Episode 1 "The Almighty"

"The universe is big, it's vast and complicated, and ridiculous." - The 11th Doctor

Tony Stark

High atop his tower, Tony Stark contemplated perhaps the most important decision he had ever made in his life. Jarvis was currently performing at 99% of his maximum capacity, but Tony had never been the kind of guy to not go that extra distance. He'd checked the hardware and it was all top of the line or better, exactly as planned, meaning the only thing he could improve was software.

"Jarvis, would you like me to update your operating system now or later?" Tony asked his faithful robotic butler.

"I would not be unappreciative. However, even for an AI of my caliber, it will take some time to update fully. Are you sure you wish to update me now? You'll temporarily be without my assistance. I calculate an 11% chance you'll be attacked while I am inactive."

Tony decided to ignore that last remark, Jarvis was needlessly pessimistic when it came to his calculations through unerring logic. Villains and world-shattering plots couldn't spring up every day. He brought up his interface of Jarvis' system and produced a small CD that he tossed into a giant target sign. Upon hitting it directly in the center a loud "He shoots- he scores!" was sounded throughout Tony's workplace. A series of small yellow holographic lights appeared, messages Jarvis had likely recorded seconds before starting his update. Tony played the first of the three sound files.

Jarvis' voice emerged from speakers situated everywhere in Tony's Tower. "I took the liberty of starting with the Mark VII armor sir, it should be ready to go within five minutes." The message was accompanied by a small timer that started ticking down. Tony nodded, Jarvis was efficient, as always. He queued up the next message.

"Mrs. Potts requests you come down for dinner to discuss plans for the wedding, again." Tony leaned back in his chair and scratched his head. Again? We just discussed that a week ago! Or was it a day ago? Ah well, better not keep her waiting. Tony stood up out of his desk chair before swiping the third message, which had turned red and was flashing with an "urgent" sign floating around it.

"Lastly sir, there appears to be a women floating outside your workplace on a guitar. She is dressed in a bunny suit. I am noticing high levels of aggression from her and would advise defensive actions immediately." What the hell?

BOOM. Tony stumbled as a blast opened a small portion of his office to the Manhattan skyline. More explosions were striking his tower in a rapid succession, widening the hole until the top three floors were exposed to the elements. The universe had a cruel sense of irony it seemed. The woman rode into his office on her guitar in a manner similar to a surfboard before dismounting. Sure enough, she was dressed in a bunny costume. Well, she's not the first female who has anger issues with me. I can handle this, and if I can't, the Mark VII suit will be ready to go in a few more minutes.

Tony raised his hands in a placating gesture, "Alright miss bunny person, I don't know what I did to wrong you- but you're destroying my house and my place of business and probably scaring the crap out of my fiancee; that's not allowed." He pointed at the remains of what was formerly a wall. "So you can just hop back on your guitar and call my receptionist to set up a meeting and I will happily talk to you about what's bad between us. Could I have your name so I can be sure I don't skip it?" The woman just smiled at him and reclined against a Vespa scooter that had followed her into the building like an obedient puppy.

"I've got no problem with you dude. You can call me Haruko." A bright flash of light blinded Tony momentarily before he could see again. Haruko had changed her clothes, now appearing in an orange jacket, dark tights, boots, and a helmet complete with goggles. "There, fan-service time is over, you're Tony Stark right?" She stepped forward and hefted her guitar as if it were a baseball bat. "I've got a sweet reward for dealing with you and your friends, destroying everything else really doesn't concern me so I wouldn't move if I were you." Tony had a sinking feeling that guitar was going to hurt a lot more than it should. He sprinted towards the station for his suit. By his count he only had two minutes left until Jarvis said his suit would be fully operational again. But will she let me reach the station in time?

Tony glanced over his shoulder as he ran, he slowed down when he saw Haruko had barely moved from where she had stepped forward to make her threat. He reached the station but didn't bring out his suit yet as she was making no motion to pursue him. Tony shot her a trademarked Stark grin. "Most women who want to catch me chase a bit harder than you do."

Haruko just smiled back, "The job pays on completion dude, I don't have to be the one to do it." It took Tony less than half a second to realize what that meant and to jump onto his station to equip his suit. Not a moment too soon as a rocket slammed into his armored side, knocking him down but otherwise leaving him unharmed. He looked up to see a helmeted figure walk up to him, his helmet completely obscured his face but for a small slit around the eye region, he was also carrying a weapon Tony was unfamiliar with- which was saying something. The figure's voice emerged through a some sort of voice box.

"Looks like he's all talk, bounty hunting isn't as hard as it used to be, wanna finish him Haruko? " Haruko sauntered up to Tony and readied her guitar.

"No problem Boba-kun, let's see if he can fly." she casually whacked him with the guitar. The impact was far more than he had expected, hurtling him through one of his intact walls and crashing into a building across the street. He fell in free-fall, barely conscious, glancing off the surface of the building as he careened out of control and without power.

Back up at Tony's office, Haruko turned as a small beep sounded from behind her and a clock ran down to 0:00. "What's that for?"

Meanwhile hurtling towards ground-level at terminal velocity, Tony's suit came back online and he activated the thrusters mere feet above the pavement, startling nearby pedestrians. Alright, now I'm pissed.

Rocketing up at top speed, he reached the highest floor of his tower to find- nothing? He'd noticed Pepper being evacuated as he was climbing so he had one less worry to deal with. His scanners immediately warned him of a threat behind him, he jetted to his right, narrowly avoiding the laser blast as it raced past him and vaporized an entire floor of a nearby apartment building. As he turned around he quickly noticed two things, this Boba fellow could fly, and he had more than one weapon. A quick scan of the nearby area didn't reveal where Haruko was, but he had more immediate concerns, like showing this amateur who the real Iron Man was. He jetted towards the bounty hunter, firing energy blasts from his repulsors. Boba ascended to dodge the blasts, returning fire with a different weapon, less of a rifle and more like a regular pistol. Tony arced his way underneath him, dodging the plasma shots. It appeared that while some of his weaponry had more firepower, his jetpack did not offer nearly the degree of maneuverability that Tony's suit granted him. Continuing his arc, Tony looped above Boba and sent several repulsor blasts straight at him. As expected, Boba couldn't dodge to the side as easily and several shots landed. While the attacks had connected, his armor had appeared to deflect the energy but not the force of the blow. Interesting. Tony thought to himself. He pulled back on his momentum to ascend quickly before diving at the bounty hunter at maximum speed. This might hurt.

Boba Fett

Boba was still reeling from the energy blasts when he noticed the sun that was shining directly on him moments before was now eclipsed. He had but a second to prepare himself before 400 pounds hammered him downwards. He felt himself grappled by Tony as they accelerated towards the ground at full speed. Guess he isn't all talk after all.

Tony

Tony kept Boba in a headlock all the way down, he'd underestimated people enough times to know it would bite him if he held back. He had Pepper in his life now, more so than ever before, and these two had almost hurt her. Civilians that had previously seen Iron Man just avoid become a permanent addition to the road moments before had barely begun to leave the scene before he rocketed back again, this time pile-driving a strange man into the street hard enough to shatter the asphalt and set off car alarms. Tony stood up and glared at the man through his visor. He wasn't moving very much, if he wasn't dead he was likely injured badly. Now, where's the other one? Tony heard gasps and slowly turned to see Haruko riding her scooter in the air, looking like she didn't have a care in the world.

"Awww, Fett-senpai, I thought you were a big bad bounty hunter?" she mocked the still Boba Fett. Tony was in no mood for games and sent a signal through his suit to fire small caliber gunfire in her direction. He'd expected her to dodge them- but he didn't think she'd simply blur through them faster than he could react, slamming her guitar into his face. His vision blacked out for a moment as he was hurled down the street, plowing a long crater in the road. He noticed Fett getting back up from the hole Tony had recently put him in, although he was moving very slowly. Damn it. Tony climbed to his feet in more or less the same manner, Haruko hit very hard. Tony then heard a sound that brought reassurance, the sound of people screaming "Spiderman!" About time someone else showed up. Tony turned to greet his ally but noticed Spiderman was swinging in far too low, almost like he was going to- WHAM!

Spiderman kicked Tony, in the face, and not holding back very much. Tony flew back down the street, landing before Haruko and Fett. A sustained beating like this was beginning to toll on him, his suit was taking extreme amounts of damage- it wouldn't protect him forever. Spiderman walked over to Tony and grabbed him by the chest and lifting him into the air. Tony had to ask him, "Why Spiderman? Why are you doing this?" Spiderman drew him close to his masked face to reply, "Run away Tony, I tried stopping myself but I can't!" He then threw Tony into the air. He fell slowly, noticing that Haruko was winding up for another swing and Boba was taking aim with his big gun. It can't end like this!

Boba

A flare burst into being above Iron Man as everyone followed his flight, blinding the civilians and Haruko. Boba's sensors washed out the excessive light. He turned to follow the trail of the flare to see a blur of green rush him and strike him several times in rapid succession, in the face, in the knee, and in the elbow. By the time Fett recovered from the barrage of blows and everyone had regained their sight, Iron Man was gone. All they heard was a sort of wheezing, groaning noise as they wondered where Iron Man had vanished to. Fett walked up to Spiderman and pointed his laser gun straight into the webslinger's face.

"You're supposed to be on our side freak." Fett growled through his voice box. Spiderman did not look away from the death pointed at his face. " You were supposed to help us take Stark down, not deliver him to his allies. If you're not going to do as you're told, perhaps our employer is going to have to do a bit better in training you." He holstered his pistol and turned to face the only man brave enough to walk into the middle of the road. From the beginning there was something off about him, none of the civilians could describe it- it was the way he walked, the way he moved, he seemed to entirely belong and at the same time completely alien. The way he looked from side to side as though each new thing was new to him but also as if he'd seen the same thing time and time again before was unnerving people, causing them to start backing away from him. He wore a simple robe of white, it hid his feet from view but hadn't managed to gather a spec of dirt from trailing on the ground. His hair was silver and hung to his shoulders, rippling in a breeze that wasn't there.

Fett strode forward to meet him. "The rest of them, they'll be coming, what are you going to do about them?" The man in white turned to look at Fett; even through his armor Fett had the sensation that the man not only saw through the armor, he saw through his soul, through his very being- through his destiny. The destiny that the man had so casually dismissed only hours before as Fett lay almost dead in the sarlacc pit. The man grinned at Fett, as he did so a wave of white energy emerged from him and began racing away in all directions, causing the people to run and scream. "The same thing I did to the Justice League, my dear bounty hunter, I'm going to kill them."

Tony

Tony awoke to a bizarre sound and the scent of English tea. Before him stood another man in armor and another man in a patched coat with a fez on his head. And here I thought I was the only one. The man with the fez turned and noticed him waking up, Tony's visor had withdrawn into his suit. The man took out a small tool and waved it over Tony, it emitted a green light and made a warbling noise. As he did this Tony took in his surroundings, he was lying against a beam in a bizarre room, circular in nature, with a large console in the middle divided into six sections. A large machine in the center was pumping up and down slowly in time with the wheezing sound that was emanating from it.

The man spoke, drawing Tony's attention to him and his ridiculous outfit. Who wears bow-ties? "Greetings Tony," the man crouched to look Stark in the eyes, "I'm glad you're awake and alive, at the same time too no less- we're here to help you." He gestured over his shoulder at the seven foot tall green man. "That's John 117, also known as Master Chief. I'm the Doctor."

Tony was still processing his previous fight and must have missed the rest of the sentence. "I'm sorry, Doctor Who?"