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[Look I am trying something new, so dont say the story took a dark turn out of nowhere, and dont hate me for the scenes, kidnappings is not all flower and rainbows... and give me your power stones,]

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<News flash> Millionaire Philanthropist Bruce Wayne's office was broken into last night when unknown assailants rummaged through money and papers from the place. <News flash>

<News flash> Bruce Wayne's secretary, miss Neit Everhart has been declared missing since the incident>

<News flash> Newly appointed Police commissioner George Stacy has taken upon himself to investigate the case, including a substantial police personnel due to matter of lives involved in the case. Now continuing Daily News, The Grand prix season has started with new names in its participants. The event would be broadcasted live on ESPN from the 16th of this month.<News Flash>

Bruce changes the channel as he diverts his mind from the investigation he started two hours ago to meet dead end except for the name of a country.

'Monaco'

'But why did they not kill her when there target was me?' Bruce had his own suspicions regarding that question, but at the end of the day, they were just suspicions. Leaving the country for a hunch for a life was well worth it, but not so if nothing concrete comes out of it.

There was an even bigger question as to why the Hand showed interest in the entity Bruce Wayne. Batman was the one that had hampered with their operations and had beat down their personnel, but why Bruce.

Wayne had indeed closed down on the culprit and they were Hand ninjas who had come down to their office, with 4 arm bands, marking them the second most elite force the Hand had in their arsenal.

'Unless they somehow managed to find Batman's identity' But that notion was on the brink of being thrown out of window, while the possibility was not zero, it was negligible. Batman had ensured his identity to be hidden and no possible method could have aimed his ID at Bruce Wayne.

Any other notion for the target to be set to be Bruce was equally unlikely, as the Hand and Wayne Enterprises had not crossed once and while they could have been ordered by Hydra, sending elite force for him, who had recently contacted to his Hydra handler was not productive.

As for Neit, Bruce did not worry about her, he had gotten a ransom message from the kidnappers behalf, who had posed themselves to be kidnappers for money and asked him to come all the way to Los Angeles to pay for Neit's safety.

It was a ruse, he called it. The traceback resulted it to be somewhere in the middle east. For now his aim was to eradicate the Hand or once and for all.

Bruce picked up his portable laptop to hover into the //:B drive.

<Opening <Header> Hand Eradication- Day 103>

The file comprised of all the information he needed to scoop out the organization, leaving no scope for its roots to give life to a new bud.

Changing the channel, the news anchor focused the clip where the announcement of Stark expo was announced.

<TV>…"And that's why for the next year and for the first time since 1974, the best and brightest men and women of nations and corporations the world over will pool their resources, share their collective vision, to leave behind a brighter future."

"It's not about us. Therefore, what I'm saying, if I'm saying anything, is welcome back to the Stark Expo. [Big cheer from crowd.] And now, making a special guest appearance from the great beyond to tell you what it's all about, please welcome my father, Howard."

Howard Stark (on a screen, courtesy of a video recording): Everything is achievable through technology. Better living, robust health, and for the first time in human history, the possibility of world peace. So, from all of us here at Stark Industries, I would like to personally introduce you to the City of the Future. Technology holds infinite possibilities for mankind... <TV>

A news strip slid horizontally on Bruce's TV, one so subtle that one could not notice it if not for looking for it specifically, and not having Bruce's thumb prints while entering the room.

-Natalie Rushman ei renuntiationem tradidit e statione Capitalis Financial Muneris-

Bruce picks up his mobile to bring it close to his face, "Buy us a slot in the Stark expo, liquidate all the Stark stocks and Stock that have reached their potential, and keep the money on hold till further instructions "

"And buy me a ticket to Monaco for tonight" He sips down the remaining alcohol in the glass beside the couch. Ge picked up his coat with his car keys, leaving for somewhere discreet.

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Happy Hogan: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on, come on.

Tony Stark: [signing a picture of Iron Man] Hello. It would be a pleasure.

Happy Hogan: Okay.

Tony Stark: [what would be ruffling the hair of a small boy if said small boy were not wearing an Iron Man helmet making hair unreachable] See you buddy.

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A spotlight brightened up her world in a dark, dark place.

Her red hair shined in the light, giving off an orange gold color to them.

She tried standing up, when her restraints acted up, binding her to the chair on which she sat on.

'where-'

She noticed a strange, unpleasant feeling, which was jute rubbing off her bare skin as she found herself naked.

A scream- or so she tried but her mouth had been stuffed, some cloth or something, again sealed with a jute rope fixing it with no chance of closing.

She assessed her situation- Naked, with her bare but sitting on some metal chair. Both legs wide apart bound to each leg of the chair with her hands strapped to the back in such a way that a slight movement would cause great discomfort.

Chest-shoulder bound to the back of the chair, with another loop of rope binding her neck to the all. He mouth gagged and lopped, with her drool wetting the gag, dripping from her mouth to stomach.

'Huff.....huff.....huff.....huff.....huff.....huff.....huff....huff...huff..huff..hufhuf'

She panicked, her undiagnosed claustrophobia hit off as he breathing rate broke the roof, heart beating faster than anything, iris dilating and revamping, she felt nauseous, her conscious beginning to fade and limbs trembling, snot coming from nose as she lost herself and returned to the world of sleep, sparing herself a moment of peace.

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[Feel free to skip, Iron man 2 event in my words]

"Look what we got here, the new model." Happy Hogan, Tony's security and friend pointed to the hot woman in formal clothing.

"Hey, does she come with the car?"

Happy Hogan: I certainly hope so. Hi.

"Hi. And you are?" Tony asks the woman as she closes down to his ride. "Marshal." "Irish. I like it."

:Pleased to meet you Tony." The woman smiles as she eyes Stark's Audi while she rummages into her purse.

"I'm on the wheel. Do you mind? Where you from?" "Bedford, Mr. Stark."

"What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you." Her face lightens off as she finds out what she was looking for.

"Yeah? You found me. What are you up to later?" Tony flirts while Happy remained indifferent, after experiencing the same situation for a million times.

"Serving subpoenas." She hands him a letter. Tony doesn't take it. "Yikes."

Happy reaches over and takes the letter. "He doesn't like to be handed things.", "Yeah, I have a peeve." Tony supports his statement.

"I got it. You are hereby ordered to appear before the Senate Armed Services Committee tomorrow morning at 9 am."

"Can I see a badge?" He asks, while Happy covers him, like twins they completed each other. "He likes the badge."

"You wanna see the badge?" She shows off her badge. "You still like it?" She completes.

"Yep. [Starts engine] How far are we from D.C.?" He eyes Happy to get ready for their long drive trip. "250 miles."

[They drive off. Image slides over, like when you used to make PowerPoints with all the transitions. It now shows Washing D.C. You can tell because words appear saying…]

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POWERSTONES!!!!!!!

also, thanks {PIC}, we just have to maintain this

Also read Naruto : The Hidden Mist , not a promotion, the story is just very well written. I refrained from reading this for quite some time but found extra time today to give it a go. Surprisingly it has more words than this and has been there for quite some time but has less views...