The Adapting Hero of Doom Chapter 1, a DC Superheroes + Marvel Crossover fanfic

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Well here is yet another story, this one is similar to my story "The Amalgamation, Composite Hero", the first chapter is practically the same. I edited it a bit to fit this story's idea.

I wanted to do a "Doomsday" Self-Insert type of story. So this is that idea.

(Third Person Point of View)

John Smith found himself floating in a void, no light, no sound, and no body. This was not what he was expecting. He thought he would either go to Heaven or Hell. But floating in a Black Empty Void was not one of them, all alone.

Not for the first time, John Smith thought to himself, 'What did I do in my life to deserve this?'

John sighed and spoke out loud for the first time and said, "What is going on here? Why am I here? What did I do?"

A voice answered him, and it sounded like James Earl Jones, "About damn time you spoke out loud."

If John had a body, he would have jumped as high as he could out of shock and surprise.

All of a sudden, he was in an office building, in a business room.

His head was reeling, and his mind was spinning from what was happening. John groaned and almost threw up from his dizziness.

The Voice said, "No, no, no. No throwing up here."

John groaned as he looked up to see an Angel in a White Business Suit. John asked, "What am I doing here?"

The Angel smiled and said, "You were not supposed to die from the terminal Cancer. There was a mistake."

John asked, "Why didn't a miracle happen?"

The Angel shrugged and said simply, "Things do not always happen the way that they should."

John's eyes narrowed slightly, but he kept his temper in control. At least for now. He asked the Angel, "Why am I here? Why am I not in Heaven or Hell?"

The Angel said with a slight smirk, " I figured that you would ask that…"

John Smith asked dryly, "Let me guess you were bored."

The Angel shook its head before saying, "No. No, not this time. The last time I did that, I was sentenced to book duty for a thousand years. I learned my lesson."

John frowned and asked, "So what is the deal then?"

The Angel said, "Well, you see, the Big Guy wanted to give you a second chance."

John Smith rolled his eyes and asked, "What is the catch?"

"There is none." The Angel said calmly.

John froze upon hearing that. He shook his head and said, "You lie."

The Angel said dryly, "I can't lie. I am not the Devil nor one of his Minions."

John took a deep breath in and slowly let it out as he asked, "Say I believe you… what is in it for me?"

The Angel smirked and said, "The Big Guy said, and I am quoting him, 'Give him One Hero, One Villian, and Two Anti-Heroes'."

John Smith asked excitedly, "Really? So I get four people's powers?"

The Angel chuckled softly and then said to him, while shaking his head, "Yes, you get the total of Four People's Power. One Heroe, Two Anti-Heroes, and One Villian."

John asked, "Can I pick: Thor, Superman, Death Stroke-"

The Angel cut him off and said, "Yes, you can, but choose wisely…."

John Smith nodded his head and said, "Okay… hmm." He thought about it for several long minutes before saying, "I want to the skills, the memories, and the powers of Darwin from the X-Men Comics, the guy that can evolve and adapt to anything."

The Angel arched an eyebrow and asked John, "Darwin, eh? Well, at least that is pretty orginal."

John Smith smiled and said, "Yes."

"Go on. You have three more to pick." The Angel said calmly.

John Smith paused and then said, "I want Doomsday from the Comics, the one that can heal and adapt as he fights and can come back from the dead."

The Angel nodded his head and said, "Okay, so you want to be an adapting person? I like the idea."

John asked, "Can I modify it a little more?''

The Angel sighed and said, "Depends… what did you have in mind?"

John smiled and said, "I want Doomsday to be a Transformation. I want to turn into that form as I want to. But, I also want him to have Black Skin and Green Eyes.

The Angel smirked and said to him, "He paused and then said, "Okay, two Anti-Heroes left to pick."

Mr. John Smith frowned and thought about it for several long moments before saying, "I want Wolverine with his Adamantium Skeleton and claws, the whole thing, once again from the comics." He paused and then said, "And for my last Anti-Hero, I want Venom, from the comics."

The Angel nodded his head and said, "Very well… now what world to send you."

John Smith smirked and said, "Surprise me."

The Angel chuckled and said, "Where should we place you?"

John said, "New York City, New York."

The Angel nodded his head and asked, "Would you like to change your name?"

John Smith thought about it before saying, "Yeah. Yes, I do. Can you change it to Jack Reyes?"

The Angel snapped his fingers and said, "Very well, it is finished."

Right after that John Smith's, I mean Jack Reyes's, the world grew dark.

I once again own nothing, all of the rights belong to their respective owners.

Well, I am uncertain of when I will update this story, but I had this idea in my head for a while.

Death Fury signing off for now.