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Marvel: Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2023-03-24 06:26:29 +0000 UTCChapter 5: Realisation
[Year 1943]
I fucked up. I severely fucked up!
I have been so engrossed in my plans that I didn't even bother to check the news related to the military. The military was something I was keeping myself away from because of the war. It was not the best time to involve myself in the matters of the army.
But...
"Howard Stark, Captain America. I fucked up, I totally fucked up." I threw away the prototype that Lester sent me in rage.
When I started my business three years ago I heard that a company by the name of 'Stark Industries' was growing at an exceptional speed. But since it was related to the military, I didn't bother with it. Never in my wildest dream would have I thought that it was set by Howard Stark, the father of Anthony Fucking Stark!
And if that was not enough, the newspaper with the heading 'The Hope of America' with a massive picture of Steve Rogers was!
It was without a doubt the accursed Marvel world!
Out of all the possible worlds, I had to come into this cursed world where Godly beings eat planets for breakfast.
"Calm Down, Marcellus, calm down. Panicking would not help at all, I will find a way to survive." Who am I kidding? What can I do against those multiverse level beings?
They are beings who can destroy this world if they get bored.
"I need to stay calm."
I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water over my face. 'It's currently the year 1943. Captain America was 'made' a few months ago but if I remember correctly, he was kept secret to be only revealed now. That means Erskine must be dead by now and the formula is lost.
I rushed towards my telephone. I dialed Joel's number. "Joel? Cancel all the meetings for both today and tomorrow immediately."
Joel was shocked but I cannot waste more time. "Yes, you heard me correctly, Joel. I will explain later, but for now, cancel all those meetings."
Cutting the phone, I went towards my study table and took out my diary where I wrote about my powers 'Invisibility' and 'Mind Reading.' Looking at those two powers, it clicked, it finally clicked in my head.
My powers were no gift of God, it was due to me being born as a 'Mutant.'
But even for a mutant, I was pretty weak. Mind Reading is a sub-branch of telepathy and yet I cannot use any of the other telepathic abilities. Invisibility is not very strong for a mutant either. So overall I am a Beta-Level Mutant with powers weaker than even the Wolverine, and that is considering him without the adamantium.
But my biggest problem was… "Timeline."
I had no idea which version of Marvel was I in. I wasn't even sure when the events would unfold in this timeline. Since I am a mutant, I am sure that there are other mutants in this world as well. And that brings me to another issue…
The mutant massacre or the D-Day, House of M… whatever anyone wants to call it. Wanda destroying the majority of the mutant population then there was En Sabah Nur's conquest and the purge that the 'Purple Grape Hybrid' will be doing in a few years.
I am weak, with such weak powers, I am not going to survive the House of M event. The only way to survive in this world is to grow stronger… but how? I am no expert of Marvel, I only watched a few movies with a little information about the comics.
But if I do nothing and just sit here, I am sure that I won't survive any of the events.
Think think think! What can I do?
My eyes fell upon Captain America's picture once again.
"Erskine is pretty much dead so I cannot obtain the super-soldier serum. I need a plan to increase my powers."
But what can I use? The money came pouring in for me so involving myself in some projects would not be a problem.
But what can I use to increase my powers when I wasn't directly born with them?
Thinking for a while I finally wrote down a few things.
•Vibranium
•Adamantium
•Extremis
•Symbiotes
And finally, I wrote the name of the upgraded version of the Super-Soldier Serum.
•Golden Sentry Serum
Now, some of these already exist, some are just a rough idea and few of them are not even going to be planned for a while.
Firstly Vibranium. The metal exists in Wakanda but there is no way for me to get even a few scraps of it from that nation.
Secondly the Symbiotes. They exist but they haven't come to earth yet. Not to mention that they are extremely dangerous to use without proper planning.
Adamantium is still only an idea with almost no one believing that creating such a thing is physically possible.
Extremis would not come into existence till later on.
And finally the Sentry Formula. It will not begin before four more years and it will take at least two to three decades for it to be successful.
There are many more but I only remember these ones. And none of them are viable at the moment.
That only leaves one option. "Technology." Or more precisely armors. And I know exactly who to involve in this matter but before that… I need to increase my net worth and political powers.
Taking out a 'few' books from the shelves, I start going through them. A year after making the deal, I discovered that my mind-reading ability evolved and I got an additional ability, 'Eidetic Memory.'
Now, this ability was not perfect. I tried using this method to copy martial arts just to fail miserably. The only things that I can remember at a glance are information which are in written format.
"*Sigh* At least it helps me with my tests."
Anyways, what I need to do now is to somehow make contact with the Stark Industries.
"Wait a second… wasn't this the year when they were setting up the stocks?"
…
"Joel? Yeah sorry but could arrange the meetings now?" A loud yell came from the speaker. "Sorry, man but it was urgent back then. Tell them that I will meet them shortly. Also, do one thing. The meetings that I postponed for the next three weeks… Set all of them up for this week. Yeah, yeah I am still sane, thank you very much." Joel kept yelling from the other side.
"I mean what I said." He didn't answer for a while but finally agreed. "Thank you, buddy. I will see you later."
Hanging up the phone I look towards the clock. "Oh shoot! I am late!"
