"I need to sleep now to recover my energy," I say, heading toward my bedroom and lying down on the bed.
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**POV - MARK BLAKE**
Five days have passed since the first containment. I spent the last few days testing my powers.
Currently, it's 8 AM on a Monday, and I'm waking up. My phone starts to ring; I get up and pick it up.
I look at the caller ID and answer. A female voice comes through the phone, "Hello, sir. The hackers found a lot of dirt on the shareholders, just like you asked. What should we do with this information?"
"Hello, Isabella. We'll start acquiring Stark Industries' shares. Send small pieces of evidence to each of the shareholders, except for Obadiah Stane and those closest to him. I've already reserved a place to meet all of them. Send the location and tell the shareholders to meet me there in two hours. If they don't come, tell them the evidence won't stay hidden." I say with a smile, heading toward the wardrobe where I bought some new clothes.
"Will do, sir," Isabella replies.
"Use my name. I don't want them finding out about the Foundation yet," I say.
"Okay, sir," Isabella says and hangs up.
I go to the bathroom and take a shower. Then, I return to my room and look at my clothes.
'I'll go with a blue suit; it should be stylish, and my black briefcase will look really cool,' I think, picking out the blue suit. I get dressed and wait for the time to head to the reserved location. When I see the time is approaching, I get up from the couch and head toward the door.
' After this meeting, I'll need to start searching for where Tony is being held. He has two months before he escapes the cave. He's probably already finished the Arc Reactor and is preparing the MARK 1.' I think, calling a Class A soldier from the Medium Base.
"Hello, Administrator. This is Class A Soldier Mason." A deep, authoritative voice answers.
"Hello, soldier," I say. "Where is the Base currently located, and what is its designation?" I ask, to find out the location of the Medium Base.
"Sir, we are located in the Middle East, in the Rub al-Khali Desert in Saudi Arabia. Our designation is Area 28." The soldier responds with reverence in his voice.
' So, the Medium Base is in the Middle East, close to Afghanistan, where Tony is.' I think.
"I want all units from Area 28 to investigate the deserts and desert regions of Afghanistan. I want you to find a terrorist group called Ten Rings and check if they're holding a man named Tony Stark captive. Don't invade their settlement, just investigate." I order.
"Will do, sir," the Class A soldier says without question, and I hang up.
"Now I have to go to the meeting location since the meeting with the shareholders is at 10 AM," I say, beginning to leave the apartment and heading toward the elevator.
When I reach the elevator, I press the button for the ground floor. Once there, I head toward the garage.
In the garage, I walk toward the car I bought. 'I think it was a bit excessive to buy this car, but the researchers and soldiers I asked for advice said it would make a better impression to arrive at the location in a blue suit and a blue McLaren 750s,' I think, opening the car door and getting in. I put the briefcase in the passenger seat.
I start driving to the location.
I arrive at a building that serves as a meeting hall for wealthy people, where they serve food and drinks.
"It's already 10:30 AM. I'm late," I say, seeing the time. ' But I'm not the one who should be worried,' I think with a smile.
Upon entering the building, I approach the receptionist. "I have a reserved room. My name is Mark Blake," I say.
"Yes, Mr. Blake, room 4 is this way," she says, leading me to the meeting room.
When I enter the room, I see about 15 people seated around the main table, along with several men who look like security for some of them.
I activate my Commander's Aura as I step into the room.
"Well, gentlemen." I clap my hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Today, we'll be doing business," I say with a malicious smile.
They all look at me in shock. "What is a kid doing here? Did they send a kid to negotiate with us?" A fat man says.
I stare at him, and he immediately goes silent, as if he were seeing several scenes from his life and starting to feel shame and guilt. I shift my gaze to the others.
"Well, gentlemen, I don't want to take too long. I know you've all received some very incriminating videos or files, haven't you?" I ask with a malicious smile, and they all gulp nervously.
"What do you want from us?" The same fat man asks.
"From you, I want just one thing: all of your shares in Stark Industries, with no negotiations," I say with authority.
"What do we get out of this? Stark Industries is facing a major crisis, but Obadiah is already stabilizing the company. What would you gain from this as well?" A skinny man asks.
"You'll get the value of your shares and my guarantee that I won't put you all in jail. What I gain, you don't need to know, just obey." I say firmly.
"If you don't agree, we can imagine a hypothetical scenario where you all end up in jail. Have you imagined the headlines? Shareholders involved in money laundering? Selling weapons to finance terrorists? Trafficking? It would be hard to escape that trap, wouldn't it?" I say with a calm smile.
"Shut up and die!" A bulky shareholder stands up, draws a gun, and shoots at me. "Get his body out of here," he orders the security guards, thinking I'll be dead from the shot.
The bullet, before even reaching 50 centimeters of me, disintegrates against my impenetrable shield.
I raise my hand, and a bubble of water envelops the shareholder's head, as well as the heads of all 10 security guards. They start flailing, trying to breathe. After five seconds, I remove the bubble.
"Anyone else wants to try something? I'm open to suggestions," I say with a smile.
They all look at me with pure fear in their eyes.
"Now, where were we? Ah, yes, where you sell me your shares of Stark Industries." I say, opening my briefcase and pulling out several documents for them to sign.
I turn the briefcase toward them. "Each of you, take a document and sign, transferring your shares to me. The money will be transferred within two hours. Of course, I'll be buying at a discount." I say with a smile.
They all look at me with disgust, but they begin to frantically grab the papers. After everyone has signed, I check that all the signatures are correct, put the papers back in the briefcase, and close it.
"You know you won't get away with this, don't you? There are much bigger people who control this country," one of the shareholders says, looking at me.
"Don't worry, I'll destroy anyone who gets in my way," I say with a smile, and they all go silent.
"Well, gentlemen, it was a pleasure doing business with you. I hope to never see you again." I say with a smile, leaving the building.
Outside, I see the valet bringing my car. "We started the day very well," I say, smiling with satisfaction.
I call the Foundation, and researcher Isabella answers. "Hello, Isabella. I want you to pick up some documents from my apartment and finalize everything in court. Distribute 750 million dollars according to the shares we bought, as planned earlier," I say.
"Okay, sir. It will be done. Someone will go to your apartment to pick up the papers," Isabella replies, and I hang up.
' I probably still have two months until Tony escapes since he was held captive for three months in the movie. It's been a month since his capture, so I have two months until he escapes with the Mark 1 and a few more months before the Hulk's disasters. I think I should summon other SCPs during this time,' I think, analyzing the timeline.
"Yes, I should make another summoning. When I get back to the apartment, I'll do it," I say happily, getting into the car and heading back to the apartment.
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**Author's Note:** I don't know how stock transfers work, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know.
**Author's Note:** I made this acquisition in one chapter because, let's be honest, in an SCP fanfic, nobody wants to see business deals LOL.
**Author's Note:** In the next chapter, an SCP will appear that I've never seen used in fanfics.