Unveiled•Phase Disconsolate

Fractal Complexity

"You're being annoying."

Yao spoke over them almost as if a mom would to bickering siblings, "Nonetheless, training you wouldn't hurt much; at least we gave you the offer. What do you say?"

Isa glanced at Stephen, his lips were sealed, but not a scowl or frown formed. His eyebrows were raised slightly, his hair messy over his forehead as his scarred hands rub each other through old habits; even she could tell he wanted to help her train, even if he wouldn't admit it.

She glanced back at Yao quickly, noticing the frightening calm smile glowed across her face. Her head tilted in anticipation. Isa let her crossed arms fall, the contact with her hips echoed throughout the realm as she speaks, "Why not. It's not as if I was looking forward to talking to Tony and the Spider Boy."

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"What do we do?" Peter panicked quickly, poking Isa in her arm, but I quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him away, "Don't touch her! You don't know where she's been."

"Mr. Stark! She's not an animal."

"She ain't human either, and I don't wanna clean up your brains after she finds out you touched her."

When I glanced at Peter his head was bowed, his eyes focused on the meditating Wizard across from us. Isa laid sprawled on the ground from the previous attack. I wasn't watching much, I was too tired to care-but Peter informed me that Stephen walked up to her-and in his words: 'Did a cool karate chop thing' and both of them were...gone.

"What do you think he's doing?" Peter hums, hovering over Stephen. I squinted my eyes just slightly, realizing the Wizard was hovering above the ground gently-his annoying-sentient cloak must be holding him.

"Do you think he can feel things?" Peter's arm reached out towards Stephen's face, but the collar of the cloak slapped his hand away. I sighed, standing up and stretching my back, "Honestly-I wouldn't know. These wizards are freaks..."

I began walking towards the windshield of the ship, Peter following closely as he begins again, "Doesn't that mean you daited a freak?"

I practically spun on my heels, a mistake on my part-I know, I made it too obvious. But as I regained my composure I spoke within a boom, "When did you find out about that?"

Peter balances his weight between his feet anxiously, but as I placed my hands on my hips he began, "I got the hint that something happened when she decided to fight you at the airport and then-protect you."

I scoffed, turning back around. As I analyzed the controls of the device my voice decided to speak without me, "You don't mention her again or I'll blast you in the shoulder."

Peter practically sucked up his next words as he stood at the other controls, his wide eyes-I felt them peering at me. It was a ray I despised, "What."

"Do you think they're...gone? Thor....Ty—"

"Jesus, you really want to get on my nerves right now don't you?"

"No Mr. Stark it's just I don't believe it! You said if I disagree with you I should say something about it."

I grabbed a mechanics disk off of a desk, I wanted to attempt to make the controls smaller so I could land us safely, but this conversation was distracting me from doing so, "I also told you to shut up when I tell you to."

"But Mr. Stark—"

"Can it!"

"Mr.—"

"Dude!"