Chapter 61

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 61

November 2011

By : BigToFu

Natasha Blake

Black Widow, Mother, Empress

Natasha hummed a soothing tune that she could remember the lyrics to as she ran a hand through her son’s hair. Alfred was leaned up against her chest solving a puzzle as they both sat cuddled on the couch.

She couldn’t lie to herself and say that she didn’t love these moments. It was times like these in which she felt that her actions had merit. Before she had found her family, Natasha would lie to herself and say that she didn’t miss the slow moments that she was able to carve out for herself between missions.

Shifting on the couch, she again absently ran her fingers through her son’s hair. One the tablet in her other hand were the reports on Bolivar and the sentinel situation. The plan Natasha was using was one of Benjamin’s contingency plans from the black server, but with her own touch on top of things.

The plan started with Athena unleashing a conspiracy onto the internet which was then followed up with government files, leaked of course, to the media. Trask industries couldn’t escape as there were calls of Skynet everywhere one would turn. Natasha had been slowly and carefully crafting an image of skynet gone wrong with the sentinel situation and the media and public were eating it up. It wasn’t fair of course, but neither was life. There was a worldwide manhunt for these sentinels and the whole Trask lineage.

Unfortunately, the world was never going to find them since she had given the order for their death right after everything started. Bolivar had pulled his family into a black kill order right alongside himself. She should have felt bad about the whole thing, but with the amount of good she was doping for the world getting rid of him, Natasha couldn’t bring herself to feel any amount of guilt.

Looking up from the report Psylock sent, Natasha looked at the puzzle Alfred was working on. “Twist the top thirty degrees counter clock then twist the bottom half at an angle of six degrees clockwise.”

She smiled as Alfreds hands paused before looking at her with wide eyes. A smile spread across his face before doing as she instructed. Once he did that it was clear that the puzzle was half way to completion.

Ruffling his hair, Natasha went back to reading her reports. Pushing aside all of the kill missions assigned right now outside of the Empire. She then turned to her own little side project, orphanages. Trillions of dollars were at her fingertips, yet, money couldn’t solve the world’s problems. All that would do was force the rich and powerful to change the rules so that they could pocket the money.

To get around this, Natasha had opened plenty of homes on the island for the homeless and had taken in kids without families. Looking over the numbers, she couldn’t stop the smile that came across her face. Between South America, Europe and Africa, they had taken in a little over more than half a million kids and counting. Not only were they being housed, fed and given schooling. But the nation was already seeing returns as they joined the magical branch, learned to be medical experts, or joined StarFleet in hopes of exploring space.

The added kids sometimes came with added adults and the nation saw a nice expansion of employment as people got hired into rolls. One of the benefits of her helping orphans was finding out about the situation in Atlantis. It galled her and Ororo something fierce to discover how poor the situation in Atlantis truly was. It was one thing listening to Benjamin ranting about the man, while it was another seeing his failed rule with her eyes.

Humming a tune, Natasha’s eyes read over the reports about the latest school getting built. This was one of those that she was collaborating with Ororo on. The school was going to be built on the redesigned city ship that Atitlan was turning into. From what she could see in the reports, the school was going to be completed in time for the Nasa delegates.

Flicking her way through the documents, Natasha released a sigh, but that was stopped cold as her son’s omni rang. The moment that he tried to hide the caller ID was the moment she got very invested in his correspondent.

[Riri…]

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Emma Frost

CEO / OWNER Frost International

Looking down at her omni, Emma noted the request from Benjamin to meet him at one of the private quarters. Checking the map, she noticed that the same room was located at Atlantis in the old royal palace. Looking up at the monitors that surrounded her desk, she mulled over the work ahead of her. Smirking, Emma got up and sent a message to Sage to handle the rest of her appointments.

Emma’s breath hitched as she walked into the room and found her lover working with his powerful muscles on display. He was shirtless showing off his flawless chocolate skin as muscles rippled with each motion. His powerful hands held out wide as a sphere of molten gold hovered above the ground for all to see.

Emma never noticed herself moving as she was swept off of her feet and deposited into a chair made of sitting silks and pearl inlays. Words weren’t needed as Emma brushed across her lovers mind, instead of shying away from her touch. He pushed forth his plans and she had to stifle a moan as he saw his vision.

Ben had promised her a bed of gold and diamonds and he was not only delivering, but doing so with his own hands. Ohh, how she had waited, yet Emma never expected this to be her fateful day.

Since he didn’t push her out of his mind, Emma listened as he summoned forth diamonds that rained on the surface of Neptune itself. Exotic sure, but he knew that she was well worth the extra effort. Emma watched his powerful muscles work as more and more fists full of diamonds were then crushed before sprinkling the dust into what looked like a ball of molten lava.

Her hand moved to the control panel on the side, and after pressing the switch, the ceiling pulled back to show a startling display of ocean life. Out on the other side of the ceiling swam a school of fish as rays of light came down in a beautiful display of light. For a moment, the beauty of the world captured her attention until flashes of magic drew her attention.

Looking back at what her man was doing, Emma first noticed the pearl that he had hovering over one of the nicer clear locations in the room. She watched as the pearl pulsed thrice before exploding outward in size.

Glowing fingertips swirled and spun through the air as the pearl morphed as if Ben was playing with putty. Out from the pearl, four posters of a gigantic bed formed just before the beams and rails were extruded which would hold the bedding which were then extended inwards to meet within the middle.

Molten gold then flowed from what it was hanging in the air, small twinkles of light shone like diamonds. A quick motion of the hands created a magical circle right as the molten liquid poured onto where the bed would be.

The molten liquid splashed around like water before it’s nature changed to glutinous like substance. Sitting on the edge of her seat, Emma couldn’t look anywhere else as a slab of gold formed to hold up what would be the bed.

Ben shifted so she could see his face as he gave her a smug smirk. “Now, I just have to work in a few more spells.”

The liquid gold pulled back onto itself before forming into a mattress with twinkling lights. Spell circles flew out and bound their way around the floating substance of gold and diamonds.

She watched as he stood there and poked at the bed, once, twice, then thrice before a smug smirk came over his face. She was not able to hold in her curiosity anymore as she stood with one smooth sultry motion. Walking towards the molten gold that now formed into a bed, Emma ran a diamond covered finger along its surface.

Warmth ran up her arm, there was no hiding the look of shock that came across her face as she felt the material flow through her fingers. Her hand could not only feel the push and pull of the gold, but also the diamonds that flowed around the mattress.

Pulling back her hand, she noticed that it wasn’t covered in gold, but pushing her hand down into its surface once more found resistance.

“I promised you a bed of gold and diamonds.” Benjamin rumbled in that smooth deep voice of his.

Turning to him, Emma then hooked a leg behind his knee before pushing him onto his back. They both landed on the bed with a small wave rolling across its surface as she smiled down at him from her mounted position.

Looking down Emma spoke as her voice took on a rich husky timber. “I believe you are in need of proper reward.”

“Well, we do have a bed that needs to be broken in.

“Then, just relax. I’m going to show you just how much I love you and your wonderful, big, black, cock.”

Before he could say anymore, Emma’s hand flew into the combat pants that he so loved to wear. His dick didn’t need any flattering as it quickly thickened within her hand. Pushing her way off his lap, Emma noticed the buckle vanishing as she ran her hand up and down her man’s shaft.

With that, Emma wasted no time wrapping her full lips around his helmet, pausing momentarily to take a breath through her nose before pushing deeper.

Ben knew exactly what was coming but it didn’t prepare him. Her lips just kept on enveloping his steel-hard erection. He felt his sensitive cockhead push past her tonsils and enter her tight, hot throat. The sensation was exquisite and he felt his heavy balls already tensing in preparation to shoot and had to focus on maintaining control. The beautiful, full bodied minx just took him deeper and deeper, looking up into his eyes with the strained curl of a smile at the corners of her mouth.

“Thank fuck for magic!” he groaned, feeling thick spittle leaking from her lips, smoothing the way for the magic-assisted sword swallowing act of the century.

Emma almost choked on his mighty tool as she tried not to laugh. He looked so adorable when he was trying not to come too fast. She regained control and continued her descent, feeling his massive girth tremble and pulse in need, firing slippery pre-come directly down her gullet.

It shouldn’t have been possible but finally her nose came up against his crotch, her lips straining around the thick root of his cock. She held there for a moment as he throbbed, so hot and hard inside her before the desire to breathe won out and she quickly pulled her head up and off the monster.

Emma gasped for breath, loving the adoration on his face. Her hands instantly began a firm, slippery jerking all the way from his raging tip to the sturdy base of his rampaging cock.

“Don’t hold back, I want my cream filling” she whispered huskily.

Ben let out a soft moan and shut his eyes as she swallowed him down once again and began a practiced, short stroke on about two thirds of his dick. She knew exactly how to bring him to the brink now. They’d had a lot of practice.

It hadn’t taken long for Emma to demand he use his biokinesis magic on her vagina as he had with Susan. They were soon back to fucking like spring rabbits. Emma found she got a huge thrill from his new size and virility. She loved her ability to accommodate him, especially when he jetted his sperm directly into her womb. It was during this time she also discovered a little kink of her own, that she loved playing on the taboo aspect of their relationship. She never would have thought so, but it gave her such a thrill to tease him, to play on their previous relationship as adversaries. She was pretty sure he loved it, too.

It was only a matter of days before she hatched a plan and had him work his magic again, this time on her mouth and throat, transforming her into a world class cocksucking champion. That she could now take his huge, big, black, cock to the very last inch was testament to the potency of his powers.

Emma slurped greedily as his chest began to rise and pre-come practically gushed from his tip. She pulled back until just his enormous crown occupied her mouth, spitting tasty fluid across her teeth and tongue. She could see his face scrunch up and feel him thicken to diamond-cutting hardness.

She moaned in anticipation as her tongue batted his slit and her lips sucked heavily against his sensitive ridge. He swelled thicker in her grip, harder. One hand jerked him slowly, feeling the first spasm of climax race up his shaft. Her skin shifted to diamonds momentarily as the first blast of thick, white semen rocketed against the back of her mouth.

Emma swallowed greedily, he had more to give than she needed. His power raced through her body, sparking fires of pleasure and satisfaction in moments. She cried out in husky pleasure, releasing his squirting shaft to fire a massive pearly salvo across her cheek and into her golden hair.

She laughed delightedly, feeling the huge ropes of power-rich spunk race up his shaft and onto her spectacular bust. It was so exciting to watch and feel his huge erection spit angrily, jettisoning enough sperm to impregnate her a billion times over. The thought made her whimper as a sharp little climax race headlong through her body. Her drenched womanhood began to relax its sympathetic squeezing, instead feeling hot, empty, and demanding.

He must have painted her chest with almost a pint and he was still spewing his pearly, prodigious load as she performed a well-timed swap, her mouth wrapping hungrily around his tip again. She couldn’t help noticing he was ejaculating more and more these days. Perhaps he was adapting and growing to meet the needs of his harem as they became receptive to absorbing his power.

Thought for later though.

Ben’ eyes shot open at the return of the warm sensation of her lips. He looked on approvingly as she swallowed down his last few spurts, his hand still stroking through her hair. Her look of pure love as she performed this almost worship-like act spurred his passions anew.

She squealed delightedly as he pulled her off of his penis and rode her down onto the rug. She barely had time to flick a hand, cleaning herself of the previous mess before he was upon her, lips demanding.

She kissed him back, slipping her tongue deep into his mouth as she felt him pulling impatiently at her dress.

They broke the kiss as he gave up on getting her dress off and instead focused on getting his restricting jeans down to his ankles and off in a desperate struggle.

Emma laughed at his impatience. He clearly couldn’t wait to be inside her and she saw no reason to postpone their coupling either. She spread her legs in anticipation, pulling her dress up onto her tummy as he squirmed around on top of her, his massive dick flailing around wildly between her thighs.

Finally, he freed one of his legs and that was good enough. He gripped her thigh roughly and spread her further, making her gasp. His hot knob pressed against the slick gusset of her rather racy underwear. He pulled those roughly aside, too, exposing her engorged vagina: her soft, golden bolt shaped pubic hair slicked down with her own thick, leaking lubricant.

His enormous head split her easily, sliding quickly into her gushing quim. They groaned in unison, eyes meeting again as they both felt the wonderful heat and instinctual satisfaction of their joining.

Emma’s back arched upwards, thrusting her heaving breasts into him as his great spear conquered her once more. It sank deeper and deeper in one measured thrust until he bumped her cervix in just the way she’d grown to love. She let out a pleasured yip as he ground his fat cock around inside her, expertly stirring her sensitive tissues. Then she had to hold onto his broad shoulders for dear life as he suddenly reared back and began fucking her with powerful strokes.

Ben yelled triumphantly above her, revelling in the pleasure of the fuck. His fat cock bathed in the heat of her quivering, greasy, molten-hot pussy. He wasn’t holding back. His hips slapped against the back of her thighs as he pushed her legs higher, folding the beautiful minx up into a mewling, sweaty, ball of sex and hammering her tight cunt with as much as she could take.

Emma was absolutely soaking: he loved that about her. Even before the upgrades, she would always be wet and ready for him at the drop of a hat. If she was tired or overloaded with his power, she would still roll over and accept his vigorous, loving attention and let him fuck her rotten. This time was no different. As they fucked, her thick pussy cream and his own precum worked into a oily white lather, paving the way for his plundering erection. Despite his size, their overflowing lubrication allowed for an easy, wonderful glide in and out of her squeezing channel.

His cock was singing its joy to the rest of his sweaty body, butting against her fleshy cervix at every opportunity and barely skimming her sensitive clitoris when he angled his thrusts just right. He could tell she was close, too by the way she squirmed in his grip; attempting to raise her hips and meet the powerful thrusts of his over-sized big, black, dick. Her strained, puffy labia gripped him each time he pulled out, reluctant to release him, yet resisting his entry so delightfully each time he thrust back in.

“Oh god! Ben… I… ahh… hhaaa… fucking… love this!” She screamed against his cheek, great gasps of air being sucked into her lungs to fuel her lush body’s pleasure.

Every exquisite thrust was announced with an excited cry from his gorgeous lover as her climax grew rapidly inside her core. He smiled down at her in masculine pride as they fucked. There was something incredibly satisfying about knowing he was the pinnacle of her sexual experience. That he alone could take her to such heights of pleasure, that other men would pale in comparison to him both in size and in giving her the pleasure, the power she deserved. This was a big black man, fucking his mate, providing for her, protecting her, breeding her.

That thought was what finally pushed him over the edge. His whole body tensed as cum raced up his mighty shaft once more, straight into her hungry depths.

Emma wailed happily as the scalding seed shot forcefully against her cervix, plastering it white as she felt more and more of his thick cum jet into her well-fucked love-tunnel. It was hot and its warmth bloomed deep inside, making her hips writhe as she shook her head back and forth in pleasured disbelief. Her orgasm crested instantly, barely needing the help of his potent powers to have her shuddering beneath him. Her legs escaped his grasp as they thrashed in pleasure, her back arching, toes curling.

She felt Ben reposition, his huge cock-knob rocking forcefully into her cervix, parting her just a little. Emma couldn’t fathom how he managed that feat with unnerving accuracy but cried out her encouragement nonetheless. His precious seed, shot through the eye of the needle, burst forth directly into her womb. Paroxysms of pleasure renewed as her womanhood clamped down hard on the thick invader. Her labia strained, unable to encircle the last few inches of his massive cock-meat, almost pinching at him as he pumped her so full of baby batter that it began spewing back out around their coupling.

The last of her air left her lungs in a whispering groan of tortured overload and her abdomen shuddered rhythmically as he fired the last of his life-giving sperm into her most sacred depths.

It was then, his cum pooling deep inside her, that he brushed his lips ever so lightly against her ear. Their panting breath was warm against each other, their sweaty faces radiating heat. He kissed her neck, such a tender gesture, and whispered to her so hopefully.

“One day soon we’ll make a baby.”

Emma could only shiver silently and cling to him, a strained gasp on her face as his illicit words detonated another orgasmic bomb inside her. Nothing would please her more! He’d played her like a fiddle…and she was proud of it!

Laying there on the bed made of gold, Emma and her man watch as the life of the ocean swam over their well spent forms. Breathing hard as her body experienced those lovely aftershocks, she raced a finger across his chest. Given her transformational powers Raven had scratched her itch more than once over the years, but even she couldn’t reach the depths that Benjamin could at any given time.

Controlling her breathing down to manageable levels, Emma rolled over to her side, one leg tossed over her man’s waist.

From the side of the bed, the alarm started to ping.

“That’s our cue to get ready isn’t it.” He asked voice a low rumble that did such good things for her.

“Yes, but they can wait for us.” Emma replied. Her head rested on his shoulder and she heard him hum.

“Are you still planning on opening that cosmic casino?” Ben asked and she could stop herself from thinking about the profits.

“Hmm, we give them something to spend their money on and they won’t notice us taking their people.” She replied

“Do you think that your brother would like to take charge?” He asked

“Unsure, but I could ask him. The last I saw, he was shacked up with that Drake guy.”

“You mean Bobby Drake?” He replied going silent for a moment then speaking once more. “Huh, didn’t see Ice-Man getting shacked up. Thought he would play the field some more.

“Enough of that, how about another round?”

“Ohh yeah.”

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Tony Stark

Father, Trying Boyfriend, Billionaire

Smiling at the hologram before him, Tony flicked a finger and watched it spin it’s way across his lab. Riri was looking at him with a smile that reminded him so much of his mother that Tony couldn’t disappoint her. He had tried not to hover too much as she worked on the nanobots that would be building her suit.

“Jarvis, prep the fabricator.”

“Yes!” Riri yelled as she pumped a fist in excitement. Tony could see the excitement play across her features as he approved her suit designs.

Pushing his latest suit to the side, Tony spun and took a peak over his center console to look at his daughter. Ha! He was a father of a pair of geniuses; and if you would have asked him about this a year ago, he would have asked for whatever you were smoking. Yet, here he was with a daughter of his own. His daughter was adorable, but her suit was terrifying. Did that make her adorafying?

The shock of having a daughter was still fresh in his mind and Tony was already creating blueprints and plans for any dastardly boy that tried to woo his Riri. Then again with what she had created, Tony doubted he would be able to find anything left of anyone that pissed her off.

The suit Riri had designed was made from a mix of his arc reactor and nanotechnology from Peters labs. Of course she had come up with her own versions of everything from the ground up, including her own personal AI matrix to assist with running all of it’s systems.

With the creation of his badassium, Riri had then gone a step further when she combined the housing with its own expansion storage. Inside that expansion storage would be a micro fabricator unit allowing her to cannibalize any material on the fly to replace lost nano-particles.

Then again that was only after she ran out of the materials she would already have in the housing’s storage.

“Micro-fabrication to these specifications will take twelve hours, sir.” Jarvis replied over the lab’s speakers.

“Urgh, that’s gonna take too long. Don’t worry about it J-man. Friday, connect to Pete’s lab mama wants to play with her shiny new toys today.” Riri yelled out and Tony had to hold his heart in offense.

“What happened to hanging out with your old man?” Tony asked, then faked being hurt.

“We are hanging out Tony, but your labs don’t have anything for nano-tech since you like your clunky suits. Now, Pete on the other hand has a state of the art lab with next generation fabricators. Plus, my brother promised me some vibranium for the exo-lattice structure to my suit.” Riri huffed. “Plus, I booked us some time at the coliseum on the island.”

“Okay, everything is forgiven.” Tony quipped smiling at her from over his control station. “Jarvis, open the gates to Wonderland.”

“Right away, sir.”

“Alright, Riri, head on through, I gotta grab a suit.”

Riri put her hand on her hips as she looked at her father. “You mean that suit you kept hinting at?”

“Come on babina, daddies gotta change so head over to your brother.” Tony replied as he ushered Riri towards a section of his lab that looked like it was just a wall. However, right as they got within ten feet of the wall, it rippled like water before showing an entrance into another room.

In the other room Tony found his son standing before a raven haired beauty with slight asian features as she sat on the desk. Putting a hand in front of his daughter’s eyes, Tony couldn’t help himself from releasing a fox whistle for the ages.

Tony watched as Peter went from his dueling of the tongues to instant red tomato face while his girlfriend went into combat mode. There was a shick sound as claws sprouted from her hands and feet.

“Pete, calm down your scary girlfriend.” Tony said, while stepping in front of his daughter.

“I wasn’t gonna hurt Riri, just you.” Laura said as she looked at Tony from over Peter’s shoulder.

Peter rolled his eyes before pushing Laura’s hands back down. “Nobody is gonna hurt anyone.”

“Oh, aren’t you just terricute protecting what’s yours.” Tony quipped before moving deeper into the lab.

Riri tilted her head to the side as she asked the question, “Terricute?”

“Yeah, terrifying and cute rolled into one, just like you’re adorifying,” Tony smiled down at his daughter. “That’s adorable and terrifying, bambina.”

Riri smiled before walking to the hologram that her brother had on display. “Hmm, this looks like a formula for naturally occuring carbon nanotubes.”

Tony perked up when he heard that.

“Yeah, it’s something that I’ve been working on for one of my latest suits.” Peter answered his sister before waving a hand over the hologram. Tony watched as it changed to what Peter was calling his advanced Spider suit. The natural carbon layer would lay both on top and underneath a vibranium nanoweave UMF suit.

Tony had to give it to Pete, the kid was going to be comfy in his new suit. His hands flicked through the tech packed into the utility belt before stopping on a gravity manipulation unit. Ohh, that was a sweet piece of tech, Tony rotated it around as he added in his own improvements.

A flick of the wrist had the finished plans sent over to the faber for Riri’s suit. Turning to the side, he noticed both of his kids looking at him before shaking their heads.

“This isn’t the armor I made you.” Tony remarked with a finger pointing at the advanced spider suit. Tony noticed the grimace on Peter’s face as he looked from Tony to Laura for a second.

“Yeah, all that red and gold with nano-tech spider legs just isn’t my style.” Peter said clearly not trying to hurt Tony’s feelings.

“Philistine!” Riri muttered and everyone turned to look at her. “What? Nanotech is sleek, sexy and the thing of the future. Unimaginable variations and forms, It’s why I made my suit out of the stuff.”

Tony pouted before shrugging then pointed at Riri, “Don’t let her burn down the place with that new armor of hers, I’ll be right back.”

Before anyone could say anything, Tony was already out of Peter’s lab and back inside of his own.

“Jarvis, open the vault, daddies gotta teach a lesson.” Tony yelled as he walked towards the back of his labs arms wide.

“Of course, sir, but there is an important incoming call. Private number untraceable.” Jarvis replied in his dry british voice.

Tony huffed as he looked at the red and gold suit gleam underneath a spot light before walking over to his control station. He was trying to turn over a new leaf and be responsible after all.

Walking over to his control station, Tony picked up the ear piece and put it in. “The sexiest man alive and speaking.”

“Aye, Tony, how you doing? I doubled cycle.” Vanko spoke with that Russian lilt to his English.

“What?” Tony asked dread coming back as he recognized who was on the other end of the phone call.

“I doubled the cycle rate like you told me.”

“You sound pretty spry for a dead guy.”

“You too, haha.”

Leaning back while Vanko was laughing, Tony hit the mute button on one of his monitors. “Trace the call, Jarvis.”

“Now, the true history of the Stark name will be written.”

“Come on Jarvis, where is he?” Tony called out, fingers flying over his custom keyboard, inputting commands as fast as his mind could think up possibilities.

“Accessing the oracle grid,” Jarivs replied, data flowing across the screens. “Eastern seaboard.”

Vankos voice came through menacingly, “What your father did to my family for over forty years, I will do to you, in forty minutes.”

“Sounds good, let’s get together and hash it out.” Tony then looked up as Jarvis returned with a report of the tristate area of New York.

“Manhattan and outlining boroughs,” Jarvis said as the map shifted as more data points came in.

“I hope you’re ready.” Was the last thing Tony heard before the phone went dead with dial tone.

“Call trace incomplete, sir.” Jarvis said, but Tony was no longer focused on him. No, what had Tony’s full attention was the picture of Justin Hammer on one of his monitors with a caption. IN DEFENSE OF PEACE, with Justine Hammer. 7:00 PM – 9:00 PM, Main Stage.

A sharp stab of panic ran through Tony as he noticed the bold, Flushing Meadows.

Pepper, his mind screamed. Jumping up from his seat, Tony ran to the vault. “Jarvis, Excalibur, now!”

“Sir!

“You wanna run some tests then run them, but I’m saving Pepper!” Tony said as his latest suit folded around him. The Excalibur was a mix of nano and hard structured plates. Tony had learned quickly that pure nano wasn’t going to survive facing heavy hitters, but his old suits didn’t have the versatility that he liked.

So, instead of picking one over the other, he combined them with his formidable intellect. Helmet in hand, Tony turned and looked towards the portal to Peters lab. A quick tumb motion released the seals around his hand, Tony then pressed the close button on his control panel before turning away.

His kids would be safe, now it was time to save his Pepper.

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Tony checked the time and noted that he had gotten from california to New York in record time once more.

“Note that for the records, J.”

“Of course, sir.”

“Now, find me Pepper.” Tony commanded as he landed in his iconic superhero landing, it was just too bad that he couldn’t trademark the move. Getting up from his landing, Tony spread his hands and the crowd went wild.

One hand in the air, Tony waved to the crowd as he walked to the side of his best bud. His suit was scanning everything and he did not like the look of those hammer-roids.

“We’ve got trouble.” Tony said, an arm still waving to the crowd.

Instantly Rodey fired back, “Tony, I am here on orders, can we not do this right now?”

Of course while this was going on, camera’s were still rolling and Tony was really hoping Jarvis could pull a fast one for him.

“All these people are in danger we gotta get them outta here.” Tony said over comms so that only Rodey could hear him. “You gotta trust me for the next five minutes.”

“Yeah, I tried that and got tossed around your house, remember?” Rodey asked and Tony could hear that sass that dripped from those words slash across his flawless new armor.

Rolling his eyes, Tony decided to just cut Rodey off from saying anything more, “I think Hammer’s working with Vanko.”

Rodey went silent for a pause before asking, “Vanko’s alive?”

Before Tony could say or do anything else, Rodey’s weapons locked on as the other Hammer-roids activated.

Taking a stance Tony asked “Woh, woh, is that you?”

“No, this whole system has been compromised.” Rodey yelled.

“Sorry, bud.”

“Sorry, sorry about what?” Rodey asked but before his systems could fire, Tony took one step forward and kicked him in the chest. Rodey and his armor went flying off to the side.

The shoulder mounts on Tony’s armor slid backwards as nanotech came pouring up and out taking the form of repulsar weapons. Jump boosting into the air, he then fired downwards and walked his blast across the navy and army sections of the Hammer-roids.

Even while destroying a great amount of the forces arrayed against him, Tony’s shield flared to life as the air force drones fired on his position. Boosting up and out of the way, Tony checked the crowd and found that they were already in the process of evacuation.

“Tony, coming in hot!” Rodey yelled over the comms unit. Instead of waiting to locate his best bud, Tony rolled in the air and took off at near supersonic speeds. His adrenaline spiked as he dodged left and right around exhibits and vendors.

Flipping over in the air, Tony landed right besides a kid, raised his arm and blasted a Hammer-roid right in the chest. “Nice shot.” Then he was off again into the skys.

“Light the way, Jarvis.” Tony quipped which then prompted Jarvis to set a course for him to follow. Glowing lines of white lit up Tony’s HUD as waypoints that Jarvis put on for him allowed Tony to take a quick trip around and through the world exhibit.

Landing on one of the globes inside the railings, Tony then used it to pivot, take a sharp turn, then blast right out of the enclosed space. Without looking down, Tony could hear the explosions from the Hammer-roids as they crashed into the centerpiece of the expo.

“A pack just peeled off, their heading back to the expo.” Rodey said over the comms and Tony had at least twelve different ideas run through his head.

“Got it,” Tony, Riri, and Peter all said at the same time. Tony’s heart hammered in his chest as he did a quick roll in the air as he pulled a U turn. Nanites flow over the left gauntlet as Tony had Jarvis coordinate them from the port jacks on the side. Out of those same exit ports a super heated plasma blade roared to life.

Two furious swipes later and Tony found himself hovering over the dismembered parts of the Hammer-roids. “What are you two doing here, you’re not supposed to be here. You’re supposed to be safe on the island.”

“Tony, do you know them, who are they?” Pepper asked, surprised that she was also on the comms.