Chapter 20 Date and Tony

Taking a closer look at it, he understood what it was.

The previously obtained gene locking technology is to prevent one's own genes from being observed and analysed.

The cell manipulation technology is to take control over any piece of cells, once connected to his body- such as hair cells, saliva cells, etc., which can be manipulated anytime and anywhere, If you want them it die, they will die.

Shielding and manipulation directly cut off the possibility of all forms of David's gene leakage.

He wished to test it out but he was not in such a rush as he remembered something.

3 minutes, David had three minutes to get to his date.

Speeding up he began to fly, rapidly increasing the speed he moved at.

And about 10 minutes later he arrived at the bar.

Changing into normal clothes, he pushed the door and walked in.

His eyes glancing around as he noticed Natasha sitting there, with her back faced to him, sipping on a drink.

Walking behind he tapped her shoulder.

"Sorry I'm late" David said as he sat on a chair besides her.

David was also unintentionally eaves dropping on all the quiet mumbling going on around him..

They were all talking about Superman.

They also did not recognise David ad the powerful Superman.

Natasha was quiet for a few seconds before she smiled and nodded.

She looked like she was a little out of it and David noticed that.

"What's the matter?" David asked.

"The place I work full time at, has been temporarily suspended" She said.

"Oh really what happened?" David asked curiously.

Hydra used Shield's Helicarrier, Nick Fury must have shut down operations to clear out Shield off Hydra agents.

"So what is she still doing here?" David wondered as he glanced at her staring off into the distance.

"Probably the top secret mission on me has not shut down yet" David concluded.

At this time, Inside Tony's beach house.

He had just returned from a party he had to unwillingly go to.

The rockets attacking David had managed to hijack the entire event as everybody was watching the live video.

So Tony didn't even get to enjoy it a little.

Tony remembered, that as the party was coming to end, a reporter that he was briefly entangled with came up to him.

Calling him shameless for some reason.

Tony began untying his tie as he was remembering what had happened.

As he took off his coat he took out a few pictures of Stark weapons in the desert from his pockets.

He stared at for a few seconds before he spoke.

"Jarvis... I think Obadiah has gone behind my back and has not stopped the production of weapons.

Undressing himself, he sat down on his sofa and switched on his TV while simultaneously fixing and improving his Mark 3 armours repulsors.

A lady appeared, reporting in the desert with ruins of a few houses behind her.

"The 15 mile hike to the outside of Gulmira, can only be described as a decent into hell.

Simple farmers have been driven from their homes due to ruthless warlords emboldened by a new found power.

Entire villages have been displaced, and the remaining villagers are stuck here in the old soviet smelting plant"

The reporter said as it switched to a scene of destroyed building, explosions going of in the background while gun shouts rang being the majority of the noise.

"Recent violence has been attributed to a group of fighters called Ten rings" The women said as Tony sat there watching quietly.

The more he watched the more he felt like he had to do something.

"Sir, I believe I have discovered Stark weaponry still in production being sent over in secret to an unknown location, somewhere located in Afghanistan, Gulmira" Jarvis informed Tony who stood up, chucked the screw driver aside.

Finished with modifications.

Tony had made up his mind, he was going to improve his Mark 3, go over there and stop this violence.

His name was plastered onto the missiles they used.

On top of that, Gulmira was the hometown of his friend and the only reason he is still alive, Yinsen.

Aiming his repulsor at the roof of the room.

His charged it up, a whine resounded for a second before a blast was released.

Shattering the light causing sparks to fly everywhere, Dust falling off the grey concrete roof on to the floor.

The light hanging of the roof in two pieces.

Tony was startled.

This was supposed to be improved and this is exactly the type of result he wanted but this was still a little bit shocking for him.

He wasn't David, he was a human yet he was able to do this.

Tony glanced at the three glass pains acting as a slidable door.

Aiming his repulser at it.

He shot at the three of them In quick successions easily shattering them.

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David at this time was walking on the streets with Natasha, just making some small talk about themselves.

At this time, it had been about an hour so David decided to end the date.

Sitting at a desert shop, David glanced at Natasha.

"So what's happened with Shield" David asked.

Natasha's eyes that were still a little dazed as she quietly ate her ice cream, immediately sharpened as she looked at David.

"C'mon, you really thought, I wouldn't find out?" David asked with a confused look on his face.

"I was hoping you didn't find out" Natasha said feeling a little deflated.

All of her energy and time creating the perfect fake life for David had been messed up.

"Since when did you know?" She asked feeling a little curious.

Her cover had been almost perfect.

"From the very first time I saw you" David replied as he took a bit out of his ice cream.

"I see... I should be on my way then" She said as she stood up and quickly began making her way out, hoping that he would not make things difficult.

If he did, there was a very low chance she would make it out of here alive, her cover was blown already so there was no point staying here.

David just sat inside the shop eating his ice cream.

Internally he had hoped that although they have two very different identities, eventually there love for each other would blossom through.

Like a romance novel, but it seems like he was being optimistic.

Natasha at this time is a spy through and through faking emotions is like second nature.

"I guess it wasn't meant to be" David said with a sigh.

Putting the empty cup with the spoon inside opposite of the half eaten ice cream, Natasha was eating, he stood up and left the shop after leaving some cash on the table, he had pick pocketed on the way to the date.