Prologue: Five Years Later
To most people, the feeling of wind in their faces along with being dragged down by gravity is usually enough to make them start screaming with terror. Not me though. All I felt was the rush and the feeling of thrusters in the boots gave me a sense of security.
"Hey, Alex, think you could stop that god-awful racket? It's hurting my ears" Stark frowned.
"I still find your lack of taste in music distasteful, my dear host; it is a disgrace for a man of your position." The symbiote muttered to his host.
"If I wanted to listen to a man talk about his views on his life, I'd open a religious channel. Play some AC/DC, Jarvis." The billionaire requested.
Shoot to Thrill began playing before it was interrupted by another song, this one by Kendrick Lamar 'Swimming Pools'
"Swimming Pools (Drank)" by Kendrick Lamar
"Pour up (drank), head shot (drank)
Sit down (drank), stand up (drank)
Pass out (drank), wake up (drank)
Faded (drank), faded (drank)
Now I done grew up 'round some people living their life in bottles
Granddaddy had the golden fla-"
"Jarvis!" Tony yelled.
"Yes sir." The music then abruptly cuts and is replaced by Shoot to Thrill.
"You do realize this means war, right, Stark?" The symbiote growled.
"Bring it on you oversized parasite" The playboy grinned.