BEST OC Maker: I deeply apologize for the wait, my B day was September 26th and I got a load of great books to read, not only that but I got some bad Author's Block, this chapter was made piece by piece, hope it lives up to your expectations, make sure to check the Author Notes bellow, now onto the story!
Inside the base known as the Project: Academy, a 14 year old roamed the white halls, the walls were made out of the same material as a S.H.I.E.L.D Interrogation room, super powered teens tended to be destructive at times after all, the hexagons had black linings between them.
The teen wore a black hoodie/trench coat with the Punisher's symbol on his back, he wore a black shirt underneath and long jeans, he also wore black combat boots with spikes on the soles, his hoodie had metal coating bellow the fabric, and a hidden blade attached to both of his wrists, he also wore a spiked belt. The teen had messy straight black hair and dark brown eye, yes eye, his right eye was covered by an eyepatch, he just had got out of his 'detention' for playing a prank on his S.O., Wolverine.
The X-Men apparently didn't enjoy having the academy's garbage dropped on him, the 14 year old sighed, at least he managed to last half a minute on the Peril Room's Volcano mode extra hard. As he entered his team's main dorm area he frowned when a water bucket phased right through him and fell on the ground with a loud splatter.
"Very funny Twyla," The teen frowned as he looked around the dorm room for his teammate, quickly he saw some pink smoke and smirked, then a 15 year old girl solidified from the pink smoke, which vanished altogether, she had long layered waist length dyed bleach blonde hair, her real hair color is a secret Phantom and their teammate have tried countless times to discover but to no avail.
Twyla had almond shaped half lidded silver eyes, her skin was a luminous pale alabaster color. Twyla was slim, slender and petite at 5 ft. Her face and screamed cheerleader despite the Project: Academy lacking any sort of sport team. She had a heart shaped face dark red pouty lips high arched delicate eyebrows and long lashes and high cheekbones. She had Peace, Love, Hope, and Tranquility tattooed in Japanese on her left arm, and has a small black heart on her left thumb. Twyla had large white angel wing tattoos tattooed on her whole back. She was scantily clothed, in nothing but shorty-shorts, a pink noodle strap and small sandals of matching colors.
"Oh come on Mat, that was a classic!" Twyla told him with a smile, the teen nicknamed Mat frowned as he closed the door behind him. Keeping his hood on.
"Mateus, told you that nickname is pretty stupid already," The teen nicknamed Mat and named Mateus corrected her, Twyla didn't seem to care as she went on her bedroom. The dorm rooms for each team looked pretty much the same, unless the teens in the dorm needed special equipment or larger space, gamma powered heroes like that guy who Mateus and Twyla pranked last week, next time they'd remember not to anger the Bulk, a black couch on the left wall, a large flat TV screen on the right wall, the controllers were right on the left side of the couch.
The bedrooms were divided by gender, the bunk beds on both bedrooms and the teens were free to add their own things to it, though there was a lack of furniture, the bathrooms were also divided by gender and in Mateus' team's dorm, the walls of the girl's bathroom were made of extra solid material, Stark class, that modification was added after Mateus tried to do some things that angered both girls, despite his step-father being Frank Castle AKA Punisher, Mateus lacked discipline and was quite a troublemaker, to this day nobody understood who had the smart idea to leave Twyla and Mateus, the academy's worst troublemakers, on the same team. Not that either were complaining much, if they weren't planking each other, they brought chaos to the entire facility.
Mateus fell on the couch with his hands on his head, too lazy to grab a controller and turn on the TV. However just as his bottom made contact with the couch the voice of his S.O. rang in the room, another thing about the rooms, they had speakers used normally by Director Johnson(A/N Yep, it's him/her, put on the reviews his/her full name and aliases and you get a cyber cookie!) or the team's S.O., in this case, it was the second option this time.
"Alright a kids! It's an Academy meeting hurry up! And Mateus don't be late or you'll wish that the punishment you just got happened again!" The voice of their S.O., the ever so friendly and kind Wolverine rang in the room, Mateus sighed annoyed and stood up, he learned long ago that when Logan talked like that, it was better if he listened. Twyla got out of the girl's room and went straight for the door, Mateus right after her, already knowing their teammate was probably there already. Both unaware of the shady red eyed figure moving through the hallways...
"So this is the famous Academy, looks the same as it did on the cameras I hacked," Artur commented as the jet's door opened and everyone stepped out. Max harbored some injuries from his fight Diablos, his major wounds were healed when the transformation reversed but the minor ones didn't, apparently the cut on his jacket counted as a major injury since it patched itself up. Olivia had some cuts and very few burns on her. Alex sighed, everyone besides Artur was a bit grumpy and most of them were pretty sore from the attack, before leaving Artur had fortified Stark Island's defenses as a precaution.
"How do you take everything so lightly?" Max frowned at him, Artur couldn't help but smirk. His right eye closed, probably hacking even more stuff.
"I don't take everything lightly, just the easy things," The 14 year old told him, Blade frowned and Rhodes wore an unreadable expression, S.H.I.E.L.D had already tried limiting Artur's powers, however the only thing that worked so far were EMPs, but they totally shut down his powers, but only for a few minutes, however just as they began to get more clues Artur's rebellious streak sparked up, quickly enough Artur had already began to erase all files about limiting his powers, if there something about Starks, was that they hated being limited, the younger they were, the worse they were.
"Besides it isn't like I didn't find out earlier," Artur added, however before more could be said, Rhodes and Blade got a call in their respective communicators. Artur, being the overly curious Stark he was, quickly hacked the communicators.
"Academy meeting, better go already," Artur smirked before either Blade and Rhodes spoke, then he began to walk in the direction of the Reunion Hall, the others quickly went too. Despite already seeing the entire facility, even the highly classified areas, Artur still checked out personally, after spending some time as a freeway vigilante he learned the cameras didn't always show everything.
However this time they seemed to do their job right, the white hallways and lockers looked pretty much the same from what he'd seen, and for now there didn't seem to be any dirty secrets related to the general area besides some nagging from politicians trying to create their own super powered gang, thankfully S.H.I.E.L.D made sure they understood that that was unacceptable.
Artur made an almost unseen flick of his left hand before two hovering trunks floated out of the jet and went right behind him, his package. Max eyed them warily, he didn't trust anything too high tech.
Artur went to his knees and touched the trunks, then the trunks twisted and changed like transformers before turning into two robotic dilophosaurus, each with a fairly large main body to carry the luggage safely before they vanished in the hallways ahead. The two red and black carriers went straight to the dorms areas. Making soft metallic clinks as their talons touched the ground.
"What happens if they are intercepted?" Max asked more our of curiosity than worry. Artur gave him an evil grin and Max decided not to pry further, not that he needed to because Artur gladly told him.
"Each 'trunk' has a defense system, so if someone tries to open them or take them off course, the trunks will immediately fire darts filled with lightened dilophosaurus venom, just enough to send a super-human back to bed for a week, a normal human would probably stay 2 months in bed though," Artur explained, deciding not to explain how he knew that a super human would be in bed for a week, that story was a big blow to his pride.
"Let's get going, Director Johnson won't wait long," Blade spoke up as they picked up the pace, Rhodes decided not to speak, Director Johnson lacked some of the optimistic comments of her mentor, but she could wait. Unless it was important, then she'd be ready to handle it with not a second to spare.
However that's when an explosion was heard further down the halls. Immediately WarMachine's face plate went down and Blade revealed his sword with a silent 'click'.
"Go get the Director and the other teachers, we'll handle it," WarMachine spoke, going all 'I'm an ex-Air Force Commander, do as I say or twenty push-ups' tone as Artur called it, then he hovered a few centimeters off the ground before going forwards, Blade ran after him leaving the teens behind.
"So, is it anonymous?" Artur asked with a small smile as his armor began to appear(A/N, drawing it was harder than I thought but I'm working on it), Olivia however, quickly made a clone.
"They said for us to go get the other teachers and the director, she can do that," Olivia explained before they went after their teachers, Max decided not to ignite just yet, knowing the other students, it could be just a prank.
Being positive however, didn't work, because a loud machine gun noise resonated through the halls and more gun shots were heard, Blade and WarMachine were fighting against something, or someone. The teens picked up the pace as Artur's lower body changed into a hover cycle, Max ignited and whistled as Hellfire went up on his HellCycle appearing with an unholy sound of the brakes and crackling of the flames.
"Race ya!" Artur exclaimed before shooting off, Hellfire let out a maddened cackle before going after him. Alex sighed before making a mana disk bellow her and going after the duo, Olivia and Ana glared at each other as they realized they were in the same predicament as before.
"Oh come on!" Both shouted angrily despite having nobody to hear them.
Apparently hellish hover cycles were faster than the most high tech hover cycle in the world, because Hellfire beat Crimson on their little race. When they arrived, they saw WarMachine in a small crater of wrecked lockers, the lights in the armor were off so Artur guessed that the armor was either rebooting or took some really heavy damage, Blade was trapped by some sort of silver strings and trapped to a wall. However Hellfire's empty eye sockets looked straight at the evil in the room.
Entirely covered by a cape and hood, with red eyes glowing was DreadString, dark silver wires like the ones trapping Blade slithered like snakes on the place his hands should have been. The feet were covered by black boots so Crimson couldn't be sure that the creature's entire body was made of strings, however he didn't have much more time to think as one of the wires flew straight at him, acting on reflex Crimson dodged to the left before firing a repulsor blast at the villain, however that's when he felt something slam on his right side and throw him at the lockers.
The teen was glad he had an eyesight sharper than a queltzecoaltus due to his helmet's amplification systems, however even then Crimson couldn't believe what he was seeing, the object that rammed him was nothing more and nothing less than the mysterious wire that he had dodged seconds earlier. Crimson then grunted surprised when another wire slammed his back and tossed him to the other side of the hallway.
"No way..." Crimson muttered in realization as he finished analyzing the mysterious enemy, the bright silver soles of the boots were actually intertwined wires, their tips however were spread all across the room, his enemy had the advantage of the area around them.
The red armored teen decided to measure his enemy's powers, so he began to rapid fire repulsor blasts. The figure's eyes narrowed sharply as the wires on his 'hands' joined together to block before another wire hit him into the air. Then some of wires around the room joined in a thick block of whatever material the wires were made of before ramming on the back of Crimson's head and slamming him on the ground, a crater around the armored teen. Crimson wouldn't stand up in a while.
Before DreadString could do anything to exploit his weakened enemy, he got rammed by Hellfire and barely managed to stand his ground as the powerful being unleashed a fearsome torrent of flames at him, DreadString's eyes narrowed as the strings spread across the room all went to Hellfire, however they melted as soon as they made contact, the molten material hissed on the ground, steam coming from the bubbling liquid, however that didn't bother the biker of hell because he charged right in with a roar.
Realizing the threat Hellfire posed, DreadString's wires made a huge cocoon around Hellfire, as they melted, they covered the demonic biker on the strange liquid, muffled roars were heard from the acidic cocoon.
DreadString then went on the offensive, Alex had just arrived since her mama disk wasn't as fast as the hover cycles, taking advantage of her confusion and surprise, the dark figure cocooned Alex with some of his remaining wires and an unseen smirk appeared as he looked on the ground, two strings had gone down in the underground of the Project: Academy base, seeking one of the things his master needed for the master plan.
However they were extracted from the ground by a powerful gust of wind, before he could even bother to turn to see his attacker another appeared, taking shape like frigging Obito when teleporting, Mateus had arrived, his left eye releasing a weak glow while his body took shape, in fact, his eye was not brown anymore, but entirely black with a golden X shaped pupil, behind him Twyla's tattooed wings had turned into actual wings, they were furled since there wasn't much space in the halls for her to spread her full wingspan.
"Give it up bub, or I'll have to play paper 'n scissors with ya," Wolverine had arrived as well in his black striped yellow suit, silver claws fully released and a feral look on his face.
DreadString realized that no matter how many rookies and older heroes he took down more came and even more were on their way. The dark figure swore under his breath, he'd need to remake his plan. Just as he was lost in thought a repulsor blast hit him in the chest alongside a torrent of searing flames, Crimson's armor had repaired itself while Hellfire turned the cocoon to steam by heating up to the max, pun intended. Even though now he was cooling down to the common heat levels he usually gave off.
"You're outnumbered, surrender now," WarMachine had finally rebooted, all weapons locked on DreadString, Blade didn't manage to cut the wires trapping him but he managed to extend them enough for him to get free, Alex used a mana cocoon to push the wires off her, taking advantage of their elastic properties.
DreadString didn't say a word, the silent villain couldn't use his true powers, not yet, he would need them later on, so he'd have to escape another way. His master needed him, and getting captured was not an option.
"Well then, I believe we will have to reschedule this part of the plan," DreadString finally spoke, his voice raspy and rough from lack of use, then all of the wires that were still solid went back within his body before his body apparently vanished, his hoodie and sole-less boots fell limply on the ground as a single wire snaked into the ventilation shaft before vanishing.
"What just happened? This guy... He has no scent," Wolverine stated as he grabbed the hoodie, however as soon as he touched it the garments left behind crumbled to dust. Mateus sighed as his eye went back to normal, Twyla's wings became simple tattoos again. Hellfire became Max again.
"What was that thing?" Max asked with a frown, the molten wires stung like hell, pun totally intended, when he was Hellfire, thankfully he got rid of it all. Crimson's armor faded and Artur was seen with a very displeased look.
"I don't know," Artur frowned, the second time he used that word in the entire day, the second time he used that word his entire life. Then he walked up to a small pond of the molten wires and put it in a small test tube.
"But I'll find out soon enough," The young Stark stated, he couldn't help but smile however, this was the most fun he'd had in a while. Then he turned to his old friend.
"Mateus ol' buddy! I couldn't believe that Castle actually allowed you to join this place," Artur greeted his old vigilante team-ups partner. Mateus shrugged.
"You do realize we're paid for just being here right? Also Fury made a deal, as long I studied here he could act without S.H.I.E.L.D or the special forces on our tail, how could he say no to that? Besides, the view is quite nice," Mateus told Artur with a whistle while eyeing the girls, the Stark rolled his eyes, his old friend hadn't changed at all.
"We better report this to Director Johnson, also we need to find out more about that thing," Rhodes spoke up, his face plate off showing his annoyed look. Blade nodded in agreement.
"No scent, a complete lack of light bellow that hood that I couldn't even see what he looked like, these weird wires, my voice recognition software getting any data on him, plenty of mysteries for one day," Artur decided with arms crossed. In the end Rhodes, Logan and Blade went to talk with the Director while the teens were sent to their dorms.
"Btw who's our the last member of our team? I couldn't get any files on him," Artur told Alex as they reached their team's dorms, the trunks were already inside and back to their normal shape.
"Now I got to unpack, see you later," Artur told Alex as he went in the male dorm. Alex sighed and fell on the couch, thinking about everything that happened that day. She hoped there wouldn't be any more of these surprises anytime soon, later on she'd think back and realize how peaceful it was back then...
Allastor walked in New York City, he wore a brown jacket covering his normal attire. Allastor had his hands in his pockets, some former H.Y.D.R.A contacts informed him of a possible location for the elusive DreadString on their last living moments. Now he was heading there. The boy eyed disgusted as SpiderMan passed over him with his webs, his son, the Amazing WebShot, a 15 year old vigilante, he wore a modified Spider-man suit. It still had the web designs, but instead of blue and red, he wore purple and black, a color scheme Allastor approved. There were white bands around the wrist and ankle areas. His gloves had metallic knuckles, an interesting idea.
The demonic teen then looked at a nearby ally to see a bunch of homeless people hunching towards a fire burning on a garbage can and then looked at the spider based heroes passing by without batting an eye to them, Allastor released a small growl of disgust, heroes had forgotten what they represented, and he would remind them, that he would. Then he continued his way to find the figure his uncle had told him about.
Unknown to him he was being followed, a 14 year old girl with dark brown hair going down to her back, black eyes and resembling Artur enough to look like his female clone, which she was. She wore a dark violet jacket, short jeans and spiked boots. Another 14 year old followed her, his right eye was neon green and his left was blood red, he was about 6'8 and he has pale skin, his hair is pure white and reaches to his knees and its also very messy, he also had fangs, he was covered in scars and stitches, he normally just wore a pair of jeans and a black tee-shirt. However since he was in the public, he was wearing a hoodie and shades as well so he could disguise himself as he accompanied the girl.
RedSkull gave them an assignment, and they were ready to follow it. As they passed by the alley where Allastor saw the homeless dudes, the boy gave them a hungry look.
"Don't even think about it Lyzander, we have no time for your afternoon snacks," The girl frowned at him, the boy sighed and continued to follow her as they tailed Allastor from a safe distance.
"It would be pretty quick, besides nobody would miss a few homeless dudes," The apparently man-eating teen sighed, Laura glared at him. Lyzander sighed in defeat, arguing with the girl in front of him could be catastrophic for him, besides he didn't want to be on his crush's bad side.
"Now come on, we got a job to do," Laura reminded him as they kept going, Lyzander stared at her for a second before sighing again and continuing. He just hoped he'd get to eat someone by the end of the day...
Author Notes:
BEST OC Maker: Hope it wasn't too rushed, I tried not to be rushed with the chapter, hoped it made up for the wait guys, I was going to finish my next Digimon: Chronicles chapter before this but I got an inspirational rush and there ya go, these introduction chapters will take a while, however I hope I can make them good enough, tell me in the reviews what you guys think, remember that your comments are what keeps this story going, oh and if you have any ideas for the story put it in the comments too, perhaps if I like them enough I'll add them to the story, also check out my Inheritance story, Inferno, so yeah, read, review and enjoy the story!