Chapitre 167: C167 Happy Birthday to Me...
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Once Charles' emotions calmed down and he got used to walking around again, Peter and Tony continued with the procedures.
It didn't take long for both Erik and Fury to get their upgraded bodies as well.
Just like Charles, both of them seemed to revert back about twenty years. Not only that, but they also gained a perfect physique alongside a few inches in height.
While they were going through the procedure, Charles paced around the room, putting his new legs to work almost constantly.
'He hasn't stopped moving since his feet hit the floor...' Peter thought as he watched with a wry smile on his face.
Similar to Charles and his legs, Fury's eye was restored back to perfect working order, which he wasn't exactly thankful for.
"Now I have to change so many authorization scans..." Fury sulked at the work that now needed to be done.
Ever since Mystique used his eye scan to infiltrate Shield and steal the tesseract, Fury went out of his way to make every single authorization scan his destroyed eye.
Though now all of that work was pointless.
Fury used to be sensitive about the subject of his injured eye and never talked about why he wears an eyepatch. Tony bothered him for a week straight, as his curiosity couldn't be contained, though Fury never revealed a single detail.
Of course, Tony wouldn't be beaten and tried hacking the information from Shields servers, but found nothing to answer his burning questions.
Meanwhile, when that was happening, Peter did his best to contain his laughter. It was revealed in the Captain Marvel movie that Fury lost his eye when Goose scratched him.
Fury wasn't hiding some classified mission or sorrowful loss on the battlefield, no he was hiding the embarrassing truth that he lost the use of his eye to a simple cat scratch.
'Well, Goose is an alien cat but still...' Peter thought as he watched Fury across the room without his eyepatch. "It seems that I'll have to change your contact in my phone from bald cyclops to something else."
"My name should do the trick." Fury rolls both of his eyes for the first time in a long while.
"Nah, that's too boring." Peter says with a shake of his head.
"Mad Milk Dud?" Tony offers his thoughts from the side.
"Oh, I like that!" Peter says as he whips out his phone and changes Fury's contact name.
"I hate you both so much..." Fury says with a deadpan look on his face.
Once everyone was finished, Peter looked over the Avengers' four new super soldiers and gave them an approving nod.
'With the way things are going, Thanos won't stand a chance.' Peter thought with conviction. "Alright, go and test out your new bodies in the gym. If you have any problems, contact us and we'll figure it out. Especially Erik and Charles. You two have the X-gene, which is an unknown variable. Just be sure to let us know of any issues."
Before they could leave, Peter remembered one last thing.
"Also, each of you can put one name forward in the next council meeting to receive the Super Soldier Serum." Peter reveals, piquing the three council members' interest. "We'll have to vote for each person, and as long as they are Avengers, then they can go through the same procedure as all of us."
As soon as these words left Peter's mouth, each of them already had names appear in their heads.
Fury thought of both Clint and Natasha.
Erik thought of Mystique and Victor, though Victor's chances in a council vote would be slim to none. After all, giving such a hot-headed person even more power probably wouldn't be for the best.
Lastly, Charles thought of Storm and Logan.
The question was which ones would they choose, as Peter only allowed them one name per person.
At least for now.
...
After some words of appreciation were given, Charles, Erik, and Fury all marched out of Tony's workshop and proceeded to the gym, where they would break in their new bodies.
"Well, I guess it's my turn now." Peter says as he turns to look at the open chamber.
"Yup, strip and hop on in." Tony says as he wondered how much stronger Peter would get, as he was already the second strongest Avenger.
Of course, number one is the Hulk, though Banner still doesn't let him out to play due to his own misguided fear.
"Alright, lockdown the workshop. I don't need Pepper walking in again." Peter says as Tony hits a button.
"Lockdown initiated." Jarvis informs them as thick metal doors seal every entrance and window.
"Get on with it." Tony says impatiently.
"Careful, you might prove Pepper right." Peter says jokingly as his spider suit disappears and is replaced with his normal clothes, revealing Peter's unmasked face.
"Pepper doesn't think that I'm g*y!" Tony exclaims in exasperation.
"Right..." Peter says sarcastically as he strips down to his underwear. "Let's get a move on."
Stepping into the chamber, Peter was instantly strapped down by metal restraints. Technically, he could break them with a simple tug but Peter would do his best not to destroy the Chamber.
"You ready?" Tony asks as the earlier air of joking disappears.
"Yep, start it up!" Peter calls out and just as he spoke the doors close, locking him inside.
From the small eye-level window, Peter could see Tony press a button. Only a second later, the needles shout out and pierced his skin.
'This is like one of those torture machines...' Peter thought as he regretted making this design.
Although he didn't make a sound of surprise like everyone else, Peter was still a little bit weirded out by the needles.
As each needle dug into him, Peter could feel a liquid pouring into his body from each individual point.
"Odd..." Peter muttered as a strange feeling washed over him.
...
When the needles stopped shooting out the serum and retracted out of his skin, Peter knew what was about to happen and mentally prepared for it.
"Starting Vita Radiation!" Tony says loud enough for Peter to hear.
'Here comes the hard part...' Peter thought as a blinding light filled the chamber.
It started off manageable, but soon the burning pain Peter felt all over his body started getting more and more intense. He felt as though he was floating closer and closer to the sun, burning hotter with every inch forward.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Soon enough, Peter began to scream.
He thought that he could persevere and hold it all in, but it seems that he was no better than the four other men that had just gone through the same process.
What was most annoying, however, was the fact that Peter had to endure all of this pain, while also doing his best to not destroy the chamber. One wrong move and he could break his restraints and rip a hole in the metal doors.
When Peter's agonizing screams rang out from the chamber, Tony sighed in relief. The dial had spun all the way up to 80% without a sound from Peter, so he was worried that something had gone wrong.
Everyone else started letting out their pain-filled voices at around 30%, so Tony was beyond impressed by his friend. Whether it was willpower or pain tolerance, he was impressed either way.
As the dial hit 100%, Peter went back to complete silence. Giving the Vita rays an extra moment to do their work, Tony shut everything down and hit the button to open the chamber.
Once again, steam came pouring out and moved along the floor, revealing a half-baked Peter Parker with a light sheen of sweat coating his entire body.
"Huh?" Tony grunted in confusion as he caught a glimpse of his friend. "You don't look any different."
As Tony says this, the restraints retract and Peter steps out of the chamber, meeting Tony eye to eye.
"You're wrong." Peter says as he compared his height to Tony's. "I'm taller."
"Yeah, but that's about it..." Tony shrugs as he steps out of the way so that Peter could use the mirror.
"..." Peter silently stared at himself in the mirror, looking for any changes in his body.
Other than the fact that he grew about 3 inches, rounding his height out at 6 foot 3 inches, Peter could also see some small changes in his muscles.
Peter retained his lean body type, but the muscles on his body looked to be much more defined than before, which certainly wasn't a bad thing.
"Hmm, not bad." Peter muttered as he turned away from the mirror and reached for his clothes.
*Creak*
As soon as his hand made contact with the metal table, where Peter's clothes sat folded, both Tony and Peter were surprised to see the table bend downwards from just the lightest touch.
"What the..."
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