Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters within.
AN:
Warning extreme spoilers for Iron Man 2!
Iron Man and Hulk girls added this chapter:
Mara is played by Kate Mara
Pepper Potts is played by Gwyneth Paltrow
Natalie Rushman/Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow is played by Scarlett Johansson
Betty Ross is played by Jennifer Connelly
Christine Everhart is played by Leslie Bibb
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AN2: This chapter is so short because there was a ton of smut in here. It's actually 16k words on hpfanficarchive and ficsite.
I'm curious if anybody actually gets what Aristotle is in reference to (not the historical figure).
Chapter 25
The next reality to draw my attention happened to be in the same cluster as the previous two I just came from. Assimilating into my new body I find myself taking on the name Tony Stark. I am now another superhero who wears an advanced armored battle suit…well advanced for this reality. This suit wouldn't hold up too well in some of the realities I've been to but that is something I can change.
As I take in my surroundings I realize I'm actually in the suit in mid flight. I let the memories of my merged counterpart take over my actions while I examine my new body. The body is severely damaged with a huge hole in the chest containing a highly dangerous arc reactor. The first thing I do is banish the reactor into my trunk (in a dimension callable from all realities). Next I bring my full healing to bear which causes the hole in my chest to close up.
As the hole closes the radiation poisoning in my blood along with the pieces of metallic shrapnel from a land mine disappear from my body.
"That feels much better," I muse aloud.
Bringing my will to bear again I layer the illusion that I still have the arc reactor in my chest over top of the effected area.
"I'm sure it does…it looks much better as well," said Cordy as she flew invisibly beside me under her own powers, which is basically what the suit was doing now that I removed its power source.
"Hello love, I take it that it's your turn in the rotation," I asked back over the bond.
"Obviously," she replied with what I could tell was a roll of her eyes.
Just then I reached the landing point and touched down with a loud clink of metal on the landing pad. The crowd waiting for me went wild as the pyrotechnics display goes off behind the scantily clad dancers.
"Honey some of these dancers are very hot," admired Cordy as she touched down as well.
"Not as hot as you," I replied easily to Cordy's test as the robotic arms came up and removed the suit while I made faces at the crowd.
"Well of course not," agreed Cordy with a wide grin in her voice.
One of the sensors noticed the arc reactor missing and was about to raise an alert before Aristotle interfaced with the lower technology and erased all recordings of the anomaly while making sure it wouldn't be detected again. As the song ended with the hot bare legged dancing girls aiming fake repulsors (the weapon on my suit) at me I pointed towards them and triggered them all to have orgasms.
"It's good to be back. I'm not saying the world is enjoying its longest period of uninterrupted peace in years because of me," I spoke the speech and was rewarded with cheering from the crowd.
"I'm not saying that from the ashes of captivity never has a greater phoenix metaphor been personified in human history. I'm not saying that Uncle Sam can kick back on a lawn chair, sipping on an ice tea, because I haven't come across anyone who is man enough to go toe to toe with me on my best day," I continued as the crowd started chanting my name.
"Please…it's not about me. It's not about you. It's not even about us. It's about legacy. It's about what we choose to leave behind for future generations and that's why for the next year and for the first time since 1974 the best and brightest men and women of nations and corporations the world over will pool their resources, share their collective vision, to leave behind a brighter future. It's not about us. Therefore what I am saying if I'm saying anything is welcome back to the Stark Expo," I finished as the crowd went wild.
"Now making a special guest appearance from the great beyond to tell you what it's all about…please welcome my father Howard," I introduced before walking to the side as the video played.
"Everything is achievable through technology; better living, robust health, and for the first time in human history the possibility of world peace. So from all of us here at Stark Industries I would like to personally introduce you to the city of the future," said the recording of my father as the video panned over a model of a futuristic city for that time.
I stopped listening at that point as I continued to examine my new memories. As was becoming habit for me now I forced out my essence into my new body and connected with it on the deepest levels; upgrading the DNA to the levels of my original while making other upgrades I've picked up in my travels.
Soon I was walking outside greeting many fans; signing autographs, having women throw themselves at me, and generally acting like a genius version of Jonny Storm.
"That wasn't so bad," said Happy Hogan, my chauffer.
"No it was perfect," I replied.
"Look what we have here…your new model," he said as he pointed at the attractive woman leaning against my car.
"Does she come with the car," I asked.
"Hi," I greeted.
"Hi," she replied as she shook my hand.
"And you are," I asked.
"Mara," she answered as I walked around to get in the other side of the car.
"Pleased to meet you Tony," she added.
"Where are you from," I asked.
"Bedford," answered Mara.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for you," she answered.
"And why would you be doing that," I asked.
"Serving subpoenas…you are hereby ordered to appear before the senate arms services committee tomorrow morning at 9 AM," Mara said with a smile.
"How far are we from DC," I asked Happy.
"DC…250 miles," he answered.
I pulled away from the curb and gunned the car into gear. As soon as we were out of town and on a straight rode I kicked in the newest features of my car. The car began to transform into an armored flight vehicle with many of the same features as my Iron Man battle suit. It only took us a short time to get to DC at several times the speed of sound.
DC, the next morning…
"Mr. Stark…could we pick up where we left off," asked Senator Stern as he beat his gavel.
"Mr. Stark please," asked Stern as I faced the other direction to flirt with Pepper Potts, my personal assistant.
"Yes dear," I asked cheekily to the amusement of the audience.
"Can I have your attention," asked Stern.
"Absolutely," I answered.
"Do you or do you not possess a specialized weapon?"
"I do not," I answered.
"You do not…," said Stern sarcastically.
"I do not. Well it depends on how you define the word weapon."
"The Iron Man weapon," supplied Stern.
"My device does not fit that description."
"Well how would you describe it," asked Stern.
"I would describe it by defining it as what it is Senator. It's a high tech prosthesis. That is actually the most apt description I could make of it," I answered.
"It's a weapon Mr. Stark," insisted Stern.
"Please if your priority was actually…," I began before Stern cut me off.
"My priority is to get the Iron Man weapon turned over to the people of the United States of America."
"Well you can forget it. I am Iron Man. The suit and I are one. To turn over the Iron Man suit would be to turn over myself which is tantamount indentured servitude or prostitution depending upon what circle you are in," which caused the audience to laugh.
"Look I'm not expert," began Stern.
"In prostitution of course not you're a senator come on," I said sarcastically.
"I'm no expert in weapons. We have somebody here who is an expert in weapons. I call Justin Hammer our current primary weapons contractor," continued Stern.
"Let the record reflect that I observed Mr. Hammer entering the chamber and I am wondering if and when any actual expert will also be in attendance," I spoke up.
As Stern beat his gavel Hammer laughed and said, "Absolutely…I'm no expert. I defer to you Anthony…you're the wonder boy. Senator if I may…I may well not be an expert but you know who was the expert your dad Howard Stark. He was like a father to us all and to the military industrial age. Let's just be clear…he was no flower child. He was a lion. We all know why we're here. In the last six months Anthony Stark has created a sword with untold possibilities. Yet he insists it's a shield. He asks us to trust him as we cower behind it. I wish I were comforted Anthony…I really do. I'd love to leave my door unlocked when I leave the house but this ain't Canada. We live in a world of grave threats…threats that Mr. Stark will not always be able to foresee. Thank you…god bless Iron Man god bless America."
"That is well said Mr. Hammer. The committee would now like to invite Lt. Colonel James Rhodes to the chamber," announced Stern.
I didn't react as my good friend was called. I also didn't visibly react as Stern had Rhodey read specific passages out of context from his report. Stern was looking awfully smug as the report sounded pretty bad…saying things like Iron Man presents a threat to the United States.
"I'd like to go on if I may and show the imagery which is connected to your report," Stern continued his highly staged show.
"Intelligence suggests that the devices seen in these photos are in fact attempts at making manned copies of Mr. Stark's suit. This has been corroborated by our allies and local intelligence on the ground indicating that these suits are at this moment quite possibly operational," said Rhodey.
As he was doing this I brought out my hand held computer and made it look like I was using it when in reality Aristotle was doing all of the work. I could have done it with the hand held but Aristotle will do it faster.
"Hold on a second buddy…let me see," I said as a hologram projected into the air from my hand held which was actually Aristotle's paw directly in front of the device.
"What is he doing," asked Stern realizing his act was up.
"Now let's see what is really going on. If you will direct your attention to the hologram I believe that is North Korea," I announced as the image of a complete failure of a robotic suit test was shown.
The suit fell over and began firing its weapons on everything nearby.
"Turn that off," ordered Stern.
"Iran," I continued as another test was displayed.
"No grave immediate threat here…is that Justin Hammer," I asked as I brought up a highly detailed hologram of Hammer observing the test.
"Justin you're on TV here," I said in mock surprise as Justin screamed like a girl when the robot began self destructing while Hammer cussed in the background.
"Yeah I'd say most countries five to ten years away…Hammer Industries twenty," I speculated in reference to their ability to produce anything approaching my suit.
"I think we got the point that he's making," said Stern.
"The point is your welcome I guess," I said.
"For what," asked Stern.
"Because I'm your nuclear deterrent…it's working…we're safe. America is secure. You want my property you can't have it. I did you a big favor. I have successfully privatized world peace. What more do you want," I shouted the last part as the audience stood and clapped loudly.
"I'm tired of all of these ass clowns," I said as I pointed towards the committee.
"Fuck you Mr. Stark…fuck you buddy," responded Stern.
"Thanks for that great YouTube clip Senator Stern," I said with a grin as I turned and left the room while shaking hands.
Already Aristotle had uploaded the recording of the Senator cussing me out onto YouTube.
Home…
I clapped and awoke Jarvis, my limited AI.
"Welcome home sir," said Jarvis.
As Jarvis complimented me on several things Aristotle perched on top of Jarvis' computer core and began upgrading the less advanced AI.
"Alright Aristotle we are going to redesign this suit," I announced as Cordy sat down beside me.
"You better make it skintight…I always love you in skintight outfits," informed Cordy as she pinched my bum.
"Anything for you love," I agreed as I bent over and kissed her.
Cordy grabbed my head and shoved her tongue down my throat.
"Mmm…keep that up honey and I'll never get any work done," I said with a grin as we broke the kiss.
"Fine I'll let you work but you owe me a good shagging later," I pouted Cordy.
"Of course," I agreed with a grin.
"Ok Aristotle we are going to overhaul this suit," I began before listing off new features I want incorporated.
Basically the suit would be constructed of a thick layer of nanites which come out of a pocket dimensional storage pendant. They will stream out of the pendant at my mental command and cover my body in a liquid layer that will harden to toughness stronger than Adamantium (Alteran alloy) while going liquid when needed. The pendant will also be quipped with a shield generator which projects just over the surface of the nanites but can be extended when necessary, an inertial dampener to absorb hits and impacts, and a new micro ZPM capable of meeting any of the suits power requirements.
The nanites resonate at the same frequency as the power converter attached to the ZPM, making all power transmitted to the needed area wirelessly. Where the repulsors used to be is now Alteran energy beam crystal nanites capable of channeling most forms of energy, including laser light. Powerful beams capable of narrowing their beam diameter and increasing their intensity will be able to cut through anything on the planet given enough power and time.
"Now that you've worked can we play," asked Cordy.
"Sure Cordy," I said as I finished placed the diamond shaped pendant around my neck containing my new suit.
"Yes," Cordy crowed as she vanished both of our clothes before I felt someone new arrive in the room.
"What's going on," Mara the attractive U.S. Marshall who served me the subpoena last night asked in confusion as she appeared in the room.
"Cordy how long have you had Mara in your trunk," I asked.
Insert smut scene here
Pepper and I decided to move her position to that of my business assistant only so it would make her job easier. In reality the AIs at our command could run the company for us if we choose. Our first order of business was to start the search for a personal assistant for me.
While I was sparring with Happy one of the applicants for my personal assistant walked into the gym.
"Sir," began Aristotle in warning.
"I know I can sense it too," I answered back.
The young looking female that just walked in is actually quite a bit older than she looks. Equipped with biotech and psychotech enhancements her body heals from the effects of aging while her mind is very difficult to alter without the correct access codes. Natalie Rushman A.K.A. Natasha Romanoff A.K.A. Black Widow is currently an undercover shield agent assigned to me. She is also quite attractive, a fact Cordy notices right away.
"I want her in the harem Harry," instructs my brunette wife.
"Yes dear," I agree immediately.
"What's your name lady," I asked Natalie.
"Rushman, Natalie Rushman," she answers.
"Front and center…come into the church," I instructed.
"No you're seriously not going to…," trailed off Pepper as she realized I am serious.
"Take five Happy," I instructed.
When Natalie came into the ring I took off my boxing gloves and prepared for freestyle. I made the first move and had to quickly block her countermove. Natalie was blindingly fast but I was faster, a fact my opponent was realizing as we exchanged blows faster than the human eye could follow. Natalie increased her speed to her maximum and still couldn't take me down.
"So Black Widow Fury wants to keep tabs on me does he," I whispered into her ear as I moved faster than she could follow.
"Well it's going to cost him…you," I whispered into the other ear.
She made to get away as it was obvious she wasn't going to win but before Natalie knew what hit her she was on her back on the ground with me pressed firmly against the front of her body while holding her wrists tightly. Every inch of her was pressed beneath me. As she struggled with above human strength I hit her fully with my attraction aura. She became instantly wet between her no longer struggling legs while her eyes glazed with lust. I ran my hand down her toned thigh and watched as her clothes vanished along the way.
Insert smut scene here
The next day we were all in Monaco. Mara was working as Pepper's bodyguard officially. Unofficially there was nothing on this planet capable of truly harming my wives without going through me first now that they are bonded to me and upgraded to phoenix power levels.
I held up the usual peace signal to the crowd cheering at me when I stepped out of the car at the Hotel De Paris. Pepper and I did our usual public banter to keep up appearances.
"What's on the docket," I asked Natalie.
"You have a 9:30 dinner," answered my young looking wife.
"Perfect…I'll be there at eleven," I agreed.
"Anthony is that you…hey pal," I heard Hammer greet from down the bar.
"My least favorite person on earth…Justin Hammer," I said the first part quietly to Pepper and the second loudly in greeting to Hammer.
"You're not the only rich guy here with a fancy car…you know Christine Everhart from Vanity Fair," Hammer introduced his date who I shagged not long ago.
"Yes," said Pepper.
"Yes quite well," I agreed while directing a charming smile at Christine while hitting her with a pleasure bolt induced orgasm.
"She's actually doing a big spread on me for Vanity Fair," boasted Justin.
"I'll give you spread," I heard Cordy coo as she felt Christine up while channeling orgasmic magic over the bond from me into Christine, a new trick my wives have learned to do when I allow them access to my power.
"Did you feel that," asked Christine in shock as she looked around.
"No…I'm not sure what you are talking about," I lied.
"If you'll excuse me I have to run to the restroom," Christine said with a blush.
When I heard Cordy cackling madly with glee over the bond I knew my dark haired lover had found a new toy. When Justin tried to get closer to me and got all touchy I switched my aura to intimidation while hitting him with an invisible diarrhea curse. Pepper and Natalie were giggling as the wanker ran for the bathroom. When I realized that I happen to own one of the race cars in the Grand Prix running outside I decided for a bit of fun.
Natalie and Pepper followed me out to watch as I announced I was driving. The race was going great until a Russian asshole walked out onto the track. I sensed the arc reactor in his modified power harness as he powered up his energy whips. After seeing him cut the car in front of me nearly in half I decided on a different approach. I aimed my car at him before activating my suit pendant. As the nanites in liquid form flowed over my body I jumped out of my car and flipped through the air to land behind the wanker with a loud clink.
He cut my car in half before turning his whips on me. He was fast, I'll give him that. A quick scan of his harness with my onboard suit sensor system showed his harness had some serious speed enhancers built in. He deflected my first repulsor shot using conventional arc reactor energy. My micro ZPM is capable of converting its energy into just about any form and arc energy is one of them. When arc energy was deflected by his energy whips I decided to step it up a notch. A slightly more powerful, but still relatively low powered (compared to the output capabilities of my power core), Alteran energy beam shot out of my hand gauntlet with a ruby beam of very bright intensity.
When numb nuts was fast enough to catch the beam between his joined whips beams just after the handles I thought I was going to have to kill him. I didn't really want to kill this asshole yet. He presented an opportunity…an opportunity to show those government dumbasses exactly why this technology should remain solely in my hands. I could tell it wouldn't be long before this guy was exploited for nefarious purposes if left alive. I could sense Hammer's glee from the crowd as he watched the fight.
When I detected the wobble in the energy output of his arc reactor I realized his technology was unstable and wouldn't hold out for long. Instead of narrowing the beam, which would have cut right through him, I increased the raw power behind the energy weapon. The ruby red energy became so bright the crowd had to look away. I took the opportunity to surge forward and wrap my hand around the arc reactor in my opponent's harness. When I yanked it free I cut the power to my repulsors before elbowing Ivan Vanko, as I just learned his name is when I scanned his mind, in the side of the head; knocking him unconscious. The crowd cheered at my victory.
On my flight back home I watched as Senator Stern got on the television and told the American people how wrong I was about nobody possessing the Iron Man technology. First of all I only named corporations and governments that won't possess the technology. I never said anything about a very intelligent private person. Secondly it was a cheap imitation of my original technology and doesn't even come close to the new model. Ivan Vanko came after me because his father was deported by my father when Vanko tried to use the precursor to the arc reactor for the wrong purposes. When the Russians found out he couldn't deliver anything he was shipped off to prison for most of his life where Ivan was raised.
So he had a hard childhood…boo fucking hoo…so did I. I got over it. Stern will be getting what he deserves soon enough. I tracked Ivan as he met up with Hammer after being broken out of jail by Hammer's men. The nanites I implanted in both men told me every action they take. Walking up to my birthday party later and making a complete ass out of myself in my Iron Man suit ensured Stern's eventual humiliation.
Rhodey came up and tried to stop me with an old model Iron Man suit. I wiped the floor with him without actually hurting him before he took off in the suit…like I wouldn't put safety protocols in place so that people wouldn't be able to take my suits without my allowing it. How stupid do people think I am?
"Love I think it's time for your boss to meet me," I said to Natalie after Rhodey left.
"I think so too baby," purred Natalie into my ear as she snuck up on me from the shadows.
My Black Widow lover loves to sneak up on me whenever she can. I let my guard down around my wives so it is actually possible for her.
Donut house the next morning…
"Hello Fury," I greeted as the head of SHIELD sat down across from me.
"Stark," said Fury.
"Hello honey," I greeted my lovely Russian wife as she sat in my lap in SHIELD uniform.
"You were made," asked Fury, not showing the great surprise he felt at one of his best agents being made by me.
"Don't act so surprised Fury. I find it sad that you thought you could get one of your agents into my home without me noticing…even one as talented as Natalie."
"Yes well…you have become a problem…letting your boy take your suit," accused Fury.
"I let him for a damn good reason. I know exactly what is going to happen and how to take care of it," I assured him.
"Well you damn well better. I have bigger problems to deal with in the Southwest Region," said Fury.
"That would be the Hulk incident," I stated.
"You are well informed," answered Fury.
"Money talks," I replied.
"So can I assume you fixed your palladium poisoning problem," asked Fury.
"Easily…so Director maybe I can help you with your little Hulk problem," I stated.
"I'm listening," Fury leaned forward.
I began to outline my plans for dealing with Hammer, Ivan, and then the Hulk. Of course they were all only shadows of my true plans but those were all things Fury didn't need to know. I left that meeting with Natalie as my permanent liaison with SHIELD.
"Never send a woman to spy on Tony Stark," Natalie and I heard Fury mutter as he left which brought a smile to our faces.
I watched hovering just over the Expo building the next night as Hammer brought out his new line of robot suits. They were superior in number but much weaker in power. When he brought out Rhodey in my suit I decided it time to intervene. I dropped in silently after cutting power to my antigravity thrusters and the cloak. The crowd stood and cheered at my entrance.
"We've got trouble," I told Rhodey.
"Tony there are civilians present. I am here on orders. Let's not do this right now," replied Rhodey in misunderstanding.
"All these people are in danger. Hammer is working with Vanko. Hammer had him broken out of prison," I explained.
"Ok Tony I trust you," agreed Rhodey.
"Where is Vanko," I asked Hammer.
He played dumb which wasn't very hard for him.
"That you," I asked Rhodey as a shoulder gun took aim at me.
"No I'm not doing that…that's not me," answered Rhodey.
"Let's take it outside I said," as the other suits targeted me under Vanko's control.
All hell broke loose as Rhodey and the drones took off after me while firing their guns. I activated my suit cloak as soon as I was out of sight of the civilians.
"Tony where are you," asked Rhodey in confusion over the radio.
He got his answer a moment later as a beam of focused red energy sliced through half the drones beside him. Aristotle activated the hidden software Vanko couldn't detect in Rhodey's suit which gave him control again. Soon all of the drones were scrap metal.
"Can you handle the ones on the ground while I go after Vanko," I asked Rhodey.
"Yes go get him Tony," replied Rhodey.
While I took off to Hammer headquarters after Vanko Pepper was apprehending Hammer while wearing a new model Iron Woman suit. She had Natalie as backup in an identical suit. When I was sure Rhodey couldn't see me I apparated to Hammer headquarters. Vanko was easy to find with my tracking nanites. Even without the nanites I would have found him from the energy signature. Vanko was getting ready to climb into a large Iron Man suit equipped with more powerful energy whips.
"Too slow Vanko," I said as I phased through the roof.
Before he could do more than turn and look at me in surprise I hit his arc reactor core with my repulsor beam. The room literally exploded as the reactor blew up. I barely felt a shudder as my shield was at full with my inertial dampeners absorbing the brunt of the explosion directed at me. Vanko had rigged his destroyed drones to explode at his command but I nullified that possibility by completely obliterating him from existence.
Later Stern would be publicly humiliated when he had to give Rhodey and I awards for heroism during that incident. For now I was heading to a top secret military base near a nuclear testing ground in the South West to deal with the Hulk situation.
When I arrived I watched as the newly escaped Hulk fought off all of his attackers. The military threw tanks, missiles, and everything they had at him. Bruce Banner transformed via an accident with Gamma radiation and experiments done upon him by his father would not go down.
"He is as powerful physically as a god," observed Cordy from beside me.
"A reality bound god yes," I agreed.
"How are you going to handle this," she asked.
"I want to play…," I said before noticing the smirk on her face.
"Not like that honey…I want to wrestle…with clothes on," I quickly added.
"Have fun," she replied with a wink.
I rolled my eyes before launching into the air and heading for the Hulk as he jumped through the air heading towards the direction of San Francisco.
"General Ross this is Iron Man. I'll handle the Hulk," I informed.
"We'll give you a wide berth. We'll take all the help we can get," came the reply over my suit radio.
Aristotle hacked the observing satellites so they don't really see what is about to happen. I hit the Hulk with the force of a speeding train. When I drove him into the ground I was quite surprised by how fast he got up. He jumped me and used his weight to bore me into the ground. His fists were like mountains as they hammered at my suit. I didn't design the suit with a god strength being in mind when it was built. For a situation like that I would need a lot more power than the micro ZPM.
I deactivated the suit and sent it back into its pendant home. I kicked the Hulk off me before rising to my feet gracefully with my flight powers. As I dusted myself off the Hulk stared at me in curiosity.
"Puny human," he judged.
"Smaller than you maybe but not human," I answered.
"What then," he managed to ask.
"Someone who will help you but only after we fight," I replied.
"You lose," he growled before charging.
He swung his massive fist at me with all his strength. My fist came forward to meet his. Gamma mutant fist met god fist and the result was a massive explosion as dust and wind were blasted into the air. The hulk and I both picked ourselves up from the force of the blast. Having to restrain myself inside of this reality is very difficult. If I draw too much of my true power into the core I access within a reality the energy density will collapse the reality I'm in like a super black hole but one that would destroy everything in a universe.
Limiting myself to physical abilities only is a good way to make sure I stay within the energy limit. This creature is nearly my level of strength. He charged again but this time he tried to wrestle me to the ground. It was obvious to me as we fought that the Hulk has relied on brute strength. I have countless hours of training in physical combat from all of my counterparts. When Hulk tried to grab me I grabbed his wrist and swung him into the ground.
Next I pounced on his back and pulled his arms to his back. It took all of my strength to hold his arms behind his back.
"Alright big boy I think it's time we get to the helping you part. Calm," I instructed as I channeled a powerful calming charm into the Hulk.
He began to let off steam as his Gamma irradiated cells switched back to human. In just the short time of contact with the Hulk my nanites and Rogue copied x-gene have stored the imprint of the Hulk's powers away in my power library. Already it is being transmitted all over the multiverse to my wives.
"Who are you," asked Banner in shock as I got off his back.
"Don't you recognize me," I asked as I dusted myself off.
"Tony Stark," he said in surprise.
"That is one name I go by. Bruce do you understand why your relationship with Betty failed," I asked him seemingly at random.
"I can't express my emotions very well. I think that is a result of my father's tampering," he answered after a moment.
"It is…and what would you do to have another shot at making Betty happy with you?"
"Anything," Bruce said immediately.
"I can provide that chance but you'll have to give something up. I am a god Bruce…I can merge with you. If I do I can control that beast inside of you. I can also make Betty very happy. Would you be willing to do this?"
"I wouldn't have believed you before you just fought the hulk into submission with no Iron Man suit…this actually explains a lot. Would I die," asked Bruce.
"No…you would become a part of me. I've merged with many of my counterparts from other realities. This is not my home reality. Tony Stark is one such counterpart," I explained.
"Why are you asking? Couldn't you just take what you want?"
"Yes…yes I could. But when you have the power to obtain virtually anything you want you'll find that taking whatever you want will get rather boring. The unpredictability of asking is so much more interesting," I explained.
Bruce was silent for a minute. Finally he nodded his head in consent.
"Ok…take my hand," I instructed.
When Bruce took my hand I absorbed his life force into my own. His memories became mine. Bruce didn't die because he lives on in me. When the white glow faded only my presence remained.
"General the Hulk is no more," I radioed in.
"Good work. Thank you Iron Man," replied Ross.
From Bruce's memories I now know how much of an asshole Ross is. I apparated to San Francisco where Aristotle informed me Betty currently was.
Betty Ross was sitting in the military base her father had her holed up in one moment awaiting word of Bruce's fate before she was in a completely different room the next. Looking around she found the room to be bare of anything besides a couch. Walking over to the couch she sat down. As if he appeared out of nowhere, Bruce was suddenly before her.
"Bruce," cried Betty as she jumped up and hugged him.
"Hello Betty," I greeted with a grin.
"Something is different about you," Betty realized immediately.
The smile showed more emotion than any expression Betty had ever observed on Bruce's handsome features.
"Yes…I've learned to control the beast. I can control it completely now."
"How," asked Betty.
"With help from a friend," I answered.
"Who," Betty inquired.
"It will be easier to show you," I answered as I changed into my Tony Stark form.
What followed was the standard explanation of what I am to Betty. When Cordy appeared and zapped Betty with pleasure bolts before apparating away Betty became a believer.
"What now," asked Betty.
"Now…now I can grant your every desire…make all of your dreams come true if you'll let me," I purred into her ear as she rest her head on my shoulder like we have been while I explained things to her.
Betty shivered with pleasure before slowly nodding her head. When she turned her head to look into my eyes I pressed my lips against hers and felt her eagerly return my kiss. As we were exploring each other's mouth we heard the pop of apparition.
"Wait I have one more surprise," announced Cordy before with a wave of her hand for effect Christine the reporter appeared.
"Cordy how long have you been keeping Christine in your trunk," I asked with an amused tone to my voice.
"Since we met her," came the reply with an unrepentant smile.
"When was that," asked Betty.
"A few days ago," I answered with exasperation at Cordy's antics.
"What I gave her many orgasms," defended Cordy.
"She really did," Christine spoke up with a happy grin on her face.
"Speaking of orgasms," Betty whispered into my ear as she rubbed my bulge.
"Alright, alright the more the merrier I guess," I agreed while realizing my aura during our snogging had aroused Betty greatly.
Insert smut scene here
Military holding cell…
"Hello Mr. Banner," Betty greeted her husband's father as she walked into his cell followed by Cordy.
"Ms. Ross…have you found Bruce," asked Banner in barely restrained glee.
"Unfortunately he is dead…so your plans for him will never come to fruition," informed Betty.
"No…no he can't be dead…nothing can kill him," denied Banner.
"I'm afraid so," said Cordy as she sped forward in a blur and touched Banner, absorbing a copy of his powers.
After the gamma treatment he gave himself Banner found that his powers were to merge with all things. Unfortunately his power was unstable. He planned to use his son's body to stabilize the ability. In one of his son's wives or his son however the power would be stabilized by the hulk forms they now could control.
"Goodbye Mr. Banner," said Cordy as she raised her hand to her husbands quite insane and asshole of a father.
As green light emerged from Cordy's hand in the form of a killing curse Mr. Banner realized his plans were made. Unfortunately for him you can't merge with a killing curse and become anything other than dead. Cordy and Betty disappeared from sight so that Betty could begin her new life as one of her husbands' girls.
I stayed a while longer in that reality without growing restless before I decided to move on. Cordy decided to set up her second home there as well like Hermione has done with Sue and I in the fantastic four verse. I have no objection as I love seeing more of my sexy, beautiful, and kinky wife. After kissing my wives goodbye for now, I won't be seeing them my time for a while yet even though it will feel like no time passes for them at all before I take up my Tony Stark identity, before heading back to my Stargate new home reality.