A Gamer's rise in Marvel
Disclaimer: I don't own marvel or any other work of fiction.
Chapter 20 : Laserwhip and Hammer
As the Cars race along the tracks in Monte Carlo, a lone figure makes it's way along the stands for the audience. To those around them, it appears to be the Mascot of one of the teams racing today. The truth is quite different in actuality.
The original Mascot is lying in a wardrobe in nothing but his underwear. It should also be mentioned that his neck was snapped.
The figure wearing the suit is in actuality, the dearest Assassin using the Body of Ivan Vanko to exact her revenge on Stark. If someone would pay her more attention, they would hear the grinding of Metal and the thumping of the heavy armor on the ground. But most are preoccupied with the race and give the Flamingo no Attention.
To the surprise of the audience, the Mascot suddenly opens one of the gates and moves onto the tracks, a car just narrowly missing them. Camera's and faces now stare directly at the walking figure. With a sudden snap, the Mascot's arms reach out and long coils or rather whips burst from the sleeves. The suit itself begins to blacken at certain places until completely igniting.
The Crowd watches in shock as the Flamingo goes up in flames, only to be terrified when an armored figure can finally be seen emerging from within. The armor, once silver is now scorched black by the burning fabric. Many come to realize that this is Not Iron Man, but rather something new.
Just a few days ago, Tony stark had ensured the world that he was capable of defending it. That nothing would rise to challenge him. How wrong he was. The very threat that Stark claimed would only occur in at least twenty years, has now arrived.
The Whips ignite and begin crackling with white electricity. It arcs out and burns the ground on which the figure is walking.
The drivers, unknown of what awaits them, continue racing towards their doom. The car in the lead, originally focusing on nothing more than to keep his Position as first, barely reacts as he reaches the armored Figure, Whiplash. The driver is stunned by the sight for a split second before trying to dodge out of the way.
Though he narrowly misses the figure, his Front is promptly sliced in half as the whips carve through his engine. The electricity itself blasted him in the chest during the short contact. The Driver was already dead as the car begin flipping over the tracks.
' You Should turn the Power output down if you want a proper fight with Tony' Assassin's Master speaks out within their bond.
Heeding her Masters Words, Assassin lowers the energy directed to her whips. Even though she wishes revenge on Stark, her Master's will supersedes that.
As Asako destroys another car barreling past her, she thinks of how things could have been different. While she knew that the Memories of Vanko weren't hers, She still felt the emotions within them. The Pain of watching her father die in some filthy apartment. The rage at the Injustice forced upon them. To her those emotions are real, but she still retains control. And the one to thank is her Master Jeanne.
Assassin wasn't really a person when she met Jeanne. All of her faces, while skilled and varied, held no true emotions of their own. Dispassionate is what she would have described herself. But her Master changed that. She gave her a name, a definite foundation of an identity. A body which was just as important had been chosen for her as well. And With the freedom to choose, she was instructed to see that many faces of humanity and create her own from it.
Had Asako been the Assassin she was when she was first summoned, then she would have been certain that the being of Ivan Vanko would have gained control of her. His emotions and memories would override what ever imitation of self she had. Asako was quite pleased that this didn't happen and is truly thankful to the one who enabled it. The one who fulfilled her wish.
'Stark is in the next Car. Me and and some reinforcements are on the way and will reach you in 3 minutes. Make me Proud Asako' Her Master says over their Mutual Bond once more.
'Yes Master! Leave it to me' Filled with Gratitude to her Master, Asako replied with more enthusiasm as she had ever given upon receiving an order. So Emotions of a corpse be damned. She had a show to Perform.
Time slows as the Blue car with the words "Stark" Painted on the side finally comes into view. Tony's eyes widen at the impossible sight before him. He cant do anything as the front of his car is cleaved right of, narrowly missing his legs in the Process. The speed of his vehicle causes it tilt upwards as it begins tumbling along the tracks. After overturning a few times and brushing against the previous wrecks, he finally crashes into the barricades.
He is stunned by the crash, but quickly snaps to as he realizes the fuel flowing next to him. He quickly removes his helmet to look to his side. He sees the the figure, wearing the impossible armor, one not made from his design. As the figure slowly approaches him, the other racers appear just behind him.
The figure merely reaches back with its left arm and fires Missiles that target the newly arrived drivers. In a huge explosion, all three lose their lives and any civilian who had not run away yet was scorched by the extreme heat.
Stark however wasn't quaking in his boots as the usual Person might. He was the type of man who, while not immune to being traumatized, operated on pure Adrenalin in these situations. His mind was focused on survival and fear couldn't get in his way.
This was How Stark had been described by her Master and it seems to hold true. He unbuckles his seat belt and slides under his wreck. In the original timeline, Stark had used this to sneak up on Vanko and smack him in the head with a piece of scrap when he was distracted.
But now, he wasn't dealing with Vanko, but one of the greatest Assassins in existence. The kind who would never let her target escape from her perception.
Rather than falling for the trick, Asako slices the wreck in half. It falls apart and reveals Stark kneeling just behind it. The fact that she didn't carve him up as well is a testament to her skill and perception of her range.
Tony now jumps up and starts backing away from the armored Figure. Even with his mental state as it was, the truth of the situation was slowly dawning on him. This imposing figure with a metal mask was going to be the end of him. And true to his character he does what no one else would do while facing certain Death.
"You know buddy, if you wanted my Autograph for your little science Project then you could've just asked." Stark jokingly laughs out. Unbeknownst to Asako, he had been backing away with a purpose She finally stepped into a puddle of fuel right next the car wreck. " You know, You might be shocked to realize how important it is to isolate some wiring."
The electricity from the Whips ignite the puddle and envelop Asako in a fiery explosion. Stark jumps back to avoid being scorched and now stares at the smoke in anticipation. A few seconds pass for the smoke to fade before she steps forward towards Stark once more:" Is that all you got? A cheap trick and a cheesy one liner"
"Pal, that could be the name of my autobiography!"
Asako flexes her whips as she begins cracking at the ground in front of Stark.
'Ten seconds Asako! Prepare yourself '
'Understood Master' Asako Replies as she steels herself for the coming assault. She faces Stark once more and begins spinning her left whip:" Do you wish those to be your final words Stark?"
Stark merely grins:" Buddy the last words I'll ever say are "I'm sorry Honey, I wont do it again" After which my wife will promptly kick my ass. After she kicked yours of course"
Though she heard the car approaching and felt her Master closing in, she didn't react in time to evade or destroy the incoming car. "It would ruin the illusion", her Master had said earlier when discussing the battle.
So, just as planned, a Black SUV barrels straight into her. She is pushed back, but quickly recovers her footing and grabs onto the front of the van. It skids to a halt as her boots tear into the Asphalt.
She receives Mental imagery from her Master, showing her the enemy positions. The Car crew, consisting of Captain America, Agent Couslon and her Master all jumped out of the car before having it crash into her. Good thing too, as the entire front had been crushed by the armor. Her Master carried a case containing a rifle to fight her while Coulson held Stark's portable Armor.
As Captain America Prepares to throw her Shield, Asako quickly reacts and grips the car with all the strength the armor can Provide. With a twisting Motion, the Car lifts from the Ground and is thrown towards the newcomers.
Cap is quick to jump on the ground, having the car narrowly pass her. Asako's master was the next to react and jumped towards Coulson, Tackling him to the ground. Assassin didn't know if her master planned it, but the Suit he was carrying skids along the ground. Right towards the Armored assassin to be exact. To everyone's Shock, she stops it with an armored boot. The entire scene freezes for a second before she hears.
'Improvise Asako! Quickly!' her master tells her.
She turns towards Stark who was slowly circling her to reach his wife. "Stark!" He freezes as Asako faces him. To the surprise Of everyone there, She kicks the case to him while commanding the suit to remove her own helmet and revealing Vanko's face.
"It's no Fun if they cant fight back. It will be more rewarding when I beat you to ground like this" She does her best to emulate his accent.
Stark is quite surprised for a few seconds before he faces her with resolution.
"Well, big Mistake pal!" Stark says as he kicks the suit, prompting it to fold apart. As he equips his armor, She commands hers to refasten the helmet.
The Captain tries moving to his side intending to join the fight. Jeanne herself is busy helping Coulson stand up.
Asako is kind enough to wait as his armor assembles around his body. Her Master told her of its capabilities and most importantly that it wasn't even that suitable for combating the original Whiplash armor. One will see just how it goes.
As soon as Stark raises his palm to fire, she slashes it with her whips. The repulsor takes extensive Damage and it seems she even cut into his flesh. The captain now runs towards Asako as she tries to slice her with her other whip. It Recoils from her raised shield and doesn't hinder her charge. In a fluid motion, she throws the shield into Assassin's side. The impact cracks two of her ribs and dents the armor while also breaking her balance. The shield ricochets back to the captain, just in time for her to try and bash her in the helmet. Asako uses her own Repulsors to speed up her fall and uses the thrusts in her boots to flip backwards.
The heat from the exhausts slightly singes the captain's arms but nothing more. Glancing to the side, Asako sees Iron Man once again charge another repulser with intention to fire. As her whips are out of range, she instead activates the flare system Vanko had built to ward of missile locks. The flares shoot out of her armor and Blind Stark just enough to cause him to miss. The captain is worse of, as she retreats a few paces while covering her eyes.
No longer wanting to be on the defensive, Asako rushes towards her and grabs onto the shield she was holding up. Using her own missile system once again, she has a launcher on her shoulder target one of the car wrecks lying just next to the captain. Stephanie stares in shock as the small missile flies past her and penetrates the gas tank of the car.
An explosion erupts and the Shockwave is enough to knock her off her feet and send her flying to the side. Its quite notable that she lost her shield in the Process, or still in Assassin's hands to be precise.
Stark only watches in Horror as his wife is flung away. She hits the ground and struggles to get up once more. Asako inspects the Shield and repeats one of the lines Her master had instructed her earlier to say in such a case:" The Most Versatile and durable Metal in the Planet and your father made a Frisbee with it. What else to expect of a family made of thieves and butchers!"
"You Bastard!" as he charges his..."Unibeam" was it? Asako questions if she can escape any damage, So she charges him instead with the intention of getting him into her whip's range. With a whirring noise, The Beam blasts out of his chest Piece. She tries her best to dodge in the last second, but her shoulder still gets hit. The Impact partially melts the armor and actually dislocates that body's right shoulder. The Whip has its Power source cut off and loses its lethal energy. The crowd Cheers at this apparent Blow to Asako's charge. It's of no matter though, as she had fought with worse conditions before.
She finally gets in range, as she sees Stark preparing his repulsor to blast at her undamaged arm, she hatches a new plan. To his surprise, she swings her body in a matter that she flings out her right arm, causing the whips to coil around his legs.
Pulling back with a mighty tug, he has his legs pulled out as he falls to the floor. She rushes towards him once again and uses her own repulsor to blast his functioning arm. The damage is extensive and seems to have limited further use.
Finally reaching him, she kicks his armored head to the side. Moving to his back, Asako grabs onto his shoulder and lifts him up. 'Well, Master said Improvise...Might as well do it properly. Besides, this will only increase her value to SHIELD' She thinks as she prepares her next move.
She blasts the Armor's wiring in the back, making Stark's struggling die down due to the armor failing. Now with her arms free to use, She lines up her functioning arm and slices down with her whip. The crowd grows silent as their Hero's arm is chopped of. Only his pained screams penetrate the air.
With that done, Asako finally lines up her repulsor to blast Stark Straight into his Head. She only thinks in that moment 'Mission Accomplished'.
Before she can unleash her blast, a small Projectile blasts through her remaining arm, penetrating the Armor with ease and fracturing the bones within. Unlike Stark's Armor, Vanko wasn't quite able to afford building his own with A titanium Gold alloy used for Satellites. He ironically, had to use Iron and steel primarily. Something that armor penetrating Bullets of the 50. Caliber Variety could easily punch through.
A split second passes as the Boom of an anti material rifle is heard. It came from her master who had just finished assembling the rifle and is now busy chambering another round. She had taken so long mainly to give Asako a better fighting chance, but couldn't continue to do so without raising suspicions. It did not matter that much, as the timing of the first shot was perfect.
Asako turns to her and only screams out:" Traitorous Bitch!"
With both her arms now out of commission, she cant defend herself as another round punches through her chest plate and perforates Vanko's liver. (It was quite ruined already, so its not that big a loss)
Knowing the Futility of continuing the fight, she launches the last round of Flares she held within the armor. As both, Coulson and her master are now blinded by the flashing lights, Jeanne cant prevent her Shot from missing Asako completely(She could have used her eyes obviously, but that would be counterproductive)
Deciding to finally retreat, Asako triggers the thrusters in her boots and the ones located in her back. Enough force is generated for her Armor to take of into the sky and head towards the city limits.
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Jeanne Dark
I breathe out as I watch the retreating Form of Asako flying away. I quickly contact Asako with our bond.
'My dear...though you changed the script quite a bit, I must relent. That was fucking perfect!'
'I am glad you approve Master.'
'I more than approve Asako. But we cant waste time. We changed the script or rather threw it out the window, but we can still salvage it. Head to the private Hanger of Justin Hammer and convince him to recruit you and hide you away. I take it you still remember its location?'
'Of course Master. I will see it done'
'Good. We won't be seeing each other for a while, so please be careful. Contact me if anything goes wrong,'
'Of course Master. I wish you luck on your own endeavor.'
With that, the connection breaks of. I quickly return to the situation. My first Priority is Stark of course. Moving to him immediately, I drop the gun onto the ground. Rushing towards him, I press around his helmet, intending to remove it. His pained struggles make it a bit hard to do, but I eventually reach a latch in his neck and pull it. The helmet slides of and Stark's pained face is revealed. He is still writhing in Agony of having his Arm sliced of. Using my heal of LV 42, I channel my magic into his neck. He seems to have received a concussion from the blow he received earlier.
I begin channeling my magic into his body and the changes come quick. He relaxes suddenly and stops screaming entirely: " Wha...Whats going on?"
I look back towards Coulson and gesture for him to check on Stephanie instead. Turning around he quickly does so. I myself move to Stark's Front so he can see me:"Hey hey...You with me?"
he answers while slightly dazed;"Uhh yeah...Yeah I'm OK...Penning? What... What did you do?"
I smirk a bit:" Blocked your pain receptors for a while. Cant have you continue screaming your head of after all." I pause as he chuckles at my comment :" As much as I want to joke around, we need to get you patched up. Mind getting out of the armor? Careful though, you just got a concussion."
"yeah...sure. Jarvis? Do as the mysterious lady says." he orders his armor. The parts start folding apart as I continue steadying his body. The parts shift around and eventually expose his bleeding stump of an arm." Is it as bad as it looks?" he jokes as she sees the injury.
"Not if I have anything to say about it." I say as I hold onto his arm. I channel my magic into the charred flesh and turn it back to a more...fleshy consistency.
"That really is a nice trick you got. Cant regrow limbs by any chance can you?" He asks me.
"Cant regrow em but I might be able to reattach them." I say while moving over to his severed arm. I bring it back to him and wait patiently as he opens a hidden latch with his remaining hand. The arm is now exposed and I get to work. I first heal the damage as much as I can, but it may already be to late for that. I move to his side and line the stump up with his arm. As we're reconnecting nerves her, I expect that it would heart a lot. " I'm unlocking your pain receptors and then reconnecting the nerves and everything else in your arm. It will hurt a lot so bite down on something." I look around for something to do just that but come up empty. I glance down to his racer's uniform and rip of parts of his top and stuff them into his mouth before he can protest.
I now focus on the arm and begin fusing the flesh together. I slowly watch as the flesh fuses together, closing up and regaining normal coloring once again. The Tendons and ligaments are all repaired and seem to fuse correctly. The Nerves worry me though, as I'm lacking a certain reaction. Stark's lack of screaming to be precise. He's been quiet for the entire process and that wasn't supposed to happen.
The wound finally fixes up and the arm seems to be healed. I remove the gag from Tony's Mouth and ask worryingly:" Why didn't you scream? That was supposed to hurt like a bitch!"
"Well maybe I'm just tougher than I look." He jokes
"Be serious! We need to check for any lasting damage." I say while holding his newly healed Arm to him. It twitches slightly, as the fingers desperately try to move. But it seems that its mostly ruined for now.
"Well this ain't good"
"No Shit Stark! Hold it up, I'm gonna scan your body to see whats wrong" I say as my eyes light up in a purple and crimson color.
Stark's Stares in Astonishment before realizing something else:" Wait. Ah Don't Scan too much or.."
Oh right, he's trying to keep that a secret. I use my superior acting skills to feign shock and whisper out:" Stark...You're Dying. Form Blood poisoning! What the hell man!"
He grabs onto my shoulder:" Not so loud ok. No one knows about it and I'd like to keep it like that."
My face softens in understanding. I pause for a few seconds before asking:" I take it that Electromagnet in your Chest is somehow causing it...Could you replace is somehow?"
"Sorry Penning. But unless you have some element that could replace Palladium as A Rector Element, then I'm shit out of Luck"
a nod in understanding before helping him up. He gestures to his arm which he is holding up before I quickly answer:" The Bastard's Lightning Whip...things fried your nerves completely. To be honest right now the Arm is pretty much dead weight with all that nerve Damage. But before you despair, I got something cooking with the Help of Dr Sterns that will do the trick"
"Wait Sterns?! As in Hulk Blood and Abomination Sterns!" He asks me in shock
"The same. And no don't worry, its not even radiation based." I move closer to his ear and whisper: "And by the way. I bet you fifty bucks I do have something to replace Palladium."
His eyes widen at the concept. I'm pretty sure he was already set on dying and any hope is completely unthinkable. "What...How?"
"Because I'm awesome that's how. Now lets check on your wife. K?"
"Oh shit" He turns his head toward The Captain before rushing towards her" Steph! You OK?"
As soon as He reaches her, he receives a mighty punch in the Jaw. He stumbles for a bit before I snicker:" Yeah she's Ok"
The two talk to each other in a heated tone filled with hugs and curses...The Happy Couple stuff and all that.
I on the other hand turn towards Coulson who was busy talking to his mic. He puts it away as I approach and say:" What a shitshow huh?"
"That's an Understatement" He looks over to Stark's now reattached Arm" You seem to have gotten quite a bit better I'd guess"
I simply shrug I stare at the gun I brought earlier:" Not good enough to be honest. He cant use the arm. To much nerve damage from all the shook therapy he got from the angry Russian...Does SHIELD have eyes on Vanko?" I ask while I pick the rifle up once more.
"Sadly no. We didn't have any airborne units or satellites targeting the Area. All we had was the ground team we prepared for you and they cant exactly fly."
"Damn..." 'I knew I could Count on Asako' I think gleefully while putting out a sour tone. I pause for a bit while checking the rifle for any damages...As good as the weapon is, its not very...Handy? I just prefer something smaller to be honest. I never really was that big a fan of Sniper rifles and I'm sure AIM can come up with something better eventually...
I hold the rifle towards Coulson, who accepts it with a confused expression
I merely state:" Vanko kinda scares me so I'm washing my hands of this Matter"
"Escuse me?" He utters.
"Well I wont be gone that long this time. I'll visit Stark in about a week to fix him up properly." I say while grinning with closed eyes. I'm mainly saying this because my presence detection is picking up armed security and the remaining SHIELD agents slowly closing in.
"Now hold on Moira. SHIELD is still bringing you in. You cant just walk away from this!"
I take a few steps back before waving my arms around:" I can and I will, for I am the Night!" I activate my Presence concealment and vanish from sight.
Coulson however was once again quick with his gun and shot three bullets at my last location with incredible speed.
-300.000 HP
-120.000 HP
-180.000 HP
The first Bullet hits my me straight into the Heart once again while the other two hit my lung and liver.
I immediately clutch my wounds and cast healing magic to prevent any blood from dropping onto the pavement. My DNA is mine and no one else can have it after all.
Coulson already gave up and is now cursing up a storm. Or at least that's what I would do. The Prim and Proper Coulson though only says "Dammit"
I finally begin moving away and start jumping across the stands and eventually reach the Rooftops. I make my may to the hotel room and enter through a window I had left open earlier. Its not my own room as that would be crawling with SHIELD goons in a few minutes if they didn't already break in. No this room belongs to my other companion for today.
Finally calming down from the rush of what just happened, I flop down on my bed.
Thinking back about my little escape, I think of how it went wrong. When Batman does the disappearing act, it works out fine. When I do it, I get shot in the fucking chest!
Batman usually does it when no one is looking.
Not to mention he doesn't scream out "I am the Night!" When doing it.
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I see your Point
By the way, when did you become a DC expert?
Started sifting through your memories a while back to view your favorite franchises.
I dint go through everything, as some franchise really don't do anything to me...
I guess that's fair. Everyone is allowed their own opinion.
I wait for a few more minutes before the door to my room starts opening. Already knowing who it is, I simply continue lying on the fluffy bed.
"Was all that part of the plan Jeanne?" the new Person speaks out.
I simply turn over while gesturing for the Person to join me on the bed. The Asian woman, who's skin is now turning blue as her features change, removes her jacket and lays down next to me.
With her face now in front of mine while sporting a healthy blush, I explain:" Most of it was improvised actually. I doubt many plans involve maiming someone to be honest. Though I do admit, it worked out pretty damn well. What about you Vanessa? Any complications?"
The blue girl pauses for a second before answering:" Not really, to be honest, I think it went even better than expected."
I smirk at the news and pull her body close. I twist us around and eventually have her back lying on my chest as I begin groping her breasts:" Why don't you tell me all about it. And when we're done, we can play a little.
"Ahh... Yes Jeanne"
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1 Hour Earlier, Hotel de Paris
Shiki Ryougi (Vanessa Darkholm)
A young woman of Japanese descent wearing a formal Business suit steps out of an elevator and makes her way into the large restaurant of the hotel. She seems a bit unsure on her assignment as she had never done anything on this caliber before.
Getting some Girls From the Club in Queens back in line? No Problem.
Running the place and making sure everyone gets their cut? Nothing about it.
But arranging a high stakes business deal that could end with herself and Jeanne in Prison? She thought no
Vanessa wont lie, but she had been surrounded by these sorts of things ever since her father died. She never knew her mother, but she was apparently a mutant freedom Fighter of sorts. She never quite understood it, as Mutants were still mere rumors and no Governments other than Genosha were actively making Policy against them. Perhaps it was just an excuse to ditch her along with her dad. He had also been a Mutant, but not a powerful one. He could levitate small objects fling them around. It wasn't of much use, but it was enough to make him a pariah when people found out. And when they saw Vanessa's True form, Things really started to get heated. the town had no place for "spawn of the devil" and promptly hunted them down. Her father died quickly, a simple gunshot to the face. Vanessa herself was able to take use another face and flee the city. She couldn't keep her father's name Carlysle and choose to use what her mother was apparently named, Darkholm.
She eventually made it to New York and, as she had no Marketable Skills other than her body, She went into Prostitution. Her biggest issue here was her own Greed probably. She would often Change forms to fit her clients preferences beforehand so she would get paid far more than usual. But sadly, this was eventually found out and she was captured with the intention to be sold of. Before that could happen, she was saved by the Dahlias after which she stayed with them. To bad that no one foresaw hoe they would eventually be betrayed and sold of like the very girls they wanted to Protect...She would never forget that terrible time...
Just as she would never forget how abruptly it ended. No warning, no buildup. Just Kazan showing up one day with a little girl and saying she was free to go. The first night she spent at Jeanne's Apartment felt so unreal, she could barely believe it when she awoke the day after. A twelve year old girl with strange Powers, connections and was horny as a teenager...And she felt happier than ever because of her...
Her true form had usually evoked disgust and was part of the reason her life had even gone to hell. The best treatment she had ever gotten was from the Dahlia's. They treated her as an equal and not as a monster or abomination. But even so, while not cruel or distant, she could still sense the slight discomfort they had around her. So having someone actually desire her true form, rather than her imitations, was a completely foreign idea. Its Probably the reason she cared so much for the little pervert and her advances. Jeanne truly was something else.
Even now, Vanessa can't believe her situation. She's an ocean away from home and is now among the Elite of the World. She would never have expected to ever see any of these people, much less share a room with them. But here she was and although she wants to see what high dining and the likes of it have to offer, she came here with a job to do.
To tell the truth, she was expecting something more sinister from Jeanne than making a business deal. Though she will admit that some aspects of her assignment were eluding to a greater danger and bigger plot going on in the Background. She just hoped Jeanne knew what she was doing.
Looking around the restaurant, she finally sees her target in a lone booth over in the smoker's area. He's seated just adjacent to one of the Flat screens that will broadcast the race, as he probably wishes to see it. The older man is smoking a cigar and has a whiskey bottle next to a glass of ice standing on his table. Jeanne did mention he was recovering from a bad demotion, so she was expecting it. If she recalled he went from a 3 Star Lieutenant General to a 1 Star Brigadier General. Not to mention he was transferred to what was basically a glorified desk job handling logistics and purchases of the Army.
Making her way just next to him, Vanessa addresses the man:" Brigadier General Ross?"
The older man looked to her in confusion:" What do you want?" He asks in a gruff tone.
"Just a moment of your time if possible" she asks.
He stares in suspicion before gesturing to the the adjacent seat:" Do what you want then"
Vanessa takes the seat and lays some folder onto the table. Ross stares at them for a second before asking:" You're the first representative of these tech giants and Party kids to actually talk to me. And here I was expecting to be alone with my drink."
Its now Vanessa's turn to be confused:" Weren't you invited in the first place to further deals with the US Military?"
He simply chuckles at the question:" Oh please, as if I actually have any say in those contracts. Those are done by bureaucrats in Washington who just want to line their Pockets. I'm just the idiot who actually has to do the paperwork and I'm only here so you Bastards can pretend we're actually friends."
Ross pauses as he taps his cigar over an ashtray:" You actually make me sick. You know there once was a time When War wasn't seen as a business but rather a last resort when all else had failed. Now the US actually wants it, or rather it cant live without it anymore, With how much of our economy is built upon the Military-industrial Complex? No...No..No.. Money is wasted and soldiers lives are thrown away. Perhaps it all was once to bring freedom and all that, but today it's all about the money to be made. Ever since Stark got out, you and the rest of those cockroaches came out to get what he left behind. The only thing that has changed is that we get crappier equipment. And if things with congress continue as they do, then everything Stark and the Captain have accomplished in the Middle-east will go to waste."
Vanessa smiles as she quickly puts up her hands as she interrupts him:" I'm sorry but I think you have the wrong impression of me. While not entirely wrong, I'm here two propose a deal that would benefit my employer and yourself."
He raises his eyebrows in question:" Oh? And just who are you representing?"
Vanessa smiles once again:" I apologize, but I cant divulge that until you've agreed to our deal. You see me and my employer could otherwise be imprisoned should you turn against us"
His eyes widen in interest as he hears this. After taking a puff from his cigar, he says:" Well this ought to be interesting...Lay it on me then."
"Well for one, even though we are a weapons manufacturer, we also plan on expanding in the tech and energy sector, as well as Pharmaceuticals. So having military spending decrease isn't that big an issue for us. Unlike most competitors, our Owner is somewhat...altruistic."
Hah! I''ll believe it when I see it lady. Not one second earlier" Ross grunts at her explanation.
Vanessa coughs before continuing:" As I was saying. Our owner is altruistic to a degree and as it happens, wishes for the situation in the middle east to stabilize. I hope you are aware of how important the "Iron Man" is for that cause.?
He nods:" He's the Nuclear deterrent. But not for long until congress confiscates his suits and hands them to an idiot like Hammer. I'd bet good money some second rate ripoff would immediately appear in the enemies hands so we can once again escalate the conflict."
Vanessa nods:" very true actually. Its partially why I'm here. We wanted to approach you concerning our suspicion that Hammer industries is trying just that. To ruin Stark's credibility which he gained in the senate hearing a few days ago."
Ross' eyes sharpen in suspicion:" Hammer? I know the man is a weasel who got most of his contracts through backdoor deals but this is stretching it a bit concerning what he's capable of. Do you have any Proof."
Vanessa nods slightly:" Hammer was humiliated and had some of his contracts nearly canceled because of it. One could think his carrier may be in jeopardy. And a man fearing for his livelihood tends to make stupid decisions" She says while bringing out a tablet and bringing up a picture of Ivan Vanko. She quickly gives Ross a quick rundown on his backstory and motives. The last picture shows him moving around a van with the slight outline of an armor being seen within. (The picture was taken for this exact purpose)
" He has made various purchases over the Black market and most of the Precious materials and advanced engineering equipment along with a large sum of money were all transferred to him from a location in Queens, New York. These aren't the type of things an average Joe could acquire. This requires someone with more resources and capital."
"And Hammer Industries HQ happens to be in Queens. Nice connection you have there, but it could hardly be held as proof." Ross says resolutely.
"That is sadly correct, but this doesn't change the fact that a functional iron man replica was built and the user wishes to kill Stark."
"You have an idea as to when he's going to try it?" Ross asks while staring at Vanko's Picture
"In about twenty minutes or so. Maybe even less actually" She answers.
Ross begins to violently cough at the revelation:" Are you saying he's here! Now! I thought you wanted Stark alive, why didn't you tell anyone?"
Vanessa calmly continues:" There is no cause for concern General. We have sent an agent of ourselves to handle the situation. As a matter of fact, she can be seen right over there:" Vanessa points to a table on the other side of the Restaurant.
Ross follows her line of sight and sees an attractive brunette speaking with a man he knew:" Coulson huh. So I guess SHIELD has this covered along with your woman over there...Then why the hell are you telling me any of this?"
Vanessa smiles slightly:" Ah yes. Its because we have our own rewards to gain from this event. As I mentioned earlier, Hammer's connection to Vanko is impossible to prove. At the moment at least"
"Meaning this will no longer be the case soon?" Ross asks as he takes a sip from his whiskey.
"Correct. While our agent will do their best to protect Stark, we also wish for Vanko to flee into the hands of his benefactor, Hammer. He will use Vanko to directly build him suits of his own to have the Pentagon's now highly induced need for armored suits be sated by him."
"You're implying he plans to create the need for a product he would be the first to be capable of supplying. And with Stark under pressure and possibly having his suits confiscated, Hammer would receive both designs. And if There's no doubt in my mind that some inferior designs will end up in for instance the hand of the ten rings. They could blame it solely on Vanko's underground dealings and everyone would believe it. This would only escalate any conflicts and therefore greatly increase Military spending for a product on which Hammer would have a monopoly of...If its true then we'll have a serious Problem...But you still haven't given any proof or explained the need to inform me. What do you want and what do you want from me!" He grows louder once again.
Vanessa relents then:" Truthfully, we need a friend in the military with some pull. Other than that, we want to bring Hammer crashing down."
"And take his contracts and replace him yes?" Ross interjects.
Vanessa reluctantly answers "More or less yes. And in return, we would help you rise up in the ranks once again."
"Hoh? And how would you accomplish that?" he asks. Vanessa in return uses the tablet and activates a live camera feed.
"This is a live feed from Justin Hammers Hanger here in Monaco. We believe he will rendezvous with Vanko here after the fight with Stark. The camera is well hidden but sadly cannot record sound due to its size. The direct connection is detailed in the tablet." She says while handing it to him. He eventually accepts and takes it form her. "Simply put, we want you to collect evidence against Hammer and be the one to bring him down in the end and liquidate his company. You get the credit and get your old standing back and become our ally in the long run."
Ross thinks about the idea for a bit before asking:" And why would Hammer expose himself after this? Sure I can pull some strings to run a hidden investigation on him, but if he's careful with Vanko, then we wont get anything. And even if recording the Hanger pans out, without sound he could paint it as a kidnapping or something of the sort. Believe me, Hammer is the type of bug who doesn't die when he's squashed. He'll get out of any conviction and any proper Proof will be impossible to gain if Vanko doesn't show up again."
Vanessa collects her thoughts before answering:" Well don't be so sure. Hammer thinks he can contain Vanko, but the Russian doesn't care the least for his goals. He only wants Stark and Hammer would provide another great opportunity within a month from now"
Ross' eyes widen in apprehension:" The Stark Expo...Hammer reserved a panel and will try to unveil whatever Vanko will have made for him...And Vanko will most certainly try to kill Stark once more. Is that what you're saying?"
"Exactly. Now then, you know whats at stake and you know what you could gain..." Vanessa holds out her hand" Do we have a deal General?"
Ross thinks about his options for a bit before eventually stating:" If everything gone according to your plan, why would I continue working with you rather than pursuing my own goals?"
Vanessa once again gestures to the tablet and receives it from him. She accesses a Video File and hands it back to Ross. On it, DR Samuel Sterns can be seen entering. As Ross watches the video, he asks in bewilderment:" You...You were the ones who got Sterns and Banner's Blood! And...And...whats happening:" He asks as a red glow envelopes the stump of one Ellen Brandt. As her injuries heal, the gears start turning within Ross' Head. His Soldiers would be completely without cognitive impairment and could be healed from virtually any injury. After the video finishes, he slowly turns the tablet of. He is quiet for a few seconds before looking at Vanessa with a smirk of his own:" Well its no Super soldier, but its definitely the next best thing. I can certainly see why you wanted to keep yourself secret at first considering just what you acquired. How many of those have you made so far?"
Vanessa smiles at his new enthusiasm:" We just started Mass production actually. I take it you're in then?"
"I most certainly am" He says while reaching out with his Arm:" Who do I have the pleasure of working with?"
Vanessa shakes his hand:" Shiki Ryougi. Here to represent AIM."
"Hah, you guys really were more than meets the eye. At the very least when you replace Hammer, then we get some quality Equipment once again. And at the best, you pave the way of creating a new generation of Super soldiers."
And with this meeting, a new Alliance was forged that would change the fate of America forever more.
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I chuckle as Vanessa finishes her story:" You seem to have handled yourself quite well." I give her a short kiss" Good job Vanessa."
She reciprocates the kiss and moans out:" Ahh..Well I'm...I'm not doing it again I can tell you that. Christ that was scary! So much went off script you know!" She complains as I continue fondling her breasts.
I suck on her ear before answering:" Well you did it anyway. And I do think you deserve a reward for it." I whisper in her ears.
She immediately blushes before nodding:" ah...yes..please."
I simply smile as I cast my magic. This is going to take a while.
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Meanwhile
Penthouse Suite, Hotel de Paris
Within one of the most luxurious rooms of the Hotel, sits Tony Stark. The man looks down at his arm which was currently held in a sling. He still couldn't move it that much other than flexing a few muscles. Even so he was thankful that he hadn't lost it. And if Penning was telling the truth, he may have it repaired within a week...That is if Coulson didn't actually kill her when she disappeared.
What plagued Stark the most was what she had promised: A replacement for Palladium...If anything, it was too good to be true. He was dead set on dying to be honest. He had already checked all know elements, any isotopes, heck he even stole some milligrams from his wife's shield to look for a suitable replacement...The only thing that could wok Is a new element and he doubts Penning has it. He only hopes that she will shut up about his condition and wont ell anyone about...He had to do that on his own.
Another thing that he couldn't fathom was what had happened earlier. A suit, while not as good as his own back home, still kicked the living shit out of him. He doesn't want to admit it, but he was truly afraid in that moment. And the issues that will come from this are even worse. Coulson said he would debrief them shortly...The fact that Penning was here was quite suspect, but apparently she called the others to actions as soon as he started racing. Not to mention she drove the angry bastard of. He really does owe Penning quite a debt for saving his ass...
Stark is shaken from his thoughts, by his Shoulder being tapped. He turns around and looks into his wife's very concerned eyes:" Whats wrong Hun? Still feeling a bit woozy?" He quickly asks
She gives a light smile but still shows concern:" I'm not the one who got their arm sliced of. Are you sure you're of:" She ask while placing her hand on his chest.
He quickly turns away at her touch and gets up from the bed:" Yeah. Like I said, don't worry. The arm's a bit floppy, but other than that, I'm right as rain." He quickly lied. He had been keeping her from seeing his Palladium Poisoning for quite some time and this was just another instance. He felt bad at lying to her, but he honestly didn't want to put that burden on her.
While he pondered this, Stephanie merely sighed out:" S..Sure. If you say so."Stark with all his foresight, was sadly to dense to see what sort of rift he was causing within his marriage. As he pondered the nature of Vanko, his reactor and the Mystery of Moira Penning, his wife had completely differing thoughts.
Stephanie had been married to Stark for over 15 years now and for the first time, she was having doubts. Even after his return from Afghanistan and the addition to the rector to his chest, they recovered and faced it together. After Stane's betrayal, a man who was a second Father to Tony, they persevered. Even after that terrible event that occurred over a decade ago, they kept going.
But now, without any warning, he started distancing himself. And in more ways than one. It just happened one day, no warning, no Reason. He stopped sleeping with her, kept staying in the lab instead, avoided her during their usual intimacy,: Showers ,cuddles, any romantic activity actually. Its no secret that Stark had quite the Libido and he kept using it over the years. For the entirety of their marriage, he was insatiable and with time Stephanie learned to love it. So to suddenly be deprived of such an integral part of her Marriage was quite the shock. She thought at first that be was going through a faze or simply not in the mood(Something that's as rare as a blue moon) but it simply never ended.
So as expected, she was also concerned that he had been losing interest and no longer trusted her to some degree. She could lie and say that its fine, but it truly wasn't...Because of it, she had been suspecting something else. Something that truly scares her. She was attentive of Tony, even if he tried to hide things. He was looking unhealthier by the day and she was getting worried. She wasn't an expert on science or Biology, but she could sense something was wrong.
...And then there is his self destructive behavior recently. His drinking, him making Pepper CEO(While she more than deserved it and was truly capable, it had come out of nowhere) And now this race. He should never have gone and he should've told her about it. She was truly furious with him, but seeing him have is arm sliced of and nearly die as well. It shook her to her core and it only worsened this mess. She didn't want to lose Tony...She cant!...and she was helpless today. Useless in the face of such a threat...
Stephanie shakes herself out of her thoughts and faces her husband. He looks in surprise at her serious expression:"Wow? Did I kill a puppy or something?" He asks
She huffs out:" You know exactly what you did Anthony!"
He backs up slightly at the loud tone before sighing: "It was the race wasn't it?" she merely nods in silence before sitting down on the bed. Tony walks over and sits next to her. While still angry, she quickly leans her head on his Shoulder.
Tony silently speaks:" Well you know I'm not the responsible one, Bu" His words are stopped by a pleading look his wive gave him. 'This wasn't the time for a joke' they said.
He eventually wraps his arm around her shoulder:" I wont do it again...I promise."
Steph remains quiet for a while before a silent "You better" is heard. They remain like that for a few minutes before She stands up once again
She faces tony and says:" When er get home...I want you to build me a suit"
His eyes widen at the remark. She continues before he can ask:" We can't have a repeat of today. I...wasn't good enough and you nearly died...I don't want to see something like that ever again."
He smiles at her confession:" don't beat yourself up dear. He caught us of guard. And you bet that I'm making sure all your curves shine through any suit I make for you."
She smacks his shoulder as she begins laughing...even with all the problem recently, they were still deeply in love.
"Hope I'm not interrupting something?" A voice calls out from the entryway. Standing in a suit , though slightly disheveled, Is agent Coulson.
"Phil! No its fine, we just finished talking actually...Any news on our Perp?" Steph asks as she approaches him.
Coulson's Face sours:" Well He... He dropped of our Radar when he flew of after Penning shot him. He does need Medical attention though, so he'll have a hard time escaping. But first let's talk about him and why he was even capable of building that armor" Coulson retells Vanko's Story. While initially shocked at the story and his fathers apparent involvement in it, Tony couldn't deny he wasn't surprised.
Howard turned gruff and cruel in his later years and Tony wont deny he hated him. It stayed that way for a long time until...until Steph came back to the land of the living. She brought a change in his father as she was one of the first people to actively call him out on his bullshit. It was funny, he was physically two years older than her, but lacked all the courage she had. And it really brought something about. Howard started to change, tried reconnecting with his family. Getting close once again. And while it brought a lot of good, It also showed a lot of bad. Howard swept a lot of his sins under the rug and he died before he could reveal them all. It makes sense that one would now rear its ugly head and come to haunt him.
Even so, whatever justification Vanko had once, he clearly crossed lines with this attack and needs to be stopped. While thinking about the Russian who nearly killed him, he thought of something else:' Wait. Did all of this info come from Penning?"
Coulson answers:" Most of it has, but we were able to confirm some things on our end. The First issue we found was that all public records of him and his family were removed from all networks a few days ago. And we doubt Russia will allow us entry anytime soon to investigate that properly. Even so, we were able to dig up some info nether the less. We've gone through some sealed Files concerning Anton Vanko and Howard and have deduced that what Penning said was mostly true. We we're also able to find Ivan's criminal record for trying to sell Weapons-grade Plutonium and his following imprisonment for 15 Years. Its also the reason he was prohibited from purchasing any materials that would be considered dangerous in his hands."
Tony interrupts:" And that's how he met Penning right? Black Market deals. But what did he pay with?
Coulson's eyes widen at the thought:" Moira said he paid with advanced equipment, but she said she wasn't certain if he even could construct an armor. I'd assume she wasn't even aware of him knowing how to build the Arc Reactor."
Tony scoffs:" Tell me Coulson, when has "assuming" something about Moira Penning ever panned out."
Coulson stares in confusion:" I haven't even debriefed you on what she told as. How did you know our Assumptions were wrong?
Tony pauses for a bit:" Well it seems even more now be didn't know about her. I was referring to her abilities. We assumed she was a mutant or something right?"
Coulson nods:" That was the idea yes. You mean she isn't?"
Stark shakes his head at that:" No. we talked with Xaviour a bit after all and got the basics behind it. Mutants, while varied and never the same also have one thing in common. You could put their abilities into a classification. A simple term like regeneration or telekinesis. Well Penning has three of those"
Coulson asks:" Three? I know of her invisibility and healing capabilities. What is the third?"
Tony explains:" Something with her eyes. When she was cheeking my arm, her eyes suddenly turned red and purple. And then she could somehow scan my arm and deduce that I had nerve damage, among other things." Before any of them can inquire about that, he continues:" My point is, a Mutation leaves you with one ability and this isn't that. This is modification and I think she wants more. Her dealings with Vanko, kidnapping Sterns and getting Hulk's Blood. If we aren't dealing with some shadow organization here, then we are definitely dealing with a Megalomaniac! Its a definite possibility Coulson."
The agent mulls over what he was just told and says:" no you're right...and with what we've learned, its more than possible but rather probable even. I was able to have a small chat with her before the fight with Vanko started and it was rather relieving...She kidnapped Sterns on her own among other things" With that, he speaks of what he had learned from Penning and the group grew more certain of their newest theory. He also showed them the video of Stern's experiment and asked for Stark's opinion concerning the Phone
Tony inspects it for a while before answering: "Its a simple burner and it had all identifying factors removed. Pretty sure our only method in which this could be useful is by tracking her location when you call her. Other than that its useless...Say, what about that Brandt Woman, the test subject?
"She's in upstate New York and we already dispatched some agents to bring her in. I doubt she'll be useful, considering Penning is giving her up just like that. Maybe some blood work could help but we aren't sure if we'll get anything. And I doubt she'll now where their lab is, she probably had a bag over her head the entire time." Coulson theories.
Steph however figures something out:" Well even so, she would now how she was transported right? Is she was driven, I'm sure she could've counted the time to her destination. If we factor that in, we could limit our search radius by a considerable amount."
Tony thinks about it:" Not a bad idea...limiting it to a single state is a big step forward to getting her."
After a while, the captain turns to Coulson once again:" You deduced earlier that she called Stern's work a product and must therefore have either a company backing her or actually owns one. Do you have any suspects?"
Coulson nods:" Well they would require both the resources and capital to not only hide him, but also provide him with the required Materials. Not a lot of Companies fit that Bill...we should start with the companies big in the Pharmaceutical industry. Rand Enterprises and Oscorp are our best bets for now. If that doesn't pan out, we go into the energy and weapons industry considering her interest in Vanko and your own schematics half a year ago...That would bring us to Oscorp again, Roxxon, Frost Steel, Hammer Industries and that newcomer AIM."
Stark snorts at one of the names:" You can take Frost out of the picture. That woman would never let Moira expose herself as she has. Even with three abilities, Moira would be too big a risk for Frost.. There's no way she's involved with her."
Coulson quickly asks:" Well is not always just Emma. What about the Hellfire club then? Do you think they are involved?"
Stark thinks before answering:" No. They would have told us to back of by now if Penning was one of theirs. And they would have told her to keep silent as well. Its the same thing honestly. Though I only know Frost and I do believe she isn't that high ranking in the club actually, or at least as far as I recall she was basically used a as trophy wife or something. I don't know as I always rejected their invitations and I don't know if things have changed since Howard was a part of it,
Coulson continues:" So it's back to the others then...You know, Justin hammer was one of the few people actually here. With his contracts in jeopardy, him getting Vanko's tech would win him the congress' favor once more. I know it doesn't quite fit his profile, but Penning has the charisma to walk all over him. Its definitely a possibility we shouldn't overlook..." He pauses for a bit" I think we may have a decent chance at finding and capturing her in this case. We-."
Stephanie thought about a few things that didn't add up and interrupts:" Speaking of overlooking, are we sure Penning is...bad so to say?"
Tony turns to her and asks:" what do you mean?
She continues:" I mean, even if these theories prove true, it still doesn't explain why she was here today. She had nothing to gain by involving herself her and only ended up helping and even saving our lives. Now we plan on hunting her down based on suspicions and I...I don't really think its right."
Tony merely looks at her in understanding before Coulson continues:" Look, I know she helped us and she's generally done good things without reward ever since we first came into contact with her. But this is all we know about her. Other than that, she's a ghost and we don't know her motives...look I'm talking to fury and a few others after this, and I don't think our decisions concerning her will change much. We still want her for the Avengers initiative, but we also need to know what her deal is. She doesn't fit the Mindset of a power hungry Lunatic, but she's still to dangerous to be left alone."
Rogers turns her head as a pit forms in her stomach. She reluctantly nods at his assessment.
With that all done, Coulson says his farewells and leaves the room. Closing the door, he's greeted by Pepper Potts Secretary Natalie Rushman:" Miss Rushman, I'm Agent Coulson with the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. May I have a moment to speak to you in private?"
She stutters out :' Ahh.. Sure... ah.. lead the way then."
With that, the two head to a lower floor and enter Coulsons own Hotel room. After the door closes behind them, the Persona of Natalie Rushman is promptly discarded:" What do you need Phil? Are you sending me after Vanko? Natasha Romanov asks.
"No, you're to stay with your current assignment for now. This is actually a more personal matter for you." He say while reaching into a bag he had brought along. He eventually pulls out an ornate music box and hands it towards Natasha" Do you recognize it?"
She gently takes the music box into her hands:" I...I'm not sure actually. Where did this come from?"
"Penning apparently found it in Russia not to long ago. She said it belonged to your family and some pictures in the hidden compartment just to the side seem to support that."
At his suggestion, Romanov opens up the compartment and finds the picture. The similarities in their faces and the blurry memories she recalls shake her to the core. While she wasn't sure if she was really related to them, she didn't deny the Possibility. After a few seconds, she places the pictures back and turns the key to activate the box itself. The lid pops up and two figures begin dancing while a lovely Melody plays.
A few seconds into the song, Coulson asks:" Natasha...Are you ok?"
She turns to him in confusion, only to feel a cold liquid run down her face. Raising her hand to inspect it, she realizes that she had been crying:" I...I...I know this song Coulson" She turns to look at the box once again:" I'm certain of it...someone used to sing me this melody...I...I."
Sh pauses completely as the song continues to play. A few seconds pass after it finishes until She finally speaks up:" You said Penning got this?"
"Yeah, seems she knows a bit about who you are."
"I see...Coulson? Could you maybe leave me alone for a bit? Id rather not talk to anyone right now." She says while still inspecting the Music Box.
Coulson turns to the door:" Sure... call me when you're feeling better, ok?" She merely nods at his request.
With that, Coulson finally leaves the Hotel room. While outside, he realizes that that had been his own room and he now had nowhere to go...
'May as well finish my dinner then, considering Penning interrupted me.' He thinks while heading towards the elevator. He passes by a few rooms when a sudden scream pulls his attention.
Locating the room in question, he heads toward the door from which the scream originated from. He slowly takes the safety of his gun as he hears another cry. This one came with words though
"Oh God Jeanne!...Ahh haaaa Please!... I'm at my limit...I cant!... I'm cumming!" He hears a moaning scream accompanied by the distinct sound of flesh slapping together.
Coulson backs away from the door while securing his gun once more. To think he nearly jumped in on them...Now that he thinks about it, these People are a bit to eager, considering that just a few hours ago the road outside was filled with explosions and the sounds of Battle.
Turning back towards the elevator, Coulson merely thinks about what he'll order from the menu downstairs while actively ignoring the moans coming from that room.
Some people really were unscrupulous.
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