I hope you enjoy this. In my version Tony Stark has a little sister, Aria, who is 16 years younger than him. This will be entirely from her point of view, unless otherwise stated. It won't have everything from the movie in it, but you've already seen all of the Marvel films.
Aria Stark sat next to Obadiah Stane while Colonel James Rhodes was on stage giving a speech about her elder brother. Her right hand fiddled with her phone, texting her brother. She looked around the room, hoping he might make a grand entrance at the last minute. Unfortunately though, he never showed. Obadiah, the occupant of the seat to her right, stood up and strode to the stage.
"This is beautiful, thank you," Obadiah states, looking at the award in his hand. "Thank you all very much. This is wonderful. Well, I'm not Tony Stark. But if I were Tony, I would tell you how honored I feel and what a joy to receive this very prestigious award. Tony, you know, the best thing about Tony is the worst thing. He's always working."
"Yeah, working some slut out of her dress," Aria murmured under her breath.
Obadiah walked off the stage while the room was still applaud the speech. She checked her phone again, nothing from Tony. Downing the glass of champagne in front of her, she set off to find Rhodey and Stane. Her royal blue cocktail dress flowed about her while her black stilettos sounded off with each step. She found the two men waiting for her backstage.
"I can't believe he didn't show," Rhodey commented in disbelief, the award back in his hands.
"He's in Vegas somewhere," the young woman commented.
"But not where he was supposed to be," Rhodey replied. "I'm going to go look for him. I'll see you two later."
The Air Force colonel took off towards the casino. Obadiah sighed and turned to the young woman next to him.
"Are you flying out tonight or tomorrow?" He asked her.
"Tonight, I've got a busy morning tomorrow. I've got some important meetings that I can't miss," Aria answered, fidgeting with the ring on her right hand.
"I'll see you tomorrow," He told her, placing his hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her nerves. "Tony will come around. I just know he'll clean his act up."
Aria just nodded her head as Obadiah walked away leaving her alone. Four hours later and her private jet had landed on the LAX tarmac. She didn't reach the Stark mansion until almost 1 am. Upon entering the home she shared with her brother, she discovered her brother beat her home; a trail of clothes leading up to his room. Shaking her head she ventured off towards her own room.
"Good evening JARVIS," Aria said out loud.
"Good evening Miss Stark. How was your trip?" The smooth voice of the AI asked.
"The flight was quick, Vegas wasn't bad, Tony once again did not appear. He was too busy gambling and find a new woman to sleep with," she answered with a disapproving tone.
"I'm sure he'll grow up someday," JARVIS commented.
"He's 38, I don't think he'll ever grow up. Goodnight JARVIS," Aria sighed, pushing the door to her bedroom open.
"Goodnight Miss Stark," JARVIS replied, going silent until called on again.
Aria dropped her duffle next to her bed and shuffled towards her bathroom. She flicked her shoes off her feet and into the open closet. Ten minutes later she flopped onto her bed, make washed off her face and now wearing a white Stark Industries tank top and a pair of yoga pants. Crawling under the covers, she passed out the second her head hit the pillow.
"Good morning. It's 7 am. The weather in Malibu is 72 degrees with scattered clouds. The surf conditions are fair with waist to shoulder high lines. High tide will be at 10:52 am," JARVIS announced while raising the screens on her windows.
"Thank you JARVIS," Aria groaned.
She crawled out of bed, miscalculating the distance between her and the edge of the bed causing her to fall off. The young woman staggered into the shower minutes later letting the cold water fully wake her up.
"JARVIS, where's my brother?" She asked out loud, wrapping a towel around herself.
"He is down in the garage," the AI answered.
Twenty minutes later Aria was walking down the steps to the garage, her black Stark Industries shirt, skinny jeans, and chucks making her look like she was Tony's daughter instead of little sister. Upon reaching the bottom, she punched her code in allowing her access.
"Morning," Aria called out.
"Good morning Aria," Pepper Potts replied.
"Morning, how old are you again? You look like you're 16," Tony said, tilting his head as he stared down his little sister.
"Im 22, at least I look younger than I really am," she smirked.
"Are you calling me old?" He threw back at her, standing up and wiping the grease from the car he was working on onto a rag.
"Yeah," Aria replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"I love you too," he grinned.
"As I was saying before Aria showed up, your flight was scheduled to leave an hour and a half ago," Pepper lectured.
"That's funny, I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there," Tony quipped.
"Tony, I need to speak to you about a couple of things before I get you out of the door," Pepper shot over to him.
"Doesn't it defeat the purpose of having your own private plane if it takes off before you get there?" Tony asked.
"I've gotta go, meetings. Fly safe, I'll see you soon," Aria quickly her brother a one armed hug.
"Will do. Take care of yourself," Tony replied as she quickly walked out.
With her purse in hand, she quickly arrived to her white Audi R8 parked out front. The drive was fairly short, traffic was at a minimum. She pulled up into her spot noticing that Obadiah Stane was already there, and it was barely 8 am. Her sneakers carried her swiftly throughout the building until she reached the Research and Development department, her playroom.
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen," Aria announced as she bounded into the room, her long brown her swaying with each step.
She glanced around the room filled with Stark Industries board members, government officials, and representatives from the United Nations. Taking a mental note of who was in attendance, she swapped her purse for her lab coat which was hanging by a desk in the room.
"What I'm here to show you is the future. This will not only help our country and our soldiers, but also those in countries who do not have access to enough clean water. Here at Stark Industries, my top scientists and I have been working hard to find an economical solution that will save lives," Aria began.
They day wore on, presentations and meetings one after another. At around 4 pm the barrage had came to a halt, giving her room to breathe. She sat in her office, a salad set in front of her. As she was bringing the first forkful of greens to her mouth a knock echoed through her office.
"Do you have a minute?" Pepper Potts asked as she entered the spacious room.
"Anything for you pepper," Aria sighed, letting the fork drop to the bowl.
"Since Tony is gone, this contract needs to be read and signed. I'll need it by tomorrow afternoon," The assistant requested as she set the papers on her desk.
"Will do Pep. Oh hey, any plans tonight? Doing anything fun for your birthday?" Aria inquired.
"No, no plans. It'll probably be a quiet night in with pizza, beer, and ice cream," Pepper replied.
"We should go out, your favorite restaurant and we'll have a wonderful time because Tony is out of the country," the brunette offered.
"There is this little pizza place in Burbank that I love," Pepper thought out loud.
"Sounds like a plan," Aria smirked.
"Why haven't I been there before!" Aria exclaimed as they both climbed into her car.
"It's a hidden gem. I'm glad you liked it," Pepper smiled, fastening her seat belt.
"Did you have a good birthday?" Aria asked, pulling out of the parking lot.
"It's one of the best I've had. Thank you again for the necklace and earrings, they're beautiful," The ginger replied.
"I don't have much of a family, and I think of you as a sister. Maybe soon my brother will actually admit that he has feelings for you," the young woman slipped in.
"He doesn't," Pepper started.
"He's my brother, I know him better than he knows himself," Aria interrupted.
"Then why does he sleep around?" Pepper inquired.
"He's insecure, afraid of his feelings, afraid of being in a monogamous relationship. Take your pick," Aria listed.
Before Pepper could reply Aria's phone rang. She pressed the button on her steering wheel that allowed her to answer it directly through her car's stereos system.
"Aria Stark," she answered, her eyes still focused on the road.
"Hey kiddo, are you sitting down?" The voice asked.
"I'm currently driving Obadiah. Why, what's up?" She inquired, and uneasy feeling starting to settle in her stomach.
"Pull off to the side of the road, I've got some news that I need to tell you. I don't want you driving while I tell you" Obadiah instructed.
"You're starting to scare me Obie," Aria confessed.
"Obadiah, what's wrong?" Pepper asked with a noticeable tremor in her voice
"I'm parked at a McDonalds. Obadiah Stane, what is going on!" Aria demanded.
"I just got a call and something went wrong Tony's weapon demonstration. He's convoy was attacked and they couldn't find his body in the wreckage. The Army believes he's alive," Obadiah calmly explained.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning white. The woman sitting next to her fought hard to keep her tears from falling.
"Are you you two still there?" He asked them.
"Yeah. We're here. What should we do next?" Aria inquired through clenched teeth.
"We have to carry on. I'll hold a press conference tomorrow. Don't worry about it," Obadiah instructed.