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I Know You Don't Remember Me

Chapter Three

Tony took that short conversation to heart.

The first thing he did was quit working for the military. What he'd told Steve was true, he wasn't a soldier. He didn't need to be kidnapped by terrorists to know that.

Energy. That's what he'd been working on in his dreams, so that was were he was going to go. Tony was smart. He could do it.

Priorities were in place, however. Something was still missing. Some very important to who he was... Or at least who he was meant to be.

Hours of tinkering in his lab produced some results - More failure than he cared for. His secretary, Robyn, worried about him. He fired her. She wasn't the right one for him, anyways. A genius red-head named Charlie took her place.

"Red," Tony muttered, staring at the design he had, "It could use a little red..."
And then, it was done. Actually... Truly done.

"I would not advise this, Mister Stark," Charlie frowned, working on the calibrations to make sure it all worked properly.

"Thanks for the imput, Miss Potts," Tony replied, making sure his wrist componants were connected correctly.

"Who?" Charlie looked up, confused.

"Nevermind," he sighed, "Take off in T-minus ten... Nine..."

"I really advise against this until more tests are made," Charlie pressed.

"Seven... Six..."

"Perhaps we could create an AI to fly it, Mister Stark," Charlie attempted.

"If I wanted to do that, I would have just had JARVIS do it. Three... Two..." Tony answered.
"Who's JARVI-" Charlie began, but she was cut short by the last number of the countdown.

"...One."

The rockets activated and Tony shot into the air, aiming himself towards the open window, he found himself outside, the streets passing by below him.

"Wooooo!" he cried, rolling and dipping a few times to show off his new suit.

"It actually works!" Charlie exclaimed, relieved and excited, "You did it, Mister Stark!"

"Haha! So much for a different life, Cap!" Tony loopty-looped, nearly hitting a tree in the process.

"You're a brilliant kind of crazy!" she laughed.

"Alright, Charlie... I'm coming in," Tony announced, turning around and heading back towards the Stark Tower.

"You need to slow down, Sir," Charlie explained, "You're never going to make it!"

"Trust me," Tony narrowed his eyes, a smirk set across his face.

"Sir! You really should-" Tony came zooming past her, crashing into the far wall. A cloud of dust rose up around him and Charlie jumped to her feet, "Mister Stark!"

"Well," he coughed a few times, pulling the mask off his face, a victorious glint in his eye, "I'd say that was pretty good for a first try, yeah?"

"You're gonna be the death of me," Charlie giggled.

"You know what this need, though?" Tony said.

"Proper landing modifications?" Charlie guessed.

"A bit of yellow" came the reply.

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"It looks great, Mister Stark," Charlie and him stood, looking at the metal suit that stared back at them, "What are you going to call it?"

"Iron Man," Tony answered.

"Really?" Charlie frowned, "Seems a little... Obvious."

"The name has sentimental meaning," Tony defended.

"Alright," Charlie shrugged, "If you say so."

"You know what this means, don't you Charlie?" he smiled.

"What?" she blinked, confused.

"It means that it wasn't supposed to be another life at all," Tony explained, "If I can build this and Steve knows he wasn't meant to be a buisnessman... It means that there is something very wrong going on here."

Comments



Thecattygrl Thecattygrl
8/6/13
@AvengingThatAssbutt

Well, of course. I couldn't think of anyone else qualified enough to work for Tony Stark.

Thanks. Glad you like it n.n~

Thecattygrl Thecattygrl
8/6/13
Charlie Bradbury ^.^ It's really good!! :D