"So the chosen hero method? We find a hero, bestow them with this...suit...or however you plan to sell it the idea to them, to champion the multiverse?"

"Not exactly, while yes the chosen hero method is a tried and effective method, usually through proxies in different realities and done by many organizations...we were thinking more...soldier, also it is a bit different than the usual ones."

"Its alive and intelligent isn't it?"

"Yes,"

"That unusual, but not completely uncommon in the multiverse. Just not usually done with this method in mind..."

In the empty observation room stands a figure a lithe female figure that looks to be made of blue smooth material, has these long blue and black tendrils for hair, has brace like armor pieces around the shins and forearms, clawed hands, smooth almost insect like black eyes, and a mouth guard.

"So...whose in the suit now?"

"No one."

"Then how are you planning to run this demonstration?"

"It can operate without a pilot."

"Then...its an android?"

"No...while it is partially techno-organic, we designed it with a pilot in mind. The pilot..."

"Host,"

"Excuse me?"

"I can guess what where this is going, it forms a symbiotic relationship with a host, they guide it, it learns from them, they have access to its powers. Correct?"

"Mostly, yes. What it gains from them is also a bit complicated, psychological things...it will need to learn...but for now we are focusing on increasing its strength. It is an adaptive entity, it can scan, see weak points, and adapt to them."

"Then just throw it in front of the strongest beings you can and let it scan them."

"If only it were that easy...it needs time, exposure, combat experience with them. It has to first survive what they throw at it. If its not adapted enough at that point, it can be overwhelmed."

"Got it, so...what are its weaknesses then..."

"Aggression,...it will fight until it kills or is killed. Lust, greed...its...hard to make a weapon with a good moral compass. Hence what it will gain from a host...I mean...pilot."

"Host...not the first like that. Pretty common for living battle suits...personality wise. But you know we don't really need something like this? Our forces are comprised of heroes and champions from across the multiverse. Many already have insane levels of power."

"Yes...but they can't take anything thrown at them...and many are mortal. Our immortal forces...or rather those that don't die just from time passing are few and far between, and making someone immortal is risky...but this...learns from their combat experience, their moral lessons. We do in fact intend for this to be adaptable for use as a suit or a solo unit if it works out. Learning from its hosts to carry on with their combined knowledge and skills, and adapted to what they had to face across the various hosts."

"A legacy concept, interesting. Wander how it will feel about that after it...learns as you say. So how much has it adapted so far?"

"Well...that's the thing. This isn't a demonstration so much as a field test, seems the authorization protocol on a living, potentially sentient and sapient weapon called for a chief to be present for the first field test."

"Okay, so then what is the test?"

"We need to start off with something simple, a base line. Possibly a human threat if not lower. But doing some good. With your authorization we can begin the scan for a good test world."

"Alright, make it an un-natural creature scan, and isolated location, lowest level."

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*Test Run:
Mission: Seek and Destroy.
Location: Earth-JP003
Island-Isla Nubar
Environment: Tropic, Jungle, Zoological Attraction ruins, some open spaces and steep mountains.
Targets: Genetic Hybrid Velociraptor (3), Genetic Hybrid Dilophosaurus (1),
-Mission Notes: Variant timeline in which no humans escaped the disaster in which the "attractions" broke free. Avoid confrontation with large organisms beyond the targets.

******

The island is covered in jungle and filled with strange sounds, not the sounds one should expect to hear from the prehistoric beasts, but rather the bastardization of amalgamations of temporally mundane creatures from this world. These are not ancient beasts returned to life but a trick, combinations of modern beasts in such a way as to resemble the popular conception of how the once great creatures appeared. Thankfully the visual and auditory targeting system is from these and is enough to counter the DNA scan of a velociraptor which the smooth blue feminine being is using to locate her prey. She was quick to dash away from the bright light atop the overgrowth taken visitors center and switch into optical camouflage. She has no scent to track as no particles come off her body, no breath, and even the chemical reactions with particles in the air would be so unfamiliar that no beast here could regard them as the smell of prey.

With her advanced range of choices in the visual spectrum, focusing in on sounds matching her auditory file, it isn't long before she encounters a lone Raptor. She watches it from the tree tops. The raptor is clearly a scout scent from the pack, it seems uneasy, no doubt the sounds of her swaying hair tentacles, the sound of something moving through the trees it can't see or smell has put the animal on alert. It doesn't matter, she morphs her forearm and hand into a jagged blade and kicking off from the tree limb with such force as to break it jets to the ground, slicing off the Raptor's head in the process. In almost the same movement she has kicked off the ground and clung to another tree like some diabolic squirrel.

She watches as a group of seven more Raptors come out of the brush not long after, examining the sight of their fallen pack member. Some make a distress call sound and sniff around, spreading out to the tree she was at. The faint scent may not be something they are familiar with, but they are clearly smart enough to examine it. They spread out, some going the way she came. Two the way she is now. As they circle about the tree looking around confused. She intentionally *rustles* her hair tendrils to get one to look up. She turns visible. As it starts its distress call she leaps from the tree and slices its head in half through its mouth. The nearest Raptor leaps to attack her. She jumps under it's attack, grabs its ankles, leaping into the air with a twist to cross its ankles and confuse it before slamming it face down into a large rock, cracking its skull and breakings its neck. She is quick to return to her optical camouflaged state and leap into the trees, moving quickly from the area; her target was three of these animals, and her program calls for "minimal collateral damage".

******

It would be easy to see why this place was going to be a tourist attraction with its environment and fantastic creatures, majestic giants and frightful beasts. However this one doesn't care, other than avoiding contact with these things; nothing is aware of her presence beyond a brief sound through the trees, a sniff, and then moving on their way as nothing of interest is to be found. She is careful as she stalks her next target, watching the small creature scurrying about by a river, her eyes flash in a scan. Her approach is quick, two blade tendrils from either side of her wrist stab through its heart upon sneaking up behind it. There is a flash of light and she is back in the room where she started.

******

"Huh," says the chief.

"Something the matter?" asks the head technician

"Seemed a bit stronger," says the chief indicating the stealth probe footage, "than these specs you gave me...alot faster too."

"True," says the head technician, "that test...should have been harder...one moment."

He taps on some buttons bringing up the scan data the unit is relaying as a mission brief, "seems upon scanning the environment it took into account distance, the environmental hazards, and even the creatures to avoid as factors along with the target. Upon seeing them it was able to adjust its strength...which we programmed as a match...and it decided to go for...overwhelm...as it was within its current physical capabilities to do so."

"It...decided," says the chief who glares down at the unit, "well...it is meant to be an officer in its own right I suppose. But given this increments criteria, I'd say you gave it an easy...demonstration...if it was already able to overwhelm those predators. All right...but...I am going to stick you with a daily mission limitation; much like our other adaptive officers. Five targets per day...no carry over, no excuses beyond (needed to escape and direct physical interference with its mission, and that starts today."

The chief leaves the room.

"Weird," says the head technician, "I think someone leaked the development to her. No problem..."

He looks back at the unit standing by the mission report computer, "But guess this means, one more target. Let's test you out against a real target and not just culling some beasts."

******

*Test Run part 2:
Mission: Seek and Destroy.
Location: Earth-SCM004

Environment: Suburban, Temperate Zone, Summer

Targets: "Ghost Face (2)", Humans, Serial Killers,
-ID: Billy Loomis (DNA tracking scan set)
-ID: Stu Macher (DNA tracking scan set)

-Mission Notes: Avoid being sighted by large groups of humans, reduce casualties of civilians as much as possible. Main events timeline placed in memory.

******

In the night two men dressed in black ghost costumes with elongated white faces; which at the time were cheap easy to find masks and robe costumes that could be found at any retail chain and cheaply. They have jumped some jock outside his girlfriend's house, one one one they likely couldn't have beaten him; but together, along they have beaten him down and are tying him up with some thick rope they brought. The two boys are laughing as they stand over and kick the now helpless teenager, that is until SHE appears before them, there isn't a moment before her hair tentacles impale the two boys through their heads, chests, throats, and abdomens, with some wrapped around parts of their arms and throats, then in single swift motion the tentacles pull apart the boys in what would appear to be a bloody explosion in all directions. She pauses a moment looking down at the tied up boy, cocking her head, and ultimately deciding to turn and walk away, vanish in a sudden flash of light.