I'm Alexander Pierce's son

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(Mini explanation. Drones are divided into four types. They're aviation flying off in pursuit of Tony, ground troops armed with mini artillery, fleets capable of raining missiles, and marines.... just Marines.)

As I assessed the prospects of my problems with failure, I felt my motivation multiply threefold. Opening fire with my machine guns, I went for a close approach with the drones. Dodging their bursts, I killed two Marines with a burst and using the body of one of them as armour, I launched myself at the landers. Throwing the rest of the drone at one of the gunners, I got into close combat. Although it was hard to call it combat. Drones relied more on their armour and weaponry, and when your opponent can move properly and is often behind you, you don't get much of a shot. No, he tried to hit me a couple of times, but I could tell from his movements that it wasn't exactly what he'd been trained for. After crushing its hull and finally making a hole, I ripped out the mini reactor I'd been craving. Losing access to power, the drone immediately fell face down. I left the reactor nearby and ripped off the big gun and moved on to the other tin cans. I must have looked extremely strange from the outside. A humanoid wolf in technologically advanced armour beating the crap out of robots with a ripped off cannon using it as a bat. Using my new weapon and a couple of grenade launcher shots, I took out 5 marines and 2 ground troops.

Again taking out their reactors. At one point I noticed the landers assume a firing position on the approaching Stark. I immediately rushed towards them and fired 2 grenade launcher rounds at their cluster. My charges took out 3 of the drones, but two were already starting to take aim. And at this point I must have looked like a comedy film character trying to kick down a door to no avail. I decided to interrupt their attack with a battering ram. Spreading out and bumping into one of them with my shoulder, I simply ran down him.

When my gaze fell on the concrete staircase, I realised the error of my ways. I hadn't taken into account that they were using the pins as stabilisers for aiming fire. But I didn't have time to interfere with their fire, even taking into account the new information. The drone was bent a bit because of my ramming and the sight was knocked down, which allowed Stark to put the aircraft hanging on the tail under his fire.

I lost sight of the fleet while I was busy with the land drones. And during my stupor, he had time to point his guns at me. And as I turned round to look at them, a rain of missiles rained down in my direction. If I get hit by this attack, the armour and me along with it will be ruined. For the initial method of countermeasures, I chose a rocket salvo, which was stored from the beginning of the battle. It was a one-time thing and very valuable. The laser was useless at this point because of its directional range. The salvo had managed to remove 60-70% of the missiles that were aiming at me, but the rest would be enough for my death, or a very painful recovery. And given the risk of mission failure, that can't be allowed to happen.

I didn't have enough reaction time to pull off the final trick. So I threw 19 points into dexterity to break the threshold of the human maximum. A message of congratulations and a new skill given to me for passing another body limit popped up in front of my eyes.

Releasing the last charge from the grenade launcher, the world around me seemed to slow down and I could clearly see the grenade flying towards the rest of the rocket salvo. Waiting for the right moment, I fired a bullet that hit the grenade with precision and set off a chain reaction of explosions. I was thrown 7-8 metres away and my face was burning badly. Checking my condition, I realised that I had depilated my face quite well and that it now had 3-4 shrapnel from the rocket plating. Taking cover from the fleet's machine gun fire behind a column, I began to retrieve the shards.

Once I was done with them, I switched on the acceleration and rushed at the drones, using part of the glove as a face shield. When I got to the first one, I ripped off its launcher and fired a line from my left wristband into its temple. I threw the launcher at the second droid and after taking three seconds I ripped off the first one's arm and using its firing mechanism I fired a line of armour piercing rounds from its built-in machine gun at the launcher in its neighbour's legs. This caused a massive explosion. Not much was left of the second droid, but in the meantime the other three had time to prepare a second salvo and I had to make a quick retreat. I managed to climb the stairs to the first floor and was tossed a metre up by the explosion, which tore apart the staircase I had been on a second before.

Jumping down from the balcony onto one of the droids I used my strength and the weight of my armour to push his head right into his chest. Anyway, now if I ripped the armour plate off his chest, it would probably look like a Krang cosplay. If he was a robot, of course.

I took out the last drone in close quarters. After that not-so-easy fight, I started scavenging what I could from my stash. Additionally, disarming those droids I didn't have time for in the heat of battle.

When I was done with them, I was missing a portion of each unit. Considering that the drones are controlled by Vanko, it was logical that he didn't let his entire mini-army go after the Stark armoured nooneim. And sent some of his forces to pursue his enemy. And realising where the drones would be rushing to, I moved towards the Japanese garden under the glass dome.

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Under the dome.

-Reboot complete. Friend's back with you. - Said Romanof taking remote control of Vanko's Warrior armour.

-Thank you very much Agent Romanof. - Replied Stark trying to catch his breath from the dynamic aerial chase.

-Your new device in your chest is more powerful, and according to your vitals, you're no longer dying. Does that have anything to do with your new friend? - Asked the widow trying to figure out what Ryan Pierce had to do with this whole situation.

-What friend? - Asked Tony trying to play dumb.

-Are you dying?! - Without letting the Widow continue the dialogue, Pepper began to ask for more information.

-Pepper, you're here too. No. Not anymore. - Tony replied, realising that even if he got out of this battle alive, he wouldn't be the same after seeing Miss Potts in person.

-What's going on? - Pepper demanded an explanation.

And this verbal scuffle could have gone on all evening, but the disappearing Hammer drones were already a few seconds away from Tony and Rowdy's location, which the Widow reported, interrupting their dialogue.

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As I approach the Japanese garden, I notice a couple dozen drones descending from the sky. Where do they come from? I thought I'd missed nine, but there's like twenty of them. Cybernetic budding?

I got to them right in the middle of the battle and using the effect of surprise I jumped 4 metres up and dive-bombed two Hummer bots in the chest.

-Boy? - Tony asked, trying not to be distracted by my appearance.

-Yeah. -I answered as I poured bullets into another one.

-You're kind of...

-Are you mad? - I asked with a smirk, which given my appearance probably looks creepy now.

-Well, I was going to say baked, but that's okay too. - Said Stark, firing mini rockets from the suit's wrists.

-Mutant? - Rowdy asked me, keeping his eyes open and mowing down enemies with the greatest efficiency of any of us, thanks to a machine gun controlled by a weak AI.

-Yes. -I answered, smashing the drone's head in.

When we were almost pinned down and a couple of seconds more and we'd be back to back Tony shouted.

-Duck down. - Then lasers shot out of the top of his hand. Kind of reminded me of the way Venom used spider webs in the '90s cartoons.

After Stark's attack, there were no functional drones to be found.

They're booby-trapped. We need to get the reactors out of them. - Said I'd get to work.

Natasha, tell security the drones are booby-trapped. - I relayed the information to Tony.

-Everyone who was at the Expo I've long ago disarmed and if there is no new batch, there is no danger. - I reassured Stark and Rhodes.

After a minute of ripping reactors out of the drones, I heard an alert from Natasha about a new enemy. It seems Vanko had finally realised that if you want something done, do it yourself.

Vanko landed in front of us and his helmet tucked very coolly into his suit.

-Good to see you.

-So am I. - I said, interrupting Ivan's words.

-What? -Asked Stark.

-I'm saying that's how my helmet should work. -What? - I explained, pointing towards Vanko's head.

-Believe me, it's not the best part of my armour. - Ivan said and released his whips.

-It's not good. - Said the Warrior quietly.

-Tony can you shoot like that again? - Asked Rowdy.

-No. -This attack consumes 60 per cent of the charge. - Said Stark, preparing for battle.

-Then stand back and I'll break this tin can of ex-wife. -Said Rowdy. - Said Rowdy and got into a more stable position.

-What? - We asked Stark at the same time.

It took 1.5 to 2 seconds to get ready for the superstorm, and it ended with a fizzle and a fade. Explain to me how a rocket engine can be damped by falling into a hole.????. HOW??? Where does this man get his money from if he sells such rubbish?

-Hammer did it? - Tony asked, realising who the creator of this thing was.

-Yes... - replied Rowdy, doomed.

-"I'll take care of it. - Said Stark and fired a bunch of shells into Vanko's face.

Unfortunately, his armour managed to expose his helmet before they would have taken his life.

Ivan then started hitting us with his whips, which did a pretty good job of burning through the armour and ripping chunks of it off when they touched. Rowdy, who opened fire, immediately lost his machine gun, and Stark, who tried to take the high ground, was gently slammed backwards against the rocks. I rushed into the melee with all my speed, hoping that my lack of experience with the size of my armour would make me inexperienced. As I got closer, I threw a punch under his ribs and managed to crush Vanko's armour only slightly. He turned around and was about to whip me when I activated the laser and squeezed everything I could out of the attack, burning through the armour and then slicing his arm off. He didn't lose blood because the laser had taken care of the cauterisation, but his combat potential was noticeably reduced after losing his right arm.

While Vanko was swearing at me in Russian, Stark managed to recover and rammed him from the back, dragging him face down a couple of dozen metres. The warrior continued to pour lead into Ivan's helmet, preventing him from concentrating on the system's screens. As Rowdy continued firing, he got too close, and Vanko took advantage of it to land a blow that knocked the Warrior back and gave Ivan at least a few seconds of silence. Iron Man was caught in the embrace of the energy lash and his armour began to melt a little at a time. I, realising that even wounded Vanko was a threat and seeing where the fight was going, took a risky step.

I approached him and began my attack, forcing him to turn his attention to me. Realising that Stark was already cooked enough that he wouldn't be able to engage anytime soon, Ivan let go of Stark's suit and increased his whip charge to deal with the more problematic surprise. First I destroyed most of the drones, which reduced Stark's problems, then I stripped him of his arm. I'm probably second on his list of enemies now, and just a little short of Iron Man.

His whip flew at me from behind and, as if possessing consciousness, turned so that my right side armour was pierced through with its end. That's what I was hoping for, because in wolf form I can increase my height a bit by 20-30 cm and lose some of my body size because of it. Not much, but in the armour, which was originally a couple of sizes bigger, I was able to push my torso to the left pretty well so that my side didn't get punched through, but just fried to a WELL DONE state.

I grabbed the end of the whip with my gauntlets, which were beginning to melt to my skin, and shouted to the Warrior to hold his arm, and approached Ivan's armour, turning the intimidation to maximum. It hurts like hell in my side, I can barely feel my arms, and the worst part is that I smell good.

As I endured the pain and tempting odour, I reached close to Vanko's breastplate and stabbed his generator with the tip of my whip with all my might. Now his own strongest weapon has become his prison. Without power, it's just a very cool and heavy coffin. Rowdy knocks Ivan out with a punch to the face. I slowly pull that tentacle out of my armour and fall on my back. Tony, lying on his back a few metres away from us, removes his helmet visor and asks.

-"Did we win?

-Yes... - I answer tiredly.

-Sort of. - Says the Warrior kicking Vanko.

-Super. - Stark puts his hand up.

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