Hi!
I know that i have finally posted after such a long time, m sooooo sooooorrrrryyyyyyy...maths teacher is like a hammerhead shark. but i have holidays. for like: sunday, then its janmashtami ( we celebrate the birth of lord Krishna) and then its the 71'st independance day !(of india... I kinda know only one indian guy on wattpad, wandervibes)
So,...
I guess i have nothing more to say :)
No wait.
I have made an account at wattpad, check it out, i had posted a blog, i dont remember its name. this will be the only iron man fic which will not get a revamp.
ch-3
Tony could barely keep himself from gasping. The room was littered with blueprints,and testubes. And there were some mysterious bottles at the corner of the room, which smelled terrible. TERRIBLE. t-e-r-r-i-b-l-e. terybul.
Well, well. It was a lab.
"Hi!"
Tony fell back, surprised, as a face popped from behind one of the tables. His irritation sparked forward on his face and he made a face.
"Oh. Well, this is weak."
Tony felt even more angry. Was the man calling him weak?
One look at him, and..NO. He was talking to the bottle in his hand. Talk about high-headed people.
Tony coughed loudly, for the person was simply ignoring the fact that a seventeen year old was lying on the floor waiting for an apology. It did give lashes of pain to his chest, though.
Nick Fury smirked. (the idiot thinks now is the best time to smile.) He tapped the man's shoulder which made him sigh , and turnn to Tony.
" This is the boy."
"yeah , I know."
Tony stared the man and took in his appearance. He had white skin, which was spoiled by the bags under his eyes. He had a goatee (now untidy) and small
structure. Tony could'nt help but gawp helplessly at the toned muscles which showed through his black tank hands were littered with scars. He smiled, Tony could'nt help but notice the weariness that was etched out in his now smiling eyes. He pulled Tony up.
"Now that we are done... Hi?"