Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's, such as Angel and Ingrid. This angel has no relation to Angel from X-men. This story contains Male x Male action and pairings and there will be a harem (it will contain mostly males and a few females) with the main OC character, Angel. Don't like, DON'T read.
Chapter 1:
It was an accident, really. I was a normal-ish kid with black hair, brown eyes and pale skin. I had been minding my own business when I was abducted. Plucked straight off the street and carried off into a black van which drove me off to my doom. When I came too I was in this... well, the only way I can describe it, is a giant glass cage. I was chained to the middle of the concrete floor. I couldn't see outside the cage but I was pretty sure I was being watched from the outside. The telltale sign of an itch on my neck and back told me so. The chains were attached to my neck, biceps, wrists, waist, thighs and ankles. Not long after coming to, I learned that these chains retracted into the floor causing me to lie flat eagle positioned on the floor. Once I was secured, a door I couldn't see opened and a man whom introduced himself as Doctor Fredrick Ingrid. I didn't know the man but his grin told all I needed to know. I was for a world of pain.
When I think back on it, I find it funny. It's ironic that the freak would be the one to be tested on. And tested I was. Ingrid performed many experiments on me, each worse than the last. It got so bad that I eventually lost all feeling of pain and it was still painful. The first couple months was just torture, literally. They would beat me physically and then hurt me mentally and emotionally, everyday, with no breaks. After that they would inject this liquid into my bloodstream and it felt like liquid fire running through my veins. After a month of injections, it enhanced my senses to the point I could sense things miles away but the walls of the facility blocked my senses from ever escaping. Another month of injections and I gained enhanced healing. So on and so forth. Eventually all the experiments turned my hair and eyes silver. I believe the worst thing they did to me was actually three things. The third was a serum that stopped my aging process but the consequence is that I must now consume blood. Now they can experiment on me forever as long as they provide the blood. The second was when they force fed me this pill, it was like my brain was melting from the inside out. I nearly died from that one but it somehow increased my intelligence or unlocked some part of my brain. Now, I gain these memories, experiences, skills, etc. when I drink my dose of blood. Somehow, my brain can unlock the foreign DNA, replace or install it within my body and gain the information stored with those foreign cells. It makes me feel like Alucard from Hellsing, one of my favorite Manga's.
The first and most painful thing they ever did to me was... kill me. Yes, I died but not in the typical way one does. It began as a normal day: Beating, injection, mental beating, experimental pill and emotional beating. After that is when it changed. Normally, they would just dissect me, feed me and then I would rest until tomorrow but instead of chaining me on my back, I feel a dart enter my exposed neck. Then darkness consumes my vision. When I wake up I'm chained down onto my stomach on a very uncomfortable metal table. I'm blind, my throat dry and I'm unable to smell anything but sterile metal. Thankfully my hearing was working just enough for me to gain glimpses of what was going on.
"Prep... Charge... Painful... Ironic... Vibranium..."
Then the pain gets me. Various giant needles enter my skin and I can feel a scalpel cut down the middle of my back, tearing the flesh away to expose my spine and the various nerves attached to it. All of this felt like the sun itself had been pushed into my body. I hear a couple more words before I could feel myself starting to black out.
"Vibranium 1, 2 and 3... Uru... Adamantium... Nth... Carbonadium... Chronoton... Element Zero... Element 99... Redstone... Mythril... Taydenite... Transformium..."
At that current moment, none of those made any sense nor could my brain make any connections. But right now, I recognized most if not all of those things. My vision turned black and I could feel my heart slow down to a stop. I had died during that procedure but my brain was still active.
"The metals are binding better than expected with the circuitry. Now we just have to wait and see if her healing factor will revive her."
The next thing I knew, I was waking in my cage with my body feeling heavier then the titanic. I could feel what they did to me, my brain cataloging everything different within my body. The most obvious thing they did to me was, well, wings. Two large metal wings moved as if they had a mind of their own behind me. They shook and shimmered but I eventually learned that I could control them, retract them and even fly. After that, the years flew by. There would be times where I would have these strange dreams or visions. Once I had a dream of a magnificent place, buildings made of gold, gardens full of the most amazing flowers, all unknown to me, and off in the horizon a tree as big as a planet but it had a haze over it. Ripples of smoke waved over it and the tree looked as if it was translucent. I had appeared in a garden and from the palace behind me, a royal garden at that. It was beautiful and as I walked the path I had realized that I was transparent, like a ghost. When I tried to touch the flowers my hand would flow right through them. A little down the path I heard sniffles and quiet sobs, so I investigated. In a little area surrounded by tall hedges sat a boy. The area was small and very well hidden, I was impressed. It was a perfect hide away or safe place for a boy his size. I couldn't see his face since he had it buried in his knees but from what I could see, he wore a robe of green and gold, had short black hair and creamy pale skin. He seemed no more than seven years of age.
I sat down in front of him and asked, "What is wrong child?"
I could tell I had startled him with the way he jumped and I feared he almost got whiplash with the way he snapped his head up. Now that I could see his face, he had plump pinkish lips, sharp cheekbones, a small button nose and the most intense bright forest green eyes I had ever seen, not that I actually got to see any in real life. His eyes are wide as he stared at me.
"An angel..." He whispered.
I tilted my head in confusion and looked behind me. It was then I realized my wings were out, the metal feathers a nice silvery white that shined in the light. I lifted them and spread them slightly around the small area. I smiled and neither confirmed nor denied his statement but I waited for his response to my question.
"What is wrong child?" I ask again and this time he looks at me.
Tears enter and escape his eyes and I could practically taste the self loathing. He looks at me, vulnerably, "I-I found out that I'm a Jotunn." His skin starts to turn blue and one of his eyes turn a mighty red. "A-Am I a traitor, an enemy, a freak? Is that why you have come? To take me away?" He whimpers as frozen tears slide down his cheeks.
My smile turns into a frown and I reach out to touch him. As soon as I realized that I didn't faze through him, I tugged him into my lap and hugged him. Of course he tenses at the motions but eventually he relaxes into my hold. I reach with one hand and stroke his hair.
"I see nothing but a child in need of comfort." I whisper soothingly. His skin was cold but otherwise didn't bother me. I had no idea where I was, what the hell a Jotunn was or who this kid was but he needed the assurance and comfort which I was gladly supplying. I wrap my wings lighty around him in a nice hug and ask the child his name.
"Loki. My name is Loki." He whispers as if by telling me his name he expects me to just get up and leave. I hug him a bit tighter and give him a soft smile. I concentrate on one of the feathers on my wing. After I was done I pluck it. Its edges are covered in smooth ice teal crystal, in the center a small red glowing orb lay within the white metal. Engraved on the back is a message, 'I love you as who you are not what you are. Just be you and all will be well.' It looked more like a leaf now but it was still recognizable as a feather. Trying not to wince, I dig into my skin and pull out a vein of extremely flexible metal from my wrist and tie it around the stem of the feather to make a necklace. Then I place it around his neck.
"Only you will see this necklace and nothing can destroy it. It will keep safe as long as you wear it. Read the message and always remember what it means." I look to the sky as I feel the pull of consciousness. I look down at the boy who's smile is as bright as a sun and give him one last smile. "Until next time, Loki." I could hear him call out as I disappeared and woke up in my cage.
That is only one example. I've had other dreams about a sick blonde child who wanted to enter the military, a smart child whos father ignored him to find a lost hero, a green giant who is nothing but a child who wants to protect the one who created him and more. Each person I met be it child or adult I would give them a feather. Somehow I knew that by doing so, I create a link to that person. As the years went by, Ingrid seemed to lose more and more of his sanity. Until he performed the experiment that would allow for my escape to happen. I was sedated again by a dart and woke up on my back on a metal table. They injected me with a blue glowing liquid which hurt worse than anything I've felt before. It lit my veins, literally, and one could see its path through my skin as my heart pumped it through my body. They then injected a red glowing liquid into my other arm and you can see its path too. Then a large pointy device above me lit up and began to pump with me electricity. The weird thing is, it felt like my body was expanding, adapting, growing to contain the amount of energy growing within me.
"Yes! The liquid Tesseract is binding with the Aether! If my calculations are correct then the energy of the Tesseract should stabilize the Aether's energy craving and balance each other out. If given enough energy from the start then the Aether will focus on the electricity instead of the Tesseract. By doing so, it allows for the both of them to connect and merge! Space, Time and Reality will become one! Her healing factor and the metals within her will adapt and integrate the energies into her so that she becomes the energies and they become her! HAHAHAHA!" I could here Ingrid rant and mutter all the science and mathematics he has. The loud insane laughter just confirms my suspicions of him losing his sanity.
Then it struck me. Space, Time and Reality? If that's what's being pumped into me then would it possible to use such powers? My brain works over time formulating hundreds of plans each second when it struck me again. The feathers! If I could somehow connect to one of my feathers, I could travel across space, reality and time to one of them. It then occurred to me that I would need as much energy as I could get. So, focusing on the Aether within my body, I forced it to seek more and more energy. Bolts of electricity began to come from the walls and floor of the room as well as from the device above me.
"What? What is happening?! The Aether is sucking energy from the entire facility!" Ingrid shouts in panic. The lights go out as the emergency red lights and alarm goes off. "This is impossible! My calculations were spot on!" He howls is fury before running to the emergency escape route with the rest of the scientists.
I focus on gathering more and more energy. Soon enough my body out grew the table and my weight flattened it like a can of soup. More energy I urged. I could feel how the Aether focus on more then just electricity for energy, it sucked the heat and water from the very air, It pulled chemicals from the labs, sucked in the very atoms around me, light and sound were sucked in as well. Soon enough my chains burst into shards and my body now out grew the entire floor space and I had to sit up. Finally, I felt as if I had enough energy to travel. I focused on my feathers, there! It's been a long time since I've seen him but I'm sure he'll help and if not well... I focus on appearing before him. Somehow, I get a sense that he's on a ship... in the air?! Technology definitely changed since I was there. The Aether and Tesseract had mixed so much in my body that the energy is now a light purple. I focus as much as I could.
"You. You did this!" I'm startled when I find Ingrid in the door way holding a machine gun. His face torn by his scowl and his eyes lit with hatred. "I'm going to kill you!" He roars and began to fill my body with holes.
Knowing I didn't have much time left, I rushed my plan. The bullets felt like millions of bee stings but I ignored that for now. Finally, I managed to gather the necessary energy and a location. I could feel the power within begin to cycle as my vision went white. My eyes shone bright white beams of energy and when I opened my mouth to scream, a beam of energy escaped it, too. The beams formed a sphere of energy around my body and with a flash I was gone. It felt like I was falling yet flying at the same time. I kept my focus on my destination, afraid that if I slip even once, I could miss my mark entirely. When I felt my feet touch a metal floor I opened my eyes to see glass windows, big computers and about 30 agents holding my at gun point. I notice I'm standing on a platform and turn around to see the one I was looking for. Taking a wobbly step forward, my wings react on their own again. The agents fire at me but my wings slide out within a second and shield me from the bullets.
His eyes widen and he shouts, "Hold your fire!" and the rain of bullets stop. Cautious footsteps approach me and I look into his eyes, "Is it really you?"
My eyes slide down to his feather, invisible to all but me and him. I reach out and touch it. Purple energy encases the necklace and when it disappears, the agents around the room gasp. I look into his eyes, "It has been a long time, Nick Fury." I collapse and he catches me half way down. Just as I lose consciousness, I hear him call for a medic.
After that, I woke in this barren white room and have seen no one since. There are no windows and the door is locked from the outside. This journal, the pen and the bed are the only things in this room. I have noticed that my wounds have healed without any scars and that my veins are no longer glowing. Oh, and my body seems to be permanently set at 7' 2", I guess that's what happens when your body becomes a giant filled with unknown energy. Speaking of that energy, I can still feel it flowing through me but at manageable levels now. It seems as though the Tesseract part of it continuously makes energy that the Aether can feed off of and that prevents the Aether from draining me of energy. So long as my heart pumps, they are in a continuous harmonious loop. Because of the Tesseract producing so much energy as it moves, the serum in my body that requires blood is now being sustained, just barely, by the energy of the Tesseract. I'll live but if I don't have some kind of blood within a month, my body will become weak and malnourished. Perhaps I should see if I can use these energies in small safe amounts to escape this room. Hm, I'll do that now. Until the next entry.
