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Marvel: I... am Iron Man?

Tony just lost his parents, and himself for that matter. As a new person was suddenly shifted into Tony Stark's body shortly after his parents had died in a car crash. This is how this new person made use of one of the greatest minds, and some foreknowledge of the events that would come (Side note) Whereas I would love, to be able to deliver a funny smart ass Tony Stark like I love to see, this won't be him, there might be times where I can dish out a humorous remark or two, but do not complain about him being different from Tony Stark.

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First Flight

As Tony entered his workshop, and into the more private workshop, where only he could enter he began to suit up, which took a lot longer than the movies made it seem to be, simply because he didn't have any machines helping him other than the suit itself which once in the right position would fasten itself automatically.

It was ineffective for sure, but he hadn't gotten around to making the machines to help him put it on yet, once he was inside the suit and it began to power up he began to run the test and diagnostics it needed before the flight.

''Sir, it looks like everything is running smoothly.''

''Activate the hand thrusters at five percent, then slowly climb them until I lift off, then begin to check everything else.''

The thrusters suddenly kicked on, the suit absorbing the shock easily as it began to slowly get more intense, the fans in his workshop kicking on since they automatically sensed the rising temperature to keep it cool in the workshop, a small quality of life project he worked on.

As he slowly began to lift into the air, his leg thruster began to activate as well, multiple screens flashing across his visor as he read each and every one of them, he trusted Jarvis, but he made sure to make it a habit to understand, and process everything himself as well in case he was ever without Jarvis.

''Everything is completed, sir.''

''Estimated Activity window?''

''With just flying? You have a full day of flight, combat is windowed at 8 hours of continuous battle, but it has only been tested for three.''

''That's fine, uplink with the Stark Stalite and guide me to the location.''

''Understood Sir... Route found, safe flight Sir.''

Tony decreased his thruster output as it began to quiet down as he lowered down above a grate that slowly opened, once he was below it he began to fly through the tunnel. A tunnel his Father had built long ago in case he ever needed to move large equipment out of the public eye.

He continued to fly through the tunnel until he came to the end of it, the doors opening and closing once he passed them, his speed increasing until he was cruising comfortably at Mach 3.

The armor would lock allowing Tony to relax and rest in the armor while it flew for him.

By the time he got to the desert location the meeting was going on, he had flown for only 4 and a half hours.

Sadly he couldn't go into orbit and fly in space just yet, if he did the earth would turn below him while he flew, and the greater speed he could achieve without wind pressure could shorten the time to only two.

As he came to land a bit away he let his thrusters take a break as his visor began to scan the desert, the sky had darkened by now as it seemed to be a night operation.

It took him about 15 minutes before he saw a large group of moving vehicles heading toward each other.

Confirming at this distance as they came to a stop and got out it was definitely Stane.

His visor also counted the number of people both in and out of the vehicle.

''Sir... Are you sure you can kill these people?''

Tony released a slow breath before he nodded. ''I can, yes.''

Tony had made the choice already, he would kill Stane. Possibly more in the future, he would try his best to be a Hero... But he couldn't be a hero that would allow his criminals to live, he wouldn't let them come back somehow and destroy more, he would end each problem, the best he could the first time it would start.

His suit fired up once more as he lifted into the air. He rose into the air and the lock-ons began to disappear as small micro missiles began to fly. They were concussive in nature, from his left forearm a larger missle fired.

It nailed Stane directly into the head, bursting before it touched him and making it a quick and painless death as his body was burst apart as well, scattered into the sands.

He then went through with repulsors and melee combat to finish the rest, he left them alive, but took a picture of each one of them, while also using Jarvis to send an anonymous tip to the police about the deal.

Tony had to get closer to civilization to do so, but he kept low, sure that nothing of this age could see him.

Even in twenty more years, his technology would be considered in the future.

He then began his flight home, having disabled the Stark weapons since it was mostly rockets, grenades, and rifles.

The rifles he simply broke beyond repair.

''Sir... Are you alright?'' Jarvis asked, it was a piece of the main Jarvis, simply a mobile version to help him with activities.

He may have advanced technology, but he didn't have towers, or more satellites launched yet to be able to be everywhere with Jarvis.

So a mobile system would join Tony on his missions, and or James.

It would assist in suit function and other tasks it could put have limited functions like storage.

Once the suit returned in the range of the 'Mainframe.' All information would then be uploaded and updated through the whole system.

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Once he got back he landed smoothly, the suit starting to loosen at the mask first as he began to take it off.

''Welcome Back Sir, Congratulations on the successful mission.''

''Thank you, Jarvis.''

''Sir, I must warn you... There is a magical Member here as you've put the information of.

She matches the appearance of subject 1 of said folder.''

Tony looked up, that meant the Sorcer Supreme herself. He took a breath before he spoke.

''Let her in... It's time I see if I'm a Hero... Or someone she needs to take out.''

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