If You Can't Stand The Heat
Introduction
So here's the first chapter of my first fanfic ever. It's pretty much all just gonna be action for this particular story, and quick semi-spoiler here: this is not going to end with a cheesy happy ending. Let me know what you think, was it a good start? A bad start? I don't know, I want you guys to tell me. So here goes...
PROLOGUE
Story is set AFTER Iron Man 3. Tony has retrieved the arc reactor and, instead of rebuilding 42 suits, built a single "super suit", resembling the classic Mark 3 in aesthetics, but loaded with a ton of fancy gimmicks from all the other suits. Pepper isn't happy about this rebuilt suit for obvious reasons, and it just so happens that she regained her Extremis powers. Flames will once again clash against metal, but which one will hold up longer? -input dramatic music-
Chapter 1
Pepper strode back and forth at the bus stop, located just across the street from the Stark Mansion. She wore a tightly-buttoned beige coat that clashed oddly with her black sweatpants and heels.
As she paced, she shot an occasional glance at the mansion across the street, expecting him to turn up any second, but not for a sappy romantic date. She had ended her relationship with Tony after learning of his plans to rebuild a new suit. Yes, right after he blew up his whole stash and promised that he was a "changed man".
What a joke, thought Pepper as she looked over again, wishing he would hurry up.
The cold night breeze ruffled Pepper's hair, but it didn't matter, her body heat from the Extremis virus kept her warm. He's gotta be here soon, Pepper told herself, fidgeting with her hands inside her coat pockets. Little did anyone know, her hands were glowing a bright orange, ready for action in case Tony caught her by surprise. A couple minutes later, what looked like a bright star came crashing down to the ground.
With a huff, Pepper turned to face her armored adversary. Iron Man landed in the middle of the road on one knee, causing the ground to rumble as he did so. The familiar helmet craned up to look forward, its LED-lighted eyes boring into Pepper's with a blank expression.
As the machine straightened up to a standing position, Pepper tore off her coat, revealing a black sports bra. She then stepped out of her heels while untying her hair, giving her the exact same appearance she had against the battle against Killian. Tony didn't move a single inch while reminiscing how Pepper saved his life in those exact clothes, the memory still as fresh as the brand-new armor covering his body. He threw the memories aside, this was no time for that. This was a fight to the death.