After nding, Tony took Liam to his favorite pizza pce. Pepper was too tired and said she would go to the penthouse. Happy took her there, leaving Liam and Tony alone, while his parents also left for their home along with the others.

  Soon, Tony and Liam found themselves in a nice pizza pce. Siony was wearing a hat, nobody noticed him, preventing any otion. Liam wasn't famous anyway.

  As they sat and ordered pizza, they started discussing future projects. After a few minutes, Liam notiew ers ing in, gradually repg the previous ones, while their order remained on hold. Liam had always been aware of his surroundings, and when he observed these new arrivals, he sensed something was off.

  "Tony, we have pany," Liam whispered.

  "What?" Tony looked around, fused, but saw no one familiar.

  "You'll know soon enough," Liam said, and as predicted, Fury walked in.

  "You guys are like flies on a s. Just won't leave me aloony muttered. "I told you, I'm not joining your little boy band."

  "Nah," Fury said, taking a seat across from Tony while eyeing Liam. Instead of fog on Tony, he seemed more intrigued by Liam's presehe fact that Liam didn't react with surprise to his arrival suggested he had expected it. "You told me you work alone. How's that w out for ya?"

  "By the way, when I talk to you, should I look at the patch or the eye?" Tony quipped.

  "Hello, I'm Director Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. You must be Liam Woodworth."

  "o meet you. Since you're from S.H.I.E.L.D., I assume you already know everything about me. No need for introdus," Liam said, shaking his hand. His words shut down any further inquiries from Fury, given that he was expected to have all the intel already.

  As they spoke, Natasha appeared from behind, now her agent uniform. Tony did a double take, clearly not expeg it.

  "You're… fired," Tony said, irritated that someone from S.H.I.E.L.D. had gotten so close to him.

  "That's not up to you," Natasha replied smoothly.

  "Tony, this is Agent Romanoff. I assigned her to shadow you—especially after your ret stunts," Fury expined.

  "Yeah? Well, I suggest you apologize to Pepper," Tony shot back at Natasha.

  "You've been busy," Fury cut in. "Made yirl the CEO, gave away half your stuff to charity, handed yacy to this kid here, a's not fet the brilliant decision of peting in the Grand Prix. You're being a problem, Stark."

  "What do you want?" Tony sighed, clearly losing i.

  "Oh, it's not about what I want. It's about what you've been doing. You went full Rambo in the Middle East for days, and I had to up after you. Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to keep your mess under s? trary to what you believe, you're not the ter of my universe."

  Tony took a long sip of his Coke, slurping loudly.

  "You o get back to work and stop waiting for Mr. Death," Fury added.

  "It's Miss Death. Not Mr. She's sioo," Liam corrected, speaking up for the first time.

  "What?" Fury looked at him, fused.

  "Yeah. Death's a dy, not a guy," Liam said nontly.

  "Yeah, whatever," Fury dismissed. "Listen, Stark, I've got enough on my pte. You o step up."

  "I've tried every possible fix. There's no rept," Tony argued.

  "What if I told you you haven't tried everything?" Fury tered before revealing how Tony's father had left him a legacy. This caught Tony off guard, and Fury promised to send him the materials ter.

  With that, Fury and Natasha left.

  "He knew I was ahe moment we locked eyes," Natasha said as she and Fury got into the car.

  "How you be so sure?" Fury asked.

  "ion. No surprise. Not even a flicker when he saw me in my S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform. I'm not the best at reading people, but I tell—he knew from the start."

  "I checked the traffic footage. During the pier assault, his car left the garage aurned after the attack," Fury said.

  "Wao ask him directly?" Natasha offered.

  "No. He's dangerous. I saw what he did. That level of brutality doesn't mateone his age. Physically, he might be strohan Cap."

  "Boss, you think he's a psychopath?" Natasha asked.

  "Maybe. But for now, he's on the right side. Let's keep it that way. Assuming Liam is Wraithborn, Phil's close to him. Acc to Phil, Liam's just antisocial but well-liked, helps everyone, and is a star in his unity. So, for now, we keep our distano files, just quiet surveilnce."

  "That's not like you, Boss," Natasha said with a small smirk.

  "My hands are tied. The kid's not even legal yet," Fury admitted.

  "I guess I'll have to head out soon and wait for this so-called legacy to arrive at my pce," Tony said.

  "Yeah, you should go. Too much lore drop for one day," Liam teased.

  "Ha. I'll be expeg you at the Stark Expo. We finally show off the full capabilities of the shield," Tony said.

  "I'll be there," Liam promised.

  The few days turned intur days for Liam. But there were also some slight ges. Phil would e often to their garage and though Liam wouldn't go to the garage as much as before as he now had his owo work upon, he would see his face more often.

  And Liam also realized that he was now tailed by someohough the person always remained far, but he was there. Of course, a same person wouldn't tail him, as they seemed to ge daily. But it was there like a shadow that one couldn't get rid of.