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When tony had woken up that very morning, this had not been the type of day he had in mind.
He thought that maybe, just maybe, he could have one day with nothing strange as fuck happening to him or his tower. But of course he was wrong.
With the stupid fucking car and the stupid fucking...everything.
At this point he was seriously starting to wonder if the universe just naturally had it out for him. Just said, "Oh I'm going to pick on Tony Stark today. Or everyday."
Tony thought that that was a very plausible argument.
So when he woke up to pain wracking through his entire body, he figured that this was bound to happen eventually.
He could barely think straight the pain was so great. He almost blacked out again when he tried to move to find out what was going on. Being stuck in a car that was on its side was not a fun experience.
He dug through his brain trying to remember what had happened.
There was a car...following...crash
He couldn't think straight his head was throbbing. He figured he must have gotten a concussion at some point during the crash.
Tony groaned and tried to look down at his body, but when he saw the rod of metal jutting out of his stomach, he knew something was very wrong. A pool of crimson was soaking through his white shirt making it an odd dark red colour. His hands started groping wildly at the beam and his breath quickened. As he felt around the wound, hot, sticky blood covered his hands.
Ok Stark calm down this is nothing. You've taken worse, right?
But when he realized that no one was going to come to their rescue, panic started to take over his thoughts. They where in the middle of nowhere when - what he assumed must have been a bomb - shook their car and rolled them on their side.
Bruce had tried telling him about the car.
Bruce.
Tony craned his neck to try and glance over at him. It was difficult considering the car was lying on the side that was closest to Bruce. He managed to move enough so that he could see him out of the corner of his eye.
And what he saw was, strange to say the least.
Bruce seemed to be unconscious. He had a gash on his forehead that looked bad as it was oozing blood. Tony tried to spot wounds on the rest of his body but wasn't able to. The fact that the hulk hadn't appeared was foreign to Tony. And he wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not.
He tried to figure out why Bruce might not have transformed but couldn't. He could barely think straight let alone figure out the next greatest mystery on top of the last. And they were piling on pretty fast.
He had to figure out a solution to the problem at hand.
Suddenly, a small flicker of a light bulb went off in his brilliant mind. A while ago, tony had equipped most of his cars with JARVIS's AI software. Now they all had their own personal JARVIS. Fortunately, this car was no exception.
Tony groaned as he tried to reach for a button on the dashboard in front of him.
With each movement of his arm, a new stab of pain shot throughout his body and he almost couldn't take it anymore until finally, his hand felt the coolness of the button and he pressed it.
A garbled, but somewhat recognizable voice replied.
"How may I help you sir?"
"JARVIS..." Tony groaned. "Oh thank god..."
"Are you aright sir?"
"No…" Tony struggled to talk through his rasp throat. "I need you...to contact...the others."
"The Avengers?"
"Agh!" Tony almost screamed as he felt another stab of pain, this one stronger than the others, move like a wave throughout his body. "Yes!"
"Very well sir" JARVIS's cool voice somehow managed to calm Tony down a bit.
He was starting to feel claustrophobic in the close confinement of the car. And the pain wasn't getting any better. He hoped that JARVIS had contacted the avengers and they came quickly.
"...Tony..." Bruce groaned from beside him.
Tony heard him trying to shuffle to right himself but stopped as he let out a groan of pain.
"Don't move... car will...tip" he was having trouble getting the words out of his mouth.
"Tony, you're hurt"
It was a blunt statement, one that he knew perfectly well but still, fear rolled through his body. He let out a strained chuckle. "What this...? This is... nothing."
Tony could practically feel the concern rolling off of Bruce. He heard him shuffling a bit, accompanied with groans of pain but then a few seconds later, handed a small cloth from who knows where, to tony.
"Press around the wound."
He took the cloth and did as he was told, Applying as much pressure as he could before the pain became too much to bear. His breathing was shallow and loud in the smoking car.
"I told... JARVIS...to alert...the avengers."
"Good. Hang in there Tony ok, they'll be here soon."
Tony nodded but stopped as soon as he realized that made the pain worse. He knew that the only option he had was to wait. Wait and try not to die. This day was just going wonderfully.
Tony didn't know how much time passed in his half awoken daze but soon enough he heard alarmingly loud groaning and creaking in the car.
"Shit, what's happening?" came Bruce's panicked voice as the creaking became louder.
Tony didn't know and couldn't answer but when the car started to move, he knew.
The groaning and creaking was because the car was falling over.
As it became louder, the car tipped and rocked. Tony felt immense pain as suddenly with a huge crash, the car fell upright onto its wheels. Somewhere in the fog of his brain he registered a cry of pain from either Bruce or himself (possibly both). The pain was more than he had ever imagined. Somehow, he noticed that the beam that was lodged in his abdomen had gotten loose which he knew, from watching all of his favorite medical dramas, was not a good thing.
The sheer amount of pain that he felt simply clouded everything else out. The world was a haze of colours, and sounds. He didn't know what happened in the next couple of minutes, but the only thing that really stuck was the confusion and the noise.
With one final huge nudge of the car, something inside of Tony snapped, and pulled him into the darkness once more.
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