Ok, in case someone doesn't know (Everybody knows, Kaiso. Shut up.)
(y/n) - your name
(l/n) - last name
(e/c) - eye colour
(h/c) - hair colour
(f/c) - favourite colour
And ugh, this is my first ever fanfiction in english (I wrote some in polish... But only a few, so I'm not very experienced), so please, be gentle? And I'd be very greatful for showing me grammar mistakes, like I said, I haven't written in english yet.
You’re standing on the street of New York, don’t really know what to do. You just wanted to have a walk to your favourite restaurant, like thousands of people do, when all that… Chaos, happened. Large, blue hole in the sky, aliens with super-mega-hyper-whatnot guns flying around and destroying everything, cars crashing around you, people screaming and running in unidentified directions… So you just begun to scream and run somewhere too, with the crowd. But suddenly, one of those aliens showed up, with clearly not friendly intentions. Unsure of what to do, you just hid behind the car, when the alien started to shooting at innocent people… So now you’re standing here, on the street, behind the car, and you HAVE TO do something! That creature is killing people! Suddenly, you have the idea. You take a small rock lying on the ground, throw it at the alien, and quickly hide again, before it can see you. Great plan, if not the one, small detail – it didn’t even notice a rock hitting its body… ”Worth a try I guess… Ugh. What to do, what to do, oh (y/n), think!” you whisper to yourself, looking around with desperation. You don’t have any fancy, fighting skills, so even the knife in your pocket is useless, because you just don’t know how to attack the alien… Suddenly, your sight meets the interior of the car in front of you. The hell is metal pipe doing in there… But you don’t care, you just take the pipe in your right hand, the knife goes to the left hand, and as quietly as you can, you run to the creature. It is turned to you it’s back, so it doesn’t see you at all. You have no idea how is this built, so you just hit it with your pipe, in the place you think its neck is. The creature falters, so you don’t waste your time, and dig the knife in the same place, as quick and deep as you can, and do it again, and again… It falls in front of you. ”Did it… Die?” you think, looking at the creature. Well, even if not, it’s unconscious, or not able to move, so, success! You still feel adrenaline in your veins, so not thinking much, you bend down over the alien, and with fast move, whip the gun off it. Thanks goodness, that you know at least basics about guns, so you just explore it, wondering how to use it. Finally, you reach a thing that feels like a trigger or something, so you point the gun at one of aliens flying above you on that flying-platform thingy, and pull the trigger. ”Yes! It works! It works!” you think, seeing a blue beam, hitting the alien with spectacular flare. You’re starting to get excited, because you just learned how to use a space gun (woohoo!), but soon your thoughts come back to the action, because the aliens seemed to notice you. Probably the fact that some of them landed their platforms and point their guns at you, is a good clue that they did… ”Quick! Quick! Quick!” you think, running to hide behind the nearest car. You know that hiding won’t help you survive, you have to attack… Fast. You incline from behind the car, and shoot, quickly hiding again, avoiding the creatures’ shots. Impossible! You got one! So, the next one. Incline again, this time you got two of them. And, this way, you’re alone again, can’t believe in your luck, and panting hard from the effort. You just killed an alien… Not even one alien, a few of them! And you aren’t even hurt! How did it happen? How did you do that? You don’t know, but you suddenly realize, that you’re standing in the middle of a street. Sure, there are cars here, but it isn’t very good place to hide and fight anyway, so you look around, looking for something better. Oh, there, a building. Building with columns, balconies and places to hide… Perfect! You quickly run there and hide behind one of the columns, waiting for the aliens to show up. You don’t have to wait long, so you just shoot at every alien that you can see trying to stay hidden, what goes quite well, considering the fact that the creatures didn’t seem to notice where are you. Of course you miss some of them, it’s not like you are suddenly a perfect gunman, but still, it seems that you killed quite a lot. Things go well, you are still shooting, they still didn’t find you… You even started to get bored… No, just kidding, shooting at aliens not knowing will you survive to the next day is pretty interesting way to spend time. Just to be sure, you move from one column to another sometimes, it’s a large building, you’re in the center of New York after all. Suddenly, something interesting happens! You see a small, gold and red figure, flying above the street. You know who it is, of course, everyone does. Famous, genius billionaire, Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man. But it’s not the important part, the important part is, that quite a lot of aliens is flying behind him, trying to get him. You let out a small sight, before you point your gun at them, and start to shoot. You’re not even hiding much anymore, what sense does it make, when you just shoot like that at them? Well, you get their attention for sure, your plan to help Mr. Stark was great, just brilliant, considering the part that the aliens goes to you, shooting of course. They get the column, so you hide behind other one… The building won’t stand this, and you know it. You have to run before it collapses. You have nowhere to hide, they will kill you… You’re still shooting, trying to not think about the fact you’re probably a dad man already. But they get closer, one of the shots just barely misses you, hitting the car nearby. A piece of glass from the car digs in your leg, filling you with pain, and letting you feel the blood that flows from it, some other (but smaller) pieces cut your arm and back, not harming you much, but it still hurts, and probably bleeds a bit. You fall, actually surprised, that you weren’t hurt earlier… You’re lucky. But your luck won’t be really useful now, when you fall you know it’s over, they’re too close to even try to continue shooting. It’s over… ”Nice death” - you think, closing your eyes - ”Badass…”. You just keep your eyes closed, waiting for the death. But… It doesn’t come. You hear a loud noise just next to you instead, so you quickly open your eyes. And here he is, the Iron Man himself, fighting them, protecting you with his suit, standing before you. Iron Man… Protecting you… Wow! You just barely missed the death, but that doesn’t matter, you just met Iron Man and he’s fighting with you, it’s so exciting! Just… Wow! But wait, fighting WITH you… You’re not doing very good job with that, are you? You quickly pull out a glass from your leg, and reach for your gun, but before you even try to get up with it, he’s done. All of the aliens dead. You sigh with relief, as he turns to you, and shows you his face.
-You OK kid? – are his first words. You just nod, filled with too many emotions to say anything – Well then… When you do it with an alien, always use good protection!
It seems that he wants to cheer you up a bit, before asking questions like “Who the hell are you and what do you think you’re doing?!”. Even though the joke is stupid, your head is so tired and confused, that you can’t help but laugh quietly.
-So… We don’t really have much time, ya know, city under attack and stuff, have to go… I guess I’ll see ya later, kid.
-Wait! – you say quickly.
-Oh, so you can talk! What is it?
- Can I help? You know, I kinda just shot a bunch of those creatures…
- And almost died. – Iron Man reminded you, but you didn’t answer that, looking at him without much expression – Well… Do you have any… Qualifications?
- Enough to use it. And help. – you said, pointing at the gun in your hand, standing in provocative pose and smirking. Mr. Stark look at you with hesitance, but it seems your military combat trousers, (f/c) T-shirt with a skull on it and black, leather jacket made you look more experienced and competent, because he shrugged, and made a step towards you.
- Ok kid, get ready. – he said, embracing you and letting his mask down.
- Adventuuurrrr! – you let out an exited cheer raising your fist, and heard a small chuckle from Mr. Stark, before your feet left the ground.