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Smashed Heart: II - Smashing Twice...

Title: Smashed Heart
Author: Del Rion (delrion.mail (at) gmail.com)
Fandom: Avengers
Era: Some time after the movie “Avengers” (2012)
Genre: Drama
Rating: T / FRT
Characters: Bruce Banner (Hulk), Clint Barton (Hawkeye), Nick Fury, J.A.R.V.I.S., Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers (Captain America), Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow), Tony Stark (Iron Man), Thor (, Jane Foster, Happy Hogan)
Pairings: Happy/Pepper, Pepper/Tony
Summary: Heartbreak isn’t really Tony’s thing – unless it’s meant literally.
Complete. Part of the “Turquoise” –series.
Warnings: Language, violence, deadly injuries.



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II – Smashing Twice…




A few days later
Avengers Mansion
Manhattan, New York, NY, USA


Tony had been hammered when he flew out to the family mansion that these days served as one of the Avengers’ bases. Technically Stark Tower was one of them, but it had been under re-construction when the Avengers needed to find a place to stay.

Still, it was Tony’s place, and he thought he was entitled to enter the premises in whatever condition he preferred.

Clearly Steve Rogers aka Captain America aka Captain Uptight didn’t think the same. “Are you sober?” he asked, poking Tony hard in the side. It hurt, making him wish that he had worn his armor after all, but he didn’t like sleeping in it that much.

“What do you think?” Tony muttered, heaving one eye open with some difficulty.

“You’ve been AWOL for the last three days, and then you show up here, drunk, and pass out on the couch.”

“It was closer than my room,” Tony offered. His head was ready to split, but that had been preferable to the feeling he had the rest of the time. He hadn’t thought Pepper leaving him would feel so bad. Clearly he had gone a bit off the deep end, because she kept trying to call him, and he kept blocking her number.

“Where have you been?” Steve asked. He wasn’t in uniform, although his voice suggested he was mentally wearing it.

“Around. Vacationing. Having a blast. Why, did the world try to end itself again? Another super-secret party of goons and their evil master-mind leader trying to make Fury piss his pants in fear of a global downfall of mankind?”

Steve just stared.

Tony thought he might have been able to rephrase that a bit better if he weren’t still running on last night’s fumes.

“Sober up. We’re training today,” Steve said and left him, probably to go out on his routine run.

Yes, indeed; the underground room that could withstand everything from Iron Man’s weaponry to Hulk-smashing and Mjolnir-bashing was finally finished. About time; Steve kept going on about how they needed to hone their team skills, and he had been trying to inch his fist up Tony’s ass in order to complete it faster. Figuratively, of course; Tony didn’t think Steve even understood the concept of putting any of his body parts inside a person’s ass, much less his fist.

God, was he that horny, thinking about Captain America and his red gloves in so much detail? He thought not.

Tony decided on a cold shower, to clear his head and to have a chance at eating breakfast should the smell of old alcohol otherwise offend the others.

- - -

It figured that Steve had already planned their every move in the pristine training room. He kept pairing people up, giving them certain things to concentrate on, and Tony kept rolling his eyes inside his suit. Banner looked awkward as always, not really wanting to let the big guy come out and play, in case he totally lost control, but Tony reassured him the room could take it. Not that the condition of the room was on top of Bruce’s list of worries, Tony knew.

Thor joined them a bit late, having visited Jane Foster last night. He seemed to be in a good mood, which meant he happily joined the exercise, over-enthusiastic to test the new premises. Like Tony, he didn’t much care for training, seeing as he was already a warrior, but it beat sitting around the mansion in his opinion.

“Stark, Banner, you’re up,” Steve finally called, the two of them the only ones left. Banner twitched, sighed, then started taking off his clothes, leaving only the loose, stretchy pants before he started turning green. He grew in every direction, until he cast a shadow on Tony, who shrugged and started the thrusters, taking to the air.

There was no fine-tuning with Hulk; even if Banner had some thread of control over him, a choice in turning into the big guy, the Hulk took over after that. Perhaps that was why Steve had paired them with each other; Tony was notorious for not listening to orders, and ruining everyone else’s workout, so putting him with Hulk was probably smart.

As the alcohol levels descended, his mood worsened once again. He thought of this, of Pepper, of how happy he had actually been… and how unhappy he was now. But she was happy with Happy, which should make him happy – right? It sure didn’t cheer him up, making him look back at all the ugly things that had ever crossed his mind before, the worst of them being when he was still dying from palladium poisoning, or trapped in a cave, hooked up to a car battery.

Perhaps that was where the bit of madness came from; whenever Tony was upset, it was like some filter of self-preservation disappeared. Some called him self-destructive, although he was quick to deny it, being too fond of living.

But there was that dark little voice that made him angry, made him turn mid-air and fire at Hulk, then turn and fire again, a little harder each time, knowing the big guy could take it.

He should have known not to make Hulk angry, to tease him and not really attack him.

Tony had spent so many hours talking to Banner, studying him from afar after the Chitauri disappeared and Banner spent some time living with him before moving to the Mansion…

Yeah, he knew all that, and still he fired at him, hard, and the instant Hulk caught him in the air was the moment he should have started praying Bruce was paying attention somewhere behind those green eyes.

Instead he shot up his hand and fired a blast right in Hulk’s face, in a last-ditch act of retaliation.

Hulk didn’t let him go, but instead smashed him into the floor that actually dented beneath the impact, regardless of being designed to take a lot more than Hulk could deliver at his angriest. Well, semi-angriest, anyway, because there was no verifiable data about Hulk’s capabilities when he really got pissed.

Tony heard something crack, felt the impossible pressure, and then Hulk was hauling up his fists and coming down at him again. He would have shot the chest RT, but there were so many warning lights blinking, and Hulk had really done a number on his –

The fists came down, with a huge snap, and the last thing Tony was aware of was the sensation of a hot wave passing over him from stomach to throat, his chest shattering beneath the weight.





to be continued…



I - Smashing Once...
II - Smashing Twice...
III - Smashed!

Comments

Posted by: Kaiyoz (kaiyoz)
Posted at: June 12th, 2012 01:25 am (UTC)

OMFREAKINGGOSH! You cannot leave it there! I should've held off reading until III was up... What happened? How does Bruce feel? Who's going to stop Hulk? Update, please, soon!

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: June 12th, 2012 06:41 am (UTC)
RDJ

*SQUEEE*

Part 3 is up, go enjoy and see for yourself ;)

*SQUEEs some more

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