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Chapter 73
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MilfMaid
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I Really Need To Upgrade My Suit…
Breaking into Stark Tower has never been on my bucket list, especially after the documentary I watched in one of my engineering classes about how absolutely insane the security system is here. But after the power shut down, and a little extra information from Happy, I guess it was safe to do it?
I quickly ran through the lobby, taking a couple seconds to gawk at the interior. Just the rug alone probably cost more than my Aunt May’s house! Not to mention all the antiques and technology around me… I can’t cause too much collateral damage in here or else I’d be in debt until my grand-children are in college!
I find myself in front of the elevator door and I quickly start to pull it open, revealing a huge and open elevator shaft. Wherever the actual elevator was it must have been stuck when the power was shut down, so this would be my easiest way up. I took a quick breath and then swung myself in, connecting to the wall, as I began to climb.
I counted as I passed each door, getting higher and higher, even losing count at one point. I hesitated slightly, did a couple calculations, and then continued to climb. I had to be close, in fact if my calculations were correct, this next floor is my stop! So I positioned myself with my back to the wall, sent two webs flying forward to connect one to each door, and swiftly pulled them open as I slingshotted myself into the main room in a summersault. As I landed and did a quick roll I let out a quick yelp as I stood, coming face to face with something that made my heart drop.

“Mrs. Stark! Oh my Gosh! I-I’m so sorry!” I start to stutter in a higher pitched voice, my cheeks just about as red under my mask as they looked on the outside. “I didn’t know you were here! I… I was just trying to help… and…” I hesitated slightly as I stared at the iconic hot rod red and golden armor as it stood there, unmoving and… not responding? It’s not like Tonya to not have some snide comments. I took a couple steps forward and poked the suit, hearing a small echo on the inside.
“Oh… you’re empty. Whoops! My bad!” I say with a quick chuckle as I take a small step away, and finally get a good look at the room I was standing in. My eyes widened, my jaw dropped, and I let out a very small “Woah…” as I looked around.

The room was absolutely enormous, filled with more scientific advancements than Oscorp and NYU put together! Though while those two were focused much more on biological engineering, this place seemed to be more akin to electrical and mechanical engineering… which shouldn’t be a surprise, given where I am.
There were holographic images lighting up the walls and floors, a hallow table currently projecting some sort of specs that not even I could figure out, whirring pieces of AI and machines moving on their own, seemingly building and welding things together… was that one called Dum-E? That sounds kind of rude!
I continued to walk forward and practically drool at the sights. I’ve always considered myself somewhat of an inventor, creating my webs and web fluid dispensers as well as a few other things, but this place makes my machines look like a child’s science fair project.
There were destroyed car parts, scrap metal, and junk thrown all across the place as these machines continued to aimlessly work. I would say they were focused but I mean, they’re machines so, it’s not like they could be programmed to do anything else but be focused on their task.
I continued to walk further in the building as I approached a pair of double doors that were locked. I took a second and placed my hand on the pad in front of them and, thanks to Happy giving me clearance, the doors swiftly slid up into the ceiling, giving me access to the room inside and…
“Oh. My. God.”

I was standing right in the middle of Iron Woman’s armory! Hanging from the walls in perfectly crafted containers was a ton of suits in varying sizes and colors, staring blankly forward, as if waiting for activation. There were dozens of them here… Tonya really needed to get a hobby. Or a girlfriend… maybe if I meet her after this I could throw my name in that hat too? I’m not too proud to be a sugar baby!

As I continued to look around I saw plenty of other things in here that was making me nerd out. Laying in the corner on one of the tables was a half-built prototype of Captain America’s iconic shield, on another a bright green containment unit with bright yellow letters that said CAUTION: GAMMA RADIATION on the side, and on one of the computer screens I saw a simulation for a concentration of a massive electrical energy output through a singular, hammer shaped, device…
“Is this… The Avengers compound???” I ask myself as I continue to stare in awe at all of the incredible work around me. I saw prototype arrows of different tricks and devices, a new and updated take on the coveted Widow’s Bite gauntlets, and a bunch of other different advancements that would serve for this team. Then, my eyes finally laid on to something that made my heart race even more.
Lying flat in the middle of the room, underneath the floorboards in a plexiglass containment unit, was a bright blue glowing light. It radiated pure, clean energy as it pulsed, with thick long wires reaching out from the main containment unit like a spider’s web, touching every piece of technology in this room, creating a self contained power source for the lab, completely separate from the rest of the building.
“The arc reactor…” I say softly as I take a couple steps forward, almost hypnotized by the sight. I had spent entire semesters studying this thing and how it possibly could have been created, or even just how it works, so seeing it in front of me was a dream! I was so enamored… I barely noticed my Spider-Senses going off as I am hit with a large concussive blast that sends me flying across the room.
“I was wondering when you were gonna show up.” Said a very familiar voice, deep and powerful. As I stood up I came face to face with the woman, once again in a dark purple outfit, metal claws adorning each of her hands, and a smirk growing across her face that looked so confident that it… was almost kind of hot. “Now the party can really get started!” The woman says with a hearty chuckle, as she points her arm cannon directly at me again.
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