The Lost Stark

~Jericho~

~Jet~

As the plane continued to glide through the skies, Tony stared at the white, fluffy, clouds as he thought back to the girls before Rhodey interrupted his train of thought.

"Hey, you doing okay man? You're usually uppity when you fly?" Rhodes asked as Tony turned to him.

"Uppity? Not really I suppose." Tony replied.

~Hours Ago~

Tony walked out the door as Ruby and Yang stood next to his car, awaiting to say their goodbyes.

"Now then, no parties, no boys, and no blowing up the house Ruby." Tony said, eyeing the small girl who turned the other way.

"Listen to Happy and Pepper while I'm gone. Now then, Pepper has a list of schools you'll be attending here in Cali so you kids could get a proper education, or what is considered an education." Tony continued as Yang rolled her eyes.

"Hey, I never liked school when I was your age Yang, but it is a necessity to further yourself in the world." Tony retorted as Yang sighed and nodded.

"When will you back?" Ruby perked up as Tony smiled lightly.

"Tomorrow or the next after at the latest squirt, depending on how long they keep me in the desert." Tony replied before hugging the two.

"Goodbye girls, see ya soon!" Tony said entering the small silver car as Yang and Ruby waved goodbye.

Exiting the estate, Tony sighed before switching on the radio for tunes, only to receive the news daily gossip.

"In other news, it appears billionaire playboy Tony Stark may have some secrets even we never knew about. Just yesterday a picture had been surfacing of the man and two girls. One was a young adult, around 17 and the other no older than a teenager. Are these secret kids hes kept secret? More developments soon enough-"

Switching off the radio, Tony groaned before continuing down the highway as he thought of an excuse for Obadiah when he found out.

~Present~

The bump of the wheels touching down jolted Tony out of his daydream, his dream of Summer and how enticing she was. She was a gentle soul and it hurt Tony to know that he left her wanting more but his selfishness got the best of him.

Exiting the plane, he was greeted with a small band of commanding officers.

"Good afternoon Mr. Stark, I hope your Jericho missiles will deliver?" One officer asked.

"C'mon, it's me. What else is awaiting, another grant?"

~Testing Field~

Standing in front of the assembled men and women of the military, Tony sighed as he thought of a speech for his new prized machine.

"Is it better to be feared or respected?" - I say, is it too much to ask for both? With that in mind I humbly present you the crown jewel of Stark Industries' Freedom Line. It's the first missile system to incorporate the latest in proprietary Repulsor Technology. They say that the best weapon is the one that you never have to fire. I respectfully disagree! I prefer... the weapon you only have to fire once. That's how Dad did it, that's how America does it... and it's worked out pretty well so far. Find an excuse to let one of these off the chain, and I personally guarantee you the bad guys won't even want to come out of their caves."

Tony nods to one technician as the large warhead swivels, turning to the barren mountain.

"For your consideration... the Jericho."
Raising his arms as the missile fires into the air, heading fast for the surface its head pops open, little missile escape and slam into the surface causing a shockwave to rush into the soldiers and CEO.