Give Your Heart A Break (Tony Stark Fanfic)

Chapter 27: 1999, Switzerland

Chapter 27: 1999, Switzerland

Tony's POV:

"We create our own demons. Who said that? What does that even mean? Doesn't matter. I said it 'cause he said it, so now if he was famous, then it's basically getting said by two well-known guys. I don't uh..." I sighed. "Let me start again. Let's track this from the beginning."

Flashback: Switzerland 13 years ago, New Year's Eve Party

"Half-hour 'till the ball drops." Happy informs me.

"Tony Stark, great speech, man!" Said a man approaching me.

"I gave a speech? How was it?" I ask holding Maya's hand.

"Edifying."

"Unintelligible."

"Really? That's my favourite kind, a winning combo." I said with a smirk.

"Hey, uh, where are we going?" Asks Maya

"Uh, to town on each other,
probably back at your room. I want to see your research." I said flirtatiously.

"Okay, you can see my research, but that's it... I'm not going to show you my "town"." Said Maya shaking her head

"Mr. Stark, Ho Yinsen." Said a man introducing himself.

We shook hands.

"Hey, I finally met a man called Ho." I laughed.

"I would like to introduce you to our guest, Doctor Wu." Said Yinsen introducing me to a short asian guy.

"Oh this guy." I said

"Mr. Stark." Said Doctor Wu as we shook hands

"Hey." I said.

He greets me back in some other language.

"You're a heart doctor. She's going to need a cardiologist right away. After I-" i blew on my party horn.

Maya starts laughing.

"Bye," said Maya as we left.

"Perhaps another time?" Asks Yinsen which I ignored.

Present Day

"It started in Bern, Switzerland 1999. The old days. I never thought they'd come back to bite me."

Flashback

"Hey Tony! Aldrich Killian, I'm a big fan of your work." Said a short man with long curly hair and a pimple face.

"My work?" Asks Maya.

"He means me." I said.

"Well, of course, but Miss Hansen, my organization has been tracking your research since year two of M.I.T." Said Killian.

Maya and stepped inside the elevator.

"We're full," I inform Killian.

Killian ignores me and squeezed inside the elevator.

"Oh wow, he made it. He made the cut." I said.

"What floor you going to, pal?" Happy asked him.

"Well now, that is an appropriate question. The ground floor, actually,
of a proposal I'm putting together myself. It's a privately-funded think tank called "Advanced Idea Mechanics" said Killian offering Maya and I both calling cards.

"She'll take both. One to throw away and one to not call." I said

"She'll take both. One to throw away and one to not call." I said