Chapitre 46: Chapter: 46
Chapter: 46
It had been a week since the crazy excursion to AIM. I hadn't heard much from anyone since. Tony and SHIELD had gone radio silent. To be honest, that was perfectly fine by me. I could let them deal with the remnants of that fiasco. I had more important things to do myself. Mainly, I was finally in the process of finally getting my own place! Even if it was a bit slow going…
"So what do you think about this abode? Isn't it just…grand?" My realtor asked me hesitantly as she spread her arms wide and gestured all around the apartment. It was large, I'd give her that at least. It also looked like it was infested with fleas and may have been a meth lab at one point as well. This was definitely another no from me though. I was starting to lose faith in the competency of my realtor. She was clearly fresh out of whatever made-up little college realtors went to because she was doing a terrible job. She was cute though, which is mainly why I picked her.
[You trusted your horniness and it backfired on you.]
The system had hit the nail on the head. 'Pretty much yeah.'
"Listen, um…" Crap, I forgot her name. I'd been too busy staring at her ass as she took me from one shitty apartment to the next. I couldn't help it though. There were literally dozens of experienced realtors in New York I could have gone with, but I let my horniness choose for me and it picked the dumb hot blond. Now I was paying for it as she kept taking me to all these should-be-condemned apartments that had absolutely none of the specifications I'd given her.
"Karen, my name is Karen." she answered enthusiastically. "And is this not what you're looking for again?" She asked with a pout. As she asked that, a cockroach crawled out of the nearby floorboard and scurried between her feet. She glanced at it for a moment before turning back to me like that didn't just happen. "It may have a small bug problem, but that's easily remedied."
"Right… Karen. I told you what I was looking for in an apartment. You know… a high-rise with lots of square footage that overlooked the city. I told you money was no option as well," I explained. And where had she taken me currently? We were in some flea-ridden damp hideaway in the middle of a neighborhood where people don't go outside at night. Frankly, I wouldn't be surprised if her car was being broken into right now because she parked it right out front.
She bit her lip and had a sad look on her face. "I'm sorry, I just started at my agency, and they only give me access to the crummier listings! It's either this place or Wilson Fisk's old penthouse! And I don't think you'd want to live there! He was a major criminal after all." She explained.
Wilson Fisk? The Kingpin!? The penthouse of a man who ran a criminal empire sounded pretty good to me! It must be absolutely decked out with all kinds of amazing things. "Why didn't you start with that!?" I exclaimed. "Let's go there right now!" I said excitedly as I grabbed her and dragged her out of this dump and back towards her car.
"Wah…" I didn't give her time to protest as I wanted out of this insect ridden building asap. When exited the run down building, to my not-surprise, her car was currently being broken into.
"Hey, get away from my car, you hooligans, before I call the police!" Karen shouted at four teens that were surrounding her car. One of them carrying a portable tire jack. Wow, they were really planning on stealing her tires in broad daylight. The four of them startled at being caught. They started to run away when they heard the word 'police' at least.
"Fuck you, Karen! Stay out of our neighborhood!" One of the teens yelled out as they all ran away. That was extremely rude and yet pretty much what I'd expected from this neighborhood.
"How did they know my name?" She turned to me and asked.
"I think they were just calling you a Karen in general…" I said and she pouted.
…
"Whoa, this place is awesome! You should have taken us here first," I exclaimed as I looked over the Kingpin's old penthouse. It really did have everything. It was three floors totaling over 10k square feet. The lowest floor had an actual indoor pool and a full gym. The middle floor had every kind of entertainment room you could think of, including a small movie theater and a bowling alley. The top floor was the residential with a bunch of large bedrooms and a high-rise view that overlooked all of the city. It was definitely the height of luxury. The rent was also 20k a month… but I had that million from Tony that should last me a while. It's not like I'd ever be hurting for money as a Gamer anyway.
"I'm glad you like it…" Karen said with a strained smile. "...are you sure you want this place, though? It belonged to Mr. Fisk. He's been in prison for a year now, but I heard he was getting out soon. He might want his home back and will be displeased if someone took it from him." She explained to me. I feel like there was more info there that she wasn't sharing, but I honestly didn't care. Wilson Fisk had the best penthouse in the city and soon it would be all mine! No way I was giving it up! I'd like to see him try and take it back.
"Yes, I'm absolutely sure. Where do I sign, and when can I move in?" I asked her.
"Well okay then." Her frown turned to a smile as she reached into her bag and pulled out the source of all the world's evil…paperwork.
Karen and I spent the next few hours going over the dreaded paperwork and my name was put on the lease. This place was awesome, and I wanted to emulate Tony and buy this whole building outright one day soon. But for that, I'd first need quite a bit more money. On the upside, I was able to move into my new place today. I'd finally be done with constant hotel hopping. I could finally have my own place away from all the prying eyes…
I'm pretty sure multiple government agencies had bugged every single hotel room I had stayed in the past few days. I'd also noticed myself being tailed by the 'men in black' every time I'd gone out and explored the city this week. I definitely was not existing incognito. I could understand where they were coming from. I was a Biblical Angel with a pretty high body count just meandering my way around the human world as if that was perfectly normal. My existence probably terrified all the government big wigs.
That didn't stop people on the streets from occasionally swarming me for autographs and photos though. I'd actually taken to wearing large sunglasses and big hats to try and hide myself when I went outside at this point. I needed to learn some illusion magic. The only people I could think of that were any good at that were Loki and Frigga though. I wouldn't even be able to get to Asgard until Thor officially started.
"Okay, and with this all completed, you are all set," Karen said as she finished organizing all the completed paperwork and handed me a set of keys. "Here are your keys; it was a pleasure helping you find your home, Miss Layla. Would you mind if I listed you as one of my clients on my profile? It would really help my career if people knew I was the realtor of such a big celebrity…"
I told her it was fine and thanked her again as she left. Once she was gone, I went all around and admired 'MY' penthouse. I giggled at the thought of such a luxurious place all to myself
"Now then…" I muttered out loud. "I wonder if good ol' Wilson Fisk kept any secret safes full of money or jewels anywhere in this place?" Although it was possible the police found them all when they raided it and took him into custody a year ago.
[Quest Started! -This is Mine Now!- →Discover Wilson Fisk's secret safe that is hidden somewhere in his old penthouse! What treasures could be inside?]
[Reward: ??? and ???]
"Now that's what I'm talking about. Treasure Hunt!"
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Chapitre 47: Chapter: 47
Chapter: 47
The treasure hunt did not go well…
"I'm going to need to hire a professional there or something to help me find Fisk's safe," I muttered out loud as I walked the streets of New York. I had spent HOURS searching all the obvious locations in my new penthouse and found nothing for it. I checked behind every picture frame and beneath all the beds. I even checked in the pool. Hollywood lied... Finding someone's secret safe was not as easy as they always portrayed in spy movies.
[If it was easy the police would have found it a year ago when they arrested Fisk.]
'Can you even tell me what's in the safe?'
[No, that would be spoilers.]
That made me just want to find it even more! If it was just money or jewels, the system would have just told me. The fact that it was keeping the contents a secret meant there was something amazing inside!
I was currently taking a break and walking the streets of New York. Relying on my enhanced luck stat to guide me towards something interesting. Maybe I'd get lucky and stumble upon the Black Cat and I could ask for her help finding the safe.
[Felicia Hardy and Peter Parker are both 12 right now…]
Aw, that sucked. There would be no cool spiderman shenanigans for at least three years then. And I was looking forward to seeing which version of spiderman I got.
[Anything but Toby Maguire's version…]
"Agreed." This world didn't need that level of cringe. I would go out of my way to prevent the spider from biting him at that point.
[If you're bored, you could be trying to complete one of your current quests.]
"Nah, all those are on hold temporarily. I can't defeat the Hand members until I actually know where they are. All I know is Madam Gao is somewhere in New York, which isn't a lot to go on. Voldemort has gone into hiding, and there's been no Death Eater activity since Snake Face got spanked by me and Iron Man. And the 'save the world' quest can't advance forward either until SHIELD finishes interrogating Aldrich." They had been radio silent towards me so I had no idea how any of that was going.
"Excuse me, miss. Could I beseech you to point me towards Rand Corporation's Headquarters? It's been a while since I've been in the city, and I can't seem to remember where it is." A young man with curly dark blond hair walked up to me. He looked borderline homeless. His clothes were filthy, and he looked like he had just been washed ashore... Ah crap, I knew who this was. Damn you Luck stat! This was not what I meant when I said I wanted something 'interesting' to happen!
[Quest initiated! - Iron Fist Unleashed! → Help Danny Rand recover his—]
'Nope!' I cut off the system before it could finish giving that quest. No fucking way! Iron Fist was the dumbest Marvel show, and I was not being swept up in that poor excuse for an action/drama.
[Well...ok then…]
I think I had apparently shocked my system into speechlessness.
"Um, miss? Do you know where it is?" Danny Rand, AKA the Iron Fist, asked me again. "I would be greatly honored if you could assist me," he said as he actually bowed to me. People nearby were staring at the weird display. Thankfully, way weirder things happened in this city daily. So a homeless white kid bowing to a lady wearing an obvious disguise didn't even register to most people.
"Yeah, sure, just let me check a map..." I sighed as I pulled out my phone and proceeded to Google Rand Corp headquarters. I then gave him the street number. New York's streets being properly numbered made giving directions a lot easier. He bowed to me again in thanks before proceeding to leave. I wanted to let him go just like that, but I supposed I couldn't let the opportunities that came with his arrival in the city pass me up.
"Wait," I called out before tossing him a piece of paper with my number on it. "If you ever run into Madam Gao of the Hand, give me a call so I can come and take care of her." I told him.
"You shouldn't speak of the taking of life so casually. In K'un-Lun, they teach that nobody is ever above redemption." Danny said to me. I just wanted to scoff. This was a woman who's been alive for centuries and probably done countless unspeakable acts in her cult's name.
"Yeah, sure... whatever," I said dismissively. Her death was worth a free level up, and every ten of her minions was still a free stat point. I was absolutely going to wipe out the New York Hand sect. "Just make sure to call me, Iron Fist." His eyes widened when I mentioned his title.
"You know who I am?" He asked. "Then you must be aware of my sacred duty to destroy the Hand!? Will you assist me!?"
[Quest Initiated! Help Iron Fist Destroy the Ha—]
"No thanks, I'll handle it on my own," I said plainly. I already had a pretty good track record against them anyway.
He looked confused at my statement. "...What?"
"Yeah, you K'un-Lun guys have been feuding with the Hand for like 1000 years. At some point, you have to throw in the towel and let someone else do it. That someone is me, so call me whenever Gao approaches you for being the 'Legendary Iron Fist.'" I added with a snicker. Father no-longer-above, his powers were so lame... All he could do was punch stuff really hard sometimes.
I turned and started walking away before I had to deal with this kid any longer... This was what I got for trusting my luck to find something interesting. At least that's what I thought.
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG...
I was just passing Central Park when I heard an absolute torrent of gunfire going off nearby! It sounded like a full-scale war was going on!
"Oh my God! Run!"
"Terrorists are shooting up the park!"
"There are still a bunch of people in there caught in the crossfire!"
People nearby and park-goers who were lucky enough to be far from the shooting started fleeing in all directions. Hearing the shooting and what was going on, my six black wings appeared from my back as I took to the sky to locate the shooters.
"It's the Angel from the TV!"
"We're saved!"
I launched myself towards the sounds of gunfire, and my eyes widened when I reached it. There looked to be a full-blown gang war taking place right in the middle of the park. There were three different groups all blasting at each other at the same time. What made it even worse, in my eyes, was that they were all going out of their way to target civilians as well. I could already see over a dozen innocent people bleeding out on the ground. I should be able to save some of them, but not unless I took out all three gangs first.
[Emergency Mission! Save the Innocent Park Goers!]
[Reward: 1 Free stat point for every life saved. 1 free stat point for every 5 gang members defeated.]
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