Ch 2

Tony Stark visited the whip man in his prison.

"The whips were decent." Stark said.

"Repulsor energy focused through ionized plasma channels. Impressive but not very efficient. How'd you make it anyways?"

"You come from a corrupt family. And now you pretend to be some hero and you forget all the minor people the Stark family has destroyed." The whip man replied. "Anton Vanko made those whips."

"Never heard of him." Stark said.

"Of course you wouldn't have heard of him." The whip man replied. "My father is the reason you're alive."

"No, it's because you took a shot and you missed." Stark said.
"Did I?" The whip man asked. "People believe in Iron-Man and the Avengers. If you can make them bleed then people will cease to believe in them. The truth is all I have to do is sit here and watch what happens."

"Yeah, where will you be watching what happens? In a prison cell. I'll send you the autograph if you like." Stark replied before he got up to leave. The whip man grinned after him eerily.

Stark shook his head as he went out. The guy was insane. He didn't even remember why he'd come to the prison. But what the guy said would never happen. Would it?

Nah, don't have to worry. And anyways I'm Iron-Man. Stark thought. Even if he breaks out I'll put him in jail again. What could possibly go wrong?

The answer: A lot.