A Gamer's rise in Marvel

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Chapter 19 : Enter Whiplash

Warehouse, Hell's Kitchen

1 day later

"I have a bad feeling about this. The dangers involved are rather great. Are you sure it would work?" The wizard next to me asks. I simply gaze at the corpse lying on the table. Its been kept in excellent condition within my inventory so it didn't deteriorate. The main issue was fixing up the damage to the organs and skin, but that was eventually achieved. He's got a few extra scars, but nothing too noticeable.

"Eh, 50/50. Might work, might not. We wont know until we try" I tell Kaecillius while staring at dearest Asako.

'Are you sure about this? I'm not going through with it without your consent.' I question her through our bond

'I have faith in your skills master' She kindly nods.

I guess I cant mess this up then. I once again give the lifeless body of Anton Vanko a look over. He was useless to me as a meal for Devour and I cant really resurrect him without his soul.

Dearest Asako had brought up an idea for this conundrum and I can't say I quite approve. As she lost one of her personalities, the one who stayed behind to ignite the gas lines during the battle with Anastasia, She now has a "Free slot" so to say. And as she had been observing my earlier experiments with necromancy, she had an idea to fixing our Vanko Problem.

As we determined, a body retains its memories and Personality when resurrected, but eventually decays due to the lack of a soul. So, We are now trying just that but with the exception of putting Asako's Soul shard into the body first.

The obvious dangers are concerning whether or not Asako will remain in Control or if Vanko can somehow override her. If that happens, I'll cut my mana connection, vaporize Vanko and if necessary resummon Asako entirely...Shit I hope it doesn't come to that.

I once again look at Kaecillius:" Well, Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Lets do it!"

We first turn to Asako, who now reaches out with her hands and grasps Vanko's face. An Inky black substance begins leaking from her hands and soon begins moving onto the face. It enters through his eyes,nose, mouth and ears, eventually dispersing within. Asako nods to us to continue.

Kaecillius and myself now focus our Magic onto the body. With both of us now ready, we begin binding Asako's Soul shard within the body. It takes a few minutes for all the connections to form, but it seemingly works in the end. Looking over his stats, I see something which possibly confirms our successes

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Its definitely interesting to say the least. I give Kaecillius a thumbs up, notifying him that we will continue. We finally cast the Necromantic Resurrection and already notice some differences. Normally, the magic gives of a light green glow, Now its more akin to a fog, with a toxic green an black swirling from our fingertips. The magic flows into the body and enters its orifices as the souls shard did before.

Before long, the Heart monitor we had set up in advance begins peeping. The Magic eventually fades away, and the body begins regaining color. It doesn't take long before slight movements can be seen from the body as it begins to breathe. We prepare ourselves for a fight when he opens his eyes and quickly sits up before us. Kaecillius has prepared the magic lasso thingy, while I just pulled out my pistol and am now aiming it square at his face.

We wait like that for a few seconds before the silence is broken. Not by Vanko, but rather by Assassin.

"Master...I...I believe it worked."

I widen my eyes as I slowly lower my pistol. Kaecillius does the same and disperses the magic he had been preparing. Asako slowly begins moving her arms and flexing her muscles. Vanko's body mimics the action flawlessly.

A bit more hopeful at our success, I ask Asako:" And his memories? His skills and knowledge? Did you get it all?"

She now looks at me with both bodies(quite creepy actually) :" Yes Master. Its all been transferred successfully."

I smile at the information:" Very good. In that case wee will begin repairing and preparing the armor for the fig-"

"Before we do that." Asako interrupts me. I'm actually shocked by the action, but I do nod for her to continue.

She looks to the ground in contemplation before asking:" As you know Master, I come from a different time. A time with with different values and Morals, so I cant claim to be an expert on how it works in the modern world. That's why I want to ask you instead. Is Vanko's Revenge Justified?" She looks at me in contemplation.

I wasn't definitely not expecting that question. I pause for a bit while going over my knowledge, because I do want to give an honest answer. I'm not just going to say "he was the villain so he's evil".

I finally gathered all my thoughts and begin discussing the idea:" Well first lets look at the source of the grudge. Ivan's Father Anton and Howard Stark. If I recall correctly, Anton was a defecting scientist from the Soviet Union who worked with Howard Stark to invent the first Arc Reactor. Am I right so far?" I look towards Asako who simply nods.

I begin pacing as I recall some lines from the second Iron man. I soon continue:" Here is where the Problem comes in. Anton wanted to use the Arc Reactor to become rich and turn a Profit. Stark wanted it to "use it for the benefit of mankind ". When he found out of Anton's intentions, he had him deported back to the USSR. When he couldn't replicate the technology, he was sent to the gulags in Siberia. He later raised his son in impoverished conditions and Stark's scrubbed all evidence of Vanko's Involvement in the Project. That's all yes?" I ask Her once more.

"Correct Master. I am now curios if his Grudge against stark is righteous or not." She asks me.

I continue pacing as I give my answer:" Well I'm no high authority on the matter, but I will give my Opinion. Yes. He is justified in his hatred of Howard Stark.

Anton defected from the Soviet Union For a reason but his choice of Destination is also quite important. Most of Western Europe was also available but he went to America instead. Maybe because he heard of the American Dream where people can profit from their own genius instead of having it appropriated by the state. Where one can gain riches from ones own work.

And Howard Stark, of all People, denies him this. For "Wanting to make the world a better place" of all things! The blatant hypocrisy is outrageous! Howard Stark grew rich by selling weapons with no accountability or care for the lives he took. I don't condemn the act of making weapons, as I am guilty of that as well, but I don't pretend I'm making the world a better place. I'm selfish and I know it!

And to rub Salt into the wound, Howard uses his connections and deports him back to the Soviets. A defector is sent back to the nation he betrayed. Of course he would be imprisoned. Stark knew what he was doing by sending him back. He punished someone for wanting to do the same as him and ruined his life for it. It wasn't Justified or righteous, but petty and cruel. And in the end, he erased his actions from history and made himself out to be America's greatest treasure.

His hatred towards Howard Stark is justified, but towards tony it is not. One cant blame him for his fathers sins, but I understand Vanko as well. He just lost his father, who died in a dirty apartment when they could have been living like kings. He was grieving and is looking for someone to blame and the only one he can target is Tony and that is why he will do it. The Stark legacy goes untarnished and he wished to change that. His idea of publicly proving Stark's Fallacies is just the start of it." I finish my rant.

Asako looks at me in apprehension before giving a slight smile. I guess she also saw the injustice in it. Like I said, Tony isn't to blame, so we wont kill him, but that doesn't mean that we wont tear down Howard's Pedestal.

With our work finished, I open a portal to my lab in the AIM building and send Asako to her new workstation. The Whiplash armor is...considerably better than as it was in the movie. I guess me supplying Vanko helped with that. Its quite similar to the Mark 1 Armor Tony originally built in the cave. This one is a bit more more sleek and less like spare parts welded together.

It may just get the job done a bit to well to be honest...Well I was planning an appearance anyway, so I guess that's ok.

I move to a nearby computer and begin our final preparations. The Attack in Monaco will happen very similarly as it went in the movie, but I do plan on adding a few things. The Booking I just made for Moira Penning on behalf of the daily planet does just that. I've taken a liking to Coulson and wouldn't mind seeing him again.

As I look at the guest list of the ones attending the event in Monaco, I see one name that is of bigger importance...This may be a problem. I cant be in two places at once and I cant use Asako as she cant quite emulate my appearance that well when she Is preoccupied in a battle.

'That only leaves..' My lips curl upwards at the idea.

I tell Asako of my plan and create a Portal to the Queens.

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I step out before the entrance of an old warehouse district with The Mark of a black Dahlia painted on its walls. Its a large complex with many underground connections we had built in as well. I pull a key from my pocket and open one of the side doors.

Inside, I'm greeted my somber lighting, slight fog and soft music. Its also filled with a whole lot of Women in slutty outfits and lingerie. Some are dancing, getting high or having sex with clients.

Yes, these are the new Headquarters of the Black dahlias. The Dahlias were originally a group dedicated to protecting girls and prostitutes from gang violence and abusive pimps. It did not mean that they actually changed what they were doing, but they did make it a lot safer. The girls weren't forced into anything and were allowed to decide themselves if they wanted to sleep with a client.

With me being the pervert I am, I had no problem with it, but rather encouraged it actually. As expected, Wendy and Vanessa are in charge of it all and their OBE and REP stats allowed me to influence them quite a bit. I've also been funneling some money into the place myself with the cut I get from Kazan. We Agreed on 2 Percent for me, which is amazing as I don't contribute anything to the smuggling operation. I cant have more without someone like the kingpin noticing, but its not a problem if you consider how much I make with just 2%. Its about 200,000 a month actually. I haven't bothered laundering the money, so I keep it around for any illegal transactions and dealings.

But back to my upgrades. Other than a top notch security system, its got luxurious furniture, great food and is extremely hygienic. I insisted on the last point as a priority actually. We also have a great selection Of Alcohol for our guest to buy for inflated prices. In terms of drugs, only cannabis was allowed. I put a strict ban on any harder drugs and if anyone is caught bringing it here, they are severely punished. Clients are forced into an involuntary BDSM session while any girls revoke their right to choose clients for a week. It's rather harsh, but it did get the job done. And a few months in, we have the most fancy and renowned brothel in the New York underworld!

I'm quite proud to be honest.

Looking around, I'm happy to see that no one is minding the presence of a thirteen year old. This is due to some greater experimentation I've been doing with telepathy. Similar to the "Trust me" field, the "Notice me not" Field also changed the perception of those around me. Its a bit harder to keep up, but worth it in the end.

As I make my way through the Club, I also think of its many other aspects. The first and most surprising was how much money it made. It was close to 800,000$ a week, with 700$ per session and 120 girls in total working here. Kingpin took a good cut from the earnings, but we had his protection from other gangs and the law because of it.

'The girls certainly seem to enjoy themselves' I think while watching two busty blondes draped over the a city official while eating grapes. Some were rescued from being trafficked and had nowhere to go in the end. Others were the usual prostitutes who hear about the place and were allowed to join. I honestly think we may need to expand more or open up new locations with the rate we're getting new members.

I nearly attract attention as I let out a rather large chuckle:" I did not think I would end up running a brother ring to be honest. Its funny where life takes you.

But back to the city official. We've actually set up an intricate camera system within the establishment itself to film these instances. It always helps to have some blackmail after all. But that's not all this place is hiding.

Using my mystic eyes, I gaze into the basement are of the complex. The women down there are quite different to those up here. Firstly, their build is quite different. Were talking, toned muscles, six packs and generally hot muscle girls! These are the proper members of the Black Dahlia's. And yes, they do have some fun here and there as well, as they do join in on the activities here occasionally. They aren't quite at Death by Snu Snu Levels, but they sure are the next best thing.

Sure they don't have professional military training, but when you're only up against street thugs then you don't need it. Kazan has been supplying them with all the firepower they need. From Guns to body armor, they have everything. I'm actually quite sad that we couldn't get spandex uniforms mandatory. They prefer proper armor they say!

I sigh at the thought. I want my skintight super girl squad! Well I'm not too disappointed. I did get suits from Melvin Potter after all and he may have gotten a large order for custom armor fitting various women. I'm not one to give up that easily.

But they aren't my main concern right now.

Heading to the second floor, I pass by various private rooms where all sorts of fantasies are taking place. I continue making my through the floor until I finally reach a larger room at the end of the hall. Inside is rather simple office belonging to my dearest Vanessa Darkholme. I actually remembered that her last name is the same as that from Mystique. Judging that their abilities are practically the same, I believe they may very well be related.

Back to the matter at hand though. Vanessa is currently going through some files concerning the business. Turns out she has quite the knack for this sort of thing. Its why I left her in charge of managing the logistics and business aspects of the Dahlias while Wendy handles the Combat related aspects. She didn't notice me enter and is therefore quite startled as I hug her from behind.

"Ah!...Jeanne!?" She says while looking back at me.

I simply grin and say" Who else my dear." I let my hands travel along her body, causing slight tremors from her.

"What...are you Ahh!...Stop it Jea- Uuu" She yelps out as I slide one of my hands under her crotch. The other went up her shirt and is now squeezing her breast.

I start chuckling as I continue stimulating her. You see, Both her and Wendy were a bit reluctant to do anything sexual after their experience. So I came up with a rather intricate plan to bring them around.

Firstly, Expose them to as much sexual stimulation as possible without getting Physical. Use Eromancy to increase arousal but prevent Orgasms

Secondly, forbid them from joining in on any activities within or even outside of the brothel. Both OBE and Telepathy were ideal for this.

Thirdly, grope them while enhancing pleasure but never molest at levels that turn uncomfortable. Slowly have them get used to the stimulation and escalate over time. Simple touches and hugs at first and full on fingering and groping later on.

The plan didn't work that well on Wendy, as she usually goes on outings with the Dahlias and I'm usually busy whenever she's actually here. And when she gets to our apartment building, she usually goes to bed immediately. So progress with her hasn't been that great I also want to do it with her in one fell swoop, as she still believes me to be innocent when it comes to sex.( Oh how wrong she is ;)

Vanessa was far more accessible due to her working here directly. And I have to say, It paid off. Especially if her soaked Panties and twitching nipples are anything to go by. I think she's ready for the good stuff and considering what my recent Eromancy skill allowed me to do, id don't think I'll let her wait anymore.

Using my Phantom Touch skill, I continue stimulating Vanessa as I bring my hands back. I quickly unzip my jeans and pull my panties to the side. Using my new favorite spell, I wait for the sensation of the new flesh growing form my crotch to end. With my raging Erection ready, I bring my hands to Vanessa's own hips and pull her skirt down along with her panties.

Withe her bare and sky colored ass right in front of me, I slightly waver in my plan..

'Suck it up Jeanne! We'll get to enjoy that soon enough.' I scream at myself within my head.

Even through I wish for nothing more than to plunge into one of her awaiting holes, I still have a plan with her. I carefully align my self with her behind and slide my cock between her legs. It slides past her dripping folds, causing a small shriek From her.

Startled at the new sensation, she looks down and sees my protruding member poking out from her legs:" J...Jeanne?" She yells in confusion.

"Calm down Vanessa. I just got a little upgrade you see. Something to have fun with." I whisper in her ears. Wanting to go further I also nibble at her earlobe. Her constant shivering and moaning finally comes to an end as a loud moan erupts from her throat. With a sudden jerk, I feel her liquids splashing onto my member.

"Oh my aren't we eager. Already cumming even though I barely started. But you know, I don't think you're quite satisfied you know." I say as I begin rubbing my shaft against her crotch. The sudden stimulation right after her orgasm nearly to much for her as her legs start wavering. I quickly grab hold of her to ensure that neither of us fall down anytime soon.

I continue whispering into her ear:" You want it inside you, don't you Vanessa. Did you think I wouldn't realize how often you pleasured yourself in this office while watching live feed from downstairs. How you got of from just being in the same room as such carnal acts." Her legs continue quacking as I talk to her.

Kicking it up a notch, I increase the speed of my movements through her thigh s and also grasp her neck with my other hand. Pulling it towards me I continue:" Do you think it was fair? I desired you for half a year and I always backed down out of concern for you. But I think you actually want this now, don't you?"

I continue rubbing along her folds. To be honest, the sensation is also starting to affect me. I can already feel myself twitching in excitement and actually want to splurt my host cum all over her legs...

after I continue moving for a few seconds, Vanessa finally answers :" Y...Yes..I want you Jeanne...I,m sorry but I've been thinking of you so often these past few weeks. But..its.….wrong you're just-"

"Don't make excuses... dear. Just tell me ...what you want" I breathe out as I try to keep myself from cumming. Vanessa herself started moving her hips, so I cant really do anything about that anymore.

"Yes!" She suddenly yells out." I want you Jeanne. Please ! Fuck me already!"

With that I once again star picking up the pace. I vigorously thrust along her folds and cause shivers throughout our bodies. I can barely focus as I continue shaking my hips towards her thighs. A few seconds pass before it proves to much for me. My twitching cock begins splurting white hot ropes of cum that splashes out onto the floor. My own opening just below my ejaculating cock quivers form the sensation ans I fell my own fluids run down my legs. I wait for a few seconds before backing away from her body and resting myself on a nearby chair.

Vanessa, who was on the verge of cumming herself stares at me in mild shook and confusion: "Jeanne?"

I gesture for her to come closer. As soon as she comes into my range, I grab onto her shoulder and pull her to her knees." Now then Vanessa. I've been quite unsatisfied for about half a year now( Which is a lie as I constantly had fun with Colleen) and I don't think you should go unpunished for that. Before I give you what you want, I want you to do two things for me."

She stares at my newly erect cock with glazed over eyes:" Yes, I'm sorry for not accepting you. Please I'll do it!"

I simply smirk as I cup her face:" Even if those things are immoral or even evil? Are you willing to play the villain with me for a bit!?"

She barely considers my words before piping up:" Yes Jeanne I'll do what you want. I don't care about others. Just give me what I need."

Uwaa. Her blouse had come undone during our earlier fun and her breasts are in full view right now. Dammit, she's distracting me way to much. We first need to do the work and then have fun! That was the plan!

I simply stand up from the chair and tell her: "Very good. I have use for your skills in a week. After that we will have all the fun you want" I lower my hands to zip up my pants again as I notice the mess I made on her floor. Bringing her attention to it, I simply say:" Clean that up will you?"

I finally right my underwear, even though its a bit difficult with the still very erect cock in the way. Finally wanting to dispel my magic, I hear a strange slurping noise.

I turn around only to see Vanessa's beautiful ass hanging in the air and shaking as she carefully laps up the cum I left on the floor with her tongue. The image alone...It just...I can seer her dark blue labia glistening from our earlier fun and a torrent leaking out of it as well...I...I need to

Argh Fuck it.

I drop my pants completely and rip my underwear out of the way. I move towards her and get on my knees myself as I grab onto her bare ass. She freezes momentarily from the touch but quickly continues licking up my cum. Its not even flavored this time but completely regular. And generally, you don't drink cum for the flavor other taste, but rather the sexiness of it. It only becomes enjoyable once you really get into it. Real down and dirty so to say. What a good girl she is...

I caress her ass a bit before giving it a good slap. "Ahh!" Vanessa moans out from the sudden movement.

I finally line up my cock with her own Vagina and grab onto her hips.:" You know I'm actually quite angry with you. Here I wanted this to be your reward for doing some work and you just shake your fat ass to get it anyway! Damn you!"

With an angry grunt, I plunge myself into her opening. As soon as the contact happens, we both moan out uncontrollably.

The sensation...its so indescribable. The warmth I feel inside her and how she squeezes down on me...I start moving a bit to test the sensation. Her own insides only coil around me in an euphoric sensation. To my shame, I reach my own limit. Before even getting properly started, I begin cumming right into her womb. She trembles a bit at the sensation, but doesn't seem to cum from it.

"Ahh haah ahh...Dammit..." I breathe out in frustration. I do not want to be a quickshot!

"Jeanne? Are you-"

"Yes dammit! Look I'm not used to the sensation ok! Just give me a sec!" I quickly pipe up

She merely chuckles:" Don't worry Jeanne. Its your first time and besides, it happens to the best of them as well. I'm sure you'll get the hang of it in no time." She turns her head to smile at me.

This...I don't know if she was trying to be nice, but She is just pissing me off! If she thinks I'm backing down now, then she has another thing coming.

Using Eromancy, I increase the stimulation of my member and quickly bring about another erection. I really need some practice with this new sensation. Even so, now is not the time.

Once again, I use my magic and decrease my own sensitivity by half while increasing Vanessa's by a factor of ten. Now we shall see who will laugh in the end.

I once again begin moving within her. Her reaction is immediate. She arches her back upwards and begins squeezing my cock. I notice the soft squirts coming from her backside and merely smile from the satisfaction. "You really shouldn't have said that Vanessa. Because now, I have to prove you wrong If I'm to regain my pride!"

I don't let her recover as I once again begin plunging my member in and out of her gushing pussy. Soon enough, the office is filled with the sounds of slapping flesh, constant screams and moans from Vanessa and of course my own grunting. I don't notice how often she squirts out onto my bare legs and I'm frankly to preoccupied to count, as I can barely keep my own Orgasm from coming about. My own folds have already begun leaking like crazy from the experience and now desperately wishes to be filled as well. I remove one of my hands that were gripping Vanessa's Ass and bring it down to my own wet mounds. I quickly plunge in two fingers and begin pleasuring myself. That combined with the constant thrusting into Vanessa's Ass is all I need to climax myself.

In a guttural movement, I rut inside her womb once again and paint her walls white with my spunk. She also cums from the sensation and cant hold herself upright as I collapse onto her back. In a pile of limbs, I lie on top of her body as we both still shake from our shared orgasm. Looking down, I see the white fluids flow out of her opening and onto my legs. The Semen isn't technically real and I actually need to get better in Eromancy if I want to get someone pregnant...Me impregnating someone else, now that's a thought.

I move Vanessa to the side and begin kissing her mouth. She quickly reciprocates and we soon begin our post sex cuddle session. We continue kissing for a bit before I say:" You know, that was probably the best sex I ever had."

She merely chuckles at that:" Right back at you Jeanne. I lost count after 12 orgasms. Remind me never to piss you off again...Or maybe I should if I want something like this again."

I laugh at that:" Hahaha. Don't you dare...Ahh.. I do seriously need your help with something in three days though."

She merely grabs my neck and pulls me into her large bosom:" I know, don't worry I'll go. Even so, I cant believe you'd be so cruel and would leave me on edge for a week."

We both merely laugh as we continue making small talk on the floor. After a few minutes, we both get up and star dressing ourselves once again. We're still covered in fluids...which will now be under our clothes.

And that has a certain appeal to me as well...With our business now concluded, I head out of the office. As I walk down the corridor, I'm startled by a voice.

"That certainly looked like fun!" I spin around to punch the would be voyeur only for my fist to phase through the figure. Pulling the fist back, I groan in irritation:" Merlin! Why the hell are you spying on me!"

"Awww, but its so boring! All I can do is watch." He pauses a bit before grinning again:" If anything id definitely like to join in one day."

"Sure you would" I answer as I look down to see Fou scratching his ears. " How did you even Follow me? I thought I left Fou behind at my Apartment?"

"You do know that he can teleport right?" He answers for me.

"Oh...did not know that..." I pause as I once again stare at Merlin:" Speaking of getting you to "join in" one day. Any progress on getting out of Avalon?" I ask him

his head lowers in despair once again:" Nooo. I've thought of this for a while now but I honestly cant think of anything that could work..."

I stare in confusion before asking:" Really? Iv already thought of three possible methods. th-

"Really! Tell me Tell me. I wanna know!" He rushes towards my face.

I try to push him a fay only to, once again, phase through his face. :" Jeez calm down will you...My first Idea, would be the easiest to accomplish probably. We use Rhongomyniad to blast through to your location, circumventing the seal entirely."

Arturia's Lance?...No that wouldn't work. Sure it could get you to the reverse side of the world, but getting my exact location would be nearly impossible. It would require trial and error for many years before you may find me. Not to mention that getting it from the Pendragons may very well be impossible at the moment."

I ask at that:" The Pendragons are still around?"

"Oh yes, they've been quite maintained over the centuries. They aren't royalty, but still carry the title of nobles. Ironically, the current children of theirs are called Arthur and Le Fay, their cousin Gray Pendragon is also quite unique actually, looks almost identical to Arturia. If I recall, they hold most of Camelot's old artifacts."

I ponder over the information for a bit. First of, the Current Family is the DXD Equivalent mixed with the Fate version as well, meaning that the two aforementioned Pendragons will eventually ditch their parents and take their weapons along. That could be an opportunity to intercept them. Back to the main issue though. Rhongomyniad would be the last resort if my other ideas fall through... But there's something else bothering me:" If the Pendragons exist and are possibly well documented, do you know how I fit into the mix? I was french after all, not to mention just a peasant..."

Merlin rubs his chin:" Ah yes...Your own Grandfather as it happens, was a direct member of the family actually. Second in line if I recall. He fought as a knight during the early stages of the Hundred year War and battled across northern France. He met your grandmother there and fell in love. Knowing this would not be accepted by his family, he faked his death on the battlefield and settled down with her in obscurity. The rest is as you can imagine."

"Huh...well that's interesting..." I think about that for a while. The only family I can really remember is my mother...i also had siblings right? I'm not really su-

"You had two other suggestions right?" Merlin interrupts enthusiastically. I cant really blame him, considering whats at stake.

"Well the second idea was using you as an anchor to Avalon and sending you an item over. For that, I first thought of Gáe Dearg, the right Spear of Diarmud Ua Duibhne."

"The Irish Demigod...Yes that spear could render all Magical Enhancements and projections useless. It could sever the all ties with magical energy...it could work, but finding it will be quite the endeavor. What was your last option?" he asks me

"Yes, I am quite confident in this one actually. The last choice is Rule Breaker" I confidentially smile

Merlin merely tilts his head:" Rule...Breaker? Is that even a thing? "

"What of course it is! Its the noble Phantasm of …...oh. Its a noble Phantasm that didn't actually exist in reality."

"like you having the blade of St. Catherine then?"

"Exactly. Rule Breaker was the conceptualized weapon which embodies the Divinity of Medea of Colchis. It could negate any and all forms of Magic in existence."

"The noble Phantasm belonging to the witch of betrayal. That could definitely work out. But getting the Phantasm would require you to either summon or encounter the servant right?"

"Yup, while a bit prickly at first, she's actually a big softy underneath. She was more a victim than a perpetrator in her story after all. Any act of betrayal she committed, was either justified or caused by mind control from Aphrodite."

"Well it definitely seems like you put some thought into it. So Where are we going. the UK or Gree-"

"I am going to Monaco in a week and I'm not changing that. I have to handle some business with iron man and then do some work in New Mexico. Before that is done, I cant help you. That clear?"

"Yes..." He hangs his head once again and whimpers slightly.

"Cheer up will you. The Trip to Monaco will be amazing I promise. After all, A Hero is only as good as his greatest Villain"

"That doesn't sound right" he states.

"Oh Shut up!"

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Three days later

Hotel de Paris, Monte Carlo, Monaco

I am once again wearing the guise of Moira Penning. Its quite different as I used Eromancy to achieve the form rather than using a glamour again. I checked into the hotel earlier and am now heading down towards the restaurant so I can watch the race with all the other guests. Carrying with me is a large cello case containing...not a cello. I only grin while thinking of the piece of equipment I'm carrying in the case.

That covers my end for now, lets check in on the others.

Asako is already in position and is waiting along the garages for Stark to join the race. She...She's in A flamingo Costume?

'Asako?'

'Yes Master?'

'Why are you wearing a flamingo Costume?'

'You requested I wear an adequate disguise to conceal the armor. This Mascot Flamingo..seemed to be a good fit. It's a bit warm, but all in all it will achieve the mission'

'Ahh..you do that then...Good luck Assassin'

'Thank you master. I will not disappoint...oh and by the way'

'Yeah?'

'I'm a bit angry with you for getting Vanko's Bird Killed...'

'oh...you want a new one?'

'No, it will be fine. Just wanted to let you know.'

With that rather awkward talk now done, I focus my attention on my other colleague.

My dear Vanessa is already downstairs and waiting for her target. I'm confident she will achieve her mission.

With everything prepared, I exit the elevator on the ground floor and enter the restaurant. I make my way through the area and see some notable faces. Tony and Stephanie Stark sitting together at one of the tables. Elon Musk eating with his wife. (I actually want to say hi, but I have no reason as Moira Penning...maybe some other time) Looking around a bit more I spy Vanessa in my disguise of Shiki Ryougi and already talking to her target. I give her a short nod as I continue walking. Something rather interesting is seeing Both Pepper Pots and Natasha Romanov talking at the bar. It honestly looks like Natasha is...consoling Pepper. I heard the she became CEO recently just as in the movie, but why is she sad? I hide behind a pillar and use my telepathy to invade her mind. While doing this, I also see her glancing over to Tony here and there. Could she be...

I finally connect with her thoughts and find the Problem. She holds and unrequited Love for Tony...Well that's just sad. I always thought they made a nice couple. Seeing her like this isn't that nice. I continue perusing her thoughts and find the deeper Problem. She was fine with only being Tony's Assistant and nothing more but now as the CEO, she will see less and less of him. Its already become a Problem due to the Iron Man Business, but this new Promotion will only make it worse...As much Sympathy that I have for her, I cant really concern myself with that.

Looking around a bit more, I finally find my own target. Justin Hammer...talking to a Journalist?...O..K. Well I can still do something. I focus my telepathy on him and imprint the ideas: 'You need an edge against Stark. No matter the cost! Your Livelihood depends on it!'

I don't actually think he needed any convincing, but I still think it couldn't hurt.

I continue walking through the restaurant and find my last person of interest.

Agent Phil Coulson sitting at an empty table, and also staring at a...Smart phone I guess? Definitely better than what I have... I guess its now or never.

Carefully making sure I'm somewhat noticed and don't startle him, I approach Coulson:" Is this Seat taken?

He quickly turns to see my grinning face before giving a smile on his own:" Not at all. Be my guest"

I move over and place the cello case next to the adjacent window, something that doesn't go unnoticed by Coulson. I sit down and say:" I'm actually quite happy that you could make it."

"Oh? Are you implying you were expecting me?" He asks, already knowing the answer

I simply chuckle:" Why of course. Why else would I so openly put my name on the guest list if not to get you to come."

"well the big question to that would be of course, Why?" he asks.

I use my hands to wave at a waitress who brings us two glasses of champagne. As I take my first sip I say:" Oh come now Phil. We haven't seen each other in half a year, why no talk about other things before we get down to business."

He grimaces at my answer before eventually leaning back into his seat:" Fine...What did you want to talk about?

Smile excitedly once again:" Well personal stuff actually. Starting with your injury. Any Scars or other Problems?"

He promptly goes to answer:" None actually, Our medics said it was as if no injury had even occurred. Why do you ask? Not that confidant in your abilities?"

I chuckle a bit in embarrassment:" Aha. Yes actually. I hadn't really done that much healing back then, though I'm definitely better now, that I can guarantee."

"Well it was definitely something all right. You know, we thought it would help us narrow down who you are, but we've been running in circles trying to figure that out. Even Stark gave up after three months of trying." After that he begins talking of the theories SHIELD had made to find out about me.

After listening for a bit and chuckling here and there, I finally throw him a bone:" Well I'm gonna have some sympathy and rule out some theories for you. I do want something in return though. "

His face hardens as he awaits my condition:" Now don't make that face will you, its nothing that serious."

I turn to the side and lay the cello case on the ground before opening it. Not revealing its contents, I pull out an ornate music box and quickly close it up again.

And no, its not the actual Catalyst from Anastasia, but rather a perfect replica I spent the last three days making. I also included the original pictures within the secret compartment.

I bring the Music Box out, adding to Coulson's Confusion. I use the key to open the box, ensuring Coulson that it isn't hiding a bomb or anything of the sort.

I now slide it over to him. He inspects it for a few seconds before asking:" And this is?"

"A music Box Belonging to the late Anastasia Romanov." he widens his eyes at the name as I continue" And yes, she is related to Your Agent sitting over there with miss Potts. She was her Grandmother to be exact."

Once again, Coulsons eyes darken at my knowledge of knowing Romanov's cover. Before he can ask anything, I continue:" There is a secret compartment within the side containing 2 pictures, just twist the key a bit and you should get it."

He does as instructed and pulls the pictures out and quickly expects them:" And what do you want me to do with this?"

"I want you to give it to Romanov. I'm pretty sure its more or less the only thing left belonging to her Family"

"That's an awfully kind thing of you to do. Why exactly are you doing it though?" He asks suspiciously as I lean back in my seat.

"Its a matter of respect mostly. Not to mention that I have absolutely no use for it. Its just wasting space with me...Sooo will you give it to her?" I ask in finality.

He pauses for a few seconds before answering:" Yes..I'll make sure it reaches her hands. You have my word."

I give him a grinning smile:" Excellent. Well in that case, its time for me to uphold my end of the deal. First of, sorry to disappoint, but I never served in any military or combat Group. Next of, I'm partly french but am born and have lived in the US all of my life. I actually haven't left the country until a few days ago. And yes, I am living of the grid. Not bad of you in taking my Joke on my social security to heart. Hmmmm What else"

"The question if you were being blackmailed into retrieving Dr. Sterns in Harlem."

Oh. This is a tough one. I pause for a bit before answering:" Ahh...Well to be honest, I wasn't really being blackmailed or even hired during that time by anyone."

Coulson's Face visibly darkens at that:" Are you telling me you killed our men of your own volition!? This completely contradicts your statements and Actions in Los Angeles?"

Oh crap, did I dig myself in?...I put up my hands before trying to calm him:" Now hold on please. There is a good explanation to what I did ok." He calms down and waits for me to continue, I guess he noticed that some people were already staring.

"Look, what were your agents concerning Sterns and his Lab specifically" I ask as I try to justify my actions.

" To retrieve Sterns and any samples taken from Dr. Banner's Blood and any research concerning it. After that it would be brought to a secure location and locked away. It was to dangerous to be left out in the open. Its precisely the reason you are so high on our Priority list. Sterns himself would have been charged with illegal experimentation and aiding in a terrorist attack on Harlem." He gives out his explanation. I remember in canon it was even worse, as SHIELD actually locked Sterns into a stasis tank of some sort to be experimented on.

I breathe out some air as I answer:" Wow...That's really harsh. You know Blonsky forced Sterns to juice him up with Banner's Blood?"

"How would we know that if all recordings, traces and equipment was removed from the scene?" He questions me.

"Ahh my bad. But I don't regret my actions in that case. That sort of Research really shouldn't be buried. And besides Sterns has been making some amazing work with the Blood after all."

This alerts all alarm Bells in Coulsons head, but before he can react I pull out an extra phone I had prepared for this. It has a Video ready to be played. I hand him the phone and hit the play button.

"This is a recording from the lab he is working in. I shows his latest Breakthrough."

Coulson still stares at me in suspicion but relents and begins viewing the Video. The first thing coming into view is Sterns himself, to which Coulson obviously asks:" Is that...Sterns? What the hell happened to him?

"During the Attack in Harlem, he got smacked around by Blonsky and some of Banner's Blood started pouring into his Head wound. Other than a huge noggin, he also gained and incredible intellect from the Mutation. Something of which you will now see the value of."

I say while gesturing to the Video. Onto the screen walks a redheaded woman with a large scar on her face and a missing arm. That there is Ellen Brandt, Rifleman of the United states Army who was discharged for obvious reasons. She was our darling and most importantly, willing Test subject. We were simply getting sick of using mice you know?" I chuckle at the end, to the great displeasure of Coulson..

"Ahh I'll shut up now" I quickly stammer out.

The video continues playing. Brandt is strapped onto an operating table and is then injected by Sterns. The vial he is holding contains a glowing yellow liquid.

Yes, Project Medela was nearing Mass Production. Professor Hamilton had joined the day after he arrived and was able to create and artificial Phoenix fetus within THREE FUCKING DAYS! And the best Part, we didn't have to wait until it was technically born! You see, he was able to grow the clones within specially designed Vats that replicated that environment of an egg. A small Polymer structure within the fluid ensured that the developing fetus wouldn't move around during gestation. Before the process was finished, the tear glands were already fully grown.

That means, that we can keep the birds in suspended animation permanently while harvesting their tears. Its honestly amazing because I was rather worried concerning the Phoenixes. They are magical birds and are capable of intelligent thought. Having the give their tears requires a whole lot of trust and affection to be built up first. And that was something that would be impossible to mass produce.

The remaining Video is as expected. Brandt heals and regrows her arm, while not a trace of the serum remains in her body. The Experiment actually convinced Hamilton to be hired full time as he was still unsure concerning our Work and ethics.

We also didn't blur out Brandt's Face or name mainly because I want Shield to take her in. She cant tell them anything about us, as we put a sack over her head to prevent her from knowing where the lab was. Not to mention that the only person she met in Person was Sterns ans myself (disguised of course). When Shield gets her, they'll have irrefutable proof of our success. This will be the first step of removing any bad rep I got for killing those three goons.

"You're welcome to bring her in later on. She cant tell you anything about us other than the success of the Product." I quickly clarify.

As the video finishes, Coulson begins:" We...We will reevaluate your past actions based on this..serum. I would be lying if I claimed that Shield doesn't need something like this...What is its actual function and are you producing it in mass? I also assume that you are affiliated with a company of sorts as you did refer to it as a "product""

Shit...He got me there:" Well first of, its Purpose is to temporarily induce a high speed healing factor within the subject. And Mass Production is a bit iffy right now. And I don't have to answer the last part." I say while pouting.

He is obviously amused by how he boxed me in. After chuckling a bit himself he hands me the phone back.

I hold my out my palm:" keep it. Its got the number of one of my Burner Phones saved. So you can contact me later" I say while smirking.

Something he surprisingly returns:" Don t assume you're getting away miss Penning. We came prepared this Time"

Oh,...I should've seen that coming to be honest. I widen my senses with Presence detection and find at least 18 agents surrounding the restaurant armed with concealed firearms.

"How lovely" I groan out

"quite" he simply smirks

he eventually changes the subject:" It doesn't quite explain why you're here though, I assume it's got something to do with that cello case which is definitely not holding a cello."

I simply laugh at his little deduction:" haha definitely." I gesture to the case" I've got quite the beauty in there. A Desert Tech HTI, A real nice Anti-Material Rifle loaded with Armor Piercing rounds." (I got it from Kazan, I was really happy with the thing. To bad I'm only using it today."

Coulson stares in confusion before smiling a bit:" You know, Stark isn't wearing his armor. I'm pretty sure something smaller could get the job done."

I chuckle at his joke before my face tightens:" Yes very true. But I'm not after stark, and my Target does have Armor. I do have to say though, it is sadly on par with Stark's"

His eyes widen at the implication. People around the world have been trying to recreate the armor to no avail. What I'm implying is a paradigm shift of untold Proportions.

I continue:" I was in Russia a week ago on business. Some innocent Black Market dealings, nothing more"

"very "innocent" Indeed" He sarcastically says.

"Well simply put I was doing some trading there. Its also how I got my hands on the Music Box actually. But we shouldn't get sidetracked. A certain Russian was selling me advanced Tech that will really help the Projects I set up for Sterns. The Problem is that the Payment he wanted was a bit unorthodox. Initially he wanted Money and Rare resources and Lastly, A forged Passport and a plane Ticket here to Monaco. He arrived to days ago.."

Coulson only asks:" wait, so this person wanted to be here Why?

"I was curios about this myself so I did some digging on me. Turns out, he has big Reasons for hating Stark and I think he's here for Revenge. Is the Name Anton Vanko known to you?"

Phil shakes his head:" Cant say I have, is that the man we're looking for?"

I answer:" Not quite. Anton Vanko was the co creator of the Arc Reactor."

His eyes widen at this revelation:" How? Howard Stark was the only one attributed to that."

I now tell him the shortened version of the story. I also include my own opinions on what a dick Howard was as well.

"So his son Ivan, He's here now? And he has an Armor?" He asks at the end.

"I don't know if he brought an armor, but I cant be sure. Its why I'm prepared with the rifle..." I pause while looking a Coulson once again" look I know you want to take me in, but right now we need to guard Stark. I don't really want him dead you know, he's one of the good ones." I tell him

Coulson stands up form his seat:" Fine. We Evacuate Stark immediately." He raises a microphone he had beneath his shirt." This is Agent Coulson, I need patrols around the Hotel immediately. Question anyone with the following description." He points to me to do just that

As I quickly rattle of his physical appearance, I think of the Microphone. This Bastard has been recording me this whole time...And I never bothered changing my Voice...If shield ever figures out that my face is fake, then they have that to find me...Uwaa what a mess.

I stand up pull the cello case along. he leads me to Stark's table, only for us to see Captain America with her palm over her mouth as she stares at a nearby TV.

Coulson doesn't notice and quickly approaches Stephanie:" Captain, We have reason to believe a plot to assassinate Stark Is under way and we need to bring you both to safety. Where is he?"

Steph snaps out of her stupor:" Wait What! Oh god he..he's driving on the track." She says while pointing to the Tv. On it, one can clearly see Tony driving the Stark Formula 1 Car. Judging by the statistic, he is in the third lap right now.

Steph, begins to rant:" What do you mean assassination! Oh god, of all the days and he had to do this now! I..I" She pauses for a bit before suddenly calming down and adopting a serious expression:" Tell me whats going on. I'll wring Tony's neck for this, but I'll make sure he still has one before the day ends"

Wow, from tearful wife to supersolider in two seconds. Pretty cool.

As Coulson explains the Situation to her, I only stare at the Tv While grinning on the inside.

'Showtime Asako' I send out the Mental Command.

A few seconds pass before a pink Flamingo Mascot enters the tracks.

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Please Review

(And by the way, the Flamingo Stuff is a reference to the Hitman Franchise where a similar mission took place. One had to kill a race car driver and the option of doing it with a flamingo costume was available.)