Kapitel 24: CHAPTER - 24 { Improved Suit }
Early in the morning, Creed ran up on the rooftop and stretched his arms and legs.
In the days of recovery, exercise was the best way to improve oneself. There was also the need to be careful and not injure oneself more than he or she already was.
Even when doing his workout he had to make sure that his moves weren't seen. Meaning he couldn't use advanced martial arts or techniques.
As a normal man, he did some push ups and did spot on running.
Nowadays giving just a small clue or making a small mistake could lead to one's doom, specifically a hitman like him.
The rest of the workout he completed inside the living room.
"I can't repair it here. There's too much damage done to it."
Looking at the black suit with claw marks, rips and tears, Creed said in a low voice.
The circuits were visible from underneath the cloth. Fortunately the main chip wasn't damaged or he had to make a new one entirely.
"I better leave now."
After a series of packing all his things and loading the materials required for repairing his damaged suit, also some extra, he took a flight to Australia.
* * *
On the screens, the 3D image of the suit was displayed.
As he could see, 40% of the suit was damaged and it could no longer cloak.
"Hah…"
Sighing, Creed prepared the machines. First he separated the suits by layers and then changed what wasn't working.
The cloth had to be changed. The circuits and chips however could be reused with some slight repairs.
"Hm. While I am at it, why not make some guns which have similar cloaking technology installed in them. This way I won't need to hide them inside my coat."
Thinking about what weapons to use, he decided to create something new.
A handgun with more power, accuracy and stability, and more features. Since he was making a new style handgun, he had to carefully see what size bullets to use.
The other weapon was going to be a long retractable sword with a single side edge like a saber but thinner.
The handle would cloak, and once the blade retracts inside it would be very stealthy as well.
He went to the forge and lit it up in hot flames. Choosing the best metal possible for the blade, he then put it into heat.
There was a lot of work. Time seems to blink like an eye and go away.
As the days Creed worked passed, the world outside had gone through many changes.
Superheroes were accepted by the people and supervillains slowly surfaced up in the light.
Few more incidents occurred but nothing major happened which could attract everyone's attention from all around the earth.
New year approaches, families reunite to celebrate and enjoy this time of the year.
Far away somewhere in the dark, Creed wore his black suit which was an improved version of the last one.
The last version mask was also replaced with a better one, looking more frightful and scary.
"Huu… Ha!"
Pulling out the invisible sword handle, he jerked it as the sharp blade pierced out from the handle. With a single swing, the blade sliced through the test dummies.
THUD.
The upper halves fell on the floor. The cuts were clean and smooth, not rough at all.
His mask eyes glowed in a new light, not the old red but an emerald shine. This shine brightened and traveled along the mask forming lines and patterns of a human skull.
The metal mask he had on was fully bulletproof. From his last encounter with the claw mutant, he made preparations now.
The cloth was covered with a layer of special substance to slide any sharp blade avoiding getting cut.
Cloaking technology was also altered a little. To adjust with the suit. With sensors installed in the mask, with one thought he could activate cloaking.
Air filters, voice change and many more new features were added to the metal mask. The new suit, "Silent Death V2" provided more swift movements.
Before he was deadly and almost unkillable, now he had become 'Death' itself.
After throwing away the test dummies, he took off his suit and went to the bathroom to take a shower and clean himself.
Looking at himself in the mirror, with a thick beard and long hair, Creed felt old and rusty.
"Should I keep the beard?"
He pondered while shortening his hair to his chin level, and in a few minutes he decided to keep a short beard.
The pain was no longer there and his injuries were healed, the scars on his body were treated by him a few days ago. The method was simple and quick. Apply some burning bum, the scars faded away.
* * *
New York.
Year 2012. The Parker family was preparing a huge feast on the dining table.
Peter cleaned the rooms while May was busy setting up the dishes.
"The toilet is all fixed!"
From the bathroom, a male voice sounded. As a shadow flickered out of the bathroom, the figure whose shadow it was, revealed himself to be Creed.
Wiping away the water from his hands, he came to the kitchen and saw May struggling to lift the huge pot filled with rice.
"Let me."
He came behind her and placed his hands on the pot handles, then he took it from her and walked towards the table.
"Thanks."
May smiled cheerfully. Creed had almost become a family member in the Parker family due to himself being very nice and helpful.
Two weeks ago, Peter's school had a parents and teacher meeting which May couldn't make time for so Creed went as the guardian.
"May, thank you for inviting me to this beautiful new year celebration."
"No, it's nothing. You have been a huge help to both me and Peter. Actually, we should be the one thanking you."
On the dining table, dishes were spread wide. May, Peter and Creed were seated ready to start the feast.
"Thank you for the food."
Once the three prayed, they then dug down the food. Laughs and smiles accompanied the dinner.
"So, Creed. Are you still hunting for work?"
May asked. Creed swallowed the rice in his mouth and cleaned his lips.
"Nope. I am now a chef."
"Really!"
Peter said in a joyful tone. Creed nodded his head and smiled at him.
"Isn't this wonderful news! Then Creed, why don't you say a few words."
May and Peter stared at him with round sparkling eyes, expecting him to share some words with him.
"Um,... I found a job as a chef in a restaurant though it's temporary, if I worked hard I could become permanent."
"Also, I can't express how grateful I am towards you both. I was never invited to dinner before. And now, you invite me daily. Truth is, I have never been happier in my life than today."
As he finished speaking, the table turned quiet. Both May and Peter didn't expect his life to be so lonely and depressing.
Seeing how the atmosphere had turned upside down, May panicked and immediately spoke to change it.
"Past is past, we all are moving towards the future every second. Creed, your days will definitely be happier from now. Haha."
"I guess."
Creed smiled at her. The three further went on to talk about bright topics.
'I hope so…'
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