Marvel: Father of Superheroes

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Tony's eyes narrowed. Just as he thought he was finished, two laughs echoed from behind him. The next moment, the dagger, which was about to pierce his chest, halted mid-air.

Crimson droplets of blood seeped from the pierced skin and slowly rolled down Tony's chest.

His heart thumped violently.

Then, he regained his senses and gasped for air.

He wasn't dead!?

He stared in surprise at the unmoving figure in front of him, instinctively stepping backward.

What was going on?

Before he could process the situation, several metal wires flew at the figure, wrapping around their hands and legs and pinning them to the wall.

Tony jumped in shock, then seemed to remember something. He spun around, looking at Erik and Charles.

"It's you two!"

He stared at the two smiling faces, his eyes full of disbelief.

Charles and Erik exchanged a knowing glance, feigning confusion. Charles asked, "What's going on?"

Tony glared at them. "You're acting way too fake."

"Ah, we got caught," Erik said with a grin.

"Then let's silence him!" Charles added.

Tony looked at the two, feeling unexpectedly nervous.

Charles and Erik gave him a mischievous look, then both raised an eyebrow.

"You think your body's in great shape?"

"Perverted old man!"

Tony snapped back to reality and quickly covered his crotch with both hands.

"How foolish…"

"At this point, shouldn't you be covering your face?" Charles teased.

Tony: eye twitch

He rushed to the door, cautiously peeking into the hallway before turning back to the two of them. "You two stay here!"

With that, he hurried across the room and quickly dressed, then sprinted back.

"Hey, you two little brats!"

Now fully dressed, Tony looked at them, his tone unexpectedly becoming more confident.

"Uh, about earlier... thanks, I guess!"

If it weren't for these two kids, he might've been a goner.

To be honest, when that dagger was coming down, he had already imagined his death and the headlines for the next day.

Stark Industries CEO, genius scientist, the handsome Tony Stark assassinated. The scene was bloody, and after his death, it seemed that some unspeakable acts had been done to him...

"Ugh!"

He couldn't help but gasp, suddenly feeling a wave of dislike for the two in front of him.

They weren't just life-savers; they were like his second parents!

"I don't have a son as old as you."

Charles twitched his lips, looking exasperated.

Tony: "Huh?"

What did he just say?

Erik, sounding annoyed, added, "Hurry up. Just wipe his memory. We need to go save someone."

Wipe his memory?

Tony recoiled, taking a couple of steps back. "Hey, hey, come on now. We've been through life and death together. Erasing memories... that's not cool, right?"

He quickly glanced around, noticing the mess in the room, like a storm had torn through it. Then, remembering the part about saving people, he hurriedly added, "Besides, I can help with the rescue too!"

At his words, Charles and Erik paused, exchanging a look before nodding.

After those kids were rescued, they would need to be settled and have their families contacted. Given Tony's wealth, it would be much easier for him to handle this than for them.

Charles subtly activated his abilities to probe Tony's inner thoughts, but was momentarily distracted by the numerous inappropriate images flashing through his mind. Realizing that the protagonist was, in fact, Tony, Charles felt his eyes burn and quickly exited Tony's mind, embarrassed.

"Do you think he can be trusted?"

Erik asked Charles in a low voice.

Charles nodded and replied, "Yes, he can. Besides, he's the son of that old man who came looking for my father before. If he dares to go back on his word, we can tell Dad and have him deal with that old man."

Tony froze for a moment at their words.

Wait, his father knows these two guys' fathers?

So, it sounds like they're old acquaintances?

Having made up their minds, the two nodded at Tony. Erik spoke, "We agree to let you help, but will you keep our secret?"

"Keep it a secret? Why would I do that? What's in it for me?" Tony countered nonchalantly. "Of course I won't."

Hearing this, Charles nodded to Erik.

Tony let out a sigh of relief and said, "Alright, now tell me, who exactly are we helping?"

"A few children."

Charles explained the situation regarding the children to Tony.

After hearing it, Tony casually nodded. "That's easy. After rescuing them, I'll have people from my company handle everything—finding homes for those with families and sending the rest to a welfare center."

Charles and Erik both relaxed.

Tony glanced around the room, then his gaze landed on Walker and the woman. "Is it them? What do you plan to do with them?"

Charles walked over to Walker. "I'll erase our memory from his mind, remove his powers, and then let him turn himself in."

Saying this, Charles placed his hand on Walker's temple, quickly erasing the memory of their encounter. Then, he moved on to the woman, erasing her memory as well. As he walked toward the others, Tony hesitated for a moment, then said, "Kid, do me a favor. Find out who hired him to kill me."

Charles nodded.

A few seconds later, Charles spoke up. "Mr. Wanke."

Tony's face darkened, and he muttered through gritted teeth, "Damn it, so it was that bastard."

It would have been bad enough if they just wanted to kill him, but to have sent a psychotic killer after him? That really pissed him off.

After deleting the memories of the killer boss, Charles said, "Walker needs to touch his own hands to undo his powers. We need to take him with us. What do we do with these two?"

Tony replied, "I'll handle it."

He took out his phone and called his father, quickly explaining the situation. "Let's go. Professionals will come take care of them."

Charles and Erik felt reassured.

Erik casually flicked his finger, and Walker, bound by metal, floated over to them before landing smoothly on the floor.

He stepped up and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

With that, Erik flew straight out the balcony.

Watching this, Tony couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.

"Let's go!"

Charles said to Tony.

"Wait a second!"

Tony bent down to pick up the dagger on the floor and walked over to the unconscious killer boss.

"Hey, old man, you're not planning to kill him, are you?"

Charles exclaimed in surprise.

"Heh!"

Tony sneered, his teeth grinding as he glared at the man. With one swift motion, he brought the knife down.

Moments later, the killer boss's once-beautiful golden hair was left scattered like chewed-up grass.

"Damn bastard, what's the point of pretending to be a woman?"

Tony muttered angrily as he walked toward the door.

Charles watched Tony's back, glanced at the boss, then shuddered. He couldn't help but wonder if he should tell their fathers about this...

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