The weekend. Finally. In her softly lit bedroom, Morgan perches on the bed and closes her eyes.
She concentrates. Okay, I need a suit.
Generating a template...
Her eyes pop open. "Wait, seriously?" That was fast...
You'll need your full-length mirror to do the styling details.
Morgan blinks a couple times. "Okay..."
She goes and stands in front of her mirror.
Then her jaw drops.
QAI has overlaid a basic Iron Man suit over her reflection. It's a silvery metal color, and the polished shapes of the interlocking pieces are futuristic but simple.
Early the next morning, she rushes to her dad's old workshop and tries to peer into the glass door of the dusty suit-making Fabricator. There are various mechanical noises emanating from it.
"When will it be done?" Morgan asks eagerly.
In a couple of hours.
She's sitting in front of the Fabricator ten minutes before it stops filtering the air inside.
The door can only be opened with your or your mother's handprints, the QAI states in response to Morgan's unasked question.
She places her hand on the door, and it hisses open.
"This is AWESOME!" Morgan's voice echoes from inside her helmet.
She's grinning. The heads-up display (HUD) has crosshairs tracking her right eye, and diagnostic code is scrolling on the left side. Everything she looks at is delineated and identified, with scrolling information and alternate design suggestions morphing beside it.
The suit is open, waiting for her.
She designed the suit to be a shield when on standby, so she steps into the foot areas from the back. The backs of her hands touching the gauntlets is the closure trigger.
The blue-and-red suit envelops her with sliding pieces of metal rasping into place. The cold white light of the arc reactor flickers on, and the helmet tightens up and links with the suit.
Face shield.
The HUD shuts off, and the helmet's front splits open down the middle and slides to the sides of her head.
Morgan starts hovering, and realizes with a start: So this is how Dad and Mom must've felt.
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Daughter: Issue 1
Fanfiction"Twenty years after Tony Stark's heroic death, his daughter Morgan is taking on the family business and carrying on his LEGACY." What Morgan didn't inherit was her mother Pepper's practicality, or her father's genius. Now Pepper is in the hospital f...
