I know I have a lot to answer for on the of chance some of my other fans decide to take a look at this fanfiction. Well, I've been cut of from Word for awhile now. Had to earn money and finally got a job to do so. Now there should never be a time that I'm cut of. Yes, this is another Fanfiction in my long list of ongoing fanfictions, but I can't help it. This idea would not leave me alone. I think that's it. On with the story.

Universe 7: Beerus' Planet, Age 739…

Somewhere in space there exist a small planet. The lower part has a shape like a square pyramid flipped upside-down, and the top is made of a giant, thick dead tree with several buildings, including a temple, on it.

Living around the temple are several kinds of animals. Around the temple is a gigantic lake that includes several kinds of sea creatures. Two figures stood before a small blue fish-like being that had a long body resembling an Eel.

These two figures were much bigger in size and contrasted one another nicely. The first was a purple anthropomorphic cat with golden yellow eyes and large pointed ears that made him seem taller than he really was.

He dons black, blue, and gold Egyptian-looking attire with the same white and orange diamond decorations as his mentor who was the second figure standing next to him. A tall, thin humanoid with pale blue skin, white hair, violet eyes, and rather effeminate features.

He owns a long scepter with a gem that floating above it. His attire consists of a maroon robe, a black cuirass with white and orange diamond decorations, and a blue sash. He also wears black high-heeled shoes with white spats.

"You are positive this is true?" The cat asked firmly.

The Oracle nodded. "Yes, Lord Beerus. In 39 years, you will meet the Super Saiyan God and Man of Iron. The Man of Iron will be crucial in producing the Golden Arcosian; however, one of you must act as I have said if you wish for the last two to come about."

"What do you have to say to that Whis?" Beerus asked. "The Oracle is sure of what he sees."

"I don't know Lord Beerus." Whis stated. "This originally started with one of your premonitions. The Oracle merrily followed. We all know how reliable your premonitions can be."

"We will see Whis." Beerus walked off. "Gather the Namekian Dragon Balls and make the wish. Have him use all the power of three wishes." He yawned. "I'm going to take a nap to pass the time until the day I can take on this Man of Iron and Super Sayian God

Whis nodded. "As you wish Lord Beerus."

"Do ensure there is food waiting for me when I wake." Beerus stated. "I will be rather hungry and do not wish to challenge any of those mentioned on an empty stomach."

"It shall be done milord." Whis stated before tapping his staff on the ground.

He suddenly vanished.

Namek, Later…

Whis stood next to a large Namekian as the seven dragon balls were gathered before them. Namek was a beautiful planet with three suns. The grass, sky, and water were all green. There were also various trees all around them.

"Thank you for being understanding Guru." Whis stated. "Rest assured, if this wish can be made, I will do everything in my power to protect Namek. Lord Beerus won't lay a finger on your planet."

"That is good to hear." Guru nodded. "Your wish does not sound harmful, so make it when ready."

(Speaking Namekian)

Whis "Eternal Dragon Porunga come forth and grant my wish."

After a few seconds, the orbs began to glow, and the sky became black as night. A beam of light shot forth into the sky becoming a green dragon with a heavily muscled upper body.

The dragon began to speak. "I am the…" He then noticed Whis and sweat dropped. "You're Lord Beerus' attendant." He sounded scared. "I am a big fan of his."

Whis smiled. "Wonderful, then you should have no problem granting a wish for him. He even wants you to put all your power behind it, so you can rest after only one wish."

"Of course." Porunga stated. "Name the wish, and I shall grant it. With three times the power, there are few things beyond me."

Whis nodded. "I wish for someone who goes by Iron Man to be duplicated for Universe Seven. This duplicated version should be sent to Earth and stripped of any memories that may make him want to return to a world he won't belong to. Finally, I would like him placed in the best possible place to interact with the Super Saiyan God set to appear in 39 years."

"That wish is highly tricky, but I will certainly see what I can do for Lord Beerus." Porunga's eyes glowed. "Your wish has been granted but be warned that such a wish has irreversibly impacted the flow of the universe."

Whis smiled. "Thank you Porunga. You may leave now"

With that, the balls instantly floated into the sky and dispersed as Namek returned to normal.

Guru watched the quick departure. "Hopefully, this will keep Namek safe the next time Beerus visits."

Whis walked away from Guru. "Thank you for your lovely hospitality, but I must be off. I am quite busy with my other duties."

He tapped his staff on the ground and vanished. Guru breathed a sigh of relief as he thought back to a time of devastation brought on by Lord Beerus. It happened so early in his life that he knew better than to displease the God of Destruction.

With this moment passing, Namek was safe from him the next time the god visited. As safe as you could be considering this wasn't a promise from the god, but the angel. The attendant's vouching could only go so far. Still, Guru wondered who this Iron Man was Whis mentioned.

Marvel Universe: Iron Man Armored Adventures, April 24th 2009…

A teen of average height and weight with short, spikey dark brown hair and blue eyes stood over a red and yellow suit of highly advanced armor. His attire consisted of a red T-shirt, blue jeans with a red stripe on both sides, and red trainers as well as a welding mask for the moment.

He smiled at his creation. "Well, what do you think?"

A dark skinned, tall teen of average weight joined him in looking at the armor. He had black, short curly hair and brown eyes. His attire consisted of a grey, long sleeved shirt and blue jeans.

"Colorful." The teen nodded. "You know your dad will just invent something to top this, right? I mean, you guys are like dueling evil genius."

"Not this…" The light skinned teen stopped as he saw Porunga reflected in the armor's face mask. "Rhodey, did you just see that?"

Rhodey looked at the armor in confusion. "See what Tony?"

Tony looked at him in disbelief. "The muscular, green dragon." He pointed at his armor. "It was reflecting in the face mask."

Rhodey chuckled. "Alright funny guy."

Tony looked at him. "I'm being serious."

"I think you may need some rest." Rhodey shook his head. "Might be a blessing in disguise that you don't go to school."

Tony rubbed his head. "Yeah, maybe I will take a nap. It's probably for the best."

Rhodey patted his back. "See you man."

He then walked off as Tony stared at the face mask. He then smiled and shook his head. Yeah, some sleep would do him some good. He walked away, turned off the lights, and left the room. That's when the armor gave off a dull yellow glow.

New York City, Stark International

After a good nap, Tony was feeling great and full of energy. He hadn't once seen that dragon. Such an odd sight. He was now walking up to his father's company. Stark International. A tall building with 83 floors and a train track connected to it.

As he walked in, he greeted the employees who greeted him as he made his way up to his father's receptionist. A young woman with brown hair in a bun and a black pan suit. As usual, she was hard at work.

"Hey Trish." Tony stated.

She smiled at him. "Well, look who finally came out of his lab." She nodded to the door. "Your dad's inside Tony."

Tony nodded. "Thanks."

Tony entered the room to find his dad hard at work. The office was dark as he stared at holograms of a project. Tony's father was a man of average height and weight with short, spikey dark brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a long-sleeved, white shirt with dark jeans and loafers.

Tony approached him. "Are the lasers I designed for your earth mover up and running, or are you still in ancient history mode?"

Howard looked back at his son with chuckle as the shades around the windows retracted revealing the evening sun. "Very funny." He leaned against his desk. "They've already completed work on the lasers and will be using them in the field today. Want to see?"

Tony rubbed the back of his head. "Actually, I've got something to show you at the testing grounds." He smiled. "Something…" He stopped as he noticed that same dragon in the window and ran over to it. "Dad are you seeing this?"

Howard turned and looked at the window. "See what?" He raised an eye brow. "All I see is the city. Same as ever." Tony put a hand on his head in disbelief making Howard worry. "You know son, I wanted to show you the earth movers, but maybe we should skip it for today.

It's been awhile since either of us relaxed." He shook his head. "I can't tell you how many times I've seen something after long stints working. Whatever project you've been working on has certainly taken up a lot of your time." He suddenly got an idea. "You know, how about we take a vacation?"

"A vacation?" Tony asked.

"Yeah." Howard walked over to Tony and put a hand on his back. "What better way to relax than a father and son vacation. If I get started now, I can have everything set for us to leave tomorrow morning."

Tony smiled before remembering his armor. "Yeah, but I was really excited to show you what I made. I just know you'd love it."

Howard nodded. "Bring it along. We'll go someplace near one of the testing facilities and you can show me what you made."

Tony nodded back. "Maybe a vacation is what I need." He smiled. "Alright, let's do it."

"Excellent." Howard patted Tony's back. "We'll…"

At that moment, a man, about a few inches taller than Howard, stormed into the office past Trish. He had a bald head and wore a black business suit. He did not seem pleased, and the folder on the earth movers gave both Howard and Tony a good indication of why…

Private Jet, Next Day…

Howard and Tony sat across from each other in comfort.

"I'll tell you Tony, this is just what we needed." Howard stated. "It's been well over a year since we last had a vacation."

Tony smiled. "Yeah dad, I guess it has." He shook his head. "Didn't realize it myself until I left Stark International." He stood. "If you'll excuse me, I want to check on my little project."

Howard looked at him. "Want me to come with?"

Tony smirked. "Let you ruin the surprise?" He shook his head. "No way. You stay seated dad."

He walked through the door.

Cargo

Tony walked up to the black casing holding his armor and began punching in numbers to get it open when he heard a strange sound. He looked to his right only to see an increasingly bright, white light. He crossed his arms and backed away as the private jet exploded.

Somewhere in the World

Tony laid amongst the wreckage of the plane severely injured from the crash, but not dead. He survived thanks to grabbing the hand of his armor and putting it on enabling him to generate a field which protected him just enough to leave him alive.

The field dispersed and delivered a shock to his system causing the young teen to bolt to a sitting position. He quickly fell to his hands coming in and out of consciousness. His chest hurt. It was in so much pain. He noticed the case containing the rest of the suit in front of him.

He crawled to the casing and placed his hand on it. The case scanned him and popped open giving him clear access to the rest of the suit. He climbed into the casing and fell into the rest of the suit.

"Activation Code Stark 02." Tony managed.

The suit spoke back with a calming, woman's voice. "Stark Exo Suit activated. Scanning." The suit scanned Tony's body. "Alert. Medical systems detect extensive damage to user's heart and chest. Treatment in progress."

"Navigation systems. Engage auto pilot. Take me… Take me to Rhodey." Tony managed before passing out and the suit shutting down.

Once both were out, the suit and Tony glowed a brilliant yellow as a second suit and Tony appeared right next to him. This duplicate then vanished in a flash of yellow light leaving the Marvel universe with only one Tony. One Iron Man.

Transition

Naturally, the first Tony goes onto keep his city safe and partakes in many adventures stemming from this event. That story is already out there, but the second Tony's is not. Not yet. It is time for Iron Man to enter the world of Dragon Ball.

Universe 7's Earth: Capsule Corp, Age 748…

It was a beautiful, sunny day over the Capsule Corporations headquarters. Spring was settling in nicely. The yellow, dome shaped building was a stunning sight for many of West City considering just how big a name the company had become.

This beautiful day was about to become strange as colorful lights danced in the sky above West City for everyone to see drawing their attention. This light show kept them from seeing the red and yellow armored teen falling out of the sky and into the yard of Capsule Corp.

Inside Capsule Corp, Days Later…

Tony slowly opened his eyes only to bolt to a sitting position as he realized he didn't know where he was. He was currently dressed in his tattered pants while his torso, for the most part, had been bandaged. Sitting up so suddenly had caused pain to curse through his chest.

There he felt a metal circle imbedded in his chest and froze enabling him to hear the subtlest beat emitted from the disk. "The crash… the suit must not have been able to get me to a medical center, so it created this to keep me alive. The crash? Why can't I… Dad!"

He jumped out of bed, ignoring the pain, only to stop as the door to the room opened. There stood a tender, milky skinned teenage girl with turquoise, shoulder-length hair. Her attire consisted of a pair of brown short shorts, red & white shoes, pink socks, and a red jacket with a white shirt underneath.

Tony ran up to the girl and gripped her shoulders. "My father, where is he?"

The girl blinked in shock. "Who?"

"My father! Howard Stark!" Tony shouted. "We crushed in something. Where is he?"

"Your father wasn't with you." The girl was both concerned and saddened for the boy. "Most people, including my family, were interested in a light show, but our security camera's focused on you falling from way up in the sky contained in an armor."

"My armor!" Tony let her go. "Where is it? It'll have gotten a scan of the scene and can tell me what happened to him if he's not here." He looked at the girl pleadingly. "Please, I need to know what happened to him." He gripped his chest. "Gaaaah."

"Hey, you're hurt badly so don't push yourself." The girl stated. "That device in your chest, and my father stabilizing it, only did so much. You need rest."

Tony stood tall. "I'll rest once I know my father is safe." He looked at her. "You said I crashed in my armor. Where is it. Please, I need to know my father is safe."

The girl saw that this was important to Tony, so she nodded. "Alright, follow me and I'll take you to your armor; however, you need to promise me you'll rest after no matter what you find out."

Tony nodded. "Agreed. Please, just take me to my armor."

The girl nodded back and started to walk off with Tony doing his best to follow.

Lab

Tony followed Bulma into a lab filled with machines that would normally interest him; however, he only cared about his suit which stood in the middle of the lab. It was a little roughed up after everything. He immediately walked over and put it on.

"That suit really is something." Bulma thought.

Tony worked to bring up the scans at the time of the crash only to stop as his signature was the only one at the sight of the crash. For him, that could only mean one thing in this moment. There was fire and debris of something from what he could remember.

Tony left his suit, which powered down, and fell to his knees distraught. "My father is dead." Tears came to his eyes. "My father is dead!"

He cried as the girl watched on wanting to let him get this all out of his system. When he had calmed down, the girl helped him back to the room. Tony was in no mood to talk or resist.

When they got there, the girl said, "I'm sorry for your loss."

Tony didn't speak back instead he collapsed onto the bed, face down. The girl normally would have been angry that she was being ignored, but she knew well enough that this wasn't a normal situation. She left Tony there to grieve.

One Week Later…

Tony hadn't left the room all week nor had he been disturbed except by a knock three times a day. In the morning when he got breakfast and a fresh change of clothes, noon for lunch, and evening for diner.

Because he got this food, he hadn't needed to leave the room. After all, it had its own, rather spacious bathroom. He was also glad whoever left the food, he thought it was that girl, didn't show themselves.

He was grateful for the solitude spending most of it staring at his chest, sitting in the shower, or lying in bed. It was a hard thing to accept that his father was dead, but Tony knew Howard wouldn't want him to completely shut down, so he didn't.

Like every time before, at noon, he heard a knock at his door only this time it was accompanied by a male voice. "Young man? Are you decent?"

Tony took a deep breath and moved to a nearby chair. "Come on in."

The door opened, and a short, stocky man entered. His hair was like that of the girls except it was a bluish-gray and he had a matching, large mustache. His attire consisted of a white lab coat with a blue undershirt, black pants, and rectangular glasses. He was smoking a cigarette.

The man walked in and looked at Tony. "Good, I had feared that device in your chest wouldn't do the job." He stroked his chin. "Of course, I shouldn't fear since you did invent it like that suit, did you not?"

Tony simply nodded.

"A fine machine that suit of armor." The man nodded back. "I haven't touched it, but I don't need to. It is a true marvel. You must be a brilliant young man."

Tony remained silent.

The man cleared his throat. "Ah, where are my manners? You can call me Dr. Brief."

"Tony Stark." Tony stated.

"Good to finally know your name." Dr, Brief stated with a smile. "My daughter informed me of what happened in the lab and I am sorry for your loss. I've already inquired with the police about you.

Unfortunately, records aren't something well kept unless you're already a citizen of West City, and you do not match any descriptions around here. Tell me, do you have any family? Where are you from?"

Tony shook his head. "I don't know where I'm from. Can't remember. As for family, my father was it. That much I do know."

"Peculiar. Are there other things you don't remember?" Dr. Brief asked.

"A lot. My memory has major gaps. For instance, I know my father and I were attacked in the air and I was among wreckage; however, I can't remember what that wreckage once was." Tony stated.

"So, you have no where to go then?" Dr. Brief asked.

Tony shook his head.

"How would you like a job and place at Capsule Corp." Dr. Brief asked.

This shocked Tony. "You want to offer me a job?"

Dr. Brief nodded. "You seem like an intelligent, young man, so I can give you a space to work. Anything you invent will be credited to you. You'll have plenty of time for your own projects. We can iron things out. I simply can't stand to see someone with your talent homeless."

"I didn't have an option before." He stood. "Thank you, sir. For this and the week so far. I'll uh… I'll try not to let you down." Tony stated.

Dr. Brief nodded. "Think nothing of it Tony." He walked to the door. "We'll talk more once you're better."

Dr. Brief left, and Tony fell back onto the bed staring up at the ceiling. "Well, at least I'll be able to stay somewhere, but I still have no memory of this world. Many things to be honest. I don't even know for certain dad's even dead."

He sighed. "That may have just been an overreaction, but how would he have survived the explosion on whatever, wherever we were, we were on? He didn't have my suit, and I only activated it during the crash. One moment both our vitals then just mine."

Tony turned in his bed and stared at the wall before falling asleep. His mind whirling with many questions, yet so few answers.

Power Level's:

Tony: 3

Tony W/Armor: 100

I know mechanical anything does not have a power lever, but for some sake of quantifying growth, there will be power levels listed as above. this way you can get a general idea of Tony's progress, both himself and armor creation, during this story. Know that the suit is not multiplying Tony's levels. That is simply his power level in the armor.