Chapter 7
HOLA! To all you Reviewers, thanks!
To Guest whom I shall name Larry: Yes I could change the armor a bit and make it look different and use it as a security force. Now stop spoiling shit for everyone else! Its rude! XD
To Guest whom I shall name Bob: The Sentry Serum is powerful and would make my SI the most BAMF character in the MCU, however that is 1. too OP. And 2. the Sentry has yet to be introduced into the MCU or other Marvel franchises. Due to this, my SI wouldn't know how to make it or where to get his hands on it.
To Guest whom I shall name Susan: Nope, he'll still be green when he hulks out, but it will be far more controlled than any version of the Hulk we've seen yet.
"You told me that you'd send a team to take care of the rest of the drones." I hear from behind me as I study the Arc Reactor in front of me. "Not that you'd take Hammer's tech for Oscorp."
"By the time I had a team ready, Stark had already taken care of it." I reply as I turn around. Peter was looking at me with a frustrated scowl. His fists were clenched by his sides and I could tell that he had just been yelling at someone. "As for stealing Hammer Tech for Oscorp, I'm trying to go back through their databanks to determine how they were remotely controlled. If I can do that then I can hopefully create a program that can cut them from the network far faster than what you did in case something like this happens again."
"And it sure doesn't hurt that they were powered by Arc Reactors, does it?" he asks me sarcastically as he starts pacing. "You had me commit a corporate crime, Alex. I helped you steal tech from another company."
"Vigilantism is a crime." I reply. "But even if that weren't the case, Vanko was able to take remote control of a small army of drones just to take out Tony Stark. If something similar were to happen again, we need a way to prevent it. Your work allows that to be possible."
Reclining in my chair, I hold the Arc Reactor in my hand studying how it was made.
"Stark built this thing in a cave with cannibalized parts. I've studied the energy output on this, it could power a suburban home for over a decade without needing to be replaced. He's holding it for himself. I want to market it. Will it make me richer than my wildest dreams? Yes it will. Will it help humanity as a whole? Of course." I say to the teen. Tossing the Arc Reactor between my hands, I finally set it back down before continuing. "You have every right to be mad at me, but I'm doing this for the best of intentions. If you want out, feel free. I'll set up a fund for your Aunt and we can go our separate ways, but I will say this, Peter. You are one of the smartest and kindest and morally guided person I know. We need you here."
Looking at me for a moment, he sighs.
"Fine, fine. But from now on, I'm not doing missions unless absolutely necessary. You hired me as a scientist. Nothing more, nothing less."
"If that's the case, then I need you to start working on figuring out how your DNA was changed by that Spider-Bite. If we could replicate it somehow and give soldiers a danger sense or better reflexes, there will be a lot of lives saved."
Nodding his head, scowl still in place but less intense, Peter turned and left, leaving me to my own devices.
I didn't like lying to the kid, I really didn't. Spider-Man has always been one of my heroes, but in this world, in my plan, certain truths had to be hidden. If I told him that there was an alien invasion force on its way to earth? He's laugh at me or think I was crazy.
Until it happened, nobody could really know. Not unless they are aware of what to come or have some sort of future knowledge.
Not even Liv knows. She knows some of my plans, sure, but she thinks its all because of my small army of spy bots in my employ. Not that she really cares. She was never the most moral of individuals even before her arms…
This was a mess… But it's my life, and I've made it this far. I can deal with a few less than truthful conversations on my conscience.
And those Extremis Enhanced soldiers I killed…
Standing from my musings, I clean up my workspace and lock up the Arc Reactors. The Drone itself could stay out, without the power source, it was nothing more than a hunk of metal.
This is the life I chose, no use complaining about it now.
It took about a week for Peter to not only determine how the Spider-Bite affected him, but also for him to create a serum that would grant those powers to other people. He was still working on adjusting it so that it would just give people Spider-Sense and enhanced reflexes, but for now, it gave the user the whole deal.
Which was fine by me.
The difference between this serum and the Oz formula were both complex and simple at the same time. On one hand, they both granted superpowers. On the other hand, one needed to be inhaled and the other could simply be injected into the blood stream.
"That was… Anti-Climatic..." I say with a raised eyebrow at Peter.
"Trust me, it works." He replies with a smirk. "Not all super serums need flashy lights or a special pod to work."
"That is true."
"Now, you may feel some discomfort." He starts as he begins listing possible side effects. "You may start sweating profusely and you may feel some extreme exhaustion the next few days. That said, it's also entirely possible that the Oz Formula in your body may counteract those issues. We'll have to wait and see."
"Gotcha." I say as I stand up and start putting my shirt back on. Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through my stomach, bringing me to my knees. "Ugghh..."
"Careful there." Peter says as he grabs me by the arm. "The Side Effects seem to be enhanced by the Oz formula… This is going to be a very uncomfortable twenty four hours."
Helping me to my feet and getting me to where I was laying down on the table again, I resist the urge to curl into a ball. It felt like I was going to hurl at any moment. Like the worst case of sea sickness you could imagine and then multiply that by ten. It was horrible.
Finally falling to the urge of curling into a little ball, I could barely register a blanket get put over me before I succumbed to darkness.
"Ugghh..." I groan as I lay on the metal table and stare at the ceiling. Why did power ups feel like shit? Weren't they supposed to make you feel super powerful?
Rolling to the side, I get myself into a sitting position before standing. I start to walk away when I feel a tug at my palm. Looking back, my hand was stuck to the table.
This is going to be an interesting week I think.
"So just to be clear, you want me to throw racquetballs at you… and I won't get in trouble?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
Me and Peter were currently standing in a private racquetball court about to test my new Spider-Powers. Him with the balls, and me in the middle of the court.
The test was pretty simple, Peter would throw the balls at random points in the room, me included, and try to hit me. Three hits and I'm out. If I can get to a point where I can successfully avoid or even catch the balls, then I will repeat the process blindfolded.
Pretty simple I think, but I will admit having a buzzi- MOVE.
Ducking out of the way just enough to avoid a racquetball from beaning me in the forehead, I glance at Peter to see a big grin on his face.
This is going to hurt.
Listening to the buzzing in my skull, I was eventually able to see a pattern, If it buzzed a certain way, then I knew that the threat was in a certain direction instead of an all encompassing order to move. If it buzzed another way, it somewhat told me the severity of the danger and in which order I should avoid them.
It was absolutely amazing.
On the first twenty balls, I was trying to not let instincts take over, something easier said than done as in doing so, I ended up getting hit because It took longer for me to react. The next twenty or so I was able to focus on how I wanted to avoid the balls and was able to avoid about half of them.
It took me three hours of non stop jumping, flipping, and other interesting acrobatics that would put a circus performer to shame to finally get to a point where I could successfully avoid a majority of the balls, and shockingly enough? I felt like I could keep going. To quote Captain America himself, I could do this all day.
So we did.
With Maya almost finished with the perfected Extremis and Olivia starting to work on the Hammer Drones, Peter and I kept testing the limit of my new Spider-Sense. It was at the four hour mark when I put on the blindfold and the fifth hour when I was able to dodge every ball thrown, blindfolded or no.
Another interesting thing about Spider-Powers was the ability to stick to walls. Standing on the ceiling was fucking weird.
Basically the way it seems to work is electrostatic energy that allows me to climb and stick to basically any surface as long as what I'm wearing isn't too thick. If I wore spandex gloves, I could climb a wall. If I was wearing wool mittens? No way.
It was also surprisingly easy to space out and start walking up walls… considering everything is my floor now, I really should have expected it.
So right now, I've got Spider-Powers and the Oz Formula in my system. Hulk had recently been spotted in Rio and Maya was almost finished with the Extremis… Everything was going as planned. I just hope that it stays that way.
Turns out that two hulking rage monsters breaking Harlem was one hell of a distraction.
Using a headset and specialized gloves, I was remotely controlling the Marine bot through the hallway leading to Sterns lab. Opening the door, I could see Stern's laying on the ground, gamma irradiated blood dripping into a cut on his forehead.
"Dr. Stern's. Nice to finally meet you." I say through the speakers on the Drone as I help him to his feet. "Here's the deal, You know more about Gamma Radiation and Banner's Blood than anyone else. I want that power. I want you to perfect the process and continue your work, but there will be people coming pretty soon that will want to stop you. So your options are work for me or get sent to prison. Your choice."
Raising his face to look at me, he nods his head(A move that reminds me of a bobble head) and stands up.
"I-I'll work with you." he says as he rubs his head for a moment.
"Good." I reply before tossing him a duffle bag. "Get the essentials. Blood, basic equipment, etcetera. We can replace the big stuff later."
Watching him get started, I watch the perspective of a seperate drone, this one a small camera drone that's keeping an eye on the hallway for me. I didn't need SHIELD or Hydra screwing this up.
"We've got company, Doctor." I say as I see a familiar redhead enter the hallway.
"I'm hurrying!" He shouts back as he runs around, his over sized cranium causing him to almost lose his balance from time to time, shoving blood packs and certain tools into the bag.
Stepping into the hallway with the Marine Drone, I carefully aim the arms at the approaching agent. I was grateful that I had the thought to repaint the drone and alter the design so its unrecognizable from Hammer's. Otherwise this may bring some unwanted attention to me at a later date.
"Ms. Rushman." I say, using the name she gave Stark. "Or do you prefer Romanoff? I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave. This doesn't concern you."
"Considering the man behind that door created a monster, I'm afraid it does concern me." She replies as she gets into a fighting stance.
Getting into a fighting stance of my own, I point one of my arms at her and start firing. A missile hits the floor in front of her, causing her to lose her balance before I shot again at the ceiling, forcing it to collapse on her.
I may be using an advanced military drone, but she was the Black Widow.
"That should buy us a few seconds." I mutter as I rush back into Stern's Lab. Picking up the scientist bridal style, I make sure he has a good grip on the bag before activating my thrusters and launch myself through the hole that Blonski left in the wall.
"Come on Doc… let's get out of here."
And with that, I fly away to an abandoned werehouse where he is to meet with Olivia and then taken to Oscorps labs.
As I fly away from the building, I can see a flash of red hair from the hole that was left behind. That was too close...
"You want me to enhance you with the serum in Blonski's blood and Banner's blood?" Sterns asks me once we had sat down in my office and had a little talk about why I rescued him. "You do realize that the mixture made him an abomination, now you want to add those to whatever's in your body already?! Are you insane?"
"Not in the strictest sense of the word, no." I reply with a small smile. "And yes, I understand the potential side effects, which is why I'm giving you some help. I don't want to touch the stuff before I am certain I won't loose my mind. The physical aspect, while not exactly something I really want, is something I can deal with."
"And who is this help?" He asks me with a raised eyebrow. The effect he was giving off made it seem like his forehead was doing the wave.
"Dr. Maya Hansen." I answer. "The Hulk is powerful, but Blonski was even more so once he was given Banner's blood. I want that power, and I want it soon. I want you to perfect the process with Hansen as soon as possible. Once that's complete, you are free to work on your cures for genetic diseases, but first and foremost, I want the Hulk's power for myself."
Looking at me as if I were an interesting puzzle, he simply shrugged.
"Very well, I'll start working on it once I meet Hansen. I've heard of her through reputation alone, but I assumed she had been picked up by some think tank. AIM, I believe."
"Let's just say, AIM is no longer in business and Dr. Hansen needed someone to fund her research."
Looking at me with a 'Do you think I'm stupid?' look, he merely sighed before standing and dusting himself off.
"While I am grateful you rescued me from the clutches of SHIELD and others, I have to wonder what the purpose was. Yes, I am aware of your power fetish, but what is the endgame? You know something, something big, and I will find out…"
Having said his piece, he heads towards the labs and leaves me in silence.
"That went better than I expected." I mutter before standing from my seat and following the Gamma enhanced scientist.
ANOTHER CHAPTER! Alex has Spider-Powers on top of the Oz Formula and we've got Sterns in our Think Tank!
I'm trying to stay in character as much as possible with certain characters. I.E. Sterns being an arrogant prick once his IQ was Hulked out and Olivia being friendly but willing to get her hands dirty.
Anyway, Next Chapter: Hulking Out and Firing Up! Next Step, Vibranium, or more specifically, Wakanda's understanding of the miracle metal.
Thank's for reading!
The Nameless Scribe