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I found out that the suit had frozen because Tony wanted to go to space. Of course.

Since Tony was out going to a party (which was hosted by him but he was uninvited and no one expected him to go, so naturally he went), I took this chance to investigate the "board meeting" that had kicked Tony out. Finally after breaking a dozen firewalls, I discovered that Obadiah had filed a petition asking for Tony to be removed of his position as CEO. That bastard. I decided to dig dipper and found out that there was some weaponry going missing every once in a while, but it was never noticed since it was well covered. Something in my gut told me it was probably Obadiah.

And it was. When Tony came back, he was pissed as hell. I think, I think he found out about Obadiah also. I quickly went to the safe vents that were in the corner. When Tony was furious, he tended to wreck things in the most creative ways. I learned this the hard way.

Sure enough, I could hear shooting going on in the lab. Apparently, he had been watching the news and all the missing weaponry was suddenly in international TV, shown in the hands of, what I suspect, were the people that had kidnapped him. It was a group called "Ten Rings" or something like that. When I glanced to see what he was breaking now (in case it was a vent or a car *shuddering*), and was not-so-pleasantly surprised with the sight of Tony using his suit now as a weapon by firing beams from his hands and lasering everything in the lab. Mm, for a man that told the world he would no longer build weapons, he is certainly becoming a peace maker.

When all the trashing finally ended, I came out of the safe vents and to the lab vents. From there, I had a clear view of the lab as Tony built yet another suit. This one was finally with the red and gold coloring *happy victory dance*. After making it, he flew away to beat the crap out of his kidnappers in Afghanistan. But this time, I was prepared.

I had established a strong yet discrete connection between my system and the suit, so I could keep track of Tony while he flew away. It's not like I was stalking him, it was just a safety measure in case he decided to, I don't know, go to the freaking moon.

From the footage I received, he had blown up the camp bases of some terrorists. He had saved a man that was a father from being killed so I was okay with this plan of action. He also blew up some very dangerous missiles, which was kind of stupid since they could have exploded and taken a considerable amount of land with them.

Suddenly, in the screen appeared some alert windows warning about Tony being tracked by the army, CIA, FBI, etc. I typed as fast as I could to get their footages of Tony's awesome kick-assing become blurry and undistinguishable. While I couldn't cover the suit completely, I sure as hell could make sure that they wouldn't recognize what it was.

Just when I was going to hack into the FBI and make them watch videos of cats playing the piano, Rhodey's voice filled the room.

"Where are you, Tony?"

After calming from the near heart attack it gave me, I checked and it was a phone call to the suit. Tony gave some half-assed lie of being in a car, which Rhodey didn't bought at all, and tried to make Rhodey hang up. The keyword being tried.

Rhodey suspected that what was in Afghanistan was a missile and not Tony Stark himself in a flying armor. I think he thought Tony wouldn't be so stupid as to go there himself and start shooting people. Luckily, I was not so narrow minded and was aware of the fact that Tony didn't know the meaning of prudence. I'm pretty sure he also doesn't know the meaning of sobriety, but I'm getting away from the point.

The U.S. government then decided that if they didn't know what it was, they would start shooting it. I'm starting to believe that's actually their motto.

It soon became a full-scale race against the firing jets. Tony was winning at first, but they caught up to him rather fast. He blew up their missiles and dodged them, but they just kept going at him. Because he didn't want to kill the pilots, he took cover underneath one of the jets. Even if he was too close for the radar to notice him, he was gripping to hold himself and wouldn't hold for a long time. Tony realized this and called Rhodey to tell him to stop shooting.

"It's me, it's actually me in a flying suit."

Even if I couldn't see Rhodey's face, I'm pretty sure that it was a mixture of horror and disbelief at Tony's level of stupidity.

Unfortunately, the other pilot moved his jet to a position in which it had a clear view of Tony's grasping form. The asshole told the other pilot to shake Tony off and he complied. I cringed, I knew how it felt to be shaken off something with a lot of force and just two tiny arms to hold with.

Tony went flying through the sky and accidentally broke off the wing of the before mentioned asshole. The jet was going down and the pilot ejected his seat. I think karma was in the air because his parachute didn't work. While the guy had been a jerk, he didn't deserve a death like that. Luckily, Tony thought the same thing and went downwards to save the guy.

Apparently, the other pilot decided that it was a great idea to shoot down Tony. Tony evaded him and opened the falling pilot's parachute. Through the phone, I could hear people starting to cheer. Thanks to the commotion, Tony slipped away from the other jet and headed home.

Rhodey was relieved that they were no longer trying to kill Tony but was all bitchy about what had happened. Eh, let him blame it on some training exercise that went wrong.