I tap my feet against the floor impatiently in the tower's pristine clean lobby. All around me, people are staring and whispering about me and Spider-man. I don't even know why they even bother whispering and try to keep it a secret when they are loud enough for a deaf person to hear their conversation.
Tony Stark walks back into the lobby, his face expressing deep exhaustion, and looks my way and waves me over. I follow him and bombard him with questions.
"Is he okay? I think I brought him here in time I just-" he cuts me off, "Spider-Man is fine, kid, but I need to ask you a few questions alright?"
I nod my head in agreement.
"What did you see happen?"
"I was taking a nap in my apartment when I heard screams of Spider-Man's name, I rushed outside and saw that the building was on fire. I helped distinguish the fire and I thought everyone had evacuated, but I saw his red suit hand sticking out from under the beam and I pulled him out."
"Do you have super strength?"
"Me? No. Just ice and fire powers. I can show you if you want?"
"No, no. Not here, besides I've already met you BlueFire, remember the uh- last battle," he staggers before continuing, "You ruined my Mark 27 suit."
"Yeah, sorry about that," I say, scratching my neck in embarrassment.
"We'll talk about you later, but do you want to see him?"
"I can?" I ask in surprise.
"He's right up here, just follow me up the elevator," he says as I begin to follow him.
We get on the elevator and start riding to the 4th floor.
"How long have you had your powers?" Tony asks.
"Around 5 years now."
Tony just nods his head as we exit the elevator and walk down to a room.
"He's in there."
I hesitantly open the door as my eyes widen in disbelief at Peter Parker laying on the infirmary bed.
"You're Spider-man!" I exclaim in shock.
He groans in embarrassment and covers his face, "Mr. Stark! Why'd you let her in?"
"She did save your life, kid," Tony's voice responds.
"You did?" Peter/Spider-Man asks me.
"Yeah, you got trapped in the fire. Do you remember?"
He starts rubbing his head, "It's a little fuzzy. I think I heard a scream, but I never found a body."
"That's odd. From what I heard from the police, you both saved everyone in the building, there wasn't anyone left," Mr. Stark says.
"Did they determine the cause of the fire yet? When I saw it on patrol, there weren't any fire trucks or anything nearby," Peter asks.
"No, but I think it's definitely suspicious. If there wasn't anyone screaming, it might've been a trap for you Spider-Man. Without BlueFire, you could've died."
Peter sighs, "I know, Mr. Stark! I thought I had it."
"Seeing as how I've seen you without the suit, can I know your name?" I ask Peter, pretending I don't know him from school.
"Peter Parker," he introduces.
"Can I know yours?"
"No, I'm sorry Spidey, but I need to keep my identity secret, I never know who's listening."
Tony Stark gives me an odd look, "Okay, Peter here needs to rest up so let's go Elsa."
We leave his room.