Marvel: I am not Tony Stark

The luxury of death is only given to those who can afford it and so I happened to be on the waiting list.

,,,

*Boom*

''What's going on?''

*Shriek!!*

A piercing sound can be heard after an explosion that pushes him away to the far end.

Slowly has eyes turned blurry and dizzy as he passed out.

'What is the meaning of this, one minute I am on death's bed and the next minute I am in the middle of an explosion?'

In the absence of his consciousness his mind slowly drifted away to outer space, recalling his life, he started reminiscing about the family he never had, and the wishful life he never got, and now on his deathbed he finds himself dying twice.

*Shriek!!!*

Another sound attacked his mind in the drifted space which brought him back to reality.

A dead man tells no tale, but this is not the after life.

Following has train of thoughts he found himself being tied up to a chair and a cloth on his face, and immediately after the cloth on his face was removed revealing a slight shade of sun on his eye and about six gunmen behind him with the one who looks like the leader reading some kind of book to a camera in an unknown kind of Arabic language.

His mind was still dazed but judging from what he can see by the shooters covering their faces and the dark place he was in, they're not bodyguards.

''Did I just get kidnapped?''

Immediately after that I passed out from being knocked out again.

Waking up, flash scenes of me being in pain and my blood everywhere with blurry people hit me again.

Finally coming back to reality, I found out I was on an iron mediaeval bed with a pipe running into my nostrils reaching my throat.

Slightly feeling uncomfortable with it I tried pulling it out.

which did come out almost perfectly leaving a sour taste in my throat.

*Ding*

Like a bell in my head that rang, flashes of memories started assaulting me left and right, it made me so unfocused as I had to lie back down on the bed to arrange my thoughts.

To what felt like an hour I had already been lying again

''No, no, no, no, no, What's this?''

I said as I tried to get up from the bed hurriedly but got pulled by a weight on my chest, a voice interrupted me and spoke.

''I wouldn't do that if I were you''.

I turned to my right and saw a car battery hooked to a heavy-duty wire of black and red which was also hooked to my body.

Immediately in panic I looked at myself and saw a bandage covering my chest which I promptly started tearing off, only to reveal a round metallic object hooked to my chest which was also hooked to the car battery wires.

I was in shock, looking at my chest then to the battery and then to the man in the also roughly made cave.