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’...Amidst controversy about the announcement that continued use of Stark Industries technology in Trasnia will result in the intervention of Iron Man, Tony Stark has taken an impromptu vacation with his former military liaison James Rhodes. As another attack is reportedly underway in Trasnia our sources indicate that despite warnings from the state department, that intervention could result in prosecution, Tony Stark was adamant to ‘cease his legacy of murder, whatever the cost’ now onto the latest from Kord industries…’
Footsteps heavy on old stone cobbles. Frantic breathing, screams in the distance as chaos spread through the small border town of Velinsky. A man ran through the street, he tripped over a knocked over stroller. Dragging himself to his feet he winced as a coffee shop beside him exploded. Throwing his hands up to protect his face from falling debris he felt glass slice into his arms. The fire of pain spread through his body, his limbs feeling heavy as he lifted himself again. Ignoring the blood that was pouring out of his arms. He could hear other people running, see them alongside him but they did not register in his conscious mind. What mattered was the border. There was a checkpoint only a mile away from the edge of town, the Sokovians had guns. They could protect him.
There was a thud ahead, a figure slightly larger than a man crashed into the street in front of him. Standing up it raised its arm and flame spat forth. <No. No no no no no.*> Skidding to a halt he dove into some kind of mechanic workshop. THUNK, THUNK, THUNK. He turned to look behind himself, he could hear the footsteps coming. Panic enveloped him, he was breathing but not receiving any air. He fell, turning to face his pursuer he tried pushing himself away along the ground as a sword of energy came out of the robotic mans wrist. In the distance he could hear the thunder of more suits coming. He bowed his head as the suit came right up to him. “ Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un-” the prayer came out of his lips in broken sobs. A scream leaving his lips as the ceiling crashed just as the sword was raised for the final swing.
CLANG
He opened up his eyes, as the rough metallic suit was thrown out of the building, crashing through a wall. Before him stood another suit, red and gold. Towering over him.
As the enemy suit reappeared at the door with two of its friends, they all raised their hands in unison. A trio of repulsor beams lancing out to hit the suit. Tony spun on his heel and crouched himself over the fallen man. The strikes hitting his armour, he could feel the force of the blows.“Shielding appears to be holding steady sir.” As they stopped firing Tony stood up, turning to face the enemy suits. If they could have seen his face all they would have seen was a grimace as he raised his left arm, clenching his fist till the knuckles were white the chaingun mounted on his wrist started spinning up.
“Okay. My turn.” Depressing his thumb into a button that wasn’t actually there small energy pellets were fired at the suits, they raised their arms to try and protect their faces. Tony pushing forward as he did so, gaining ground against the Iron Men he grabbed the one in the middle by the helmet with his right arm as he stopped firing, swinging it into the one on the left as he attempted to grab the one on the left with his other hand, however it ducked below his grasp and dashed into his midsection. Arms around his waist and pushing. As Tony was knocked back he dropped the one he was holding. Reaching around he grabbed the one pushing his midsection around its own waist. Squeezing tight he pulled back, flipping himself onto his back and throwing his attacker up through the roof behind him. Tony saw one of the other two suits push himself up into the air with repulsors, activate its energy sword in an attempt to impale him. Moving in a roll red warning lights flashed as the sword nicked his right arm.
Tony swore. He should have compensated for the decrease in mobility, while the Mark 7 was his most physically strongest suit it was the slowest as of a result. Well, slower than everything after the Mark 1. He flicked a switch with his tongue, cutting his speakers so that what he was saying wasn’t transmitted externally. “Jarvis, what the hell was that?” He backed up as a scanner focused on the energy blade, scanning it. He stood with his hands down at his side, ready to move as he and his target circled each other. “It cut right through my shielding.”
“Scanning…” Tony raised his right palm in a repulsor blast as the man charged him, firing the suit of armour deflected it. He fired a couple of more shots in quick succession, then as the blade came down he drove his knee up towards the abdomen of the man. Knocking the suited soldier backwards as he felt another one try and wrap its arms around his shoulder. “Enemy units appear to be utilising some form of repulsor based blade.” Well at least while they were stealing his technology they were doing something new and original with it. A rocket pod came out of his shoulder, turning and firing at the suit behind him blasting it off. By this point all three suits surrounded him again. All of them deploying swords.
Tony moved his legs apart to brace his body as the three of them surrounded him. <”We’ve been expecting you Iron Man. Now prepare to meet your end.*”>
The roof collapsed as three more suits crashed through the roof. This was going ot be a long day.
*Translated from Trasnian.
