The next morning was more of your usual. Except instead of going to work you went to your lab in the house. Opening your notifications on your Stark tab, you had one from PAM.
"Hey, what's this about?"
"Remember the rogue communication lines that were going to and from the company?", you nod as PAM continues, "Well, there was one when you were busy. I intercepted it. Would you like to take a look?"
Without waiting for your answer, she pulls up a video on a holo-screen in front of you. It starts with a group of people with cloth covering their faces standing in a semicircle sort of formation. They all had guns in their hands, older models, not Stark tech. In the centre was a chair with a man, he had bandages on his chest and a sack on his head, with his limbs tied to the chair.
As the video progressed and the sack came off, with every word, a cruel-sort of smile grew on your face. By the end you were seated, leaning back on a comfortable chair, the smile having made its home on your face.
"Son of a bitch, it seems like Christmas came early." It seemed like for you, Christmas did come early. Not only did you now have incriminating evidence against Stane, but you also knew that your father was not having a good time and was very alive.
"Maybe Santa thought you were a good boy this year and decided to give you your present early." Quipped PAM. You both chuckle at it, knowing that if anything remotely supernatural was going to take a shining to you, it'd most likely be Satan.
You recognise the language, it is probably Urdu since it sounded so close to Hindi, considering the region that it came from. Your fluency in Hindi meant that you barely needed any translation, if at all. According to what PAM could find, they are a group called 'Ten Rings'. It seems like they go back a long way. Stane should know better than to make enemies out of these people.
Knowing that Tony is alive, a small part of you is almost relieved and you don't like it in the least. But, make no mistake, it's not out of love. You just hate him that much. He can't die just yet. He can't die without knowing everything. He's not allowed to die before he looks into your eyes when he realizes just what he did.
Either way you thought you were over it, but apparently not. Hatred isn't something you entertain, it's a waste of precious energy and emotion on someone you don't even like. Also, feelings give people power over you. You don't wanna have someone you don't like to have power over you.
"It's time," you say as you get up out of your seat and get closer to the screens, " it's time to fill the file."
Understanding what you mean, PAM opens another file under Stane's name. The video goes there along with everything you've managed to get before this by legal means, it's not much though.
"Call his assistant and activate the bug. I assume he isn't in his office?"
"He's not in his office, and calling Daniel."With the bug activated, you'll hear everything he says in his office. You planted it a while ago, undetectable unless active, it's somewhat of a one trick pony. You need information that is going to stand in court, and now is the best time. You need the records of the weapons he sold them, the proof of his involvement with terrorist organizations, his plans for the company, his possession of weapons that were rejected for production.
"Hello, Obadiah Stane's office."
"Hey Daniel, is Obi in?" You practically hear the change in his demeanor at your voice and his sharp inhale.
"Mr. Stark, hello....
and no, im sorry, Mr. Stane is in a meeting at the moment. Was there something you needed?""Yeah, I need the files that he has, it's a bit urgent. Could you send them to me, since he isn't here?"
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FanfictionWhat if Tony stark had a son? Kai 'The Prince' Stark has his entire life planned out. He's been doing very well in keeping everything on track and making sure everything goes just how he wants it. He's used to it all the business sharks, the partys...