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Responses to Comments:
RedBurningDragon: Glad to see that someone appreciates my dramatic moment at the end of last chapter. By the way I'm a Spiderverse fan too, should I pull an edge out of Spiderverse in the next chapters ?.
Raphaim: I am against your statement in the previous chapter some important things happened in my opinion.
Holmes a got a home away from home inside a certain Hotel, a first impression of the chemistry between Holmes and Altair.
Holmes a chose to fight Nazis instead of drug addicts as is often the case in Insert, I showed that he is thinking about things and understands that fists can't solve problems overnight.
An upcoming fight with Hookwolf is just around the corner and will happen in this chapter.
The tech superhero/super doctor costume and name are now official.
A dramatic moment about free will to give the character some depth and depth.
Stories aren't just about dramatic turns and epic fights, there needs to be comedic, lighthearted moments, preparations, drama and character evolution.
Unnamed Guest #1: I made a small translation error. The armor increases Holmes' height to 190 inches. Not 19 feet, but 190 centimeters, inches.
Unnamed Guest #2: Calling my character a retard is a little too offensive. I can accept the criticism of impulsive, inconsiderate or short sighted. But retarded I don't accept it. If the character of does something a little crazy the story won't be interesting. If he were 100% sane he'd be locked up in the Cosmic Warehouse/Star-Forge 24 hours a day.
Woeful Indeed: I'm sorry you don't like how I play the Celestial Forge. But it's my story, I decide how to interpret the Celestial Forge. In this case, the Celestial Forge is a ROB who has fun messing with Holmes' life, giving him a set of useful, useless, or funny gifts depending on how he behaves. If you don't like it you can make up your own story according to your personal gifts.
Unnamed Guest#3: You brought up some very sensible points. The stuff with the lazy maid and the troublemaking twins is a reference to Zack and Cody at the Grand Hotel.
Holmes a used the hotel room in favor of the apartment for a variety of reasons:
The apartment contains the bare minimum including an empty refrigerator, the hotel room/apartment is fully equipped and has a full refrigerator.
Holmes tired of being a maid for the Heberts and preferred to use a hotel room instead of a completely empty apartment that needs to be cleaned and filled with furniture, a lot of work that she does not want to do for the time being.
The hotel room is located in the rich area of the city, near the territory where the Empire 88 operates, current targets of Holmes.
The apartment is located in a mid-level area, in a buffer between the territory of the ABB and the Merchants, villains who are not targeted for the moment.
In short, the hotel room is a luxurious personal space to work in peace as an artist and "teleportation zone/rapid travel" to go fight Nazis.
The apartment with the bare minimum is an emergency hideout with no specific purpose, but it will be used as a "teleportation zone/rapid travel" when Holmes goes to fight dragons and junkies.
Chapter 6: His name is Iron-Star. Part 2.
" Guardian ! "
I jumped off a building!
Without a doubt I'm a madman with papers in order.
Finally I understand what the words of that crazy prehistoric squirrel (Buck) appeared in Ice Age 3 - Dawn of the Dinosaurs mean.
'I had never felt so alive as when I was so close to death.' I thought with eerie clarity, quoting the words of a weasel probably inspired by Captain Jack Sparrow.
But I feel great, scared to die before I could make a difference, my heart feels ready to explode, my brain releases biochemicals to make itself work faster.
I now understand so much about how the human body works it's scary.
Medical knowledge combined with the power of deduction can make a scary team when you think about it.
My Detective side can notice the dilated pupils of the suspect, my Doctor side can point out the possible biological causes, you can the Detective choose the most appropriate and likely explanation.
Ignoring the urge to become a Doctor Detective, I focus on the sensations I feel ... I feel ... free.
I was able to jump with no problem, nothing and no one was able to stop my suicidal act.
This means that the Celestial Forge can influence my decisions with its bribes, but in the end I am the master of my decisions.
I can make my own decisions, become a hero by following my own personal principles, a burden I didn't know I had just flew away.
" Speaking of flying, I need to get my flight, Altair, give me the Condor !" I shouted out loud, ordering Altair to give me the vehicle.
" Thanks to the Traveler, you are not completely crazy, I emphasize completely." Mumbled Altair, unaware that I can hear him talking from here.
In less than a second, Altair released from his inventory a red and silver High-tech motorcycle, built with Storm Hawks technology, but with some modifications from Dead Space.
The only problem is that my High-tech motorcycle aka Condor, the same name as the Storm Hawks' carrier, is several feet away from me.
" You couldn't put it further away !" I shout with sarcasm in my voice as I swoop down, I'm considering activating the small thrusters on my costume to get closer to the Condor, but there's a risk of deviating too far from the trajectory if I use them.
" Materializing an object of this size in the air while moving is difficult, I can't manipulate space to shorten the distance."
" And I can't order the wind to help me ... leave it alone! " I shouted as a descending volley of wind swept over me, pushing me towards my motorcycle.
The cause of this blast is the four gifts I just received from the Celestial Forge.
" 110 meters to impact." Altair announced, telling me to hurry or there will be an ugly ending for me.
Three are from the Storm Hawks Constellation, the last gift is from the same place the gift came from, Ultimate Doctor.
" 90 meters"
Number one, an enhanced cardiovascular system that allows me to work better at high altitude and hold my breath incredibly well.
"80 meters "
Number two, some sort of wind blessing, sounds fantasy and medieval, but I don't know how to describe it. It sounds like the wind loves me and wants to help me.
"70 meters "
Number three, dozen of magic crystals capable of duplicating a piece of 21st century technology in a smaller, more efficient package. There are also technology interfaces to allow use by people who don't have the gift of crystals.
"60 meters"
I wish we could have had something like this days ago when they are working on crystals and their terrarium, there would have been a lot of progress. Better late than never.
"50 meters"
If I can get an ice crystal and use it for my new cryogenics major, it will be the heroic version of Mr. Freeze.
"40 meters "
Back on track, the ultimate gift, a workshop, no, the Ultimate Workshop specializing in the Ultimate Doctor. I now have a place in the Star-Forge to study biology and do emergency surgery.
"30 meters"
Thanks to the wind, I was able to reach the Condor and climb into the saddle. Immediately, I put my hands around the handlebars and press the power button.
"20 meters"
The onboard computer turns on and verifies that I am the owner, through a brief scan of biometrics and the presence of G.I.F. , a great system for security, but at this moment I wish I had just put on a simple key and acceleration to get going.
"Ten meters, hurry up! " Shouted Altair, for a being made of metal his nerves are surprisingly fragile.
" I'm trying, but the engine won't start." I snapped back, trying to start the engine, too stubborn to run at full power.
" It's do or die! " I shouted, pulling something out of my utility belt that could either help me or blow me up.
" 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, ... 1 , impact Imminent"
" Stop stating the obvious ! "
XXX
POV Narrator
When there were only a few seconds left until impact, Iron-Star pulled out a small purple colored crystal, the first crystal successfully cultivated by Iron-Star in the crystal chamber/terrarium.
The crystal was inserted into a special duct, a miniature afterburner, which is a combustion add-on used on some jet engines, mainly those on military supersonic aircraft.
Its purpose is to increase thrust, usually for supersonic flight, takeoff and combat.
The afterburner present on the Condor is located position under the handlebars.
The crystal is dissolved into pure energy that is channeled into the engine and the rest of the Condor's chassis.
" Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, ... one, impact Imminent. " Shouts Altair, not wanting to see the worst in-flight/roadway collision Brockton Bay has ever suffered in its entire history.
" Stop stating the obvious ! " Iron-Star declared, activating the Condor's flight mode along with the turbo function at the last moment.
Half a meter away from the sidewalk the Condor's four retractable wings came out in all its glory.
Attached to the wings are secondary blades, designed to slash other vehicles in the event of deliberate collisions.
In addition, the nose and wings are reinforced to allow the vehicle to deliberately ram others and survive.
Installed on these wings are 3-inch (76 mm) thick gold absorption panels on the wings that repel most energy blasts, and a unique ball joint between the front and rear wheels allows it to make impossible turns.
The front wheel retreated leaving room for a thruster and the rear rockets came on at full power.
By directing the excessive power into the front thruster, the Condor was able to make snappy L-shaped maneuvers.
Iron-Star was able to stop the impact and take flight.
A low altitude flight in the middle of a road.
" Guardian, bus! " Shouted Altair, seeing that they are about to crash into a bus.
" Let's go from the lake to the well." Answered Iron-Star, performing an evasive maneuver, that is, turning 180° to avoid at point-blank range the bus, which was slightly burned by the Condor's thrusters.
"Ice cream machine, letter carrier's car and watch out for the traffic light! " Shouted Altair, warning of the obstacles in his Guardian's path.
" Stop stating the obvious and help me, you mechanical co-pilot." Exclaimed Iron-Star, grabbing Altair and placing him inside a special hole/interface intended only for Ghost-Altair.
This interface allows Altair to take control of the Condor and pilot it if Iron-Star is not around to guide it.
In the current case, Altair is helping Iron-Star pilot the High-tech motorcycle, using his process to manage and improve the Condor's operational systems, as well as provide a predetermined and safe flight path.
For the next thirty seconds, Iron-Star and Altair performed high-speed maneuvers in zigzags, jumps, and death circles through traffic.
Miraculously, they didn't crash into any vehicles or road signs, but there were a few small, fiery close encounters.
" Guardian, you're in danger of being sued by the mailman, the ice cream man, and the people in charge of the traffic lights." Said Altair, worried about trivial things at the moment.
Instead of criticizing me, help me lower my speed and gain altitude before a truck or gas tanker appears." Shouted Iron-Star, slowing the speed of the rocket engines and concentrating the power of the thrusters to climb high.
Once they got high enough to fly over most of the buildings they took a moment to breathe.
" Guardian from up here there is a nice view, can we take a picture to remember this moment? " Ghost-Altair asked, wanting to eternally commemorate this moment.
" Altair, this is no time to be sentimental, we have a Nazi metal werewolf to send to prison." Iron-Star replied, not wanting to waste any more time on these futile matters.
" I'll set the course now, Hookwolf, prepare for a humiliating defeat! " Cheered Altair, setting the Condor for the short journey.
XXX
When the Condor was about to arrive at its destination, Iron-Star pressed a few buttons and the Condor went into flight mode on the spot reducing the noise to almost nothing, so as not to be seen it approached a cloud.
"Why have we stopped? The action takes place hundreds of meters towards the ground not in a cloud." Ghost-Altair asked, questioning his Guardian's actions.
" What I said a short while ago, jumping into the fray without knowing what is going on is reckless." Said Iron-Star, pulling out of his utility belt, a tiny High-tech telescope.
XXX
POV Iron-Star
I ignore the exhilaration of flying through the sky on the seat of a flying high-tech motorcycle.
I suppress the euphoria of touching a cloud, which surprisingly isn't as fluffy or plump as the fairy tales say.
I focus on my goal, beating up a Nazi metal werewolf and his bandit friends.
' In the name of all fantasy games, my life is becoming a kind of urban-fantasy story. Today werewolves, tomorrow vampires, and in the future Eldrich monsters.' I joked in my head as I survey the playing field.
Team Wolf, Hookwolf, and a dozen shaved-headed idiots armed with guns and knives.
Team Dolls, Parian, his giant dolls and several dozen frightened civilians, consisting mostly of teenagers and children.
Surprisingly, the Nazis did not start shooting at the public and issuing death threats.
Hookwolf, a large, hairy man with long, greasy blond hair, an "E88" tattoo on one bicep and a wolf superimposed on a swastika on the other. He wears a metal wolf mask in human form, as a reference to his favorite form of metal.
He is talking to a girl just over five feet tall wearing a mask shaped like an old Victorian-style doll. Blonde hair in tight curls was her only feature not covered by her costume.
She is Parian and appears to be flanked by a neon pink gorilla made up entirely of fabric. Probably a construct of hers created using strings of fabric.
Well, negotiations are still going on, so there's still time to make a surprise attack, but knowing the rumors about Hookwolf's temperament, the chatter won't last long.
Taking a second look at Parian, I can see that he's put a lot of effort into making his costume. Her gorilla assorts perfectly to her Victorian doll look.
'Honestly I'm slightly jealous that Parian a her disposable standalone lacquers.
Maybe I should give Altair a touch of paint, some neon red, some gold accessories. I could build a robot or a drone, maybe a puppet.
Magic, science, fancy clothes, quirky attitude, I could almost forgo the super-doctor theme and become like Relius Clover, an incredibly dangerous and stylish Mad Puppeteer.' I thought, imagining an evil alter ego for a turn to darkness.
An elegant Victorian-style dress, a walking stick, a Victorian mask and as company an army of anti-personnel puppets.
My reverie was interrupted by the Celestial Forge, with its gifts, precisely 7 gifts, almost all from the same constellation.
Gift number one, knowledge to create and maintain battle puppets, controlled from a distance through strings created by the user, using a magical energy present within. Chakra is something I unfortunately do not possess, but I am sure I can use the Od of my Magic Circuits to create the strings needed to wield a battle puppet.
Gift number two, this is nothing more than an enhancement in the craft of writing. I can now work out dialogue, schemes, landscapes, worlds, with more ease, as well as make them more realistic and profound.
Gift number three, I became a magus for the second time in my life. Knowledge and practice on basic magics doubled in an instant, learning some slight differences between Western and Eastern methods of magical schools. But the big prize is forty EX rank Magic Circuits, the amount of magic energy I can produce has multiplied dozens of times.
Gift number four, I have obtained an Origin, deep within my being a word has just been inserted that will affect me for the rest of my life, Spark.
Gift number five, a second origin, the process was taken that identical, but the word inscribed in my soul is Crystal.
Gift number six, the mid-level knowledge of two branches of Magecraft. The first allows me to transform jewelry into magical artificial eyes with a variety of effects. The second allows me to turn textiles into animals/families to fight my enemy. Both useful, too bad that one requires at the very least to gouge out an eye and replace it with a precious gem, even Danny is not so dense to not notice such a change ... With a little hypnosis I could make them think I was half-blind all along, but a ruby from the socket of the left eye is too much attention.
Gift number seven, years of training under the guidance of Touko Aozaki ...
XXX Memories earned XXX
I was a third generation magician, second born.
My younger sister inherited the family Magic Crest, being better than me at everything. Except when it comes to producing magical energy, then I win.
She had pure talent and the right mindset to be a Magus, she is the quality.
I had four times her amount of Magic Circuits and their quality two degrees higher than hers. But when it comes to talent and attitude, I'm at most a tenth compared to her.
Thanks to my abnormal quality of Magic Circuits and my sister's innate talent, my parents taught both of them their trades: Creating artificial magic eyes through jewelry making and turning cloth into familiars in the form of snakes and other animals.
With these crafts, it is no surprise that my mother is a seamstress and my father is a jeweler.
Eventually, my sister got the family's Magic Crest, then headed off to the Clock Tower to become a first class Magician.
My future wasn't too good. My sister to move up in the Tower hierarchy, she would arrange a political marriage for me.
She would take the reins of the family and I would be "sold" for breeding purposes, marrying a witch to produce a talented heir with an abnormal number of Magic Circuits.
So at the age of 16, I packed my bags and went to Japan, the best and worst choice of my life.
After some minor misadventures, I arrived in Mifune City, a calamity for paranormal troubles.
By a twist of fate I ended up in a magical accident involving Ghouls and Evil Spirits.
As a result I almost died and was saved by a nice guy named, Mikiya Kokutou, and his crazy scary girlfriend named, Shiki Ryougi.
Once rescued I told the story of my entire life, Mikiya Kokutou, kind and understanding as a saint, my brought to Touko Aozaki ...
After signing a Geass, promising to give Touko my second son and my corpse once dead, she accepted me as an apprentice.
For several years I was included in the small group of Paranormal Detectives consisting of:
Mikiya Kokutou, the saintly, level-headed, hopelessly in love with a scary girl.
Shiki Ryougi, the demon hunter, capable of killing anything or being in the world, thanks to her incredibly rare magical eyes.
Touko Aozaki, the mentor, one of the most powerful and eccentric witch in her history. Her talent in puppetry was unparalleled and I'm not even talking about the monster hidden in her briefcase.
Sometimes there was my Senpai, Azaka Kokutou, a taboo-loving girl, capable of burning people using her Mystic Code and ESP power.
I was also part of the group, but I was more of a side character, staying away from the most important moments for Shiki and Mikiya. Except for their wedding day, I was forced to be Mikiya's knight of honor and keep Azaka from stopping the wedding.
After years of being Touko's apprentice/secretary/factor, I was called into her office.
As usual Touko was smoking his cigarettes while spending money to buy strange things on the internet.
" What did you call me for this time Touko, is the coffee out again or should I go get another mystery pack for you." I asked, hoping it's coffee, picked up Touko's packages can lead to unfortunate adventures, such as facing a witch with old regrets with Touko or meeting her sister, Aoko Aozaki.
Both Aozaki sisters are monsters in beautiful women's bodies, a fight between these sisters can do more damage than a bomber with the power to see the future.
" I've been waiting for you. We have something to discuss." Touko said, motioning me to sit down.
The teacher is serious, this is a bad sign. What happened, by any chance someone called her by her hated nickname and is planning a murder ?
" What happened? "
" I received a letter from an associate of mine who was contacted by your parents. It's about your sister, it seems she is seriously ill and in need of you, precisely your spinal cord or another more or less vital organ." Touko said, not trying to mitigate my sister's situation.
I'm having complicated feelings for my sister, we haven't spoken in a long time, in fact I've barely exchanged a word with her in the last few years, I send her a letter and a gift for Christmas and her birthday, nothing more, nothing less.
I don't hate her completely, but I don't love her completely either. Blood doesn't make water. I can live without a kidney, and having a priceless favor with her can serve me well.
" So what do we do, go to Europe, have surgery and donate my kidney to my sister, then come right back ? "
" No, you are going alone to Europe to help your sister, I have already booked a flight for you, you are leaving tomorrow morning. There are a few things I want to tell you before I leave Japan, and then I have to say goodbye." Said Touko, as she put on her glasses.
Good sign, a Touko with glasses is more immature and emotional, but she becomes much less dangerous.
" What do you mean by goodbye, won't it be like we never met again ?" I asked in a shaky voice, leaving Touko Aozaki, is a foreign thought to me, I've gotten used to being her personal assistant.
" I'm still a quest from the Clock Tower, I've been in one place too long, I need to leave and find a new hiding place, maybe in Boston or Hong Kong." Said Touko, not sure where to go.
" I can't go with you, I can help you with your luggage and maybe keep you company." I suggested, making up excuses on the spot not to leave me.
" Personally, I think the time has come to separate us, you are no longer a child, you are a grown man, you will be 22 in a short time. You can't stay by my side until I die of old age, you have to live your own." Touko spoke these words without a trace of guilt on her face. It was to be expected, she has always been a very direct woman.
" On such short notice. Separating from you like this ..." I can't find the words to express my emotions, I want to say so many words, but nothing comes to mind.
"The more I think about your departure, the more reluctant I feel. Whatever happens, I hope you can continue your journey as Magus.
It is true that we only met by chance, but no matter what the circumstances, I am very proud to have had you as my disciple."
Hearing these words, I momentarily lost control of my emotions and began to laugh out loud.
Although the words were short, they contained deep gratitude.
Next, Touko picked up a thin, long black box and handed it to me.
"Open it and look. This is my personal gift to you." Touko said, with a smile on her lips.
Slowly I opened the box. On the velvet-lined interior lay neatly an exquisite dagger.
"This is-"
"The Azoth dagger. It was meticulously crafted from heirloom jewelry. After being filled with prana, it can be used as a mystical codex. Use it as proof of your graduation." Touko explained, calmly and quietly.
Holding the dagger in her hand, she examined it carefully. My gaze fell on the sharp blade of the knife, and for a long time it doesn't move away.
I try in vain to keep a calm and composed face, but I can't, I can only prevent myself from bursting into tears.
"Touko ... I will truly never be able to repay your great care or live up to your expectations." I don't know what else I can say or do to express my gratitude.
"To me, you are the best reward. With this, I can leave with no regrets." Said Touko with a clear smile, then gets up from the sofa and leaves the room.
" Good luck my apprentice, show what puppeteers are made of." Touko said before closing the door behind her.
"I'll do my best." I replied, closing my eyes, thinking about what I have to do from now on.
XXX End Earned Memories XXX
" Guardian, Guardian !, Guardian !, Guardian !"
Altair's shout makes me open my eyes and I'm back to reality.
I immediately put my hand on my heart trying to prevent a possible heart attack.
I gasp, leaning on the Condor's handlebars, needing a moment to breathe.
'This is the same thing that happened with Ezio's training. A year under the guidance of a Master Assassin, including memories, habits, feelings all in my head.
But this time everything is multiplied hundreds of times. These memories are too real to be false, I spent 21 years in the world of Shirou Emiya.
The first 15 years seem like a realistic dream, but a dream nonetheless, except for the lessons about my parents' crafts ... second parents.
Perfect now I have twice as many parenting problems. One set of normal problems with Muggle parents, then a second set of magical problems with Magus parents.
But the five thick years with Touko Aozaki ... ' I'm using Hitman's cold nerves to put out the intense emotional fire inside me.
"Guardian, you feel good, you seem to have your head in the clouds literally and figuratively." Altair joked, clearly trying to lift his spirits.
Altair ... Hookwolf ... Parian
" Altair, it's just ... never mind. We have to defeat a Nazi idiot, once we do I can scream, cry, laugh. " I muttered in a hollow, sad, melancholy tone.
These powers will be my undoing if I had already started the battle with Hookwolf, right now I would have been as dead as Shiki's victims.
" Fulger." I muttered the magic words to activate my Magic Circuits.
My mind visualizes a Tesla coil firing several colored lightning bolts.
My Magic Circuits lit up one by one, 20 Magic Circuits of rank A, followed by 40 Magic Circuits of rank EX.
My body has warmed up slightly due to the activation of my Magic Circuits. A feeling that I consider very pleasant, like being hugged, only from the inside than from the outside.
"My dual origin seems to be working better than expected." I muttered in a low voice, as I sense a new resonance with the crystals present on my armor.
Making some mental calculations my Esper powers activated, the lightning bolts my hand releases changed.
Instead of the normal blue-white of a normal lightning bolt, these are a red-white color, not an electric or neon red, but a nice cherry red similar to Touko's hair ...
Ignoring this aesthetic change, I can feel with both mind, body, and soul that my lightning is stronger, more alive, more defined.
I release an electric shock through my body as my Magic Circuits are all lit up.
A stimulating tingle travels through my entire body, making me invigorated, my inner turmoil is quelled by the discipline and teachings I received from Touko.
"No longer a third class Magus, I am a second class Magus, with a huge empowerment to reach first class.
My Esper powers have strengthened, I haven't leveled up, but one month will be enough to reach level two.
Altair do me a favor, give me a sword, take control of the Condor and run over Hookwolf." I muttered, getting up from the saddle, setting myself up as if my motorcycle was some sort of skateboard.
" Guardian, the Condor is a flying High-tech motorcycle, not a Skateboard or surfboard, there is a risk of falling with such an unstable position." Altair warned me as if he were the mechanical reincarnation of both my mothers.
" My costume has magnetic hooks in various parts so I can't fall off the bike. If that's not enough I have some weak tricks with electromagnetism." I calmly explained as I picked up my yew wood bow.
I named it, Robin-002, a gift received from the Celestial Forge, coming from the Constellation Thief. Now it's no longer completely made of wood, I've made some cosmetic changes to it, as well as inserted some gadgets and reinforced some parts.
Now it looks like one of those precision bows used by sportsmen, only made of stronger wood than steel, with a bit of crimson armor and an elegant fantasy design.
I prepare three arrows, two rigged arrows and one arrow made with Red Fire Crystals, Hookwolf is durable can take an explosive thermal hit between the eyes.
" Altair, start the assault, I have Hookwolf in my sights, I just need to get closer to hit him." I stated, ready to strike the fake werewolf. Compared to a Shiki Ryougi with birthmarks, Hookwolf is a helpless little fish.
Mikiya do you have courage to marry and impregnate such a woman, or are you too in love to see the fear of those eyes that can kill astral concepts or worse.
" Guardian, just now didn't you need binoculars to see Hookwolf from up here ?" Ghost-Altair asked, clearly he is worried about me, very sweet, but now we have to be professional and get the job done.
" We can say that I have received some pretty useful teachings on how to better use the Reinforcement. Now help me keep my promise, show what puppeteers are made of !" I stated confidently, ready to face Hookwolf.
" Guardian, once home we need to talk between four ... three eyes." Ghost said, before swooping the Condor, taking me straight towards Hookwolf's ugly mug.
XXX
POV Narrator
Back on the ground, the argument between Nazi Supervillain and the neutral seamstress seems to take a turn for the worst.
Because Hookwolf begins to use his powers, various weapons and knives have come out of his body, beginning to transform him into his infamous form that earned him his normal.
Before the transformation was complete or Parian could try to do anything, a dynamic entrance happened.
A glowing arrow fell from the sky, followed by a flying High-tech motorcycle with four large retractable wings.
Hookwolf's eyes widened as the arrow exploded before his eyes, releasing glowing flames that intently heated the metal/swords that make up the Nazi werewolf's body.
Parian decided it's a good time to get away from the area and focus on protecting the civilians, you don't need a doctorate to figure out that a Tinker has just come to the rescue.
" Haaaaaaa!" Shouted Hookwolf, thanks to a pure instinctive reflex, instead of moving like Parian did, he covered his face with his hands.
" If I catch you ... "Hookwolf's threat was nipped in the bud by the Condor in Earth mode that decided to run over Hookwolf and crash him into a tree.
The Condor once done its task drives itself away from combat, actually Ghost-Altair is the one who is piloting the Condor, using the custom interface for its use.
Simultaneously when the Condor had its wings retracted, returning to Earth mode, the pilot of the transformable vehicle jumped off the Condor, doing a backflip.
Iron-Star as if he were a ninja or a professional acrobat landed standing in front of Parian and the audience of civilians, bow in hand and one hand on the quiver filled with 97 rigged arrows.
" It's okay, I'm an emergency hero ! " Iron-Star declared, aiming his bow and shooting his arrows towards the group of superpowerless Nazis.
XXX
Not too far from the fight between Nazi Lycanthrope, Super-Doctor and a Neutral Tailor.
The government heroes entered the scene.
"Assault, this is the console. A Cape fight is in progress on the 34th ,Hookwolf, Parian and an unknown Parahuman have been spotted. Intervention has been deemed necessary."
Assault raised a hand and tapped the side of his helmet.
"I'll do it roger, consul. I'm going to the scene of the crime. I'm going to get tough and save the day."
Assault heard a sigh echo from the speaker inside his visor and smiled.
Armsmaster as usual is all work, no play. He can be the head of the protectorate in one of the most troubled cities in North America. Where the heroes outnumber the bad guys three to one, but things can be worse with him in charge.
But that doesn't change the fact that Armsmaster has a stick up his ass and only Dragon can stand him for more than five minutes.
Assault, wasting no time, rushes down the road, passing by cars on his way to the place of combat.
Being the hero of the Protectorate closest to the area he will be the first to arrive, normally Armsmaster with his Armscycle or Velocity are the first to arrive on the scene.
Privately, Assault wonders what the new Parahuman was like.
A new hero or a villain? Preferably the former, the city in need of more heroes.
Could he be fun with a vibrant costume, a second Armsmaster, somewhere in between?
Assault didn't know, but it would be fun to find out. Meeting new capes is always fun, except when they're people like Lung or Kaiser.
At the speeds he was traveling at, Assault quickly reached the above location.
Once at his destination he looks around and finds:
A dozen Nazis lying on the ground with arms or legs bent in unnatural ways.
A lamppost cut in half, remnants of a fire hydrant swept across the ground along with a lot of metal from Hookwolf.
Speaking of the big bad wolf, he is in his human form lying on the ground, held by two large white snakes.
Hookwolf's head lies under the boot of a man in a red and white costume, who holds in his right hand a large sword whose blade seems to be composed of exotic blue energy.
" Scrappy-Doo, as a doctor, for your case, I recommend a long session in a maximum security prison." Said the likely new hero, ignoring Assault and the crowd of civilians who are photographing and filming the scene.
"Consul, this is Assault, Hookwolf is put down, I need a transport van. The person responsible for taking him down is a new hero from what I can see."
At that moment the medical themed hero turned to face Assault.
''I have a feeling it's going to be an interesting encounter with this new Cape.'' Assault thought, slowly approaching towards the red and white clad hero.
Continued ...
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Benefits / Article Jumpchain obtained:
Altitude Adjustment (StormHawks)(100): You've acclimated to life high above the ground. A robust cardiovascular system provides increased endurance and other incidental health benefits. Stagnant, oxygen-depleted air doesn't bother you and you can hold your breath for quite some time.
Air Assist (StormHawks)(200): The air itself aids and assists your movements. The more wind that blows freely in an area, the greater the boost you receive. Run across an open plain and feel the wind literally at your back, pushing you forward. Jump across an abyss and feel lifted by a sudden updraft. Find yourself in the middle of a tornado and make the wuxia masters weep with envy.
Crystal stockpile (200): You have a dozen crystals, each capable of producing effects of medium power and utility. One might record and play back messages, another might increase or decrease the ambient temperature in a room or project complex programmed illusions. In general, each of these crystals is capable of duplicating a piece of 21st century technology in a smaller, more efficient package. If you are not a Crystal Mage, the technology interfaces needed to control these Crystal functions are included.
Ultimate Research Lab [Ultimate Doctor] (Danganronpa)(200): Get a single research lab corresponding to the ultimate skill of you or a companion of your choice. It's a room filled with everything you need to hone your talents, with the most high-tech equipment available for your profession. Examples include a full library of important criminal cases for the Ultimate Detective or a tennis court with robotic opponents of varying difficulty for the Ultimate Tennis Pro.
* Combinations with Izuru Kamakura (from the same jump) to cover everything that can fall under talent with canonical examples including engineering, invention, martial arts, luck, and clairvoyance.
Puppeteer (Naruto)(300): You are trained to use a puppet controlled by thin strands of your chakra in combat. With training you will be able to use more complex puppets and perform more complex maneuvers with them, perhaps using multiple puppets at once. It includes training to care for and repair your puppet, a battle puppet to use it on, and increased skill in designing and building mechanical objects (such as ninja puppets).
Puppets usually rely on mechanical weapons, such as poison blades and napalm to inflict pain. However, particularly sturdy puppets can be used as shields and frontline fighters. The chakra strings used to control puppets are constructs made of concentrated chakra so that they can be seen with the naked eye, although an experienced user can suppress chakra so that the strings become difficult to see, or even invisible.
They essentially act as an extension of the user that allows manipulation of anything attached to their strings, like weapons hidden in a puppet at will. They can also be attached to other objects, allowing the user to control or at least interrupt other things. Chakra can also be transferred via the strings, in order to activate techniques that the puppets can use.
+ Magus - Magic Circuits [Quantity 40. Quality EX] (Kara no Kyoukai)(100): You are a magician, a practitioner of modern magic, and have dedicated your life to finding a path to the root vortex, or 'akasha', the source of all things, in hopes of using it for your own ends and reaching divinity, or something like that. Needless to say, you've had no luck so far, however there is a girl who may offer you a unique opportunity to access it. She also gets a set of the highest quality Magic Circuits are constructs similar to nervous systems that exist in the human soul and are used to generate magical energy, which can be used to preform magical vehicles. Simply put, it is your mana supply.
Origin [Spark] (Kara no Kyoukai)(Free): Origin is what defines you, a sort of instinct, that directs you and your actions. Every person has an origin, but few can choose their own. Choose a word, ideally one that you feel defines you, as your origin. You will be slightly better at casting spells related to your origin, and actions performed according to your origin instinct will be slightly easier to succeed.
Dual [Crystal](Kara no Kyoukai)(100): Okay, you have two origins. Choose a word that is somehow related to your first origin as your secondary origin. This secondary origin works the same way as your first spell actions and actions related to it.
Magus: Family Discipline [Gem Mystic Eye], [Fiber Transmutation] (Kara no Kyoukai)(100): You are a magus, and while there are some things that simply don't change among magi, there is an incredible variety of magic, and while there are some that devote their time to multiple schools of magic, they are really quite rare. You can choose a magecraft specialization to gain skill, this skill puts you head and shoulders above most of your peers, the skill alone wouldn't make you a top-notch mage, not by a long shot, but it lies a solid foundation to make you one.
{Gem Mystic Eye: Magecraft specializing in cutting gems and turning them into artificial mystic eyes. Famous Users: Yvette L. Lehrman}
{Fiber Transmutation: Magecraft specializing in turning bundles of cloth into familiars and using them to fight/treat/spy on the users: Hishiri Adashino}
Master of Puppets (Kara no Kyoukai)(200): Were you apprenticed under Touko Aozaki? Because those puppets you can make are almost as good as hers. Now you can make puppets, mystical machines, in (usually) humanoid form that respond to your commands, as well as puppet limbs, substitutes for body parts lost in humans. The abilities of a puppet depend on the creator, however they are usually incredibly durable, and strong enough, strong enough to be used by many wizards as security forces for their workshops and homes. While you may be incredibly skilled at puppetry, you are still not on Touko's level, nor are you able to replicate his spare body network ... Yet.
