Morgan when angry either cusses or doodles… This is her coping mechanism. However, at this moment, she is very angry she is doing neither of them. The silent rage in her heart may seem invisible, but by the gritting of her teeth, it is painfully obvious enough that there are just some things she cannot let go of.
After this debacle, she’d definitely pay Stray a visit.
Now that her father has become Ironman, there is no longer any going back. Morgan can only go with the flow.
The current Ironman looks shit and doesn’t need any worth mentioning aside from its very obvious ugliness. Morgan with a single glance can also tell the machine’s trashy tech. Well, it is trashy according to her standard, but the Ironman Armor is still an Ironman Armor nonetheless.
Morgan doesn’t know how her father and Obadiah will come to a conclusion. There will definitely be a battle, in which the Ironman has historically gained its first victory. Still, Morgan doesn’t like her chances.
In the past month, Morgan hasn’t been idling. Though she wasn’t able to locate her father, she manages to gain a lot of valuable information— just like how Ivan Vanko is in contract with Obadiah. This sends a chill to Morgan’s spine.
Thus, Morgan arrives at the only thinkable solution to lessening the risk on her father— assassinate Obadiah Stane. Morgan would also love to deal with Ivan Vanko, but the man in question is currently missing which is suspicious.
In Morgan’s hideout, there is a dug space just beside her office desk. Morgan can only access this space through the ladies’ room. Secretly digging the space in her night shift with her nano-shovel is very tiring work, but with her innovative mind, Morgan manages to create a rather cozy place for herself.
In a certain corner, there is an intricate purplish blue armor that resembles Ironman except this one has hair, and its color motif is mostly purple and black. It has a sleek, petite, and feminine style.
The whole suit has lots of gravity-related techs. Powering it is a series of mini-pinky-sized Arc reactors creating a circuit. Beneath the unique alloy was a series of said Arc reactors. The hair in its head is also a curious wonder as it is of pure stabilized compressed dirt of sorcerous origins.
This is Morgan’s Magus Gear, Mark 12, a much-overpowered machine born of science that comes from restructuring magic. Morgan also incorporates her father’s nano-tech, of what is left of her nano-cuboid, into the suit as a blue scarf as a tribute to her own mother.
Morgan looks funnily at the overpowered armor which is only Mark 12… She cannot really blame herself for outclassing her dad too much as the knowledge in her head is too advanced. Morgan is a perfectionist after all, so she cannot really fault herself for being too awesome.
The only missing piece for Morgan is Artificial Intelligence… Sadly, Morgan is kind of dumb when it comes to this field of technology… She doesn’t know why she feels creating an AI a too hard of a task.
Morgan can only rely on the several assistance programs in her suit like aim-bot, physics prediction, energy consumption, system interface, and etcetera. Morgan suits up, her dirt sorcerous hair burns with mysterious blue flames, and the lines as if creating circuits similarly glow blue.
With her anti-gravity boots, she skates to the skies at a silent, stealthy, and sure speed.
Looking below her, Morgan sees Obadiah’s security detail along the stretching black vehicles. If Morgan has an AI, she can easily detect where Obadiah is… An AI would be able to jimmy the CCTVs and various lenses in its determinable range and ‘see’ where Obadiah is.
Morgan feels annoyed by her lack of an all-purpose assistant. She can only do it in a more violent way then. Coming with a bang, she crashes on the well-paved road. That’s taxpayer money, but it’s her first time.
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At her showy landing, the vehicles in front of her come to a sudden halt, some even going as far as skidding on the road.
Though Morgan manages to create her Magus Gear up to Mark 12, Morgan is guilty of not test-driving the others from Mark 1 to Mark 11… It was more of a fear issue by then… She cannot really have her mom learning her extracurricular activity at that time.
Morgan is inexperienced, but she has conviction. The armor she has doesn’t have the familiar repulsor blaster of the Ironman Armor, instead, the Magus Gear’s main weapons are its relative gravity manipulation and its blue nano-scarf.
“Obadiah Stane, you are wanted for the crimes against humanity! You hoard weapons, sell them to terrorist organizations, and have even funded questionable military weapons development! I ask you to surrender peacefully.”
Of course, Morgan is not expecting Obadiah to go down the easy path. Though Morgan knows that, she has to go through with the motions as to set the public opinion on her side. It is very calculating, yet that is how Morgan is…
She isn’t like her righteous father…
Obadiah’s bodyguards stir into action as one by one, they come out of their vehicles carrying guns of their own choosing. And then… they start shooting.
Morgan raises both of her palms and activates an anti-gravity field forcing all of the bullets coming her way to stop mid-air. Her armor is not as sturdy as her father’s as the alloys that her anti-gravity tech requires are of less tenacity, but more malleability.
With her anti-gravity boots, she glides forward almost surfing, elegant and fast. So fast nearly three-quarters the speed of a jet. The only force propelling her Magus Gear is the single kinetic blast from the back of her calf, shoulder blades, and waist. She was literally gliding on a vector that offers her increasing speed.
In the blink of an eye, she passes all of the black vehicles and the armed bodyguards. What happens next defies all common sense. All of the hostiles start floating as gravity ignores them. All of them, Morgan touches with a single flick of her scarf or a gentle tap of her Magus Gear’s palms.
It was Morgan’s special move: the Zero Gravity Touch. As its name suggests, the person or object she touches has the gravity surrounding them become zero.
Morgan skims on the many people floating above her. She raises her hand, and manually, picks off the ‘weapons’ that the bad guys were using. With a single wave of her hand, all of the firearms start dropping off one by one as the effects of anti-gravity disappear on them.
The people applaud at the amazing display as clearly the mysterious armored figure disables the ‘enemies’, in which, a kind of psychological brainwashing occurs to the people. Without them knowing, they start jumping on the bandwagon of equating heroism with style, overwhelming power, and appealing image!
That is how the tale of Gravity Girl’s debut opens itself to the people an ‘idea’ seemingly coming from a package. The bystanders don’t really know what is the underlying context of the situation. The cool suit and the awesome superhero landing have this effect on the people, of awe and grandeur.
It seems plainly acceptable that whoever was behind the curious purple construct is definitely a hero as if it was common sense. The way she catches all of the bullets to not let them ricochet spins turns into an exaggerated tale of how she defends the civilians from the bad bunch. Thus, a silk of lies comes together with a certain someone machinating all of it behind the scenes.
Sensualizing all of this on the internet, giving it a more definite image, and even going as far as to plant inciters in the site. Stray smiles as he watches this all from one of Obadiah’s cars. It was a very interesting sight for his hard work to bear fruit.
This is just the start.
Now, it is time for Stray to don his villainous role. Disfiguring his face with the same Extremis powers, Stray jumps off the vehicle, and his piercing heat cuts through the very vehicle he is riding. It has been some time since he was playing tag with Obadiah. Poor Obie doesn’t even know he is dancing within Stray’s palms.
“You are so damn poetic, you know that, Stray? Even going as far as to disfigure your face?” Morgan spitefully says, her tech filtering her voice to a more electronically revised sound.
Stray’s criminal tale is about a faceless man who steals from the rich to sustain the poor— it sounds so dreamy, but the truth cannot get crueler. The more Stray actually steals, the more people find their lives harder as the grip of the various conglomerates squeezes them dry of their every worth thinking that maybe the ‘Stray’ is one of them.
It is a misguided petty revenge in its vilest, and a way to circumvent their losses. Losing their money to a thief seems a logical reason for businesses to fire employees, cut wages, and all sorts. This is highly reasonable, and it is the truth, not that Stray ignores it.
Time and time again, Morgan slowly realizes that the ‘Stray’ might not even be the vigilante she imagines, not even an anti-hero, but just a deplorable villain disguising his cruelty with benevolence. This disgusting ‘hate’ start accumulating in her heart as the man himself continues thwarting her plans.
Thus, at the back of her mind, she declares ‘Stray’ as her Archnemesis.