End Credit One

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It was a quiet day at S.H.I.E.L.D. Too quiet almost. Nick Fury looked up from his computer.

"So you're finally hanging the suit up." He said.

Rhodey stood in front of Nick Fury's desk with his arms crossed.

"Yeah... Tony isn't here to kick back drink a beer and say 'I'm retired Bitch'. So I figured..."

He sits in a near by chair, grabs a beer out of the mini fridge, and puts his feet up on the desk.

"I'd do it for him."

He takes a sip.

"I'm retired bitch." He continues.

Fury nods. "So what will you do now."

"I don't know. Peel some grapes, drink a martini, play galaga, watch hot tub time machine, normal retirement stuff. What are you going to do?"

"I have a plan for the future. Too bad it involved War Machine. You would've been great for the job."

"I'm retired, but War Machine isn't."

"I don't see anyone else wearing the suit Mr. Rhodes."

Rhodey stood up and smiled a bit. He chuckled and walked out. Beer in hand. There was a buzz from the computer. Fury looked at the screen and laughed. On it was the latest news report. The headline, "A new War Machine Arises".

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