Not Another Iron Man Fanfiction *revised*
I Make my Grand Debut
I rocketed toward the stars, turning and spiraling like a heatseeker, pushing the sky to its very limits. "I can't believe this works!" I whooped. Laid out below me was the California coastline, cities glittering in the night like a string of diamonds, and the dark ocean crashing into the beach. It was breathtaking. I had never felt so free before. At this moment, the whole world opened up to me.
I dropped gradually, gracefully, and looked back at the coast. My helmet display zoomed in on a distant, familiar building built over the cliffside. Tony's house. It looked even worse from all the way here. Zooming in further, I caught sight of Pepper angrily walking to her car, getting in and driving away.
Tony soon took flight in the opposite direction, so I figured I'd better make myself scarce. I was NOT in the mood to talk to him right now.
"Can I fly this thing into outer space?"
"I commend you for asking, Miss Stark. On your uncle's first flight he attempted to break through the atmosphere and find out for himself." The computer voice paused. "He has since made attempts to enable extraterrestrial travel in the suit and has succeeded. The answer is yes."
I grinned. "Awesome."
I went farther, faster, higher, leaving all my fears and problems behind me, counting every layer of the atmosphere I could remember until, before I knew it, I hit Mach 5 and burst right into the exosphere.
Space was cold, empty and beautiful. Everywhere I looked I saw more stars than I could count.
The moon faced me, perfectly round and perfectly still.
"Wow," I breathed.
I let myself hang in space, suspended, floating and calm.
At some point, I knew I'd have to return to Earth. But not just yet.
I wasn't sure how long I was up there. All I know is that I dropped back into the atmosphere as our blue planet was about to turn toward the sun, and landed just in time to see the sun rise over Malibu.
I settled on a fence bordering a mountainside road, one of the bigger ones. It wasn't quite so busy now (5 am) but it soon would be. I put up my armor's visor and watched the sun come up, sitting on the fence alone. I hadn't felt this kind of good in years.
My peace was suddenly ruined as a ten-wheeler truck came roaring down the road. My head turned suddenly to track its speed. What? Those reflexes aren't my own. I realized the suit had an early-warning system. Several diagnostics popped up on my HUD as the truck went on its way.
"What the hell?" I gasped.
"Miss Stark, I should warn you that a Roxxon gas station is situated less than a kilometer away," JARVIS said urgently. "At this speed, the incoming truck will collide with it. Seven minutes until impact."
"Are you serious right now?" I said, realizing that JARVIS' information was relayed with the
intention of helping me stop the accident. "I can't do this--"
Do what? Save whoever was going it get hurt? Or stand by and let it just happen while I saved myself?
I kicked the thrusters into action and muttered a quick prayer to whichever saint was the patron of beginner's luck. I caught up with the truck just in time as it careened out of control, making a clumsy drift and smashing its rear end into the gas station.
The succeeding fire spread quicker than I imagined. Swallowing my fear, I got JARVIS to find survivors.
"Four people in the gas station at the time of impact, five including the driver. All are alive, but two have faint bio signatures. I suggest you get them to safety first." He said.
I ground my teeth. "Okay, let's do this."
In the blaze I could hear people screaming. The driver of the truck was stunned in his seat. I landed on the truck's head, punched a hole through the roof and pulled him out.
"Whu--?" He mumbled. I hoisted him on my back and flew him out several yards, placing him on the asphalt on the side of the empty road. Then it was back into the blaze for the rest.
Three men and one woman were left inside, coughing from the smoke. One, I could tell, was hurt bad. I pulled fallen structures out of the way to get to them.
"Iron Man?" said one guy.
"Um, no," I said. "Can you lift that guy?"
"Then let's go--hurry! I'll cover you. Come on!"
I led everybody out of the blaze, clearing a path as we went, with JARVIS marking relatively safe spots for us to pass through. I ended up flying the girl out to save time, and the four of us made it to safety as the distant wail of a fire engine reached our ears.
"Is that the driver?" The girl said as I set her down on the sidewalk.
"Yeah." The truck driver was stirring. Oh thank God, he was alive. “Are you okay?”I asked. “How did you lose control, can you tell me?”
“The brakes,”he groaned. “Faulty…I was gonna have ‘em fixed…”
The girl and the other two conscious men stared at me. "Who the hell are you supposed to be?" the guy asked.
Putting up my visor would be a bad idea right now. "Um, it's kinda hard to explain..."
I turned around suddenly.Behind me stood a man with brown hair. He was wearing a suit and a serious expression. Behind him were parked two black cars. They both sported the logo of SHIELD on the doors. This was definitely bad news.
"H-how did you know it was me?" I said, my voice small. In that moment, I was back to the timid, ordinary Isabella Stark.
"We've been talking with your uncle. I'm Phil Coulson and I'm going to have to ask you to come with me."