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2. BARF

Quentin storms out, clearly pissed. "He named my life's work, BARF?!" He throws the clipboard away which had the speech he wrote in two hours pain stakingly because he wanted the world to know the essence of the technology he created. He sits in the waiting room, covering his face with his hands trying to calm himself down. When it did not help, he screams and punches the wall. Not stopping at the pain, he kept on going till blood was smeared on the wall, coming from his fists.

Tony walks in the waiting room, shifting his head to Quentin, alarmed at first. "I do that a lot." He suddenly grabs Tony by his collar, "What the hell's wrong with you?! I worked hard for it and all you did was give it this stupid name! It has more worth than anything! Even your stupid Iron Man suits." He does not seem affected, "Look honey with all the heat I get from Steve Rogers lately, I have no time for this." Quentin loosens his grip, "What.. what do you mean?" Tony grins, "Means you're fired. Bye bye." He had no more fight in him and went out of the room, drained with energy.

He takes a break at the nearby benches outside the building, looking up at the sky. "Tony Stark. Always a pleasure isn't it?" He looks up and sees a girl, with short brown hair with one side tucked at her ear. "My name's Maya. What's yours?" She extends her hand out for a handshake. "Quentin." He shook it. She takes a coffee can that was stuffed in her leather jacket and offered it to him, "Maybe time for a new path?" He took it and she sits beside him. "You knew what happen?" She nods, "Would you believe it if I was sent here to kill Tony Stark and that I'm an assassin?" Quentin was quiet for a while. "I am confused. Do I feel scared now?" She laughs, "Just kidding. I overheard your fight. Not gonna lie, the whole floor did." He shrugs, "Guess I'm finally getting the recognition?" Her phone starts buzzing and she looks at the watch. "Give me a minute here Quentin. Work calls." She answers, "Yeah I just left the building. Yeah, he picked up this kid from Queens for our little battle. Fun. Okay, tell Steve I'll be there soon. Thanks Sam." and she hangs up. She looks at him, "I have to go. All I can say is if you're lost and don't know what to do, go back to your heart, find out why you embarked on this specific route." She stands up, places her hand on his shoulder, "Things will get better."

Quentin finally speaks, "Thanks for the advice stranger." She smiles. He observed her as she walked off, quickly disappearing in the crowded sight. He took a deep breath, he knew he had to start planning right now.