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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.
Iron Clad by RN2017
Part 2 of 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-Man or Iron Man, sadly.
He hadn't expected to see his nephew again. Or at least not doing this well.
Odin wasn't sure if his nephew even survived the trip to Midgard or if he would still be alive after all this time. Despite Midgard's original inhabitants the atmosphere seemed to be a benefit to those of Asgard. His nephew as he recalled look just as youthful as he did when he was banished so long ago with the exception of the few winkles around his eyes. He wondered about the children his nephew took with him. He wondered what they look like now.
He walked the halls of The Avengers new grounds. Odin had always been fascinated by Midgard's constant change. Last time he had been there houses were made with sticks and mud. But now they had redefined the way they built things, planning, calculating, using math, and science as well as engineering in order to create tall and intimidating towers made of glass and steel. The Avengers compound was no different. Their technology had changed, their lives for different than their ancestors and in their ideals with every generation slowly changed into a more progressive open-minded intolerant view. Midgard, Earth is always a constant state of change, because its citizens barely lived past century.
Odin wondered if life is different on Asgard, if they did not live as long as they did if his world would change as much as Midgard would. If maybe the troubles they faced now would have been resolve earlier in their history. Maybe if they would have innovated their technology, their ideals. He could only imagine.
He saw his long lost nephew suddenly walk in the hallway walk a few doors away.
Odin followed his nephew through the sliver corridors of the building. He did not know if he remembered him or not. The King knew not what would happen when he would talk to the younger man. He only hoped that that his nephew would listen. Odin remembered the last time his nephew refused to listen and costing his nephew dearly.
He had spent the last few hundred years looking back on his life. Since Thor and Loki came into his life he thought back to his brothers. He thought back to how he ascended the throne and at what cost it took.
About ten minutes and a few corridors later he could no longer see his nephew in front of him. He wondered for a moment if his nephew had meant to lose him on purpose. Odin remembered for a moment what his nephew looked like when he was sentenced to banishment. At the time of his nephew's banishment Cul had incited war with the remaining Elves who lived passed Bor's Battle. However, the Elves were most feared enemies Asgard had ever fought. This lead to an unstable alliance with the Frost Giants. Asgard had won the war with the Elves. At the cost of a budding war with the Frost Giants.
Tony turned around.
"Why are you following me?" Tony asked as he stood in front of Odin. His nephew never flattered as he walked in front of him. He only turned suddenly before asking his question.
The King of Asgard paused for a moment. "I wanted to see how you were doing, nephew." he replied.
He was shocked at the King's statement. Tony thought that his uncle wouldn't remembered him after so long. Tony directed the king into one of the side rooms. Somewhere plain, but clean and well kept.
"Why?" Tony asked.
The man in front took his life and abandoned him on a planet with nothing. He didn't trust the King or his sons, he didn't trust any Asgardians that passed through Midgardian sky.
"I wanted to see how you are doing." Tony scoffed at Odin's reply.
Odin could not imagine what he had endured and survived. But three thousand years was a long time told a grudge, but oddly enough maybe not long enough.
The King moved closer to Tony. He presumed for hug, but Tony pinned Odin to the wall.
Tony pulled a dragger from one of his hidden compartments amongst his clothes, and pressed it against the man's neck. He knew the man in his prime could kill him, but he wasn't going to take the chance even in his older and frail state. Stark pulled a dragger from one of his hidden compartments amongst his clothes.
"Why? Did you get enough blood when you killed my wife and almost my children long ago?" Tony asked.
He was enraged at Odin for something he thought that he had got over.
"What?" The King asked confused.
Odin didn't understand his nephew hate and fear. The last time he had seen his nephew was a week before his was imprisoned by his father, Bor.
"You killed my WIFE." He screamed.
Fury and rage seem to be pouring out of him.
"Hela, killed her." The King stated.
Tony seemed pulled out of his rage for a moment and focused on what the old man was saying.
"Both Bor and Hela never planned to let you or your brother succeed the throne." Odin explained.
Odin watched as Tony thought of his parents possible even the last few days he was in Asgard. He remembered it so vividly. He hated going back to the old days just before the crash and burn. But Tony back then was different then caring, kind, clever but also gullible.
"What?!" Tony said, "No, she wouldn't."
The wheels in his head were turning. He was smart. He had always known he was smart, but how could he be this stupid?
"She would, if she wanted to stay in power. When children are born on Asgard they create a branch of power." He nodded knowing this to be true, it was what made Asgard so magically after all.
"So, everyone knows that. Why would that be important?" Tony replied.
"They wanted power. You and your brother were that power." He explained.
Odin was careful with his words.
"When an Asgardian child is born incredible amount of magical power is released into the universe, however when an Asgardian dies even more magical power is released. If you know who to capture it, and your mother does, then she could use it." Odin paused for a moment.
"Both you and you brother would be death. And your father and your mother would have ruled for much longer than their turn." Odin finished.
He reliving that last few years of his life on Asgard. Tony begins to realize Odin's words begin to ring true. Tony knew from his observations that Hela and Bor never truly cared about their children. Only what they children could gain them.
"When what happened? What happen to my wife, my brother and his children?" Tony asked.
Odin took a few moments before he spoke again. "They were caught by Hela and his guards. Just before Bor died she began to seize power, she imprisoned both you, your brother and anyone she thought would be loyal to you both."
"I managed to convert some loyal to Hela to get you, your children and your brother out. However, I was unsuccessful in getting all your family free." Odin paused, "I am sorry."
The King watched Tony from across the room. They stand in silence. Odin knew that his nephew had endured over the years, what he had lost. The King also knew what his nephew was going to ask next.
"Why…?" Tony started. "Why didn't you come and get us here on Midgard?"
"I wanted to…" the King started, "…but the rainbow bridge was destroyed in the conflict. By the time the bridge was built the advisors were unsure where you were. The bridge need to be calibrated before it could be used again and we completed it calibrated. After the we finished, three hundred years had passed."
"We tried to track you and your brother." Odin continued. "The Mystics couldn't find your trail. The Engineers tracked the previous trips and reported that it was mostly likely that your brother and you die in the vastness of space. And my heart couldn't take another hundred years of searching."
Tony munch over the events he had told him. He came to accepted Odin's words. He released Odin hands from his grip. And the knife his nephew had pull out return to its holder.
Tony step away from Odin, and asked, "Same question from before, why are you following me?"
"I wanted to talk to you about the coming war." Odin said. "I know that Hela is your mother. I want you to help your cousins in this war."
Tony was shocked, but he tried to kept his face clam in natural expression. "Help?" He paused. "You want me to fight." Tony sighed.
He didn't want to fight with his family. There was more than enough bad blood between his side of the family and Odin's.
"In exchange for what?" Tony asked.
The King thought for few minutes. Tony thought long ago, if Odin had given up his crown Hela would not be chasing Odin and his sons now. But it is too late, and he could change the past, no matter how much he wanted to.
"I don't want the crown or the kingdom." Tony blurts out, pulling Odin from his thoughts of handing over the crown to Tony.
"What is it that you want?" The old King ask.
Tony sighed and asked for the one thing he might possibly would not get.
"I want to go home."
It was the one thing he knew his nephew wanted for last three thousand years.
"I just want to go home. I don't want to fight you. I am tired of fighting."
The King agreed.
It had been too long since his family had been together, as he and his new found relationship with his nephew. If only things with Hela could be resolved as easily.
To Be Continued…