TRADE UP
In the teleportation room of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helocarrier, Baron Zemo, as well as eight agents with a floating cart, were waiting for two people to arrive. Moments later, two flashes of light occurred on the pads, and the two guests they were waiting for, such as the frozen Thor and a battle-damaged Norman Osborn, finally appeared. Five of the agents wasted no time in picking up the motionless Thor via metal gloves to protect them from the yellow energy that consumed the Thunder God. They then picked him up, albeit some difficulty because of how much Thor actually weighed, then loaded him on to the cart.
As agents then quickly carted the Avenger out of the room, Zemo, along with the two remaining agents, approached Norman, looking up and down at his 'comrade's heavily damaged armor. "Well, Norman," said Zemo with a raised eyebrow. "You look like you've seen better days."
Norman ignored Zemo's comment and stepped off the pad, only to nearly tumble forward, causing the two other agents to catch him. As he was helped back up to his feet, Norman decided to 'take the load off' by saying this voice command. "Armor disengage. Voice code: Greene." Suddenly, the entire front of the armor opens up, allowing Norman, who was wearing a skin-tight bodysuit underneath, to step forward and out of his damaged, as well as now useless armor, which soon fell to pieces.
As the two agents began to pick up pieces of the discarded Iron Patriot armor, one of the agents, a brunette Caucasian woman, looked up to Norman, who by now was leaning his head from side to side to pop the cricks out of his neck. "We already have the other suit waiting for you, sir," she told him, trying to sound profession. "The one that has the specifications you requested."
"Good," Norman replied, sounding relieved but still cold and intimidating. "I've been meaning to trade up anyway."
Zemo briefly took a step back to allow the agents to carry what was left of Norman's armor before walking up to his and speaking to his partner. "I must admit, Norman, you've impressed me," he said calmly. "The way you used the new model of the control collar to defeat the Thunder God was a testament of true cunning. If I were still the leader of H.Y.D.R.A., I would offer you membership."
Norman kept his stone-faced upon being told that, seeing it as an insult as both a businessman and a proud American. "I'm flattered," he replied flatly, with just a hint of sarcasm. "But back to business. Is Iron Man's opponent ready?"
"Of course," Zemo replied. "But given their history together, do you honestly think he can defeat Stark?"
Before answering with words, Norman gave somewhat of a small shrug. "It would be a nice surprise if he did, but it's doubtful," Norman replied honestly. "Still, it doesn't matter. His main job is to soften up Stark so I can take care of him...personally!"