When the demon came to Tony in the desert, in his most desperate hour, and offered Tony everything he knew he already deserved, he said yes. He could survive and heal as good as new, in exchange for his soul in fifteen years time.
Tony’s life had been fading away, and he didn’t want to die a villain. He wanted to make up for the life he’d lived so far, and become someone worth remembering. He knew he could do it, if only there had been a way to get out of that cave alive. The demon had known Tony's weaknesses, but it hadn't been hard to convince him. Tony hadn't seen another way out.
After becoming Iron Man, and joining the Avengers, he'd nearly forgotten about his deal. He’d half-hoped it had all been a nasty nightmare.
But now his fifteen years were almost up. He was seeing his demon everywhere. He was like his shadow, constantly watching him. Tony would avert his eyes when he walked by mirrors, because that's when the dark shadow of the demon made itself known in ominous flashes of dark swirling light. He'd see him in his rearview mirror, only to whip around to an empty backseat. He'd see him in his huge glass windows, or at least his shadowy figure. Tony's hands started to shake from the fear of it.
As Tony stepped onto that battlefield to defeat Thanos, he was determined to be the one to wear the gauntlet. He would bear the weight of the stones as his last valiant act on Earth before his debt came due. He didn’t dare breath a word of his fate to anyone, not even Pepper.
When Tony finally snapped his fingers, the demon was waiting. Its red eyes and gnashing teeth were just as ghastly as Tony remembered. He tried not to feel any regret as the demon grabbed his soul, and squeezed.
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When the demon came to Tony in the desert, in his most desperate hour, and offered Tony everything he knew he already deserved, he said yes. He could survive and heal as good as new, in exchange for his soul in fifteen years time.
Tony’s life had been fading away, and he didn’t want to die a villain. He wanted to make up for the life he’d lived so far, and become someone worth remembering. He knew he could do it, if only there had been a way to get out of that cave alive. The demon had known Tony's weaknesses, but it hadn't been hard to convince him. Tony hadn't seen another way out.
After becoming Iron Man, and joining the Avengers, he'd nearly forgotten about his deal. He’d half-hoped it had all been a nasty nightmare.
But now his fifteen years were almost up. He was seeing his demon everywhere. He was like his shadow, constantly watching him. Tony would avert his eyes when he walked by mirrors, because that's when the dark shadow of the demon made itself known in ominous flashes of dark swirling light. He'd see him in his rearview mirror, only to whip around to an empty backseat. He'd see him in his huge glass windows, or at least his shadowy figure. Tony's hands started to shake from the fear of it.
As Tony stepped onto that battlefield to defeat Thanos, he was determined to be the one to wear the gauntlet. He would bear the weight of the stones as his last valiant act on Earth before his debt came due. He didn’t dare breath a word of his fate to anyone, not even Pepper.
When Tony finally snapped his fingers, the demon was waiting. Its red eyes and gnashing teeth were just as ghastly as Tony remembered. He tried not to feel any regret as the demon grabbed his soul, and squeezed.