IRON IKARI 2

Chapter 1: First Mission

Iron Man Vs Whip Man

(The race track of the Monaco Historical Grand Prix)

Tony Stark, the famous inventor and publicly admitted hero known as Iron Man, went through the track tunnel, speeding through the sharp twists and turns as he began to take the lead over his fellow drivers. He tried to stabilize his heart rate even while moving down the road.

Tony: All right, come on, arc reactor, keep those pieces of shrapnel from reaching my heart * He thought as he slipped around the bend ... just as his eyes widened *

Over half the track, a muscular man with long salt and pepper hair was hitting the track, his orange suit stripped off his upper half. But what caught Tony's attention, aside from the shimmering energy whips attached to the man's wrists, was the strange erector-mounted device wrapped around his arms and torso ... and a glossy, sphere-shaped device on his chest that looked strangely familiar.

Tony: An arc unit? What the hell ... * he gasped as a pair of long whips suddenly popped out of the wrist frames and ripped wildly, just before they began to glow with a burning intensity *

…: Time to make God bleed * the man hissed as Stark continued to accelerate towards him, just as the right whip of 2,700 degrees Celsius lashed out and hit the front of Tony's Formula One racer. The impact recalled Luke Skywalker slicing off the front of the bike's nose with his lightsaber on Endor before the rider in a white suit crashed into a tree *

The only difference is that Tony Stark would live. The same couldn't be said for the other racers who rushed down the race track who had turned and crashed to avoid the man, or who had been the first to test their whips before Stark arrived.

From the American Bar, Pepper Potts gasped when he noticed what was happening on the track. She looked around frantically for her mate and sighed in relief when she saw that he was gone.

Back on the track, Stark was slowly stepping out of his wrecked race car as the whip-wielding man walked slowly down the track, grinning like an approaching predator who had just hurt his prey. He was actually enjoying the moment as he addressed Stark, his whips crackling with energy on the race track.

But in the time it took the Whip Man to march on Stark, a young Japanese man in his 20s had sprinted onto the track and to the Stark Pit Stop.

…: I hope this works * he said as he put down a red and silver suitcase and punched a code on the notepad next to its handle * It's time

The suitcase screeched its acceptance as it mechanically opened, revealing that it was empty. That didn't stop the young man when he placed his feet inside the soles of the boots, before placing his hands inside a set of handles in the center of the box, and lifted the device towards his torso. The suitcase split into segments, still attached to itself, as it began to form around the young man. Silver and red titanium plates began to form on his feet and legs as his chest and arms followed.

It was obvious that he was not noticeable in the chaos. Which suited him perfectly when the silver faceplate fell onto his features of brown hair and blue eyes, enveloping him in a tight cocoon of circuitry and metal.

The Whip Man continued to advance toward the injured Tony Stark even as the inventor stood up and started down the track.

Whip Man: Run little rabbit, run * he laughed as he advanced on the inventor slightly lame *

However, Stark suddenly stopped running and turned to look at the man. This only caused Whip Man to stop in confusion.

Whip Man: Have you already decided to know your destiny? * said with a thick Russian accent *

Stark: Before you think. However, I have a fun question for you.

Whip Man: And what would that be? * asked curiously *

Stark: Would you turn around and look behind you? *I ask*

The Whip Man started laughing, thinking it was a crude attempt to distract him so Stark could escape. His laughter stopped when he heard the metallic creak of someone walking towards him from behind.

His brow furrowed as he turned around. He raised his eyebrows when he saw a man, dressed in what looked like polished red and silver armor. Iron Man armor.

Whip Man: What? But Stark is Iron Man! * gasped * When did you hire a bodyguard? *Thought*

Iron Man: Get away from the famous inventor!

Stark: * looked at the armored man with a mixture of admiration and mortification * Personal note: teach the boy better heroic phrases, for the next time * He muttered to himself *

Whip Man: And who are you? * asked * Another lapdog from america to serve Tony Stark's Pig?

Iron Man: Actually ... I'm not an American * he said as he threw his hands forward, twin bolts of energy shot from his palms. But not in Whip Man. The lightning bolts hit the ground at the base of his feet, sending the man flying through the air and hitting the ground next to one of the shattered runners *

Iron Man: Are you okay, Mister Stark? * he asked as he ran towards the wounded inventor *

Stark: I've been better. Where were you? *I ask*

Iron Man: the Suit.

Stark: How's the V mark? * asked, meaning the armor *

Iron Man: Working perfectly * he said * Although it does feel ... light.

Tony looked up and saw that Whip Man was getting up.

Stark: Over the face, soldier * He said when Iron Man turned around and noticed the assailant coming towards them *

Iron Man: Okay * he said as he ducked in a posture that looked like a soccer player about to execute a scrimmage. In a second it took off and charged at the man even as he lashed out with his energy whips at the red and silver man *

Tony Stark watched as Iron Man ran towards Whip Man, his fists raised to fire another repulsive blast at his enemy. The explosions were easily deflected by the whips, energy hitting energy, but that had not been the intention. He smiled when Iron Man leaped into the air and knocked the Whip Man to the ground. Tony had to admit that it was appropriate. The Mark V was lighter armor than its precious Mark IV. It lacked missiles, a stronger repulsor system, stronger armor, and some of the other weapons it had used in Gulmira over a year ago. Still, it offered a considerable amount of protection and physical strength, so that was what the boy was wearing.

A furious fall of metal and flesh rolled over and over the race track, and finally broke apart as the two men turned to face each other.

Iron Man: I don't know who you are, but this ends now.

Whip Man: For one of us * smiled as he raised his whips again and started lashing out at Iron Man *

The first whip ignited in Iron Man's torso, coming dangerously close to his chest RT as he screamed in pain. He lashed him again and again, until finally Iron Man caught the whips with his arms. His left arm wrapped around the right whip, just like the left whip wrapped around the right wrist.

Iron Man: Oh no * he gasped when Whip Man suddenly picked him up and slammed him into the wire fence, before picking him up and hitting him against another pile of other pilot's wreckage *

The Whip Man laughed when he suddenly felt a tug on his whips.

Whip Man: What? * gasped when he suddenly felt himself getting up, crashing to the ground and crashing into Tony Stark's corridor again *

Iron Man: Now ... * he said as he stood up from the wreckage, his left hand still with the whip wrapped around * ... My turn * he said as he pulled the whip and launched the man like he was a kite on a trapped rope in a maelstrom *

Finally, gripping the energy whip tightly, Iron Man yanked the whip that was burning through the armor and into his skin, pulling the Whip Man towards him, as he raised his free arm and thrust it forward, striking him against the man's face. . The man collapsed to the ground in a mess of flesh and steel, his eyes closed to indicate that he was unconscious.

Looking down at the mini reactor in the Whip Man's chest, Iron Man crouched down, grabbed it tight, and ripped it off with a metallic jerk that made the man jump. The power whips went out and became nothing more than loose wires when Iron Man looked at the device in his hand.

If his faceplate hadn't dropped, you might have seen the confused expression on his face.

It's a mini arc reactor! But I thought Mr. Stark and I were the only ones who could create one * He thought as said man walked beside him * Did this guy build it alone? Amazing

Stark: So tell me, how did it go? * asked * With the armor.

Iron Man: It worked well, sir. Not so great, but hey * he said, looking at his scorched and sparkling left arm *

Stark: Are you in pain? *I ask*

Iron Man: Yes * answered *

Stark: Do dolls hurt?

Iron Man: Yes

Stark: Head buzzing?

Iron Man: Yes

Stark: Correct. We'll make him look at Shinji * he said as Gendarmes and medical personnel swarmed down the track *

Shinji: Thank you Lord * he said, as he handed the mini bow device to the older man *

Stark: And this too * he said as he looked at the Whip Man's arc reactor *

The couple turned when they heard a man laugh even as they handcuffed him and carried him away by the Gendarmes.

…: I win * The man chuckled as blood and one of his teeth came out of his mouth *

Both Tony and Shinji only looked at the man, as a strange foreboding filled their minds.

Shinji: What do you think you meant by that, Mr. Stark? * asked * She is lost and handcuffed.

Stark: Somehow ... I have a feeling ... let's find out * He said as Pepper Potts and Happy Hogan ran onto the track *

Pepper: Tony! You're good? *I ask*

Stark: No I'm not * huffed *

Pepper: What? You are injured? Bleeding out? * asked the charming young woman * What is it?

Stark: This * He said, holding the RT "This shouldn't exist, but it does exist. Which means someone has access to my servers or my brain * he replied, looking at Iron Man, whom his new female assistant was serving. A redhead hot with a very slim figure * No. I wouldn't have. He didn't have time. * He thought as he continued speaking * None of those things should be possible. Maybe we can discover something about our happy Russian friend ... or if not, then maybe this will tell us something * he said as he threw the RT into the air and caught it when it fell * Because I don't think this is over.

Justin Hammer was smiling as he watched from the hotel screen, more interested in the man who had been arrested.

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Author's Notes:

Hello if you ask this is where it all starts with this story that is made by Mr. Gunman, the original title was called IRON IKARI but I decided to edit it under the authorization of the original author.

The second chapter will give the explanation of how I started all this Iron Man 2 was the best beginning for the chapter in its action, some original ideas will stay here and other scenes will be from the movie. Giving

If you have any comments I'd like to hear it