T P.O.V.:

Can't concentrate. Mind racing. Heart pounding. Breathing shallow.

The white walls become flashes and blurs, continuously filling my lungs with the stale air of the hospital as I run after the gurney carrying one of the most important people in my life on it. 'She has to be okay. I don't know if my heart can handle having her back only to have her permanently go away for the rest of my life…' As they rush her into a room, a few nurses block the doorway causing me to skid to a halt in front of them.

"We're sorry sir, but we cannot allow you any further. The doctor needs time and space to take care of your friend." One of the nurses ordered.

I protested as much as I could, trying my best to break through their little blockade but there was nothing I could do. So, I took a seat across from the door and waited. People walked past, more gurneys flew by, and everyone carried the same aura; the gut-churning feeling that something wrong was going to occur, that sense of foreboding that can't help but keep you on the edge until the very last second of which, even then, a million different outcomes could happen. After waiting for what felt like millenniums, the nurses moved away from the door and let the doctor out of the room. I wasted no time in coming up to her.

"How is she?" I didn't care how rude I sounded at this point, my main focus was Pep.

The doctor smiled at my concern. "She'll be just fine. She has a small body, but she is a fighter. Ms. Potts will be out of here in no time, most likely a day or two." She announced, walking off to attend to more work.

With nothing else in my way, I practically flew inside of Pepper's hospital room and to her bedside.

"Pepper…"

"T-Tony?"

Unknown P.O.V.:

A thin figure in a black catsuit made their way around a small apartment, leaving a trail of discord and scattered items everywhere. They completely tore up the place until they stumbled across a box of valuables inside a broom closet. The figure rummaged through, a small smirk coming over their face as they stared at wads of cash and different types of golden jewelry.

Suddenly, the jingle of keys and the sound of the tumblers turning in the lock could be heard from outside the apartment door. "No no...They shouldn't be here yet." The cat burglar muttered as they covered the box of valuables, and tucked it underneath their arm. Opening up the window in the living room, they climbed out on the small ledge and leapt forward, backflipping a few times to propel their body to the building next door. Without skipping a beat as they landed on their feet, the cat burglar continued running, leaping from building to building until they were far away from the apartment building. They put the box down and ripped their black and white volto mask off, trying to steady their breathing. As they looked at the moon shining above them, only one thought was stuck in their mind.

"I'm coming for you Pepper Potts."

Author Note: Jeez, it's almost been a whole year since I've updated this story. Sorry for the inconsistency, sometimes I lose the desire to write, have writers block, or I'm simply too busy. But thank you so much for sticking with this. I'll try my best to continue this story and my other one, "Black Heart", to completion.