I'm sorry its been so long, I've been sick...and i have a big school project. And since i couldn't get any of my other stories updated, i just posted more of this. Again it was all writen on a kindle, so alot of words are mistakes like, i meant to say it and it will say ot, or another common mistake, is shouknt =shouldn't or any of those kind of words. or a N Separates two words. So sorry about that.
I do not own anything.
In the other room not far away faced silence. The guards walked in circle still holding their guns. At some point there was sirens. Then shouting. The police were there. Then the sirens shut of and they all were in silence again.
Pepper, Rhodey, Howard, and a few others heard shouting coming from the other room and some people started to get antsy.
Pepper, who woke up from the sirens, was beyond curios of what was going on in that room. Was Tony finding a way out of this. He didn't have his armor with him. It was under an upgrade and she had warned him not to bring it. Now she regrets doing so.
The shouts stopped and the doors the other group went through opened and the few who could see, which was almost everyone who was paying attention, looked over as two people were pushed out of the room.
Pepper gasped when she saw it was Tony as did Howard who saw it was his son who was carrying the same little girl who was taken from her mother. Pepper now understood some of the shouting. It was most likely something Tony did. Her heart almost shatter when two men followed, one to which had gun pressed Tony's back. She saw a small bruise on his right jaw.
The small group passed by the other group and Tony met eyes with Pepper before he looked straight forward, his hand patting the little girls back. They all watched as Tony and the girl was directed to a storage closet down the other hallway. Then there was silence.
Howard watched as the mom of the little girl screamed and got up to run. To her daughter, but she was slapped and pushed down. She continued to cry loudly and Howard felt near to tears in worry for his son. He wondered what the little girl did. Tony was predictable, but a little girl? Howard suspected it was for good.
Rhodey bit his lip out of worry. He thought Tony was incredibly stupid. But hopefully he was being stupid for a reason. He closed his eyes for a second and opened them again when he felt someone come closer to him. It was the girl.
"I'm Myra." She whispered.
"James." He responded.
There was silence once again.
Well there was until they heard two loud gunshots echo.
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Tony held tightly to the little girl. He wasn't about to let her go. She was just a little girl and she was already in a bank robbing situation with guns. He didn't know who they girls mom was, but he promised to keep her safe.
As they passed by the ones they got separated from, his eyes met Pepper's. Her eyes filled with worry. He didn't want to look her in the eye. But it happened anyway. So he just looked coward and patted the still cry girl. He ignored the gun being pressed in his back and went on as they were lead into a storage closet.
Johnny pushed the two to the corner and Chris had his back facing the door. In Tony's opinion it would've been a safer move to be outside the shooting, but he was glad he chose the stupid choice. He set the girl down and stood in front of her.
As Johnny cocked his gun so it was ready to fire, Tony held his arms up. "Hey, just let me get her calm."
A moment of silenced passed. "Fine, but make it quick."
Tony bent down next to the little girl. "hey, shh. Everything's alright. My names Tony. What's yours?"
She sniffled. "Penelope." Her voice was hard to make out, but Tony pieced it together.
"Okay Penelope, your gonna have to stop crying okay?" She nodded. "No matter what happens, stay calm."
She nodded.
"There, you calmed her down. Good job, now shut up." Johnny demanded.
Tony stood up partly in front of Penelope. The gun was aimed at Tony first. Good. Tony watched as the jerks fingers touched the trigger. Just as he was about to pull it, Tony lunged forwards. He grabbed the hand with the pistol in it and shoved it down and away from himself and Penelope. There was two gun shots one to the ground and the other towards Chris as Tony managed to spin Johnny around. He pushed the gun out of the jerks hand and to the ground and kicked it away under a shelf.
"You little brat!" Johnny grunted.
"Nice, how old are you again?" Tony taunted.
Johnny glared and grunted again as he pushed Tony forward into another shelf.
"Penelope!" He whispered urgently to the little girl who surprisingly stayed as calm as expected. She was shaking and tears were welling in her eyes, but she wasn't panicking.
"Yeah?" She mumbled.
"Hide!" Tony said as he was kicked in the stomach. She nodded and looked around. For a little kid about 5 years old, she was smart. She found a box or a bin and opened the lid of it and hopped in and ducked in it.
One Tony knew she was safer, he punched and kicked back. He was starting to wonder why Chris wasn't helping Johnny. As he concentrated he started to hear a groaning sound. After he got pushed to another shelf, he tripped on something and when he looked to what it was, it was Chris who was holding his stomach.
"Good shot Johnny." He mumbled to himself.
He got up, using the wall as support and even switching the lights off and maneuvered around Johnny in the dark who was coming at him with a broom. It was a storage room for cleaning and fixing after all. Tony used a bin to lift him up and jumped to johnny's back. He felt a sharp pain in his leg. He didn't pause to question why. He wrapped his arms around the jerks neck as hes seen in movies, and squeezed. The man instantly dropped his broom and clawed at Tony's arms.
Johnny was big. Big as in muscular. But Tony miraculously was stronger or at least had a deeper purpose. But Johnny slammed backwards into the shelves that Tony always seemed to be pushed into. His back slammed multiple times into the shelves until finally the man weakened and passed out.
Though he fell backwards instead of forwards. There for slamming Tony into the shelves all the way down. His head bouncing on each shelf. And once more on the ground and everything went dark.
Okay, how did i do now? I'm no good at action parts, but from a TV show i'm obsessed with it gives fighting or spy advice. So i believe i've gotten a bit better. Hopefully... Sometimes i feel like i make Tony weak, but i guess thats how i write. Cause for some reason, i came up with an idea to make a fanfic where something happens and Tony starts going insane, like seeing stuff that others cant that scare him half to death. I dunno stupid idea, but its what happens when my best friend obsesses over the movie Silent hill and showed me lots of disturbing videos... O.O and resident evil, but i like resident evil...but yeah. I watch lots of disturbing stuff, so it rubs off.
And i'm trying to get more done on Haunted Shadows since i lost so much of it...but the next update might be victims vs suspects, but even then it might be a while, since i'm busy next weekend and i hardly get to work on stories on week days. Tomorrow i might be open, so i'll try to get some progress. This should also be updated soon cause really all i have to do is copy the part i need and paste it. And i even got closer to finishing it.
