Turtle soup for the poor souls

It was 1939, the year when stark industries was first introduced to the world by none other than the genius mechanic father of one of the future greatest heroes. Aaron Armour, one of the most influential men alive, was also given an invite, which was graciously accepted, afterall, how could he miss his chance to have a bite of this future giant.

Taking a bite is exactly what he did, a large one at that too.

Aaron, dressed in one of his best collections, with a beautiful lady in hand, walked up to Howard Stark and reached out a hand as he introduced himself "Aaron Armour" Howard stopped his flirting as he returned a hand shake "Howard. I see that you have accepted my humble invite; How is it? Wonderful isn't it! All these ideas, they would progressed this world by a few decades if not more if realized" Howard told proudly to Aaron of his achievement. "Yes indeed! otherwise it would have been a shame to fund your education in exchange for a meager apple don't you think" This reply of Aaron had Howard equally bewildered as his companions until a moment later, when his eyes widened as though realizing something. Though it immediately returned to normal followed by a small chuckle which seemed to inadvertently escape Howard's mouth.

"Indeed Mr. Armour, Indeed! So how does 7% of my newly built company in exchange sound for you?" These words uttered by Howard seemed to shock those around him as they went into a daze.

"Oh! no Mr. Stark, I can't take that. After all what I had done back then was due to my conscience which didn't allow a bright lad such as you to waste his potential by selling fruits, when instead he could be harvesting the fruits of his own technology tree." Aaron denied Howard's offer, which was even more of a shock to the onlookers than what was said by Howard Stark. "However" Aaron continued, being the shrewd businessman he was "I would like to offer $10,00,000 and fund the R&D cost of all products, in return for 40% of shares in your company and the first working prototype of every product be given to me." "Deal" This deal was immediately accepted by Howard, mainly due to two reasons. 1. Aaron was one of his greatest benefactors 2. 10 million dollars was a huge amount back in that day and exchanging that for only 40% of his company was a great deal.

Though it might seem the deal was due to Aaron's generous offer, one has to remember that this would have never been possible, had Aaron not shown himself as his benefactor and reject Howard's initial compensation.

The rest of the event paled in comparison to what had just transpired.

After exchanging some more pleasantries and discussing in length about who was better at picking up girls, which Aaron had lost by a mile, both bid their goodbyes and separated.

Aaron left for home and just laid back carefree in his self made, fully armoured and weaponized black army jeep. Like the one that appears in zombie movies, mowing down all zombies in its path.

"Haaah!" Aaron sighed "I finally got enough shares on Stark Industries. Just have to wait till Iron man incident to take over more of Stark Industries."

Aaron soon reached his humble abode, took the elevator to his basement, where his gymming equipment is and started his daily workout to stay in his best shape. After an intese hour and half of full body workout, Aaron had a satisfying shower and came up for his breakfast along with his parents.

"Aaron! come have your breakfast" Damond, Aaron's father could be heard screaming for his son to stop his workout. Ever since he earned enough for both himslef and his family, his parents retired and decide to enjoy life. His father in particular fell in love woth cooking and tried out different dishes everytime. While his mother learnt to play the flute.

"Today's Breakfast is Noodles mixed with turtle meat and turtle shell soup to quench your thirst while giving you palate a wonderful experience at the same time" said Damond as he came out of the kitchen with both his hand carrying platters with a bowl of noodles with bits of meat in it and..."Is that an actual turtle shell?" Aaron asked looking at the container of the soup.

"Yes indeed! I've read that having the soup from the shell directly actually enhances the taste" replied Aaron's father, briefly looking towards Aaron to mention this point as he placed the platters gracefully in front of Aaron and Pearl.

"Mph. this ish....gwood. Gulp!" Aaron praised his father's cooking which was heaven to his taste buds. This seemed to earn his mother's ire as she gave him a glare as she warned "How many times have I told you about speaking while your mouth is full" "Sorry mom" was all the embarrased Aaron could say as he scratched the back of his head.

After a hearty breakfast, Aaron went to his room to meditate, that was when all went to hell.

After five minutes of meditation, he was roused by the sound of his window shattering. He opened his eyes slowly, only to see a missile lodged a few meters in fron of him beep twice before exploding with a *BANG*.