"What happened?" Peter demanded as he flipped the channel over to Rhodey's channel but only heard static.

"I don't know. Local base is picking up a strong electostatic pulse. Satellite isn't registering anything like an explosion. It's just dark." Maria pressed her hand against her headset. "Flip over to channel 12."

Peter cycled through the channels. As soon as he landed on 12 he heard a roar coming through the headset. "What was that?"

Fury shifted his attention to a different screen. "That was the Hulk. And that...". He pointed at a wall of water that was forming itself into a funnel. "...is a water spout forming in the middle of the Seine. I guess Luc's ring acts like the one they tested."

Peter watched Johnny flame up. The sprout changed into a wall that released a tremendous amount of steam as Johnny manipulated flames to combat the water that was attempting to flood the area around them. He could see Wyatt and Nat moving on their target so he didn't have quite as much concern about them as he did the other. He glanced back at the screen that had been pitch black. Daylight was starting to peer through. He flipped back over to Rhodey's channel and was relieved to hear his voice. He seems a little tense but at least he was talking.

Lightning flashed on another screen which drew his attention to Kitty's feed. His eyes darted subconsciously over to his dad's screen which still showed them in the darkened room. He flipped through the channels hearing the sounds of engagement on each channel until he landed on the quiet of the last one.

"What do you mean it's not here."

"I mean it was always in his desk and it's not here now. The box is here but the ring is gone."

"I think I know where it is. Remy, is Cameron wearing a ring on his right hand?"

"Damn."

Peter had recognized Bobby's voice on his dad's audio feed. He hadn't recognized the Cajun voice but knew who he was. He turned his full attention to his dad's feed. He could tell they were making their way out of the darkened room back to the balcony. The image from his dad's feed changed slightly which told Peter he had triggered the Iron Man armor. Knowing nothing about the situation other than what was in front of him he guessed that meant his dad knew it was going to get messy. He had a line of sight to the card table below and the people in the room and as Peter checked down on the targets he could see he knew his dad and Davis were doing the same thing.

Bobby had already moved down to the room below. He could blend in since he wasn't in his ice form yet. Peter shifted his attention back to the card table. After hearing his voice he knew the man sitting across from the older man was Remy LeBeau and he knew what he could do.

He could hear Maria and Fury coordinating between the teams and local bases but it was just background noise. His focus was solely on what was unfolding in front of him. Through the Iron Man view point he could see Remy tapping the cards in his hands. He had seen the damage a single playing card could do in his hands and he currently held five of them. The movement was quick. The cards flew out of Remy's hands, striking the men surrounding the table. The accompanying explosions brightened the view momentarily. The familiar sound of repulsors firing partnered with the destruction on the screen. They were doing a good job of clearing the room. The innocent bystanders had fled after the first explosion, those remaining engaged immediately.

Watching the scene unfold through just the Iron Man feed was challenging. There just wasn't enough input. Peter couldn't tell where everyone was or what they were doing. His frustration mounted as he tried to find the target. He was so focused he missed the temperature readings that started dropping quickly. It wasn't until the reading started flashing that he paid attention. He was conditioned to pay attention. He had the same interface in his HUD and it flashed an angry red when the temperature dropped below his threshold. Spiders and cold didn't go together and he had learned that lesson the hard way...multiple times. So when the temperature reading flashed his eyes focused on the number that was still dropping. "What power does this ring have?" The Iron Man suit could take a decent amount of cold but there was a limit.

Phone against his ear, Maria looked up at the screen and frowned. "Temperature manipulation."

Peter tensed as he watched the temperature continue to drop. He could tell the suit had reached its limits. An ice wall formed and blocked everything from his view. Communications had been cut off as the suit shut down having been exposed to temperatures way beyond its threshold. Panic quickly replaced the tension and frustration and he flipped to other channels trying to find Bobby or Davis.

"Davis...he's dead..."

Peter felt like he was underwater. He could hear the muted voices of Fury and Maria coordinating the teams. He could hear the almost frantic purr of the cat. It had the sound of concern and he could feel it rubbing against his arm. He stared at he screen, his mind trying to reconcile what was happening. Someone was dead. He thought there were probably more than a few someone's that were dead. For the first time in his life he realized he didn't care who else was dead. He just needed to know how his dad was.

"Davis...we have to go...we need to get Tony back to the compound. Now."

The ice wall had retreated and the Iron Man viewpoint shifted. Peter was shocked the video was still transmitting. The view shifted and Peter realized Bobby had thrown Iron Man over his shoulder. Through skewed viewpoint he saw Davis form a portal. Pulling the headset off he threw it on the desk and pulled the door open. If his dad was...Peter's mind forced the word 'hurt' to the front...there was only one place they would go. He raced down the hall towards the stairwell and ran up the flight of stairs, jerking the door open to see a portal closing behind Davis as Bobby pulled Iron Man off his shoulder and onto a gurney.

He skidded to a stop next to Dr. Cho as she tapped the nanohousing. After the second attempt, Peter tried. "FRIDAY, release dad's suit."

"The Iron Man suit is currently in lockdown mode. Please provide the passcode for release."

"Tonyisalwaysright"

"Sorry, incorrect passcode."

Panic seeped through Peter. "FRIDAY, what day is it?

"March 16, 2017."

Peter looked over at Dr. Cho, ignoring the bewilderment on her face. "What was going on in Spring of 2017?" The words poured out of his mouth as he wracked his brain. He looked back at the suit laying motionless before him and pulled on the mask. "What was going on in 2017?"

Dr. Cho shook her head. "I don't know...I treated you for the first time in 2016. You had that run in with the Skrulls and Kree. Tony made peace with Steve and the others..."

Peter looked up at her, pieces starting to click into place. "FRIDAY, unlock the Iron Man suit. Passcode Hole-In-One."

The suit started to melt back into the nanohousing, revealing its owner unconscious and ashen. Dr. Cho started moving immediately, ripping his t-shirt and placing a monitor on his chest. Satisfied the monitor was transmitting, she nodded to her team. She looked over Peter's shoulder. "Keep him here." She gave Peter a final look and followed her patient through the MedBay doors.

Peter propelled himself forward only to be held back. He could feel ice on his shoulders and knew Bobby had iced up in anticipation of having to fight to keep him there. "I have to see how he is!"

Davis moved into his line of sight. "He's alive. The monitors picked up a heartbeat. Let Dr. Cho work."