So... Endame killed me... WHY?! This fic is NOT a fix-it cause I am rubbish at writing those. This is an slight AU of Tony's death... Sorry not sorry!

Tony snapped his fingers.

Pain.

Pain like he had never experienced before blaze through him. It was so intense that he couldn't even cry out.

It was like someone had set the whole of his right arm on fire. It was white-hot, burning. His insides were writhing in pain. His arm felt like it was going to burn up. And then it stopped and all he felt was exhaustion.

Tony pulled himself against a rock and let out a small sigh.

He was dying he knew it. He was a genius after all. He was going to leave everyone.

The kid who had just got back. Rhodey his oldest friend. Morgan his beautiful daughter. And Pepper his amazing wife.

Then Tony became vaguely aware of Rhodey gripping his shoulder. He looked into his friends face and managed a weak smile.

Goodbye Honeybear. He thought.

"Mr Stark?"

Tony turned at the voice. The kid was standing there looking at him. Peter's face was streaked with dirt and there were bruises starting to form on his young face. His suit was covered in dust and falling apart at the neck. Yet the kid was still alive.

"Mr Stark, no!"

Peter was crouching in front of him clutching his arms.

"Mr Stark it's me!" The kids voice cracked, "It's Peter! Mr Stark, I'm sorry. Tony..."

Peter allowed a small tear to escape.

Tony's lips raised up in a small smile. He gripped weakly squeezed the kid's arm and hoarsely whispered, "Nice work, kid."

Peter clapped a hand over his mouth to stop sob from escaping.

Then two hands gently moved the kid away from him and suddenly Pepper was in front of him her beautiful eyes filled with raw grief.

"It's okay," She whispered, "It's okay, you can rest now."

Tony stared at her and with the last of his strength whispered,

"I love you, three thousand..."

Pepper laughed softly and answered back, " I love yo, three thousand."

Tony let out a sound that might have been a laugh or a sob then he gave in to the blackness tugging at his vision, he last thoughts being,

I am Iron Man.

Black.