Kapitel 16: CHAPTER - 16 { Iron Man vs Iron Monger }
Under the dark sky, glittering were stars distant in space, the moon shone with a silver reflection on the land illuminating everything.
On the top of a huge building, three individuals were present. Two of them were beating up the third person. A young man wearing black outfit, and a cloth tied on his face which covered his nose, and eyes.
"Bitch! What do you think of yourself? A hero? Hahaha!"
"Beat him harder!"
The two held metal pipes, and they hit the young man with them. It was painful and difficult, but the young man endured for a chance.
Just before the young man could grab one of the two individuals, the other one was pulled away. With a scream, the man slammed on the floor.
"Ahhgrr! Fuck!"
The man cried out. Seeing this, his partner was alarmed. He tightened his grip on the metal pipe and looked around.
"Who is it! Who! Come out! Or I will beat you to hell!"
He shouted loudly but other than his partner's cries of pain, he could only hear the soft gust of wind blowing in his ear.
BAM!
A hard object, invisible to naked eyes, struck the man's face and sent him flying to his partner's side. Now both were crying for help.
The young man, who was getting beat up a few seconds ago, stood up on his feet cautiously. He moved his head, and tried to hear.
Similar to the man before, he could also hear only the blowing wind. On the next building's top, two red lights flashed in their direction.
Then as it glowed, it dimmed away.
* * *
After returning from Hell's Kitchen, Creed came to his apartment through the bedroom window. He stopped before the long mirror and viewed himself in it.
Nothing, even if there was light in the bedroom, in the mirror he couldn't see his reflection.
Pressing a button on his digital watch on his right hand, a distortion formed in front of the mirror.
Slowly, his figure revealed itself. Black suit, black gloves and a black mask. Just standing in the dark made it difficult to notice him.
With the cloaking technology, it was impossible. His steps couldn't be heard and his movements couldn't be predicted anymore.
"Hah! It's hot inside."
Taking off the mask, Creed took a deep breath. Tonight was the first testing of the suit. And it was very successful.
"With this suit, I can complete missions much faster. And they won't even know who did it."
He smiled and exhaled. The past few months has been rough on him, all his time was spent inside the bunker.
Now he was out, with a new gear that could make a huge difference between life and death situations.
Knock Knock!
The sound of knocking was heard from the front door. Creed responded with a call and quickly changed the suit with simple wear.
Outside the front door, Karen was waiting for him with a box of home cooked meals.
"Hey."
Creed opened the door and greeted Karen. He saw her smiling back at him and waved her hands that held the meal box.
"I made extra, thinking my neighbor would like to taste my handwork. It's really good!"
"Really?"
He took the box from her hands and looked inside. It was fried rice with lots of pieces of chicken. Just from the smell he could tell it was delicious.
"How rude of me! Please come in."
"No, no! You don't have to! See ya."
Karen proceeded to head back to her room. Creed closed the door and opened the box. It was his dinner for tonight.
Only after testing the suit for a few more times would he make use of it on missions. He wasn't stupid.
Suppose the suit malfunctioned and he became visible at the wrong moment, he would likely hug death.
No way was he going to take such a huge risk.
Tit! Tit! Tit!
His laptop suddenly rang. When he searched for what caused the ringing, he found Skye working on her phone.
'She is trying to hack into the government network.'
Every single movement and procedure that she did to hack the government network was being displayed on the laptop screen.
"She doesn't know that I am seeing everything."
Creed glued his eyes on the screen while chewing on the fried rice from the box. It wasn't everyday one gets to learn new things.
Skye's talent in hacking systems was of big help to Creed. He scrolled through all the data on the screen.
With each passing second, he was growing. A few years ago, he learned that he was quite good at copying others.
Now he could say, copying was true but he took it a step further and was able to perfect what he saw.
Three minutes later, Skye successfully entered the government network. She seems to be collecting information on recent incidents.
'Is she not after me? I thought she would try to find who I was. Then what exactly is she finding?'
She pulled out the Stark Industries' files. Reading it for a while, she pulled more information on Tony Stark.
But Tony Stark had a tight lock on his files that even the government didn't have access to.
Time passed, an hour later. Skye stopped and exited out of the government network. She then turned her phone off.
Leaning back on the sofa, Creed sighed. Nothing useful made out from this investigation performed by Skye.
Most of the files she read were already known to him. One of which was an incident he caused after killing the owner of the Latas Travel.
* * *
Los Angeles.
BOOM!
On the road, suddenly loud explosions were heard. Two objects crashed on a truck and destroyed its carrier.
"Ahhhh!"
"Fuck! What the hell!"
The people were shocked, frightened and utterly stunned. From the flames and smoke, a large humanoid machine walked out.
Same time, another humanoid machine flew up in the air from the smoke, but this one was much smaller than the other one. And it was colored in red and yellow.
"Stop it! You are only creating destruction!"
From his suit, Tony shouted at the other party. Inside the bigger machine, Obadiah Stane, stared at Tony with wide and crazy eyes.
"It's not me who caused this, Tony! It's you!"
Stane then controlled his large suit and launched a rocket punch at Tony. The metal fist slammed on Tony and sent him crashing on the road.
The road was instantly turned into a fight zone. Tony and Stane brawled against each other while one destroyed everything near them in the process.
Bombs, rockets, machine guns, etc. Tony did his best to stop Stane from harming any civilian caught up in their fight.
In this, not far from the two. A little boy, with no one around him, stood near the road and watched the two metal armors try to beat one another.
One of the machine gun bullets shot by Stane at Tony missed and drilled through the air towards the little boy's head.
"!"
The little boy retreated his head subconsciously only to see that the large machine gun bullet had stopped midair just in front of him.
As it lost all its momentum, for unknown reasons like someone had grabbed it, the bullet then fell down on the ground.
The little boy looked down at the bullet which rolled and touched his feet. He raised his head and looked around him but didn't see anyone.
Meanwhile Tony and Stane were flying up in the sky, with Tony being the one to lead.
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