Irondad Oneshots

Bring me back

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"Kid, stay close! We don't know what these guys want, and I'm pretty sure it isn't a tea party!"

Peter flipped through the air. "Yessir Mr Stark!"

The teenager dodged a blast, firing back a web grenade. The unfortunate bot was pinned to the ground in seconds. "Although I'm pretty sure they're hostile!"

Tony shook his head tiredly. "That kid is-" his muttering stopped abruptly as a chunk of rock headed for him, and he dodged in mid-air.

"You okay, Mr Stark?" Peter asked quickly.

"Yup. Just peachy. Keep your mind in the fight. But do me a favor, kid? Stop it with the 'Mr Stark'. Makes me feel old."

"Feel?" Peter emphasized the word, laughter clear in his tone.

Tony rolled his eyes. "Watch it kid."

"Whatever you say Mr Stark!" Peter replied cheerfully.

The battle continued, the team fighting up close, and Peter webbing from a distance, throwing in the odd quip and sarcastic comment.

The enemy was not amused.

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The last robot was the strongest.

And the biggest. And fastest.

The core, a strange, pulsing green light that emitted a faint hum, made the hair on Peter's arms stand straight up.

"No one touch that-" his words were cut off by the core powering up, and shooting a beam of light directly toward Tony.

He threw himself forward, blocking the beam.

Black filled his vision.

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Tony watched in horror as the thing took Peter.

Then the core exploded, throwing them back.

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Peter woke up with no idea where he was.

A... thing was bending over him. Female, apparently.

She had glowing antennae, giving enough light to see her gentle smile, and dark eyes.

He scrambled back frantically. "Whoa whoa whoa please don't put your eggs in me!" He squeaked.

A green skinned woman entered his vision, also a female. Her hair was dark, going down to dark red tips, and she had silver designs etched into her skin. "Mantis is not going to hurt you."

Peter nodded slowly. "O-Okay. Uh. Who are you? What are you? And where am I?"

The women glanced at each other.

"I am Mantis." The first one said softly. "I am sorry if I scared you."

The green skinned one seemed to study him for a second longer. "I am Gamora."

Peter nodded again. "Okay. Uh. Still don't know where I am. I'm Peter, by the way."

Gamora's lips twitched into a smirk. "Really?"

Then she raised her voice. "Peter!"

Peter winced. "I'm right here. You don't have to yell."

Then someone poked his head through a door in the wall. "Yeah?"

Peter stared at him. Then at Gamora. Then the strange dude.

And realization dawned. "Ohhhhh. Is his name Peter too?"