The Stark Paradox

"What happened? Hey, am I the only one out of shape?" Xingbiao looked at his stunned companions and the members of the Illuminati who didn't say or do anything, really didn't understand what happened, so He poked his closest good brother, Hawkeye, and asked in a low voice.

"Oh... God..." However, the other party opened his mouth and only gave him this puzzled answer.

"Oh... Clint... little bird, glad to see you are still alive and kicking." Clint's voice made Tasha notice him standing in the back row blocked by the captain and Thor, she turned her head to face He smiled.

In her last memory before she died, Clint had died because of Wanda's loss of control.When she came back, Reed didn't have time to tell her about Clint's return, but Tasha still felt that she didn't look particularly excited when she saw him... Probably because she had encountered too many things that she already knew It is difficult for an old heart to be too surprised by something.She just smiled teasingly at Clint.

"Oh...*...iron can..." The person who was named blinked and quickly recovered his thinking ability.

"So this is what's being concealed? Richard? T'Challa? What the hell is this clone or a Skrull?" The captain frowned, the first thing on his mind was that it couldn't be possible.

"Captain, this is her, Natasha Stark, I guarantee she is the real person." Reed retracted his extended hands and neck, and replied.

"..."

"Let me just say, I'm ashamed to call myself a superhero if I haven't died a few times this year." Clint, who had died once, accepted this well, so he shrugged behind him.

Obviously, the captain and Thor present had experiences similar to Clint's, so they quickly recovered their thinking and looked at each other. After Thor nodded, the captain temporarily believed Reed's statement.

"So you hired a weapons expert, because you couldn't make the bomb yourself?" Obviously in his heart, the return of his friend could not make him forget the real business, but he couldn't confront his friend who had been dead for many years —not now, not when their last impressions of each other stopped at the Civil War over the Registration Act—so he turned to Reed and the Panthers.

"Oh, that's a very serious accusation." But it wasn't one of the two who answered him, or even Doctor Strange or Namor standing behind them.

And that one, she shrugged when everyone turned to her "If I wasn't sure the law still protects me, I'd sue you for not having any pants left."

This kind of slightly familiar ridicule makes people not only feel a little nostalgic, but it is only a momentary thing, and the illusion is soon broken by Thor, "This is not the time to joke, Natasha."

"Who is joking with you?" The person who was pointed shrugged, raised her head and looked straight at the person she was facing. There was no trace of guilt or cowardice in her eyes, but she was as firm as the Stark they knew." So, why don't you sit down and let's have a chat?"

"I've talked to you enough." The captain took another step forward, his shield clasped in his hand, and an invisible aura spread out from him as he walked forward... Obviously Captain America knew something It's time to overwhelm the opponent in momentum.

"You know it's useless, Rogers." Tasha also took a step forward, looking at Captain America without blinking - very few people can do this, under the complete deterrence of Captain America Seeing him "So your lineup is a god, a galaxy defense plan, and two agents, and my side is three emperors, a supreme mage, two technical nerds and...a Hulk." It seems to be to verify her words , outside the temple, a heavy object fell to the ground, causing a slight ground shaking, "Do you still want to continue, Captain Rogers, beat me as hard as you did when you registered the bill?"

Steve's grip on the strap of the shield loosens at this moment.

"So, let's talk." Tasha glanced at the other party's relaxed arm, exhaled and tilted her head, sweeping away the aggressive tone just now, and said.

She turned her head and walked back to Reed and T'Challa, then turned again and nodded to the others. "Two cups of coffee, let's talk about solutions."

"So, I still haven't followed the script... Would someone please explain to me?" Xingbiao still couldn't understand the way and content of their conversation at the end, so he asked the people around him for help again.

"She's Natasha, Natasha Stark." Finally, the other Natasha, who couldn't bear to see the junior's stupid face, sighed and explained.

"Oh?" Xingbiao was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly searched his memory for a huge portrait of the original Avenger on a certain wall of the Avengers Building, so he changed his tone, "Oh!"

******

It was dusk when Tasha walked out of the temple again.

"The talk went well?" A silver Pontiac slid quietly to her side, and there was a brisk voice from the built-in speaker, and then the door popped open automatically.

"Oh, you know me best, honey." Tasha jumped into the car, lay down on the two seats side by side, turned a comfortable position, put the coffee on the protruding tray, and covered it with one hand. "It's okay, it's easier than I thought. You know it would be a lot easier if the Avengers nodded."

"Hmm... I don't understand what I said, but I'd like to hear it."

"You are the best." Tasha turned over on the chair and whispered. She hadn't slept for 42 hours, and Tachara used extreme means to drive her out to rest for a while.

"Hey...Tasha..." After more than ten minutes, Jazz suddenly spoke softly, a little cautiously.

"kindness?"

"...It's nothing...I think your friend has something to ask you." Jazz paused, and then changed the subject.

"?" Tasha opened one eye, and saw the big Asgardian god looking down at her through the car window.

"Thor?" Tasha raised her head, looking at the reflection of the other's helmet in the setting sun, she cringed a little.

"Have time?" The other party said briefly but in a kind tone, which was the subtext of an invitation.

"Uh... I think so..." Although Tasha didn't really want to talk to the other party now, she had no reason.

"..." Tasha sat up and was about to leave, but Jazz didn't open the car door.

"Sir, let me go out." Tasha rubbed her eyes, patted the steering wheel and said.

"My new friend...maybe a little protective." Tasha and Thor walked away a few steps and looked at Pontiac not far away.

"We are very pleased with your return...and so is the captain."

"Oh... Actually technically I didn't... Forget it, thanks," Tasha said, kicking a rock on the ground.

Thor was considerate and didn't say anything, but stood there patiently and waited.About 5 minutes later, Tasha finally raised her head again, "Thor, I'm not a good person, and I'm not sorry about what happened during the Civil War."

"..." Her words seemed to be expected by Thor, so he opened his mouth, but was stopped by Tasha's raised hand.

"I'm not sorry about the civil war thing, people always say we always have a choice, but it's not always a friendly choice... If there was an invasion today and we didn't make a teleportation system... you would blow it up for us Earth on the other side?"

"Sacrificing another Atrium for your beloved Atrium?"

"I'll do it, I'll blow it up, whatever the captain wants to say, that's the way to go, I'm a scientist, I believe in numbers and not in miracles. We're standing here talking because we're very lucky."

"Like Civil War, I chose to clone you, and I'm sorry for that, but if I didn't know the outcome, I'd make the same choice over and over again, because I had no choice, and if we didn't want to lose because of the desperate situation And super serums get more casualties."

"So I'm not a good person, Thor." She finished with her head bowed, and felt a hand on her shoulder.

"I forgive you."

"We are very grateful for your help at this critical moment..."