Here we go again, the beginning of a brand new fanfiction with another film I can manipulate with my creativity. Now here we go with a type of story that has been written time and time again, but now it's my turn. Please enjoy and be sure to follow and review the story!
I don't try to be a troublemaker, I really don't, but it's just in my nature. It's like an addiction, can't fight it. Back when my mom was was alive she would tell me I got most of my personality from my dad. I hated that. There's nothing in the world that I want more than for Anthony Edward Stark to not be my father, it's not that big of a deal I suppose.
He hasn't a clue that I even exist. Not that I'd even want to meet the billionaire, playboy, philanthropist who is an egotistical crazy person who's only obsessed with building his fancy suits of armor and spending time with his precious girlfriend Virginia "Pepper" Potts. She used to be his personal assistant who so obviously showed her feelings but Tony, the so called genius, didn't put her clues together because he was to busy nailing every girl from New York to his home in Malibu. I bet that he's inside his million dollar house sitting precariously on the side of the mountain working. Tinkering away on some new project he has come up while I live in an alley in New York where I can see the famous Stark Towers.
It sits there taunting me, blue lights dull off into the midnight blue sky filling the darkness with a faded blue glow. I sat in the corner of the three-walled alley and just watched the building. It looks expensive but for Tony Stark it's probably like buying a pack on Orbit gum and when he's done with this building he can just tear it down and rebuild it, make it better than before. My eyes rolls as midnight nears and my time to steal approaches. Since my mother died five years ago, I steal food, water, clothing, anything I need actually.
Since I lack Tony egotism I only steal from those who can actually afford it. I'm like a modern day Robin Hood but I shall not be caught in a pair of green tights with a bow in hand. I look down at my crappy Nokia phone, which I manage to update it from time to time by stealing and finding stray parts, and notice the time. I get up, a grey, hole infested blanket falls on the pavement and I sneakily creep from my hiding spot. Today I'm breaking into a bank and I'm going to 'borrow' about twenty bucks.
It won't break the bank, that's for sure. The plan is already been mapped out in my head and I have a few tricks up my sleeve just in case of any dilemmas. I may be incredibly smart, unfortunately thanks to my father is, but I'm not going to be the idiot who doesn't have a plan B. The bank closed at eight so it's been four hours since anyone, besides, night guards have been inside. my best option is to use a little invention I whipped up in my alley.
It's a necklace with a sterling silver heart shaped pendent around my neck, it has been built for covert operations such as this. Quickly and quietly, I hop the fence when the the moving surveillance cameras were turned away. I round to the side of the white building and pull open the electrical box. Surveying what technology I'm dealing with sends a sneer from me. It's a simple piece of junk that even the dumbest person on the planet should be able to jack around with.
After not even a minute I hack into the camera's and time them to shut off in five minutes. As soon as they go out the night security will be on me so my best option is to get in in under five minutes, get the cash from inside the vault, and get out when the camera's shut off. Nearing the back of the bank I see no one, I tap twice on my necklace and walk through the camera's line of view, knowing that anyone watching can't see me. I made the necklace to enable invisibility and no one would suspect a girly necklace of being high tech equipment. It easy to use as a certain number of taps means different things, if I tap it once it turns off, tap it twice and I turn invisible, three taps means phasing which is how I'm getting into the vault, and four taps means using them both at the same time.
As I reached the back door, I tap the necklace four times and waltz inside like it the Queen of England's birthday party or something. The place is deathly silent and the building is almost pitch black except the ray of light shinning in through the square windows. I'm in the back by the drive through window meaning the vault can't be too far from here. I stroll around and find it in under a minute. I walk through the vault and tap it once.
There aren't camera's inside of the vault in this bank, it's much too old and the manager of this bank refuses to cash out the extra dough to have one installed. I shake my head, laughing to myself about the lack of smarts the people of this world has. I pull a pear of latex gloves from my pocket and put them on. I can afford to have them get my DNA because if they do they can find me and prove Tony Stark is my father and most likely they'd tell him. That wouldn't been good for him and it'd been even worse on me, I'd be labeled 'Tony Stark's Daughter'.
No, no, no I don't want that. With the gloves on my hands I pull the twenty dollar bill from the stack of cash and set it back down in precise place it was before and the tap the necklace four times and proceed to walk through the door. The cameras should go out in five... four... three... two... one. An alarm blares filling the was silent air with it's buzzing noise. I grin and keep walking, knowing no once can see me.
Now, I know what your thinking, I am a genius after all. If I can just come in and out without trouble, why would I deactivate the camera's, knowing that they would sound the alarm and have the police on their way? Well, I may be somewhat of a thief but I want this bank and any place to improve it's systems. Although they'll never outsmart me, it's good for the people worse than me that barge in like idiots, guns blazing, ready to shoot like a crazy person instead of planning. I like plans, they make life less stressful.
I near the front of the bank and flee through the wall as cops cars start filling up the parking lot. When a crowd emerges I tap the necklace once and fall into the crowd undetected. As I flee out the back of the crowd and down the darken road a bad feeling shoots through me. I look back, searching for anyone who may be following me. A firm grip places itself on my forearms, my instant reaction is to pull away but when I see the cops I relax.
The cop looks down at me, his blue hat angled up high on his head. Brown eyes searching my face for any kind of clue of something to which he doesn't find. Finally he opens his mouth to speak.
"How'd you do it?" is all he asks.
"How did I do what exactly because there have been a lot of things I have done" I reply, defiantly, I've never been the one to follow orders.
"Break into that bank undetected and only steal a twenty dollar bill?; You could have easily taken a lot more."
"I am much too young and stupid to manage such a feat." I lie smoothly.
"Then, ma'am, may I ask how old you are exactly, because you look no more than in your early teens. I could take you in for breaking curfew."
"Do it, I haven't anything better to do" I challenge, I figure it's better to be in a juvy cell than staying in my alley another night. He leads me to his police car and holds it open. Gracefully I get it, he didn't handcuff me which surprised me. I watch Stark Towers fade as we pass it. Now maybe I'll finally sleep well and then I'll escape in the morning.
Bam! There it is, the first chapter of A Girl Named Panic. I've been wanting to make this fanfiction for ever but I was focused on Battle for Blood but now I've started this one and I really hope you enjoy. Please leave me lots of comments!