Iron Man: Rise of Technovore Page #3

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on every news channel

On every television

across the planet.

If we don't

provide an explanation

Some high-up

heads at the pentagon

are going to roll.

Just routine procedure,

of course.

Business as usual.

They have enough heads.

Believe me, they can

afford to lose a few.

That's not the most

important thing now.

We need to get hold

of that kid before

He causes any more damage.

And that's exactly

what I'm gonna do!

Go after him.

Stark:
Nick! Will you call

off your pit-bull?

For god's sake!

I don't have

time to mess around!

That's too bad.

I'm the only one

who has a chance

Against that

smart-ass kid's technology!

Fury:

You probably won't believe I,

But I'm telling you the truth,

I'm not enjoying this one bit.

There are rules.

And whether you like it

or not, I happen to be

duty-bound to obey them.

There'll be hell to pay if

I let our only witness

get himself killed.

You government workers

sure have a tough job.

(gasps)

Jarvis:
Homing missiles

locked on and tracking.

Stark:

Thanks a lot for the update!

Wanna play?

(gasps)

Pilot:
Commander, he's gone!

We've lost him!

Natasha?

(gasps)

Sorry, natasha.

Stark!

Stark:
I need to

teach that kid

the greatness of technology.

I'm going to have to find out

where its weaknesses are.

Ezekiel:
How's the art coming?

I'm still working on it.

I love art, but I don't

intend to become an artist.

After all

this time playing around,

I realize I don't have

the talent for

it like my uncle.

Ezekiel:
You shouldn't

give up in frustration.

Your body has the dna for it.

Sasha:
There's something

I've finally come to realize.

Even with talent,

you need chaos

To give birth to

a dancing star.

I'm not sure I have it.

Both:
Someday, man will no

longer give birth to any star.

By the way,

I see they managed to launch

the satellite after all.

The raiders couldn't control

The reinforced functions

I gave them.

However,

it's still early in the game.

I'll be preparing

another offensive.

Sasha:
Tony stark.

Ezekiel:
Tony stark.

He seems to be

in possession of

A wide range of

technological icons.

And one of

the high-tech graven images

these people

Place on an altar to worsh,

is his new satellite.

Sasha:
He's the high

priest of technolo.

Ezekiel:
Yes.

But it's

a conceited and foolish

misunderstanding.

Technology and

the people who give birth

To it are nothing

more than false idols,

Leading society to disaster.

(scoffs)

It's a tiresome task.

But these people must

be taught the truth.

(faint whistling)

Huh?

(gasps)

Stark:
I need your help!

Excuse me?

Check the black market

for bio-related products.

Pepper:
You promised me

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