The Morning Patrol

Tony Stark adjusted his red and gold armor as he soared above Tech City's gleaming towers. Flying cars zipped through designated air lanes below him, their sleek forms cutting through the morning sky like silver fish in an invisible ocean.

"Another quiet morning in paradise," he said into his helmet's communication system.

A cheerful beep answered him from his suit's AI assistant. The city hummed with electronic life - digital billboards flashed advertisements, robots swept the streets, and holographic traffic signals guided the endless stream of vehicles.

Tony banked left, following the main transport corridor. Families headed to work and school in their personal flying cars, the vehicles' anti-gravity engines purring softly. Everything looked perfectly normal.

Then his sensors picked up something unusual. A flying car three blocks ahead was wobbling strangely, its navigation lights flickering erratically.

"That's not normal," Tony muttered, increasing his speed toward the struggling vehicle.

The Wobbling Problem

Tony reached the struggling car just as it started spinning wildly. Inside, a young baker clutched the steering wheel, her white apron covered in flour from the morning rush.

"My controls aren't working!" she shouted through the window.

Tony grabbed the car's emergency handle and steadied it. "I've got you. Just hold on."

But as he guided her to safety, his helmet's display lit up with warning signals. More flying cars across the city were experiencing the same problem. Red dots appeared on his map - dozens of vehicles losing control simultaneously.

"This isn't random," Tony said, watching the pattern spread through Tech City's air lanes.

He helped the baker land her car on a nearby rooftop platform. She climbed out, shaking but unhurt.

"Thank you, Iron Man! But what's happening to our cars?"

Tony's sensors detected something strange - invisible signals bouncing between the malfunctioning vehicles. Someone was sending commands to override their navigation systems remotely.

"Someone's hacking the transport network," he said grimly. "And they're just getting started."

Three more cars began wobbling in the distance.