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Harry looked at the mini reactor he created. It was the third he had made since he was locked in this lab. The first thing he created when the timer started was a medical serum.
He made a serum that strengthens bone density. He made sure not to make something of great quality, a healthy intake of calcium and iron for two years could do what his serum does. The next thing he made was the weapon itself. A sonic missile that could really make a big bang and distroy anything not protected from vibrations. The missile won't work though without a power source, a mini atomic reactor.
Next he made the jet engine. The jet engine was what took the most time. The engine will be able to send things to go ten times as fast as a missile in the air. Power won't be a problem because he will put a reactor in the thing. What became a problem was motion. The engine could make the jet move fast but the speed would be a problem. Creating an inertia dampening system would have been doable but it would have taken so much time. Instead Harry created a hardlight shield that will appear under the jet and cause the jet to glide on it, therefore reducing the excessive motion felt when inside the jet. This engine will need a new type of jet though and won't work on a any normal jet. It will need some type of air gliders. The thoughs of air gliders filled Harry with so much excitement. He couldn't wait to ditch this AIM idiots and go back to inventing cool things. Shielding the glider was also important because with shields the glider can never crash. If there's an accident and the hard light shield system is not destroyed, the glider will never crash cause the hard light shield have its own gravity.
After Harry was done creating the engine he had started on creating the atomic reactors. The first reactor he created was the one they asked him to. It was a reactor that had a high tech round solar panel around it. The solar panel drew thermal energy from all around the reactor and made sure it never ran out of juice, it also acted as a backup power source. The reactor won't be able to power more than a power plant could but the high solar panel Harry created and fixed around it will make sure that its energy source never run out.
He created two that afternoon. One was the one he needed for this AIM test and the other was the one he needed to power the glider engine. The one he just created, two hours before his forty eight hours deadline, was meant for the sonic missile.
He began fixing it to the missile and his mind wandered to how it was so easy to use science for destruction. Since he started selling ideas, he'd never sold a patented weapon tech. If he did he'd have been a billionaire by now. Science is an easy weapon for destruction and mad people are known for thinking chaotic thoughts. Harry is not only a professional scientist but also an insane one. Comparing this sonic missile to the most dangerous weapon he'd designed before this was like comparing a bone dagger to an atomic bomb.
Harry fixed the reactor to missile and closed the hatch where the power source laid in.
Now he was done. He knew that the AIM agents will soon come for him but they didn't know that he had prepared for them.
After he made the mystery voice in the shadows stop talking to him he started his work. To them it took him eight hours to prepare the medical serum when in truth it took him just two hours. He used the remaining time to pretend that he was still making the serum when he was indeed doing something else. First he marked where the cameras and and speakers were situated. He noticed that they were less cameras near the eating and sleeping area. The bathroom was there so he guessed they didn't see the need to watch him sleep, piss, and eat from all angles.
Luckily the engineering lab was also close to this living area. In the engineering lab he made different useless metals with his Pottertizer. Normally it took minutes to synthesise something with the Pottertizer but Harry made it seem like it took hours to do so. His extra time was used to create the things he will need to escape this place, underneath the table top. Ahead of him were cameras mounted high up on the walls, but since he was not standing upright they couldn't see what he was doing. Behind him was the glass screen that divide the lab from the living area. There were no cameras behind him and the one in the living area were not in an angle to capture what he was doing.
Good thing AIM wanted their cameras to be hidden or they could have used rotating cameras. It would have been harder for Harry to do what he did, not impossible but extremely hard. He would not have had the time to do things just right and would have needed to ask for more time. Just to be save, though, he made sure the first medical serum he created exploded in his face. It was not an accident. The gas the failed experiment released could cause some serious health issues if breathed in It could lead to death in just about twenty minutes. Harry had to wear a gas mask but this kept any AIM agent from trying to check up on him.
The first thing he did however, for his escape plan, was create a mini tech that will filter any poisonous agent that enters his body out through his ears. He implanted this wonderful device in his chest. Next he made three different ignition systems that he later fixed to the reactors. The third thing he made was a hard drive. It had taken him time to hack into AIM but not as much time as it would have taken if he was not using one of their computers. And as he later found out, this lab was the personal lab of the AIM director of the entire Europe, Yelena Belova. The lady's computer was connected to the computer systems of all the other AIM branches all over the world. It took Harry just two hours to hack into their systems and download all their data into the hard drive he created then the hard drive became another implants.
With this many implants Harry has another thing to thank the Dursleys for. Their abuse gave him a tolerance for pain that could only be matched by victims of Nazi EIT.
He created an application that will be activated and send a deadly computer virus to all AIM computer systems when all the computers in this facility is distroyed. But that's not the only thing the application will do. It will also download the entire internet and send the data to each AIM computer all over the world. Harry doubted that AIM computers' data storage will be able to handle that. For now the app will remain as a sleeper agent until it's time for chaos to commence.
The last thing he created with his extra time was a remote that he implanted in his arm. This remote had just three functions. Those functions will begin the downfall of AIM. Will this, his plans, actually end them? Certainly not but it will be the beginning of their end.
Harry checked the time and saw that he still had almost two hours to kill before the forty eight hours he promised AIM will be up. He decided to challenge himself. If he was going to hit AIM hard why don't he make it a big bang. He went to the missile and began making some modifications.
When he hacked into AIM he saw the locations for many of their bases and facilities, he also saw the locations of some HYDRA and Maggia bases. He was going to hit them all. First he made the missile to be as bulky as a truck. With the high tech gadgets this lab had that only took twenty minutes. It made Harry wonder why Ms Belova have a private lab. A lab she herself had no use for. He noticed on her computer that she had a strange interest in him since he became a mighty name in the science world and and gussed that she must have built the lab for him.
Perhaps she envisioned me to be the Howard Stark to her Captain America.
Harry fitted the now bulky missile with hundreds of mini missile. Powerful mini missiles that were powered by a battery many would have called strong, but Harry thought as alright.
Then he began reprogramming the missile. He programmed them to be voice actived and put the device that will transmit the activation phrase under his tongue. Then he programmed the missiles to automatically head to the their targets when launched. They will use a secret satellite HYDRA had in orbit that Harry saw when he hacked AIM to lock onto their targets location. Just for fun Harry added another programme to the missile and set its target as Azkaban. The parent missile itself will head to the prison island and with its atomic reactor core it's going to make quite the bang.
The Ministry thought that the Wizarding prison was in a remote island, but Voldemort knew it location and Harry had Voldemort memories. If anyone watch the missile they might just think that it's heading for an empty part of the Atlantic Ocean till it impact on the great prison.
We will see if dementors can survive an kinetic slash atomic blast equivalent of over a hundred kilotons.
He did this because he subscribed to the Daily Prophet and when Black escaped he saw that the Ministry was planning to deploy dementors to not only go after him but also guard Hogwarts. In a way, he was doing the Wizarding World a favour. Now that Black was gone, no innocent will be caught in the blast, not that the Wizarding World was aware that Black was innocent. The Aurors guarding Azkaban didn't actually stay on the island they stayed on a far smaller magic-made island near Azkaban.
Figures, no one will want to live with dementors. But they will soon become a thing of the past. Magical wards only protect from magical attacks. The missile will just be like a falling, unenchanted object. And from my memories of Voldemort, who knew each and every ward around Hogwarts, the ministry, and Azkaban, I know that the the wards will try to stop the blast from exploding out instead of shielding the place from it. And this will put a serious strain on it and cause a backlash that will be worse than the atomic blast.
Harry was very curious to see what the backlash will cause. Magic was a fickle and volatile mistress. The result might just be a strange vortex leading up to space, after all, no one has ever mixed an atomic black with powerful magical backlash in the same pot before.
He was excited about this because in a way it was an experiment. A very dangerous, unstable, and unpredictable experiment.
Lastly he removed the ignition systems he had fixed on the bulky missile. It could still cause quite a good fire so Harry placed it in his pocket.
He was doing that when six AIM agents entered the lab wearing gas masks. They spread around and surrounded him.
Well, guess they went shopping at Harrods.
The mask made their bee keeper uniform look better, though, better but not nice. Just better.
"You have proven yourself worthy of being a servant of AIM and working beside the Scientist Supreme, so follow to begin your initiation," the lead agent announced.
Harry nodded quietly and followed them. He saw some break off to carry the the things he created out of the lab. He tried not to worry. He was certain they were taking them to be checked by other scientists. That means he didn't have much time before the extras he added are discovered.
If the agents escorting Harry to wherever they were taking him, noticed that he was quiet for once since they took him, they hid it well or were just not concerned.
Harry would have talked though if not of the audio transmitter he had under his tongue. Talking might have also delayed his plans.
This time they used the elevator instead of the stairs and Harry was thankful for it. He was also glad when he saw the inside of the elevator. It won't be enough to fit the missile and the glider engine so the agents carrying those will have to take the stairs.
The initiation place happened to be in the basement of the building. They left the elevator and Harry was escorted into another lab, a medical one, different from the one he pretended to wake up in days ago. There was a screen dividing the medical lab from a viewing area.
Harry was placed on a bed with straps on it. When he saw that the bed had straps on them he grew worried. Thankfully he was not strapped to the bed. When he looked at the screen he was her in all her blonde glory, Yelena Belova. She was staring straight at him and her body language could be interpreted with just a single word, anticipation.
Beside her was someone Harry would not have been able to recognise if he hadn't hacked AIM files. It was the Maggia goon known as Hammerhead.
So I'm of interest to both AIM and Maggia. Good to know.
The doctor that he met days ago entered the room and removed Harry's gas mask. He wondered if the man was the only medical doctor this facility had. Or perhaps he was a surgeon.
Harry was getting nervous so he focused on his breathing. "That's good you are going to be just fine," the doctor told Harry as he prepared an injection.
Harry looked away from him to gaze back at Ms Belova. She was so beautiful. It was made him wonder how something so fine could have a heart this evil. He remembered his mother and dropped that line of thought.
It's been established, beautiful people could be very wicked.
The thought made him sad, especially when she gave him a smile and he heard her voice through the speaker in the medical lab. "Just relax and you'll be fine. We will achieve greatness together, Young Lehrling."
He had only one word to describe her voice, sensual. He could not understand why he was describing her with single words.
It must be the Russian accent messing up my mind. Damn, of all time for my teenage fantasies and hormones to kick in.
He almost reconsidered his plan. Since he saw her picture on her computer something became wrong with him and he couldn't let her die here.
Funny enough Harry didn't care about saving the brainwashed victims, just the lovely Ms Belova. He adjusted his plans a bit as the doctor brought the injection to him. He started a conversation with the doctor. "Did I ever tell you that science is a hobby to me as much as it is a passion?"
"No, you never did," the doctor said as he leaned forward not noticing or not caring that Harry was talking weirdly.
"It is. I also developed a hobby for dancing, especially acrobatics. Acrobatics led me to my truest passion. It wouldn't have been a passion if I didn't grow up with abusive relatives that made me hunger for the power to be able to defend myself. Do you know what this passion is?" Harry asked before using tongue to maneuver the transmitter to rest between his teeth without opening his mouth.
The doctor placed the injection tip on Harry's arms after using a razor to tear through the bee keeper gear Harry wore. "The answer to your question is no, Mr. Potter."
"The answer to my question is," Harry as he pushed his arm away from the doctor and picked the transmitter from his mouth, he pressed it closed to his lip and continued, " Karate is my passion, so kiai motherfucker."
Immediately Harry said the activation phrase nothing happened. He had trust in his tech though so while Yelena and the doctor were looking at him, baffled at his strange actions, he grabbed the razor the doctor used earlier and used it to slice his upper arm open. He screamed and dropped the blade then he quickly grabbed the remote he implanted earlier out of his arm and the implants he warned Lily Evans Potter about went to work closing his self-inflicted injury. The implants in his head started dulling the pain.
It was as Harry jumped up from the bed the alarms started ringing. He was sad that it took that long for his missile to be activated since he said the phrase but was glad that it was activated at all. He rushed to the dividing screen and crashed through it. He made sure to control his crash and his leg landed on the back of Yelena's head, knocking her out.
Before she could wake up and boot up her Super Adaptoid cyborg part, Harry pressed the remote and shut the android part of her down. She stayed down then.
From the hacked files of AIM Harry saw their different creations. The ones that freaked him out the most was the Super Adaptoid and the Cosmic Cube. MODOK was not something he saw as challenge so that one only made him curious.
When he found out that the young woman he had a crush on had been turned to some kind of abominable cyborg he studied how she was made and made copy of her remote control and added it to his ultimate remote.
He picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. It was a struggle but the thirteen years old professor maneged. He was going to send his dojo master a nice gift when he get out of this place.
He heard movement behind him and turned to see Hammerhead rushing at him. Harry's mind was already calculating his situation faster than some computers could figure out simply multiplication.
From what he knew from AIM files, Hammerhead's weaknesses was his mental instability and the fact that his unsual exoskeleton didn't protect him from waist below so before Mr. H could bring to bear the incredible strength provided to him by the exoskeleton, Harry brought out the ignition system he kept in his pocket, activated it and threw it at Hammerhead's legs. Flames rose from the ignition system like a blowtorch and Harry was out before Mr. H could recover.
He ran like the devil was behind him. The weight of Ms Belova was a tad disturbing but his implants helped him compensate by pumping chemicals into his muscles and bones. Soon he reached the elevator. He punched in the second floor which was the entrance floor.
The elevator opened a minute later, making Harry thankful that the basement was where he had been taken to and not the top floor. He used his bare hands to smash the elevator buttons and reap them apart till only sparking wires remained. His hand was a bleeding mess but his implants were already working on fixing it. As it happened he beat AIM thugs to the entrance but they had a surprise waiting for him. The doors were bulletproof and they had been secured. There was little time available to hack the door open so started quickly.
There was another elevator at the other end of this entrance hall and he kept his eyes on it. His fingers started taping quickly on the only part of the mini computer that served as a relay point for the door security. It was not covered by bulletproof casing as it was a keypad. The first thing he did was try to mess up the security system by transferring the door security to the windows. That will confuse the computer long enough and give Harry time to destroy it without it booting up its security shield.
He used his both hands envelope Yelena's legs. "I'm sorry for this," he whispered to her the used her back to smack the bulletproof glass that held the small computer in control of the door.
He did this simply because Yelena was wearing a strong bullet proof skintight leather suit and was quite durable herself. After all, she was a product of the infamous Red Room.
He smacked her back against it again and the bullet proof glass cracked. The third smack did it and the glass casing shattered. The shields were booting up now and Harry heard the ding of the elevator. He quickly smashed the computer with his feet. At this moment he took a second to mentally tap himself on the back for buying standard shoes.
The elevator doors opened and the entrance doors began to malfunction. The entrance slid open and Harry rushed out still carrying the Russian assassin. The thugs that rushed out of the elevator quickly opened fire but the malfunctioning door closed after Harry slipped through. Before they could open again Harry started making his way out of the facility that was disguised as a private hospital. When he knew he was out of range he looked up and saw the roof of the building smash apart. His missile came soaring out of the building. The bulky missile started flying high then he saw it split open and launch hundreds of smaller missiles.
The thugs rushed out of the facility and were running towards him. Harry smiled at them, held up the the remote and clicked the third button. The ignition systems he left in the reactors ignited.
A deafening boom resounded everywhere as the reactors blew up taking the facility with themselves as he clicked the self-destruct button. The guards that were rushing towards him flew to kingdom come and Harry would have joined them if he didn't click the last button quickly.
A canister elongated from the remote and Harry aimed it at the neighbouring property's rooftop. A rope made out of hardened chemicals shot out of the canister. Harry took control of the ropes momentum to whip it around the railings of the rooftop and then he swung as fast as he could. Sadly when he was making this he never thought about carrying someone else along for the ride. His hand burned from holding onto the rope with the extra weight and it began to loose from where he had wound it around the railings. Halfway, the middle of the rope began the slowly come apart.
The force of the explosion's blast helped him and his extra baggage get past halfway but after that, the rope cut loose and the young doctor was glad the property the rope was attached to was just two floors high. He shifted Yelena so she wouldn't fall on him. The impact was still felt and he was certain he had a concussion for some moments.
He just laid down there bleeding. His implants were fixing the damages done to his body but they were not doing so fast enough.
The concussion began to get to him. He saw his Vernon pull out a belt and wipe it across his head. He wondered why he didn't feel it hit him. He was confused and delusional now.
Petunia ran out of the kitchen and threw a kettle filled with boiling water on him.
'Why did you leave the water to boil, you useless freak. I told to just heat it up so I can make warm tea for my Dudders. What did you do, you left it to boil. I will teach you how to obey simple orders today.'
'Your thrice damned whore of a mother and your useless father left you here because even they can't stand a nonentity like you,' Vernon Dursley spat. 'One day, soon, I will make sure to do this world a favour and end you. You deserve to be brutally destroyed you bloody nuisance. You are a waist of existence.'
Harry was confused. Why was he not feeling the hits?
Vernon rushed out of the attic holding a hammer. Harry made to run out of the house but Dudley blocked the door. He ran to hide behind the chair and Vernon dived and brought himself down upon him. The blow from the hammer landed on his arm and cracked his bone like it was made of glass.
He received another blow to his back. A third to his legs, and a fourth to his head. The last left him bleeding on the floor and he blacked out. He will later wake up in a free publichospital and go through various surgeries. The Dursleys will tell everyone that he fell from the window of the top floor.
Harry heard the noice of police sirens and he started blinking trying to regain his mental stability.
He's on a tree near the public park in the night and Dudley was down shouting at him to come down.
"Dad say you should come home and make dinner or he will come to carve you up and sell your organs for money," Dudley relayed the message he was given.
Harry young eyes widened in fear. More than ever he wished he had magic. But he assured himself to keep on going with science. According to what he have been reading in science fiction if he study harder and harder he might be able to deliver himself from this situation. He consoled himself and started climbing down. If he stay up there Vernon might very well carry his threat out. If he go back now all he will get is some serious beating.
He shook in fear as he landed on the floor and Dudley rushed to start pummeling him. At least beating was not death. He refused to die without achieving his dreams. He refused to die without making those who made him suffer go through things that will make the devil himself heartbroken.
Death was no option, death would wait.
Harry kept hearing the sirens and he started hearing voices. His eidetic memory made him know that he had a mild concussion and he was not back with the Dursleys. His perfect memory and his implants managed to make him somewhat aware of his surrounding.
That was enough for him to get up. He placed the remote in his pocket. If he was strong enough he'd have taken off the AIM gear but he didn't even think of doing that. He was about to stagger away when he saw the beautiful blonde lying, passed out, beside him.
She looked familiar and it took him some time to remember her through the concussion. He released a very tired sighed and a bit of blood rushed out of his nose. He took Yelena by the arm and began to drag her with himself.
The sirens were sounding like they were getting nearer. He needed to hurry but he didn't even have the strength to increase his movements.
He stopped twice to rest before moving on, dragging the lovely assassin along with himself. It took him sometime to get to the front of the property. Ahead of him people were gathered, watching the burning AIM facility he prayed that none of would turn and notice him.
He was not worried about himself but his new charge. He will be taken to get medical help and it must be known by now that he was missing and had probably been abducted. He'd had places to be after all and people must have called to find out what went wrong.
Yelena won't be taken to the hospital though. She was an assassin wanted by Interpol, MI6, CIA, SHIELD, and many other organisations and governmental bodies. She will either be killed or taken away never to be seen again. Harry was not going to let that happen though. She was a victim like him and he will fix her up, cyborg Super Adaptoid or not. He didn't come all this way to fail in the end.
He saw a scooter nearby. It was closer to the crowd than it was to Harry but in his groggy stare he was not bothered by that. He started hurrying towards the scooter, dragging Yelena along.
He was almost at the near the scooter when some people at the back of the crowd noticed him. A girl shrieked and if Harry had a gun he'd have shot her cause her noise caused his head to pound madly.
He grabbed Yelena by the waist and quickly rushed the last few feets to the scooter. Before anyone in the crowd could do anything, he sat down on the scooter and managed to place her behind him. Lifting her and placing her behind him almost made him pass out.
After wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head upon his shoulder, he started the scooter and drove away heading out of Westminster and riding hard for his secret lab in Essex.
