I have no idea what New York is like, I just imagine it to be like, super busy always. New Yorkians don't be mad with me-!
Taking a sip from a can of cold coke, I sighed as I walked through the packed town of New York, one thing I did not like about this place was how busy it was, there were people everywhere!
Every second of the day, and night even, it seemed like people walked the streets, I mean yeah, famous city, but do these people even sleep?
With the city always so busy, it meant that my workload was more than 100 Times harder than if i were to be hero-ing in somewhere like...uh, Glasgow or something.
It also meant that kids were having a hard time here, and I noticed one such kid out of the corner of my eye, sitting against a wall with his hands on his head.
New York didn't care about it's people, I don't mean it to hate on the people here, but most would simply walk past a crying child, all they'd care about is a dead body.
But me? I have a Legacy to uphold, and it means saving everyone, even if I have to be your Friendly Neighbourhood Alien Hero.
"Yo kid, you alright?"
I asked sincerely as I crouched down to smile at him, my hands dangling infront of my legs. I knew how to handle kids.
...Not that way-!As he put his gaze into mine, I tilted my head as I swear I saw his eyes glow, or were they always glowing?, before he looked confused, and then...fearful?
He tried to take a step back, but with his back to the wall he couldn't do anything, so I put my hands in the air and backed off myself.
"Wooh, sorry, didn't mean to scare ya', just saw you looking overwhelmed, I know right? New York is always like this, it's scary isn't it?"
I said, keeping my smile up, which was easy since I actually really did love this place, even with its loudness, I didn't mind, not at all.
The loud nature has actually grown on me, I was used to quiet, but I adapted quickly, and the voices of everyone now seemed to fill me with a sort of heroism, the fact that there was so many people meant that I wanted to save them from ever being quieted.
Of course, it wasn't the same rural place I used to live in, but of course it wasn't, every city's different, and New York...is like a bunch of cities in one. It's massive.
But enough about me, I looked at the kid, waiting for an answer, and he gave me one.
In the form of teary eyes, and a smile so wide and genuine that I could see his teeth, I tilted my head, what-
"I-i can't...I can't hear you!"
He said in a way that made him sound super happy, I pouted at that, putting my hand through my hair.
"Do you want me to speak up? I wouldn't be happy not being able to hear me- i mean you, haha."
I joked, and he laughed, but he looked at me again, his smile wide again, and his tears not stopping anytime soon.
"I can't...hear you..."
I frowned, wondering what he meant, obviously he could hear me, he laughed at my joke, hopefully, I mean, I hope he wasn't laughing at me. That's very rude and hurtful.
"What do you-?"
"Your thoughts...I can't hear them!"
A telepath?! My eyes widened, now I sort of understood this kids pain, being a Telepath is New York? Those are Three words that should never be in the same sentence.
And now I knew my mind, or atleast, my thoughts were being protected, by Primus maybe?
Anyways, this is good, I wouldn't like for people being able to hear what I think, especially a kid if you get me–
Anyways, I patted the kids head, and showed him my Omnitrix arm with pride. Grinning foxily.
"Let's just say I'm like you."
I got up and left, not without slipping a bit of money into the kids pocket, I didn't know if he was homeless or not, but I wanted to be nice.
As I left the kid, I reflected upon what he said to me, and what I said to him, and...
"God, am I even a Mutant? I mean, I've got the Omnitrix, but isn't it just...Super Technology?"
I asked myself, and it was an important thought, could Cerebro track me down? What class of Mutant am I considered? Am I Omega Level? Or...maybe even Beyond Omega?
Running a hand through my hair, I began to look through my phone, there was a bunch of pictures of me as Aliens, doing poses and the like which brought a smile onto my face.
Then I went onto Google, and typed in 'Thor', there were a few pages about Norse Mythology, but the rest was dominated by our favourite Asgardian, Thor Odinson...MCU style.
Unfortunately, nothing about his location, which was a huge shame, I wouldn't mind becoming a God, I thought with a laugh.
Arriving infront of the Hotel I've been staying at for now, the Levin Nap'inn, a funny name, and it looks like they tried to rhyme a bit too hard, but it's a good place.
It wasn't any 5-Star Hotel with a swimming pool and sauna, but it definitely had 5-Star Beds, and what more can a man ask for?
Walking in, I went to pay for another week, they didn't accept a full month of pay for a room so I had to do it weekly, which can get tedious but I get it.
I saw the same woman I always did at the 'till', is that what it's called? What, it's not a shop, what am I on about.
She has long black hair, pulled back into a straight ponytail, with the sides of her head shaved which she strangely managed to pull off surprisingly.
With bored dark brown eyes and pale skin, she definitely looked way too good to be working as a receptionist at a Hotel not many people visited. No offence to Levin Nap'inn, haha...
I walked up to her as she had a hand on her cheek, with her eyelids drooping, heh, this'll be fun.
Sneaking behind the counter, I held back a snicker before I flicked her behind the ear, shouting;
"Wake up!"
She might as well have been a cat with how high she jumped, I laughed out loud as I pointed at her, now wide awake as she glared at me.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up Jason, I guess I'll just have to increase the prices here."
With my eyes wide, I put my hands up in faux-surrender as I got on my knees, begging her with the most sarcastic voice I could put on.
"Oh no, please oh all-mighty Karin Levin, anything but the prices, anything but!"
This was basically my only friend in this world, Karin Levin, and yes, I know that her name is the same as Kevin, Kevin 11's, but this isn't her, she doesn't have powers.
And neither does her father, who is named Devin, they can't absorb matter, energy or DNA, they aren't Osmosians...or mutants.
Even if they were, I'd probably still be friends with Karin, even if I at first was weary of her, she's super fun to hang out with.
Yeah we met because I basically live here, and we always have to talk, infact, I remember her slipping her number into a receipt of mine.
She...might be interested in me, and honestly I don't know if I'm ready for a relationship, yet.
I'm a hero! And a hero...he doesn't- he can't have relationships, it's...sometimes I might not have time for her, I'll have to choose between her and a life and I don't know if I can-
"Har har, man Jay, you're looking super tired today, is your job really that bad?"
She asked, rubbing underneath my eye, I moved away with a bashful smile, rubbing the back of my head.
"Yeah no, my job isn't that bad, I love it really! It's just...really physical."
I said, looking down to the side, and moving to the other side of the counter, where Karin rested her face on her hands, with a grin on her face.
"Oh yeah? I didn't know you could dance."
Raising a brow, I looked at her with confusion with my eyes as I thought about what she said, I'm not a dancer, why would she think that?
I definitely don't have the figure for it either, if anything why doesn't she think I'm a bodybuilder or-
Oh.
"It's getting late, see ya tomorrow!"
I shouted in a hurry, placing down the cash and running upstairs, that girl has such a dirty mind, it kinda reminds me of myself before- before...
Stopping, I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath, stop thinking about it Jason, the more I think about it, the more I think about Ale-
"Fuck...I'm going to sleep in, I'm just thinking this because I'm tired, okay?"
I rationalised to myself, chucking my phone on the bedside table and jumping onto the comfy mattress, my clothes dematerialising, save for my boxers.
Now, as I stood infront of a door, in some casual wear, I couldn't help but feel nervous, and feel...small, this was either going to go well, or go very, very wrong, and fuck up the future of this world forever.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, and looked down at the Alien Force styled Omnitrix on my arm, it brought me comfort, and I covered it with my hand for a second.
"Alright Jay, let's do this..."
I whispered to myself, and raised my fist, ready to knock on the door-
"Hello Tennyson, that is what you go by now, right?"
The doors opened before I could knock, and infront of me was a rather beautiful looking bald woman, shorter than me by quite a bit, but I nonetheless felt fear and shock creep into my bones.
Her brow was raised, a smirk graced her lips, and she tilted her head.
How-
"How do I know?"
Gulping, I took a step back, sweat forming on my brow as I instinctively raised a hand to the Omnitrix, said watch morphing naturally into the gauntlet that I was accustomed to.
Narrowing my eyes, I said with only a slight bit of hesitance, and a large amount of respect. I smirked wobbly.
"Ancient One...if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to scare me off."
Back with another chapter, and here we introduce Fem!Kevin 11, Karin Levin! Yes, she is a mutant, but she hasn't told Jay yet, Mutants are discriminated against after all! Also, Ancient One! This was bound to happen, though it may not have if I hadn't remembered her...haha.Anyway, with the introduction of Karin, a love interest of Jay, I have the very important question every author must ask...QotD; SHOULD THE MC HAVE A HAREM?IF SO, HOW BIG OR HOW SMALL? AND WHO.