ARC-1: Power & Money
AN: The story starts slow.
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[The year 2016] [Location: New York] [tral Mall]
Have you ever experienced death so close that it could make your heart stop in a split sed but never did? Instead kept you alive, in pain, trapped under rubble in the burning remains of a 1970's Volkswagen Camper? Have you ever found yourself at the mercy of another living thing with all means of life termination within its reach? Have you ever wished death upon those around you in pure ignorance while leaving you alive to watch your own despair?
I know I did. After 20 years of my rebirth in this freaking dangerous Marvel world, I khis would happeually. Fuck! I never should have came to the city.
My vision was almost pletely covered by thick soot and debris, I could only see what little I could peer through out of the only part of the driver's side windshield that was left, gss covered my arms, and all I could do was wait and suffer. Everything seems red. My right side... I 't remember exactly what happened, everything was blurred, all I could remember was the sound of a loud screeg metal followed by shards of gss pierg into me, blood trig down my arm. I was in so much pain but I couldn't scream, all I could was breathe and hope and wait for the end.
I see something move, I try to call out to it but I couldn't get my throat to move the way it o. The rubble began to move, I could see Green Hulk smash his way through with ease until he reached me and ripped off what remained of the Camper to expose me. His eyes glowed as bright as the burning fire around us, his face showed a face of pity, "Hulk save tiny human."
My body was covered in burns and cuts, Green Hulk picked me up gently and held me in his hands, my entire body ag and in agonizing pain. My life was literally in the hands of the stro Avenger as I could barely keep my eyes open. But I see a red giant... Abomination, trapped in an energy field suspended in the air. Some guys in bck suits were putting him inside a giant truck. While Iron Man was resg the nearby civilians who were caught in the sudden rampage between Abomination and the Green Hulk.
"Tiny Human safe," Hulk puts me on a stretcher near Captain Amerid lets EMT's take care of me before he leaped bato saving more people from the wreckage. I wao thank Hulk but all I could do was let myself fall asleep to the sound of distant sirens.
I woke up ter that day with an oxygen mask on, ed in a cast, hooked up to an IV. A woman in her mid 30s, blond hair, and dark iris, checked up on my vitals and looked surprised when she saw me awake. The fuck?! I... I 't feel my body!
"Wele back! Your burns and cuts have beeed, but I am sorry to inform you that yht side is paralyzed due to spinal cord injury... But due to your dition, you o longer drive or perform the same funs as before. Do you have any family, friends, or tacts that we call?" she asked.
I felt nothing, nothing at all. The feeling of utter horror when being told about this is traumatizing. Stay calm, stay calm... I o somehow tact my family. I am sure they somehow fix me up. Dad works at one of the Stark Industries, he holds a somewhat high position. I am sure he pull some strings a me top-notch treatment.
"John Wilson... My dad..." I somehow mao spit out, coughing to the side. He pulled out a notepad and pencil.
"Okay. How they be tacted?"
"29 Ja Drive... King's Cross, New York"
"Alright, stay calm, I will tact him," she gave me a pitiful smile and walked away, looking at her PDA, leaving me alone.
God dammit! Why the fuck do I have to pay the price of their fight? Just why did a stupid battle like this have to go down and wre entire se of a shoppier?! Fuck! Paralysis... What the fuck do I do now...? What if there is no cure? What if I will have to live the rest of my life like this? I ched my fist in anger.
[6 months ter]
It's been 6 months sihat i. Luckily, my dad was able to get me into a facility that specializes in experimental neurery thanks to Tony Stark. Everyday, I ut through tless ss as, the surgeons trying to locate the exact point of the injury. All these fancy high-tech medical devices didn't make me feel aer though. The pain I felt was agonizing, sometimes my right leg twitched...
Last day, I overheard someone saying something about experimental drugs to stimute damaged nerves... I don't know what drugs they were talking about but I tell that they are w. I have more trol over my right side, but not enough to walk or stand, I still have to rely on a wheelchair, though.
As days passed the tests have slowly beore intensive. Sometimes I wasn't allowed to eat for 3 days straight so they could observe how I would react... I am not too happy about this but whatever helps me get better, I guess. Sometimes I would wake up God knows when because doctors were messing around my head... Some fucked up dream I had once, I could hear things while my eyes were closed, I opehem and no one was in the room, except for me and the maes monit my brain and body.
These motherfuckers have turned me into their guinea pig! Experimental drugs, ss, tests, iions. They better help me fix myself or I don't even know what I do in my dition. I haven't seen Dad for weeks... Weeks? Maybe more... I don't know. I have lost track of time ever since I was admitted here.
"Subject 0x has exhibited extreme resistao multiple dosages R7-0x1, administering the dosage," some dy with gsses and a white b coat ied me with a strange-colored syringe. Now, they are calling me Subject 0x... What the fuck? I thought all they wanted was to fix my spine...
"Doctor, Subject 0x is beginning to eage 3, it appears to have a ive impa the subject's brain," I see two nurses e into my room and hold my shoulders dowraining me.
"Increase the subject's dosage. The pany is pushing us to plete Project: X before the deadlihe doctor dy replied before I could see one nurse push a button, sending more of the drug into my system. I have no fug idea what's going on. I only hear their voices and think. Other than that... Nothing...
"Subject 0x shows zero respoer entering Stage 5. Administering the stimutor," this time, a bald guy in a suit is me with a syrihat glows yellow.
"Subject's neural pathways are being healed and regeed. It appears to have been successful," I feel the feeling on my right side ing back... Holy shit... I could move my finger! I tried to move my foot but it wasn't fully funal. But they pushed some kind s once again, making me numb.
"gratutions Doctor Jones. You have exceeded the deadline. Project: X has ered the final stage," some older man with gsses walks in. This asshole is the one in charge? What do you mean by the final stage? Let me go you motherfuckers!
"What is Project: X, sir?" A woman's voice! I have heard her voice before... Ah! That day at the hospital...
"Project: X is him," the older man pointed his fi me. "Have you ever heard of a perfect human, Doc. Hazel?"
"Perfect human... What does Subject 0x have to do with it?"
"Subject 0x has exceeded every record we set for him. It has shown 0 signs of deterioration t R7-0x1. Immuo all types of iions, viruses, bacteria... Just think of any type of diseases you imagine and he will resist them," Doctor Jones replied, walking toward me before pressing his finger against my cheek. "R7-0x1 is a bination of Earth's most deadly diseases... Yet Subject 0x lives... His regeion capabilities are even thousand... No, a million times greater than that of Logahere are no signs of X-Genes in his body."
What the hell? Perfect human? Me? Wait! These lunatics... Fuck!
"A regur human with mutant-like capabilities yet has no signs of mutation. Subject 0x has exceeded humanity," I see Doctor Jones i me with yet another drug... Fug hell! Is he trying to test how resistant I be!?
"Then why didn't his body heal after that i?" Hazel asked.
"We believe his body has a certain limitation... Perhaps it depends on his will? We are not 100% sure about that just yet. He has the ability to manipute his own cells and o heal himself," Jones expined. "But he doesn't know about it himself... But with the right amount of stimution from these drugs, his body do the rest."
"So, what's the final stage?" Hazel asked. Fuck! This bitch... Just why is she so curious about this bullshit? 't you see that these motherfuckers are going to use me for some sort of evil experiments?!
"The final stage is to test whether he survive the world's most deadly toxin known to mankind," Jones replied. What? What does he mean by surviving the world's deadliest toxin? Poison? Chemical? No!
"Doctor Jones... The world's most deadly toxin, what-" Hazel wao ask something but Jones cut her off.
"It's cssified. You are dismissed," Doctor Jones said before turning to the nurse beside him. "Transfer Subject 0x to Laboratory Z," the nurse nodded her head and pushed my stretcher out of the room along with Jones and Hazel.
They strapped me to aion table, eg tubes and needles to me.
"Don't worry, kid. This is all for the betterment of the humanity. A cure to incurable diseases, cure to every illnesses... We even save those suffering from radiation damage... You are the future," Jones gave me a smile before leaving.
I wanna vomit after hearing that. Fucker must have got his head messed up thanks to these chemicals. Yeah... You fug lunatic, you better hope I don't get out of this alive or I will make sure that I will send your ass straight to hell. Then I will kill that motherfug bitch... No, killing them will be too easy... Yeah, I'll skin them alive and then drown them in a pool of nuclear waste.
One of the urned on a puter monitor before leaving the room. My sciousness faded in and out as my vision began to blur. God damn these motherfuckers. This... I hate all of them. Especially those assholes who caused this in the first pce. Abomination, Hulk, and that Iron Asshole... Fuck!
"Huffff!" I jumped up in my bed in cold sweat. A bad dream... What was that...? What did that Jones fucker i me with? I looked around my room. It's a small room with a big ass window. I see snow falling outside... Winter. M light... I wonder what day is it today.
No more importantly...
I got down from the old bed. I feel like a new person... My head felt clear, my eyes were sharper than before, and I felt... Powerful... No, that's not the correct word to describe how I felt. I felt strong, full of life. I quickly checked my right side. Everythi fine. I bent my kretched out my hand, touched my face, wiggled my fingers... Perfect. Everything... Everything is funing. I even got abs.
What the fuck was that nightmare, though?
I walked over to the mirror, just beside the door.
Eehhh?! Who the fuck is that goofy-looking nerdy guy?! What in the fug hell is going on here?!
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Things you must know before you tinue:-
1) M't get his power until Ch: 11
2) Don't read if you aren't into- slice of life & a sexy aunt
3) Harem big time: Starting girls: Mary Jane, Michelle Jones, Gwen
4) M't be your self-sacrifig hero
5) Lots of lemon
6) No System
7) Expect threesome/foursome with Md irls
8) No NTR
9) MC kills
