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The Devil's Apprentice

Summary:

The paths we follow hide demons under them.

They stood up to the Devil himself, and in the end, they managed to win. Their lives have returned to normal, but you know what they say: The greatest peace is before the storm. A hurricane was literally waiting for them.

After all, every ruler has a successor...

Notes:

Surprise! I know I said I would be back in late December or early January, but we have a lockdown again, which gave me a lot of time for the things I needed to do and now I can slowly start translating! <3

For those of you who are new here, this is the second part and you definitely have to read the first part in the series, otherwise, you won't know what's going on. We write this on Wattpad with my friend in our native language and I translate it into English. So please note that English is not my native language, I do what I can.

I hope you are all well in these difficult times and look forward to the sequel as much as we do! So far we have written a beautiful 74 chapters. You can look forward to more Natasha and a little of her past. This time we will treat ourselves to more scenes with princes of Asgard, especially the dark-haired one. Of course, the familiar faces of the villains must not be missing, but new ones will join us as well so that it is not boring.

Let us know, how much are you excited about it! <3

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

"Pep, Peter! I'm home!" Tony exclaimed cheerfully as he finally unlocked the door and stepped into their house. He was gone for a while and couldn't wait to see the two of them again and hug them properly. He missed them. He stepped into the living room with a wide smile on his face. He knew he would find them here waiting for him. But the smile suddenly froze on his face, and his whole body froze as he stared at the tied Pepper, who lay motionless at the tall woman's feet, and Peter with a gag in his mouth, a knife attached to his neck. His sharp blade shone in the light. Tony looked up a little higher and met the triumphant look of a brown-haired woman who was scary but still beautiful.

"Tony, dear, that's enough that you showed up too! I'm very glad you decided to join us," she snarled contentedly, and as if she was bored, she ran with a knife lightly along Peter's neck, leaving a not so deep scar. A few drops of the boy's blood clung to the blade of the knife, and Tony felt sick to see the helplessness clearly written on Peter's face.

"What are you doing here? Leave them alone. Leave us finally alone," he hissed, walking toward them, but spider webs shot out from somewhere and bound him tightly as if his legs had grown into the ground. The brunette smiled smugly and clenched Peter's hair in her fist. He muttered something to the gag.

"But honey, you won't run away from the past. I have a right to you. And you know very well that I do not have the nature to give up. Or have you forgotten? Did you forget about me and how good we were together? Tell me... what I don't have, but Pepper does? What led you to get together with someone like her?” she snorted mockingly, slipping disgustedly at Pepper, who was as pale as a wall.

Tony groaned inwardly, trying to figure out how to get out of this mess. "Tell me what you want. I'll do it, just leave them alone. Don't hurt them," he begged her.

She laughed out loud, the sound bouncing off the walls, and Tony's hair on the back of his neck bristled. As if the air in the room had cooled. "How humiliating it must be for you. Humiliate yourself like this. Beg me. Do you know what I want, Tony? I want you. I want Pepper's death. I want you to watch her die. I want you to help me with my research. Created a new army with me. I want to use Peter for my experiments. At least he would be useful," she said mockingly, and Tony saw the red. He clenched the handcuffs, wanted to pounce on her and strangle her himself. But he couldn't. The spider webs did not break.

"You're a monster. You'll burn in Hell for this."

A devilish smile appeared on her face. "Are you sure, Anthony?"

And then he fell. He found himself in the parking lot. Some cars were on fire. People were horrified, screaming, and running away in panic. Tony struggled to his feet and saw a man with long, dark hair walking down to him like a veil along his half-covered face. He fixed his murderous, cold-blooded eyes on him, then aimed his pistol at him. He started firing and Tony just dodged.

"He's my friend..."

"Anthony Stark," the dark-haired man growled as he got close enough to him. He drew his knife and attacked Tony in a few precise movements. But it didn't surprise him this time.

"You don't deserve that shield..."

"I'll kill you," Bucky Barnes promised, stabbing him in the stomach with one quick motion. Tony gasped and dropped to his knees. Bucky scanned him at the last glance, then turned on his heel and strode away.

"Tony..."

Tony was bleeding. He was lying on the ground, his hands pressed to the wound on his stomach. He was alone. And he was dying.

"None of this would have happened if you came back to me. And you know it very well," a familiar voice came to his ears. He closed his eyes. Maybe he had lost so much blood that he was going crazy.

"Get out... from here," he hissed as hard as he could while she placed his head on her lap. She smiled at him and stroked his hair as if he were a small child.

"But Tony," she told him gently, running a long fingernail along his face. Satisfaction flashed in her eyes, a devilish glint... "You know very well that you will never get rid of me..."

He gasped loudly and sat up quickly. His heart was pounding, his blood was pounding in his temples, and his clothes were sweaty. It was dark in the room, and as he wandered to the clock with a shaky look, he found it was half-past two in the morning. He exhaled, trying to calm down. He ran his hands through his hair, and then the mattress beside him arched, and he felt a tender hand on his shoulder. He looked back. Pepper watched him intently.

"Tony? Is everything all right?” she asked quietly, still a little sleepy.

He tried to smile, which she couldn't even see in the darkness. "It's okay, honey," he tried to reassure her. His voice shook a little. The dream was too vivid. "It was just a dream." It was as if he reassured not only her but also himself. He lay down next to her again and she kissed him briefly. He closed his eyes. But he knew he wouldn't fall asleep again. It was just a dream...