Tony Fucking Stark
Many things happened during these past six months.
“Anthony Edward Stark, 39 and Robert Bruce Banner, 41, created a real-life version of Skynet called Ultron.
The Rogue AI called Ultron is responsible for multiple assaults, property damage, deaths, theft, destruction of city in Sokovia and attempted genocide.
Both Stark and Banner were cleared of all charges and responsibilities from Ultron’s creation by UN, as it was revealed by camera footage from Former Avengers Tower and Prince Thor Odinson of Asgard, that Ultron came from alien artifact, called The Scepter.
Banner himself wasn’t present for the trial, as he vanished after Battle of Sokovia. Neither the members of The Avengers came to defend their teammates, with the exception of Thor of course.
One week after that, Tony Stark officially resigned from the Avengers, along with Clint Barton, 37, codenamed Hawkeye, both officially retiring from superhero lifestyle.
That retirement didn’t last long for Stark, as he started operating as Iron Man again, only one month later, but this time, he is flying mostly solo.
Nobody saw him outside the Suit for almost two weeks and some are even theorizing, that it isn’t really him in that Armor, but there wereno official statements from Stark himself, or his former girlfriend and CEO of Stark Industries, Virginia P. Potts.
The Avengers were also asked to comment on this topic, but Natasha Romanoff, 32, alias Black Widow firmly dodged this topic, saying that Stark is a free spirited man and just likes to fly around the city.
People aren’t really believing this statement, as it was revealed by Dr. Helen Cho, former Avengers Initiative employee, that The Avengers weren’t really as close as they present themselves in media, and that Tony Stark was just friends with Dr. Banner-“
“Friday?” Tony calls out to his new AI, siting in a dark room and slowly drinking scotch. “Be a dear and turn it off please.”
“As you wish.” Friday softly responds with her Irish accent, making his lips twitch a little.
The Avengers wanted Friday bounded, so she wouldn’t turn to another Ultron and they wouldn’t take “No” for an answer, but Tony simply couldn’t do it to her.
So he lied, simple as that.
Not that he cares about their opinion anymore, since they practically threw him to the wolfs and washed their hands off him.
Nah, who is he lying to…
It hurt his feelings. It hurt, because he let them all in. He believed that they could be a family, but that clearly wasn’t the case. At least not with him as a member of the family.
Silently, he wonders why he even continues to pay for them. It’s not like he has any profit of them and he surely isn’t a fucking charity.
Another thing that’s bothering him is his own personal life. Pepper broke up with him, she couldn’t stand him being Iron Man and he gets it.
He tried to stop and retire for her, but he simply can’t. The old Tony Stark died in caves of Afghanistan and Iron Man was born from his, and Yinsen’s ashes.
When the fuck did he become so soft?
He burned those fuckers who killed Yinsen and tortured him to the ground and didn’t even blink.
He enjoyed it.
He enjoyed the feeling of power and that’s why he continued using the suit, after his original mission of ridding the world of his illegally sold weapons was complete.
He doesn’t feel powerful anymore…
His body is damaged, scarred and will never really heal. His lung capacity is beyond optimal and age is quickly caching up to him.
What happened to him?
He used to be somebody. He used to be a freaking player. A playboy, and he can’t even remember the last time he got laid, or had simple fun in the city!
It honestly makes him want to scream, yell, maybe even shoot something or someone.
His hands even shake now, which is a result of a fucking city, exploding in his face.
“This won’t work…” Tony whispers to himself, glaring at his shaking hand as he takes one last sip of his scotch and stands up.
He doesn’t live in the Tower anymore, there is too many ghost in there for his liking, so he bought a new, large penthouse in the city and lives alone with his Bots and Friday.
And he is completely fine with that.
He walks into his new personal lab and snaps his fingers together two times, lighting up the room.
Tony was originally playing with Nanotech, but then he remembered Ultron talking about “living metal” and it had him thinking…
What if he could use that on his suits?
So he did just that. He collected whatever he could from Sokovia and got to work. This Suit would be connected directly to his mind, but it would also be “alive” in a way.
It would become his new shield.
Friday would still be his co-pilot, but the suit and him would truly become one. A true cocoon. A powerful shield around his body.
But first, Tony would need to upgrade his own body, since he really doesn’t like what he sees in the mirror.
Extremis has been in his mind for very long time. He still sees Maya’s dead body in his nightmares and silently wonders, if he really didn’t feel something for her…
Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t. It doesn’t really matter because she is dead.
Anyways, back to Extremis. Tony stabilized it and managed to develop a cure for it, but he didn’t stop there. He wanted to fulfill Maya’s dream and develop a serum that would help people with severe injuries, but he simply couldn’t make it into a cure, without enhancing someone.
He never really wanted to be enhanced himself, but he would lie, if he said that he didn’t think about it…
Extremis 0.3 would not only make him stronger, and allow him to heat up his body like Killian did, but also adjust him physically.
His muscles would evolve, he wouldn’t be a walking steroid like Rogers or god-figurine like Thor, but he would be hot… Hotter then before.
No pun intended.
He would also be physically younger, which doesn’t sound so bad, considering he has grey hair already.
He walks towards the locker where he keeps Extremis, ignoring The Bots, who beep at him in confusion, curiosity and concern. He picks the injector with Extremis and stares at it, debating his options.
Is this what he really wants?
He doesn’t have anything left. Pepper is gone. Jarvis is gone. Peggy doesn’t even recognize him. His Parents are both dead. Edwin and Ana are dead. The rest of Carter family and him don’t talk anymore and The Avengers gave him middle finger…
Yes. He wants this.
He doesn’t hesitate second time, as he injects himself to the neck, groaning in pain as his body starts to quickly heat up and orange veins spread around his body.
“Boss?” Friday calls out to him, sounding concerned and alarmed. “Are you okay?”
For a moment Tony doesn’t respond, as he can feel his body changing. It hurts, but it isn’t really painful hurt.
Suddenly, Tony can feel his breathing becoming less painful, as Extremis repaired the damage from Afghanistan and he can’t believe, that he almost forgot how it felt, breathing without lung damage.
“I’m okay.” Tony breaths out, holding his hand out, so The Bots don’t try to knock him over. He looks at his hands and smirks. “I’m more then okay Baby Girl.”
“You sure?” Friday questions, sounding worried.
“Yes.” Tony confirms, still smirking as he lifts his shirt up, inspecting the changes to his body. “I feel amazing.”
“Your vitals are in perfect shape and Extremis levels are stable.” Friday informs him, sounding pleased with this development.
“Good.” Tony says as he turns towards his worktable where blueprints for his newest suit lay. “Let’s get this bad boy kicking Boys and Girls. Ohh and Friday, rename it to the Endo Sym Armor.”
“Done.”
Tony smirks, walking towards the table with glowing Orange eyes.
Tony fucking Stark is back!