Obadiah End III

"She's safe," Dave said, glancing back at the Iron Monger. Obadiah, still in his bulky suit, swung another fist at him, determined to crush him.

Dave merely looked at the incoming punch with a sidelong glance, raising his hand effortlessly to stop it—without even moving his feet.

"What?!" Obadiah shouted in disbelief, stunned that Dave, in his Dante form, had stopped his punch so easily.

"Idiot," Dave laughed, tightening his grip on Obadiah's fist. "I was just pretending to struggle so you wouldn't target Pepper while she was bound."

With a swift motion, Dave crushed the metal gauntlet of the Iron Monger suit, causing it to crumple and sparks to fly. Along with the destruction of the armor, Obadiah screamed in agony as his hand was trapped inside.

"Arrrghhhh!" Obadiah howled in pain.

Without hesitation, Dave yanked Obadiah forward and then delivered a powerful kick to his chest, sending him flying through the air. Obadiah crashed into a nearby building, debris and metal falling around him as his suit continued to malfunction.

Dave's eyes glinted as Obadiah, in the massive Iron Monger suit, came crashing down, slamming into the side of the building with a loud thud. Obadiah groaned in pain, his suit sparking and dented from the sheer force of Dave's kick.

"Impossible!" Obadiah shouted, struggling to get back on his feet. "This suit—it's indestructible! How are you so strong?!"

Dave simply smirked, his eyes glowing faintly with demonic energy. "You're dealing with someone way out of your league, Obadiah. The moment you decided to target Pepper, you sealed your fate."

Obadiah snarled and swung again, but this time, the punch was slower, less precise. Dave caught the massive fist with ease, his fingers digging into the metal. He tightened his grip, and with a casual twist of his wrist, he wrenched the arm of the Iron Monger suit, causing it to screech and spark.

"I don't have time for this," Dave muttered as he ripped the arm clean off, tossing it aside like a discarded toy.

Obadiah stumbled back, his breathing ragged, fear now evident in his eyes. "No... this can't be how it ends."

"You made your choices," Dave said coldly, stepping forward as Obadiah backed up in desperation. "Now deal with the consequences."

Before Obadiah could react, Dave vanished, appearing directly in front of him with a burst of speed. With a powerful uppercut, Dave sent Obadiah flying once more, his suit crashing through several metal beams before finally slamming into the ground, completely immobilized.

Tony, now standing with Pepper, watched in awe as Dave calmly approached the wrecked Iron Monger suit. "That was... intense," Tony muttered.

Dave glanced over his shoulder, giving Tony a nod. "All part of the job."

Obadiah, barely conscious, coughed weakly from within his shattered suit. "Stark... you... ruined... me..."

Tony stepped forward, his helmet retracting as he stared down at his former mentor. "You did this to yourself, Obadiah. You let your greed and thirst for power destroy everything."

Obadiah groaned, his head slumping forward in defeat.

Tony nodded, calling out to Jarvis. "Alert the authorities to come pick him up. We're done here."

"No, why the authorities, just let me handle it" Dave said, as Tony frowned but nodded.

Dave approached Obadiah's crumpled Iron Monger suit, his eyes glowing faintly as he prepared to carry out his next move. With a cold expression, he ripped open the chest plate, exposing Obadiah's heaving form beneath. Obadiah groaned, still conscious but barely able to move, his breath labored. Without hesitation, Dave summoned a swirling red energy into his hand, demonic power radiating from it.

"I wonder what I'll get from this," Dave thought to himself as he plunged his hand into Obadiah's chest. Obadiah's body initially relaxed, the energy seeping into him almost like a healing balm. But moments later, his body stiffened violently. His eyes flew open in terror, and his mouth twisted in pain as the demonic energy took over.

Obadiah thrashed, screaming as his body began to morph, energy surging through him, reshaping and corrupting him from the inside out. The remnants of the Iron Monger suit began to fuse with his body, turning him into a grotesque, metallic demon.

Pepper turned her head away, unable to watch, while Tony stood in shock, staring at the horror unfolding before him. "Dave, what the hell are you doing?" Tony demanded, stepping forward but not daring to intervene.

Dave glanced at him, his expression calm. "I've made him into a demon. Now, instead of being a threat, he can produce demonic energy. You can use him to recharge your suits, Tony. He's fully loyal to you now."

Tony stared at Obadiah, who was now writhing in pain, his body distorted, a twisted mockery of what he once was. "But... this isn't right. He's still—"

"He was never truly human to begin with," Dave interrupted, his voice cold. "I just gave him a body that matches the darkness in his soul."

Tony was silent, his mind racing as memories of the countless lives lost due to Obadiah's greed surfaced. "Still, this... this isn't what I wanted."

Dave shrugged, stepping back. "It's what needed to be done. If you let him live as he was, he would have come back for you. Next time, he wouldn't just take your reactor—he'd kill you. Now, he can be of use."

Tony clenched his fists but said nothing, the weight of Dave's words sinking in.

Tony turned to leave, his work done. "I'll be heading back. Just send Obadiah...that thing to my place once you're done with him. He'll need to rest before he can start generating my energy."

Dave watched Tony grab Pepper and fly off, the echo of Obadiah's agonized screams fading into the distance. He shrugged, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Well, my work here is done," he muttered, turning his attention back to Obadiah.

The man, now transformed into a Juggernaut Demon, stood before Dave with metallic skin, but his form was more human-like, lean and not as bulky as one might expect. He almost looked normal, save for the gleaming metal covering his body. Dave tilted his head, intrigued. "Can you turn your skin back to its original color?" he asked, watching with curiosity.

Obadiah's red eyes flickered as he concentrated, and slowly, his metallic skin shifted and softened, returning to a more human tone. He now resembled a normal man, though the subtle, unnatural shine of metal still clung to his body.

"Hmm, interesting," Dave mused, eyes scanning the arc reactor embedded in Obadiah's chest. It was fused with him, not just as a technological device but as something more—something pulsating with demonic energy. Blood vessels snaked around it, glowing faintly as they intertwined with the reactor, merging technology and demon biology.

"He's like a demon cyborg now," Dave thought aloud, admiring the twisted fusion. The arc reactor, once purely a technological marvel, had now become something far more powerful, infused with demonic energy.

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