Tony StarkXReader Ch. 1

Pain. Yelling. Explosions. Everything was hard to pull together. What was going on. The pain was growing. Blood was on the
ground. Noises. People talking. A voice of a teen calling to you. But, who? Who was calling to you? The pain in your chest was
growing. What happenned? Vision getting darker and darker. And... Blackness.

~~5 hours before~~

You were walking with your friend, Alex, to work. You were a very successful woman at a cafe near your house. Everyone who
came to eat there would always ask you to talk their orders or to eat with them. But, hey, that is a good life.

Alex was walking beside you texting on her phone. She was always on her dang device, talking or texting, with her random friends.
She was always to busy to take orders. You wondered how she still had a job.

"Hey, ______?" she asked. You turn to her and raise an eyebrow.

"Yes, Alex?" you ask.

"I don't feel to great, I think I'm going to go back home." she tells you.

"Ok. Get lots of rest. I'll call you after work." You say with a nod. Alex turns around and slowly walks back to her tiny house next
to yours. You sigh and continue back on your way to work.

~~Timeskip~~

After 4 1/2 hours of work, you decide to go back home. You yawn and rub your eyes. 'God, today was a busy one.' you tell yourself.
You put some dishes away and go and change out of the resturant uniform. You put back on (fav color) shirt and black pants.
You grab your purse and leave the cafe.

As you walk home, you hear a loud boom not far from were you are. You look up and see a few planes flying overhead.
'Strange.' you thought. You slowly start to walk again before you see people running toward you. Your eyes widen as you
turn on your heel and run back towards the cafe. At the back of the crowd, two men with guns are yelling and pointing
their weapons at random citizens. You trip and fall onto the hard concrete and rub your back. You quickly stand up
and rush behind a trash can, hopping no one will see you.

You look over to the side and see a teenage girl with dark brown hair and a black shirt and black pants. She isn't moving. Just standing there.
You want to yell and tell her to run, but your voice just won't work. She stands still like she knows there is nothing to be afraid
of. You notice that she rasies her left arm and pulls back her right arm like she is about to punch something.

She stands in the pose for about 3 seconds until you hear a whooshing noise. You look up and see red and yellow pieces
of metal flying towards her. They stamp themselves onto her body. Piece after piece until she is covered with everything.

She lookes like..... 'No! Its Victoria Stark! Tony Stark's 14 year old daughter!' you yell to yourself.

She flies into the air and starts to take down the bombing planes and men with the guns. You turn your head and see a bomb
rushing towards you. You scream and put your hands onto your hand.

BOOOOOOM!

You are flung backwards into a wall. You feel pain in your chest and legs. Victoria rushes over in her iron suit and starts to yell
out things to you, but you are becoming tired. You are able to make out nothing she has said. Slowly, you drift off into a long
sleep. A sleep that feels.... wonderful and happy.