Answers to comments:

RedBurningDragon: I like the idea of a battle doll with Alice Margatroid features.

For sure Iron-Star will use an Illya-style familiar in the future.

I'm not sure if Iron-Star can use jewelcraft like Rin Tohsaka, she currently understands how to turn jewels into various kinds of magical eyes, not turn diamonds into magic bombs, but in the future she can do something great with diamonds and the rest. precious stones.

Minnidog118: I really like to see that someone appreciates my character's personality, even I'm dying to write some scenes in here he'll cheat people with his dolls.

Edale: Translation error noted, I will correct it in the near future.

Chapter 7: A defeated wolf and a witch rises.

POV Narrator

Minutes before Assault arrives.

Iron-Star arrived on the scene via a dynamic entry, acrobatic jumps and a battle kickoff.

"It's okay, I'm an emergency hero!" He declared Iron-Star, aiming his bow and shooting his arrows at the group of Nazis without superpowers.

As Hookwolf recovers from the Condor's investment, his shaved-headed underlings pointed their guns at Iron-Star.

Too bad the poor criminals are so much at a disadvantage that they make people laugh.

The phenomenal entry of Iron-Star and the taking down of Hookwolf, one after the other in such a short ace of time ...

The little brains of these HYDRA fanboys are still processing what's going on.

When the least late in the group finally decided to try and pull the trigger.

Keyword, he tries to pull the trigger, because Iron-Star is better than them both physically and mentally, not wasting time admiring the scenery.

"I recommend some phototherapy." Iron-Star said, firing a rigged arrow at the group of Nazi idiots, who have grouped into one large group.

Perhaps against a normal person such a tactic can work, staying in one large group can intimidate a normal person.

But Iron-Star is not a normal person, in his professional opinion, a large group of steadfast and leaderless idiots are no threat, they are just a huge target for his arrows.

The first arrow exploded in front of the group of Nazis, no thermal or electrical explosion, instead it was an explosion of intense light that serves to disorient and temporarily blind the enemy.

"Haaaaaaaaa"

"Shit"

" I can not see! "

" Cursed! "

The idiotic Nazis weren't stupid enough to shoot a gun when they see nothing at all.

Instead of shooting and threatening to kill an ally and most likely themselves, they have launched insults, curses and cries of pain.

"If it doesn't show results, I can offer a short but intense session of electrotherapy." He declared Iron-Star, putting away the bow, then ran five times faster than the Olympic athlete who won the gold medal.

Iron-Star reduced the distance between the Nazis in a second, allowing them to give a deadly right wrapped in red electric energy to the biggest and stupidest Nazi.

Iron-Star's fist throws the big Nazi man into the air, but Iron-Star is not done with him, with his left hand he grabs his ankle and throws him at three other criminals.

To put it better, Iron-Star turned the big Nazi gorilla into a makeshift blunt weapon to knock out. almost half a group.

Iron-Star pulled out of a compartment of his utility belt, namely a compartment located on the lower back, a retractable cane of shiny platinum with a bright red star near the top end.

At the push of a button, the cylinder stretched to become a Bo stick, two meters long.

'My custom weapon received from the Young Justice Constellation. A retractable, detachable stick, with various built-in gadgets, including telephone, camera, binoculars. It seems the Celestial Forge knows I'm a fan of Robin, Nightwing, Chat Noir. ' Iron-Star thought, with a smile under his helmet, as he swings his staff as if he were a Shaolin monk, breaking the bones of the Nazis at the most sensitive points, to cause maximum pain but minimum damage ... for a Cape Brute.

"Being a doctor is very satisfying, you know how to heal a wound, but most of all you know how to inflict a wound." He declared Iron-Star, spinning his stick as if it were a sleight of hand, before having it shortened and put in place.

"I hate doctors!" Hookwolf shouted, attacking Iron-Star from behind, like a wolf attacking a deer.

Too bad we are not in a forest, if we were Hookwolf would have eaten his prey, but being in a city the result was different.

Iron-Star thanks to his body twice the pinnacle of humanity under the effect of the Reinforcement and with the speed of thought three times higher than normal, did not let himself be taken by surprise.

Getting down, I dodge Hookwolf's attack which once in midair can no longer change its trajectory which was another tree.

Smash!

A ruined tree that from now on has Hookwolf's face carved into his trunk.

Iron-Star using the energy provided by the new Magical Circuits, increases the strength in his legs made a huge jump backwards, landing on top of a lamppost.

Iron-Star stands with his arms crossed, watching Hookwolf from top to bottom, as a light breeze causes his two-piece cloak to move and sunlight miraculously hits Iron-Star in the perfect angle.

"Fido, you can stop spotting the territory, they came here to cure a disease known as: Stupid Nazi. I didn't come to document the mating rituals between retarded dogs and trees." Iron-Star at the Nazi metal werewolf around.

Civilians have begun to take pictures and film the event, with the appearance of a new hero, a new hero in a beautiful costume that looks capable, reliable, acrobatic and elegant, posing ...

Fear and panic are the last things that go through their heads, especially to women.

"Do you know who you're fucking with? You take sides against the Empire, fuck us when we're trying to conduct business. Telling silly jokes, little punk !?" Hookwolf shouted, clears his face from the tree trunk, ready to destroy someone or something.

"Dare to call me stupid, you, who try to make a surprise attack behind the enemy while screaming like a mad beast. Then you are not only barbaric and stupid, but also tactically incapable." Iron-Star responded, criticizing Hookwolf for his stupid move. Why do a surprise attack if you shout your intent.

The cloak of the empire seems trapped between the confused by the sheer boldness of Iron-Star and the wrath.

"You know who I am, I'm Hookwolf!" She shouted Hookwolf, standing up on two legs, now she looks exactly like a werewolf.

"I am Iron-Star, remember my name, cowardly hound breed!" He shouted Iron-Star, as if he were a king, releasing crimson lightning from all over his body.

Hookwolf doesn't know why but he took a step back.

'This hero is ... different from other clowns' Hookwolf thought, before getting angry and saying stupidity.

"I am a coward, I am a warrior!. Get off your pedestal and fight with me." He told Hookwolf, wanting to fight Iron-Star.

"No, you are just a bully and a coward. You try to use violence against a neutral woman who only wants to use her gifts to earn money honestly and make people happy.

You interrupt a show where the audience is largely made up of children and adolescents.

You attack the enemy from behind at the first opportunity and when you raise your voice you walk away.

If this isn't cowardice I don't know what it can be. "Iron-Star declared, listing actions that only a coward would do.

"I am a lieutenant of Empire 88, the strongest gang in Brockton Bay!" He exclaimed Hookwolf, claiming to be a big shot.

"Great achievement, you are the mascot of a group of retarded, cowardly." He declared Iron-Star, with a mocking tone.

"Instead of carrying out your sick cult of a long dead mad man.

You just be Nazi fanboys and behave like thugs unable to accomplish great things.

You have been in this city for almost three generations, what have you done?

Spending drugs, arms trafficking, forced prostitution, blackmailing people in exchange for "protection", littering the walls of the city with your symbols of hatred, beating people at night when you are at least ten to one.

If it weren't for the fact that you only target minorities you would be like any gang of criminals. "Iron-Star explained, telling everyone in attendance that Empire 88 is just another group of criminals, only targeting one type of criminal. victims.

"You don't even dare to get out of this small town and go to a big city like Boston or New York.

Why don't you make a point and demonstrate this superior race strength, fit for New York to fight Legend, he is in your sights, if he defeats him you can prove your point.

But you will never do such a thing, fight a homosexual, a member of a minority or a traitor to the race head on, when they are able to fight back. "Holmes said, putting forth a fairly true point of view, the crowd of civilians to began to murmur among themselves.

"The truth is simple, your so-called empire is a den of failed, weak and cowardly bullies, who have gathered in one place so that they are not crushed like the parasites that you are.

Your leader sits on his throne hiding behind his gang. All of you will do nothing unless you are absolutely certain that you are facing someone weaker than you.

Fear of not finding any more places to hide, fear of facing an enemy who is not outnumbered. Fear of coming out is proving that your propaganda is nothing more than empty words. "Iron-Star continued to heavily criticize Empire 88 at the end of this day, Iron-Star will be declared legitimate enemy of Brockton's Nazis. Bay.

" It's not true." Hookwolf replied, sounding desperate to everyone present.

"If what I say is false, why don't you come here and shut my mouth. Simple, without your gang to cover your shoulders, you don't have the guts to fight me man to man, maybe it must say beast against hero." He said Iron-Star, causing Hookwolf to attack without thinking, an enemy in rage, is an easy enemy to manipulate and defeat.

"Fido, you no longer have to worry about being Kaiser's dog and returning empty-handed to your owner. At the end of this day he'll be inside a kennel, if they can't find a large enough kennel we can give you a spacious cell and some chew toys. . " Iron-Star with his last words broke the camel's back.

"You're dead!" Hookwolf yelled, running towards Iron-Star, hitting the street lamp on here stands Iron-Star.

The lamppost is cut in two parts, but Iron-Star did not crash towards the ground.

Instead with frightening grace, Iron-Star made his fall turn into another stunt, followed by a kick.

A powerful straight kick to Hookwolf's face.

"Lovitura racheta!" Iron-Star shouted, activating the thrusters located under his foot at maximum power.

"My eyes again." Hookwolf yelled, taking a nasty fire attack in his eyes for the second time.

Iron-Star using Holmes' head as a springboard, plus the explosive power of the thruster, made a huge somersault.

Imitating a combat move by EMIYA, a fantastic archer from Fate Stay Night, which consists of preparing three arrows while in midair with his head down.

"Triple explosions înflăcărata!" He yelled Iron-Star, firing three arrows made with thermal crystals from the Storm Hawks universe.

The arrows flew straight to Hookwolf's spine and then exploded in intense thermal bursts that overheated his entire body.

"Haaaaaaaaa!" Hookwolf cried, falling to his knees, gritting his teeth in pain not from the injury he sustained, but from the damage his vital core suffered from the extreme heating of his entire metallic body.

"Your power allows you to enclose your flesh body in a core, then replace it with a malleable metal body. But how resistant your body is to two weak points:

One has yet to obey the laws of biology, without an intact spine you cannot stand.

Two your core is somewhere inside of you, but it stays connected to all that metal, if I can make a shot that spreads through your metal body you're done. "Explained Iron-Star as he touches the ground with knee and foot, one arm outstretched.

Civilians continued to be paparazzi and quietly comment on everything that happens, many positive comments about Iron-Star uncovering Hookwolf's weaknesses that no one else has ever discovered.

Iron-Star taking out a high-tech phone from the Watch_Dogs Constellation, pressing a couple of buttons.

In an instant the High-tech motorcycle aka Condor appeared again, ready to run over Hookwolf for the second time this day.

"It won't happen again!" Hookwolf yelled, spewing more blades over his battered body to mitigate the damage he took.

The Nazi metal werewolf has managed to grab Iron-Star's high-tech motorcycle and lift it into the air, ready to throw it at the red-and-white-clad hero.

"I want to see what you can do without your magical motorcycle ever." Hookwolf stated, smiling like a madman, seeing the big catch of him.

"Okay, I guess you win. But, before you kill me, I only have one question for you." Iron-Star said in a mocking tone as he stands up.

"Which is?" Hookwolf asked.

"Do you know what a modified V6 engine block powered by Class 5 Power Crystals sounds like?" He asked Iron-Star, reaching out to Hookwolf.

Adam's forehead rose. "No why should I ...?"

"Fulger." Iron-Star replied, snapping them firmly, in an instant the Condor released a very strong magical electric shock through Hookwolf's metal body, not enough ...

Beep Beep!

Hookwolf miraculously managed to turn around, just in time to be greeted with a pair of headlights and a roaring engine.

The Batmobile or in this case the Iron-mobile hit Hookwolf so hard that it broke a large part of its metal body that it suffered intense thermal and electrical damage, not common damage, but magical damage provided by SH (Storm Hawks) crystals.

Ignoring the vision of a Hookwolf literally torn apart by the impact, what is left of Hookwolf, a torso and a head, I fly once again into a tree.

"The correct answer was: almost silent, until it's too late." He replied Iron-Star, walking calmly towards the Iron-mobile or Triple-X.

The car no longer resembles a Peugeot 406, the car still remained white in color, but it resembles a futuristic car that could work even without the wheels.

The Iron-Star is covered in sleek, streamlined golden armor. Everywhere there are red colored drawings in the form of circuits.

The rubber of the wheels is white in color, with the spokes, metal tie rods connecting the hub and rim in the form of a pentagram similar to an alchemical star.

On the hood of the car there is the same symbol present on the chest of Iron-Star.

The bumper is incredibly large and reinforced, having several SH-crystals installed on it that increase power and kinetic force, it's no surprise that Hookwolf is in such a bad shape.

Oddly, the trunk appears to be the most important forward part of the car, even having some Batmobile-style rockets and thrusters.

Iron-Star, once arrived at the trunk, press a button on the high-tech phone, opening the trunk and other rear segments of the car.

Revealing that the trunk transforms into a kind of hyper-advanced portable workshop, the design is partly inspired by the Maintenance Bench featured in Dead Space 3.

But in addition to tools, spares, and some materials, there are a few different but similar utility belts to what Iron-Star carries right now.

Along with an assortment of heavy weapons, ammunition, SH-crystals of various sizes, high-tech batteries, futuristic chemicals and medicines.

Civilians who were in terror earlier today are euphoric paparazzi / groupies taking pictures as if their life depended on it.

Iron-Star at a large blue crystal and an instrument that looks like the metal hilt of a double-bladed two-handed sword.

By closing the trunk / portable workshop built into the Iron-mobile.

The red-and-white-clad hero approaches Hookwolf, as the wind dramatically blows his cloak, clearly going to be popular on the internet.

By inserting the blue-colored SH-crystal into the handle, two long blades of exotic energy similar to electricity appeared.

All at the right time, because Hookwolf managed to get back on her feet, but her size has shrunk considerably, she must have used a large part of her matter reserves to get herself back on her feet in such a short time.

"You finally decided to fight man to man." Hookwolf said, trying to sound scary, hard to be as you have been repeatedly treated like a rag doll.

"I'm tired of wasting time, I'm a busy man I have other patients here to take care of. I recommend a flea bath." Iron-Star said, pulling a trigger located on the hilt of his sword.

"Fulger Flash!" Iron-Star shouted, pointing the sword at Hookwolf, in an instant the sword shines more fully and starts firing explosions composed of exotic energy.

Hookwolf vigilant due to the last blows received, he managed to dodge the first blow, the second and so on.

The Nazi metal werewolf was so focused on dodging Iron-Star's exotic blows, that he failed to notice that the hero purposely misses him.

Actually Iron-Star wants to make it move to a specific place to finish it in one shot.

"Again, I recommend a flea bath." He said Iron-Star snapped his fingers and an instant later a fire hydrant exploded, released a violent jet of water at Hookwolf who is in the right place at the right time.

Iron-Star predicting where Hookwolf will crash and fired a series of exotic rounds that hit Hookwolf in full.

If the damage inflicted by the blows weren't enough, water is an excellent electrical conduit present in large quantities on a metal werewolf, another conduit for electricity ...

In short, Hookwolf lit up like a Christmas tree while he smells like fried polo combined with wet dog.

"I'll kill you even if it's the last thing I do in my life!" Hookwolf yelled, standing up on shaky legs, showing everyone his torn, burned and damaged chest.

"Toto, you should calm down, stress hurts your heart, trying to do the impossible will make your situation worse." He told Iron-Star, causing Hookwolf to attack without thinking ... again.

"Let's get it over with." He muttered the Nazi metal werewolf as he transforms his right arm into a huge monstrous sword.

"I agree with you, I have to get this done. Fulger!" Iron-Star said, holding his sword in both hands as his body is strengthened by magic and shrouded in lightning.

The hero and the beast ran towards each other preparing their respective blows.

The match so far dominated by Iron-Star has turned into the finale of a battle between swordsmen, the audience is devouring this moment.

Slash !

Hookwolf unleashed his blow with pure savage force, aiming for Iron-Star's belly. A wild and rude beast.

"Terminus!"

Slash !

The hero dressed in red and white launched his attack with precision and grace, pure technique. A calm and elegant man.

The shots were changed at superhuman speed and the end of this bout was stability.

In a corner, Iron-Star stands on its feet, the damage it sustained from Hookwolf's attack was mitigated by an energy barrier activated at the last second.

On the other hand, Hookwolf had no shield or protection to protect him, the end result was frightening, a Hookwolf cut in two horizontally, leaving him a mere torso with a head and a shovel.

Hookwolf trying to regenerate and reform a whole body, but he can't, too many extreme injuries in such a short time.

" I do not give up." Hookwolf yelled, trying to do something, but he only managed to sound pathetic.

"There are only two forces in the world, the sword and the spirit. In the long run, the sword is always overcome by the spirit." He said Iron-Star, quoting Napoleon Bonaparte as he approaches the helpless Hookwolf.

"Transmutarea șarpelui." He said Iron-Star, activating one of the spells obtained recently from an are from the Constellation Kara no kyōkai.

The two strips of fabric attached to Iron-Star's shoulder straps have transformed into two huge white snakes with red markings on them.

"What the hell ..." Hookwolf muttered, as the albino snakes weave around Hookwolf, locking him in an iron grip.

Iron-Star to mock him further, lifts his foot and steps on Hookwolf's head, hard enough to make him stick his ugly face into the asphalt of the road.

For some unknown reason or sheer coincidence Hookwolf's body has returned to its normal state.

"Scrappy-Doo, as a doctor, for your case, I recommend a long session in a maximum security prison." He said Iron-Star, ignoring that a hero of the Protectorate has just appeared on the scene, precisely Assault has just entered the scene.

"Consul, this is Assault, Hookwolf has been shot down, I need a transport van. The person responsible for the shoot down is a new hero from what I can see." He said Assault, communicating what he is seeing, as Iron-Star turns to face him.

'I have a feeling it will be an interesting encounter with this new Cape.' He thought Assault, slowly approaching the hero dressed in red and white.

"Good show." He said Assault, greeting in a friendly way the new hero who just defeated Hookwolf.

"Thanks, glad you enjoyed my performance." Iron-Star replied, in a happy tone.

"Not how much your new fans liked it." He told Assault, looking at how Parin was there to hold back the crowds of new fanboys and fangirls.

"Let me guess, now it's time for the famous public accomplishments, I have to be cute and hot." He said Iron-Star, quoting at the end of the sentence a famous spy penguin who has been to Madagascar.

"Is that a quote from some movie?" He Asked Assault, not recognizing the quote from a great animated movie.

"Finally, someone seems to notice my pop culture references." She commented on Iron-Star, happy that someone understands when he tries to make a comic reference.

"So ... you are a hero, aren't you?" He asked Assault, more to confirm an almost certain hypothesis.

"No, I'm Little Red Riding Hood, I was thinking of visiting my grandmother, but along the way I came across the big bad wolf who was bothering Pinocchio's sister. I decided not to wait for the hunter and be a good Samaritan." She joked Iron-Star, turning the last hour into a short story.

"Weird sense of humor, but we can work on it." He declared Assault, smiling, pleased that the new hero is not a second Armsmaster.

"Brockton Bay's newest hero, the Unsurpassed Iron-Star, at your service." Iron-Star declared, making dramatic hand gestures, while strange fireworks come out of nowhere around Iron-Star, to finish the little show the hero dressed in red and white has put himself in an enigmatic hero pose. .

"I couldn't create a weapon capable of creating energetic constructs of pure light, but I got a machine capable of one hundred and one special effects. You want to see how I sing Elvis songs with a holographic electric guitar." He asked for Iron-Star, displaying a blue holographic electric guitar. The power of Destiny emotes make a great show at parties, break the ice and make dynamic income.

"Are you related to Mouse Protector or Myrddin by any chance?" He asked Assault, starting to get an idea of what kind of hero Iron-Star is. He is not a control freak who never enjoys himself, worse he is one of those eccentric, weird and crazy heroes in the good sense.

"No, but I may be related to some king, if the rumors of the great-great-great-great-great grandmother are true, or I am a psychha entity from another dimension within King Arthur's body." He said Iron-Star, combining untruth and truth in a way that makes it all sound like a crazy joke.

"Piggot will have a wonderful day when I talk about you." He said Assault, already imagining Piggot's face when he hears that a new hero is some kind of eccentric artist-style Mouse Protector / Myrddin with a fantasy / sci-fi fetish.

"Prince Charming, do you mind staying until the vans get here? I wouldn't want to deny you your moment in the spotlight for capturing one of BB's toughest villains." He called for Assault, hoping to hold Iron-Star until Armsmaster and convoys arrive to take Hookwolf.

"No problem, I have the whole afternoon off." Iron-Star replied, having nothing better to do than get to know the heroes of Brockton Bay better.

XXX

POV Iron-Star

Things have taken a strange turn of events.

First of all he launches from a building, I ride a flying motorcycle, I fight a werewolf made up of swords and blades to save the life of a seamstress.

After defeating the villain I do a few lines and a little artifice show literally, finally found a use for Destiny emotes, as well as learning various dance moves for high school parties.

Now I am signing my first ever autographs, as a precaution I use my left hand to sign, so I cannot use spelling samples to discover my true identity.

Maybe I didn't have to mention Napoleon Bonaparte, my civil alter ego who bought a book about Napoleon Bonaparte last week ...

I'm exaggerating the paranoia again.

"For Noel Vermillion, my first ever fan. Ps. I like your blue cap - Iron # 1"

"For Greg Veder, my first fanboy, everyone can get big if you put in the effort - Iron # 2"

The numbering of the signatures was not my idea. Many cloaks had done this before me, including Parian. While it was considered bad taste to number signatures beyond the top hundred, those first hundred sets of signatures often ended up being resold in online auctions for thousands of dollars. Mouse Protector's # 1 signature was recently sold in six figures.

Part of me wants to do the first signing for Taylor, but that would lead to several difficult questions to answer. Maybe autograph number 25 or 33 will work for Taylor.

Once the PRT vans have arrived my new fanboys and fangirls have distanced themselves, signing more than twenty signatures hurts your hand.

As I watch as the PRT agents come out giving him vans I think back to the advantages gained while fighting Hookwolf.

When I landed on the lamppost, the Celestial Forge decided to give me all the material necessary to make a great heroic debut in style and face a wolf monster with everything necessary to do so.

Gift number one, a social power that will make people recognize me as an Iron-Star and will never get my name wrong.

Gift number two, similar to the first one just of being associated with a nouns, makes sure that one or two adjectives, for one reason or another, will be strongly associated with my name wherever I go. I chose Insuperable and Revolutionary, we might as well play big.

Gift number three, a subconscious mind boost that makes my body always do one to boost my social and cosmetic stats. Basically I have the talent of a professional model who is active 24 hours a day.

Gift number four, a gift similar to the number three, a small physical increase in the vocal cords and lungs combined with a mental enhancement on a subconscious level. Now I can shout all day in the names of my attacks and make all my battle moves look like a work of art.

Gift number five, a social empowerment that makes me a charismatic commander capable of being completely understood by the subordinates.

Gift number six, a great mental enhancement that in simple words multiplied / divided my brain into two parts. Now I can think and do two things at the same time. A line of thought devoted solely to combat, the second line of thought focuses on tactics as well as assimilating the gifts received from the Celestial Forge. My weakness of distancing myself while receiving the new gifts has just disappeared.

Gift number seven, yet another tattoo with strange powers, this tattoo increases my strength in proportion to how much damage / pain / trauma I suffer. Example: Taylor is killed in front of me, the pain I will feel will make all my strength multiply by dozens of times, maybe even a hundred times.

Presents number seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, come from the Constellation Bloodborne. They are a set of physical enhancements that make me more physically and above all able to handle weapons. In addition to granting me small powers with blood between here recovering health by attacking the enemy or sacrificing blood to create bullets.

Present number fourteen, two weapons from Bloodborne. My favorite weapon, the transformable walking stick and a pistol for doing precise damage at close range.

Gift number fifteen, a life-size Alice Margatroid doll ... of all things. At least I have something on here I work, Touko Aozaki's techniques will shine in this crazy world.

Gift number sixteen, a small bag full of Quicksilver bullets.

Gift number seventeen, a small bag filled with vials of blood, great for emergency healing.

Gift number eighteen, a set of tools and equipment to build and upgrade my weapons, but the most valiant equipment is the one that allows me to insert three runes with special effects in my mind.

Gift number nineteen, the knowledge of Byrgenwerth's Caryll Runes. I can write lyrics in the language of Bloodborne's Eldrich monsters. A scary thing to die for that could doom me to insanity, but I'm already crazy to be a hero. You can't break an already broken vase, you can't go crazy if you're already crazy.

Plus I'm Runes, Runes! Finally, I can use Ancient Runes, a type of magic he has loved for years. Touko taught me some modern runes-centered magic tricks, but nothing too serious or profound. Because I had to devote myself to the art of puppets.

My battle with Hookwolf was the most vivid moment of my entire life, I managed to defeat one of the most evil and infamous supervillains in Brockton Bay.

Part of the success comes from the fact that my Esper Electromaster power and SH-Crystals crafted weapons are perfect for fighting Hookwolf.

Electricity and intense fire are natural enemies for a living organism made up entirely of metal.

The other factor in my victory is luck and the element of surprise. I was able to study Hookwolf while I am an unknown element of here nobody knows anything. Thanks to the constant presence of new gifts from the Celestial Forge, no one will be able to fully foresee my full capabilities or think of creating an anti-me weapon.

It was a Smart move to place an explosive arrow and a smoke bomb when I fired the first arrow.

At the moment of my entry, I didn't just fire an arrow rigged with SH-Crystals of the thermal type / set it on fire. I shot two more arrows at the same time.

An explosive arrow to create a diversion or an opening which I did with pleasure.

The second smoke arrow, in case I lost here I could retreat using the smoke screen, but apparently it wasn't necessary today.

Once back at STAR-FORGE, I have to go through my new medical lab and create some super-drugs to present to the Protectorate. The cure for cancer, diabetes and leukemia are in my head, I have to bring them into reality.

Maybe I'll be targeted by a lot of people, but I'm a solo "Tinker" who criticized the Nazis in all possible ways, I'm already on the radar I might as well raise my worth for both the good guys and the bad guys.

Once my normal miracle medicine slot is done I can study the blood vials coming from Bloodborne, I need to know if me or someone else using them won't start the transformation of Brockton Bay into Yharnam 2.0, it would be a nightmare for the world whole.

My Runes of Caryll are already dangerous to the minds of ordinary people and a possible way forward for the Presence of the Moon and the rest of the Great Ones. But the disease of the Beast in a world full of Tinker and Bio-Tinker ... could result in an Eldrich hybrid of two separate species or an abominable Eldrich who can destroy Zion and the rest of the universe.

I'm exaggerating, yes, but such a thing can happen, yes, then I remain paranoid and cautious ... as much as is possible for a crazy person like me.

It would be safer to study the new SH-crystals and grow new crystals in my sera / lab. I could put some gravitational or velocity SH-crystals in the Iron-mobile or in my costume.

Stopping thinking about the many experiments I have to do once I get back to the Star-Forge.

I notice that three PRT soldiers have stepped forward to where Parian and Assault are watching Hookwolf still unconscious and bound by my white snakes.

I walked over to the nameless soldiers, the sociable government hero, and the short, neutral seamstress.

I notice that the soldiers are preparing containment foam launchers, but they don't. Instead they look at me for a moment then turn to Assault who gave them a nod.

One of the trio that I will mentally call Ed, Edd, Eddy, because they are three not too smart guys and above all because one is short, one medium and the last one is a giant.

Edd lowers the foam thrower, straightens his back and comes to talk to me.

"And ... sorry, I don't know who you are." He asked, looking tense and slightly embarrassed.

"My name is Iron-Star, don't forget that." I said in my serious and professional voice.

"Agent Eddie. Are these connections / operations your doing, Mr. Star?" He asked Edd, what is the probability of guessing his name, maybe I'm some kind of psychic or I'm lucky.

"Snakes are my beloved creation." I answered with pride in my voice, for my first "real" attempt to use the magic of my mother magus, I think I did a great job.

"Can you remove them?" Agent Edd asked politely.

Approaching the unconscious Hookwolf, I looked my new helpers in the eye. Can't wait to make more familiars, snakes are adorable.

"Scylla and Charybdis, înapoi acasă." I ordered my white snakes, which let go of Hookwolf, then jump on me, hook onto the shoulder straps and revert to their original form of fabric strips.

Agent Edd (Eddie) together you have friends of him Ed and Eddy wasted no time skimming Hookwolf and throwing him in the van.

"Armsmaster should be here any moment. Before he arrives, I must ask you if you want to join the Protectorate." He said Assault, in a friendly tone, I'm pretty sure he already knows my answer.

"I would like to say yes, but the Protectorate is not really my style, I am a free spirit I cannot work to the fullest of my abilities in a restrictive and rigid environment." I explained in the most sincere and nice guy tone that I can do.

"Well, I tried. If you ever want, the offer is open. I admit it though; it's not the best place for everyone. Sometimes I think we push too hard on getting young cloaks in the Guards or the Protectorate. Sometimes not all of them. they become a hero on the same strait and narrow path. " Assault responded, graciously accepting my refusal. He looks more mature than most stories portray him.

"First of all I wanted to thank you for your help, without you I could not have protected myself and the civilians from Hookwolf's fury." He said Parian, thanking me for the help offered recently.

"I'm a hero, my job is to help people." I replied, as the body moves in a way that makes me look like a reliable good guy and to top it off a short breeze makes me move my cloak elegantly ...

It will be hard to get used to this thing, being a permanently active pro model, with the wind literally loving me and helping me look more heroic.

"In civilian identity you have to be a model or an actor or you are some kind of Thinker to do such a scene. Great stage effects aside, you were really impressive while fighting Hookwolf." He said Parian, complimenting me.

A nice girl compliments me, besides Taylor no other girl has spoken to me on a personal level, too bad Parian is destined to be with Flechette.

I'll find my damsel in distress on the way ... better not, I don't have the time and patience to save a reporter every day of the week.

Maybe I can find my Asuna Yuki, a beautiful girl, Intelligent, able to fight, take care of herself and think for herself ... I am a man with high standards of ideal women, I was not a simpleton a couple of days does ?

My line of thought was stopped by the sound of a loud engine.

A blue colored Tinker-Tech motorcycle and its rider in blue tech armor, armed with a halberd has just arrived on the scene.

"Armsmaster you are late." He said Assault, smiling like an idiot for coming before Armsmaster.

" Who are you ?" He asked Armsmaster, pointing his halberd at me.

"My name is Iron-Star." I replied, pulling out my retractable staff.

"It will be a very long afternoon." Parian commented, sensing that things are about to get complicated from now on.

XXX

Simultaneously in a quieter corner of Brockton Bay.

'Nothing makes sense anymore. How did it happen ?' The infamous Emma Barnes thought, locked in her room for a long time.

'It all started when Taylor's boyfriend showed up a week ago.

The handsome hunk with bad tastes in matters of women, the only reason here is with Taylor.

No, definitely that weak Taylor wagging her tail on all fours for that guy every night to keep him on her side.

Typical for Taylor if he can no longer hide or run away and decide to sell himself to the first cute guy who can throw a punch and a kick. ' Emma thought, trying to rationalize what happened a week ago.

'Being beaten and humiliated to so many people wasn't enough. The Nazis destroyed my castle, my hunting ground disappeared.

The whole school blew up, all to find out who Shadow Stalker is, so the PRT forced Sophia and the whole family into the witness protection program. ' She thought Emma, remembering the moment in here she Sophia told him that she must go away for the sake of her her family.

"She promised that one day she will come back and make the manager pay her." She murmured Emma, almost crying tears of sadness at her friend's separation.

"I can't cry anymore. I'm a survivor. I can't just sit and cry anymore. Where to be tough for Sophia. I need to be strong, prove that I can stand by Sophia's side ..." muttered Emma, the delusional girl probably in love with her violent friend.

"Without Sophia ... what will I do from now on ... how can I see her again ... if I find the person responsible for the Winslow bombing ... but even if I find him ... without a cloak what can I do ... I I have no powers. "Emma muttered, trying to use her partly unstable, partly in love brain and what gets depressed.

A "great" idea popped up in Emma's head, alongside the long list of how to make Taylor's life miserable, Sophia Hess's altar, and the PhD thesis explaining why she's Brockton Bay's biggest fabulous girl.

Slowly the idea becomes clearer and more tangible.

"People weren't born with powers, they acquired them. Sophia explained some references to Trigger Events to me. There must be a way ..." she muttered Emma, getting a monstrous urge to get up and do something.

Slowly Emma began to visit and read every available source that she speaks about Parahumans. Websites, university documents, government studies etc.

Emma decided to make a PHO account as well and started asking questions there, without a moment's respite.

"I'll figure out a way on how to get my own powers. I'll give a lesson to those who dare to break the balance in her life. Then I'll reunite with me Sophia, one way or another." Emma stated, in a rumored future Yandere mad that she will cause a lot of trouble for everyone in Brockton Bay.

"First step a name from Cape ... Morgana, my name will be Morgana." She said Emma, giving herself the name of Morgana, King Arthur's greatest enemy.

Keep it going ...

XXX

They Call Me "Star-Lord" [Iron-Star] (MCU) (Free): Using your real name can sometimes be so boring ... or lacks the amazement and intimidation you need. Fortunately, with this you can designate a codename or alias that people will recognize you and the vast majority of people will associate that name with you. This does not guarantee that they will call you by that name, but they will know that it is a name that belongs to you.

The Adjectival Jumper [Unsurpassed], [Revolutionary] (Avengers - Earth's Mightiest Heroes) (Free): The Mighty Thor, The Incredible Hulk, The Amazing Spider-Man, The Invincible-Armored Iron Man ... it seems like virtually every hero of note has some addition to their name that is associated with them. Now you too; you can choose one or two adjectives that, for one reason or another, will be strongly associated with your name wherever you go.

Classy Contortionist (Bayonetta) (Free): Um ... that's something. You have an innate sense of pose that you can use, either to show your sensuality or just to take people away from their game. It has all kinds of applications and no matter what you will always look good. Put it in your battle styles or something.

Elegant Mode (BlazBlue) (100): You have no problem chaining awesome looking combos and can effortlessly shout out the names of your attacks while attacking, though it would normally ruin your breath. This doesn't actually improve your fighting prowess, it just makes you look cool. Survival.

Droid in Charge (NieR: Automata) (100): Never say you're not fit to drive. You have the charisma and demeanor to effectively lead large groups of people, as well as being likeable enough from person to person as well, and even give loyalty and trust in those who follow you, as long as you do their good. Even your followers will never misunderstand the choices you make as a leader, at least not when those choices are the hard ones. If you need to send someone on a suicide mission, you honestly have to, then neither they nor their peers will think any less of you. They have to do their best, just like you do for them.

Hack and Slash (NieR: Automata) (200): It might be surprising to hear how proficient the Scanner series is in direct combat. Most Scannerandroids never unlock their bodies' true potential, but those who do become incredibly lethal, even more so if they can combine their hacking skills with their fighting powers, although you are the first to balance. the two perfectly. Your mental processes have been multiplied on two equal lines, one dedicated to your physical body and the other to your mind. These two lines of thought allow you to fight hard even while actively attacking your robotic opponents or, more simply, think of a broader combat plan without having to stop fighting at the same time.

Can You Hear the Sound (NieR: Automata) (200): Black marks appeared on your skin shortly after your birth. You have no idea where they come from and neither does the Net, considering it a harmless anomaly. Don't believe it for a second though. There is a mysterious feeling to these tattoos, unlike anything else in this world. Or at least everything this world has seen for nearly ten thousand years. Ink marks contain genuine power that can increase your abilities by leaps and bounds, but only when you give in to your negative emotions. Anger, hatred, unhappiness - the worse you feel, the more you can make these signs grow and the more power you will feel flowing through your body. If you could get your whole body to become pitch black, you could end up with many times more power than normal, but such a thing would only happen if your life was torn apart and you were left with lasting scars.

+ Hunter's Identity (Bloodborne) (Free/Required): "You are a hunter, an individual who has been chosen by Hunter'sDream to take part in the hunt, dying again and again until your connection is severed at the end of this macabre nightmare. Enhanced from the sacred blood and thrown into this mess, where do we start? You entered Yharnam at the wrong time, or perhaps at the right time, receiving care and given the mission to end the nightmare that afflicts Yharnam. You can dedicate yourself to this mission, by becoming the only hunter of the hunter's dream, or leave the task to a particular hunter, you can choose to have memories of this world, or enter only with the vague recollection of a medical suspect soothes your worries before waking up in the rolled-up position. "

Hunter Aspect (Bloodborne) (Free/Required): "You were surrounded by blood, absolved by blood, and now you are obligated to soak in blood. Your purpose, whether imposed upon you or not, is now yours. How simple is just as good; You just have to Throw yourself into the hunt. There is a root in this nightmare, which exists somewhere in Yharnam or kingdoms accessible from this city. It may take some investigation to find it, but I'm sure you will find your way. there are few left here willing to speak freely, so pay little attention to freely handling these tools of the trade. "

Blood Echoes (Bloodborne) (Free/Required): "Blood Echoes, the persistent wills that keep writhing in spilled blood. Collect these echoes from any enemy you kill, by carrying them into your body, but you may also find frozen amalgam of these echoes in pools of blood with incredible minds or numerous kills will provide more echoes. With these echoes, you can empower various aspects of yourself, although each time you do so it progressively increases the cost of echoes, no matter how upgraded you are. Blood echoes can be freely given to others ".

Rally (Bloodborne) (Free): "After being injured in some way, you have a short amount of time in which bathing in the blood of your enemies will trigger a mild healing. Something about the effect of blood leaking from visceral hacking on a target will be fine. It's never very healing and it's unlikely you'll fully recover from anything too significant, but every little help. You don't have to be drenched in blood, but the amount it takes to activate Rally will be pretty obvious. "

Blood Bullets (Bloodborne) (Free): "At any time, you can sacrifice a significant, but not life-threatening, percentage of your blood to create a small stash of five blood bullets. When loaded into a weapon, they will change shape to fit the type of ammunition needed and they will work blood bullet loaded into a gun will match the caliber, it will become a shell for a rifle and even a flamethrower, although it is not capable of making it become something too complex. capable of producing bloody bullets in greater numbers, as using it again will cause bullets to lose cohesion single blood bullet is unable to take the form of significantly larger bullets, such as cannonballs, but if multiple bullets combined equal or at least close mass to the desired bullet are placed together, they will merge and take the correct shape. "

Visceral Attack (Bloodborne) (Free): "Due to the use of the ministry of blood on you, or simply because your state requires it, your inner beast has awakened. As with most hunters, it doesn't matter. which aspect you have chosen, you have the ability to tap into some of this power with great concentration and it allows you to perform much lesser feats when given the time, such as partially transforming your arm into a stronger, more clawed form for unleashing a terrible blow. The amount of focus and tension that this requires means that it is often useless in battle, outside of the opportunities you create anyway. "

Hunter's Skill (Bloodborne) (Free): "Once upon a time hunters had training beyond a weapon in hand, and more guidance than a pointing finger guiding them through the dark night. Though you may not be comparable. to those hunters of the past, you find yourself a step above those numerous wandering crowds. Refinement finds its way into every movement and you find yourself possessing agility competitive with that of beasts. This helps you dance and dodge brainless enemies. which you will often find in the hunt, dodging their random attacks long enough that it also helps to wield some of the hunter's more complicated tools, although perhaps there is a slight learning curve at times. Don't worry, there are plenty of prey with flat feet to practice on. "

Baby Gifts (Bloodborne) (Free): " To make sure you're ready for the hunt, you're given a choice of one of three makeup melee weapons and one of two projectile weapons. The two weapons of your choice will appear in your possession after the start of your journey.

The third trick weapon is the threaded stick; a sturdy metal stick that can transform into a chain whip blade. It takes skill to wield the threaded staff, but it allows the hunter to strike from a great distance.

The first projectile weapon is the Hunter Pistol; a fast, simple, high-damage weapon that is useful for short to medium range. This pistol is ideal for close range accuracy against nimble enemies.

Victorian Doll [Alice Margatroid] (Bloodborne) (50): "A life-size female doll in porcelain, wearing Victorian-style clothing. It doesn't" seem "to do anything, but it's cute and well-made. If you like to collect or play With dolls, I'm pretty sure it could become a valuable commodity. As opposed to this female doll with her white hair and flowing dress, or in addition to it, you can buy another kind of doll. This doll will have her own dress. of your choice, provided it can be found around here, and you somehow resemble one of the locals at your discretion.

Bag of Quicksilver Bullets (Bloodborne) (50): "A curious bag full of Quicksilver bullets. These bullets are infused with the blood of the wielder and will prove very useful when hunting as you take on beasts of various kinds. Although small and small. easy to carry, it can even hold twenty bullets per bullet, just like blood bullets, they can take the form of larger bullets or fuel by loading them together into specific weapons. The bag will automatically fill at the rate of one bullet per hour. "

Blood Vial Bag (Bloodborne) (50): "Special blood used in ministration. Once injected, the recipient will quickly recover from minor and moderate injuries, from injuries to bone fractures. The value of a single vial of this special blood it is unable to heal serious injuries such as the loss of a limb, but more blood means more healing. The bag is given to you full, somehow containing 20 vials of blood despite its small size. The bag will fill as the time, one vial per hour It works for anyone, but the nature of a hunter allows it to function simply by snapping it in the hand.

Workshop Equipment (Bloodborne) (100): "This is actually a pack containing a variety of tool sets and workshop equipment. The first set has some basic tools for repairing equipment and some more specialized tools for upgrading. of weapons with different Blood Stones. The second set allows for the slot and removal of Blood Gems; items which, as mentioned above, can greatly enhance weapons. The latest set of tools allows you to engrave Caryll's runes in the mind to gain their marvelous strength, or to remove them as well Caryll, student of Byrgenwerth, has transcribed the inhuman expressions of the Great Ones into what are now called Runes of Caryll. As previously mentioned, these can contain a variety of advantages and you can engrave them. up to three in your mind.

Runesmith (Bloodborne) (150): "Runesmith Caryll of Byrgenwerth was a scholar like many who studied besides them, yet they were aware of a special kind of knowledge. Inhuman murmurs behind the walls of the world gnawed at their conscience, and the only thing they could do was write them. Whatever Caryll heard, whatever skills they developed in transcribing words that humans could not possibly fully understand, they manifested within you once again. Even if you are no longer good at speaking the language of the Greats, now you can write their words, which keep that amazing runes can be imprinted directly into your mind with the appropriate tools, conveying their abilities, each unique and relative the word they represent. Be careful, as the unenlightened human can't handle too many words, which means only three or so could be benefited by the most perception hours, an understanding of the anomalies in the surrounding environment, will allow us to better grasp the murmurs of the Great Ones, allowing access to the writing of more runes.