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Hospital in New York City

"I am afraid Mrs. Stark that you had another miscarriage" the doctor sincerely address the couple in front of him.

The woman began to cry as her husband stood behind her trying to comfort her. The doctor looked the other way not wanting to meet the faces of the devastated couple.

The middle age man in a luxurious suit looked to the doctor. With a desperate look in his face he looked to the doctor.

"There must be something anything" the man pledged.

The doctor wiped the sweat off his brow that was staring to show to buy himself some time. He wasn't sure how to continue explaining any further. For the past two years, he has had the same couple coming to his office, asking him to find a way for them to have a child. But all of his resources has gotten them no where.

"Mr. Stark...I am afraid to say that your wife is incapable of carrying a child for the whole 12 months and if we do manage there is no security that the child will survive or Mrs. Stark. We tried everything and we run off options."

"We pay good money for you doctor!" Mr. Stark threatened. "I will make sure you never work in a hospital again!"

"Please Mr. Stark, let's not be rash" the doctor tried to reasoned. He wanted to keep his job and he knew that Mr. Stark had money and power to ruin him. "There are quite a few women that aren't capable of giving birth. Ever consider adopting!?"

"Tony" Maria Stark whimpered as she tugged her husband's jacket suit.

Howard Stark meet his wife's eyes and sighed. Together they left the room and headed home. Not bothering to talk any further with the doctor.

Few months later...

Orphanage in New York

"Are you ready? Mr. And Mrs. Stark"

Howard looked to his wife as she gave him a nod to continue. Both of the stood across the Headmistress of the New York Orphanage. After days of finding out they couldn't produce a child, they decide to give up and go for adopting a child. Howard felt like a failure, he was unable to create a child. Of all the things he had done to protect the world by creating weapons, he couldn't conceive a child of his own blood.

They wanted a child so badly that they by now didn't care if the child wasn't of their blood.

The headmistress nodded as she looked at the finally paper work.

A short knock interrupted them.

"Come in"

The door open revealing a sister holding a baby in a blue blanket. The Sister walked up to the headmistress and greeted the Starks.

"Mr. Stark, Mrs. Stark, we currently have baby of 6 months, a boy to be specific" the headmistress addressed the sister to give the baby to the Starks.

"He's beautiful" Maria Stark whimper after only getting a glimpse of the child that was place in her arms. The baby about 6 months squirmed in her arms.

Howard Stark leaned against his wife to get a good look at the child. As the Headmistress had said, it was a boy.

"What is his name?" Howard asked.

"When he found him when he was just a few weeks old in front of our doors. He was wrapped in that same blanket that we presume is him name."

Howard and Maria looked at the blue blanket which looked hand made and at the corner of the blanket, in golden yarn the words 'Anthony' woven in.

"Anthony?"

"Anthony Edward Stark" Maria Stark agreed. Holding the child close to her breast as the baby Anthony let out a small cry. Comforting the child Maria looked to her husband and with tears at the corner of her eyes she responded. "He's perfect"

Howard couldn't agree more, his son was destined to surpass him. He would make sure of it.

Sorry for the late up and because you suggested. I decide to continue this story.

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