" Hey you going to wake up?"

" Huh?" I woke up and took a look around. I was in a white room on a white bed. Talk about BORING! There is a man staring at me with curious brown eyes. He had dark brown hair and a goatee. " Where am I?"

" Your at a recovery room in my tower." he informed.

" Am I in New York?"

"Yes, I found you on the outskirts of this city and you looked unconscious." he informed.

" I finally made it to New York. Now I can find my brother." I let out a sigh of relief and pushed my thick black glasses up my nose.

" Good luck trying to find him in New York." he chuckled.

" It's gonna take forever." I complained silently. Then, I mentally face palmed myself. Why didn't I think of this before!

" Maybe I know him. What's his name?" he asked.

" His name is Bruce. Bruce Banner." I answered.

He stared at me, a shocked expression flashed across his face for a second. He quickly recovered. " I didn't know Banner had a sister."

" You know him?" I asked.

" Yes I do. Follow me." he said walking out the room. I quickly caught up. " So what's your name?"

" Hayley Banner. And you are?" I asked.

" Tony Stark." he said.

Tony Stark. Wait a second! I stopped. " Tony Stark? The Tony Stark!?"

He nodded.

Tony Stark. The genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. He's famous for selling weapons until he stopped. I don't know what became of him after that. I traveled too much. But I do know one thing:

He knows Bruce, my brother!