
Densetsu sighed. "Fine," they said, "but if we're taking him then he's your responsibility."
This was rewarded with a quick hug from Cub. "You're the best!" They said. "Now we just have to figure out how to take him."
A few hours later, at midnight, the assassins came back to the mansion. They had cleaned up considerably and sneaked into Tony's room. They woke the young boy up.
"Anthony," Cub said, the enhancer was off and her voice was quite clearly feminine, "would you like to come with us?"
"We'll take care of you." Densetsu said, his voice was masculine.
Tony blinked up at the masked people above him. They were adults and strangers so he shouldn't speak but their tones of voice were soft, like when Jarvis would talk to him.
"Anthony," Cub said, sitting on the floor now, "do you want to become an assassin?"
Tony knew what an assassin was. He knew that they were almost untouchable. That if he became one then he wouldn't have to worry about people mistreating him again. He smiled and nodded.
Densetsu gently picked Tony up. He was slightly surprised when the boy flinched. He then took him out of the window and they quickly ran through the streets to a private jet that they got on. Tony fell asleep again pretty soon.
Densetsu and Cub took off their masks and contacts, revealing them to be very similar looking. Both had a fair complexion and brown hair. They also both had blue eyes.
"You should try to get some sleep too." Densetsu told Cub who nodded and closed her eyes.
When Tony woke up he was in a strange place. It took a moment for him to remember the events of the night before.
He was welcomed into the order with open arms. They liked having the little kid around and he settled into life at the order pretty quickly. He began to speak a lot, knowing he wouldn't be punished for it, and began training on his fifth birthday.
He was being home schooled by some of the older assassins who had already got their degrees. He took a particular interest in mechanics and engineering although he excelled at pretty much everything they threw at him, both academically and in his training.
When he was eight they brought in some more trainees of his age. He got along with them surprisingly well with three of them and they made a good team. There was one girl and two boys and they all quickly became a tight knit group of friends, almost family. The girl was called Rebekah and the boys were Lucas and Kyle.
Rebekah was small, with dark skin and long black hair and brown eyes. She was tough though and very smart, not as smart as Tony but she wasn't far off. She was feisty though and angered easily. At first she was only in the group because she wanted to annoy the boys but she soon grew to actually like them.
Lucas was the tallest. He had very short blonde hair and blue eyes. He didn't talk often but whenever he did it was always well calculated. He was a pretty private person but he opened up to the group. He didn't really get along with other people too well and so having such a close group of friends meant a lot to him.
Kyle was pretty average height wise and had brown hair and green eyes. He was a strange one and was extremely immature but he still somehow managed to do everything that was asked of him efficiently.
By the time they were ten, Tony was an expert in at least four kinds of martial arts and was doing extremely well academically too, already being more intellectual than the average high school student. He also knew how to speak and understand roughly twenty different languages. The others were a little behind on him but that was to be expected considering that he'd been training for longer than them. At ten they were allowed to choose what weapons they wanted to learn how to master. They were allowed two combat weapons and one ranged weapon or vice versa depending on what they preferred. They were also all given colours. These colours would be what colour their mask would be when they got it.
Tony's was a yellow-gold. He was happy with that, gold was always a colour he liked. Lucas' was scarlet, Kyle's was an indigo blue and Rebekah's was a light shade of lavender.
They all took their time over it, with help from the other members of the order. They all found their first choices pretty easy. Tony chose a three foot katana. He forged it himself with help from the blacksmith and bound it's black handle with gold tape. The hand guard was a simple gold one and the bottom of the handle was the same gold colour.
Lucas' first weapon was a long bow. The arrow tips and fletchings were scarlet as was the handle on the bow. Kyle chose twin sais, wrapped with indigo tape and Rebekah picked twin butterfly knives with lavender handles.
They all went hunting together once they had picked their first weapons and got pretty good at using them. They were slightly put off at the thought of killing innocent creatures at first but they soon grew to love their hunting sessions.
Their second choices were harder. Tony decided to go with a sniper rifle. Not many of the assassins actually used one so he mainly self taught himself how to. After some consideration, Lucas picked another ranged weapon. A crossbow. It's bolt tips were poisonous and scarlet. Rebekah picked what was technically a ranged weapon, throwing knives. They were plain steel although they would later be engraved with her chosen name in lavender. Kyle eventually picked a battle axe. He had trouble with it at first but eventually learnt to master it.
Their third choices were the hardest of all. Tony went with a long, wooden bo staff that he carved. The tape on the handle was his trademark gold and it had a concealed blade in one of the ends. Lucas went with a yari spear, it's binding scarlet. Kyle went with throwing knives and got help from Rebekah on how to use them and Rebekah picked a thin rapier, the handle lavender.
They went to New York when they were thirteen to a section of the order that was stationed there. The section was like a family. It was a relatively small one and everyone knew everyone. Densetsu and Cub had come with them.
By the time they were fifteen they had mastered all of their weapons and were finally allowed to go on their first job. They were all nervous but excited at the same time, their black masks had no markings but they wore their coloured contacts and were to leave a token that marked the order and their colours at the crime scene. The token was just a simple black feather but it's edges were coloured gold, scarlet, indigo and lavender.
The job was simple enough, kill an extremely corrupt cop. He had asked Densetsu why they killed people once and he had told him that they only killed people who were making the world a worse place. The ones who were beyond redemption. He had accepted that. Densetsu had also said that sometimes they did jobs if they were offered enough money although that was usually millions.
The cop should have been easy but Tony had hesitated. He had then thought about all the people who were walking free because of him, murderers being among them and took the shot from his rifle. The bullet hit it's mark and Lucas put the feather on the corpse before they all left.
They went on a few more missions, alternating who took the kill and at sixteen they were given masks. Tony's had golden markings on it climbing up the left cheek from the chin in a techno pattern. It also had the gold pattern coming from the right side of his forehead down to the right eye. He was allowed to choose his name. He picked Enjinia, the Japanese word for engineer.
Lucas' had circles of scarlet in a seemingly random pattern. He picked the name Tagetto, the Japanese word for target. Kyle's had indigo around both eyes and the left had detail like it was cracking with a long crack leading to the chin. He picked the name Ignotus, the Latin word for unknown. Rebekah's had no detail on the left side but on the right it had three thick lines all tapering off at one end. Two were above the eye and one was below. She picked the name Uzhas, the Russian word for terror.
They each began to leave tokens at their kills. Tony's was a single bullet for a sniper rifle engraved with the name Enjinia on one side and with a techno pattern on the other. Lucas' was an arrow, the wooden shaft engraved with the name Tagetto. Kyle's was a throwing knife with the name Ignotus engraved in indigo on one side and cracks on the other. Rebekah's was also a throwing knife with the name Uzhas engraved in lavender on one side and three lavender stripes on the other.
At 17 Tony got his first degree and heard news that Jarvis, his old butler, had died in a car accident. He tracked down the driver who had been drunk when he hit Jarvis' car. That was the first time he ever killed for vengeance.
At 19 he got his second degree and met a young SHIELD agent while he was masked and on a solo mision. He had begun to get a reputation as he was one of the most skilled killers, killing over one hundred and fifty people in the space of the three years he'd been active. The agent was able to recognize the techno patterned mask. He wasn't hostile as SHIELD had a kind of truce with the order but was by no means friendly.
"Enjinia I presume." He had said.
"You presume correctly." Tony said. "May I ask your name?"
"Coulson." The agent said. "Agent Coulson."
"Okay." He said. "What do I owe the pleasure of bumping into you Agent?"
"We heard about a death. I presume that was your work."
"It probably was." Tony confirmed. "Now, if you'd let me be on my way I'd like to get back to my order before they start to miss me."
"You're lucky your order has a truce with SHIELD." Coulson told him.
"You do realize that even if we didn't I'm allowed to do anything in the means of protecting my identity." He smirked behind the mask as he saw the agent step back slightly. "Now, if you don't mind, I really must be going." The agent let him go with no further comment.
Tony dropped a bullet on the roof that he'd met the agent on. He wasn't sure why he did so but he saw no harm in doing it. Coulson had noticed and picked it up.
At twenty one Tony officially retired and returned 'from the dead' to take over his company from Stane. He still took the occasional job but they were very few and far between, only being called on when he was actually needed. Often these were jobs with his three best friends. He continued his vigorous training at night, often claiming to have gotten drunk which was why he was generally tired in the mornings.
The press had been all over him when he returned, asking where he'd been for eighteen years. He told them that he'd run away and been put into the system. It was an alibi that had more than enough proof to back it up thanks to the order and so the press and public accepted it.
He made three robots in quick succession. Dum-E 'Dummy', U 'You' and Butterfingers. They were each AIs with a mentality parallel of a five year old's. He then went on to develop an extremely advanced AI that he named Jarvis after his old butler. When asked what JARVIS stood for he would give the joke answer; Just A Rather Very Intelligent System.
He built a tower for Stark Industries, the power source being an Arc Reactor, an old design of his fathers. He had made a hidden lab bellow the basement and a floor that was even more hidden, underneath the lab that only he, Jarvis and the bots knew about. It was where he kept his gear from when he was an active assassin and where he spent most nights training.
He had problems with trust and getting along with people. The first lesson he'd ever learnt was to trust no one outside of the order. He hired and fired assistants almost twice a week until he met Virginia Potts. She had pepper sprayed his security the first time he met her so she gained the nickname Pepper. He had tried to fire her once but she refused to leave. This made him happy as he didn't seem to get along with anyone other than Stane and a man he'd met one day who soon became a friend, James Rhodes or Rhodey as Tony called him.
Stark Industries was a weapon company so Tony saw no reason to change it, not realizing how many people were being killed by illegal sales of his weapons.
He had been kidnapped after demonstrating the new Jericho missile and even with his abilities he couldn't get away from it. He hadn't been trained to withstand torture. He did okay though and managed to build a miniaturised Arc Reactor to keep shrapnel from an S.I. bomb from entering his heart. He had then built a suit that had cost a friend their life. He had liked Yinsen, the man who was trapped with him in the cave but the man had died so that Tony could live.
Tony had stopped weapon production when he got back. Stane hadn't been happy. The order had though and Pepper seemed to be okay with it too so that was all that really mattered.
Then he had had to kill Stane. That one had hurt him and he really hadn't wanted to do it but he knew that the man deserved it and would have killed him otherwise.
He had become Iron Man. A vigilante. He liked the attention he got from that and it meant that he got to clear the streets of scum again. He also met Agent Coulson for a second time. Thankfully, the man didn't seem to realize that he'd already met Tony once.
Captain America was then found and revived. He didn't remember much about the captain other than Howard had always been searching for him and there was random memorabilia all over his old mansion so he wasn't particularly excited. He did know that it was his technology that let it happen though and for that he was proud.
He had then gotten involved in the battle of Manhattan and found out that he really didn't get along with anyone he was meant to be working with other than Bruce Banner and that was probably only because he was the closest in intellect to Tony.
They had all come to live with him in his tower after that. Except Thor who had gone back to Asgard with his brother.
Tony wasn't sure how he was going to cope living with a super soldier who he really didn't get along with, two assassin/spys who he could probably never trust and a man with serious anger issues while still keeping his secrets secret.
He was pretty sure he'd find a way. Hopefully.
Happy birthday juleen! Ilan taon na? 😊
12 pa lang talaga Dex! Alam mo naman yun dba? HAHAHA