A Meeting With Magneto
Tony is flying around, looking for trouble like he always does. He spots something, a man and a blue object. He dips down lower to investigate. He lands right in front of the man and the blue thing, which he could now see was an all blue woman with short red hair and an old man with a dorky helmet and a cape.
"That's a nice suit you have there. Titannium alloy?" Says the old man.
"Okay, I've only told Pepper that. How do you know that? Who are you?" Tony takes a step toward the old man, only to be lifted off the ground and thrown to the side. Tony groaned and stood up. He raised his hand to fire a hole through the old man's head, but he found him self ten feet off the ground and then colliding with the grass.
"JARVIS, what's going on? How is he controlling me?" Tony asked in a panicky voice. The blue woman was laughing as Tony struggled to his feet.
"It seems this man is a mutant and has the ability to manipulate metal. He is controlling your suit, not you. I would advise you to remove your suit, sir." Said JARVIS, sounding worried.
"That seems like a good idea." Tony stood and with a montage of wooshing metal the suit was now in suitcase form. The old man laughed at the fact that Tony was wearing a suit under a suit.
"It's a suit within a suit. Suit-ception." Said Tony. He looked over at the blue woman, who was clearly staring at Tony's ass.
"You never answered my question. Who are you?" Tony was staring at the old man, who had a smiled plastered on his face.
"Your JARVIS friend seemed to have already answered. We are mutants. I am Magneto. This is Mystique." The blue woman took a step forward and just changed herself to look exactly like Tony. Tony had his mouth dropped, due to the fact that he was staring at an exact replica of himself. The Real Tony cocked his head to the right and stared at his reflection.
"Nice ass, by the way." Said the Fake Tony, same voice as the Real Tony. Fake Tony was now turning around to stare at it's own ass. The facade disappeared and Fake Tony was now the sexy blue woman with red hair.
"Who are you?" asked Magneto. Tony laughed at the question, he had never been asked that before.
"I'm Tony Stark. Iron Man? Owner of Stark Industries? Profound eningeer? Einstein of our generation? Genius-level intellect? Shit ton of money? Lady killer?" The two were smiling at full of himself he was. "Someone still hasn't seen the Avengers..." Tony said to himself.
Magneto and Mystique stepped closer to Tony, now face to face.
"Well, consider yourself the luckiest human alive. You should be grateful that I found you entertaining. Had you been any other human, I would've killed you." said Magneto. He pushed passed Tony and continued on. Mystique had turned around and licked her lips at Tony. He gave her the two-finger salute and began outting his suit back on.
He had wondered if he should've called the Avengers. Technically, the two weren't doing anything wrong, besides tossing Tony around like a hacky sack. But Tony had realized that Steve, Natasha, Clint and himself would have to sit that fight out, due to the fact that they required metal to fight. They wouldn't have stood a chance.
There were probably other mutants out there to take care of them anyway.