181: 181. A Mission Date

181. A Mission Date

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Iron Monger was no longer poggers.

Hector made it clear that you're either with him or ten feet beneath the ground in a nice grave. Obadiah was put in his prized suit, and then it exploded, burning him gruesomely. Still, it was a shorter death than what Hector had planned.

The Star Industries' internal investigation released all the documents about Obadiah and his involvement in selling weapons to terrorists. In an instant, it made Tony's decision to stop weapon production started making sense.

But the more significant effect it had was on the government and other weapons manufacturers. Public trust in the wars and the companies went to a record low. Obadiah's computer had mentions of various politicians as well, as it was impossible to do what he did without the support of the big men.

Hector's Ravagers were responsible for his propaganda, so they started utilising the news media and internet to demolish these men until they resigned, forcing the US government to create an oversight committee for watching over the private transactions of weapon manufacturers. The committee was a mix of civilians, military and government personnel.

And surprise, surprise, it had Hector's people on it. The President didn't even know, and Hector slowly took over his office. He already had enough spies inside the White House. From Secret Service to the Janitor. All were his guys.

...

"Thanks, old man." Tony sat with Hector at his California house, drinking some whiskey while Pepper and Happy checked on him for any issues.

Hector, too, drank some while Moony was eating some roasted chicken on the side. "I hope you remember this lesson for the rest of your life."

"Trust me. I'm done selling weapons. I may still be the same old asshole Tony, but I think I've grown some conscience now. Oh, Pepper, can you check my eyes?" Tony suddenly called her.

Pepper, being clueless, quickly bent to look in. But just then, she noticed Tony dreamily looking under her shirt at her chest. *SMACK* She slapped his head and moved away, "Look at them yourself,"

"I am," *cough* "Anyway, congratulations on being the second-largest owner of Stark Industries. Remind me when you go public with KingTech. I also want a piece of that Juicy pie. Your tech is literally the wet dream of any nation,"

"It's not going to happen, kid. I have big plans for it. I'm also starting an internet technology branch. Maybe those companies will go public. The first one will be a messenger called Whatsapp and a video-focused social networking service named TikTok. I might also make a live-streaming focused service." Hector planned while looking at the view outside of the mansion.

He was going to make the biggest apps from his past life. Facebook and Twitter were already up. This left him with Whatsapp, Instagram, Twitch and TikTok. All of these had prospects of being a hundred billion-dollar company. Not to mention, he was going to use these platforms to transform the world with soft power.

Seeing Hector was in his entrepreneurship mode, Tony asked, "Do you have any plans for my company? I'm pretty stumped. I know how to make new stuff, but what will I sell without weapons?"

Hector rubbed his beard and thought about it. If he wants, he can do all the big things with KingTech. But that would be monopolising the market. "Hmm, you have pretty good propulsion technology, son. Make a rocket company that puts satellites in space. Create a network of satellites that can provide high-speed internet worldwide. Then you have this arc reactor, use a modified bigger version and give the planet unlimited renewable fusion energy at a low cost.

"Son, I am going to steer the United States' policy from national interest to global interest. I want fewer wars and more focus on bettering the lives of the poorest nations. Your company has the tech to do it."

Tony thought about all that Hector said. But, then, he looked at Pepper as well, "Do you think it's possible, Miss Potts?"

She nodded, "I can get you the statistics if you want, Tony. Yes, the Internet is the future. But I don't know anything about this... thing on your chest."

Hector sweetened the deal, "If you've noticed, my company has the world's best technology for large-scale aerospace infrastructure design and production. I have many more technologies for satellites. We can do a joint venture. The energy thing will be all yours, though. I can, however, provide security if you decide to establish fusion reactors,"

"I cannot make a decision on my own about this. Give me a day, and I will talk to the board and get back to you. Until then, I need to seriously have some—rest," He said while glancing at Pepper.

Hector chuckled, "Sure, take your time. I will be going to China in the meantime. Your kidnappers were not common terrorists. They belong to an ancient organisation, similar to HYDRA, but less strong. Anyway, I will leave you two to have some fun,"

Pepper's cheeks turned red. She knew her boss was a leech and lusted after her, but she would never let him get close and use her. "I will go home too,"

"I WILL GET THE DOOR, SIR!" Happy suddenly ran to the house's main door, his fat belly bobbling madly.

Just as Hector was about to leave, Happy saluted him, his face looking nervous, "It's an honour to hold the door for you, sir."

(●__●)

*Sigh* Hector patted his shoulder, "Thank you, son. Start lifting weights, though. You're a big man. You need some muscles and core strength,"

"WAIT! I want to ask you something!" Tony came rushing. "Where were you all these years?"

Hector merely smiled and pointed his finger upward, "Humanity has always asked, 'Are we alone?' Let's just say I know the answer. Take care, lad."

As soon as Hector left and the door shut, Tony's face reddened in excitement, "Did he just—REVEAL ALIENS?!"

"I-I think he did," Pepper had her jaw falling as well.

Tony suddenly exclaimed, already out of his excitement since he had hypothesised aliens a long time ago, "Oh yes, congratulations on becoming the CEO of Stark Industries, Miss Pepper Potts."

"WHAT?!"

...

Moony followed his dad along to King's Tower, the building was constructed and belonged to Hector's company. He was here to meet one of his adopted sons, Aland Turing.

"Bow-wow?" Moony barked as soon as he saw the old man.

Alan now had long white hair and a beard, going after Hector's looks. Moony was, however, surprised that he was still alive.

"Bad manners, Moony. You don't say such things to people. And I did feed this lad super-soldier serum, so of course, he's fine and dandy." He scolded the good boy.

Alan was not really working on any official positions in the company anymore. He had full freedom to do research and do whatever he wanted. If he thinks the company can do something with his invention, he will pass it on. In fact, Alan regularly gets items from space to research.

"How are you, father? I knew it was you who they call the best costume artist these days," Alan hugged him.

"Haha, their minds can't fathom that a man as old as me can still be alive. Anyway, let's go in. I have some work for you,"

...

Something strange was happening in the American News media. The whole event of Obadiah being a terrorist and the American government being involved in selling weapons to terrorists was only reported for three days.

Then suddenly, a police officer shot a man walking on a footpath with a bag full of groceries. And all hell broke loose; all news channels intensively started reporting on it, and everyone forgot America was supporting terrorists and providing them weapons to kill their own soldiers.

This was big enough proof that the whole country was compromised at this point. Hector's work was being undone because more social issues meant people wouldn't see what the government did outside the boundaries. Meanwhile, Hector's policies were too successful and were creating economic and social prosperity. It was against crony capitalism's interests.

Hector and Diana saw all this unfold as they packed their bags for the mission in China. They had pinpointed the location of Ten Rings' headquarters already.

"See this; this is what I am fighting for. I love capitalism, but this is a bit too much," Hector muttered.

She sighed, "How will you deal with it?"

"I will try to have my guy elected. Then, I will control the national policy with the government under my control. Okay, let's go now. Moony, are you coming?"

"Wuf!" The fluffy boy turned his head away. ~I got better work to do, dad,~

"Why? I thought you'd be excited about it," he asked, clueless that Moony was more intelligent than he thought. He wanted his dad and mum to have some alone time.

"Woof Wuwu." he made a big portal and left to Kamar Taj, ~I need to train, dad. Bye-bye!~

"Is he not coming? Is he mad at something?" Diana worriedly asked.

~What happened to him?~ he wondered, "I don't know. He went to his magic teacher. Don't worry about him. He will only get spoiled by Yao,"

"Yao? Who is that?" Diana quickly interrogated with her eyes narrowing.

"Oh, she's the Master of the Mystic Arts. She protects the world from dimensional threats, and Moony learns from her. I should meet her sometime. After all, we're business partners," he muttered to himself at the end.

"Let's go on this mission first." She picked her and his bag up quickly.

"Yes. Without Moony, we will be jumping from orbit straight into their compound now." he headed to the Freedom One ship.

[A/N: After this small Ten Rings and romance arc, the mess of 2011 will begin. Consider the fic more than 60% done when that arc ends.]

[A/N: Btw, it might feel weird why Hector could easily conquer planets in space, but Earth is taking so much time. We need to understand that Marvel's earth literally is the main point of focus. There are so many OP gods, demons, dark beings, supervillains and heroes. All make it much harder to bring under one hand.]2

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