Death Night

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Tony gritted his teeth, his mind working at a furious pace. He knew he had to quickly find a way out of this mess.

Using the materials available, Tony set to work on the missile, determined to finish it and get out of there as soon as possible. But he also had another plan brewing in his head that he kept hidden from his captors.

As he tinkered away on the missile, he worked secretly on a plan to escape. He stumbled upon a breakthrough that would ultimately save his life: a miniature arc reactor. With the missile parts and his engineering expertise, Tony built the reactor and replaced the car battery attached to his chest with it.

The reactor not only powered the electromagnet keeping the shrapnel from entering his heart, but it also provided tremendous energy, igniting Tony's imagination and sparking the birth of an entirely new creation: his iconic suit of armor.

As Tony worked on the missile and his suit of armor, he and Yinsen became close companions, bonded by their shared predicament and determination to survive. On the final day of building his armor, they were working in the cave when they suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Before they could react, a group of terrorists rushed in, guns pointed at them.

"What are you building, Stark?" Raza, the leader of the terrorist group, demanded, his eyes scanning the cave.

Tony stood up slowly, his hands raised in a gesture of surrender. "Well, obviously, it's the Jericho missile," he said, trying to appear innocent.

"Don't play games with us, Stark," the Raza growled. "We are not fools. We know you're building something. And it's not the Jericho missile."

Yinsen interjected, "Tony is telling the truth."

But the Raza wasn't convinced. "We don't believe you," he said. "Search the cave, bring all the things these two have built, and place them on this table."

The terrorists started searching the cave, tearing apart everything in their path. Meanwhile, Tony and Yinsen exchanged worried glances, silently hoping their hard work and ingenuity would remain hidden from their captors.

As the terrorists searched Tony's pockets, their hands eventually came across a strange black card. It depicted pictures of skeletons, demons, and the god of death. Raza studied the card closely, but as he did, the sharp edges of the card cut his finger, and blood started to flow.

"Ah, damn it!" he exclaimed, quickly tossing the card aside.

But as they all watched in disbelief, a strange phenomenon began. The blood on the top of the card was suddenly sucked into it, and the eyes of the skeletons on the card lit up with an eerie red flame. A black smoke started to emerge from the card, and slowly but surely, a skeletal figure emerged from within.

Tony cursed Hades in his mind, unable to believe what he was seeing. "What kind of fucked-up black technology did that bastard cram into that card?" he muttered.

The other terrorists, as well as Tony and Yinshen, stood frozen in shock and confusion. They had never seen anything like this before and were unsure what to do next.

"What sorcery is this?" the Raza demanded, his voice trembling with fear. "What manner of black magic have we stumbled upon?"

The skeletal figure said nothing but continued to survey its surroundings, its glowing eyes never leaving the terrorists. The black smoke from the card now swirled around the figure, making it look even more menacing.

One of the terrorists, emboldened by his curiosity, approached the figure but was quickly knocked back by a swipe of its bony hand. The figure let out a low, chilling laugh as the terrorist stumbled backward.

"We must destroy it!" one of the terrorists shouted, his voice trembling with fear. "It is a demon from hell!"

The terrorist leader nodded in agreement, but as they advanced toward the skeletal figure, it suddenly sprang into action. With surprising speed, it began to wield a wicked-looking scythe that formed from the darkness and started slicing through the terrorists with deadly precision.

The sound of bones cracking and scythes slicing through the air filled the cave as the skeletal figure went on a killing spree, leaving the terrorists no chance of escape. Tony and Yinshen were stunned at sight.

As the skeletal figure unleashed its wrath on the terrorists, Tony and Yinsen hid behind some crates, trying to make sense of the surreal scene playing out before their eyes. Tony couldn't help but wonder about Hade's skills and his black technology level.

"What the hell is going on?" he muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief as he peeked over the crate to watch the carnage unfolding.

Yinsen, equally bewildered by the turn of events, shook his head and said, "I have no idea. But I'm sure we don't want to stick around to find out."

They watched in awe as the skeletal figure sliced through the terrorists with its scythe. The black smoke surrounding it seemed to fuel its power, making it stronger and more deadly with every strike. The remaining terrorists quickly realized they were no match for this unholy creature and fled. Still, the skeletal figure chased after them with frightening speed, cutting them down one by one with its scythe.

Tony's heart raced as the skeletal figure approached their hiding spot. He knew that they needed to act fast if they wanted to survive. He surely didn't trust Hades and was unwilling to place his life in the hands of this monster that Hades had produced.

"We need to get out of here, now!" Tony shouted to Yinsen as he stood up from behind the crate.

Yinsen nodded in agreement, and they ran for the cave entrance. But as they got closer, they realized that the entrance was blocked by rubble from the earlier attack.

"What do we do now?" Yinsen asked, his voice tinged with panic.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps approaching. Fear gripped their hearts as they braced themselves for the worst. But to their surprise, the skeletal figure called out Tony's name.

"Tony Stark, tell me why you have summoned me. Are you seeking the aid of my Lord?" the skeleton said, its hollow voice echoing through the cave.

Tony was taken aback. "Summoned you? I don't even know who you are, man!" he replied, his eyes wide with confusion.

The skeleton chuckled. "My name is Teron Gorefiend, a death night in service of my Lord Hades Deathborn. You hold in your possession a powerful artifact, the black card. It has the power to summon my Lord and me. So, I ask you again, do you seek our aid?"