Author's Notes: This is an idea the just popped into my head one day when watching the Thor 3 trailer and then re-watching Iron Man. Possible one-shot.
This story is based off the Marvel movies, and Marvel comics. So there're some parts from the movies such as The Avengers, The Avengers 2, all of the Ironman movies, all of the Thor movies released and the new Spiderman: Homecoming movie. I also included parts from Thor comics which include a history and background for some of the characters. So basically it's like to alternate universe compiled from almost all the movies and some of the comics.
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Summary: The Stark family had always endured. Earth was not where they were born but they made it home. And now Asgard has come to Earth. AU. Or where Thor drops into Earth atmosphere bring his family with him and the Head of the Stark family throws a fit. Repost, Three Parts.
Iron Clad by RN2017
Part 1 of 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-Man or Iron Man, sadly.
Stark remembered how fear tasted. It had been over three thousand years since he had saw the man in front of him. And it had seemed that the crown of Asgard had worn him old and weak. He sat in the background scrolling through the latest news feed on his phone, as the others took the leading and spearhead the conversation. Stark worry texted the only two people that meant the world to him.
They sat in one of the many conference rooms of The Avengers new location in upstate New York. The building was closer to the ground, well-built, outfitted with training rooms, the latest tech, and everything else that a potential Earth saving team could need.
His feet rested on the table in front of him He sat next to the window, with the sunlight shining just shy of his feet. Tony seemed disinterested in what was going on in front of him. But he was intensely listening to every word.
"So, you need our help?" Rhodey asked the Asgardian king.
Thor, Tony noted, looked like he felt as old as the man sitting beside him. His brother Loki stood off to the side, looking out the window seeming as relaxed as Tony was feeling. Stark could see the stiffness in his shoulders.
He didn't really know Thor or Loki very well. Tony only knew them through secondary hand experiences and brief interactions. Stark never made it a habit to get to know the boys in front of him, knowing that it would not lead anywhere good.
Tony couldn't believe that they were here pleading for help. Asgard had far superior technology and knowledge than the rock they were currently on. To this day his best technology advances of the last decade paled in comparison to the technology of Asgard in ancient times.
Tony understandably was a mixture of nerves, fear, anger and sadness while the Asgardians were in the building. The farther they were from him and his family the better.
While over the centuries he had learned to overcome many memories of Asgard that hunted him, it was the man in front of him that he feared the most. Odin had taken almost everything he held dear. Within the span of a week, he had lost the majority of his family, his home, and his friends. When he was abandon to Midgard he had nothing but the clothes on his back and two scare children at his feet.
He decided after a few decades, if he ever saw the man in front of him again he would kill him on site. And when a few decades turned into a few centuries, then a few centuries turned into a few millennia, he had given up on his revenge for his family. But that long forgotten feeling was something he was truly reconsidering on returning to. He could feel it bubbling up inside, it felt like the begins of slowing warming fire.
"Yes, the Goddess of Death, Hela, has decimated my forces." Odin replied tiredly. "It is her goal to conquer all worlds of the Nine Realms and beyond."
Tony stiffened at the mention of his mother.
"Well, that's a terrifying thought." Clint commented.
"What makes you think she's headed here?" he asked as the rest of the team looked and waited for the king to respond.
Tony longed to see Asgard's golden halls, to drink Asgardian ale, and hear Asgardian music once more. His father always told him that Midgard was barbaric, vile, and uncivilized. Cul Borson had very little love for the green-blue planet. He disagreed, after being stranded on Earth for over three thousand years.
Cul Borson was the God of Fear. The Stark family had inhered everything from their forefather. Each one of the Stark family member had many Asgardian traits, such as: super strength, super speed, super agility, superior reflexes, enhanced stamina, increased durability, a regenerative healing factor, and longevity. But the Starks were magically inclined with a greater edge than other Asgardian royal houses. Tony's favorite ability, that he had learned to control early on was fear eating.
Death and Fear also stood side by side once. They were as he described perfect for each other. Hela, the Goddess of Death was his mother and Fear was her companion. She was not always the best mother. But she was there when he needed her. Despite, her overall horrifying reputation she always was pleasant to him.
He was told, by the man in front of him no less, that she was dead, not long after the royal guardsman incarcerated him, his wife and his children. But it had appeared that she had simply been locked away like he was, and unlucky enough to endure three thousand years of solitude.
"It seems we are targets. And she means to kill us all," answered Thor worried.
I can only imagine why, he thought. Idiots, the lot of them.
"So, you came here to Earth? Making us into targets by association. That didn't seem like the smartest thing to do." commented Bruce.
Bruce sat next to Rodney, who seemed to be swallowing his fear, or having an absent seizure.
Natasha hadn't said a word, nor did she move from her seat next to Tony. He could tell she was intensely listening to every single syllable that was being said. Tony realized that her knuckles turned white while she clenched her fists as the conversation rolled on.
"I agree with Dr. Banner, however, I can understand why you came here. If I recall, most of the Nine Realms with the exception of Asgard lacks Earth level of technology and of course the Avengers." Vision stated as the yellow infinity stone glowed softly in his head.
Tony looked around the room assessing each person, and their reactions. He suspected that some already made their decision, and others are waiting to see what would be say before making their opinions known. He was funding this entire team after all.
He knew for a fact that good old Steve Rogers a.k.a. Captain America was already decided in helping Asgardians. Rogers was predictable like that.
"Friends, will you help us?" asked Thor as he waited, standing behind his father, looking worst for wear with his dirty and torn Asgardian outfit.
The Asgardians in the front of them looked a bit nervous. He decided then that he would not extend his hand in their time of need. But Stark would also not help his mother in her path for revenge. He knew exactly why she was hunting down Odin and his sons. They were the embodiment of everything she hated, and everything she thought she lost.
The room went silent for a moment. After a few minutes, Tony got up to leave the room. But he was stop the sound of Steve Rogers voice.
"Tony," Steve started, "where are you going?"
He looked back at his teammates looking a bit tense when Steve spoke up. The last time Steve and he had a disagreement it ended up in a very expensive battle destroying countless airplanes and aircrafts in a foreign country.
"It's late and I'm tired." Tony said, referring to the now rising half-moon out the window. "We aren't going to get anything done if we are all tried, and wore out." The other team members in the room seem to relax at his reply. They were not ready to fight another Civil War.
"Tony is right. It is late." Rhodey agreed, "Let's pick this up tomorrow."
Tony sense a bit of aggravation from Steve at Rhodey's reply. He couldn't help but smile to himself. The others in the room nodded their heads, and started for the door of the room. Even the Asgardian seemed to relax just a bit as the conversation came to a close.
Steve nodded at Rhodey's agreement. "Fine, let's all go to bed." Steve said a bit angrily.
He could understand where the boy was coming from, but if he knew what his mother was like did he wouldn't be such a rush to die.
To Be Continued…
