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FrostIron Ch.1: The Trickster and the Playboy
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It was dark, everything that Tony saw was dark. Er, correction, the only light source seemed to come from his chest piece. He tried to get up, but was tied to a chair by chains. He struggled and struggled to try and break free, but to no avail. It seemed that the more he struggled, the tighter the chains grew. He winced in pain from the chains digging into his flesh, leaving imprints. When he looked up he saw a silhouette of man. The only thing that he was able to make out was the piercing emerald eyes that, in his own words, "felt like they were burning a hole into my eye sockets." Those eyes illuminated the darkness a little. They illuminated it as much as street-lights illuminate a dark road.
Tony's eyes grew wide when the figure laid an icy hand onto his right shoulder. "Tsk, tsk Mr.Stark. Does a little bit of coldness make you uncomfortable?" The figure taunted, circling Tony as a shark would circle its prey before it demolished it. "Who are you?" Tony asked, a sort