This is my first fanfic, so I apologize in advance

"Sir, you have a call." A computerized voice stated, interrupting the silence in his creator workroom.

"I'm busy, JARVIS. I'm not in right now, got it?" a very annoyed Tony Stark replied. He was on the brink of a huge breakthrough. He just knew it! Maybe if he reduced the power by 19%...

"Sir, I have reason to believe that it may, in fact, be in your best interests…"

"Busy! I'm just about to get this right."

"Mr. Stark. It is a young woman. She says she is a friend of Dr. Banner." JARVIS replied. Tony's head shot up, hitting his head on the rack above his table. He rubbed his now sore head, images of Bruce Banner running through his mind. Fond memories sprang up of the good doctor, one of the few whom he would consider a good friend.

"I'll take the call."

"Hello?" Tony spoke into his Bluetooth. He was in his living room now, lounging on his couch.

"Mr. Stark? Thank God! Listen carefully. I'm in Balsamar, Venezuela. We need your help. The cartel has taken over our town! They are killing our men and raping our women. They force us to work their marijuana fields. Tell Bruce that Emily needs him. He will come."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lady, if you expect Dr. Banner to just up and leave for Goddamn Venezuela, you've got another thing coming." The nerve of this woman! Still, it sounded urgent.

"There is no time for this! Just deliver the message. If he chooses not to come, it's his own choice. Now hurry! There isn't much time… no! Get away from me! Let me go! Help!" The line cut off. Tony removed his Bluetooth, frowning thoughtfully. This promised interesting.

"JARVIS, call the others in. Especially Banner. Tell him that Emily needs him."

Like I said, this is my first fanfic, so any feedback would be great, even if it's to say that this is terrible.