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Saying you felt like your heart was ripped out of your chest was an understatement. You'd just seen Endgame, and while you loved it and honestly had an out-of-body experience during it, Tony died. No more Iron Man in the MCU. Needless to say, you cried your eyes out. Even though he was a fictional character, he was your role model. You, like him, were very interested in engineering and science and things like that. In fact, you understood a lot of what Tony could do, and you're only fourteen years old. You keep the fact that you can understand all the complicated engineering things that Tony talks about a secret, of course, considering the technology to actually pull off what he can do doesn't actually exist in this world. You were working on that though. When you weren't doing your schoolwork or reading comics or watching Marvel movies, you were out in your garage, working to become this world's Tony Stark.
Needless to say, as soon as your parents park, you hurry to start working on your projects. You've already seen Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, and the entire concept of it interested you. Different dimensions, the multiverse, it all was something that seemed to be calling out to you. So, needless to say, you were trying to find a way to travel to other dimensions, only safely. You don't want to find out what that glitchy thing that happens in Spider-Verse actually feels like. You're just grateful that your dad happens to own a weapons company, much like another super genius in the universe that you would like to travel to. That's what allows you to develop and invent all the time. It's quite convenient, actually. Nevertheless, you're lost in your work, distracting yourself from your sadness about Tony Stark, and you don't even realize how much time has passed. It's a Saturday, and you saw the movie at a one o'clock showing, so you got out of it at around four o'clock, meaning you started working at around five since you went and ate dinner with your parents. Now, it is four in the morning. And you are tired. It's not the first time you pass out at your crafting table, and it certainly won't be the last.
Now, you've gotten pretty far on the designing and creating of the fancy touch technology that Tony uses in the movies, and you've been using it more and more. Laptops and touch screen phones are a thing of the past for you, but you haven't shared anything you've discovered with the world yet. Why, you ask? You're fourteen. Chances are no one would believe you and they'd probably just say your dad was the one who actually did it, and you're not about to let the things you designed get credited to someone else, even if he helped create you. With the technology you've created though, you can do things that are way beyond thought of on this Earth. And that leads back to the task you have at hand. Dimension hopping. Although you've fallen asleep, diagnostics for the machine that will be used to help dimension hop are being run through over and over again. You finished the basics of it, now you just need to find the exact way it will actually work. Lucky for you, a successful way is found. You're just sleeping when it is. Crazily enough, the program downloaded itself into your watch, and you must have moved around and hit something in your sleep, because you hopped a dimension. The only downside? You were asleep when it happened. So, imagine your shock when you wake up, and everything around you is abandoned. Your machinery and equipment are nowhere to be found. You glance down at your wrist, pulling up information on what the hell is going on from your watch that you designed. "April 28, 2019... but what happened to my lab...?" you mutter, confusion and utter devastation flooding your mind. You think for a second and realize something. What if you're in a different dimension? You frantically begin typing, trying to figure out what's happening. Before you can even begin to look at the search results, though, the ceiling behind you gets blasted through. You turn, seeing none other than Iron Man, Tony Stark himself, looking at you. "A kid? You're the one who caused a surge of energy?" you hear him say, and you just stare at him. "Y-You're-"
