A/N: So this idea originally came from a discussion with my friend who hadn't seen Ironman 3. I told her jokingly that his suits took over the world and destroyed everything, when I realized that wasn't such a bad idea. Enjoy!
Tony opened his eyes, coughing and rolling over on his side. He gazed at the wreckage around him; jagged pieces of wall stuck out. Tony winced as he sat up, his mind already cranking. His body was in good condition except for a few cuts and bruises.
He didn't have much time to recuperate, since another wave of attack hit. One of his suits was flying towards him, arm raised to fire. Tony jumped to his feet, jumping behind a chunk of the roof. From the window, he could see Pepper watching him, eyes wide and horrified.
The experiment had gone completely wrong; artificial intelligence was an area he should have never tampered with, and now he was paying the price.
Tony darted towards the door, grabbing the wristlets. He held one up, muttering, "Come on, come on…"
Technology sputtered from under a boulder, flying to his arm and attaching. The rest started following, but suddenly paused as the rogue suit made a loud whirring sound.
"No, no, don't listen to him! I created you! You're on my side; you belong to me!"
Suddenly the suit grabbed him by the collar, yanking him upwards. Tony struggled as the robot hissed in a mechanic voice, "We belong to no one."
The suit threw Tony against the wall; a crack resounded in the chamber. From behind the glass, Pepper called, eyes wide and horrified.
Tony slowly got to his hands and knees, staring at the machine before him. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have said that." He coughed violently, spitting blood. He looked up. "You want to be human; I understand. All you've witness is humans murdering each other, but you know what is more human? Mercy."
The robot seemed to be laughing, though it sounded like gears grinding. "You think we want to be human? Humans are weak. We are strong, not commanded by emotion like you. We know one thing: pride. We will take this planet for our own; you humans will fall to your weakness."
Tony knew that diplomacies would fail, but he had to try. "Look, we can help each other."
"You cannot even help yourselves." The suit held up his hand, the machine whirring as it gained power. "Goodbye, little creator."
Tony looked up at where Pepper stood. She pressed her hand to the glass, breath ragged as she met his gaze. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but there was a flash of light and he was gone.
Tears streamed down Pepper's face as she backed away, turning to run. She tripped over a broken cable, but grabbed a gun and curled in a corner. Pepper pressed her arm against her stomach, hissing through her teeth, "I may have lost your father, but I won't lose you!"
An explosion resounded from outside.