Iron Woman - (Fem Iron man X Pepper)

Chapter 20 - Race Disaster

I smile as I get into the race car....I'm already dying so might as well do something fun. And I own this race car...so might as well drive it!

I rev up the engine as the race starts, taking off with the others. I could feel the thrill as I go faster, turning each corner with speed. 

I didn't really care at this moment if I crashed, I was having fun. I laugh as I drift on the corner, passing another car.

As I turn another corner I see a man walking in the road, some sort of device on his chest. Cars were crashed and split everywhere.

As I go to drive past him, he uses his whip to slice off the front of my car. Sending me flipping and crashing to the side. I throw off my helmet and look up to see cars crashing behind him as he walks closer.

I had to think quick...when he wasn't looking I slipped out of my seat and hid behind. I find a can and lunge you at him, hitting his head. I fall back as his whip hits my can, making him hurl the whip at me again and again. The whip hits right between my legs. After dodging three more strikes, I get up to run.

His whip hits my legs, making me fall into a crashed car. I fall down to see fuel spilling out...I could see him in the small mirror of the car. As he readies his whip, I jump up and out of the way as he strikes the fuel....causing a huge explosion.

I take notice that my arm was on fire, I quickly put it out, looking up to see a car coming. The car rams into the man as I jump up onto the fence out of the way.

"Are you okay?" Happy yells.

"Yeah.." I walk to Happy. "Were you heading for me or him?" I ask.

"I was trying to scare him." Happy says.

"Cause I can't tell!" I yell.

"Are you out of your mind?" Pepper screams.

"Better security." I point.

"Get in the car right now!" Pepper yells.

"I was attacked. We need better security." I walk around the car.
"You're CEO. Better security measures. God, it's embarrassing." As I open the door, it is sliced off.

"Oh my God!" Pepper screams.

Happy reverses a bit and runs into the man agains. "I got him!"

"Hit him again. Hit him again." I yell.

"Take the case! Take it!" Pepper yells. As the car keeps going back and forth I try to grab my case.

Suddenly the car stops and the man slices the car in half. I hurry to Pepper's side as she freaks out, "Give me the case! Please! Come on!" Pepper throws the case, I push my foot into it and grab two handles. It locks on my arms and chest, slowly building down my legs and my head.

As the suit is fully on, I kick the car away, only to be hit with the mans whip as I try to blast him. With each blast he dodges.

I get tangled in the whips, causing him to throw me back and forth. I get tired of this and stare up at him angrily, tangling myself more into the whips, causing more damage to the suit as I get closer. I pick him up and slam flip him over me, slamming him on the ground.

I pull out the device in his chest as the cops get him. He look up at me and spits blood out, "You'll lose!" He laughs loudly.

I stare back down at his device...it was similar to my Arc Reactor.

I instantly crush it.

I walk down the dark hall to the prison....I was crazy for wanting to go seem this man but....I had to. "On a vérifié ses empreintes et on n'a rien trouvé, même pas son nom." (We ran his prints. We got nothing back, not even a name.))

"Où allons-nous?" (Where are we going?) I ask.

"Par là. En fait on ne sait même pas s'il parle. Il a pas dit un mot depuis qu'il est arrivé, pas un son." (Over there. We're not even sure he speaks English. He hasn't said a word since he got here.)

"Cinq minutes." (Five minutes.) I nod. I walk inside to see the man sitting in his underwear, "Pretty decent tech. Cycles per second were a little low. You could have doubled up your rotations. You focused the repulsor energy through ionised plasma channels. It's effective. Not very efficient. But it's a passable knock-off. I don't get it. A little fine tuning you could have made a solid pay check. You could have sold it to North Korea, China, Iran, or gone onto the black market. You look like you got friends in low places." I sit down.

"You come from a family of thieves and butchers. And now, like all guilty men, you try to rewrite your own history. And you forget all the lives the Stark family has destroyed." The man says, he had a thick accent.

"Speaking of thieves, where did you get this design?" I ask.

"My father. Anton Vanko."

"Well, I never heard of him." I look over at him.

"My father is the reason you're alive."

"The reason I'm alive is 'cause you had a shot, you took it, you missed." I say.

"Did I? If you can make God bleed, the people will cease to believe in him. And there will be blood in the water. And the sharks will come. The truth, all I have to do is sit here and watch as the world will consume you."

"Where will you be watching the world consume me from? That's right. A prison cell. I'll send you a bar of soap." I get up and walk to the door.

"Hey, Y/N. Before you go, palladium in the chest, painful way to die."

I stare back at him angrily before knocking and leaving.

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I stand in the small doorway to my plane, looking over at Pepper was watching Senator Stern on the news. "It's just unbelievable. It proves that the genie is out of the bottle and this woman has no idea what she's doing. She thinks of the Iron Woman weapon as a toy. I was at a hearing where Miss Stark, in fact, was adamant that these suits can't exist anywhere else, don't exist anywhere else, never will exist anywhere else, at least for five to ten years, and here we are in Monaco realising, These suits exist now."

"Mute. He should be giving me a medal. That's the truth." I say as I sit down across from her.

"What is that?" She points to the small tray.

"This is your in-flight meal." I open it to reveal a plate of food....it didn't really look too good.

"Did you just make that?"

"Yeah. Where do you think I've been for three hours?" I smile.

"Y/N, what are you not telling me?"

"I don't want to go home. At all. Let's cancel my birthday party and...We're in Europe. Let's go to Venice, Cipriani. Remember?" I ask.

"Oh, yes."

"It's a great place to be healthy." I smile softly.

"I don't think this is the right time. We're in kind of a mess."

I shake my head, "Yeah, but maybe that's why it's the best time. 'Cause then we can..."

"Well, I think as the CEO I need to show up."

"As CEO, you are entitled to a leave." I nod.

"A leave?"

"A company retreat." I nod.

"A retreat? During a time like this?"

"Just a ride. Well, I'm just saying, to recharge our batteries and figure it all out." I sigh.

"Not everybody runs on batteries Y/N."