An Average Day as a Hero.

In her room, Elizabeth was moving around and doing her morning deal. She got dressed quickly and made her bed. She had on blue jeans and a red long sleeve with a bomber jacket over it, concealing two handguns. She tied as much of her hair into a ponytail as she could, having to take a few attempts.

After departing with Ken, as he went to his room, Trent made his way into the penthouse main area, with the kitchen visible from it. "Morning Felicity." He said, not looking in her direction as he sat down on the expensive recliner that sat facing outside. After kicking his shoes off, he yawned and turned on the T.V. Yet again nothing important. An aging Donald Trump running again for the eighth election, probably going to lose again. He flipped through the channels, boring, boring, boring. Nothing. "Anything important today?" He asked her, still not looking in her general direction as he scrolled through the overly large television.

"How'm I supposed t'know?" the Scottish girl asked with a small smile, taking a sip of water. She watched the TV from over Trent's shoulder. "Nothin' I can really tell. Just what's on the news, really. Did ya hear about that event in Hell's Kitchen a few weeks ago?"

"No, actually I didn't. What is it?" Trent asked, turning around and looking over his shoulder at her. He didn't hear much about anything the past few weeks. He had spent most of his time in the lab, working on new things that would probably never see the light of day. New suits, really anything. All going to just collect dust in his workshop.

"Someone called the MRD on some group of fellas over there. Did some diggin' and if sources are correct, one'a those boys was Artemis Watson. Former X-Man. My hearts a bettin' those other boys were apart of the school over there in Bayville," Felicity explained what she had gathered, taking a sip of water after giving the report.

"Hm. A girl came by this morning, floating on a fucking trash can lid." Trent said, laughing. "Said she was one of the students at the school. How about we go over there and check up on things?" He suggested, standing up out of the chair and walking over to Felicity. "It's been a while since we talked to them."

"I've never talked to them. But, with all stuff I've heard about them, this should be fun," Felicity answered with a shrug, finishing off her water. "You takin' yer suit?" she questioned, heading towards the hall to grab her bow.

"As always." Trent grinned, tapping his designer watch. "And which one would you like to take out today, Trent?" JARVIS asked, his voice echoing around the large living space. "Hmm. Let's try the Mk R" He said after a moment of pondering. He stepped outside on the balcony, the suit flying outside as he stood on the landing deck. A completely black Iron Man suit, with a slightly more detailed and featured helmet jawline, sleeker, as was the rest of the body. Red outline could be seen under the main black plating. He stepped inside through the back, the monitor buzzing to life as the suit closed behind him. The eyes turned on a deep red, as did the reactor at the center of the chest. He moved his arms around, and neck as he adjusted himself inside of the suit.

Felicity appeared back in the living room with bow in hand and a quiver resting on her hip. She walked out onto the balcony, raising an eyebrown. "And how do suppose I get there?" she questioned, putting a hand on her hip.

"Hang on?" Trent said, grinning behind the face mask as he grabbed her by the waist, taking off into the sky with the boosters in the suits feet, and back of the legs. Flying through the sky in the direction the Bayfield. The sky overcast, and light snow flurries starting to fall as they flew.

"Holy fuck!" Felicity yelled, turning her face away so she faced away from the wind. Thank god her arrows and hair were tucked away, because both would probably be flying away if not.

"Oh right. I forgot you don't like flying." Trent said through the helmet, his voice slightly computerized due to the monitor. "Would you rather walk? Or take a taxi?" He asked, as they blasted past buildings and homes, now flying over central park.

Jack poked his head out from behind one of the walls hearing someone leave. "Damn, I kinda wanted to go..." He muttered. He then walked over to the couch and began watching the news as Bernie Sanders zombie was on the democratic debate. "FEEL THE BRAINS!"

"N-no no, I'm fine," Felicity yelled over the wind. Her eyes were shut. She remembered how torturous the flight over from Scotland had been, this reminding her of it. It wasn't like she was scared of heights. This was... he was holding her by the damn waste for crying outloud.

Chris and Jacob walked into the tower together, they had been on a long mission and were both incredibly tired. Chris' shirt he used for combat had been ripped in a few places and his pants were torn severely, yet he seemed calm. "Too bad we aren't completely done with the mission yet" Chris said to Jacob.

Jacob nodded as he let out a sigh. "Let's hope Ken is home. We could really need his help." His clothes were also severely torn, his short was torn in half and his pants had several tear marks down his left leg. He still had his black combat belt wrapped around his waist, the one containing his Toxin symbiote.

Ken walks down from the roof, not wanting to wash up as instructed, he walked to the kitchen to look for some food. He was pretty hungry. He found that no one else was in the penthouse

"Tell me about it" Chris sighed. "Jarvis, bring me my heavy duty suit, and maybe some tea" he ordered.

Jacob lifted his hands and placed them onto his belt. "Tea? Don't tell me you're gettin' soft, Chris." He joked as he and Chris walked up the stairwell in Stark Tower's front lobby to go and find Ken.

"After this whole dumb mission I think I deserve it" Chris laughed while he received his suit and his tea from jarvis.

"Oh boy, yes please" Ken said, raiding the freezer. He finds a frozen pizza and takes it out to cook. coincidently, it's a pepperoni pizza ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

After Chris received his tea, the two made their way into the kitchen where they found Ken holding his pepperoni pizza.

"Damn, you look just as bad as me" Ken said, looking at the two "Only uglier..." he cracks a smile. "Hey, you wanna share a pizza? I think theres another too."

Chris had Jarvis put on the suit with the same machine that outfitted trey with his suits, the suit was black with red highlights on the sides of the arms and the legs, and no mask. It didn't look bulky however the fabric was much stronger than any of his other choices. "Ken why are you doing this" he asked while the suit was being put on.

"Well, for starters there was a completely good pizza in the freezer, couldn't just let it sit there. Second I'm starving" he said, taking it out of the oven "aren't you guys hungry?"