Marvel: President Stark

"Summarize it." Tony got comfortable in the suit and jetted off into the air.

"Sir, a series of videos have surfaced showing a large crater with a hammer at its center, origins unknown," Jarvis began, displaying the footage within the helmet. "Individuals have attempted to lift the hammer and move it using trucks, but it remains immovable. Shield has established a camp around the site. From their internal networks, it has been revealed that they are monitoring a man named Thor, currently residing in Puente Antiguo."

Tony frowned. "Thor? Isn't that some god?"

"Norse God, the God of Thunder, sir," Jarvis responded. "According to the legends, he wielded a hammer as his weapon of choice. The hammer may carry some mystical powers."

The matter piqued Tony's interest like nothing else. Ever since he decided to run for President, so many new things have come to his attention. Things that were a secret to the rest of the world.

"I'll head to New Mexico after meeting with our superpowered bald school headmaster," Tony decided, picking up speed. "Keep an eye on the situation. And if something blows up—let me know."

Tony rocketed off deeper up north in New York State, heading for Westchester County, where the school was located. It was pretty secluded from the rest of human society, in Salem Center. It was magnificent, almost gothic mansion with plenty of buildings added later on. It was extremely easy to notice even from distant skies.

Considering his powers, he should already be aware I'm approaching. Tony pondered and descended on the fresh, green lawn outside the main building of the school. There really are kids around here.

"Wooooah! Iron Man?!"

As always, he heard a few kids gasping at his arrival and getting excited. It amused him since he believed that they were more special than himself. He had no natural superpowers other than his awesome brain.

"Welcome to the school, Mr. Stark."

"Planet of the Apes?" Tony exclaimed suddenly. He thought he was prepared but the creature before him was too otherworldly. A towering figure with blue fur covering his muscular body. With ape-like giant arms, sharp claws, fangs, and piercing yellow eyes.

"I was expecting a reaction like that." The furry man approached Tony with a chortle. "I am Henry Phillip McCoy, commonly called Hank. This is my mutant form, I reckoned you'd be interested."

"Oh, I am," Tony mumbled under his breath and shook the furry hand. "How much can you bench press?"

"..."

Hank felt speechless at the speed Tony accepted his existence and turned nonchalant. He had never met anyone like this before. He expected a little repulsiveness from him but instead got humor. "Around seventy tons."

"Impressive." Tony admired and followed him into the building. "How many students have you got here?"

"Twenty-eight is the current number," Hank answered.

Tony frowned. He expected there to be hundreds. "Is it just me or is the number pitiful?"

"A lamentable state indeed, Mr. Stark. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters operates discreetly, a necessity given our private nature. Mutants are scarce, and recruiting them proves even scarcer. Typically, we attract the disenfranchised—orphans or those forsaken by their families," Hank replied, taking side-eye glances at Tony, wondering if things would change with this man's support. "This way."

Knock! Knock!

Hank opened the door right away and invited Tony in.

There he is. Tony stared at the man sitting behind a mahogany table in an electric wheelchair. Is he looking in my head right now?

"I would have stood up and shaken your hand, Mr. Stark. But I'm afraid my condition does not permit me." Charles extended his hand from the chair. "Thank you for coming here so promptly. I trust any misunderstandings that may have arisen can be swiftly resolved."

Tony grinned mischievously, eyeing Raven standing tall next to Charles' wheelchair, decked out in a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and a crisp white tee. He appreciated her not changing her skin or looks. "No worries, Charles. Raven left no room for any misunderstanding. Her explanations were, shall we say… remarkably comprehensive."

Charles looked at Raven for a moment, and then at Tony again. He didn't have to read minds to sense the undercurrents. "I'm relieved to hear that. Please take a seat. I'm certain you have numerous inquiries."

Tony didn't bother to take off his armor and sat down with it, making the wooden chair creak. "Why me?"

"Because you're a man of science." Hank voiced from behind as he placed a glass of water for Tony on the table and joined to stand beside Charles' chair. "And you're not a career politician."

"Nor as scummy as people usually imagine," Raven added, smirking playfully.

Nice to see her real personality. Tony didn't mind her words.

Charles coughed just then and spoke. "After last night's events, I feel more comforted with my choice to expose ourselves to you. Regardless of what shortcomings you believe you have, you are a good man at heart. As the President, I hope you can lend us a hand to make our lives a little easier."

"I get you, Charles. I really do." Tony leaned back, his expression shifting from playful to serious in an instant. "But jumping on your mutant-saving bandwagon? That might just be a career suicide for me as the President and the guy in the Iron suit. I'll pave the way for you, sure. But walking? That's on you. Maybe consider sending one of your people over to Shield's little Avengers initiative. Might do wonders for your PR."

Charles frowned, well aware of what SHIELD was. "They'd rather dissect us to see what's inside, Mr. Stark. Besides, I'm not aware of this Avengers initiative."

"A plan to assemble a bunch of superpowered folks to handle other superpowered craziness out there," Tony briefed in short. "And don't sweat about shield—I'll have Fury by the balls once I'm in the Oval Office. As I said, I'll handle the political, the bureaucratic, and all the military hazards. The rest? That's your playground."

Shining bald head, Charles looked at Raven and Hank beside him before taking a deep breath. "I… I will have to discuss this with other faculty members first, Mr. Stark."

"Take your time. We've got a whole year before the big vote." Tony replied and got up, wanting to reach New Mexico as soon as possible.

Charles had a different idea, however. "Why not take a moment to explore before your departure, Mr. Stark? Raven, would you be so kind as to give Mr. Stark a tour of the school?"

"Sure." Raven stepped forward immediately.

What's he cooking now? Tony stared at him with narrow eyes.

"Ah, Mr. Stark. One more thing." Charles interrupted him right before he left with Raven. "About the bill you sent for the armor that Logan destroyed…"

Haha! Got you, egghead! Tony rejoiced inside and turned back to him.

"I can totally forget about it, you know, as long as I get a peek at your kitty's claws. Just a harmless scientific curiosity, no experimentation or needle-shoving involved. I just want to admire the craftsmanship, you know, see what they're made of and all that jazz." Tony negotiated with a mischievous glint in his eye.

Charles frowned and looked at Hank as if asking for help.

Hank was helpless too. Nobody could order Logan around like that. "We can ask Logan but… Whether he agrees or not is not up to us."

Tony shrugged and followed Raven out of the door. "Alright then, catch you later. Once you're done asking, of course."

Thud!

He slammed the door shut behind him and looked at his beautiful, blue-skinned companion. Right away, he stepped a little to the side and walked out of his armor. Without asking, he shifted closer to Raven and grabbed her slender waist.

"Where to?" He asked cheekily.

Raven didn't mind at all and turned toward him, resting one hand on his chest. "You're still wearing the same clothes as yesterday."

Ah, I almost forgot. Tony looked down at himself.

"Same mood too." He added.

Raven chuckled and pushed his hand away from her waist. "Not here, Tony. Too many cameras and… eyes. Come on, I'll introduce you to the school's faculty."

It's tough being a man. Tony heaved at the sight of her curvy bottom swaying before him. He picked up the pace to walk beside her just to save himself from getting aroused.

The first place Raven took him was the school's advanced medical clinic. A lot of money had been spent on the place and she hoped it'd intrigue a man of tech like Tony.

"This is the clinic. Because of the special crowd we gather at the school, this place is like a second home to most of the students. Thankfully, we have Jean as the school doctor." Raven opened the door and walked into the brightly lit clinic. "She must be around here."

Tony noticed a difference in the air inside the clinic. It felt cleaner, and certainly, some expensive filtration system was used. "Does this Jean have healing-related powers?"

It'd be nice to get the metal shrapnel removed from my chest. Tony thought, hoping to find some miracle there.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The sound of heels hitting the tiled floor reverberated. Soon, one of the doors in the clinic opened.

"Raven?"

Tony glanced toward the voice and noticed a highly attractive, modestly tall woman standing in a white lab coat over regular jeans and a shirt. This is the doctor? Jesus Christ!

"Jean, this is Tony Stark." Raven calmly introduced them. Although she wasn't very close to Jean, they held mutual respect. "Tony, this is Jean Grey. She has telekinetic and telepathic abilities."

Tony nodded, sizing up the mutant woman he had seen in that video Raven showed him before. He guessed she was in her thirties, still very gorgeous. Her velvet red hair and shimmering emerald green eyes were a highlight. Slender, curvy, large bust, and a vibrant face—Jean Grey was a total package of perfect beauty and brains in his book.

"You're not bald," Tony mumbled as usual, quipping.

Raven chuckled and pulled Tony closer to Jean by his arm. "No, she's not. Charles' condition is different."

I sense a tension. Tony noticed the oddity in Jean's silence. She can read minds? Is she…?

Raven frowned seeing both of them so silent. But more than Tony, she focused on Jean and jumped between them in anger.

"Jean! Don't!"

Thud!

"Aaaargh!" Tony fell all of a sudden, clutching his head in pain. "Get the fuck out of my head! Jarvis! Ugh!"

"Stop this!" Raven bellowed in panic. "What did you do?!"

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