Batman’s Son in Marvel

The laboratory hummed with energy as alarms blared, echoing against the walls. The arc reactor, pushed to full output, lit up the room with an intense glow. The readings on the monitors were staggering, far beyond anything conventional science could produce.

Fox stood frozen, his eyes locked on the screen displaying the data.

"This… this can't be real," he muttered, stepping closer to the reactor. "How could something this compact generate so much energy? And how is the structure not falling apart under the pressure?"

The arc reactor pulsed steadily, casting light across the lab like the heart of a living machine. Fox's hands hovered in the air, as if he wanted to reach out and touch it but didn't dare.

"You're asking the wrong questions," Adam said, leaning against the control panel with a smirk. "It's not just about how—it's about why."

Fox turned, his expression shifting between awe and disbelief.

"Why?"

"Because the materials aren't ordinary." Adam gestured toward the reactor. "When atomic structures are compressed at the molecular level, the strength and stability of the material increase exponentially. This allows it to contain and control the energy without breaking apart."

Fox opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. He looked back at the reactor, as if searching for some sign that it was an illusion.

"This… breaks everything I know about engineering," he finally said.

"That's because you're still thinking inside the box," Adam replied casually. "You're looking at 21st-century technology, but this? This is from the next century."

Fox's eyes snapped back to him, and Adam could almost see the gears turning in his head. He was trying to make sense of what he was seeing, but there was no logical foundation to anchor himself to.

"How is this armor even functional?" Fox asked, moving closer to the fully assembled suit that stood like a mechanical titan in the center of the room. Its sleek black-and-white plating gleamed under the lights, looking more like something out of science fiction than a practical design.

"It's not like Bruce's armor," Fox added, inspecting the plating.

"Because it's not built for stealth or hand-to-hand combat," Adam said. "This isn't meant for someone like Bruce. It's built for defense and firepower."

Fox studied the suit carefully, taking in every detail—the reinforced joints, the layered plating, and the streamlined design. His eyes lingered on the glowing reactor at its chest, and he pointed at it.

"How is it powered?"

"The arc reactor," Adam replied, his tone making it sound obvious.

"No, I mean—how does it sustain output like this? With this much weight, you can't rely on mechanical motors alone."

Adam's smirk deepened. "It doesn't rely on mechanical motors. It's equipped with tens of thousands of micro-servo motors to amplify power and movement. Combined, they give the armor a lifting capacity of around ten tons."

Fox's jaw dropped. "Ten tons? That's insane!"

"It's necessary," Adam said simply. "The armor's weight is still significant, even with lightweight alloys. Normal muscle strength wouldn't cut it. The servos handle the heavy lifting, and the reactor provides all the energy they need."

Fox took another step back, his mind racing. "But that's not all, is it? A suit like this… you wouldn't stop at defense."

Adam raised a brow. "You're catching on."

Fox's eyes lit up. "Weapons?"

"Plenty," Adam said, gesturing toward the suit's arms. "You're looking at plasma beam pulse weapons, miniature missile launchers, and even a high-output laser system. All integrated seamlessly."

Fox stared at him, stunned. "You fit all of that into this armor?"

"With room to spare," Adam said. "It's not just about firepower, though. This armor was designed for versatility. Defense, mobility, and offense—it handles everything."

Fox stepped closer, examining the gauntlets. "Plasma beams? How did you manage that? Plasma weapons aren't exactly stable."

Adam nodded. "That's true. Plasma is volatile. The trick is magnetic confinement—keeping it in a controlled state long enough to be weaponized. This armor uses a quadrupole magnetic confinement device combined with an accelerating magnetic field to stabilize and fire plasma beams."

Fox's eyes widened. "That's the same theory Tony Stark proposed in his research paper!"

Adam's smirk returned. "You mean the paper everyone ignored? Yeah, turns out he was onto something."

Fox shook his head in disbelief. "But turning that theory into something practical—this is genius."

"It's practical because the reactor can handle the energy output," Adam explained. "The weapons aren't just high-heat plasma—they're also kinetic. They hit like a sledgehammer and burn like a furnace."

Fox ran a hand through his hair, clearly overwhelmed. "This is insane. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. Even the military couldn't dream of building something like this."

"That's because they're stuck trying to scale up instead of scaling down," Adam said. "The key to making this work is efficiency. Every component has to do more with less space."

Fox shook his head again, this time with admiration. "You're not just building armor. You're building the future."

Adam's smirk softened into a grin. "Someone has to."

Fox looked back at the armor one more time, his expression filled with awe. "I don't know whether to be terrified or impressed."

"Why not both?" Adam replied.

Fox let out a short laugh, but there was no hiding the nervousness in his eyes. As he stared at the armor, he couldn't help but wonder—if this was just the beginning, what came next?

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