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CHAPTER 3: Mark II

"You were only missing for two weeks?" I asked looking over his injurys. A broken arm, cuts bruises, nothing EXTREMELY bad. My dad glanced at Pepper, a puzzled look on his face.

"How long have you known I was missing?" he asked.

"About two weeks. Why?" I asked. glancing at Pepper.

"Son, I was missing for a month and a half. It felt alot longer to me because I was locked in a dark cave with no sign of natural light." Okay, I was officialy confused.

"I told you later on because I knew it would ruin your trip. So, I waited untill you were almost coming back." Pepper told me.

"Pepper, next time please tell me when my father is missing the day he goes missing." I asked Pepper, not really mad at her. I knew she did it so she wouldn't ruin my trip at my best friends house.


"Son, I want you to see this." My father called me over the intercom. He was in our personal shop below the mansion. Only three people knew the code to get in, me, my dad, and Pepper. I slid down the railing to the glass door to the shop. I typed in the code and the door slid open.

"What's up Dad?" I asked. He was working on something on the 3-D projector system, casually picking stuff out with pliers and tossing them into the vertual-trash. On the computer there was a diagram of a suit labeled MARK II.
"
What's MarkII?" I asked. I noticed he was wearing a muscle shirt, and, when he turned around I saw a glowing blue light in the middle of his chest. It was shinning threw his shirt and was circular.

"Remember the big Arc Reactor we built acouble years back? You were, what, ten? Anyway, while I was held hostage I created a Mini-Arc-Reactor which is keeping me alive right now. I made this because I had shrapnel from an explosion heading towards my heart, and this keeps it from killing me. Do you get it?" I shifted my weight to my other foot.

"Dad, I grew up with you, I understand everything. It's a little much to take in all at once but, I get it. Oh, and, Dad? I was eleven when we built the Arc Reactor." I walked over to stand by him. "What's up with the suit?" I asked, nodding towards the computer.

"That," he started, still removing parts from whatever he was working on, "is how I escaped, and that," he pointed at the computer, "is what we are making." He hit a button and the blown-up 3-D vertual blue prints formed together to show the same suit as on the computer.

I walked over to it and grabed the air where the leg of the suit was, I gentley puled up and the suit moved with my hand to reveal rockets on the bottom of the silver boots.

"Okay, so when do we start?" I asked. "Is this your next big weapon?"

"Well I sort of quit the weapon buisnes. While I was captured Isaw that people were buying our weapons and using them against us. We will use this suit to destoy all of our weapons." I wondered if I heared him right.

"Did you say 'we will use this suit,'meaning I get one two?" I asked hopefully.

"Ofcourse, I'll fight, you'll destroy." he said smiling.

"SWEET!" I yelled, punching the air. "So, what do we call it?" I asked even though I already knew.

"The Mark II." he replied.

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