Tony Stark exited the house of his politician friend, drunk, clutching onto his associate James Rhodes.
“Ya know what?” He says, slurring his words, “I think I had one too many shots.
“More like ten too many.” Mumbled Rhodes.
“And another thing! I--hang on a sec.” Stark bent over and threw up. “As I was saying! The world needs more heroes! We lost them all after World War II. GOD I have such a migraine I can’t even remember their names.”
“RHODY!” I’m talking! I think the world needs more heroes…I’m going to fix that!” Stark fumbled for his phone, and decided to let Rhodes dial the number for his secretary, Pepper Potts.
“Pepper! Yes, I want to be a super hero! Order some stuff and gadgets so I can be one. NO I’m not joking! I may be drunk, but guess what, I DON’T CARE!” He hung up the phone and looked at Rhodes empathetically. “Women.”
Three Months later:
It was a good life.
Stark was a national celebrity! He had built armor years ahead of it’s time. The press even named him ’Iron Man.’
He had built MANY Iron Man suits. Though it was times like today that made protecting innocents hard. A man named “The Deflector” had built a belt for his home country in Asia that gave him a “force field armor” and “energy blasts.”
“Don’t worry, Iron Man,” He said. “I a few months we’ll have caught up with your tech!” He blasted him. Iron Man fell to the ground.
“You won’t have a few months.” He said. “Suit. Chest blast.”
In response, Tony chest plate blasted a magnificent blast of energy, striking the Deflector.
Got to get the belt.Though Iron Man. He’s got nothing without his belt.
Iron Man’s thought was disrupted by a blast of energy. He opened his palm and shot a repulsor ray.
“Suit. Activate missile.” A pocket opened up on Tony’s forearm. “Aim for the belt.”
The deflector screamed in pain as his force field was disrupted. He fell to the ground, unconscious.
“Nobody can copy the Iron Man suit” Said Tony.
It was a good life.
Unknown part of Asia:
A man is forging armor, in his house with a ring. Three men go in to visit him.
“You promised us armor!” Says one.
“And you rushed me. I could only make a prototype.”
“We gave you the ring for it!
“And if you speak to me again, you will die by the very same ring. By the way, this armor is not for you, I need to collect my second ring.”
“You can’t jus--”
“THE MANDARIN ALWAYS HAS HIS WAY!” He points his ring at the men and they turn to ash with a blast from it.
“I will kill the worthy one. I WILL kill Tony Stark.” He continues making his armor.
Part Two: Copycat Armor
The Mandarin finished his armor, just as his client walks in.
“You have my armor?” He asks.
“Yes, Mr. Stane. Do you have my ring?”
“Remember our agreement. Tony Stark will be in his penthouse tonight. Attack him then.”
The two make their trade.
Tony Stark’s Penthouse:
Tony finished his bottle of Vodka. Being drunk, he is un phased by a man in armor entering his room.
“Who are you?” He asks, sleepily.
“I am Obadiah Stane. THE IRON MONGER!”
Tony rolls his eyes. Not again. He thinks. “So you give yourself a new name, dress up in my original armor design, and--WOAH!” Tony dives out of the way as a blast of energy comes at him.
“For a drunk, you’re surprisingly fast!” Says Iron Monger.
“For a sober man, you’re surprisingly slow.”
Tony runs for his briefcase and shuts himself behind a metal door.
“Suit will get me at least somewhat sober,” he says to himself. He then opens his briefcase and buts on his Iron Man chest plate and the rest of the suit forms with it.
Suddenly, a hand drives itself through the door and grabs him and throws him across the room.
Tony recovers and hits Iron Monger with a pulse beam.
“You have to be quicker on the draw” says Tony.
“What my suit lacks in speed, it makes up for in power.
Tony flies toward Stane and hits him with a right and left cross. Iron Monger catches his next punch and throws him.
Iron Monger goes to shoot him, but Tony deflects it.
“Suit. Chest blast. Full power!” Tony says.
“What are you doing?” Stane asks.
“That armor was my original design, if my calculations are correct, a chest blast will overload your circuits….
….and you’re not fast enough to move out of the way.”
Stane watches in horror as he is hit by a chest beam. His suit is ripped open, sizzling with energy.
“Warning,” says a voice in Stane’s armor. “core fluctuation destroyed. Meltdown will occur in in thirty seconds.
“Oh, ****” says Tony.
Iron Monger leaps for him and grabs him. Tony screams as electricity enfolds him.
“Ten seconds until meltdown.”
“If I die, I’m taking you with me!”
“It…won’t…work.” grunts Stane.
In a flash of light, the suit explodes.
Tony is like a rock being skipped across water, as he flies across town. Finally, he screeches to a halt.
Tony gets up and brushes himself off.
“Damn.” He says. “I’ll be getting some gooood media coverage for this.”
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