Title: Big Damn Hero
Author: Evil_Little_Dog
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: This is a derivative work, and, as such, I make absolutely no money writing this. Darn the luck.
Summary: Tony's sure he's a hero.
He has the suit, and the power, and he is surely able to do a lot of good. His morals might be a bit on the wavering side, though Tony thinks he's doing a helluva lot better than he used to. At least he has a better idea of 'right' and 'wrong', and leans more toward the 'right' part than the 'wrong' part again. He's gotten off the booze, and the drugs, and the one-night stands, the self-lack-of-help through not sleeping for days on end and too much rich food and booze and women and men and whatever vice he could possibly dig up.
But that was then, and this is now, and he can fucking do this. He can go through the Chitauri portal, he can send the missile back to hell, and if he dies doing it, well, at least Tony Stark will go out a hero, rather than dying in some dive bar down on Franklin. Not that he would have, he'd have been in some ritzy bar, possibly in some foreign country, or the Viper Club, because, hey, tradition that famous people die inside or outside of it.
But still dead.
At least Pepper'd put up a great monument to him. Maybe it'd say, "He saved the world a lot."
Tony smiled, and threw the missile at the Chitauri base ship. The explosion would be beautiful.
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