121/Birth of the Cyberdragon

Birth of the Cyberdragon
Date of Scene:	25 April 2017
Location:	New York
Synopsis:	Summary needed.
Cast of Characters:	Cyberdragon, Iron Man, Starr, Gregory Stark, Emma Frost

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Cyberdragon has posed:
There is a lot moving through New york, Moving Vans, Delivery vans. All sorts. One in particular carries special cargo. The Typical non descript U-hual Moving van has been selected for the moving of this Cargo. Because of what it contains. Hidden inside is a Large chuck of Metal of alien Origins. The Metal it's self was recovered from a recently discovered Nazi Weapons War Cashe. The Documents indicate that the Nazi's had evacuated it when Allies attacked the base. Having found it under a Church under all sorts of Religious symbols designed to hold demons at bay. Records recovered indicated the Church called it the DEMON armor, a suit of armor that possessed a person and bestowed the foul blessing of great power.

The Suit's orginal owner had been burned at the steak and the suit when it went inactive sealed away. Studies by the Nazi's indicate that it is resistant to just about anything and everything. Even Diamon Tipped drills left no marks. Or rather, the material was marred, but it removed the mark in meer moments.

SHIELD is Transporting it in this manor to avoid possible security leaks and concerns that someone on the research team May be a Hydra spy. And as Such They have alerted IRON MAN, and have guards inside the truck, and it is well reinforced.

For most as this truck drives down the street in the middle of the day, it is very normal. Sun is shining, cool, As One young man is moving down the street. All Shit breaks loose, from one of the Windows an RP streaks across the area impacting thr truck blowing open the back of the Truck in a spectacular fireball.

At this point busting out through the side of the wall comes THE RHINO rushing and charging at the Cargo container...

Iron Man has posed:
Iron Man isn't riding on the top of the truck, mind. Nor is he in the immediate vicinity. Instead, he's taking a page from a spy book that probably hasn't yet been written, and he's having a cup of coffee at a nearby outdoor bistro, chatting up the lovely Emma Frost, voices low in an almost impossible attempt to remain 'intimate', or rather, 'discrete'. With Armani suit on, a pair of sunglasses obscure his eyes, and his head is cocked, listening intently to the words of his lovely companion, nodding in all the appropriate places. "Assuming that's the case. I've found you have to actually assume the worst, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be pleasantly surprised. I usually come out of it knowing I at least planned for the stupidity. Sometimes, though, they're far more ignorant than I even give them credit for."

There is a point, however, when Tony rises from the seat, daubing at the sides of his mouth, and he makes his apologies, "I'm sorry. Something just came up." Behind the lenses on his sunglasses, there comes the announcement, a statement from Jarvis regarding the constant scans he'd been requested to do. A light hand rests on the young lady's shoulder briefly, and he's gone, walking quickly and with purpose towards a store-front. //Where is a telephone booth when you need one?//

Obviously, Tony does find one, and in the next second, there's a flash.. and a be-suited Tony Stark rises into the air, headed for the direction of the Rhino with full thrusters.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia just happens to be nearby enjoying a new york hot dog (cuz, c'mon. fugeddaboutit), and actually gave the vendor a little extra because it's a damn good hot dog.

*BOOM*

And Rhino comes rumbling into the street and she shakes her head. "Man. Can't even take a friggin day off around here. I JUST got back from Bludhaven!" She then shakes her head. "I'll prolly be back in a few minutes. Need to take care of something." 'Right miss. You be careful out there."

A few moments later, nothing less than a staff wielding red head appears near the SHIELD carrier and making a rather frowny face at Rhino. "I don't think they want you to have that thing, Rhino." The next moment a red ball of force is careening towards Rhino to knock him off his feet.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     Inside of his limousine Gregory sets, watching the video feed on his ultra widescreen monitor. In one hand a small glass of orange juice, the other a television remote.

     As much as he enjoyed the... luxuries provided by living in Madripoor there was something to be said for riding around America while he worked.

     As he calmly sips from the glass of pure fruit juice he gives a light smile. It had been a rather stressful month all told with new operations opening across the globe in rapid succession in an attempt to keep the competition guessing. Of course even if every last venture failed he'd still be able to fall back on his 'other' ventures, but the opportunity created just the right amount of chaos to keep peoples noses out of his true business.

     Setting the remote down, his eyes shift from top to bottom scrolling the digital display of his sunglasses. An entire computer just within the confines of a simple pair of aviator shades, even a few years ago it would have been a dream, and yet here he was.

     "Finally, something gone righ-" Is all he manages to say before the entire world goes Topsy-Turvy.

     For Rhino it's just another oversized stumbling block between the man and his target, the cargo container. For Gregory Stark it was a one of a kind 1923 super stretch pure white Rolls Royce Silver Ghost.

     It was a car that had belonged to his father, a car that he'd personally helped to rebuild with the man, one of the only things that he still had of him other then the company. Yet in an instant the entire vehicle went spinning.

     The wall caved in first completely decimating the interior paneling of the car, and coating the pure white carpeting with various juices from Gregory's non-alcoholic bar.

     Without a seatbelt he's sent falling to the ceiling as the vehicle tumbles, smashed in two as the front end goes one way the back the other.

     For the bystanders it'd certainly be a rather impressive site.

Emma Frost has posed:
"Oh, no you don't." Emma says standing up quickly and starts to follow Tony, ignoring her half drunk coffee and chasing down the man in his Armani suit, with her reaching on top of her head and pulling down her enormous lensed Gucci sunglasses to obscure her face and protect from those harmful UV rays.

"I finally am going to have the chance to see you do your Iron Man thing. I am not missing it." The white queen says and even has to walk briskly after the not so super super hero. Though her healed shoes aren't making it easy she scoffs at the fellow billionaire until she's left at the booth with a huff and Emma crosses her arms beneath her chest, flustered at the gall of some men.

Though rapidly she would start hailing a cab (I know, EWW) and order the driver to follow that flying ostentatious suit!

Cyberdragon has posed:
Rhino had picked up two small cars, both thankfully empty as one is thrown at Iron Man and the other at some of the guards that were trying to fire at the Rhino, And as a result of it impacting the wall a number of the guards are knocked to the ground, alive, but hurt. Rhino is attempting to Grab hold of a Light post so he can try and use it like a Baseball bat to swat Iron Man out of the sky assuming he has time to rip it out of the Ground. "Time to swat ya Iron Man!" he says in his gruff voice.

As the Red ball of force hits Rhino he does stumble back some as the Pole is torn from the ground and soon it brings down power lines as they fall sparking and sizzling.

"Outta my way Punies it's Pay day!"

While Rhino is Distracted A young man is climbing into the truck grabbing hold of a guard under the arms to try and pull him out as some fire catches his close. attempting to pull a wounded guard out of the Truck to save his life. Unaware of the fuel line rupture that is leaking down as some of the power lines are sparking falling to the leaking fuel.

Emma Arrives just in time to watch the scene unfold. as she notes The young man is pushing a guard out of the Truck as Rhino tries to Swing that pole just as the wires hit the fuel and instantly ignite the fuel as it races up and causes the broken car's gas take to explode like a bomb. The Explosion knocks the young man back into the van. The Fire ball erupts up into the sky but thankfully the young man was partly behind the broken truck panel so was spared part of the explosion. A Flash of yellow light issues from inside the back of the truck, just a brief flash.

As the Rhino sees he has a new comer he tries to use that massive street pole to smash the woman who threw the Reball at him.

Iron Man has posed:
"Then stay safe on the sidelines," is thrown over his shoulder before Tony does, indeed, find a spot and come careening out as the red and gold armored Iron Man. Thrusters through the air, he's intent on his readouts first.

"Sir, I am reading a power outage in your location..."

Remarkably, that's coming just after Iron Man's got his attention turned towards the light-post bat wielding Rhino. It's not long there, however, and before he can deliver his own bolt to push The Rhino back, the blast of the explosion sends Tony flipping backwards before the stabilizers hit. The car doesn't escape his notice either, and there is a flash of regret for the 'death' of the car before he's got more to deal with than just the truck and/or Rhino. There's lives to be saved.

"Start evacuating the area!" is called down. "Jarvis, get me on channel with PD.." There needs no response before Tony begins again. "Cordon off the area. Don't let anyone through. I repeat, don't let anyone through. Let the hospitals know there's going to be a real need for them."

In the next second, Iron Man is on his way towards the truck.

Starr has posed:
    When the explosion goes boom, The red haired woman is behind a circular area that has a lot of glyphs encased in it. "Whew...that was close." She says as she sees a red and yellow suited man fly by....twice. Once coming in, once going out. "Wasn't that Iron Man?"

Then Rhino comes after her with a light pole.....which she stops with her staff....or more precisely, her staff that has become a scythe. "Jeez. I knew you were hot-tempered, but what'd this convoy do to you? Wake you up from your beauty nap? Cuz there's no beauty sleep that'll cure you."

Gregory Stark has posed:
     Setting on the roof of the back half of the old classic Gregory lays for a long moment. Smoke slowly fills the chamber as he's been impacted right into the side of a wall, bricks clattering off the frame and down the sides.

     Looking up towards the sky he ponders for a long moment, a slow drip of various fruit juices falling down towards him. An expression rather flat for a long moment while his brain tries to register what just happened.

     Rolling over onto his chest gregory places a single hand right into broken glass. A soft crunching as his hand crushes it in the process of attempting to push himself back to a stand, instead only finding himself slightly hunched over.

     Another pair of glasses rests completely ruined on his face, the third prototype destroyed in as many weeks.

     As he slowly climbs to the edge of the razor sharp edge of the ruined car he pats himself down obsessively with wet-naps from his pockets. His pure white suit and trench-coat slowly clean themselves thanks to the material used to make them but it doesn't stop a mild moment of freak out, before he collects himself, dropping to the ground from one story off the ground slammed into the side of a brick building.

Cyberdragon has posed:
As Iron man gets to the back of the Truck he sees a young man, if he is eighteen it would be a miracle, He's Dazed, but alive, cut and bleeding but he is on his knees arms bent back laying against the Golden boulder.

No, Not laying against

He's being absorbed by it.The Material runs up his legs, up his arms wrapping around his waist torso.

The young man finally comes to as his arms are pulled back and he realizes something is enveloping him as the scream of terror pierces the air. The sheer level of fear like an explosion in his confusion to those who are of a Psionic nature. There is no pain to it, just terror.



The Material flows up over his throat, the back of his head, and soon. A Golden mask forms over his face as his scream is cut off. The Material flows and moves up pulling him deeper into the material. The Very material SHIELD was Sending for study. Soon a Perfect sphere is in it's place as it seems to thrill and vibrate before going still.

Of course Rhino's lamp post is sliced open and then He sees Iron man near his target and grabs hold of a Car and screams. "No, I am being paid Big bucks for that it's mine!" he roars out trying to slam a massive car down on top of Iron man to smash him as the guards know to scatter and get out of the way.

Iron Man has posed:
This, this right here is the sort of thing Tony really hates about his job. The loss of a life, particularly when it's just starting. He's got his hand up, gesturing to offer his hand to the kid, "Take my ha-" Oh jeez.. "Jarvis, you reading this?" is asked slowly. "I want a full readout on this, and I want it fifteen seconds ago."

There it is, though... this thing, this creation has taken a life, and he can feel himself getting madder.. and right now, he's not really caring who catches the brunt of it. SHIELD, Rhino, Nazis long dead or maybe not? Doesn't really matter.

Turning aside from the view before him, Tony brings up a hand and pushes a pulse through, aiming for center of mass on the Rhino, his voice tense and low. It's lost that lilt, that seemingly ever present 'jovial' undertone. "There is no way you're getting this. Over my dead body, and as I'm around and have every intention of being around, you might as well pack it up and go home to your little friends and tell them that you failed because I said so."

Starr has posed:
    While Tony is concentrating on Rhino, ELycia is concentrating on keeping the fire from spreading. Using her magic, she's erects barriers around the fire. Why Barriers? To rob the fire of it's oxygen needed for it's reaction. No oxygen, it'll go out soon.....In the meantime, ELycia flies up out of Rhino's reach and actually opens a book. "There's gotta be a containment spell in here somewhere...to keep someone THIS strong from getting loose.

Gregory Stark has posed:
     Thanks to the positioning of the crash Gregory is able to make relatively good time onto the scene of the crime, just in time to see a man get absorbed by a thing in that cargo container.

     To be honest it's quite fascinating. To think of the potential weaponizing one could do with that. It could revolutionize combat, then again so could his nanobots, but he's not exactly keen on a grey goo scenario.

     As Tony makes his blast Gregory leans hard on a nearby streetlamp. The force applied caused it to bend over on the spot, and while it won't be nearly enough to kill the rhino judging by the force of Iron Mans blast, the trajectory of the flying figure, and the general wind direction it's a very sure bet that he'll slam right into this pole and wrap it right around himself.

     Assuming there's not something he's missing of course.

Cyberdragon has posed:
The Car Drops where Rhino is standing. Or rather Was Standing because of the force of the Blast Rhino is knocked back hard and fast. Plowing through a building as he just lays there dazed. He had not expected. As he can feel himself really out of it.

The golden sphere will have readings of the boy inside his vitals are out of control, sheer panic mode has set in. the sphere is just holding him inside, his lungs burning trying to draw in oxygen that they fail to get, and then the constricting of the throat just enough to block off the flow of blood to the brain and moments later, the panic stops, the victim has been rendered unconsious.And his lungs expand as Stark can see the form of the boy kneeling inside his throat is being let go of, as his lungs fill with air? A scan shows the sphere is pulling air inside to feed the boy.

The material is now pushing in to the nose, mouth, and eyes pushing into the body, as it begins to reach the brain slowly sliding through the grey matter moving. By passing areas that might allow one to control the boy buy it foces on the hypocampus. And behins to push into it, as it starts to fire off like mad. As if it was stimulating his memory reading his mind. The material begins to home in on the motor control center, and through the spinal cord spreading through out his body along his nerves.

It is at this point the scans are getting fuzzy as the sphere begins to issue a thrumming and it soon has bloocked the scans feeding on energy around it.

The Rhino has indeed ended up out of action as Elycia Kreiger can get the fire under control and the Rhino begins to just try and get up realizing that Iron man is no Web head. And is debating scrubbing this.

The shpere contionues to thrub and throb almost like a heart beat. And soon dispite the sheen on it, all reflection is lost.

Iron Man has posed:
It's only that moment that Tony spends with Rhino. The Police have, hopefully, cordoned off the area, and so he can deal with what is going on in the, well, what's left of the truck. He puts his hand out for Elycia, warning her away as he reads what is left of the scans. It's a good thing no one can see what his expression is on the inside, what with his mask being impassive on the out. He's sweating, and in moving forward, he speaks to her. "Don't get near it." Just in case she needed to be told.

"Jarvis, buddy.. give me a reading."

"Sir, it seems that currently, it no longer is allowing for our initial scans. It has a shielding to it that currently we cannot penetrate. Perhaps if-"

"I bring it back, yeah.." and of //course// Tony reaches out in order to grasp it with a shift of his power settings on the repulsors. It'll be something of a float, both pushing and pulling.

"Hey kid, if you can hear me.. I'm here. We're gonna get you out. That, I swear." Please god. "Just hold on."

Sorry brother... Tony just hasn't yet noticed you...

Starr has posed:
    Elycia holds out a hand to bind Rhino's arms and legs....and his neck with glowing magical bands. "So you'll stay out of the way." She says as she flips through pages and smiles a bit. After a few spidery words.....it begins to snow. "Well.....The hardest part was saying those words....."

Gregory Stark has posed:
     And Rhino goes completely wide of his perceived trajectory thanks in part to a slight change in wind direction. "Well it was worth a try." Gregory comments to himself, placing the small wetnap he'd had over his gloved hand to push over the light pole right into a nearby bin without getting too close to it.

     Not allowing it to keep him down Gregory gives a light jog closer towards His Brother and the blop. In the process of moving he pulls out a small pocket umbrella in spite of clear skies pushing it up into a full and proper positioning.

     Once the umbrella is open he does what any sensible good Samaritan in his position would. He kicks a hydrant clean off its foundation allowing for a torrent of water to raise high into the sky and start helping to put out fires.

     With water in the sky and umbrella in hand he jogs right beside Tony. "I must say this is not exactly how I thought I'd come across you." His free hand held up to the side of his shattered glasses, looking for a quick scan from what's left of the computer within.

     Of course it's arround now that the water begins to turn to snow.

Cyberdragon has posed:
Two and a half hours later

Inside Tony's bunker while Stark tirelessly works on the sphere containing one John Quentin Coltan. made by facial recognition. Perhaps it makes it easier to pile drive through attempting to save the boy inside. 16 years old, Grandmother died of an illness when he was 13, his mother died last year due to a car wreck. John spent nearly three months convincing the judge to allow him to be on his own. And only just enrolled in the culinary institute of America determined to be a world class chef.

His other interest is Dragons. Web Page shows him with dozens of dragon statues, pictures, posters. Even some of his comments and messages on the pages indicate that he had always dreamed of being a Dragon themed super hero, but after an incident when he was thirteen that resulted in him being injured in a super villain Attack, he lost much of the drive to be a super hero. Perhaps the thing that might hit Stark the hardest, is that Stark was the one who had saved him after he got injured. Pulling his ass out of the line of fire.

The more powerful Scanners at Stark Tower allow Stark to see inside the sphere, the surface and material is as hard as Tungston Carbide. And far more flexible and resilient. The over all structure of the object is not a solid object, the molecules are too organized, the orb is actually something else. It is composed of a Cell like structure, with the exception that it has metallic elements replacing Carbon in the cellular structure.

The Sphere's material has infected his brain forming nodules in the motor cortex. It has pulled out of the hippocampus It has spread out along the nervous system forming an interconnected web around his spinal cord and nervous system, small micro nodules, all being deposited. Scans of John show he is unconscious as the Material left behind shows a perfect inter weaving in the nerves and finally begins to withdraw from the brain. It is a good thing scans indicate he is still unconscious, almost comatose. Otherwise this process would be absolute torture.

Iron Man has posed:
Two and a half hours. In that time, all Tony's managed for himself is to take off his suit; every other second has been dedicated to the kid inside. Working in a pair of sweats and a dirty grey t-shirt, he's on the arrays, trying to pull more information out, and to see if he can't get any chance of life support in. The kicker here is that he simply didn't recognize the kid from before; it was the scans of the papers, the media that put him there at the scene three years ago. Now... now he remembers.

The longer this goes, the more Tony begins to realize there isn't a damned thing he can do. With the spinal cord taken over, the neurological connections overridden, all he can hope to do is to try and protect that brain stem and the medulla. From there, heart, breathing.. anything else he can work with, Scout's honor.

Of course, secondarily to all of this is the chance of this.. thing taking over other people. There's got to be a way to contain it all as well. But that's for later.

At this moment, Tony is right beside the thing, manipulating his lasers for yet another attempt to see if he can't reach the youth inside, if only to get a simple, single direct connection. "C'mon, John. I'm here, buddy. Not gonna let you get eaten by this damned dragon," is murmured. He's got John's positioning within, like a huge womb, where he's curled up. "Open up.."

Cyberdragon has posed:
The Sphere does seem to be sliced by the Lasers but soon it begins to react, once more taking on a highly reflective Metallic sheen that will instantly reflect the most powerful of Lasers. Which no doubt catches Stark by surprise. The Laser rebounding off the hole of the sphere back into the laaser emitter causing it to explode. The hole then seals back up, Once more forming a perfect circle.

Ironically it is avoiding Medulla, it's not infecting the other parts of the Brain. Absorbs him, Knocks him out, puts him into a Coma, then infects his body leaving trace amounts through out his body? What the hell type of thing is that?

The Sphere it's self has a small flat spot on the ground as the scans indicate that John is inside kneeling in serenity. Finally the Orb begins to shimmer as a scale like texture begins to form along this thousand pound artifact, The Golden Color beginning to fade The Golden turns more yellow, and orange slowly darkening to a dark blood red colors, some parts of the orb begin to darken taking on Black Tiger like Stripes. An Electrical field crackles around it as more patterns begin to emerge. The Sphere begins to contract, and pull up slowly altering it's shape, Forming a vaguely human like blob around John.

Iron Man has posed:
Tony's good; he's not going full power quite yet as he can almost feel the give of the thing. In those next seconds, though, once he's got a slice, it closes up, gets that shine, and even if he doesn't have spidey senses, he's got sense enough to drop the laser before it explodes. Twisting, Tony shields his head, and little bits of metal embed into his back. Blood oozes, but it's nothing that he's paying attention to. He's watching that sphere to be sure it doesn't do anything more than just close up the slice.

A wince creases Tony's face as he puts a hand to his shoulder, and when it comes away, he can feel the warm stickiness. He'll be fine. Walk it off. His hand is wiped off on a towel, and he's back to looking at his arrays. Heart. Brain. //Nothing around the stem or medulla... huh.// No sign of any brain activity as he talks to the kid either? Probably not.

It's when it begins to move, to reshape that Tony's sensors start going off in a quite a clatter. Backing up a couple of steps, he's ready to call out his suit just as protection, but he's too much of a scientist. "Okay.. JARVIS, you're recording this, right?" As if he has to ask?

"Yes, sir," comes the reply. "On all spectrum levels. May I suggest you step out into the containment area? While it is not showing signs of high radiation, you may wish to have some protection."

"Huh? Oh.. yeah. No." Tony shakes his head, but he does take another step back, wincing as he does. "John.. hey.. can you hear me?" He pauses before shaking his head, "No, probably not."

Cyberdragon has posed:
The Energy of it has spiked as it is not emitting anything yet. Moving forward the red and black form ripples and shifts as hands pull off the legs forming arms and leaning forward rests on his hands and knees, the form continues to shift and ripple drawing and tightening. Finally from the area of the head comes the form of a triangular shape as it pushes out from the stump of the neck, John's head inside the neck which. Then as what appears to be a muzzle or snout, begins to widen, and then splits like a mouth and issues a loud Roar. The Roar predatory with a Metallic reverb to it as if venting all the pain of it's Birth. Strands of the material still connecting the jaws break and then start to solidify shorting forming the clear image if teeth. Two black Horn like protrusions form on the back of the head like spines pushing up and back like a crest of horns. Peeling off from the back comes a thick protrusion as it extends from the rear and begins to thin and elongate lengthening into the clear shape of a tail.

Iron Man has posed:
As the thing self-creates, Tony's watching, though it's not long into the 'birth' where he murmurs, "Jarvis..." and holds out a hand. In the next second, one part of Tony's suit flies in to settle on his hand; he's got some protection, at the very least in the form of one of his laser emitters. The arc reactor glows blue as the laser warms up, pulling power directly from the center of his chest. He stands there, though, which is probably pretty stupid in hindsight, but!

"John! You in there?" Tony knows he is, but there's no hint of control, at least as far as he's aware. Things are changing really, really fast. "John.. it's Tony. Tony Stark. You with me?"%

Cyberdragon has posed:
The form continues to tighten and refine as from the back comes a large mass of material as it lifts up peeling from the back and spreading up over the shoulder blades lifts up first the right one unfolds revealing four elongated finger like protrusions as the wings for that is nothing else what they could be, and then the wings extend reaching a span of at least twenty-five feet as the wing bones lengthen and soon an interconnecting strands of the material start to flow down forming wing membranes. With the batlike wings formed. The creature seems to stop moving around and then with the head pointing down, from the nose back a ripple lashes across the body, The form becomes sharper. Clearly Draconic in nature.

Is this some kind of sick twisted joke, Divine intervention, a Miracle. what are the chances that a young boy who had developed a love for dragons, then super heroes, and then dreamed of becoming a Draconic Super hero. What are the odds that this could happen? a billion to one, a Trillion, a hundred trillion to one. Somewhere between no chance in hell and divine intervention? The Wings draw up wrapping around the body as if to shield and protect as more rippled and an electrical energy, bio-electrical in nature begins to ripple and form all over the body, molding and the features are refining with each surge.

Iron Man has posed:
It's lucky, then, that the Bunker's lab is large. It has to be, thanks to the size and scope of some of Tony's experiments. There isn't a whole lot he can do, really. Jarvis has the recording going on, has the studies in spectrums that he'll be able to pour over later. In this sense, he's a whole lot like the police; stuff happens and he's there to pick up the pieces, figure out where they all go and move on from there.

Tony Stark hates reacting.

"Okay... a real dragon. Buddy, the thing might be reading your mind. Kinda creepy, not gonna lie. If you're in there, try and see what you can do about being a person. Hard to talk when you're a dragon. Teeth are too sharp, snout's too long."

Cyberdragon has posed:
But it has happened with each ripple down the dragon from the snout the form becomes more and more refined, as each pass refines and brings out a bio mechanical nature. Spikes along the back form as talons grace the hands claws on the feet sharp and serrated. The tail tipped with a serrated blade that Jarvis says is exactly three nano meter's thick. The Wings not just covered in scales but the appearance of scaled feathers, or sceathers? finally the shifting and electrical currents stop. And the wings snap open revealing the final form in all it's glory is a Bio mechanical dragon that had enveloped John Coltan who is still unconscious. And then finally the Dragon lifts it's head and face in the direction of Iron man and finally the eyes snap open as gold red eyes glow fiercely. The Talons, Claws, teeth. The Bladed tail? This thing could do some serious damage to the human body.

The Dragon slowly lifts his head up showing his throat and soon a split forms in the throat area as at first what seems like hair can be seen and it continues to slide down slowly as John's face can be seen. Slowly his head begins to slip out of the dragons throat through his form, His head hangs down and slowly the slit slides down the chest over the shoulders as John is slowly disgorged from the inside of the creature. His vitals clear and his breathing regular sleeping deeply as the dragon keeps splitting open until John lays on the ground and the dragon starts to fold up sealing becoming more slender as it moves a front limb up and begins walking back away over John slowly backing away from him. Scans indicate that John is unhurt, unconscious, but unhurt.

Finally the dragon speaks, a Metallic resonance to his voice. "John will have some memory issues in that he may find it difficult to recall the last few days. It is natural upon bonding with a new host. I am Cyber. John is my first host since September eighteenth fourteen hundred ninty-two. When my Previous host was captured by the Spanish Inquisition, And burned at the stake for possessing me. If you want to wake him up I would suggest a bucket of Ice water. Though the scent of Coffee while slower, would be kinder."

Iron Man has posed:
The moment, the very second that John can be seen coming through, Tony's there, helping support the kid, easing him down so he doesn't get hurt, but not before pulling him away from the creature. "Jarvis?"

"Scanning, sir. John's vital signs are stable, sir. Brain function suggests unconsciousness rather than coma. Nothing neurologically seems to be damaged." While Jarvis is giving his accounting, he's helpfully got the lad's bio-output up in holo form where nerves can be traced, blood vessels, organs.. and the brain scans that show the random firing.

"1492, huh? Didn't make it here, then." Still, it's good to know the creature has a weakness, unacceptable as it is. But, that's for later.

"Coffee.. right." Not going to use ice water. It'd shock the system and could, yes, put the kid into shock. Once John's on the ground, Tony pulls off his bloodied shirt to put it under the kid's head (blood side down). Rolling his shoulders, he winces at the ache (pain is gone, dull ache with the holes in his back), and steps into the outer area to grab some coffee. "So, Cyber," he tries to keep this conversational, "Where are you from?"

Cyberdragon has posed:
As Cyber stays back from John Keeping his distant from his newst host. It takes him a moment, clearing searching his memories. "I have no memories of where I have come from. But I first awakened in the most sothern regions of what you call Africa, somewhere between fifteen and twenty-five thousand years ago. While I have not been active for all that time, It is a rought estimate base on the knowledge I have from John's memories."

And that should hit the reason WHY he was accessing the Hippocapmus, it was readong and acessing John's memories. John's not infected mentally the areas of the brain responsible for freewill and cognitive thought are free of the material. "Until I joined with John, I have been viewed as any from a divine relic, to a magical construct, to a demon out of hell." As he moves to sit on his haunchs tail curluing arounf him tail blade twitching in amusement almost like a cat would in amusement. "Though now I beleive the proper term would be Omniversal environmental Survival system of alien origin." he says. And of course the scent of Coffee when it comes near john he groans out, "Who the hell slipped me the mickey?" he grumbles.

Iron Man has posed:
There it is in all its blazing glory, the arc reactor sitting smack daub in the middle of Tony's chest. Though from the looks of it, the man does work out. Carrying a cup of coffee back, he's listening to the creature, and crouching by John, he's holding out the coffee. "What the hell do you know about mickeys, kid? You're too young. Stay that way." The cup is put down and Tony straightens back up, and he's still got the bit of tech on his hand. Just in case. (Though right now, it's only good enough to make him feel better.)

"Fifteen and twenty-five thousand years ago?" Tony whistles before he chuckles. "Right. I get that. You couldn't beat out cats, though, huh." Egypt and their cats.

It's the next descriptor that seems to work for Tony, and he repeats it to commit it to memory. He likes that one! "Environmental survival system. And in order to function, you need a host. So, what now?" He looks between John and the creature, back and forth, "You've got a link now?"

Cyberdragon has posed:
As John starts to wake as he says, "Too early for techno talk." He groans. "Coffee who ever you are your hired." and he groans out trying to push up to take the Cup of Coffee as smiles.

As Cyber speaks. //"Actually For A time I was joined with the Pharoahs of Egypt as the Armor of Amun-Ra. Even the Black Panthers of Wukanda.// And then Cyber Says. //"Yes I do Require a host for functioning. My form dictated by the desires of my host. As for what now. What ever John desires. You may want to back away from him, when he sees me he will most likely sent into a bit of panic."//

John of course will take the cup of coffee and hot or cold, stale or fresh he will drink it down all in one go. And looking around he looks up and John's eyes focusing on Tony Stark as he focuses his thoughts on the bare Chest and seeing the Arc Reactor. and then his mind processes. "You the real Tony Stark, or is this Candid Camera?" And then he turns his head noticing the Dragon and then back to stark as he goes wide eyed and then turned back to look at Cyber and his skin pales before he yelps scrambling back. "Who what, I never described you!" he starts to pull back away from a creature he has seen only in his imagination.

Iron Man has posed:
"Yeah, yeah. Just drink your coffee." Tony is nothing if not relieved the kid seems okay. No slurring, no apparent weaknesses. Nothing that gives him an indication that something is just really, really off.

"Wakanda, huh? T'Challa will love to hear that." It's more an aside than anything else. but when the warning comes in, Tony cants his head. He doesn't look concerned about potential outcomes, here.

"Yeah, kid. I am. You're safe. In Stark Tower right now in one of my labs." He gestures with a nod towards the dragon and continues, "Better than the movie 'Pete's Dragon'." He's keeping his tones calm and even, not even hinting this might be strange and/or out of the ordinary. When John starts his own personal freak out, however, Tony's right there, "Hey, hey.. it's okay. Really. You're okay." Now. "Everything is gonna be fine. I promise." He pauses and tries to look John in the eye, "Would I lie to you? C'mon. Give me that."

Cyberdragon has posed:
Cyber on the otherhand only seems to smile. Seems some things never change when a host is joined to him un expectedly. As Cyber allows John to compose himself and as he knows roughly when John can start processing information, One benefit is he knows John better than himself. //"Hello John. I am Cyber. Though I am unsure how it has happened, you have activated me. I am a mimetic universal environmental survival system. A Symbiote, and I am linked to you now. During the Merger I absorbed you into my inactive form and began to search your memories and assumed a form you would find most pleasing. That of a Childhood super armor you once envisioned. Cyberdragon."//

As John processes the information he looks to Stark as John is trying to mouth the words. "Do you have any idea the odds are of this?" John stammers out as he moves closer to Stark still a bit scared. But Cyber says without missing a beat.

"Somewhere between Divine intervention and no chance in hell? The Former is most certianly a possibility. A number of my Hosts whom I was joined with served powerful beings. Ra, Basst, Sekmet, Aries, Athena, Zeus, And some did have interaction with such powerful beings. The list goes on."// Cyber says.

John looks around the Area and then to Stark as John is trying to form Questions to Ask Stark as to what the hell is going on. But can not find the words, finally he just starts to get weak and want to find some place to sit down.

Iron Man has posed:
"You know that's just mean, right Cyber? Taking the form of a childhood super armor? C'mon. Though, I'm a little disappointed it's a dragon." Tony looks back at John and adds, bringing his hand up, "Not judging here." All this time, however, Tony is standing between John and the walking, talking, snarking suit protectively, not that anything can happen to the kid now, if he's reading all this correctly.

"Sir, looking back in the records, and I have found potential matches in 1492 that may correspond with the Universal Environmental Survival System."

"Thank you, Jarvis. Bring 'em up, if you would." Of course it's all in journals, any 'pictures' would be in woodblock, assuming there was anything cast at the time. As it appears in holo-form, the entries are in written form, and Tony's taking a look at it, trying to focus in on one or two possibilities out of the four and five.

"G'head and sit down at the table, John. Just don't touch anything, okay?" Tony takes a couple of steps to pick up the bloodied t-shirt, and he looks to put it back on. Seeing the holes in the back and the blood, he wads it up in a ball and tosses it across the room for later.

"Okay, Cyber, I'm gonna level with you here. You seem to be pretty intelligent. You were on your way to a secure location to be studied. The shipment of one got waylaid by a guy named Rhino who seemed to have known about you, which was pretty impressive because I didn't know what you were at the time. Or rather, what you were capable of doing. All ... that happened, and I brought you here, in this secured location. Lucky for you, and John, I'm not looking to keep you guys buried under miles of bedrock, studying you for the rest of your natural lives." Tony begins to pace as he speaks, a hand dipping into a pocket as he waves and gestures with the one that still holds the laser. "Now, though, I need to know that this is a one time process. You got the kid, and assuming that John's amenable to it, because I sure as hell won't make him deal with you if he doesn't want to, I want to do a few studies to make sure that he's okay and that you're not... contagious like other techno-organic diseases are."

Cyberdragon has posed:
As Cyber listens and Cyber smiles when he sees the image. //"Also you may want to search for the term Living Armor."// Cyber also provides information of other events stretching back HUNDREDS of more years involving tales of shape changers, werewolves, demons, dragons. And they will also show up but the farther back the more obscure it gets. The one thing that Stark can see is that Not all of Cyber's hosts have been good guys, some were down right evil.

John takes it in strides as he processes the information his clothes have been torn and shredded in some place fromt he explosion. Finally Cyber speaks to Stark //'I understand Mr. Stark. If I beleived other wise, we would not be having this pleasant conversation. My primary goal and instinct has been always the protection of my host. No it will not happen again, it never has."// Then turning to look over John's Bio readouts as he notes the forign material in John's body. //"I have no control over the material inside John's body, but it acts like a sort of interface system allowing use to function together. But I am not a slave. In order for us to function together, we must co-operate. You will be dominate and incontrol of our actions when joined. I will function as a voice and an assistant."// As Cyber makes it sound almost like he mirrors Stark's set up with Jarvis! Is that Copy Right infringment? Oh wait, wouldn't stark be the violated Since Cyber has done it for thousands of years?

Iron Man has posed:
Great. An amoral sentient suit. "Right, with all the morality of your host only." Tony's got the gist of it right there. Twisting around, brown eyes meet the young John's, and it lingers there. "You okay with this, kid? You don't have to be, you know." But, if he is, Tony'll be more than happy to help him along, and deal with the fallout from SHIELD. No doubt those goons'll be banging on his door soon enough. Wasn't any secret that Iron Man absconded with the goods, as it were, and didn't come ringing SHIELD's doorbell with the delivery.

Heck, there is a good possibility that Tony could be arrested for this (not that he hasn't been before, for almost the same thing).

"Lemme get you something to eat, and we'll look at what we have here, and then you can make an informed decision."

Cyberdragon has posed:
As John listens into it Cyber smiles at Stark, //"Not exactly I have enough free will to refuse co-operation. Such as when my host considers me property and an object. I always resented that. And I have never ever accepted a new host that murdered my previous one simply to obtain me. More than one has made that mistake, when you figure out the activation trigger and you will Mr. Stark. Keep it to your self. I haver no desire to loose John so soon."//

John swallows and hangs his head as already he has stars in his eyes as the posibilities danger and excitement. "What's done is done. Let's take it one day at a time, and yeah... food I'm cooking." and John once he gets into the kitchen John becomes much more relaxed as he seems to have a real passion for cooking and is not a half bad cook for someone so young.