Iron Woman, Part 7- The Whipping B!tch

SOME OF THE LOGOS, CHARACTERS AND SETTINGS ARE THE PROPERTY OF MARVEL, INC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Rated M for Mature

Appropriate for readers 18 and over. May contain extreme violence, sexual themes, nudity, or profanity.

Iron Woman, Part 7- The Whipping B!tch

Tara Stark managed to get up from the pile of rubble. She had no idea this thing would happen to her. The plan was jeopardized by none other than the figure, who just unleashed her energy whips from her armored bracelets. She wondered who this figure could be, and how she knew her real name. Maybe, this person knew Iron Woman’s true identity, when Tara revealed herself to the public, announcing that she was Iron Woman. People were almost shocked and surprised to see the rich smart-@$$ was the superhero, after she had saved them from the baddies. Now, Tara wanted to know what really happened, due to the fact that her company secrets were somehow leaked to the terrorists. This figure, who was standing right now, could be their leader. But Tara doubted it. Because she could be one of the leader’s henchmen.

“Who are you?” Tara asked, while staggering over the pile of rocks.

The figure laughed as if Tara had no idea who she was. Her real name was Ivana Vanko, a Russian scientist who tried to replicate Tara’s armor technology. She had failed countless times, until she created a brand new armor, which was almost similar to the one that Tara was wearing now. It was a tough call for Ivana. She was so proud to this day that she finally created an armored version of herself. She knew Tara’s plans, including the Black Spider who tried to get up from the rubble. Finally, he stood up and saw Ivana. He looked surprised and pretty tired, wanting to know what the f*** was going on.

“Who... Who are you?” Nathan asked the same question. He was ready to fire at Ivana with his gun. But the guards were already behind him, ready to shoot the intruders. Nathan looked over his shoulders, and knew he was almost surrounded. Tara looked over her shoulders too. Then she looked back at Ivana with her energy whips.

“HA! HA! HA!” Ivana laughed again. “You and the Black Spider have been surrounded. What are you going to do, Miss Stark?”

“Do I know you?” Tara interrupted the strange-mask, looking villain. Ivana had been waiting for this moment. She wanted to see her enemy die in her cold hands. She lashed her energy whips, holding the Iron Woman’s hands. Tara saw what Ivana was doing to her. She could feel the energy being drained, and ignited several sparks of light from her armor.

“AAAAAH!” Tara screamed, as she tried to move away from Ivana's energy whips. The Russian villain decided it was time to introduce herself rather than being a mysterious woman, wearing her new armor.

“My name is Ivana Vanko. People call me the Lash Mistress. I have come to f*** you, Miss Stark.”

Tara didn’t recall the name. It did sound familiar though. She tried to recollect her thoughts, but couldn’t. She wanted to get away from her energy whips, despite being caught on her armored arms.

“What's the matter, Miss Stark?” Ivana mocked. “Are you feeling the pain?”

Tara felt the pain. She felt like she couldn’t move away from the strange energy, which began to disrupt her systems.

“Warning! Warning!” The computer spoke through her helmet. “Fuel has gone down to 30%. Warning!”

No, Tara thought. I can’t die like this. She saw Nathan staring at her. He couldn’t move, since the guards were still aiming their guns at him. She wondered what it would be like to get f***ed by him. Only time could tell. But she needed to get out of this mess. She needed to complete this mission without failure.

All of a sudden, Tara held the energy whip with her other hand, and pulled Ivana forward across the rubble. The Lash Mistress hit the rubble, so hard that it had given her an amount of pain. Tara had been finally released from her energy whips, yet the systems still came crashing down, telling her to stop. But Tara wouldn’t listen. She wouldn’t give up a fight. She turned towards the guards, raising her right hand. The guards turned their eyes away from the Black Spider, and shot several rounds at the Iron Woman. The bullets merely deflected her armor because the energy whips gave her an almost amount of shock, frying the systems down.

Without thinking, Tara dropped her right hand down, and jumped over the guards. Then she hit their faces. The other guard almost hit the Black Spider from behind. But Nathan quickly used his wits, and kicked his d!*k very hard. The guard held it down, and fell down on the floor. Then Nathan gave another good solid kick on the other guards, almost smashing their skulls. They dropped to the floor, unconscious.

Ivana got up from the rubble, and was ready for another strike against her common enemy. But Tara knew she was only coming after her, except for Nathan. So, Tara raised her right hand and this time shot a blast, the repulsor beam, which hit Ivana’s chest. She flew backwards through the broken door, which she had just taken down.

Tara and Nathan came through the open, broken door. They thought how they were going to steal a single box of mandarin oranges from inside the building. Even though Ivana knew their plan, she had to capture Tara Stark for herself. She also had to prevent this heroic duo from stealing the mandarin oranges. She gave out another whipping action towards the heroes. Tara flew over, just to make sure that the energy whips wouldn’t scratch her armored body again. During the attack, Nathan couldn’t help watching Tara’s current state. If he allowed her to die, there was no way that he could have a chance to touch her armored @$$, or even f*** her. I must save her, he thought.

While Tara kept flying in the air, she unleashed another repulsor beam from her right hand, which went straight towards the Lash Mistress. But Ivana managed to dodge it, and went away from the attack. The blast shot across the hallway, until it vaporized the unconscious guards.

$h!t, Tara thought. I missed it. Ever since, she made her new armors, she had to experiment them for a while, so that she could be ready to save the world. One mistake could lead to drastic consequences, and she couldn’t allow it to happen. She flew and pushed the Lash Mistress away from Nathan. The Lash Mistress used her legs to kick the Iron Woman’s gut. Tara didn’t feel the pain, but the spark was still there, still frying her circuits. She wondered if the systems were still going down. It was still at 30%. She had enough power left to disable the Lash Mistress. She also planned to destroy those armored bracelets, which the Lash Mistress was able to unleash her energy whips from. The Lash Mistress kicked the Iron Woman’s gut again and again. Tara saw the green hair, which was shown outside her helmet. She pulled the hair, and knocked her helmet down on the floor. Ivana received a little bit of pain. She surely had enough fighting her common enemy. But she wouldn’t give up. Her leader mentioned that the heroic duo would come to steal her precious, mandarin oranges. Ivana was about to hit the Iron Woman with another energy whip. But Tara flew away from her, and shot a small round of repulsor beam at the armored bracelets. They got fractured, and sort of smashed. Ivana felt the pain from her left hand. She removed the bracelet immediately, hoping she could use the other hand to lash her energy whip against the Iron Woman. Ivana wield it, and caught one of Iron Woman’s legs. Then she sent a full, intense, electric shock through Tara’s body, not only hurting her, but also damaging her armor. Her computer said it was now 10%.

Nathan immediately intervene the fight, hoping she could save Tara’s life. He used his ninja moves on the Lash Mistress. Ivana noticed the moves, and pulled the Iron Woman towards the Black Spider. Nathan got hit on the back by the weight of Iron Woman’s armored body. They both fell down on the floor. Ivana came towards them, thinking whom she could kill first. But it was most likely that she wanted to end Tara’s life. It was pure revenge. The time has come.

Tara could barely move. She still checked her systems, and the computer mentioned it was below 10%. It was a bad sign for the Stark woman. She never thought she could battle against a formidable villain. If only she had known this Lash Mistress waited for them, she could have beaten her easily. She looked at Nathan, who almost went into a state of unconsciousness.

“Nathan...” Tara said. “Wake up! Nat...” She paused, as she saw the Lash Mistress lashing her whip against Tara’s armored body. She felt the pain, same as always. Somewhere in her mind, she cried for help. She wished that her best friend, Jamie Rhodes, or the War Machiness would come and save her.

In that very moment, another blast came through the other side of the wall. It was Jamie Rhodes, who finally arrived in need of rescue. Her War Machiness armor was quite similar to Tara’s. But the color was grey. The eyes of the helmet turned out to be red. She had the turret gun, placed on her left shoulder. This armor was proved more powerful and dangerous than Tara’s armor. In fact, Tara was the one who made that armor and gave it to her best friend as a birthday gift. Jamie was happy about it.

Tara thought how Jamie knew her mission. It must have been Nikola Fury, who had told her about it. But she couldn’t believe her eyes that her wish had come true, that her best friend had come here to save her @$$.

“Jamie!” Tara cried out. “Help us! We’re...” Jamie heard the shout, and came towards the Lash Mistress. Ivana was surprised to see another armored hero had arrived in the blast scene. She could fight this grey-colored, figure right now. But she knew that she only had a single, energy whip to attack. She felt it wasn’t enough. So, she decided to run away.

“I will see you next time, Miss Stark,” Ivana said. She took out a small device from the side of her armor, and threw it on the ground. It unleashed a tear gas, filling the entire room and made Nathan coughed. Tara and Jamie tried to see where the Russian villain was going to go from here. It took a while for the gas to wear out. Ivana Vanko had left the building.

Now, Jamie, Tara and Nathan were left alone. Jamie came towards Tara, who still lied on the floor. Her armor was deeply fried by Ivana’s energy whips.

“Oh, my God!” Jamie said, almost aloud. “Who is this hunk?” She looked at the almost unconscious Nathan. Tara couldn’t believe of what her best friend had just said right now.

“Jamie!” Tara snapped. “Will you please help me get up?”

“Oh, sorry,” Jamie said. “My mind was somewhere else.”

“Yeah..." Tara said. Jamie helped her get up from the floor. Tara was in a bad shape, and she needed to get back to her laboratory to fix her armor.

“Damn, Tara,” Jamie said. “You look like $h!t.”

“I know,” Tara agreed. “That Russian b!*ch just whipped my @$$. Come on, we need to get those mandarin oranges.”

“Mandarin oranges?” Jamie was confused. Tara explained everything about the mission, which she wasn’t supposed to, according to Nikola’s strict orders. Even though Jamie understood the mission, she still felt it was weird.

“Hey, Nathan,” Tara said. “Are you all right?” Nathan came out of his senses, and stared at the two ladies. He was horrified to see that Tara was in a bad shape.

“Oh, Miss Stark,” Nathan said. “You look...”

“I know,” Tara said. “No time to speak right now. We have to get those oranges. Fast.”

Nathan nodded. They all went to the other side of the room, where they found a stack of mandarin oranges. The Chinese immigrants stopped working, and were almost shivered at the sight of them. But the three heroes didn’t mind. They only came here to get the delicious oranges. Tara felt relieved that her mission was over. Now, she could go back home and wait for her David statue to arrive.

To be continued in Iron Woman, Part 8- The Giant Slayer.

Well, the mission is over. But the Lash Mistress has escaped. The only question is what’s the deal with the mandarin oranges? What’s so important that Nikola Fury would get her hands on them? Well, you’ll find out soon enough, probably in the next part of Iron Woman.

Edited.

Edited