[h2]Tony Stark and Tyr Anasazi[/h2]

Tony was flipping through the channels as Tyr field striped his rifle on the kitchen counter, making sure every component was in good repair.  They were interviewing people in the lobby downstairs, with the police standing guard beside the elevator and stairs, making sure that only people who had a room were allowed by.  The manager at the hotel had also stopped renting out rooms in order to prevent fans from simply bypassing the police.  The interview stopped as they cut to something even more unusual than a superhero.  Apparently a dragon was flying around the skies of Manhattan.

"Tyr." he said, standing up.  "I'll understand if you don't want to get involved, but I've got to save the city from a giant flying, breathing lizard."

Tyr stopped what he was doing and sat there for a second, dumbstruck.  "A Dragon?  Are you serious?"  He looked at the TV, which showed a grainy cell phone video of it.  "I guess humanoids are the only fictional beings it's bringing through.  I don't see how it's our problem, though."

By this time Stark was putting on the helmet of the Iron Man suit.  "I mostly help people for the fame, and to know I made a difference.  You could help because whne this is over, I'm going to start asking for a reward.  You might want some of it."

Tyr chuckled.  "They aren't even offering a reward?"  He shook his head.  "Fine, I'm going with you, but if they don't pay me, you'd better.  Besides, if a star ship comes through, you're helping me get passage on it off this world."

Stark held out his hand.  "Deal."  After they shook Tyr reassembled his rifle and they took the elevator back down to the lobby.

As soon as the doors opened the crowd went wild.  "Excuse me." said Stark at the loudest volume the suit could produce from its speakers.  "Could you please clear a path for my friend and I?  We're off to hunt a dragon."  The people started clapping and cheering again, but they made a pathway to the front door.

Stark and Tyr stopped out the front door and Stark lifted Tyr under the arms.  "Fine," Tyr said, obviously embarrassed by the fact that he had to be carried, "Just don't drop me."  With that, Stark activated the suit's thrusters, minus the hand thrusters, and took off in the general direction of the dragons.