Based on the Marvel One-Shot "All Hail the King", Edited by Wynter is Coming
The power of the my Ten Rings is not just the iconography that I am embodiment of, not just the army I run to crush a weak Western World and bring in a new age were only the strong survive, not just our of proud history, but our very pride has been besmirched by some actor who wouldn't know our cause if we beat it into him. I intend to fix it as well as reclaim my rightful name.
I see as the prison approaching through my helicopter, seeking my target. We land as I am confident my faithful servant has done his mission to capture this Trevor Slattery. Even saying his ridiculous name makes me feel noxious, but after this I don't think that will be a problem anymore.
My servants, as expected, made quick work of those inferior guards, for they do not have the true warrior spirit. My radio buzzes and I answer. "Have you acquired him?" "Yes sir, everything was according to plan." Said one of my best infiltrators, a true warrior, Jackson Norris. "Very well bring him to me, my faithful servant." "Yes master." Oh how I have waited for this moment.
"Ow, where you taking me love, and so hard?" I knew Slattery was pathetic through the reports, but not this pathetic. It was sad to see that my name had been applied to such a lowly creature. It was not even my visage but that of another fool you wished to seize power without truly comprehending it, I thought to myself as my rings surged with power.
I see the bodies of the dead and bloodied guards ripped apart by the bullets as I coldly approach the little unimpressive man, if I could call him that.
"Who do you come as?" That idiot said to me, trembling at what my servants had done. I grabbed him by his prison uniform and yanked him up to my face. "I'm the man that will make you even more famous than you already are." I said in a calm demeanor. "Well that's great mate! Now just let me down and I'll..." He said before cut him off, "silence!" I put ever so eloquently.
"Mister Norris?" "Yes master?" "Get the real camera." "Of course master." He replied, leaving to retrieve the camera. "As I was saying mister Slattery, I am going to make you even more famous than you already are by giving out one of your…'Lessons' as you called them. Well I have lesson to give to you and the rest of the world."I told the buffoon. "And what would that be?" The idiot retorted to me.
"That would be never mess with something that is all too real, especially what they call, what was that again… Aw yes, a terrorist, even if that concept is misguided." I said evenly. "I still don't get." "Of course you don't mister Slattery, of course you don't!" I pull out my gun and pulled the trigger as he screamed, then silence.
"Did you get all of that mister Norris?" I asked. "Yes master." he replied. "You know what to do" I said calmly. "Yes sir, ready to go viral and distributing to all networks." He said. "Now on to phase two." I say as I pull the glasses from the dead actor's uniform and put them on myself. "Now what would phase two be master?" Norris said
"Aw, now that, my servant, is a good question. We seek out the one who killed Raza five years ago, and destroyed his valuable unit and weapon connection." "You don't mean…" "Yes, our next target is Anthony Edward Stark, and this time he will a face a true threat. A true Mandarin."
TO BE CONTINUED IN WYNTER IS COMING's "RISE OF THE IRON RAVEN"