Preparation for Revenge
The wrath of Hell has filled my heart with fury.
Death, pain, and anguish set my soul aflame.
Now you must act.The magic flute
The rain had stopped at 2 a.m. that morning. A man walks quickly through the muddy road. He was shivering behind the thin sweater he was wearing at that time. He also tried to hide his face behind his hair and his hat.
The blue-eyed man knocked on the black apartment door quickly. He looked around.
"Harry!" a man scolded him harshly when he opened the door to his room.
Harry entered the apartment he did not care about the man in front of him. And he immediately sat on the old sofa in the apartment. Harry was still shivering, he lit the cigarette which was on the table.
"Who?" The man asked as he folded his arms across his chest.
"What?" Harry answered, glancing at the man.
"Harry, you know what I mean. You can't come here this morning by walking just to smoke ”this man always knows him well.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen Harry come to him like this, he knew Harry had just hurt someone.
Harry got up "If you just want to babble on me, sorry I'm not interested in hearing that," Harry said sarcastically. But the man held Harry's arm.
“Relax. Okay,” The man said back.
Harry heard it and sat back down. The man only grinned at him faintly. After all, he's a grown man, while Harry is still a child. This man has known Harry since he was a little when he was still working at the Oscorp Company to sell illegal drugs. Harry tends to be rude and grumpy. He is so different from his younger brother. But he knew, Harry was like this because he was a product of Osborn.
"I saw the news, your father was arrested," The man said softly. While giving Harry bottled orange juice. Even though he knew that Harry was used to drinking alcohol. But he always remembers his brother when he sees Harry, and of course, he won't give Harry alcohol.
Harry snorted accepting it "I know, I need your help, Harley"
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It has been two hours since Pepper left Medbay this afternoon, Tony is still silent. He looked at his Son who was lying on the bed. His tears had dried up, they already spend the night crying over their son.
“Peter had an open fracture in the head, several of his backbones, and his ribs were broken. Several of his blood vessels are also broken. Dar, I mean Peter, his lungs in bad condition too," Bruce said after nearly 10 hours in the operating room.
Bruce's explanation was enough to make Tony's world stop spinning. He felt that the earth he was currently standing on had stopped rotating. His son Peter, is in critical condition and comatose. They can only confirm his condition only when his child wakes up. No, his son has to wake up.
The tears begin to gather in Tony's eyes again. He raised his hand, trying to grab Peter's hand and grasp it gently.
"Why didn't you tell me, hm?" Tony said while looking softly at his son. Even though his son's face was almost covered with bandages and oxygen masks, he could still see his son's pale face. Peter also had to wear a cervical collar, making him look really small.
Tony stroked his son's hair lightly, the brown curls he had left to his son.
"Sorry for coming late, son. It's all my fault. ” Tony started to sob “Sorry, daddy left you alone. It's my fault, Peter. I'm too stupid "
" I wonder what if I've never been separated from my parents. am I still suffering like all this time? "
Tony's eyes shot up in anger, as he recalled the videotape from Peter's laptop, which he got from Ned last night. Friday has copied all Peter's data into his private server. Even the result of the DNA tests his son did secretly.
"I will punish all of them Peter, even I will tear apart them who made me lose you, and who made you suffer. I'll make sure you're safe when you open your eyes later. ”Tony muttered angrily.
He kissed the child's head gently "I love you very much, Peter"
"I'll be back kid, you're safe here," Tony said quietly then walked away from his son.
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Rhodey crossed his arms. He tried to hold back his anger because he heard the babble of the old man in front of him.
"Oh come on, Stark. That's just the past," he said lightly.
Meanwhile Tony Stark stared at him with raised eyebrows. He's very angry right now.
"You know, as researchers, we can be inspired by someone's research," he said again.
Enough, if only there were no policemen on guard beside him at this time. Tony swore that it would be his pleasure to try out the firepower of his repulsion that he is currently developing. Right in this guy's head.
“No, it's not just about that, you know you've been after him. Oh, you've even locked him up, ”Tony said, trying to suppress the emotions that kept filling his chest. Norman was silent, but a smile still appeared on his face.
"He's just your friend, Stark. Meanwhile, I'm the one who contributed to your life," Norman said again.
Tony couldn't take it anymore. He got up from his chair and put on his black sunglasses. Seeing this, Norman felt angry
"If it weren't for me, your son would have died," Norman shouted at him.
Tony gripped Norman's shirt so hard until he lifted him from his chair. The police on guard at the time tried to calm Tony down, but Rhodey immediately shook his head, giving the police a code to let them go.
Norman smiled at Tony's reaction, the plan worked, he thought.
"I can't use my wealth at this time, I'm sure Harry will be sad to know this. I want my case over really soon, Tony," Norman said softly.
Tony growled, "Yes," he said and then pushed Norman away until he sat back down on his chair.
"Very good. Of course, we want the best for Harry Osborn Stark," he whispered.
Tony exited the room, Rhodey walked to follow him. His hands were clenched in anger.
"I want them to do it tonight, Rhode," Tony muttered softly.
Meanwhile, Rhodey did not answer. He only had one task to complete at that time. Luckily, his position is close to the board, allowing him to complete the task well. For his family.
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"Are you sure about this?" Bucky asked while holding out a bucket of water.
Steve just nodded at him. Then, Bucky poured the water on the old man in front of him, the man gasped in surprise and woke up.
"Let me go. I swear Bucky .. I'll cut your other hand again ”the man shouted swearing.
Meanwhile, Bucky just rolled his eyes. "I told you, he's noisy,"
Steve just chuckled softly. Then bowed his body a little, saw the man right in his eyes "Good evening Mr. Stane, I'm Detective Steve Rogers"
“Detective? You are so confident in locking me up. I wonder what the civilians would think of knowing this ”the man chuckled softly.
But his laughter stopped when a man wearing a coat and glasses entered the room. "They won't think anything about this, I wonder, what do other people think that Obadiah stane back alive from his grave?"
Obadiah widened his eyes.
"Stark"