Sparks flew from David's blowtorch as he crouched over his Obsidian armor, repairing the damaged parts from his battle with Madame Masque. He sighed, pushing up the visor on his safety helmet.
"Call from Whitney Stane." An automated voice rang out, causing David to look up in surprise. Putting his tools to the side, he pressed the button on the keyboard setting the phone to speaker.
"Hey Whitney." He said with a smile while wiping his hands on a rag.
"Hey Dave," she greeted back, "What time do you want to come over today? I'm free all night tonight."
He smiled when there was a flashing message on his computer showing an energy signature that matched Madame Masque's heading toward the Stark Industries factory holding the Iron Monger suit.
"I got one little thing to take care of and then I'll be right over ok?" he says while the armor opens up.
"Fine with me. I have a few things to do as well, but it won't take long. See you then!" she says happily before hanging up. David immediately scrambled t the armor and took a deep calming breath as the armor latched on to him, powering up weapons, thrusters, and hydraulics.
"Not going to let you get away this time." He whispered as he blasted off towards the energy signature.
Madame Masque slowly made her way into the factory , sneaking past empty Crimson Dynamo armor that Stane was putting into production. Or she thought they were empty.
As she past, one turned slowly to face he, locking on it's weapons.
"Mr. Hammer, I've got Masque in my sights" he said quietly.
"Open fire on my signal" was the response, "only a warning shot though, we need the data on the Iron Man armor that her mask is carrying.
"Yes sir"
Aiming its rocket, the dynamo fired at Masque. She barely had enough time to flip away, but the shock wave sent her flying into a wall. She crumpled to the floor as the Dynamo lumbered closer. It was within arms reach of her when suddenly black blur exploded through the wall, slamming into the hulking machine and forcing it backward about 50 meters. Masque looked up to see Obsidian offering her a hand up.
"You never called after our last date." He joked, pulling her to her feet. She glared at him.
"Here to turn me in again?" she asked
"Well I was. But it seems we have bigger problems than that, so I'm going to have to make a rain check on that." He answered as the Dynamo regained it's footing.
"Who is that?!" the radio crackled as the pilot brought the armor back up.
"It's not Iron Man, he's away stopping a train wreck. This is someone else."
"Then get him and bring that armor to me!" Hammer yelled.
The Dynamo aimed it's cannons at Obsidian but he took off before a bullet could be fired. He slammed into the Dynamo with full force, knocking it back a few feet. Obsidian fired his repulsors but the blasts had no effect on the armor.
"My turn now." The Dynamo rumbled, smacking him into a concrete wall. Obsidian grunted in pain as he struggled to his feet. He backed up as the machine marched forward.
"Computer, calculate any and all weak points of Dynamo armor stat." David ordered while he activated his jets and took off.
Madame Masque watched as he fought the Dynamo and slowly sneaked away, using the chaos of the battle to cover her escape. But as she made her way to the door, she stopped and looked back as the Dynamo grabbed Obsidian out of the air and slammed him into the floor.
"God why do I always have to be so stupid!" se growled as she ran back to the fray, turning invisible.
Dave was on the verge of unconsciousness as the Dynamo slammed him again and again into the unforgiving floor.
"Warning, armor integrity compromised. Suggest immediate withdrawal from combat zone."
The Dynamo held the limp form of Obsidian in his grip and turned to carry him away.
"Divert…..all power….to….unibeam….." David managed. The armor chest piece glowed red before blasting the Dynamo in the face with a powerful repulsor blast. The machine staggered, dropping him as it stumbled backwards. Dave backed away when there was a blast from Masque's rocket launcher, blasting the Dynamo into the Iron Monger Suit, disabling it.
Masque turned visible and looked at Obsidian, her blaster at her side. He noticed her and readied his repulsors but she was quicker, shooting him in the small exposed part of his armor, over his abdomen. It didn't seriously hurt him, but it did pierce the skin. He cried out as she vanished and ran from the warehouse.
"Computer, activate auto pilot, start Nano-bot medical procedures." He managed as he blasted off.
A Few Hours Later…..
David examined the scar on his abdomen where the bullet hit, but the Nano-bot procedure came in handy, even though it was a one use only prototype.
He pulled on his shirt and made his way to Whitney's house, wincing a little at the soreness in his body. It would take a while for the armor to be repaired, but at least the Dynamo was taken care of. But the one question that bugged him was why Masque had come back to save him.
He knocked on the door and smiled when Whitney opened the door. She greeted him with a huge hug as she let him inside.
"Are you okay?" she asked in concern, "You look hurt."
"Just fell down some stairs." He laughed, " I'm clumsy like that"
She gave a warm smile a she leaned back against him and closed her eyes with a content smile. She felt his arms snake around her waist and pull her against him as they lay on the couch together. She could feel the slow rhythmic rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, and his gentle hands stroking her hair.
Her thought turned to earlier today. Why had she saved Obsidian? Guilt? Attraction? Familiarity?
She did not know which. But as she lay with David, sharing warm embraces and gentle kisses, she found these thoughts melting away like she did not care. This was what mattered…..HE was what mattered. And for now, she just relaxed and enjoyed the emotion she felt.
"David?" She whispered as her eyelids began to close.
"Hmm?" he answered also feeling drowsy.
She kissed his lips slowly and whispered in his ear, "I love you."
He felt his heart explode with joy as he kissed back and murmured, "I love you too. Good night."
They both drifted off to sleep in each others arms, unknowing enemies becoming lovers with that soft spoken sentence.
A/N: Bleh I think it's ok. Anyway review and give suggestions on what to put in the next chapter.
