Henry Pym is old, now. He's old enough that he no longer wants to be a "super-powered hero". But, he doesn't want his legacy to just fade and vanish into history. He desperately wants to pass on the helmet and suit.
But, to who? Some rich kid who won't be able to appreciate what goes into the technology? One who would be all full of himself like that idiot, Tony Stark? No.
Someone off the streets who craves for a helping hand? Who needs help to get food into his mouth? Who might swing to the far end of the spectrum and seek vengeance on the pampered rich who spat on him while he was down? No. Not that kind of a person - not someone who didn't have the wherewithal to even achieve a level of competence and the basic functions of subsistence on his own.
No. Not one such as that.
No free glory boosts to an already overblown ego. Certainly not that.
It has to be someone who has shown some bit of competence... someone who would fight to succeed - struggle to keep his own life afloat - have a reason to show dignity and courage in the face of odds that would crush a free-loader or overwhelm and derail an ego-centric moron. Humble, but not incapable.
Hank Pym had a great love in his life. And, apparently, that love is gone. For all those years Janet Van Dyne was at his side, secretly, as the Wasp - and, was his life and his promise of happiness... Janet is ... not here. Not anymore.
All Hank has left of his One Love is the daughter she gave him - Hope. Prescient name... appropriate...
Hope for mankind... hope for his legacy... hope for a future that is better than the past that he's aware could have been so much worse.
Nobody knows who Hank Pym really is - not the scientist with all those spectacular successes splashed across all the Journals - not the corporate mogul who has seen his company gain stature and power ... and money... lots of money.
Money made from marketing his genius to the world markets.
But, the world... the world doesn't know who Henry Pym really is. They don't know that he has been more than all that - far more. All those years he and Janet used to don those tricky suits and go out into the world - saving the world ... from threats no one else even knew existed - in a way that didn't call attention to ourselves. All those years, Ant-Man and Wasp would go secretly into dangers where any mistake could end it all. So small... they didn't even know we were there.
They were real heroes, Hank and Janet - not some cinematic, media sensation designed to bring attention to gods and to the captains of industry and war. And, certainly not those chest-thumping, look-at-me revelers in their own glories and successes. No... Hank and Janet had been those heroes who did their business to protect their world - our world - when nobody even knew the world was needing saving. Nobody knew.
He wouldn't tell them - ever. And, Janet is gone... she won't be telling anyone.
Hope has proven competent... wearing her mother's gear. She is battle-tested and she is ready. But, she is going to be alone. No one can succeed - can survive - without the help of others.
But, Hank has gotten old. He can't do it, anymore. Those evenings taking Hope out and watching her protect the city - the world ... and, being there in concert with her will always be cherished.
But, age calls. Henry Pym won't be guarding her back, any more. That is no longer his place.
She will need someone else.
This young man in the news: Scott Lang. Intriguing. He is definitely competent. And, he likes working under the cover of darkness - no self-aggrandizor there. Competent. Strong. Misguided.
Maybe Hank can save him.
He has a daughter, too.
He has a daughter.
Just like Hank.
And, Scott loves his daughter. And, Scott will do whatever it takes to protect that daughter - to help that daughter overcome her weakness - her heart that just isn't all it should have been for a young child - to help her survive into tomorrow and the tomorrows that should follow.
Hank... Hank Pym can help this young man. This is exactly the type of young man who would never overestimate his place - never set himself up in all the glories that could be had from being that kind of hero. That isn't, after all, really what a real hero would aspire to.
Hank has known heroes. He knew Peggy Carter, founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., when she was struggling to find her place in a male-dominated world after all the men came back after World War II. Indomitable.
He knew of Steve Rogers - Captain America they called him. He had read of his sacrifice - selfless. Stories that he has returned ... intriguing. No press conferences - no boast. Just... somehow... back.
He knew Howard Stark as Howard truly made a place for himself in helping to create S.H.I.E.L.D. and never advertised that fact - never bragged to the world that he was behind inventions that have helped to place America in the forefront of freedom. He watched Howard deflect the praise for his heroics to wealth and fraternization with all those women... that wasn't who Howard was... Hank knew the real Howard Stark. The man who had been his mentor.
And, Howard was nothing like that blow-hard son he left.
Scott isn't like that, either. Scott can do this.
And, Scott can watch out for Hope. A world without Hope wouldn't be worth ... anything - figuratively or literally. The world needs hope and Hank needs Hope.
Scott will learn who Hope is. He can't help but to care that she is safe and he will have her back.
All these years fighting crime. All these years showing his various faces in the scientific community, in the economic pantheon that includes the likes of Steve Jobs and Bill Gates; the DuPonts and the Rockerfellers; the Hammers and the Bics..., in the uptown parties... All these years ... and nobody knew the real Henry Johathan Pym, PhD.
And, that is as it should be.
But, now... ? Now, it's time to retire. Hank Pym is too old and his daughter needs - requires - someone more fit and more able to watch her back.
This man ... this man ... could be the one.
This ... Scott Lang.
This man of darkness and intrigue.
This is written as a story, but it clearly depicts how I feel the studio is taking these characters and building them out. Hank Pym is crotchety... he's disappointed in the heroes he sees out there today - the glory hounds - the self-promoters. Scott Lang only wants to protect what he loves... and, he'll do what it takes to do that. Hope Van Dyne had to grow up with her father and the tumultuous relationship he had with her mother, Janet Van Dyne - the original Wasp.
And, the way it appears this is all going to be portrayed is that "Ant-Man" has been around for ages... and, he and Janet have been very careful to insure they have not made themselves known. They took, personally, the responsibility of protecting the world - and, they didn't want the accolades that went with it - Henry Pym had plenty of those.
And, now, he's probably a little jealous of the notoriety all these "new heroes" are achieving... not that he wants *his*... but, still...
And, yes... I know about Hank's history of mental illness. This story was written from his perspective - one that wouldn't allow for his own fallacies.