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A/N: So here's a crossover between TONY STARK and JAIME LANNISTER! I've been looking for some Game of Thrones/Avengers crossovers for ages and there are barely any! So I decided to make my own. Tell me how it goes!

Tony groaned once he hit the ground, his suit crunching underneath him. Thankfully, he only jolted a little bit inside the protective metal, and other than a few bruises, was unharmed. Back flat to the dirt, Tony took a moment to gather himself.

That day must have been one of the worse he'd experienced. Well, if you didn't count the three months in Afghanistan or Obadiah's betrayal. But other than that, this one pretty much sucked shit.

Loki had, for the third time, had come back to wreak havoc. He was supposed to be in Asgard and trapped behind bars, but no, hypothetically, Loki had "suffered" the consequences of his actions. Tony found that mediocre for a punishment, but chose not to question the demi-god. Certainly when he wielded that killer hammer, or when he looked at him with those puppy dog eyes.

Tony shook his head in regret. He should have sucked it up and told the man exactly what was on his mind, since now, he was stuck HERE! Wherever here was…

He lifted his faceplate and turned his head so his cheek now pressed the hard ground, taking in his surroundings. All he could see was trees, frozen dirt and… was that a building on the horizon?

He turned so he was on his stomach, and brought himself up to his knees, taking a better look for somewhere to get help. Sure as hell, it was some form of a structure. He narrowed his eyes. Yep, that looked castle like.

He had no idea where Loki had sent him off to. And, as he looked around once again, he established that he wasn't on dear old Earth anymore.

"Fuuuuu…" He moaned and dropped back onto the ground that induced another moan, but this one of pain from the jolt to his aching muscles. "Damn Loki…" He said through his clenched teeth. He wondered if the others would go looking for him, and for how long they would try, after not finding him on their home planet. He wondered if Loki would tell them, or sadistically laugh behind their backs while knowing exactly where Tony was located. Hell, even Thor could have a tiny clue of Loki's tricks, but Tony doubted he would know how to use his brain so thoroughly.

He decided to come up with an action-plan. If he was trapped here, he would need to find food, a place to warm up and sleep- because from what he could see, it looked cold out- and some information. He took a glance at the building in the distance.

It's best I start there.

He stood up, and gazed over his suit, seeing if anything was damaged. A couple dents here and there, and some scratches on the gold and red metal were all that was noticeable. He would have to look it over more closely once he found somewhere to reside for the time being. He only hoped they had screwdrivers…

He gathered power in one of his gauntlets and shot a spear of light at one of the trees. Satisfied that it still worked, the billionaire collected more energy to his hands, and lifted off the ground, speeding himself towards his desired destination.

He stared at the land beneath him, gauging out anything that would tell him where he had landed. Seeing nothing but the same trees, a couple small hills and specks of wild animals prowling in the forest; it could be northern Canada for all he knew, but with someone as scheming and clever as Loki, nothing was that easy.

Once the structure was only about a hundred meters away, Tony landed and continued on foot, in case the locals hadn't heard of the great Iron Man before. The billionaire had guessed that was a big possibility. There were huge columns formed of brick-like material on route to the "castle". They looked abandoned; and slightly creepy, Tony thought with a shudder. Black crows were squawking on his way by, and he waved an armor clad hand at them, hoping they'd get frightened and fly away. With no such luck, he continued his trek, until he heard the far away sound of voices.

In a brief moment of panic, Tony slouched behind one of the trashed structures, peeking over the corner to see a young boy shuffling atop jagged bricks, high up from the ground. Tony frowned in dismay at the dangerous feat, despite his disregard to children. However; the boy wasn't talking; too concentrated on his task, so that meant the voices were coming from somewhere else.

He leaned in an ear, and tried to stifle his breathing. This was when an idea flashed through his mind, and he scolded himself for not trying this before. He quietly asked for Jarvis, and after a moment of bated breaths, the computer butler answered, somewhat fuzzy, but there nonetheless.

Ecstatic, the brunette asked him to turn up his hearing abilities and listened.

The sounds weren't what he was expecting. Pleasured grunts and the slapping of flesh on flesh was all he could hear, coupled with the young boys steps. Tony snorted in amusement, feeling bad for the kid who was likely going to get a scarring eyeful.

He advanced his trudging, whistling a tune to distract himself from the circumstances, then his intelligent mind remembered Jarvis was still around, and ordered him to put on some golden rock music.

Before the instrument could start their melody however, a cry and an outraged scream filled the silent air instead of the lovemaking. Tony glanced up to see the boy standing shell-shocked before the windowless pane. He wanted to keep on walking, pretending he didn't notice a thing, when the angry voices followed, and he thought maybe it was better he supervised the proceeding.

From the tone of voices, it was a woman and a man inside the tower, one sounding calm and collected, the other trying to copy him. The kid was still frozen, and Tony couldn't blame him, his expectations of adulthood ruined, as well as his childhood.

Once everything seemed to be going okay, the voices calmed down, the billionaire resumed his trek, until a scream vibrated the air and Tony turned just in time to see the young boy fall from the wall, power his feet and hands, and soar towards the tumbling body.

He caught him right before he hit the ground, and his landing clunk was accompanied by horrified gasps. The kid in his arms stared up at him in wonder, mouth opening and closing. Tony guessed he was right about the people not knowing who he was, gathered from the reactions he was receiving.

The woman began to scream, scaring the birds and making them fly away with synchronized screeches.

"What is that thing? Jaime! Go kill it." Her accent was unfamiliar, like one from the old days.

"I do not think that would be wise, dear sister." The man mussed. And gross! They were siblings?

"I don't care, oh my seven gods!" She sounded ready to faint, and Tony chuckled. The forgotten boy convulsed in his grasp, and Tony looked down alarmed. Oh right, creepy robot guy, he did look none human.

"Hey kid, sorry for scaring you." He looked half amazed and half terrified. Tony sighed; exhausted from everything that had been happening, and placed the kid back on his feet. He immediately backed away. Great, now even little children were afraid of him, what's next?

"No worries, I ain't going to scare you." The boy didn't seem to trust him, staying in place, which honestly was quite responsible. His parents probably told him about strangers, and to not go near weird candy trucks.

Noises distracted them both and the sound of two feet landing behind them broke their eye contact. If you could count the Iron Man's seeing holes eyes.

The brunette/armor turned around, straightening to full height to regard the blonde, sending out an intimidating vibe. He was blonde, tall, muscled but lean and had a sly, charming smile plastered on his attractive face. Tony was just a little bit impressed by the balls of the man.

"If you shall not attack me, I will not be a threat." He called out, keeping a respectable distance between them.

Tony cocked his head to the side, and told him teasingly. "Threat? What threat?" Something flickered in the man's features, and Tony silently cheered at bringing the man down a peg. However, his cocky smile was quickly put back in place.

"Do not judge before you have experienced, metal man." He returned, trailing his eyes up and down Tony's body. The billionaire had a strong desire not to show the man there was a human being behind the mask. And since Tony always followed what his mind and heart wished, he did not flip open his face plate.

"Ah right, sorry. I have a problem with judging people before I meet them." The blonde didn't respond, and merely quirked his head curiously at Tony's comment.

"Jaime!" An angry voice cut in, and Tony looked up to see the woman leaning through the hole, her expression furious. "What are you doing?!" He would call her freaking hot and fuck her immediately if he had met her in a bar, but knowing she had just been with her brother made him faintly sick to his stomach. Jaime however…

"No need to worry about me sweetheart. I'm not here to, you know; blow up anything or whatever you're afraid of." If his face hadn't been hidden, he would have been smirking haughtily at her. The Jaime character barely spared her a glance, and kept his gaze fixed on Tony.

"We shall bring him to Winterfell" He decided after a moment of contemplation. "If he does not fight however." He raised an eyebrow at the brunette who only lifted his arms in mock surrender.

"You won't be getting any of that from me. Anyway, I've got some questions and I'm in dire need of food man. Battling ali-eh never mind, I just want food." The blonde man simply stared befuddled at him, an expression that did not seem natural for his face, before shaking it out, and nodding at his sister.

"Come down once we are out of sight, take the same way we arrived. And you," He turned to the boy that they had all forgotten; still frozen at the same exact spot they had left him. "We'll talk about what happened later." A grin stole over his features that made even Tony uneasy. He stored in the back of his mind to not let the kid out of his sights if he could help it. "Come, you shall walk a yard before me. If you plan an attack, you will be sorry." Tony waved him off and started the walk towards the castle where he was heading in the first place, before he was so rudely interrupted.

He couldn't help but wonder what the feedback would have been if he'd arrived there unannounced, with maybe thousands of people scared out of their wits and ready to kill him, like that woman had been.

He found himself thinking he was lucky to have run into these people at the towers. And as he walked, he couldn't help but be on edge, alarmed for what was to come.

A/N: There it is lovelies, hope you enjoyed, because I adored writing this first part! Please review to tell me what you thought!

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