Hi, it's my first oneshot. This is going to be a collection since I have a lot of ideas I'm not going to turn into multi-fics. Trust me, five in progress is enough! If you want to use this one or any future oneshots, just ask. Grr... I have to use the editor every time because somehow when I use MS Word, it keeps getting totally bolded. Rest of the note's at the bottom.

Disclaimer: I do not own Iron Man: Armored Adventures and I never will.

"Yo, dude!" the sales representative called to Tony. Tony sighed and turned to face the fourteen year old nuisance. His normal parts dealer in New York was on vacation, leaving Tony to fly to California. "Ya need help?" the blonde asked once again.

"No, thank you." Tony growled with a clenched fist ready to strike. The kid had been stalking him around for an hour. "Come, on! Have a heart… I need a raise." he pleaded on his knees. "Oh, fine." Tony gave in.

Trying to keep as much distance as possible, he headed to the steel section. The boy quickened his pace, matching Tony's.

"Hmm. Your hardest steel. One and a half inches. Some reinforced glass, too." Tony sighed. This boy wasn't any help. He would've ordered online, but Stane had access to his accounts. The blonde simply stood there- wondering why he had picked this job.

Tony squinted to see his name tag, "So, um, Mark, right? Do you need help?" As if a light bulb had went off, the boy's face brightened and smiled, "Wait, I remember you… you're something Stark. Howard, right?"

Tony's face turned away, scanning the steel shelves himself. "He was my dad. Plane crash some time ago… I survived, he didn't. I'm Tony, by the way." he explained. Mark smiled like a child and ran about the store, only to return with the best white glass they had.

"Thanks. I'm ready, if you're at the register." Tony told him. He checked his wrist, noticing his implant was at 75%. Mark picked up the various materials and eventually carried it to the register. After the transaction was over, Mark offered to carry the items to the 'vehicle.'

"I came in a plane, Mark, and I…walked…here." Tony's palm met his face as the one way to reach the plane with all that stuff met his mind. "Then how are we gonna…get there?" Mark scratched his head. Now with his implant at 74%, Tony needed time for the plane ride.

"Wait, why did you come in a plane, again?" Mark asked curiously. "I live in New York." Tony replied. "Me too! I'm just visiting my aunt. I'm already packed. Leaving after my shift- which just ended!" He squealed in delight.

"Come on, Mark. Get your stuff and let's get a cab- which I should've thought of sooner." Tony smiled as he made the boy scream like a little girl and run back with all his luggage. Tony called a cab and they got in, heading for the private Stark airport. After paying the fare, they entered the private plane.

Mark whistled and made himself comfy in the huge cabin. Deciding to call his best friends, Tony turned on the hologram projector and called the armory. Since Tony had the armor, there was nothing to hide. "Hey." Rhodey greeted. "Hey." Tony grinned sheepishly. Pepper pushed Rhodey out and threw out a million questions about California.

"Guys, meet Mark." introduced Tony. The teens all turned to look at him. "Tony, who is he?" Pepper cornered out of her mouth. Tony quickly explained.

"Boo." was all Tony heard before it happened again. Everything shattered in mid-air. The plane, while on fire, nose-dived to the ground. Tony grabbed the parachutes and threw one to Mark. Tony and Mark both held Mark's luggage and jumped out some hundred feet before the plane crashed. Both pulled their parachutes, but Mark started going down faster since he had more luggage.

Tony gasped and put on his 'game' face. Pulling off his parachute, Tony suited-up and grabbed his luggage. A huge explosion erupted beneath them, quickly heading for them. He rescued Mark by shooting them both higher in the sky.

"Rhodey!" Tony exclaimed through the COM link. "Did that just happen?! Are you okay?!" Pepper frantically asked. In his arms, Mark was unconscious, but still breathing. Not wasting his breath, Tony turned to look at the crash scene below him.

Fire- blazing over the mountain range. A few homes were visible, not standing proudly as they did a few moments ago. All the debris scattered for over a square mile. Guilt filled up Tony's heart. Rhodey and Pepper caught their breaths. Anger easily found it's way out of Tony. Turning on the local news channel, K-Cal 9 News at 5, didn't help Tony one bit.

A news chopper flew beneath Tony and Tony just couldn't stand it anymore. Speeding faster than the danger speed, Tony darted to New York with one man in mind: Stane.

"Bu-" Rhodey warned as Tony simply flew in the armory, left Mark in the infirmary, and flew back out. Tony soon realized what Rhodey had meant. He checked his heart implant's energy level, it was at a low 33%. He simply grunted and made his way to Stark Tower.

Just as he had done before, he impatiently hovered beside the CEO's office until Stane noticed him. He didn't care if Stane found out anymore. With a heart as cold as his, there would be no one missing him, not even Whitney.

Stane whipped his head around and slowly turned his whole body toward Tony. Since the sound-proof glass had been cracked, Tony could hear everything. "Yes, Iron Man?" Obadiah straightened his coat.

Tony crashed through the window, sending glass flying off the tall tower. Stane ducked and headed for the door. In a flash, Tony was there. He tried to run away again, but there was no where left to hide.

"What is the meaning of this!" Obadiah shouted more than asked. "All you care about is money. You even went through a man to get it. Today, you tried to get rid of that family, again. Sadly, it didn't work. How can you live with yourself! Even Whitney hates you!" Tony blathered with a serious and hurt tone.

"What are you talking about? How would you even…" Stane stopped himself before he revealed too much. Tony slid back his faceplate, showing an angered boy who looked like he about to murder. Stane gasped in total shock, "You!" "Yes, me. Yes, I know. Because of this armor, I'm alive. Because of this armor, I can enjoy this." Tony slyly grinned.

The faceplate slid in front of his face again as he grabbed Stane by the ankle and hung him over the edge of the building. "No, don't! I didn't do it this time, I swear!" Stane pleaded. "You had your chance." Tony darkly replied as he let Obadiah go. He flew down some twenty feet before Tony swooped down and saved him, leaving him on the ground.

They shared an awkward moment of silence as Tony sent him a deathly glare. Obadiah's mouth was still gaping at the boy, unable to comprehend what had happened. Letting the scowl stay on his face, Tony shot off into the distance again, only to return to save the city…

Yeah, thanks for reading. Please review. Flames are accepted. First time I read this over it felt like 'normal day to total devastation.' If they put anything like this on the show... it shouldn't be rated G. Yeah that's mostly it!

~Valerie