As I came to, the first thing I noticed was that there was a large hole in the wall of the cage.
The second thing was that I was alone in a forest.
I growled and silently cursed the handyman.
I jumped through the hole and started investigating my surroundings.
I ran into a direction that smelled of faint fast food.
I needed to find Bruce.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I thought about Bruce. Would he even notice I was gone? He was upset with me last time I saw him...
I shook my body at the thought. It doesn't matter. I will take care of Bruce even if it kills me.
I heard some people talking about Tony, "Yeah, he's got a huge tower in Manhattan anyway. Why would he need a house in Malibu,".
"Because he's Stark that's why," they continued their conversation as they walked away and headed to the nearest building.
I found a decent city called 'Queens' and started wandering around.
Until I felt a noose tighten around my neck, sending me into a full-on panic remembering a time in Afghanistan...
I made a loud screech as I started trying to escape.
The noose started choking me, but I didn't care. I wanted out.
I felt someone grab my vest investigating the tags Bruce had put on my back.
I felt the person pick me up as I struggled against it and bit whoever it was.
After a cry of pain, they put a muzzle on me... More memories surfaced and I was in full on panic mode.
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No Man Left Behind (Avengers Fanfiction)
FanfictionI'm just one of many. One of the many U.S. Military dogs that come and go every day. I learn faster than most dogs. I'm currently in Afghanistan with my handler, Calvin Banner. I am Dali. Let's see whe...