Time Keeper and Grim Reaper

Chapter 2

"Young Lady. Sir. The time is 7am and it's sunny, with the temperature of.." The familiar voice of JARVIS softly started listing the day's agenda through the lab. I grinned up to the grumbling Tony. "Why do I stick with a 'Sir' when you are 'Young Lady'? Atrocious! Ridiculous!" "Thanks, J." "It's my honour, young lady." " 'My honour'! My ass! Remind me how old you are?" Tony fumed as I wrapped up the last update. JARVIS will take over the rest. It should be done by the time I finish showering. "Then, do remind me who created him, Tones?" "It's you, Sir, as I remember." "Beware! I'm so going to donate you to the local university for analysis!" "Oh my, I quiver in fear, Sir." Barking out a peal of laughter over that sass, I started scanning for anything I had left behind. Just then, the door opened.

"Morning. You seriously need to eat something other than coffee, both of you." "I feel your love, Peps." Tony kissed her cheek, thanking, pulling her into a soft half-hug as he took his cup of coffee. I gagged, before sipping the coffee Peps handed to me. Hmmm... Caffeine. "Aren't you running a little late, Alex?" "Young Lady. You had promised Miss Davis to meet her at 7.45am. The time now is 7.17am. Do you wish to inform her about the slight lateness?" That sends me rearing. "Fuck! I'm late!" After years and years of attending numerous schools, both high schools and universities, I really still had bad time management. "Hey! With that power of yours, wouldn't you just slow down the time to get ready? Even just for a split second?" Tony yelled after me, as I ran to the showers in the lab. Even in the showers, I could hear Pepper smacking Tony faintly. "Not everyone is like you, Tony." "Pepper, what is this constant sarcasm? I don't remember you to be this cruel." "Then your memory is failing you." Pepper shot me a smirk, high-fiving me as I neared. "Alright. Alright. I should get going. Tony! Listen to Pep!" I warned as I entered the lift with my glider.

It was a good 30mins later, running 15 mins late into the meetup with Abigail when I finally reached MIT. Yes, you didn't hear wrongly. It's MIT, my former and current school. Just happens that I decided to enrol into another degree this time. "ALEX!" Abigail's face morphed into excitement as she watched me flipped the glider back into a watch. "O. M. G. Is that a new upgrade that I'm seeing? How long? And please don't tell me you didn't sleep last night again!" Abigail Davis, my best girlfriend from the same course. And yes, she does know all the stuff about the great Guardian of Time and Iron Man. Who can blame her when her instinct is so on the spot and all the news blasting about Iron Man when Tones first came out. The main problem? We have known each other since high school. I just happened to join for another round of high school again when she approached me and we hit it up since then. Ever since we became good friends and later even joined MIT's Brain and Cognitive Science degree together. "SHHHHH!" "Alright! Alright! Questions later. BUT! Breakfast first~" With that, she dragged me to the cafeteria and I instantly groaned. "Oh, come on. Class starts at 9! We're gonna be late!" "Well, someone has decided to help us do a little change. And a little bird named Miss Potts had kindly informed me of your situation before you came~" "What?! How can JARVIS just change classes for us! Traitors!"

The next few days were fairly usual, which haven't been happening a lot ever since Bambi had announced to the world that he's Iron Man. Not that I'm complaining. Having my fair share of fighting the war, making enemies along with my long life and the constant run, I was used to all the bloodshed which some I might have regretted. I had also long made the decision not to run anymore, deciding to stay with Tony until the end of his mortal life. That is the very least I can do. After walking Abigail to her house after a long day and week at the campus and bidding goodbye, I noticed a suspicious black vehicle, stopping at the side of the road. Knowing something was off right away, I sped up a little and true enough, it crept slowly behind me. So... I am the target. But using my powers unnecessarily will be unwise, especially when there are another 2 men trailing after me. It was then when there was a sudden fast rush of steps, and I clicked open my glider, ready to jump on board when there was a small toss and my glider immediately powered down, flipping back into a watch. Damn it, EMP. Whoever is after me, has a background.