Masking My Life

Chapter One~Stark Expo's Reopening!

Keep your head low.

Keep your sight high.

Keep it all in check.

It was such a big crowd, people of all ages being lead like cattle to the slaughter. That slaughter was the Stark Expo, Tony Stark, the IronMan has reopened his fathers Expo. My parents told me about going once, said Howard was the most brilliant man they ever saw, said that his son would be the same.

I hope they were right.

I look down at the old Stark Expo pamphlet in my hands, looking ahead I hold it up in front of the Stark Expo sign, they were close to the same thing, old and new in the same logo. A smile forms but was quickly destroyed as the people of the crowed push there way to the security booths to get in.

I take a breath remembering my plan as the person in front of me gets checked and okayed. I start to walk through the scanner.

BEEP!!!

"I'm sorry ma'am we're gonna need you to take off your cap, glasses, jacket and let us check your backpack. Then we are gonna need to see your ticket." says one of the guards, I sigh and take off my cap letting my wavy dirty blonde hair fall a little more below my shoulders. I took off my sunglasses showing my gray eyes with the blue tints. I take off my vest leaving me in a plain black shirt and ripped jeans.

They scan me with a tool as I hold my arms out the pamphlet still in my hand, It beeps at my necklace "I sorry I forgot to take it off." he waves me off as I put my jacket and cap back on "No problem ma'am, can I see your ticket?" 

I nod and hold it out.

"Ma'am that is a pamphlet I need to see your ticket."

I look down at the pamphlet 'Oh no' I turn around and close my eyes shut hard "Give me a second to find it!" 

"Ma'am I'm gonna need you to-"

I turn back around with the ticket, he pauses "Name?"

"Illisha Absaar."

(Pronounced (Eye-ly-shauh)

 He looks up nodding and lets me go "Enjoy the expo."

"Thanks."

I start going with the flow of the crowd once more, I grin looking down at my ticket. A grayish blueish translucent shimmer works it way down the ticket which I now look at my pamphlet. A lot of the time it's hard to believe people fall for this stuff, I glad I was even able to pull it off.

It's why my parents are gone.

It's why I'm twenty one having not been to collage or finished high school.

It's why the small town girl from Harpers Ferry doesn't exists anymore.

And it's why I'm here looking for Mr. Stark, the smartest man alive, he would know what to do.

The flow stops as the first five rowish clumps of people hit the stage, the music starts pounding in my ears as the New York city rocketts jam out on stage in IronMan bikinis?

What?

Just then a streak of light through the sky!

That had to be him!

The IronMan was landing on a stage. All very ostentatious. Dancing girls. Fireworks. The whole shebang!!!

From the stage comes a machine that starts dismantling the IronMan suit as the crowd around me chants.

"Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!"

A well dressed man in a suite and sunglasses, Tony Stark "It's good to be back. You missed me?" he ask over the crowd and defining music. I smile he did have a sense of humor.