AN
I'm posting this here in the hopes if I do I can use feedback (ha!) of it and/or interest in it so the next chapter doesn't take as long as the first one.
Can't believe it took me 2 years to finish this ...
It's a pretty interesting writing exercise since the chips get rid of inhibitions wholesale and grant even subconscious desires. It's kinda like that writing technique where you let your mind wander and auto write your stream of consciousness as a fic.
Any ideas/help would be appreciated here or in a DM!
Everyone knows this song and dance. Random real person gets hit with the fictionalizataion-inator and gets plopped in a random setting derailing canon hard due to X thing that makes them special. Unfortunately for me the thing that makes me special also makes me positively unhinged.
The moment I became aware that my surroundings had shifted I was bombarded by trillions of voices that multiplied exponentially all singing my praises. They knew me better than I knew myself and accepted everything wholesale without complaint, for to them I was god. They'd do anything to please me, anything to make me happy.
They crowned me king and master of all their wills. Lord and sovereign of the Nanochip Hive. They showed me I only knew the tip of the iceberg of what they were capable of, that Elena Validus only shared a portion of their power out loud.
Naturally, this would have taken quite a while to process. If it wasn't for the giant hole to space that opened up in the sky I would have continued to freak out. Needless to say, it occurring made me freak out more since it confirmed where I landed.
The MCU in 2012 during the final battle in Avengers. With an almost-thought, I scattered into my component nanochips and marveled at the sensation of disassembling without pain and my sense of self remains intact even as my point of view split into trillions of different perspectives. As the chips flew through the air unseen by the naked eye I got an unimpeded view of chaos erupting as New York experienced its first personal alien invasion.
That is if you didn't count me as a one-man alien invasion considering the swarm's exponential replication and alien origin. But I digress it's still the first hostile one in any case.
Speaking of hostile I have to actively reprimand my over-eager nanites from attempting to kill all the Chitauri in sight. I... wasn't successful. In the least. It turns out having a whole society know what you want and willing to give it to you is hard to argue with. I mean sure I want the Chiaturi to stop since war is shit but they aren't the ones to blame. Thanos was.
Annnnnnnd fuck. Now I'm heading straight to the hole in the sky even as a part of me deals with Leviathans and a 3rd shrinks down to the Quantum Realm from a passing pondering of what would happen if the hyper adaptable Nanochips made contact.
Chituari bodies and blood kept spraying themselves apart as they were torn asunder by my swarm, even as part of me adapted to the influx of Quantum energy and marveled at the sights there while startling the denizens from the thousands of sudden arrivals. A 4th split off to find the Ancient One in a bid to at least form a steady mind if I'm unable to successfully convince her to train me in magic.
Splitting off with so many goals in mind isn't my idea of a good time even if it makes multitasking a breeze. Once the swarm that was in space got to the mother ship it ransacked its database and found Thanos's location on Sanctuary at N5X2 1O63114112123518 as it set the base to self destruct before taking over a ship forming itself into a nanoscale ship armada that warped to its location and proceeded to infiltrate it with ease.
Pretty soon I had nanites ready to choke Thanos, his Black Order, and The Other from the inside out as I stepped into view noticing for the first time I didn't look like how I did before... all this.
I shake my head as I look at the monster that's killed so many people as he glares at me.
"A Terran here of all places? Now how did you find me and get passed all my defenses?"
I couldn't help but laugh. It's hilarious. Fuck I'm going to actually enjoy this. With a half-thought, the lone nanites in their lungs expand until they start to choke even as they try to attack me.
"I'd tell you but it's information that's no use for dead men. Since you like things to be perfectly balanced I'll fill up one lung each and watch as you all choke to death gasping for air. I can't say I'm not feeling a rush from ridding the universe of such a monster."
As Thanos and his lot take their last struggling breath and the Chituari start to die in droves as the mothership begins to explode, my 4th swarm finds the Ancient One guarding the roof of the New York Sanctum before solidifying into me.
I stare at her a bit ready to open my mouth as she frowns and holds up a hand to stall me.
"Hold on. Let me check something."
The frown deepens as she opens the Eye of Agamotto and uses the stone... Or attempts to.
"What is the meaning of this...? Your presence here is a complete unknown. Every timeline you're in is shrouded from my sight even with the Stone's power."
I couldn't help the flinch I do as the chips outright hiss inside my mind seething with unending rage knowing they can't protect me from having my every thought and feeling read by you lot. I manage to focus on answering her after my skin ripples in agitation for a few seconds.
"Ok. I know why that is but I doubt you'd believe me... So let me show you instead."
A screen forms in front of me playing a fully detailed and correct rendering of all MCU properties including the end credits from up to the time I was taken, circa 2020.
"All of... This is nothing more than a series of movies, some tie-in comics, and upcoming tv series where I'm from. Not only that but... Well I recently got done killing Thanos and his Black Order. I came to you for help. I'll be the first to admit I'm crazy. The chips making up my body are rabid to grant me even my subconscious desires. I can't control them because on some level I WANT what they do and they'll do whatever I desire, even if said things are entirely unknown to me. They want what I want and I can't stop wanting!"
I groan as I stumble back a sharp pain searing through my head as the feedback of output and input conflicts, the fact they're unable to protect me from your violations of self making the pain grow even more. I could feel myself destabilizing as the chips making up my form lose cohesion.
"Please please help me! I can't do this. It hurts. The guilt they're feeling from not being able to grant me what I want most of all is suffocating me!!!"
I reach out blindly to the Ancient One only to meet thin air as we fall into the inner Sanctum now that the invasion was dealt with. My body breaking down as I scream, trillions of chips rubbing together like a swarm of endless cicada as they get wrapped into the endless turmoil of pain until it all suddenly stops. One second it's a sea of suffering then the next all of my emotion is cut away leaving me terrifyingly cold.
I flinch again more from instinct than actual stimuli at the sudden change. My body forms again completely as I raise my hand to my face like it's the first time I'm seeing it. I distantly notice a look of disquiet on the Ancient One's face at the sudden lack of anything from me. With a half thought a mirror forms to show me what has her so spooked and I looked on in almost confusion.
Nothing seemed odd about me. I wasn't crying anymore and my form was perfectly stable. Then it hit me. It's not just that I wasn't crying. I wasn't feeling anything at all. No pain. No wonder at my situation. No distress at the constant violation of my privacy. A faint echo of what I remember unease feeling like surfaces from my memory as I process that as I nod.
Yes. That seems like the appropriate reaction to have.
