So yeah I hope you guys enjoy this one! It's an Avengers/Avatar crossover.
Disclaimer. I do not own The Avengers or Avatar.
People said that you don't dream in cryo. Tony Stark was happy to prove them wrong. Not happy he had dreamed, mind you, but just happy that he could prove people wrong. Tony Stark's dreams were full of dark things these days, darker than usual and usually included various iterations of a dark cave, being held under water, the dying screams of men, unbearable heat and an impact so hard it left all of him paralyzed instead of just from waist down. Five years, nine months and twenty-two days of intermittent dreaming left Tony Stark's usual snark somewhat impaired. So when they woke them up from cryo and told them to get ready for entrance to Pandora, Tony actually obeyed without a fuss.
They got on the space shuttle in short order and headed down to Pandora. He had heard a lot about it, had seen some video of it and had developed a hell a lot of tech for the Pandora project. Heck he had even designed this damn space shuttle. It was in fact this reason that he was even here at all. He had done some specialized work for one of the projects on Pandora, the Avatar project. He had designed, actually redesigned, the neurological link to link the avatars with the human mind so that the humans would be able to drive the bodies. It wasn't his usual line of work but he had done it on one condition: that he also gets an avatar.
Due to ethical concerns, they weren't making human bodies, but they were making avatars so if there was a damn chance that Tony Stark could walk again, he'd take it, even if it meant he was large and blue and striped. Eh, he'll make it work.
He got out of the shuttle, got into his wheelchair and pulled his travel bag over his head and wheeled out of the shuttle. He could have, of course, made a remote controlled chair but he had wanted the muscle in his arms. The muscles in his legs had already atrophied quite a bit, he couldn't bear it the same happened to his arms as well.
The general commander greeted him politely but sneeringly. Tony just smiled and said some comment that wiped away the smile on the man's face but truth be told he didn't even know what he had said. He was engrossed in taking in the sights of a whole new planet. Everything was over large. He stopped to let a giant tank, (his design again) roll past him. Brightly coloured arrows were stuck to the wheels (but not impairing the function, Stark-tech at its finest). Ah, he thought, that would be the Na'vi.
He finally got to the security briefing after declining the help of several soldiers, with bruising remarks and settled down to listen to the head of security because, say what you like, Tony Stark was not an idiot. Besides, the last time he didn't listen to his security, three months in Afghanistan happened. And three soldiers were dead trying to protect him.
He couldn't help rolling his eyes at the man's speech though. Seriously who said jujubes anymore? And yes they are hard to kill and Stark weapons have been making it easier for many years. And seriously did he have to be that dramatic? Yeah, yeah some of us will die. But not him. No dying for Tony Stark. He went on to list the rules which Tony sighed and committed to memory in case they ever became useful.
After that he was guided to the lab where he saw for the first time, his avatar. And he'll be damned if it wasn't the handsomest one of all. After that he and a doctor Spellman, who was quite well versed in Na'vi culture, went to the lab to meet Dr. Grace whose work on Pandora was legendary. Tony had read all her papers and her book.
She was calling for a cigarette when they entered the room. Tony liked her immediately. They were introduced to her by the doctor who was giving them the tour-Tony had forgotten his name- and she and Spellman instantly began conversing with in other in Na'vi of which Tony could follow a little. The doctor reintroduced Tony and he held out his hand and gave her his brightest smile and said
"Tony Stark ma'am."
"Yeah," she said, "Like I don't know who you are. I don't need you Mr. Stark, I need your technology and I have all I need on that front anyway. Nothing good comes out of a military contractor trying to poke their nose in my business. Business that, might I add, has no place for personal gain."
"Well I'm sorry to be such an inconvenience, but I guess you'll just have to stick with me. It's that or let your insanely expensive avatar go to waste. Or let me cut the funding to this project. But I guess if my presence is much more of an inconvenience than those two things I could leave and go my way. However, I can add that I am at your service here and not many people get to say that, so I think you should call it a win."
Dr. Grace looked like she wanted to murder someone, preferably him. Before she could retaliate though a new voice intruded saying, "Don't worry Grace, that's just Tony's way of saying he likes you. He's… got an odd way of showing it."
"Well, well, well," said Tony looking at the new person, "Natashalie. How long it's been since you were impersonating a secretary in my office?"
"Six and a half years," said Natasha Romanov. She was just as beautiful as she was six and a half years ago. Her hair was covered by a knit cap with stray wisps of red hair escaping.
"Ah yes," Tony said.
"I don't see why you're so sour about it," said Natasha, "You did after all get the unobtainium you needed for your reactor from me."
"You should try your little trick on yourself and see how much you like it," Tony smiled back at her.
"Very clever Stark," said Natasha. "Come on up at 0800 hours, you're jacking in then."
"Bye, bye," he called after her and rolled out after Spellman.
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