Chapter 12: Chapter 12 - The Marvel Universe
As she flipped through the paper she was shocked by what was in it— Stark Industries being in the paper once again for something that they did.
She didn't even care to read what it was they did— it didn't matter— she was far too stunned by the fact that it was in the paper, to begin with.
It didn't make any sense, why would Stark Industries, a fictional business, be written about in the newspapers in some random town?
Was it perhaps a fake newspaper?
No that didn't make any sense, other newspapers had the same thing— who would print so many fake newspapers just to throw them around here?
Not to mention, they couldn't be promotional pieces, they had no logo on the paper, and they looked like real newspapers.
Was this perhaps not the real world?
Sure it was a big leap of conclusion, but, it would make sense.
She had been reborn as an alien species that was extinct, regressed in time, and now she found herself in a world where the fictional Marvel company existed.
Was she reincarnated? It made no sense but nothing else would make sense.
And it was something she had always thought about— wished— from all the novels and books she had read about it. If it had really happened to her she would love it.
But was this reality, to begin with?
The thought that this mightn't be real started to slip into her mind— the possibility of all this being fake— or some sort of long dream was terrifying to her.
She was finally starting to enjoy life— if it wasn't really then what was there to enjoy?
What if she woke up and none of this was actually happening?
No that didn't make sense— it felt way too real— it was real.
But then it hit her, why did it matter?
So what if there was the possibility that this wasn't real? So what if this was merely a dream that she was having? As long as she could experience it that was enough for her to have fun.
Plus what if it was real— what if this was her new reality— her new world, she knew so much, could do so much.
She couldn't help but feel tingles of excitement through her body at the thought. The very thought made her blood boil, her very mind was screaming at her to make the best of this, and use everything she knew to her advantage.
And she would.
From the date in the paper— the year being 2008— she can tell that Tony Stark hadn't become Iron Man yet.
At least from what she remembered— she wasn't quite sure if the timeline was the same given how messed up the Marvel Comic books were, but from the newspapers, she was sure she was right.
Meaning she had quite some time to prepare for the events that were to come in the future— especially when the giant purple man decides to show up.
She had no interest in being part of the 50% that vanished, nor did she have any interest in letting him erase 50% of her valid food sources.
So she would have to be strong enough to deal with him once the time came— to eat him. Along with everything else leading up to him.
She dropped the newspaper where she got it and looked around. The streets were empty because of how dark it was, so she had no worries about others seeing her aside from the minor drunk or fool.
And who would believe them if they went around saying anything about her?
She decided to find some clothing before sorting out her thoughts because it would help her feel more at ease, but for that, she needed money or to steal it.
Stealing it would be the best option for now since she had no money on her to buy it— but she needed money for her future plans so she would have to find a way to make some.
Meaning she would need to get money somehow anyways, and even more money in the future.
She had means of getting money but that would require her to have documentation to prove she existed— which she would have none of since she was born from an egg in a forest.
Though she was sure that she would find a way to do that easily within the world of the MCU. Especially with all the illegal activities the world had going on in it.
For now, she looked around for something to wear, walking down the streets of the town in search of clothing.
Finding a store that displayed woman's clothing in the window of its front. Unfortunately for her, they were all much too big for her current size— which was much smaller than the average teen.
But of course, it would have clothing inside, so she decided to shatter the window and break inside.
The window made some noise when it shattered, but it wasn't loud enough to wake anyone up, so she wasn't worried about drawing attention— plus if anyone heard it she would deal with them.
Chapter 13: Chapter 13 - Minor Inconvenience
Shattering the glass of the window she stepped into the place without a care. She didn't think anyone would hear the muffled sound of glass breaking at this hour of the night.
Nor did she care if they did.
If people were to interpret her, they would simply be added to her list of food— mass for her to grow further.
Especially now that she knew this was the world of Marvel, a dangerous place filled with all sorts of beings and creatures that could end her currently.
None of them however are currently near or in the town she was in, so she didn't have to worry about that yet.
So she calmly looked around the inside of the store after she had entered it, browsing the clothing that we're left out, for anything to wear.
She didn't want anything that would restrict her movement so a dress was out of the picture, they were far too limiting with movement and would damage much easier in the environments she was used to.
Good thing the store had jeans and tops she could wear.
She picked out a simple pair of black jeans and a matching black top. Not only because the colors suited her taste, but also because their darker shades made them blend in better with the environment.
Something she needed as an apex predator.
She quickly slipped into them— fitting her body somewhat loosely due to her small frame. But that made it easier to put them on.
Once she was finished getting dressed she turned to leave the store, however as she was leaving she heard the sound of something suddenly clicking behind her.
A direction in which she noticed a door earlier— a door she thought merely lead to a storage area for the store.
Turning to the door she saw a man that seemed to be somewhere in his late 50s standing at the frame— holding what looked like a shotgun in his hands.
No, it was definitely a shotgun, even in the darkness of the store she could see it very clearly due to her ability to see in the dark.
He didn't even hesitate to pump the gun and point it at her, only hesitating to shoot because of the young look of the girl.
"Who are you?"
The man asked with a thick accent, of which she didn't know.
Her eyes scanned the body of the man trying to remember if he was anyone important in Marvel from what she could remember, only to draw a blank.
This meant he was most likely no one— and was merely a person in this world, a normal person. Granted that normal person had a gun.
Suddenly an idea came to mind as she was observing him— can she take a bullet?
She knew that if she got shot in her head or heart she would die, but her body was much stronger than a normal human body, she just didn't know how much stronger.
She also could heal much faster than a normal human— and consuming mass even sped up that process— so now she was curious just how much she could take.
She decided to test it out, opening her mouth to speak to the man.
"I don't know."
She replied, her voice sounding somewhat hoarse and dry from how long it had been since she had last opened her mouth to speak.
"What do you mean you don't know, why did you break in here?"
The old man asked once more, keeping a keen eye on the movement of the girl.
He noticed every movement she took— so when she suddenly started moving towards him, he suddenly got very tense, aiming to gun at her properly and shouting.
"Don't move!"
He said once more, but she didn't listen, she kept moving— moving closer to him which each step.
The man got tenser, he didn't know what to do. On one hand, she looked like a mere child, on the other hand, she suddenly broke into his store in the middle of the night and is walking toward him.
The darkness didn't help— it added to his fear— the glow in her eyes penetrating the darkness and sending a chill down his spine.
He panicked, and he was about to pull the trigger— about to shoot the girl.
But before he could do that a pain erupted from his chest, it was the worst thing he had ever felt before in his entire life. The coldness suddenly overtook his body as it went limp.
He tried to move but he couldn't— he dropped the gun and his body followed shortly after, falling to the ground as he felt the warmness of his own blood pouring onto his cooling body.
He was dying, he instantly understood that— he could feel all his strength leaving his body and the world around him fading to darkness.
He couldn't hold on much longer, he thought about his grandchildren— they were going to be left all alone with his death, no one left to take care of them.
He couldn't bare with it, his final words muttering out as his life faded away.
"Damn mutant."
Was all he could say, before his life vanished, leaving him dead on the floor.
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