The Gen-Z Avenger| Book 2

023| Am I The Villain, Stark?

I checked my Twitter hashtag when I was chilling in the elevator after ending some careers.

When I dipped, I posted a video, the same video the Avengers got to see. It was posted on Twitter and Instagram, then soon enough was on every news channel in the world. The hashtag was started soon after, the #findY/N was treading on and off for years.

Quite sad because they were never actually going to me.

But sometimes I liked to see that people really cared, these twelve-year-olds with fan accounts that made tiktok accounts were hit the worst. Sorry guys.

As I flicked through my phone, standing in the elevator that was travelling through the many floors of Stark towers, which suddenly just stopped. The idea that the Tony's Starks elevator had broken down didn't sit right with her. She knew he was supposably and debatably a 'genius', so this wasn't something that would happen.

Then instead of flying up, the thing went straight down. I guess someone was desperate for a conversation.

The elevators stopped and the doors slid open, revealing Steve and Tony standing before me, dead serious looks on their face.

Instead of acknowledging them both, I push straight through them, eying up the obviously placed bottles of bourbon that were just dying to be poured.

"You're not old enough to have that.." Steve quietly spoke as I poured a glass.

"I'm 22, legally I can. But then again, the law doesn't really apply to me, apparently, murder laws don't apply to you both either.." I shrugged, finishing the pour and turning to face them.

"You can't do that, you can't go after senators, you can't keep being up the past! If you want us to work together, we have to move past this!" Steve complained.

Poor little victim.

"That's too bad Rogers, you can't stick a bomb in my neck and ruin my life, then expect me to just move on! But you know I do have to ask, who did it? Who was the lucky guy that pushed the button? Who thought they killed the famous Madam Mayhem?" I sipped my drink and stared them both down.

"We dropped it, we didn't actually push the thing!" Tony cried out.

"You've had four years and the best you can come up with is that you dropped it? You really are pathetic.." I rolled my eyes.

They were lost for words, even though it was all they could say was total bullshit. You cant make the victim a villain right now, as much as Stark could try to.

"You left us Y/N, you ran away. The public hates us, the Avengers are gone, you ruined us!" Tony deflected.

"Am I the villain, Stark? Or did you just need me to be?" I asked in a quieter tone.

He couldn't answer that one, neither could Steve.

"Because if I'm the villain, what does that make you?" I hissed at him, finishing the glass and pouring another.

"We could have worked this out Y/N-" Steve tried to speak.

"Like you could have worked it out with Sharon? I know all about that, Captain. You should know that I will not hesitate to kill her if she so much as enters my eye line.." I answered the shocked American fanboy back.

"If you are so adamant that this titan guy is gonna kill us all, then why won't you tell us anything? You obviously need a team because yours is gone, so don't pretend that you don't have a motive for being here!" Tony thought he did something there.

"I do have a motive, it's revenge. Not mending a relationship with you both, not ruining your life's, although that would be fun. It's revenge. You don't have to help me, you just have to tolerate me.." I replied, sipping my drink again.

"We can tolerate you, on a condition.." Tony bargained.

"Name your price.."

"We both, do not want you to let the world know you are back.." Steve said.

"Alright, I can live with that.." I lied.

In truth, I had plans for letting the world know I was back that involved a certain phone call with a certain producer. Did you think it would just be a post on Twitter that said 'hey y'all, the bitch is back'?

I'm way better than that.

"Do you need me for anything else? Or can I get back into that elevator you hijacked?" I said, putting the glass down.

"You can go.." Steve mumbled.

Nice to see I was allowed to do something under their watch.

Although it won't be nice to see what I do next.