The Stark Paradox

It's Tasha's smart butler Jarvis who first discovers that his master is missing.Probably Tasha is used to this kind of thing and left a whole set of coping mechanisms, so when the desperate situation dropped the first time, Jarvis quickly reported the incident to Optimus Prime in the order of priority.

Tasha's armor is the best positioning chip, because the liquid armor is hidden in her bones, so it is basically undetectable.

This time the rescue operation was led by Jazz, because the base of the opponent was in Dubai. In order to avoid the danger of the Middle East war caused by the direct intervention of the US military, the rescue team was composed of a team from the secret department IMF and a group of mercenaries. With the iron sheet of Tianhuo, Hengpao and Scud disguised themselves as Earth vehicles to sneak through the security check.

Of course, for secret reasons, Optimus Prime, who has just signed an alliance treaty with the US government, cannot intervene in this matter.

Jazz led a group of violent elements directly into this remote underground base, and implemented the three-light policy of burning everything, smashing everything, and mercilessly... In view of the unpleasantness of this incident, he was warned by the boss before leaving the door Instructed to be optimistic about the team's good temper, Tianhuo turned a blind eye and let the side cannons smash and rob him.

It seemed that while they were actively carrying out the rescue, the people inside were not idle, as Jazz could tell from the chaotic voices inside when he was outside.During the search work, Jazz felt that his thoughts had risen to an unprecedented height... even in the harsh environment of Cybertron's century-old civil war, he had never felt nervous.Knowing that one of the mercenaries said in the communication that he had found someone, he let it go a little bit.

"So, you still think I'm not real?"

"I found you."

Jazz hasn't heard the other party's answer for a long time, and at the end he heard the other party's long sigh of relief, and then a teasing voice that sounded a bit forced, "Is my Jazz so handsome? Who are you? What happened to my Sir?"

"Hey! I've always been handsome!" Jazz corrected him pretending to be dissatisfied, but he got a chuckle from the other party.Such a normal conversation made Jazz relax.

"We failed to catch important people... It seems that they have good news." Ethan said to Tasha when counting the casualties after the hostage rescue was completed.At this time, his teammate Jane was helping Tasha and William with some basic dressings.

"..." Tasha nodded, and it was rare that she didn't mock Ethan on this matter.

"Ms. Stark, you have to go to the doctor and find out what they gave you..." Brandt sat across from Tasha and said, looking at her pale face with closed eyes.

"..." Tasha still didn't speak, just stretched out a hand and made a pause finger, then shook her head to express that she didn't want to go.

"It's up to you. I've seen the conditions of those experimental subjects. This thing must be very dangerous..." But before Brandt finished speaking, he saw Tasha's face turn pale again, and the next second she Stand up, cover your mouth, rush to the edge of a rock and start throwing up.

"...Oh..." Xmas, who was closer and was guarding nearby, frowned at the silvery, shiny, metallic thing on the ground that seemed to be alive and still flowing, feeling nauseated.

These nanoworms spit out by Tasha struggled on the sand for a while, then slowly turned black and stopped their activities, completely turning into a pile of dead things.

"What is this? Is this normal?" Barney asked behind her. He was the captain of the Death Squad, Ethan, the leader of the action team, and Jazz, the representative of the Autobots.Hearing the voice, he walked over and exchanged glances with Ethan.

"It's not normal... Believe me, this thing is definitely not a good experience in the body." Wiping her mouth, Tasha stood up while supporting the stone, and exhaled.

Desperation finally forced these things out of her body. Although the process was a bit rough, Tasha felt a lot refreshed after she vomited.

"Are you sure? You're having a nosebleed." Barney tilted his head. Normally, he never cared about the aftermath, but it didn't hurt to ask. At the same time, he took out a tissue in his pocket and handed it to her.

"Thank you..." Tasha touched her nose and reached out to take the tissue after seeing the blood sacrifice on her hand. "This is an incidental sequelae, and I'm sure it will get better soon."

"... Ms. Stark... I'm afraid you can't let this matter go." Ethan rubbed his nose and said in a bit of embarrassment, "You're a big shot...we have to make sure you..."

"No, not going to the hospital." Tasha shook her head and interrupted him quickly, then looked up at the scorching sun in the desert, squinted her eyes, "I miss the swimming pool in the New York Building very much now, and I still don't use it after rebuilding over it."

"But..." Ethan still wanted to say something, and just started to think about the feasibility of resorting to violent means, but he was interrupted by the fourth voice just after thinking about it.

"She said she wouldn't go if she didn't want to go." The silver-white body reflected the dazzling light, and Jazz walked over and quickly inserted the topic.

"Sir, I want to go home." Tasha's eyes lit up when he saw Sir approaching.

"Okay." Jazz nodded while bending down and then transformed into a silver-white Pontiac and automatically opened the car door. "Get in the car, we'll go home right away."

"..."

"..."

Although they were very confident in their team's combat power, Ethan and Barney kept their mouths shut in the face of a tall and burly Autobot. It would not be a wise choice to fight this alien team here.

"So, regarding the whole process of the kidnapping and the manipulator behind it is MARS CEO Destroyer, I believe your agents will write a good report, and tracing is also your strong point, remember to give me the result... After all, as the person involved, I Right to know." Tasha blinked at Ethan, then walked past them.When he walked to Jazz, he turned his head and pointed to Barney, "As for you, send me the bill."

Almost as soon as she got into Jazz's car, Tasha felt that all the strength in her body was exhausted. She spread out on the seat and closed her eyes.

Of course, Jazz felt how bad the people in the car were, and he asked cautiously, "Seriously, are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

"Sir, I told you not to go to the hospital." Tasha shook her head, put her hands over her eyes to block the light, then lowered her voice, "I can't go to the hospital, they will find out my little secret and try to get desperate ...I can't give them a thing with a 90% fatality rate to harm people."

"90% fatality rate?" Apparently, Jazz's focus has completely missed what Tasha wanted to express. "Tell me, you didn't know about this when you experimented with yourself?"

"It's a last resort..." Tasha shook her head, "I will die if I don't carry out the experiment... And I'm not successful, I'm a genius."

But you still don't want to hand this thing over to the authorities, because you haven't been able to lower the failure rate.

Jazz thought so, but he knew it was not a good time to argue about it, he just felt that it was enough for her to be here.

He felt the weight of the people in the car pressing against his seat, reassuring him as if it could keep her safe.

After repeatedly assuring that the desperate situation would allow her to heal within three days, Tasha finally embarked on the road directly back to New York... Of course, in the end, she didn't let Jazz drive back to New York, but flew back by skyfire— —Although she personally wanted to fly directly with the armor, but this was opposed by Skyfire and Jazz.

Of course, the first time she came back, she would inevitably be educated by her frightened assistant.

——But... that's what home feels like, isn't it?

While enjoying Carol's nagging in her ear, Tasha secretly wonders if she has masochistic tendencies.

*****

three days later.

Jazz and a team just walked back to the basement of Stark Tower on the ground from the land bridge—they just cleaned up a group of annoying Decepticons who were making trouble in Chicago. The land bridge was completed three days ago and is currently in trial operation Good - I saw Tasha talking to General Hawke while fiddling with the things at hand while holding a welding torch.

"Stark, this is just your one-sided statement...I can't arrest our largest arms supplier just because of this."

"Go talk to the IMF people about this, I believe they are willing to share their resources with you." Tasha replied without raising her head.

"...Did you know that [-]% of my weapons are produced by MARS?"

"Oh, then you guys have to change your blood... Occasionally it's not bad to update and eliminate weapons." Tasha shrugged and said in a nonchalant manner.

"Stark, we need you." After a moment of silence, Hawke said.

"This is your theme, isn't it?" Tasha still didn't look up, but she fully understood what the other party wanted to express, "SI doesn't produce weapons...no."

"There are always exceptions to everything." Hawke tried to continue the theory.

"Many reports say that SI doesn't produce weapons because it's Stark's weakness."

"After the First World War in New York, many people's ideas have changed." Hawke seduced step by step.

"Yeah," Tasha shrugged again, and then sneered as she thought of something, "Then everyone started a new round of speculation. I remember what was said in a report? Being a female cousin and setting up a memorial archway... I am quite I'm sure this metaphor is wrong. Also I know some special service workers like this... To be honest, I don't think there is anything shameful about their industry. They don't steal or rob and pay taxes for the country, even their contributions Reduced the suicide rate across the country...”

"Stark!" Hawke interrupted Tasha's chatter. "I don't have time to talk to you."

"I also said that I don't like talking to you." Tasha finally stood up straight this time. She raised the welding mask and looked at the virtual image of Hawke. She knew that the other party could see her, So she stared back without fear, "Listen, I don't do munitions because I don't want to. I can even think of how the media will report me on the day I announce that I will accept the munitions order—"Death Merchant". I do not like."

Then she took a breath. "So my answer is, SI would never do arms, ever. But Stark could be considered as an arms advisor to the force."

"Death Merchant?" Jazz squatted there and watched Hawke disappear after they finished talking, before walking up.

"Yeah, a very heavy name." Tasha turned around and closed her eyes to answer.

Then Jazz realized that this was not her imagination, but a reality that once existed.