"Excuse me, children!" Artie shouted as he and his two agents made their way down an aisle of the Warehouse. Myka and Pete were arguing as usual along the way, and Artie wanted none of it. "Can we just get this...thing in where it belongs so you two can go away and do what you're supposed to do."

"Yes, captain grumpy. What's got your panties in a twist today, Artie? You're worse than usual." Pete said as he walked up to Artie, ending his argument with Myka.

Artie just walked faster and reached where he wanted to be. He typed something into the little pad next to the spot in the shelf and held up a box. "Finally, let's get these things locked up before another Iron Man gets loose..."

"Iron...what?" Pete nearly shouted, yet another comic book involved artifact. "Are you telling me that...that box of scraps was part of an Iron Man suit? That's just a comic book, though."

"Oh really? Cause I remember a certain pair of purple tights that gave us some grief." Myka added as she slowly caught up.

"Well, thanks for making me look stupid, bitch!" Pete shouted back.

Artie placed the box on the shelf and stepped back. "There. Now let's go...do something, just...go go."

The three headed towards the office when suddenly Iron Man crashed through the roof of the Warehouse and nabbed the box of scraps. "I am Iron Man, and I made this old suit in a cave...WITHABOXOFSCAPS!" He blasted Pete and Myka with his repulsor rays and stared Artie down. "I'd blast you too, but...actually, what am I saying." He fired a shot at Artie, who managed to avoid it. Artie fired his Tesla, though it just bounced off of the suit and hit him. "Well, that was absolutely pointless. But saves me time, now I don't have to kill you...LATER!" Iron Man flew through the hole, but not before blasting a shelf down.

"No...no!" Artie said as he sat up. He prepared to run to the office, but when he turned around...there were some chomping teeth there, blocking the path. "What were...what were those again..." They grew exponentially in size and one stomped over to Artie, towering over him. "...Shit." It engulfed Artie completely and then let out a belch as it stomped away.