Just because Tony was running out of power in that fight doesn't mean that he would've won if he wasn't. In fact, if he did have power, I think he would've kept trying to fight him normally, and would've probably gotten torn apart. He's bulletproof, but we all saw how easily his foot got crushed in that huge suit's grip. His suit was buckling under that thing's foot! If Obadiah hadn't decided to kick Tony into a bus, he could've just kept stepping on him and killed him very easily.
Very few things will wake me up. The sound of Tony's suit breaking through multiple floors is among them. The sound of my radio alarm clock in the morning playing the best local contemporary Christian station is another. And now, the sound of JARVIS setting off the house alarms joined the very exclusive club.
I was up and out of bed before I was even a quarter awake, the unconsciousness fading to reveal the faint memory of me throwing off the covers and launching myself out of bed. I started putting my bedroom slippers on as I tried to tell with my early morning senses whether or not I could smell smoke.
"JARVIS, what's happening?!"
The alarms shut off. "Mr. Stark instructed me to wake you as quickly as possible once Obadiah had exited the property."
Obadiah was here?!
"Where's Tony?"
"He is crawling in the basement. His Arc Reactor has been removed, and he is-"
He hadn't even finished the sentence before I had left the room, running as fast as I could down both the stairways. I found Tony on the ground in the basement, trying to reach up to grab Pepper's gift. I ran over and smashed it on the floor, pulling the decorative parts off violently before helping Tony flip over and plugging it in his chest. He shook violently and started breathing hard as he recovered.
"What happened?!"
He took a second to answer. "Obadiah. He's got a suit. He took my Arc Reactor to power it and left me to die. Where's Pepper? JARVIS, call Pepper!"
JARVIS answered shortly after. "I cannot connect. Her phone may have run out of battery trying to contact you. I will keep trying in the background."
"Damnit!" He sat himself up against the bench leg. "Obadiah is gonna kill Pepper."
"What?!"
"Somehow Pepper found out that Obadiah ordered the hit, and he's gonna kill her. I sent her to hack the Stark Industries servers and find out where they sent the rest of my weapons, and she never came back. She must've found something, and Obadiah found out that she knew. We need to get there first. I need to go find her."
"No! Wait! If he's got a suit, you're gonna need your's to last more than a few minutes!"
Finally he was strong enough to stand, and bracing himself on the table he glared at me. "What am I supposed to do, waste time here making another reactor while Pepper's in danger?!"
"You'll never be able to get over there AND destroy Obadiah's suit with the old Starkheart. If you can make another one fast enough, it's your best bet."
He stopped glaring at me and sighed. "Fine. But if you get Pepper killed-"
"How long would it take for Obadiah to get from here to Stark Industries?"
He stared off into space for a moment, then looked at me. "Between 15 and 30 minutes, depending on traffic."
"How quick can you make one?"
"About 20 minutes."
"Dang, we better speed that up then. Let's do this."
He left me to wind the copper wire around one of the inner parts, while he did the more sensitive work on it. I don't know why he had palladium just lying around in his house, but who am I to correct others on the splinter in their eye, with the log in my own?
With me doing the most pain in the butt task for him, we finished in just 15 minutes, making the most powerful man made energy source ever. And Rhodey showed up as we finished putting it in.
"Wow, going into cardiac arrest gets better every time. Alright, we're done. You're not coming by the way."
"Yeah, I figured."
"Tony?"
"Down here!"
Rhodey came sprinting down the stairs just as I had. "Tony, you're okay!"
"Where have you been?"
"What's happening here?"
"Where's Pepper?"
"She's fine. She's with five agents, they're about to arrest Obadiah."
Me and Tony looked at each other, knowing we had to hurry. "That's not gonna be enough."
"A hundred wouldn't be enough."
"Woah, what do you mean a hundred wouldn't be enough?!"
Tony and I started walking over to where his suit was stored for automatic equipping. "Remember that project I told you about? He's got one. A bigger one. Apparently much less 'conservative' than mine."
He of course followed us, not knowing what was happening. "What?! I thought that was a personal project!"
"Yeah, well, he copied and changed the MK1. Now Pepper knows, and he's gonna kill her. He also ordered the hit on me, but they decided not to kill the guy who makes the most powerful weapons in the world. Now stand back."
The suit started equipping, and I smirked as awe overtook the confusion on Rhodey's face.
"That's the coolest thing I've ever seen."
"Not bad, huh?" He blasted his own crushed car out of the way of the hole in the ceiling. "Let's do it."
"You wanna take my special order to use? It might be able to crack his armor."
"Nah, we'll save it. Don't wanna scratch the new stuff. Besides, that stuff would never last in a fight."
The other day, I had specially ordered a very unique set of basic forgeworks that I planned to use mostly for fun. Nothing long range, just a shield and a rather unusual melee option that most people wouldn't be able to use effectively.
Rhodey looked quite unsubtly at the MK2 suit. "Is there anything I can do?"
Tony nodded. "Keep the skies clear." And just like that, he took off.
So yeah, Tony gets a bigger battery for this. Will he do better with it? Or will he still have to resort to desperate tactics? Of course he will, it wouldn't be interesting otherwise. And you have to admit, outside of maneuverability, he is greatly outmatched by his own tech. More weapons, more raw strength, thicker and presumably stronger armor, and more speed, if less acceleration.
(THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN SHORTLY AFTER THE LAST ONE. THIS PART OF THE A.N. IS CURRENT.) So I'm pretty much abandoning this fic. It was a fleeting interest, and as I guessed might happen I lost that interest, and the insperation with it. The idea is up for grabs for whoever wants it, let me know in the reviews if you want the whole fic.
