Outsider Chronicles: New Wave of Heroes

You know, when I was reborn into a world where people get powers from a parasitic space whale, the last thing I was expecting was to get powers from a completely different type of alien. Now there are more coming to Earth and I'm smack bang in the middle of it all. As if genocidal space whales and indestructible monsters weren't bad enough!

Well, I did say I had a Starforce idea and here it is! Naturally, a few things will be changed to fit with the world, like I won't be using the cards as a bases for his weapons. Instead, he'll have to create programs to allow the use of them. Anyway, thats enough of that. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Soooo, my death was lame. I mean, getting killed by a box full of paint cans falling on your head isn't exactly something to brag about. I knew I hated art for a reason. Still, at least I got a new life out of it. Oh yeah, I ended up getting reincarnated. I'm still not entirely sure why, but after I died, I woke up again as a baby.

Growing up was simultaneously easy and incredibly frustrating. What? I'd like to see any of you sit through pre-school again without tearing your hair out. Still, I've learnt from my mistakes, so I got through school with no problems and high grades. Or at least, that was the plan. See, the world I had been reborn into wasn't exactly normal, not when there were people flying around in silly costumes. Yeah, I'd been reborn into a world full of crazy people with superpowers. Unfortunately, it wasn't a world like Marvel or DC where the Heroes always win. On no, I wasn't that lucky. The world I'd been reborn into was that of Worm.

Growing up was surprisingly normal, other than the slight wrinkle that my Dad died when I was five. Supposedly, he got caught up in a fight between the Triumvirate and the Siberian. You know, the one where Hero ended up getting bisected? I'm not entirely sure if that was the whole truth, but I'm not sure what anyone could be hiding about it. He worked for the Protectorate after all and there had been plenty of collateral damage in that fight.

In the end, the exact details surrounding Dads death are irrelevant and now the only things I have left of him are a few photos, his pendent and a pair of Tinkertech goggles that could apparently see electromagnetic waves. It was at that point that I should probably have smelt a rat considering they looked like green sunglasses with a yellow arc patten extending out from the bridge of the nose, but seriously, how could I ever have guessed that there was an invasion of yet another race of superpower granting parasites on the horizon?

Anyway, after that things went...mostly back to normal. I mean, Mum was obviously shattered by Dads death and I wasn't much better, but we pulled up our bootstraps and kept moving forwards. I didn't intend to let Dads dream of a better world die with him, although exactly what I could do to help I don't know. One thing I did need though is knowledge and that meant knuckling down and getting shit done. The first of which was getting into Arcadia (oh yeah, I lived in Brockton. Because of course I did). But my academic ascension isn't relevant here, not when there are so many other fascinating things about my life and exploits to consider.

Our story really starts, ironically enough, at about the same time as Canon Worm, three months after winter break in the year 2011. Of course, I didn't have three bitches to worry about and I was out of school because it was 8 oclock in the evening. I was out for a jog with my Dads goggles over my eyes, enjoying the incredibly light show the bullshit eyewear revealed to me while listening to the newest song from the hot new(ish) sensation in Cape music, Harp Note. Yeah, that should have been another massive clue now that I think about it. Oh well, at least I never had to fight her. That could have been a pain.

Anyway, I'm getting off topic. My run took me to the top of Captains Hill where I stopped for a short rest to catch my breath and have a drink of water to rehydrate. I slowly walked over to the viewing platform and lent against the railing, taking in the beauty of the city from above, awash with light from both the streetlamps and the EM waves my goggles showed me. Seeing it like this, it was hard to imagine the horrific state the city was really in.

I was about to turn and leave when a flash of light caught my attention. I looked up and quickly spotted the source. It was a bright green beam of light that was moving quite unlike the other waves I could see in the air. Those moved slowly and in, well, waves. This one was moving quickly and straight and was...heading right for me. My eyes went wide and I turned to run, but before I could, the light hit and my world went white. For most, I have no doubt it looked like I was suddenly blasted off my feet for no apparent reason, but for me, it was like getting hit with the force of a car and blinded by a brilliant light.

"...id, hey, wake up kid!"

"Urrg…"

I groaned at the rough voice in my ear.

"Wha' happened?" I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes.

...and immediately found myself staring at a blue, metal mouth full of sharp teeth.

"HOLY SHIT!"

I scrambled back from the creature that was leaning over me, only to slam head first into a bin that served to give my head a good rattling and knock my goggles loose. Despite my newly throbbing head, I looked around wildly for the creature that had been looming over me...only to see abserlutly nothing.

"Um, OK," I said, "Am I going crazy?"

"Tch, not on your life kid," said a voice out of thin air, making me jump, "Put those goggles back on."

I hesitantly did as I was told and nearly jumped out of my skin when what appeared to be a cyan ghost made of rippling energy and held together with blue armour appeared in front of me.

"What the hell!?" I spluttered, lifting my goggles up.

The creature vanished again, only to reappear as soon as I put the goggles back on.

"Alright kid, quit messing around," growled the creature, "Yes, you can only see me with those goggles on. Big deal."

"Ahhh…" was all I could manage as I tried desperately to figure out how to react to this.

No, really, how was I supposed to react to having a fucking EM LIFEFORM FLOATING IN FRONT OF ME?!

"Hey kid, you OK?" asked the creature.

"Just trying to decide how I should react to this," I said, "Um, are you a Cape?"

The creature snorted.

"Not hardly," he said, "I'm an Electromagnetic being from another world."

"So, your an alien made up of waves invisible to the naked eye and that logically should not be able to form a sentence being according to all our scientific knowledge?" I asked, "Eh, what the hell, I've heard of stranger things. So, you got a name Mr EM being?"

"OmegaXis," said the creature, eyeing me strangely, "And your taking this oddly well."

"You learn to be adaptable when you live in a city like Brockton Bay," I said.

"Fair enough I guess," said OmegaXis.

"So, why are you here?" I asked, "I assume your not invading? Otherwise you wouldn't have bothered to make sure I was OK."

OmegaXis opened his mouth to respond, but winced as he shifted and revealed a nasty looking cut in his back that seemed to be leaking reddish energy.

"Now that doesnt look good," I said.

"Its not," said OmegaXis reluctantly, "I got hurt in a fight on my way here and I need somewhere to rest. Unfortunately, as I am now, my powers are weaker than they normally are, which means I won't heal quickly, and my enemies will be able to detect me with relative ease."

"Let me guess, you want me to hide you?" I asked.

"Just for a short while," said OmegaXis, "Believe me, I don't like the idea of being stuck with a squishy flesh bag like you, but needs must."

I sighed and shrugged. Its not like I'd actually lose anything by letting OmegaXis stick around and I might end up getting something out of the bargain.

"Alright, I don't mind," I said, "Here, you can stay in here. I assume you can enter electronic devices?"

I indicated to the DracoTech Watch on my wrist. It was one of Dragons creations, a watch that served much the same function as an Apple Watch, with the exception that it was actually affordable and didn't become obsolete after a year or two. Plus, it was Tinkertech, so it was pretty damn reliable.

"Yep, thanks kid," said OmegaXis as he jumped into the watch, "Huh, interesting pictures…"

I went red and smacked the watch.

"Hey, keep out of them!"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your fleshbag women," said OmegaXis, "By the way, you still havent told me your name."

"Oh, sorry," I said, "Its Geo. Geo Stelar."

"Wait, Stelar?" asked OmegaXis, sounding surprised.

"Yes, is that a problem?" I asked.

"No, just...never mind."

I frowned. Logically, there was no way that my Dad could have had any connection to the FM-ians since he was killed by the Siberian, not vanished on an ill fated mission. That said, I could hear the recognition in OmegaXis' voice. It was...bizarre. Then again, I guess I could get some answers out of my alien guest later. Right now, I needed to get home and get some work done.

Three hours later, I was staring at my computer screen, feeling rather nonplussed. I'm not sure how I hadn't noticed it, but the instant I got home and to my desk, my mind had gone completely blank and the ideas that had been building up in my head since OmegaXis had hit me came pouring out in the form of rhemes of code that would make no sense whatsoever to anyone else, but to me, they all manifested into what amounted to weaponized coding meant for destroying viruses. Apparently OmegaXis landing on my head had made me Trigger without noticing and I was apparently a god damn Tinker. Oh well, at least now I had a ton of Battle Cards to work with.

"Huh, thats interesting."

"JEEZU!"

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the unexpected voice of my guest. I dropped my goggles over my eyes and glared at the ghostly creature, who ignored me completely as he examined the code on the screen.

"Whats interesting?" I asked.

"This code...I think I can use them," he said, "How did you do this?"

"I think you landing on my head made me Trigger," I said, "I'm pretty sure I'm now a Tinker."

OmegaXis muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'yep, that'd do it', but I ignored it for now. Mainly because I'd just given a jaw breaking yawn and realized it was nearly one in the morning.

"Right, I'm going to bed," I said, "I've got school tomorrow."

OmegaXis turned to me with an expression I translated as a confused frown.

"Whats school?" he asked.

And that'll do for this chapter. Its been awhile since I've played the games and I'm not wrestling with trying to find the Anime to watch, so I probably made a mess of OmegaXis' personality. Oh well, it works fine.

Since theres no reason for Battle Cards to exist in this world, I decided to have Geo turn into a Tinker to make them. His actually specialty is working with EM waves of various types, but that'll be his main gimmick, along with EM Wave Changing with Mega.

Two things for you to figure out now, who was Geo's Dad in this reality and who is Harp Notes real identity? Its not Canary, just to cut you off. She does live in Brockton though! The first should be easy but I'm not sure if you'll get the other one. I'll give you a clue, I chose her because she and Sonia have something in common.

Anyway, I'm gonna sign out now because I got work tomorrow and need my beauty sleep. Don't forget to leave a review!