I bet you have never met anyone who has met superheroes before huh? Yeah I have and this is my story. It was a chilled summer night and I had just left my house which held my abusive father. I was walking through an open country stretch when I noticed I was being watched. There was a large man wearing an eye patch and all black. It was really starting to scare me. I started to slowly speed up my pace, I looked to see where the man was and he was gone. All of a sudden a cloth was put over my mouth and I heard a low voice saying "I've got her." Then everything was black. I don't know how long I was out but I had woken up in a strange room. All of the walls were glass, the room was circular, and the ground was some type of metal painted yellow. One of the first things I noticed was the man who was watching me before.

"Where am I? Who are you?" I stammered.

"You are in a containment unit for a government agency called S.H.I.E.L.D. You are to be under observation and containment until further notice. If you even as to fracture the glass around the unit, a hole will open up and you will be dropped 2,000 feet. " The man responded and walked out as silent as a whisper.

I stared in disbelief as the man walked away and guards closed the door behind him. I admit I was scared I did not know what to do. The outside room was large and empty. I walked up as far as I could to where the man was standing and strained to see anything might help me. After a while I gave up and sprawled out on a bench. I must have fallen asleep for a while because once again as I opened my eyes I saw another strange man watching me. His hair was spiked up in a casual way and he had a weird styled goatee. There was a circular pattern glowing in the middle of his chest. His head was tilted very slightly and there was a nearly unnoticeable flicker of a smile on his lips.

"So you must be the infamous subject 3H," He proclaimed. There was an air of arrogance about him "Fury talks nonstop about you. He is always saying 'Don't go looking for subject 3H' 'Subject 3H is not to be engaged.' Frankly you don't look like a threat to me." He continued.

"I don't know what you are talking about sir." I responded.

"Oh right He probably didn't tell you much. What did he tell you?"

"All he said was I am to be watched and it's something for an agency called S.H.E.I.L.D. May I ask who you are sir?"

"Ah I am surprised he told you the name. Anyways the names Tony Stark and please stop with the formalities. 'Sir' is really not my style."

"Sorry but I must insist on calling you not by your first name for it is too impolite, may I call you Mr. Stark?"

"Sure why not. I wish I could but I can't get you out of here but I did find your suitcase. I swear I did not go through it that was left to security."

"Wait you said Mr. Fury was telling you not to go looking for me yet you looked for me anyways. Why?"

"Curious little bugger aren't you? I actually stumbled upon you by accident I was told to come check out the machinery down here and well there you were asleep and I kind of guessed who you were." He smiled and opened the door a crack and slipped in my suitcase. "I promise I won't let you stay here all alone every day I'll come and check on you."

I smiled at that. "Thanks." I whispered as he walked out. I stepped over to my bag and unzipped it. Everything was a mess clearly someone had been through it. I quickly refolded everything and placed it neatly back in the bag except for one of the books I had packed. I slid the bag under the bench and opened to the bookmarked page and started reading when I remembered something. If I was being watched then they just saw the whole conversation between Mr. Stark and I. Unless Mr. Stark was the one watching me. Either way he might get in trouble with Mr. Fury, I silently prayed Mr. Stark would be okay.