Wow, I really should not be doing this. Really I shouldn't. But I decided to do it. I am finally going to start doing many requests that were given to me. Forget the fact that I have other stories. There are many writers (cough cough SilverPedals1402) who have like a hundred stories to keep up with! So… If they can do it! So CAN I! WHOO!

Disclaimer: I'm probably going to regret handing back that certificate for accepting IMAA.

The warrior, the princess, and the liar. It started with love but ended with death. A tale, a life, and a prophecy that changed the life of the three young teenagers.

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"Good day Rhodey. Good day. More or less, I got the company's attention with this invention! They finally approved the Earth Shakers Rhodey! At last!" Rhodey said with a cheerful grin. Rhodey looked out the window and chuckled. It was summer, the beginning of it and Tony was so busy working with that one invention. He was happy that Tony had something else to focus on.

"Good for you man." He didn't care, but he was happy to see Tony happy. He remembered Tony's mood lately. Ever since his father died in the plane crash.

There were many side walkers who were waiting for a cab. When they saw the limousine driving by, many hands reached out, hoping to hitch a ride. With a grin, Tony lowered his window and gave each hand a high- five. He could see the annoyed and surprised faces of the by standers, something that made Tony laugh even harder.

Suddenly he yelled out and yanked his arm back in. "Dude! You okay?" Rhodey reached out in fear. Tony's heart monitor was still new and he didn't want to risk any problems or malfunction. Tony, however, swatted Rhodey's arm out of the way and said, "STOP THE LIMO!" The driver drove his foot on the drake and watched in confusion as Tony threw open his door/ He ran towards the line of cab waiting pedestrians.

"WHO TOUCHED MY HAND?" Tony yelled shaking his hand. He couldn't explain it, but a strange electrical shock coursed through his veins. Not like the shock he got while making out with Whitney, but a more memorable, memory returning back to him shock.

A red headed girl stepped out of the crowd. She placed her hands on her hips and notched an eyebrow. "Excuse you, you touched all our hands jerk." Tony quickly thought back to the details of all those people, ignoring the red head. Then it hit him. The girl, it was definitely a girl, was wearing PINK! He scanned the crowd, but no one wore pink. Someone snapped his or her fingers.

The red head.

"What are you looking for?" She asked crossing her arms across her chest. Tony looked back at her, his expressions softening.

"A girl. She was wearing pink. Do you know someone who was wearing pink?" Tony saw something flash across the girl's eyes. There was a surprised look, but it disappeared just as quickly.

"Oh… yeah I know her. She's a close friend of mine." She said. Tony walked up to her.

"Do you know her name?" He asked. She could tell he was desperate. She cleared her throat and tilted her chin up.

"Patricia. But everyone calls her Pepper. Pepper Potts." She said with a smirk. Tony smiled warmly.

"Thank you! But… what's your name? And could I have your number? I want to know if I can meet up with Pepper soon. It is such a beautiful name." Tony looked almost dreamy. The girl, Pepper, looked at him as if he was crazy. He was quick and was already thinking to get into a relationship with a stranger, he had some tough guts.

"My name? Uh… Pat. Short for… uh… Patty." In reality Pepper gave herself a nickname from Patricia.

"Pat… Uh… Hi. My name is Tony. Well, Anthony Stark, but I go by Tony." He expected her to squeal, like the other girls. Or at least yell and smile. But, Pat, thrust her hand out to him and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you Tony." The instant she said that Tony was distracted.

"You sure Pepper was here? And she's your friend? I mean, I don't want to get mixed up with the wrong girl and all. You know…" Tony said. He rubbed his palms against his jean legs and glanced back at the limo. "Look I have to go. Here's my number." Tony scribbled down his number on a piece of paper and gave it to Pat (Pepper). He waved goodbye and hopped into the limo.

"What was that all about?" Rhodey asked. He had been waiting in the limo, but was curious by Tony's sudden change in behavior.

"Nothing… Nothing at all." Tony said. He was still distracted. Rhodey frowned.

"Who was that girl?" He asked. That seemed to jar him to reality.

"Oh Pat? No one. I recognized her from… the meeting today. I just thought she would like a ride, but she… she didn't want one." Tony replied. Rhodey didn't look convinced one bit, he thought he knew that girl from somewhere, but he couldn't place a finger on it.

…

That night, Tony paced around his room. He was squeezing his fingers, the very one where that uncomfortable shock coursed through his body. He wanted to call Pat, maybe Pepper had called her! Maybe… No. Tony stopped himself. Anytime he tried calling Pat, his fingers shook afraid of an answer.

But finally, he mustered up the courage. Tony closed his door and locked it; there was no way he would have someone disturb this important moment. With shaky fingers, Tony carefully flipped open the phone. That's when he realized that he never even took Pat's phone number. He face palmed.

"I'M AN IDIOT!" He shouted out loud.

"Everyone knows that!" Rhodey said from outside the door. Tony really did want to hurl himself on that boy. Suddenly his phone rang. With a yelp, he dropped it but hastily picked it up and flipped open the phone.

"Hello?" He spoke.

"Hi. It's Pat." She responded.

"Pat! Hi! Um… any words on Pepper? You know? Pepper Potts?" Tony was shaking his leg, as well as clenching his palms.

"No. I mean yes. Yes she called. Uh-"

"WHAT? SHE CALLED? Tell her to meet me at Time Square! Please!" Tony cried. And before Pat could respond he shut his phone, making sure to seal the deal. "YES!"

….

Gene sat on his alter. His mind whirling with anger. Virgil Potts was in front of him begging. "Mr. Khan. Please. I need my property back! I need my life back. My daughter has lived a life without a mother, in a crude apartment! Please…" He begged. Gene flicked his hand.

"You, man, are pathetic. That land now belongs to me. To me and the rest of the Khan's. Guards, take him away." Gene said, his tone indicating his boredom. As Virgil was led away from the compound, Gene sighed and pulled off his glasses. He groaned and massaged his temples.

"Can my life get any more boring? Is there any way possible that you can get someone who betrayed us? I'm in the mood to kill someone." Gene murmured. One of the guards bowed and ran off. "I hate this. I hate this a lot." Gene sighed impatiently.

But suddenly. His eyes caught something on the floor. He stood up quickly and carefully bent over to pick up the picture on the floor. His heart nearly stopped from the angel in front of his face. She had fiery red hair. Her chocolate brown eyes glittered like the stars as she smiled a toothy grin up to him. Gene ran his finger across the picture, stroking her lips, eyes, her jaw line, and her hair. "Oh she's beautiful." It was pretty obvious whose daughter this was, and all Gene cared about was getting to her.

"Sir, I brought you a—Sir?" The guard asked. He maintained his distance making sure not to get in the way of his master. Gene shook his head and thrust the photo in the guards face.

"I want her. I want her. I WANT HER! Give me her." Gene said, his voice shaking. It was a sudden urge. He had never felt this way before to any other girl, It was sudden and a desperate urge. Gene walked up to the guard and pulled on his collar. "You are driving. Take me to her. NOW." The guard obliged. He grabbed some keys from the front and jumped into the family black Ford truck.

"I want Pepper Potts." Gene said as he flipped the picture over.

…

Tony waited patiently, or so he thought, at Times Square. He paced back and forth. Pat should be coming soon with Pepper. And once Pepper came, his questions and concerns would be eliminated.

"Hey Tony." Someone said. Tony instantly perked up and swiveled on his feet.

"PEPPER!" He cried. But he was disappointed. It was only Pat. "Pat? But-" Tony looked around the red head, hoping to see the missing mystery girl. "Where's…?"

"Pepper? Uh… She couldn't come today. She had a doctors appointment." Pat said lying easily through her teeth. She wanted to test Tony, to make sure he was worth her time. And at the moment, he seemed sweet enough to actually come here to see Pepper, which of course was her.

"Oh… Well I don't want Pepper to be sick. Is she okay? Does she need anything? Oh! Pat! Come with me!" Tony was about to reach for her hand but he pulled away at the last moment.

"What?" Pat asked, crossing her arms across her chest. Tony shook his head and sighed.

"I don't want to hold my hands with someone else. MY interests are focused on Pepper, sorry Pat, but I want to hold my hands Pepper. But…" He added seeing the dark glint in Pat's eyes. "I would like your help to find Pepper a perfect dress! That should hopefully make her happy!" Pat smiled and nodded.

"Sure. But this is only for Pepper? Not for me?" She asked. Tony looked at her and sighed.

"I can get one for you too, I guess. But help me choose the best dress for Pepper. And please, please give it to her!" Tony begged. Pat nodded and smiled.

"I know a perfect dress shop."

…

Once they arrived, Pat rushed in and began flying through the endless dresses. "Pat!" Tony called. But she wasn't listening. She was rushing into the changing room, endless amount of fabric hanging from her shoulders and arms.

"SIT THERE!" She yelled as she locked the door. Tony sighed and took a seat on the leather white coach that was in front of her dressing room.

It was about five minutes later that she finally came out of her room. She was wearing a white-strapped dress. It had a pink sash that was strapped around her waist. She smoothed the dress out and smiled. "How is this?" She spun around on her heels once. Tony was definitely mind blown. His voice was somewhere but he couldn't find it. She looked amazing. But… no… he had to wait for Pepper.

"Pat, you look beautiful. But… who's that one for?" He sat forward soaking in her beautiful figure. The dress complimented her hair perfectly.

"Me…" Pat responded. Just out the window a dark black truck passed the shop. It stopped suddenly and a young teenage boy, about the same age as Pat, walked in. He had dark black glasses.

In that very moment, Tony decided to answer a phone call from his buddy/ brother. "Rhodey?" He glanced back at Pat's door and noticing that it was closed, he walked outside, bumping into the strange teenage boy. "Sorry."

Gene walked in and scanned the room. He noticed a coach and plopped down on it. Pepper was in the stall, he saw her and had to stop. She walked out, wearing a midnight blue holster dress. "Tony! How… about…?" Gene was whom she saw.

"Hello Pepper Potts."

Yay! I got this off a movie. It may not make sense now, but I promise you it will all tie together in the end! Review guys! I'm going to Memphis today, and so I shall type up the requests there or maybe now! BYE!