Snippet #1970537

Superman had broken the chains of kryptonite on his own, and more surprisingly, Venom had reunited with Brock and somehow achieved levitation. Now what was Stark going to do? His Etremis suit was out of energy and he wouldn't be able to use it, or so he thought. As he equipped the suit, and it materialized from his bone onto him, he noticed it was still dead. He couldn't just charge it in this plane, realm, world, whatever, and he couldn't really fistfight Onslaught otherwise, regardless of his fighting skill.

"So Onslaught, come and prove we play by your rules. Face us. Destroy the only things in your way for world domination."

Venom was calling the being out AND flying. That was an embarassment, how could he be stealing Stark's thunder? He'd have to fix that... but first, he'd have to have a working suit.

He thought long and hard, the thought being a fully charged Extremis suit. The lights roared to life, his body felt less heavy. A grin covered his face. He was back.