A/N: Finally after years of hesitation and doubt, I'm proud to give you my ultimate MCU x over project. I thought it would be best to start things off with the movie that started it all: Iron Man. So, I hope you all enjoy this rewritten version crossed over with Kim Possible. And be sure to look out for special Easter eggs and special twists. Before we begin, I want to let it be known that I had a creative breakdown with this project because of my autism and I didn't know where to take this ultimate project. After sometime in isolation during this pandemic, I finally got it all thought up. In the coming months, you'll see more MCU stories from me with many of my favorite cartoon characters blended in. Finally, special thanks to my co writers sparksdonny and BitterSweetTeller. Now, without further ado, let's start on this special heroic journey...

For Kimberly Ann Possible, the situation couldn't possibly get worse. No pun intended, of course.

There she was, sitting in a stuffy military jeep trudging through the deserted lands of Afghanistan, one of the most dangerous, war-torn regions on Earth, with nothing around but dry land and rocks until the eye could see.

To be honest, this wasn't what really annoyed her. And she wasn't exactly worried about the danger, either. Oh, sure, she would be careful, but she was Kim Possible after all. She could handle danger alright, and that sure wasn't the first time she had been into a dangerous place. Saving the world was all in a day's job for the plucky redhead cheerleader.

No, what wasn't doing wonders for Kim's mood was the fact that right now, she was sitting next to one of the richest, most influential and most flat-out annoying people she ever had the misfortune of meeting. Anthony Edward Stark, or Tony Stark for short. In his own words, a genius, a billionaire a playboy and a philanthropist. Indeed, he was the CEO of Stark Industries, the largest conglomerate of weapon manufacturers in the world. And Kim wasn't about to deny that the man had his merits – while she didn't exactly like the fact that he owned a weapon manufacturing company, those were a necessary evil after all.

No, it had more to do with the fact that the man was insufferably smug, with an ego that would make Dr. Drakken blush from embarrassment, and a sense of entitlement that hardly endeared him to the young crime fighter. She was the man now sitting next to him as an insufferable snob and a corporate bully who was hell-bent on having his way, throwing both his money and his weight around.

And sitting near the guy in such a place, with that awful rock-like music booming in her ears, under the scorching heat of the Afghani badlands… well, it certainly wasn't doing much to help Kim's mood. She frowned when Tony raised a glass of ice whiskey and moved it slightly in his hand, causing the ice cubes to make a slight chiming sound. He carried himself as if he knew he was calling the shots, and Kim honestly hoped that a distraction would soon come to save her from sitting there in silence along with the richest jerk in the world.

The soldiers sitting around were no help. True, she was expecting a degree of professionalism from them, but those guys felt stiff like mannequins, what with their unflappable expressions and their mimetic uniforms – sharply contrasting with Kim's bright yellow shirt, decorated with a blue star, and bher fashionable blue pants. The tension was thick in the air, not really helped by the heat making everything feel heavier and every movement feel slower.

Truth be told, Kim was rather thankful when Tony broke the overwhelming silence, still fidgeting with his glass of spirits.

"I feel like your driving me to a court martial." Tony half joked. "This is crazy. What did I do?" Kim smirked a little at that. "I feel like the kid hero is gonna pull over and snuff me. What? You're not allowed to talk? Hey, Forrest!"

"Oh, I can talk. Jerk." Kim said with a nasty frown. Tony was a little taken back by that insult. He decided to try to break the tension between him and Kim.

"Oh, I see. So it's personal?" Tony asked.

"No. You intimidate her." A female soldier answered.

"Good God, you're a woman." Tony joked. Kim rolled her eyes at that. "Honestly...I couldn't have called that. I mean, I'd apologize, but isn't that what we're going for here?" Ugh… how long will I have to suffer this chauvinist idiot? Somebody put me out of my misery, please… Kim thought to herself, wishing anything would happen to distract her from the blowhard sitting at her side. At that moment, she would gladly have taken a fistfight with Shego over having to stand Tony Stark's ego. While the soldiers began to smile, Kim kept her nasty frown on her face. "I thought of you as soldier first."

"I'm an airman." The woman answered.

"And some ladies happen to be platoon leaders in the army as well." Kim said with a smirk.

"Well, she should be one. She has, actually, excellent bone structure, there. Just like you, Ms. Possible." He commented, causing Kim to grumble something in exasperation "I'm kind of having a hard time not looking at you, is that weird?" Tony joked, making the soldiers laugh. Tony smiled at Kim who kept her frown. "Come on, it's okay. Laugh. You too, Ms. Possible! You look like you've just been dumped at the school ball! Admittedly, the place is nothing to smile, I'll give you that."

The soldiers all laughed at Tony's joke, and despite her opinion on the man, even Kim could not help but snicker a little. Okay, so maybe Tony Stark wasn't all that bad. Now, if only he could tone down the ego and get down to the level of mere mortals, he wouldn't be such a pain in the rear end to deal with…

"Ms. Possible? Can I ask you a question?" the soldier sitting beside the driver's seat asked out of the blue.

The redheaded girl raised her glance and put up her most convincing smile. At least, a little bit of conversation would help her pass the time. "Yes, of course. No big. Ask away!"

"Is it true you went 12 for 12 with last year's Club Banana underwear models?"

Kim was slightly embarrassed at the question and smiled in a friendly way towards the soldier. "Yea, that was me." She felt good at answering that question. Wow people actually brought the calendar with her in it? "March and I had a scheduling conflict, but fortunately, the Christmas cover was twins." Tony on the other hand was surprised, but he did keep on a straight face.

"Wow, I did not take you to be a player like that," commented Tony with a smirk on his face, actually thinking that Kim… did any of that stuff. Is he for real? Kim thought in disbelief.

"What, no!" she replied in embarrassment. "I just did some speed dating, that's all. I'm not like you at all." Now it was Tony's turn to feel slightly embarrassed.

"Anything else?" Tony asked. The soldier next to Tony raised his hand up slightly, attracting Tony's attention away from Kim. "Really, you're kidding me with the hand up right?" Kim sighed in relief as he got distracted away from her. Ah, typical Stark.

"Would it be possible to take a photo alongside you two?" asked the soldier sitting next to Kim, producing a small camera from his uniform. Kim had to chuckle at how he seemed like a serious, professional soldier a moment before, and now he was as giddy as Ron and Rufus in front of a Naco.

"Yes, very possible. I have a Possible sitting right next to me, after all." Tony answered, his sarcastic tone enhanced by the devil-may-care tone in his voice. Kim rolled her eyes once again, wondering whether she would ever hear the end of it, but she couldn't help but let out a short laugh at the business tycoon's sense of humor.

The soldier on the front seat readied his own camera as Tony, Kim and the other soldier struck a pose, with Kim combined her hair back with her hand and smiling brightly at the camera.

"No putting it on MySpace. And no ambiguous gestures." Stark warned just as the soldier sitting with them made a victory sign with his right hand. "Oh no, that one is okay. Peace. Of course. I love peace."

"Yeah. You'd be out of a job with peace." Kim smirked.

"Come on. Hurry up." One of the soldiers said to the soldier who was holding the camera. "Don't change any settings. Just click it."

And that was when fate struck its blow.

The road ahead suddenly rose up in a wall of rock, dust fire and concrete, and a tremendous blast roared into Kim's ears, threatening to shatter her eardrums! The vehicle in front of them was obscured by the debris, and the driver had to suddenly hit the brakes, lurching everyone forward and forcing the jeep to skid to a sudden halt. The soldiers were up and about in a moment, and after a brief instant in which everything dissolved into chaos, even Kim was aware of the danger and shook with terror for the first time in her teenage life along with Tony. "What's going on?!" Kim asked fearfully.

"Contact left!" The airman said. She then got her gun and prepared to go out to fight back, only to be shot dead. Kim and Tony gasped at seeing her get killed as the soldier who asked about the underwear models was next to go out.

"Jimmy, stay with Possible and Stark!" The soldier ordered. Both of them laid down as that soldier fired a few rounds before getting killed instantly. Kim was shocked by how fast they were dying. Whoever this militia was, they had better weapons than the US Army. She was still shaking with terror with Tony as the soldier who wanted to take a picture with them prepared to go out.

"Son of a bitch!" The soldier yelled as he stepped outside.

"Wait! Don't go!" Kim pleaded. She always knew what to do during missions with super villains wanting to take over the world, but nothing for the war torn country of Afghanistan. She was more terrified than she had been in her entire life.

"Yeah, give us a gun!" Tony requested.

"Stay here!" The soldier ordered, only to be killed by bullets the moment he turned his back. Those bullets penetrated the Humvee as Kim and Tony sat there with terror in their beings, wondering what to do in order to save themselves.

With nothing left to do for themselves, and still terrified nonetheless, both Kim and Tony mentally agreed to walk out of the Humvee; with Kim getting out first and Tony last. Just as they did however, a trail of bullets hit the Humvee from behind them. They both ducked in order to avoid being hit.

"Ok, ok…." Kim muttered to herself, fearful for her life. "What are we supposed to do now?" she asked Stark directly. Tony looked at her with fear written all over his face, not only for his life but for hers as well (though he'll never outright admit it).

Tony tried desperately to come up with a plan of his own. "Ok, we uh…." He then saw a pile of rocks up ahead that can provide cover for them both. "Ok, just follow me over there." He started to head over to get to cover, with Kim not trusting in Tony in the slightest. But with no other option for herself, she albeit agreed to move over there with him.

As they both his behind the boulder, Kim took out her Kimmunicator to contact her friend Wade for emergency assistance. She waited for a few seconds before he picked up. "Hey Kim," Wade answered on the other side of the line. "How's it going over in Afghanistan?" He didn't hear the explosions going on unfortunately, prompting her to tell him directly.

"Wade, listen-!" she said in a desperate and fearful voice. But before she can continue on a missile landed right in front of both Tony and Kim, and both could make out the logo and name of "Stark Industries" on said missile. A few seconds has passed, with Wade calling out to Kim, but she never said anything else because the missile exploded.

The blast emitted a powerful shockwave that pushed both Kim and Tony back, knocking out Kim and leaving Tony conscious. He felt his chest was hurt, so he unbuttoned his shirt and saw blood by the area where his heart is. Due to all that Tony started to feel himself fall unconscious as well.

A few hours have passed, and Kim woke up with a ringing sound in her head, along with a huge headache that made her head boil. She opens her eyes and sees that some type of hood/sack was put over her head. She seemed to be seated in a wooden though sturdy chair it seems as she is tied by her ankles and wrists.

A few more minutes passed, and then somebody took the sack off her head as some light have blinded her. She looks around her surroundings as she sees men holding guns towards her. She also looks to her right and sees Tony as well, though in much more pain it seems and in the same position as her. Then she looks at the front and sees a video camera pointed at them, with a male voice, presumably the leader, speaking to the camera.