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Not Another Iron Man Fanfiction *revised*

I Hope You're Ready

I pulled a pink tank top over my head and looked in the mirror. My black hair was sticking up everywhere; probably a result of the static I’d conducted as we worked with the particle accelerator. Tony had spilled a container of machine grease all over my previous shirt, so I had to go to the bathroom and change. My ruined shirt was far beyond saving and would have to go into the incinerator, and I dropped it there on my way out, slightly regretful.

I went back to the garage. “Tony, you owe me a new—“ I began, then stopped, seeing Agent Coulson standing nearby.

“Ah, there she is,” said Tony. “Say goodbye to SHIELD, Iz.”

"You're leaving?" I asked Coulson.

"Yes. We’ve been reassigned, we won’t be hanging around any longer." He looked at the accelerator. “Anyway, it looks like you’re almost all set.”

"Where are you going?"

"I'm headed for New Mexico," he told me. "Some stuff there that needs investigating."

I raised an eyebrow. Of course he wasn't telling me any more, but I could feel this was huge.

"Okay. Goodbye," I said. "And good luck. Will we see you again?"

"Maybe," Coulson replied with a smile. "Goodnight, Miss Stark." He shook my hand and Tony’s too, then walked back up the stairs calling “OK guys, let’s clear out!”

I turned to Tony. “So are we all set?” He was wearing a pair of dinky rose-colored sunglasses.

He nodded. “Let’s fire it up.”

“You still owe me a shirt.”

“First things first, Iz.” He activated the particle accelerator. There was a bright flash and a loud hum as a powerful beam shot out of the end and right into the opposite wall.

“Tony!” I screamed. “It’s pointing—the wrong—way!”

“I know!” he yelled. We both lunged for the gear control on top of the machine. Tony got there first and turned it hard. The beam began to move. Our objective was to focus it onto a small triangle of metal a few feet away. Unfortunately, the beam was far off the mark.

“Gimme a hand here!” Tony shouted as the hum grew steadily louder. I grabbed the control and added my strength to pushing it just as the beam sliced through a red and blue Iron Man painting.

“Oh my God!” I gasped, panicking at the mess.

“Don’t mind that, we’re almost there!”


“Uh-oh, Iz—look out,” gasped Tony. He reached over and put a hand over my eyes as a bright, white light sparked through the lab.

Finally it died down, and Tony took his hand away. I blinked. “Did it…work?”

Tony pulled off his sunglasses. Not sunglasses, protective eyewear!

“Oh, my,” he said, approaching the glowing triangle before us.

“Congratulations sir,” said JARVIS, “you have just created a new element.”

“Actually,” said Tony, looking at me with a smug smile, “we both did.”

“So you’re changing it?”


“What was so wrong with the circular one?”

“I’m through with that phase now. We’ve got a new power source; Iron Man gets a new chestpiece.” Tony bent over his worktable and proceeded to ignore me as he hollowed out a new shape in the chest of his new armor.

“Yeah, so whenever somebody asks ‘why’d you change it’ you could just be all like, ‘oh nothing I just invented a new element’,” I teased.

Tony was about to respond with a witty comeback when we were interrupted by a mystery caller. A caller with a gruff voice and a Russian accent.

“Hey Tony, how you doing?”

“Is that—“ I began.

“Vanko?” Tony said, puzzled.

“The Russian maniac with the whips?” I said.

“I double cycle,” the gruff voice continued.

“You what?” Tony answered.

“You told me double cycles more power. Good advice.”

“Double cycle, like on a washing machine?” I said, confused.

“Yeah…it’s Vanko all right,” Tony said, and to the receiver, “You sound pretty spry for a dead guy.”

“ You, too.”

“Where is he calling us from?” I hissed. “He’s supposed to be in prison. He’s long past making a bail phone call!”

“Iz, hold on,” Tony said. “I’m trying to trace this—“

Vanko just kept talking. “Now, the true history of Stark name will be written.”

Tony and I glanced at each other grimly.

"What your father did to my family over forty years, I will do to you in forty minutes..."

"What's going on?" I demanded.

Tony held up a hand, still addressing the caller. "Sounds good. Let's get together and hash it out."

"I hope you're ready."

The line cut, and try as Tony might to trace the call, he couldn't. He stood. "I gotta go."

"What was all that about?” I said. “Tony? Did he…did he threaten us?”

"Not just us, everyone at the Expo—Pepper and everyone else…I have to go, okay Iz? Just stay here. I'm pretty sure I know what this guy's game is." He pulled the old arc reactor and replaced it with the new one.

I shielded my eyes once again as the light began to grow brighter and brighter as Tony whooped, electrified, and said, "That tastes like coconut--and metal!" The light died down, and I could see him with a huge grin on his face.

He turned to me. "Awesome, right?"

I blinked. "Oh, yeah."

He ran off to put on a suit of armor. "I'm going to the Expo. You stay put."

"Stay put?? What's at the Expo?"

The machines whirred around him, putting the pieces of a new, different armor, complete with the new triangular chest-piece, into place around him. Before his face disappeared into the helmet, he said "Whatever it is that usually hits the fan is about to hit the fan."

Iron Man walked off the platform and got ready to take off.

"That is cool," I commented.

He glanced at me and I thought I could see my uncle's amused, smug expression under the helmet.

"Of course it is. I'll be back."

And with that, he blasted off, leaving me alone in the workshop.



I just read chapter 17 and if we're making Harry Potter referenes then all I have to say is.... FIFTY POINTS FOR GRIFENDOR!!!!

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

YAY!!!! DRUCK TONY!!! Not that it's anything new! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Whoa! This is so good! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Keep writing!!!

Abbyfish Abbyfish

Good job, keep up the good work.

Alexdanger101 Alexdanger101