Heads up, this is unedited! Posting this from my iPod.
Yes, I know it is probably horrid and rushed. I was half-asleep when I wrote this. Like everything else.
Enjoy!
Pepper sighed and rest her head against the seat, trying to ignore the blistering Afghanistan heat. She had no idea how the soldiers around her managed with the numerous layers they had on. The small radio played AC/DC, and the redhead's smile was secretive. She might've had the slightest crush on her boss, and the music reminded her of the billionaire whom was sitting with Rhodey four cars ahead of her.
Her eyes snapped open at the loud explosion. The Hum-V in front of them was engulfed in a red inferno. There was a blur of action, and soon Pepper Potts watched as the boy beside her was shot down, his blood spattering on the window. Glancing at the holes in the side of the car, she climbed out of the hummer, and kicked off her shoes. With a yell, she started running toward Rhodey. Another explosion threw her off course, and she landed by a rock. Shallow breathes caused her to cough violently, the dust feeling like it was suffocating her. Pepper stopped coughing and heard a mute thud beside her. Her eyes widened. A Stark Industries missile. Model 5928. The redhead scrambled back, moving to shelter behind a boulder. The explosion rocked the boulder slightly, hitting Pepper on the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.
"Where the fuck is Miss Potts," Tony Stark said, slamming his hands on the desk. The General of the Air Force raised his eyebrow, leaning forward.
"Mr. Stark, you must un-"
Tony cut him off. "No. I'm not going to understand. You get your people out there and fucking search for her. Is that understood?"
The general sighed, rubbing his face. "We'll get one together in two days."
The billionaire stood up straight. "I can't live without that woman. She knows everything. General Rogister, you will organize a search party today or I will terminate all SI's contracts with the U. S. Government."
Rogister raised his eyebrow but nodded nonetheless. "Fine. I'll alert the colonels that are based in Afghanistan. They'll start searching tomorrow."
Tony nodded and walked out, nodding to Happy.
"...She'll make it, boss," the man tried to comfort him. Tony let out a long, heavy sigh.
"We can only hope."
Rapid speech woke the redhead personal assistant. Pepper took a shot in the dark and guessed it was Arabic, noting the throaty way of the language. She looked weakly up at the camera, blinking slowly for the bright lights. She tried to move, and the hands on her shoulders tightened. There was something restricting her right leg, but what about...
A sharp gasp escaped her lungs. Her leg was /gone/ from the knee down. It was /gone/. Pepper shut her eyes tightly, balling her fist up behind her back. She opened her eyes. Virginia Potts was positive she didn't have a left leg. She sighed, feeling the cold fingers of unconsciousness creeping upon her, and she greeted it like an old friend.
When she woke, there was a man beside her. Pepper screamed, scrambling back further on to the bunk.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You're bleeding down...there." The man said, using an old blade to shave. "You must've been...raped before they brought you here."
True to his word, Pepper felt the ache in her abdomen as she shifted. She immediately stiffened, and her lungs drew in a deep breath.
"Who are you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. The man gave a slight smile.
"Ho Yinsen. But you can call me Yinsen," he replied. Yinsen held out his hand in greeting. Pepper hesitantly took it, not bothering with her usual firm grip.
"Pepper Potts."
Hello, loves!
I apologize because it's so short. It's just an experimental chapter. The...reaction of this story decides if I write another chapter or not. So review if you want me to continue. And when I do, it will be this summer, as I have exams in nine days.
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Before I forget, I do not own Marvel or Iron Man. Wish I did. I would be rich...Maybe in an alternate universe.
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