So This is just a trial run, to see if anyone would read this if i continued it. The entire thing was done on my Kindle, so there will be mistakes. Lots and lots of mistakes. I looked it over and got most of the spelling mistakes, but i cant promise that all the words would fit, because of auto correct... BUT, it doesn't take time off of my real writing time. I work on it at night before i go to sleep, so again that's where mistakes come from too.

So Tony does have extremis, yet he doesn't, so he doesn't have the heart monitor, but he can't control technology...(just felt like it so don't ask.) Just pretend that the armors arent useable. Use your imagination, and of course Howard is back.

I as always i own nothing.

The air outside was stunningly humid and it was beyond the average heat wave in New York. People were sweating like pigs for days and water bottles were on high demand as well as good soda drinks. You could almost literally see the heat as its settled in the large city.

The worst part of it was not being able to much. Heat almost overran window conditioners and only the wealthy or fairly wealthy had the good central air conditioners that actually worked on a regular basis. Pools were too crowded and loud and even beached and distanced lakes were busy enough that you couldn't get 5 to 10 feet of free space.

There was the little things like sprinklers and home blown up pools and water balloons, but as soon as your neighborhood children find out about it, there's no backing out of the mob of kids stealing as much water or balloons as they could like it was the end of the world. For all they knew, it was.

It being a Monday made it all the worse. With a heat wave-like no other and little to do to help, it was easy to fall asleep in the most important meetings or lectures. After all the heat wave had been going on for what seemed like weeks that had only been a little over one week. No matter how long or short it was, each day was over 100°F or just below it. It was a slow torture and not the literal kind, but might as well be so.

To add to the list, Monday's usually meant there was something to do, someplace to go. That was true. The three teens and the two adults took the advantage of a three-day off weekend including the Monday, and had decided to go to a bank.

The only reason it was so long was because stark international didn't have the most important of things going on and apparently they weren't the only one on 'break'. Lots of partnered businesses were either closed or not fussing that their meetings weren't met because the other businesses were closed. It was all over news that things were shutting down until the heat drops to a reasonable whether that didn't risk heat strokes or anything of the sort. There for freeing both Howard and Roberta of their busy schedule.

Though first thing they had to do before they could go anywhere to try to cool off was going to get some cash from a bank. So the three teens and the adults walked I to the chilly bank and honestly they could've fallen over in relief that their was cool air.

So either they were standing up waiting in the long busy lines or sitting on a bench or a chair on the wall side of the bank while one person went up to the line. Roberta and Howard went ahead in the line as the teens stayed back and sat. They sat closest to the doors and that came with its own disadvantage. With the opening and closing of the door heat was let in and cool air blew out in a gust.

With a long line, there was a long wait.

Unfortunately a long wait was not exactly what anyone in the bank wanted. They got cool air sure, but someone screams then in the same tone yells, "He's got a gun!"

Everyone including those sitting down signing papers, reading, or talking turned to look at who the girl was pointing to. It turned out to be a man. A man with black hair that curled around his ears and he even had the goatee or whatever. He wore a pair of dark shades along with a bleach white t-shirt and black/grey jeans. The accusation was indeed true. The man held a gun. And on his t-shirt he has a name pin pinned onto the upper right chest. The genius and his two friends were close enough to read that it said: Conner.

As soon as the woman stop her ear-splitting scream she was dragged off by another man about the same age as 'Conner'. About five other men circled around with guns pointing them at random people, successfully scaring some into cowering away.

"Everybody is to get down on the ground!" Conner demeaned in a shout.

Some policemen ran up to him with their own guns ready to save the bank, but two were quickly knocked unconscious and another one got a gun shoved in his face with the command to sit. One banker was able to signal the silent alarm unnoticed but got quite the scare when she was dragged out from behind the desks and onto the floor.

Many people were given the surprise when half of them were dragged to their feet and out of the room to meet a whole new group of men and a few women. Tony and Roberta were only two of the many people. Even more people joined them from other floors.

Rhodey and Pepper were separated and Howard ended up by an older man and a little boy who sat there biting his lips or his nails as he rocked back and forth. He was separated from his mother and his sister or cousin. Howard had watched the whole thing. The about five-year old girl was literally torn from her mothers grasp and her son was pulled off his seat. The mother sat across the room with tears streaming down her worst part was the little girl was taken to the other room where the others went to down a hallway.

He tried his best to get the woman's attention, bit she had her eyes either glued to the ground or rapidly scanning the room searching for her son. Unfortunately, he was behind a corner that Howard was near.

Rhodey sat next a girl. She had the same sort of skin as him just a tad bit lighter and had dark hair and surprisingly grey eyes. She was about his age and wore a simple pair off Capri pants with a yellow t-shirt. She didn't look terrified, but she looked scared. She held it in and stood strong for show, but Rhodey being Rhodey...and him knowing Tony, he couldn't help but notice. Nearby there was a man the same age as Howard or at least around there.

Pepper sat next to a woman who got lucky that she had an infant that could pass as newborn, that she wasn't separated from. To her other side was two older women and as she looked around to see where the others were seated, she noticed a woman in tears as she searched the room as five to six men circled the area.

She noticed the back that belonged to Howard and worried looking face of Rhodey, but as she continued to look around she couldn't find Tony or Roberta. Neither of them were in sight. So she suspected they went with the group that went down the hall or whatever.

Sitting back as a guard passed by, she closed her eyes and dozed off easily.

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Tony stood uneasily towards the back of the room. As his eyes scanned the room he noticed that some seemed more pissed than upset, but plenty enough was scared. There was a little girl who was right next to him. Come to look at it, most of the people there were kids and teens. Some were adults but it was mainly the young.

He looked around and observed the others around him. There was the little girl with dark brown hair, there was a kid about 10 or 11 years old with blond hair, Roberta, twins who were about 8 or 9 years old, a man with black hair, and two red-headed women.

There was the man known as Conner had called out and even more men came in with guns.

"What do you want!?" One of the red-headed women asked desperately.

"Shut up!" Conner commanded. "Are you stupid? You whole know already. It's a bank."

Tony narrowed his eyes. The little girl next to him began to cry and a man came over. "Shut up kid."

She continued to cry. "I said shut it!" She only cried louder. He raised his arm and moved to hit the girl, but Tony pushed the man away.

"Shes just a kid! Leave her alone!" He snapped.

Everyone looked over to the commotion. The man slowly looked over to Tony with narrowed eyes.

He walked up and stood in Tony's face. "You've got nerve kid."

"I'm not the only one." Tony shot back.

The mans face twisted showing he had short temper and he punched Tony straight in the jaw. Tony was pushed back, but he stood his ground. The two glared at each other until there was a shout.

"Everyone just stop!" It was Conner.

The man who punched Tony turned around.

"Johnny what is going on?"

"I'm sorry sir, this little kid was crying and he pushed me." 'Johnny' said.

Conner gave Johnny a look. "Very well if you have to, bring them to a closet or a bathroom and deal with them. I have business to attend to."

Johnny nodded. "Yes sir."

"Oh and Chris, go with to help if something goes wrong."

Another man, Chris, nodded and stood by Johnny. Johnny gestured for Tony and the little girl to exit the room. Tony with a glare picked up the girl in tears and she hid her face in his shoulder, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. Johnny pushed the two towards the door.

Tony knew exactly what was going to happen.

Horrible isn't it? I don't know, i was bored and i was watching TV and the main movie characters were in a bank, and i thought maybe the bank would get robbed or something, (it didn't -.-) Then i though of what could happen if team iron man, was in a serious bank robbing situation. Tony would go Super hero and all and save the day. And the whole separation thing, i have an idea to why they were separated, so don't go complaining saying, "Why would they be separated, thats not what bank robbers do." Yeah i know they don't, it was plot junk, and i have a plan for that too. But this story isn't meant to be that long. But I do have a couple chapters already done, and its already close to being done...

So tell me if i should continue it or not.