A/N Hello my wonderful beanlings! Welcome to my first crossover story! Soooooo... this story will probably be updated less frequently, because I had writer's block on the Author's Note... Also, I don't know if I used the right tag for Ironman, because I couldn't find the movie one so had to use the comics one... but that might be the right one... please let me know!
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I just like to mess around with them.
I dashed through the woods, running as fast as my legs could carry me. I pushed aside branches and leaped over boulders. I dodged trees and jumped over streams, begging myself not to look behind me. I betrayed myself and looked back. Oh, I should not have done that.
Whatever was chasing me was the most hideous thing I had ever seen. At first I thought it was a very tall man, but then I realized it's head was all wrong. It was the head of a very ugly cow. It had horns and everything.
I looked at the rest of his body and saw that he must have been about seven feet tall, and his body covered in fur and bulging with muscle. It was clothed only in a loincloth. Gross. It was like it was some sort of furry caveman.
I realized I had not been looking where I was going, but it was too late. I tripped over a cluster of roots, and found myself sprawled on the forest floor. I tried to get up, but slipped on something reddish. I looked down and realized it was blood. Whose blood? I don't know. It couldn't have been mine, as the only thing that hurt was a couple of bruises.
As I was looking at the blood, I felt a hot breath of air. The hairs on the back on my neck stood up. I knew that if I turned around, I would see the furry caveman thing right on top of me. And I knew that it was going to kill me.
And so I closed my eyes, waiting for it to come.
Only it never did.
I opened my eyes and glanced up, not fully believing what I was seeing.
A group of about three teenagers was fighting the furry caveman. With swords.
Although, I had to admit, it was effective. Within minutes they had it cornered. A boy stepped forward and said, "Again? I mean, come on! I already killed you twice, man!" before slicing his sword straight into it's body. The thing exploded into yellow powder. Dead. Hopefully.
The teens walked over to me, helping me up.
One of them looked at me and said, "My name's Leo. What's your name?"
"Harley," I said, "Harley Keener."
A/N That's all for now! Please leave a review!