"Been a while since I was up here in front of you. Maybe I'll do us all a favour and just stick to the cards. There's been some speculation that I was somehow involved in the events that occurred on the freeway and on the rooftop-"
"Sorry, Mr Stark, do you honestly expect us to believe that that was a bodyguard in a suit that convinently appeared despite the fact that you sorely despise bodyguards? And this mysterious bodyguard was somehow equipped with an undisclosed Stark high-tech powered battle-"
"I know that it's confusing. It is one thing to question the official story and another thing entirely to make wild accusations, or insinuate that I'm a superhero."
Moscow
Static TV
"I mean, let's face it, I'm not the heroric type. A laundry list of character defects, all the mistakes I've made, largely public. The truth is...I am Iron Man."
A tan, Russian man, was watching the TV in anger in his eyes, as in the other room, his father was dying. "Ivan. Vanya," his father called out. Ivan walked into his father's room, who was on his bed, dying. "That should be you," his father said in Russian, referring to the fame and fortune Tony Stark has.
"Don't listen to that crap," Ivan said in Russian.
"I'm sorry. All I can give you is my knowledge," his father said in Russian before he coughed then took his last breath. It took Ivan a moment before he realized his father was dead. He yelled out in pain from loosing his father.
He got up and pulled out blueprints for an arc reactor that labeled Howard Stark & Anton Vanko and he immediately started to get to work.
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Fanfictionredamancy; (n.) the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full. "Peter, do I have to remind you that he's my dad?" After Tony reveals himself as Iron Man, a new threat arises by the name of Ivan Vanko, son of Anton Vanko who worke...
