mutantwolfiekit

[mutantwolfiekit]

S.O.S.

Hi dad! @ink-stained-antichrist

Hey kiddo, how ya doing?

[mutantwolfiekit]

he glanced at her. "...really? That's it?"

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"I'd rather not test that theory so please," he waved his hand dismissively as a 'go ahead sign'.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"If you have a way that won't make mu knuckles bleed, by all means." He hummed as followed, watching her gauntlet.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Don't. Its... pretty much what I was bred to do." He hummed then stepped aside and flicked his tail down the hall, gesturing or Serean to continue leading the way. When she did start to step, he grabbed the buddies and hauled then behind the corner, out of sight from others.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

S.h.i.e.l.d file

Credit to @serenastark-official for the idea, and they have the link for the original!

[mutantwolfiekit]

Ace gave no answer before he lunged from the corner, tackling the two guards. One gave a short squeak of surprise but it didn't last long as it was followed by two snaps and the bodies went limp.

Once sure they weren't getting back up, Ace stood up, fur slightly ruffled. "We ghost past them and they might have came back around." He grunted.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

He nodded a bit. "Same with the guy who created me. Threw my brother off a roof once and tried to kill me. Now he would die himself for my family. Not so much for me I think though." His ears perked as he heard a clang sound. "Sh." He whispered quickly, listening for more.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"...At the time yes. But I suppose he's um.. redeemed himself now." Ace spoke, tail twitching uncomfortably "last i know of at least."

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Yes and no. They expirimented on me, but they didn't create me." He responded, avoiding eye contact, looking down the hallway. "You can thank another crazy person for creating what you see. Mostly."

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Supersolider wolf assassin?" It was his turn to smirk. "That, is the best name I've been called and the nicest at the same time." Je teased. He looked down the corridor as well, back to being serious, ears alert. He sniffed; no human scents around so far. "Anything in particular other than a piece of tech im looking for?

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

he gave a short nod of confirmation and followed her, his paw steps making barely any noise on the ground. He peeked over her shoulder to look down at the map, taking it all in. "Alright." He grunted. "I'll keep my eyes and ears out. Anybody comes around, you stay hidden or something. I'm sure they'll know you as a Stark, me, they'll just recognize as a mutant spy. I can handle them."

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Usually id be fine with it. But it's your mission, I'm the simple boots to your dora." Ace teased lightly, grinning slightly. His ears twitched at evry little sound.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Sounds like the usual case." He mused, half to himself, the cold air making his breath come out in small mist puffs. "Hudra possibly?" He cocked and eye.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

"Howd they steal it?" Ace asked as he walked over fully. He towered over her with his height, but kept enough distance to not seem as threatening. He stared at the holographic image with a nuetural expression, not all that impressed. He shifted his paw pads along the cold ground, ears still perked for sound.

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

the Anthro wolf weighed his options: on one side, she could be tricking him. She could secretly be part of hydra. However her scent wasn't blood and corpses so.. unlikely. Another possible outcome was-

Ace shook his head. God he really needed to stop doing this. Sometimes he had to put a little trust into someone. Also the idea of going home sounded both good and bad...

"Alright, you have a deal." He sighed. "What's this... thing you have to get?"

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."

[mutantwolfiekit]

his daughter. His eyes widened slightly with surprise; he wasn't aware Tony had a daughter. Interesting. "Serena... nice name." He complimented. "Well-" he sighed and ran a paw through the back of his neck. "It's a complicated situation that I believe we don't have time to take a deep dive into. But yes. It's a multiversal headache. Even for Mr. Strange."

Location: A high-security underground vault in Zurich. Time: 2:37 AM. Objective: Retrieve a stolen Stark Industries prototype before it falls into the wrong hands.

Snow crunched beneath Serena's boots as she pressed herself against the cold metal wall, her breath coming in quiet puffs of mist. The facility was eerily silent—too silent. Her gut told her this wasn't going to be a simple in-and-out job. Adjusting her gauntlet, she tapped her earpiece.

"C.A.R.L.O.S., tell me something good."

Define good, Miss Stark. If you mean the dozen heat signatures moving toward your position, then I regret to inform you that the news is quite bad.

Serena exhaled sharply. "Screw it. Let’s improvise."

Her HUD flickered as she scanned the room ahead—dim emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows. The prototype had to be close. But so was someone else.

A noise. Footsteps.

Serena raised her repulsor, eyes narrowing. Ally or foe? That was the million-dollar question.

"Alright, whoever’s out there, show yourself. You’ve got three seconds before I start blasting."