-New Villains, New Game-

It had the smell of chemicals, and it always did. You know, that stuff they use to clean the rugs: well mix it in with Windex and over used air fresheners and you got yourself a homemade version it. It was so strong and identifiable that she could smell it even in the elevator as it ascended.

Opening to office cubicles and more offices, she turned right and towards the only place with the lights off. She followed the glowing light of a T.V. on the white walls and stopped when she saw another person standing in a doorway, arms crossed. He noticed her right away and moved out of the way, with a smirk. She glared at him as she entered the room filled with T.V. screens of the building. Only the one in the middle was tuned to the outside broadcast of the late news.

She stopped inside, but not too far from the exit. Two others were inside as only the one sat on the guard's desk looked up at her. His face was blank as the last man, who sat quite, watching the news in the high back chair, did not look her way. She grimaced as the silence became unbearable as they all focused on the man in the seat, waiting.

"Welcome back," finally said the man in the seat without even looking at her. His voice was deep and exotic. Some would call it sexy while those who knew the man knew that it was like death himself was speaking.

Still she said nothing nor did the others. "I hope that you have a perfect explanation to why I see our last missile scattered in pieces at a burning warehouse, S2-047." He then swerved around to look her in the eye as she shivered at the site of him. His eyes were soul gazing, bright blue eyes. Looking at them made most quiver in fear because it was like he could see their darkest secrets without even asking.

"Sir," she spoke up finally with enough courage, "I don't have any excuse, but to say that I failed." It was all she could say without provoking his anger. She could feel the other two smirk with arrogance around her.

"What's wrong Rose?" mocked the blonde man behind her, still leaning in the doorway, "Cannot stop a simple man in homemade suit?" She made a fist as she turned towards him and snarled, "It was not that I could not have beaten him, Price! I could have taken him apart one screw at a time, but I was rudely interrupted. He would have been dead by now!"

The blonde or Price laughed at her anger. "Maybe that pink dye on your head there has finally leaked into your brain." Rose gave him a snarl as the man called them all to silence with a simple glare.

"Yes, I heard from S2-409's description that you were distracted when taking on Iron Man. Why is that?" Rose pouted and then replied, fearlessly, "First of all, I had no idea another one of us was in the area! Second, I'm not suicidal to take on an S3, alone."

The one who had been quite the whole time spoke up in his subdued voice that made everyone surprised, "Sir, she is right. It would be unwise to take our guest on individually." Their leader cocked an eyebrow at the sandy-blond subordinate that sat before him for he rarely ever said anything.

"Thank you, Ash. See Price, I'm no coward after all, but am a smarter fighter than you'll ever be," Rose said, triumphantly. Price frowned and replied back, ruining Rose's win, "I didn't say you were a coward. I meant you were hopeless cause." Rose huffed, placing her hands on her hips in anger, ready to start the fight back up again.

"Enough!" ordered the leader, and everyone went silent, except Ash, who now got up from his seat and came next to stand next to the leader. "Sir, I suggest since an S3 has invaded our territory that it would be wiser to call those agents you sent after Stark and pull them out. They are useless against an S3 and would only hinder our progress further."

The leader nodded at his subordinates idea. "Yes, call them in before our old friend finds what she's after. S2-047…"

"Sir," Rose said striating out like a soldier to her commander.

"You are take to take care of Stark this time. I'm sending you in place of our hired agents. Like the orders I gave them: you are not to strike until I give the okay. Understood? Oh, and Try to not fail me this time." Rose bowed her head and backed away, but stopped when she heard that the leader was not quite done. "Oh and S2-053…"

Price perked up when he heard his leader mentioned him. "Sir!"

"You are to go along and help S2-047, since you are in doubt of her abilities." Like Rose, Price stood strait and bowed his head without complaint. When the great leader gave an order, all S2's obeyed, without a seconded thought. "Dismissed, you two."

Rose and Price left the room immediately, leaving Ash and their leader alone. "Sir, perhaps as a precaution we should call the rest of the S2's in. With the Organization together, Miss Angel would be out numbered and outmatched. Even for an S3, taking a pack of S2's is foolish. Even she knows that. It could hinder her from ever getting further into her assignment."

The leader sighed, "I'd like to keep this under raps. Get S2-919 to keep the others on the line, but do not call them in. No need to bring them in when we can solve this ourselves. It'll be your job to watch our S3 guest. It would be a shame to lose such an old family member over something we could easily reach an agreement over. Besides, we may need her help when the time comes."

Ash nodded, but do not leave quite yet. "It would be nice to add to our ranks again. It has been a long time since we have ever got any new members. Especially having the last of the S3's around could be quite useful."

The leader nodded and closed his eyes, lost in the past. "Not since the disbandment of the Specials Projects have we S2s grown in ranks. I don't think you would remember S2-409, but there was a day when we were led by S3s. Now that all that is left of the Special 3s are but one, lonely Angel. " Ash remained silent as his leader leaned forward to put his face in his hands and in his coldest voice replied, "But no more…"

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Declaimer moments: Okay, I hope you got it memorized by now, but for those new bees…I don't Iron Man. Never will. I do own Angel, Leanne, Jeremy, etc. on characters I made.

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Author's Notes: Wow, man. A cliffhanger! I'm sure all of you are asking, 'what the hell is going on? Who the hell are these people and what's with the number-names? What the hell is an S2?'

Here's the drop: its inside look on the villains of my story. Remember the pink girl in the last chapter, that's Rose. She managed to make it back to her boss and so on.

Now I'm giving a character names and there identification numbers to help those lost: Rose (S2-047), Pink hair girl; Ash (S2-409), Sandy-blond quite dude; Price (S2-053), Blonde dude with attitude.

The reason their leader doesn't use their names is because they were once part of a project called the Specials. Hence S2 and S3 suffixes. Of course so is the leader. 2 and 3 tell which level the person was in the project. S2's were earlier and S3's then came along to be the better leaders.

I know. Why didn't I put it in earlier? Because it's coming up later in the chapters and will be explained a little more. Just thought I would shed some light for yah guys ;)

Wow…this is the longest Author's note I've ever written. Oh well. Thanks for the reviews! They help a lot! I love helpful critiquing so don't be shy.

More Tony/Angel coming up next time. Promise!