I DON'T OWN IRON MAN. I OWN ONLY MY OC.

This takes place during season 2 of Armored Adventures. It features my OC David. His alias is Obsidian. He was able to rebuild the Stealth armor suit, while making a few modifications to it himself. Whitney x OC

Whitney Stane tapped her finger impatiently against her desk as she waited for class to end, all the while glaring at the empty seat that was usually occupied by a certain Tony Stark. She narrowed her eyes when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to face a boy around her age. He was tall and thin, with short brown hair and chocolate brown eyes full of concern. It took her a moment to realize who it was when she suddenly remembered, it was a new student who had transferred to Tomorrow Academy not too long ago.

"Hey, you okay there?" he asked, "Whitney, is it?"

She nods, standing up and packing her things. He gives her a friendly smile as he waits. She raised her eyebrow at him.

"Don't you have somewhere to go? Why are you still here?" she asks. His smile fades a bit at her blunt question but he shrugs it off.

"Well I didn't want to leave you here all alone," he says holding out his hand, "My name's David. Nice to meet you."

She looks at him oddly but shakes his hand. He grins as he walks out of school with her. It was odd, she thought, that this boy was treating her so kindly, unlike all the others who hated her for the destruction her father caused in the Iron Monger suit. As they reached their junction and turned to go their separate ways, David nodded his head in farewell.

"It was nice to meet you Whitney. I look forward to meeting you again."

Whitney found herself suppressing a small giggle at his mannerisms and gave a genuine smile for the first time since she and Tony were together. She brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear as she waved good-bye to him.

"Good-bye David…and thanks for cheering me up." She says and turns, leaving in the direction of her home.

As she went on her way, she was vaguely aware of someone following her and caught a glance of a masked gentleman tailing her, as two more masked men stepped in front of her, barring her way forward with guns raised.

"Stop right there kid, you are going to be coming with us." the leader growled, gesturing with the gun. Whitney took a step back before slamming her bag into the man's face, knocking him off balance. She started to run when one of the men grabbed her arms.

"NO! Let me go! HELP!" she yelled, before one of the men gagged her. The leader got back up, glaring at her as the other two restrained her.

"You shouldn't have done that girl, now I'm going to- arrggghhhh!" he cries out as someone shoves him into a wall. Whitney's eyes widen as she recognizes David with his fists raised.

"Let her go." He growls, with his eyes narrowed. The men looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. The leader got up and walked up to David, shoving him back into a trash can.

"Scram kid, unless you want a bullet in your head."

David got to his feet and suddenly hurled the lid of the trash can a la Captain America, striking the man in the chest and knocking him backwards. The other two shoved Whitney aside, running at David with electrified batons raised. David ducked underneath the two twisting ones arm and wrestling the baton from his grip before striking him in the back. The man dropped to the ground, out cold as the other stepped back a few paces. David kept his guard up as he knelt down and untied Whitney. The leader was getting to his feet, pulling out a gun while David's attention was focused on undoing the gag.

Whitney's eyes widened in horror as she saw and tried to warn him as the man pulled the trigger. There was a bang and David gasped in pain, holding his side as he fell beside her. The men ran off as sirens could be heard approaching. She turned him over gently keeping pressure on the wound on his side. David gritted his teeth in pain as he looked at her.

"You okay?" he managed, as an ambulance pulled up. Whitney smiled a little.

"Yes thanks to you." She replied as the paramedics took the both of them to the hospital.

Luckily, the bullet didn't harm any vital organs, and only required some stitches, but the doctor warned against any strenuous activity.

Whitney smiled and went over to his side and gave him a gentle hug.

"Thanks" she whispered kissing his cheek gently, causing him to blush a dark red.

"Hey, once I'm all recovered, do you…I mean you don't have to….do you want to catch dinner and a movie together?"

Whitney smiled. "Sounds like fun. Meet me on the roof of the school in one week. Don't be late."

She winked at him as she made her way out of the room, feeling happier than she had in a long time.

A/N: This is going to be a series of drabbles with Whitney and David. I feel that she should at least have someone to be with

Next Chapter- Obsidian meets Madame Masque