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Returning from a mission for Tony Stark,

Happy Hogan roars along the road at high speed.

Suddenly.

Hours later, perilous hours for Happy, the injured man is hospitalized.

Put on the dread, critical list.

Meanwhile in Washington, Senator Boyd gets more headlines,

sounding off on his pet project, The True Identity of Iron Man.

I assure the people of this great country,

the committee of which I have the honor of being chairman,

will get to the bottom of this entire business.

The true identity of Iron Man.

Across the country, the press and radio take up the human cry.

Mr. Stark, the whole country demands to know who Iron Man is.

You're the only one who has the answer.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

I'm not at liberty to divulge that information.

Mr. Stark's office.

No.

No.

Oh, Mr. Stark, Happy's had a terrible accident.

They want you at the hospital right away.

Tell them I'll be there immediately.

How is Mr. Hogan, Doctor?

Serious, sir, very.

He needs a specialist.

Dr. Schiller's the best, but he's in Vienna.

Well, get him.

I'll have my own jet pick him up at Vienna airport.

Spare no expense.

The endless hours.

Waiting, waiting.

If anything happens to Happy, no, I mustn't think of it.

Iron Man, the hospital just called.

Happy's disappeared.

I can't find Mr. Stark.

Will you go over there right away?

Disappeared?

From a hospital?

How?

Where's Happy?

What happened?

Talk, man.

At ease, fella.

We just got here ourselves.

Two guards outside.

We're on the third floor.

How could he get out?

Nobody saw him.

Happy's in trouble.

Big trouble.

He couldn't just up and fly out the window.

A window.

A hoof print etched into the sill.

Only a flying stallion could make that.

The Black Knight has broken jail.

The pieces are falling into place.

Black Knight holds half for a ransom as a year to get me into a trap.

Otherwise, he would never leave so obvious a clue.

Later on the outskirts of town, Iron Man finds his second clue.

The Black Knight's glove.

And shortly thereafter, the Black Castle.

A fitting lair for that murderous madman.

Well, Happy, here I come.

Quietly, without hesitation, Iron Man enters the trap.

Seeking its human fate.

I'm on Black Knight's home grounds now.

But the entrance is barred.

What?

A lot.

These silent armored figures like guards luring me to him.

A moment of truth.

Why doesn't he show himself?

Then amidst the gathering gloom, suddenly he is there.

We meet again, Iron Man.

He's gone.

Missed him again.

Precious energy wasted.

Your weary eyes play tricks, my friend.

He must do it with mirrors to confuse me.

We can make.

Now, he vanished again.

More transistor energy wasted.

Suddenly, the ebony garb figure reappears.

More menacing than ever.

Closer, Iron Man.

Come, taste the bite of the Black Knight's lance.

Weapon, deadly as ever.

But can I waste time tilting its shadows?

In the one fateful second that Iron Man pauses, confused.

Ionic energy to disrupt the transistors in my armor.

Exactly.

Refusing to yield, the courageous Iron Man staggers to his feet.

Only to behold an army of Black Knights.

He's still pulling with me.

You have five seconds to decide which of us is the true Black Knight.

Failing that, you join your friend Hogan at Death's Door.

Malfunction in my transistors must recharge, immediately.

A sorry disappointment, Iron Man.

I expected more fight for my highly overrated opponent.

Sad, but I'll still have my sport.

Come.

Moments later, the ancient turrets of the sinister castle witness a neary, fantastic sight.

As a black charger springs from the shadowy battlements, soaring swiftly into the sky.

The limp figure of the fallen Avenger slumped across the saddle bow.

This is high enough for my purpose.

Not even Iron Man's superb armor can save him from a fall from this deadly height.

A helpless Iron Man? A thousand foot fall? What happens next?

And now, Iron Man, to your death.

I've got to make my move now.

Faking unconsciousness, eh? That's easily remedied.

Blast you, you metal monster!

Hold! Hold!

I have to play my ace.

One push with all my remaining strength.

We'll fall together.

Stop, you fool! We'll both be killed!

I've still got transistorized jet power. You've nothing left but altitude.

Seconds later, a gleaming iron form strikes the water.

Meanwhile, in the executive offices of Stark Enterprises, a visitor of national importance is growing impatient.

Your employer's evasive tactics cease to amuse me, Miss Potts.

I demand to see Anthony Stark immediately.

Please believe me, Senator. Mr. Stark is out, and I don't know where he is.

All right. Tell your Mr. Stark I plan to cite him for contempt of Congress.

I'm going to force your playboy employer to reveal the secret of his bodyguard's invulnerable armor.

But if the Senator could see the battered wearer of that invulnerable armor now as he painfully drags himself from the depths...

transistor power almost gone. Still have to find Happy somehow. With a prodigious effort,

the valiant crusader starts his arduous return to the Black Castle.

Black Knight's cape must have fallen into the woods. The trees might have saved him.

I can't wait. I have to reach the castle and Happy.

Seemingly endless. The tortured minutes creep by with each tormented step. Iron Man lumbers closer to his goal.

That machine, it created the images of the Black Knight.

And in this room beyond, there he is, still alive.

But for how long? I must get help. I'll use my built-in radio. If I can hold out.

Bracing himself in the doorway, Iron Man makes an urgent frequency call.

Yes, Inspector. The Black Castle. Valley Road Drive atop the peak. Hurry, every second counts.

I have to drag him into plain sight so he'll be seen. Everything's getting dark.

Blocking out. A short time later, help arrives. But not for the valiant crusader.

Hogan's still breathing, sir. But where is Iron Man? He made the call.

No time to search for him with Hogan on their hands. Suddites, we all know Iron Man is invincible.

If they leave me, I'm done for. Ours going fast.

Biting off the numbing specter of approaching doom, the razor-sharp brain of Tony Stark functions as incisively as ever.

Might just be enough juice left for one last radio call. Must make contact with my lab. If no one's there, I'm finished.

But fortunately, someone is there. Someone whose life is inexorably bound to Iron Man and Tony Stark.

Iron Man calling. Need help? Valley Road Drive. The top peak. Hurry.

I'm afraid he'd call. But he sounds so weak. Then as the distant voice fades into nothingness, the girl called Pepper dashes wildly for the door.

I've got to save him. I'll take Tony Stark's fastest car.

I sure hope Mr. Stark puts some gas in this Italian gondola. And why is he never around when he's needed?

What's that forbidding looking building ahead? A black castle? That must be where he called from.

I'm scared. An open door. He must be inside.

I can hear someone at the door. It was the black night. It's the end for me.

Iron Man, I found you. I've never seen you so weak, so helpless.

Too hard to talk. Get me to the car. Hurry.

The whole place. He's dying. From an hour's drive to the city.

He'll never make it. Never. That's it. Just a little further.

I have emergency charging wire. Plug in dashboard. Cigarette lighter.

A factory battery. A hospital no good. Head from a factory.

As they speed on, Iron Man absorbs every iota of energy from the car's battery.

We made it. I'll get you into the lab.

Tell me, how about Happy? Did they get him to the hospital in time?

Yes, he's in the operating room right now. They're using a new surgical technique on him.

It's called an elevator. Tony Stark's latest invention.

No, they mustn't. The elevator has never been tested.

Its use can completely change a human body.

But even as Iron Man speaks, Happy Hogan is about to be transformed into a monster.

Pepper, I've got to stop that Operation Unhappy, no matter what.

But they have to operate. It's his only chance for life.

Don't you see? Too much energy and cobalt apparatus can change him. Create a monster.

I've got to get to that hospital. Iron Man speaking.

Oh Senator, it's you again. No, Mr. Stark isn't here. I'll take the message.

Tell that playboy boss of yours his luck's run out.

I shall personally serve him with a subpoena tomorrow.

My world is crashing, but Happy needs me. Can't fail him.

And as Iron Man jets toward the hospital...

Yes, he's getting stronger, but at an amazing and alarming rate.

Look! He's changing before our eyes, as though the atoms of his body have been affected by the elevator.

I don't like it. Too fast. Too extreme.

Stop all power. Too late. He's going berserk. And look at him.

We've created a monster. Call the police.

The operating room. Happy. Something's happened to him.

Two men, once friends, now face each other.

Stark savagery on the snarling face of the thing that once had been Happy Hogan.

He must have stopped, and he must be. It is Iron Man alone who can do it.

He's wandering blindly. I've got to tame him without damaging anything.

And my power's getting low.

He'll try to kill me. Doesn't know what he's doing.

I could use one of my built-in weapons, but against Happy? Never.

I've got to lead him to my lab. But if he catches me, I'm done for.

And so the desperate chase begins.

Every step I take weakens me. How long can I run?

But run he does. Mile after tortured mile.

The menacing monster gaining with each step until Iron Man's overloaded transistors finally fail his pounding heart.

I've reached the lab, but can't go on.

The great iron figure collapses at the mercy of the monster.

Suddenly, a barely heard female voice stirs half-forgotten memories in the brutish brain that had once been Happy Hogan's.

But, Senator, I don't know where Mr. Stark is.

Enough excuses. I have a subpoena this time.

If Stark won't reveal Iron Man's true identity, I'll drag him back to Washington under guard.

A split second later, the Senator is confronted by a far grimmer problem.

Honey, don't leave. I think they knew me.

Look! He's about to drop a girl! Who let you?

Stop! Or I'll fire!

Never. My repulsor is... safe.

Iron Man, you're back. Back. But the Senator, the Senator...

Where is he? He's up there with that... that thing.

Gotta reach him before it's too late.

How's my chance to get happy in front of the innovator intensifier?

Done! He's in position.

I need maximum intensity.

It's the only way to transform him again.

Not enough, and I'll double the energy.

Power power!

Feedback has my armor on fire.

I failed!

Failed!

But a split second before the fearsome monster can destroy the helpless Iron Man,

a miraculous chain begins to affect the silent stalker.

Slowly, incredibly, he changes back to the identity of Happy Hope.

And nature again takes over, granting him a deep and restful sleep.

It's incredible. This machine affected Happy again, made him look like a screen star.

Happy? You're A-OK now. You read me, boy?

Mr. Stark, where... where am I?

Back where you belong, with your friends.

Nothing more to worry about, fella.

Break it down, I say! Smash in! I've got the subpoena!

No more worries, eh?

One of Stark's goons attacked me. He'll never get away with this one.

What's happened? Is Happy all right?

See for yourself. Note any change?

Happy? You're actually, actually handsome.

Wasn't I always?

Well, Pepper, looks like the Senator has my travel orders. Take care of Happy.

Don't you fret, Mr. Stark. I'll love my work. Believe you me.

Tony Stark makes you feel he's a cool exec from the heart of steel.