Marvel's Blue Wolf

by AfroBandit18

Seventeen-year-old Milo Martin is just your average kid. He does his homework, deals with puberty, hangs with his friends and tries to talk to girls. After a significant encounter with a genetically engineered wolf and starts developing wolf powers, Milo becomes part of the bigger Marvel Universe as the superhero known as: Blue Wolf.

1. Ordinary

A/N: I'm more used to writing comics than I am novels, so my writing may be a bit meh but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy this.

Inner Monologue: "Italics"

CHAPTER 1: Ordinary

Manhattan, New York. Despite being dubbed "The City That Never Sleeps" New York is quiet tonight, giving its heroes a well-deserved break for once. A young man of a short and slender build is perched on a Stark Industries building in a blue and black themed wolf inspired costume. The young man in the wolf costume is overlooking the beautiful city lights.

"Name's Milo. Milo Martin or better known to the general populace as Blue Wolf. A few months ago I was the most average seventeen-year-old you'd meet and I'm not saying that to be cliché, I really was, I had average grades, an average family, average social life, hell I wasn't even part of a clique, I just...existed.

But now I'm a seventeen-year-old with wolf powers, yes, wolf powers and now I'm the newest, youngest and best looking-est member of the ever-growing New York superhero community. I uh, suppose I should give you a rundown of my "superhero origin story" huh? Well, it all started around the beginning of the semester."

Manhattan, New York

September

"MILO! GET UP, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE! A-G-A-I-N." A feminine but mature and assertive voice called out behind a wooden door being banged on. Milo rises from his bed swiftly with a small amount of drool dripping from the corner of his bottom lips. Milo had russet skin resembling that of caramel, his eyes were dark brown, almost black but in sunlight one could clearly see they were the same color of a chestnut, he had a skinny face with a, what you could describe as a scientifically perfect jawline although his infamous babyface distracted from it.

"'M up, 'm up" Milo mumbles as he takes his duvet off in a swift swiping motion and getting out of his double sized bed. Milo drones across his room, barely awake, Milo's room was that of a typical seventeen-year-old boy with posters compromising of superheroes, most of them being Spider-Man, video game characters and... a lot of women in skimpy outfits including those of Mary Jane Watson and Tigra.

Milo opens the door to his bedroom with his left hand while scratching his jet-black ringlet curly fade haircut with his right. Standing outside his door was a woman, noticeably shorter than Milo, she shared the same russet skin color as Milo and had freckles plastered all over her mature face with her hair tied in a tight bun, she had a widow's peak hairline with curly hair similar to Milo's. Milo, still visibly tired, squinted his eyes to stop them from hurting and hung his head down to meet eye contact with her. From his faded vision, Milo saw the woman crossing her arms with a scowl that could that could drive fear into the hearts of any supervillain.

"Sorry mom. 'Nother late night again, won't happen again" Milo said rubbing his eyes viciously as if he was trying to wipe away the tired state he was in. "Yep, as you could probably guess, that's my mom, Anne Brown. I love her to bits but man, does she drive me crazy sometimes. Still, I'd never say that to her face as she terrifies the living shit out of me, I'd rather fight Doctor Doom or Magneto before I ever get on mom's bad side." Anne looks at Milo head to toe, looking visibly annoyed as her young son wasn't dressed for school yet.

"You're kidding me, you have thirty minutes to get to school and you aren't even dressed yet! On the first day no less!" Anne says with a raised voice flailing her arms with clenched fists around like a crazy person. Milo held his arms up with his palms facing his mother in a defensive motion with a nervous smile on his face.

"I know, I know, I'm really sorry! I'll get dressed quickly and-and-" before Milo finishes his sentence he is cut off by Anne with her index finger planted firmly on her son's chest hard enough to make Milo feel a slight pain, Milo had one eye closed to mask his low pain threshold.

"Just get it done." And with that she turned around and made her way to the kitchen. Milo stays in the same spot as he watches her leave, he places his hands in his pockets and hangs his down making a long exhale. About fifteen minutes later, Milo, wearing a white t-shirt under a grey hoodie with a black Spider-Man logo on it, black slim jeans and red Nike high tops "In case you hadn't noticed, Spider-Man is my hero" hovers into the kitchen cautiously, in case his mother's mood hadn't improved although he wasn't completely afraid as the smell of bacon and eggs filled his nostrils making his stomach growl. In the kitchen, Anne was shuffling the bacon in a pan with grease popping loudly in the background, Milo sits on the small round table housing only two chairs, indicating Milo and Anne lived alone.

"Smells good mom. Can't wait to go to town on these bacon and eggs." Milo says with an excited tone in his voice, Anne, with her body still in place, turns her head to look at Milo and smiles indicating her mood was better than earlier. About a minute later, Anne places the bacon and eggs on the table in front of Milo on a square blue glass plate. The two sit opposite of each other and eat in silence until Milo breaks the silence "I'm still looking for work mom, but it's hard. Nowadays, you need 10 years of experience to get a job." Milo nervously laughs as he realizes how bad the joke he attempted to make was.

"Mom and I live in a two-bedroom apartment, seeing as my mom and dad aren't together anymore she has to pay rent on her own, sure my dad's great and all and we get on like a forest on fire, he isn't that great with child support payments so, mom struggles. At the time I struggled to get a job as I was about to enter Senior Year and since I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed I'd have to devote most of my time to studying if I wanted to graduate at all. Now though, I have a paid internship at Parker Industries which is a pretty awesome thing for that CEO Peter Parker to do."

"It's okay, don't worry about it. Focus on your studies, I'd rather you graduate high school and go to college than help me pay rent" she says with a weak smile without even given a single glance to Milo. All Milo could feel as he looked upon his mother was guilt and sadness, he felt like a worthless son who couldn't even support his mother with rent and so, he finished his food, picked up his backpack by the strap with his right hand and his skateboard with his left, rises from his seat and kisses his mother on the cheek goodbye before leaving the apartment.

Heritage High School

Thirty Minutes Later

Milo rushes to the outside of his school on his skateboard, he stamps on the tail of his skateboard and it flips up high enough for Milo to grab the nose without having to reach for it. He tucks it under his right arm like someone holding a stack of books, Milo rushes up the flight of concrete stairs leading to the entrance of his high school and pushes open the entrance door with his free left hand with significant force, well significant enough for someone who is one-hundred-and-eight pounds and five feet eight in height.

The young man sprints as fast as he can to his next class repeating the word's over and over "ImsolateImsolateImsolateImsolate!" Milo banks around several corners before making it to class. He finally makes it to class and barges through the door, visibly startling some of his classmates. Bending down with his hands on his knees and panting hard and loud, Milo can barely formulate his next words.

"S-sorry... I'm... late... Professor Donaldson...I-I... have... no... excuse... GUH!" He gulps swallowing his saliva as a desperate attempt at hydration. He finally manages to stand upright holding has chest with his right arm, still panting loudly with his eyes closed. Milo looks around the classroom and sees his fellow students staring into his soul, some trying to contain their laughter at his embarrassing arrival and then proceeds to make eye contact with his science teacher. Professor Donaldson looks at him crossing his arms while shaking his head but also smirking. Professor Donaldson was a tall Caucasian man, clearly towering over Milo, even from across the room with a full grey beard and slicked back hair, he wears rectangular glasses that lay on his upper nose and has visible wrinkles showing his age if his air already didn't.

"I like you Mr. Martin, so I'll give you a freebie just this once since it's the beginning of the year. In other words, no detention for you." Professor Donaldson says, still smiling, he then motions his left hand directing at an empty desk, signaling him to sit. Milo complies with a grateful look on his face, directed at Professor Donaldson and sits at his desk, unzipping his bag and taking out his notebook.

Alchemax

Meanwhile

Inside the colossal building that is Alchemax lies a large state of the art laboratory, the walls, floor and ceiling all covered in chrome with a significant amount of scientific and technological equipment. Standing in front of a large TV display are two people, a man and a woman. Both of them were Caucasian, the woman was of medium height with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a smart suit, something a traditional businesswoman would wear, while the man was noticeably taller than the woman with glasses covering his blue eyes and gelled up brown hair. The man stands next to her with his left hand in his trouser pocket and a iPad under his right hand and the woman has her arms crossed.

"These two are Liz Allan and Tiberius Stone. While Allan isn't necessarily a "bad guy", she's not squeaky clean either but Stone on the other hand, there isn't much I can say about him but the dude's definitely shady. They are responsible for me actually getting my powers but it wasn't for good reasons, I won't get ahead of myself though before I enter spoiler territory.

"Ms. Allan, I still fail to understand why we are experimenting on so many different animals. We could be working on much greater things rather than injecting animals with a recreational Super Soldier Serum." Said Tiberius with a visibly annoyed but curious tone in his voice, he continued staring at the TV monitor without exchanging a glance with Liz. Liz, continuing to look at the monitor detailing the DNA chain of a grey wolf, she took a moment to respond but finally, she turns her head to look at Tiberius.

"Well, Tiberius, in this city; a new superpowered person appears out of nowhere almost every day and seeing as our company, alongside many others are the target of terrorists and/or criminals with these superpowers. This building will need security to match that, using Spider-Man as a... sort of template, I've decided to experiment on animals, enhancing their capabilities in hopes of being able to transfer these enhanced capabilities over to a normal human being." Liz replies, with her arms still crossed and looking at Tiberius with a stoic look, before he could reply Liz returns her gaze at the grey wolf DNA strand on the large TV monitor.

"So, in layman's terms you are trying to create superpowered animal themed security guards? Well, in that case I have good news for you." Tiberius stops mid-sentence to look over to Liz, Liz turns her head and the two-exchange eye contact indicating that Tiberius had gained Liz's attention. He then continues, "One of the specimen's, Specimen 11, the grey wolf has shown some signs of adapting to the Super Soldier Serum in its blood stream" Tiberius then looks at his iPad with a display of the grey wolf, Specimen 11.

As Liz opened her mouth, about to respond, an ear-piercing alarm blares throughout the facility. The automated voice fills the room saying: ALERT. ALERT. SPECIMEN 11 HAS ESCAPED CONTAINMENT. ALERT. ALERT. SPECIMEN 11 HAS ESCAPED CONTAINMENT. This repeated for several minutes as Liz and Tiberius rushed to the containment facility that housed all the animals that had been experimented on, Liz, Tiberius and a couple of security guards enter the containment facility. The automatic door makes a hissing sound as it opens, the group sees the facility is trashed with a downed security guard next to a cell with a broken chain in his hand. One of the security guards approaches their downed co-worker and he kneels down beside him holding his head.

"Are you alright? What happened?" He asks, the injured security guard with scratches on his face, opens his eyes and looks at the broken chain in his hand. He coughs before replying to the co-worker that was tending to him.

"Specimen 11 broke out of his chains and... escaped through the window" he responds while pointing at the shattered window with glass shards laid out under it. Liz and Tiberius approach the shattered window and look out to street level to see small pieces of shattered glass.

Liz then mutters "Shit."

Heritage High School

Lunch

As most of the students at Heritage High are in the cafeteria eating lunch, the High School basketball team are in the gym training while the cheerleaders are doing the same. Milo is at the bleachers eating his lunch and listening to Reckless by Australian Crawl with his earphones. As the music plays in his ears, Milo piningly watches as his crush, Natalie Shore, is practicing her cheerleading. Natalie was a girl with olive skin and was clearly of Japanese descent, she had long, silky black hair and long eyelashes curving upward over her dark brown eyes, with a literal scientifically perfect body type. Milo smiles as he watches her when suddenly a hand smacks onto his left shoulder.

Milo's whole-body flinches while also jumping out of his seat making a high-pitched squeal and dropping his food under the bleacher. Milo places his hand on his heart, breathing heavily. Two people, a boy and girl sit on each side of Milo laughing at him.

"Lee, Michelle. I would have been happy to see you, if you hadn't of scared me out of my skin" Milo says sassily. Lee, a boy of Korean descent stood at the same height as Milo, Lee had dark brown eyes and olive skin and brown hair and a pointy nose and a long face, Lee always wore a beanie so you never usually would see his hair, although it appeared unkempt. Michelle was an attractive young girl of Hispanic descent with a small number of freckles forming an upper curve starting from her left cheek and curving upward onto her nose and ending at her right cheek, she had a russet skinned oval shaped head and curly brown hair and green eyes.

"Lee Park and Michelle Chavira. We've been by each other's side ever since I moved to New York from Virginia, oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I was born in Virginia, surpriiiiiise. *Ahem* Anyway, as I was saying, we've been best friends since I moved here when I was five, when I enrolled in the same elementary school as them I had "New Kid Jitters" and was too shy to make friends. The two of them approached me and offered to be friends right on the spot, from then on we've thick as thieves."

"Sorry man, you're so easy to scare I can't help it!" He says still laughing, holding his gut while doing so. Milo crosses his arm and scowls at Lee for a few seconds, he eventually releases his arms and un-focuses his death glare at Lee and returns to his pining over Natalie. Lee and Michelle exchange quick-second looks at each other before looking at Milo in sync and then follow his gaze as he stares at Natalie. Michelle rolls her eyes and slouches in her seat.

"Come onnnnnn, Milo. Put us all out of our misery and go talk to her" Michelle exclaims in annoyance as she lightly punches his left arm. Milo then looks to the ground in deep thought, clearly considering Michelle's suggestion. He then stands up adjusting his clothes in a tucking motion to make his appearance look presentable.

"You're right, Michelle. I'm gonna man up and talk to her" Milo says confidentially and begins walking down the bleachers. Lee, confused turns his gaze to Michelle. He raises his index finger, about to say something but stops, he repeats the gesture before finally mustering the correct words.

"Uhhhhhhh...what're you doing? You have a crush on Milo. Why are you helping the competition?" Lee asks legitimately puzzled as if he were trying to answer the world's hardest math question. Michelle groans before slapping Lee's head, he lets out a small cry of pain before rubbing his head. Lee spreads his arms out as if to say, "what did I do?", although Michelle doesn't answer his question. Lee then sighs and mumbles quiet enough for Michelle to not hear what he was saying.

As Milo closes in on Natalie, his heart begins racing, and stands behind her contemplating what he'll say or do and begins biting his five finger nails. Milo reaches out, about to tap her shoulder to get her attention when suddenly the school bell blares across the gym which causes Milo to jump out of shock and look toward the school bell, he then looks back to where Natalie once was and sees she has left the gym alongside the basketball team and other cheerleaders. Ashamed, he proceeds to look up to his two friends on the bleachers who mockingly give him a thumb's up while snickering. Milo looks down and facepalms, groaning loudly before proceeding to make his way to class along with his friends.

15:00 After School

Students are exiting Heritage High School like a herd of sheep in unison. Milo, Lee and Michelle are standing against the concrete stair banisters, their conversation is barely heard over the flooding amount of voices coming from other students. All of a sudden, their conversation comes to a halt as all three of them pull out their phones from each of their pockets and looking at them in sync.

"An e-vite to the Fall Formal?" The freckle-faced young girl states trying to mask her excitement. Milo and Lee's reading expressions turn to fear which leads the beanie wearing boy to facepalm.

"Ugh, it's only the first day and they already want to host a Fall Formal." Lee says in annoyance with his palm still placed on his face, his facepalm then slips to the side of his cheek as if he was in pain before he continues to say "And to make matters worse, guys like me and Milo don't get dates. Well, not the hot ones at least." This inconsiderate comment leads Michelle to slap the back of Lee's head knocking his beanie over his eyes.

"You're such an asshole, Lee!" Michelle shouts clenching her fists, before Lee can pull his beanie from over his eyes Michelle goes in for another hit only to be stopped by Milo who jumps in between, spreading his arms out to block Lee and Michelle.

"Guys, guys. You can cut the sexual tension in hear with a chainsaw, jeeze-louise. Lee, you've gotta be more considerate of what you say, especially to someone with a Hulk-like temper that is Michelle and Michelle, you've gotta chill out." Lee manages to pull the beanie over his eyes and scoffs and rolls his eyes, but nods to show that he agrees with Milo. Michelle, crosses her arms for a couple of moments with an angered expression on her face but it eventually loosens and she un-crosses her arms letting out a small exhale and also nods in agreement. Milo sees this and continues "Now, I have to get home to study. So, please don't try and kill each other while I'm gone. Ciao" and with that, he leaves holding up a peace sign with his fingers.

A few hours later, Milo is walking home and listening to music in his earphones while sipping a drink he had got when he stopped off at the mall. "I may have also kinda sorta got distracted and stayed at the Food Court for a couple of hours...*sigh* I'm so not graduating this year" he stops to check the time on his phone, his phone light shines in the night and Milo squints his eyes from the extreme brightness. The time on Milo's phone is 21:11, he sighs at the realization that he's late and proceeds to take a shortcut through a rarely empty Central Park to get home quicker.

As Milo cuts through Central Park at night, his paranoia kicks in and he pulls his hood over his head in an attempt to mask his fear from any would-be muggers. The music in his earphones stop, as he is about to play the next song on his phone he hears a low growling in the distance. Milo instantly reacts to the fear inducing noise in the background and turns his head to locate the sound. He suddenly sees a grey wolf with shaggy fur, staring at him violently, the wolf continues to growl with foam dripping from its mouth and begins approaching him slowly. Completely and utterly in shock and fear, Milo can't feel his feet, his heart begins racing but he cannot move, as much as his brain is screaming for him to run... he can't.

The wolf then proceeds to lung at Milo which triggers a flight or fight response, Milo tries to block the incoming attack with his right arm but is knocked off his feet by the sheer force and speed of the wolf. Milo drops to his back which causes a loud thud, pain is surging through Milo's body and suddenly, the wolf clamps its jaws on his left arm and begins shaking it like a piece of meat. Blood is pouring from his right arm, Milo desperately tries to remove the wolf's mouth from his arm but the wolf will not budge due to it's amazing jaw strength being enhanced by the Super Soldier Serum coursing through its veins.

The pain finally starts to reach his arm and causes Milo to let out a howl of pain, the wolf doesn't respond to the boy's cry and only buries its teeth deeper into his arm. As Milo begins to fatigue from his struggle with the wolf, he slowly begins to look into the stars and accept his impending doom and passes out cold.

Suddenly a voice cries out into Milo and the wolf's direction, shouting "OH MY GOD!". The wolf hears this and let's go of the boy's arm with blood smeared across its mouth, the wolf then growls and proceeds to run away into the night. The stranger that had startled the wolf rushes towards Milo's unconscious body and pulls out her phone and dials 911. She puts the phone to her left ear and shouts at the operator in a panic tone "I-I-I need an ambulance! A-a-a boy has been a-a-attacked by a wolf and he's unconscious!" She waits for a response before proceeding to shout back at the operator saying "Yes! A wolf! Please, hurry!" She hangs up the phone before kneeling beside Milo and attempting to tend to his wound.

A/N: Ta-daaaaa that's the end of the first part of Blue Wolf's origin story. I really hope you guys enjoy the idea of my OC playing a part of the Marvel Universe. Don't worry, as soon as he establishes himself as a superhero, he'll be interacting with Marvel's Finest. Please review.