I've read a lot of fanfics but i have never seen one with Super Smash Bros as it's theme so i decided to write one


This story is about Ray a average 20 year old that got reincarnated as Ridley from the Metroid games with a super smash bros system without that annoying sentience

They had to perpetually deal with a network of people as they were. They had received many challenges and had transactions with many people, but had never met anyone who sent demands in a foreign language. Even in an email six months ago from the Japanese Nakagawa Technology Group, it was still written in French.
"To the French government, there is a good thing here! When I was diving in the Atlantic was diving by chance..." Sonnenfeldt frowned and read softly.
Since both parties used translated versions, there were a lot of mistakes in the grammar, which made it difficult to read. The good news was that the content was straightforward and understandable.
"After you confirm the authenticity of the voicemail, please take out $500 million. And please use the top 20 languages in the world." When he had finished, he kept pinching his chin.
His first reaction was that the man was completely bullsh*tting and taking his cell phone to record the sound of the submarine when he was diving. Then why didn't he smash it with his fist? If the submarine sound was so easy to obtain, then the world's sonar anti-submarine network would be a joke?
"This must be some boring hacker using bad psychological tactics!" Sonnenfeldt smiled. "Isn't that just want you want? To arouse my curiosity, let me download this attachment, then let your virus play a role?"
As a 17-year-old, he successfully hacked into an online gaming server and changed his equipment to the highest level. At the age of 21, he was hired as a special technician expert for six Internet companies. Of course, he was good! He was outstanding! And he was certainly confident.
So he went to the computer to test the virus. He would download the attachment and see what the other person was trying to do.
More than 20 MB. It would take only a few seconds to download. Sonnenfeldt first cut off the network connection, then used a security tool to carefully examine it.
"Huh... the technique used to hide it is advanced!" He was like a woman seeing a flash of jewelry. The more advanced it was, the more excited he was.
Clicking on the audio file called "123123", Sonnenfeldt squinted his excited little eyes, ready to see what the person was up to.
Anyway, his testing computer would send all the unknown files which were tested to hardware technology to a empty hard disk, and by connecting to the Internet only at the moment the file downloaded, he simply didn't have to worry about any destruction.
Unexpected processor frequency increased. Memory was unaccounted for. Some files were just background noise.
It was difficult to describe the sound of the sound, and through the two stereo speakers, Sonnenfeldt felt as if he was suddenly plunged into the sea, surrounded by an endless ocean.
As time passed, the furrows on his forehead grew tighter. He had never been a submarine soldier. He didn't know if this was a submarine mechanical noise, but his intuition told him that this round was not coordinated buzz that was synthesized in a technical way.
"Hello, is this the secretary's office of the Élysée Palace? I received a copy of the audio file on the presidential official website, and it was found that there was no virus," he said. "The other party claims that this is the sound of our ruby attack submarine, and I'm sending this to you."
Sonnenfeldt didn't dare say that the other person was extorting $500 million. He was afraid of being asked by the higher ups, "Stupid! You do believe this?"
"Okay!" The voice on the phone was as cold as ever!
At the eastern end of the Champs-Élysées, the Élysée Palace was as famous as the White House in the United States, Buckingham Palace in Britain, and the Kremlin in Russia. It was the presidential palace in France and the symbol of the highest power in the country.
After the email arrived, a few of the palace staff heard it and felt that it was worth paying attention to. So, after some communications, the news eventually got transferred to the naval command.
"Ridiculous!" Anniston, who was assigned to the voiceprint, had serious doubts and was angry. A bunch of staff that just sits in an office, and if a guy says there's an Ultraman, do you have to go and verify it?
Absurdly absurd! But Anniston was only able to sit sullenly on the black sound analysis machine and work with the black headphones. What could he do since it was a command from the Élysée Palace?
They tested the sound of the submarine, not just the crew, but with two stereo systems. It was going to be determined in terms of Hertz, band, frequency, and so on.
In the dim and secluded environment, Anniston, with a bitter face, pressed the transmission button.
Buzz, buzz, buzz. The sound of the condenser was heard, and Anniston's cheeks turned pale. Then he looked at the waveband on the detector, Hertz...
"Ah!" His eyes widened bigger than a dog's head, popped out, and almost broke through his titanium glasses.
"This... This is... This is... This..." Anniston was shocked. Stumbling out of the room, he banged open the door of the chief's office.
"Sir, we're done for... "
.........
Half an hour later, at the east end of the Champs-Élysées, the presidential office of the Élysée Palace…
"Mr. President, what do you say we do?" Admiral Bailiffe, the commander of the navy, sat down on the red nan-wood chair, and his white brows were almost forced into a line.
The sound of a nuclear-powered submarine was stolen and was the one stationed at the naval base in Djibouti. The investigators had boarded the plane 10 minutes before to fly there, but he knew that there was probably little possibility of it being their own people. Because, from the sound pattern analysis, this was basically from an external device that had snuck up on the submarine and recorded it.
"Did you find out which country did it?" President Kosaki looked at the information in his hands. Who was trying to extort France?
"Not yet!" The one who spoke was the French Network Information Security Chief Earls. He was sitting on the left side of the president and whispered, "The email was sent by an ordinary Google mailbox registered to a server in Japan. We have invaded the server and stolen his registration information, but didn't get any useful information."
"The United States, Japan, Russia, China, these countries are the most suspect! Our ruby submarines are not the most technologically advanced, but at least they have to be at the same level to get access to them," said Admiral Bailiffe.
"But if you want to get this close and record the sound..."
Here he shook his head. "Even the American Ohio and the Russian North Wind have absolutely no way to do that."
"That's right!" The navy commander Chief Bailiffe suddenly thought of something. "Mr. President, last time when we were in the Gulf of Djibouti, we happened to intercept an unknown submarine, but all the sonar was destroyed by an unknown weapon, and then the torpedo used to block it suddenly exploded. The next day, when the deep-sea robot went down, it didn't find the wreckage of submarine nearby, so I have every reason to believe that this incident is related."
"I'm asking what country it belongs to!" President Kosaki thumped the table, sulking. "It's not clear who the enemy is. What is the point for you say this to me?"
"And you!" President Kosaki said in a different tone. "Did the other person say to reply to the message? I believe you will not let me down!"
"Mr. President, please rest assured!" Information Security Chief Earls gave a slight smile with a confident tone, as if he were solving a primary school math problem. "Our security team is prepared. As long as they send an email, we will definitely find out their real address!"
"That is best. They have such advanced submarine technology, so they would also have the best network technology personnel. All you have to do is to trace their true identity," President Kosaki waved and looked tired. "The secretariat will give you the email content to reply back in a minute. Go!"
Half an hour later, 15th and Andornen Street, French Network Information Security…
In the 10-meter-deep underground PXT mainframe room, Sonnenfeldt, who was the first to find the email, looked like the other 21 members of the team. All of had a face prepared for a war. The email was sent out 10 seconds ago, and what they needed to do now was to take advantage of the technology and break down the barriers and finally get the real address.
"The other person is likely to be the at the top of the network world and will have a super large tandem processor computer that is faster than our computing speed," said the Chief of Information Security, Earls.
"But I only ask you one thing: Do you have the confidence to win this war?!"
"Yes!" No one hesitated.
"Ok, starting from now on, monitor the mailbox all day long. Try to get the real terminal address in one minute!"
..........
Zhongyun City, Bolan Garden, at 7:00 p.m. local time…
Chen Fan, with two large plastic bags full of drinks and snacks, was ready to drive to the dock at the seaside. After such a long time, the other side should have confirmed that his email was true or false. He had to go and see if there were any reply.
As usual, he took the capsule to the stone tower inside the cave. He opened the nuts with force and tossed a handful into his mouth. Chen Fan connected the optic cable and then opened his laptop.
"There it is!" In the PXT mainframe room, Sonnenfeldt suddenly jumped three feet high and dropped a bombshell in the silent machine room.
"GO, GO, GO!" Not knowing who shouted it, and then the whole machine room was filled with typing sounds on keyboards.
The speed of the hands was very outstanding and could have broken the world record.
The backdoor to the Japanese website server had been found by them, and they were constantly monitoring. The only thing to do now was to find the real terminal address of the other party.
"Pa!" After a dazzling array of operations, Sonnenfeldt hit the return key, and a series of ASP source code popped up on the screen, all of which was about the connection information of Chen Fan's mailbox.
"Lock the first springboard IP!" In only seven seconds, Sonnenfeldt reported the IP of the Japanese Google website.
"Ah!" Five seconds later, Sonnenfeldt's eyes popped out, the... the other side did not use the springboard, they were using real I... The I... IP for Internet...
At this point, a member of the team with glasses, shouted, "IP has been identified. The other side is using the maritime satellite network. Right now the North Pacific Communications Satellite is in charge of access."
"F**k you!" Chief Earls smashed the table. Using satellites to surf the Internet, making it difficult to find locations.
Of course, that was just a little difficult!
"Immediately switch our network to a satellite network mode and then use the SPX satellite's Doppler waveband for signal detection."
As time passed, the keyboard tapping sound continued to fill the room. As France's national network information security, they not only had multiple high-speed optical fiber network connection modes, they had 3G wireless network and even national satellite network connection sharing.
Fifty-three seconds later, Sonnenfeldt banged the table and said, "The signal range is locked. The other party's network terminal is 50 nautical miles northwest of the Japanese oil valley, and it is 50 miles ahead of South Korea."
"Concrete coordinates!"
"North latitude 34.49.26, east longitude 129.53.12, signal error not exceeding one nautical mile... "
"Then the other party must be on board!" He took two deep breaths, and this time the President gave him the highest authority to mobilize any needed tools.
"Eames, you immediately inform the defense department that we have locked in the enemy's position, let them calculate the orbit, and find the military reconnaissance satellite that will fly to that area as soon as possible."
Half a minute later, the ministry of defense heard that there was a reconnaissance satellite that was about to arrive in the vicinity of the area after seven minutes and 39 seconds. And one hour and 21 minutes later and eleven hours later, two reconnaissance satellites passed by.
"Let them take digital pictures of them for two miles!" Then he walked up to Sonnenfeldt, stared at the screen, prayed to god, hoping that the other side would not move, so that the satellite would be better able to take pictures.
Maybe God really heard his prayer, and the source of the other party remained fixed and did not move.
After what felt like half a century, the machine room was suddenly filled with a loud bang. "The ministry of defense has transferred photos!"
"Immediately open the pictures with the big central screen!" Earls ran to the huge liquid crystal display wall two meters high on the east side... waiting!


Because of an accident, Chen Fan obtained the power to possess an electric eel!
Of course, being an ambitious guy, Chen Fan just HAD to explore his Electric Eel Avatar thoroughly!
Captains, are the Somali pirates still giving you a headache? Come and hire me online, and I will guarantee that your ship will be even safer than protected by an American aircraft carrier!

"Make sure to close the door!" Sandstorm turns around and says to the stunned round table members.
Sandstorm walks down the hall in her maid uniform with her hands behind her back heading towards the elevator. 
Sandstorm presses the down button and when the door opens she pulls an air horn and duct tape out of thin air and duct tapes down the button on the air horn in the on position. She then proceeds to press the first and second floor button in the elevator before heading towards the stairs. 
She can hear a massive gun fight going own down stairs heading towards the stair well.
As Sandstorm gets to the stair well the sounds of guns firing stop so she just decides to wait at the door to the stairs.
Listening carefully she can hear the elevator get to the second floor and the muffled sound of the air horn get louder as the doors open. 
'Here's my chance!' Sandstorm thinks kicking open the stairwell doors sending her flames everywhere burning every ghoul in sight. 
'Where is Jan?' Sandstorm thinks before dodging a bullet that got shot through the wall.
'There is no way that was on purpose!' 
Sandstorm looks through the wall to find the man in question jacking off with a severed hand. There is also a sniper rifle upside down on the ground with smoke coming out of the muzzle.
'Disgusting' Is all Sandstorm thinks as she sends the blue fox flames through the hole in the wall targeting everything but that vampire. Before Sandstorm goes up into the vents to get into the room unnoticed.
"What the Fuck is this fire!!!" Jam screams from below Sandstorm. 
'Let's make a hole to see through' 
Sandstorm then melts part of the air duct  with her flames so she can see through it.
"Perfect I'm on top of him!" Sandstorm yells as she drops down from the air duct literally on top of the vulgar piece of shit that is Jan valentine.
"Mmhhmmm." Jan
"Oh wow a talking piece of shit, the mysteries of life still surprise me to this day." Sandstorm says mimicking shock in her voice to seem serious.
"Mhmmhmmm" Jan
"Well it can't say much it is literal piece of shit." Sandstorm replies to Jan's poor attempt at saying anything.
"Dok you need to try harder these vampires are so weak." Sandstorm says 
Awhile later she continues "Major you robotic freak, you Love War right? motivate your men to do a better job! This was only semi entertaining. In fact I don't remember my last proper life or death battle, I mostly obliterate everything." She leaves a silence so she can use some magic to hear his reply.
"Made a super smash bros reference probably doesn't realize it either." Sandstorm mutters
"To warrant officer Schrödinger, you never answered my question. Then again I kinda ditched you at that shrine in Japan... eh both dead and alive at the same time... everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Your an interesting thing since they made a magical being with science." 
"Speaking of magical stuff made with science Rip Van Winkle how long till you upgrade that musket of yours I mean it's so weak... I take that back it's probably strong compared to normal weapons and people. Maybe you can take down a few aircraft, but for the love of all that is holy do you have to always sing while using it!"
"To the Captain that doesn't speak, Can you say something for once? Or is that a werewolf thing? Freaking Nazi Werewolf's where did you find him major? in the Attic?" Sandstorm asks
"Well I think that was it, I am gonna blow this guys brains out. Wait I forgot the girl with the scythe eh she wasn't  that important anyway..." *Bang*
======================================
Meanwhile in Brazil.  
In a room watching a screen.
"Do we really have to watch this degenerate freak?" Rip Van Winkle asks 
'Perfect I'm on top of him!' Is heard as the screen cuts dark 
"Why did the screen go dark?" Asks the Major
'Mmhhmmm.' 
"We can still hear them maybe he went into a dark room." Dok suggeste 
"No we heard some one yell I'm on top of him. Maybe he got pushed to the ground" Zorin
'Oh wow a talking piece of shit, the mysteries of life still surprise me to this day.'A shocked voice comes from the tv.
'Mhmmhmmm'  
'Well it can't say much it is literal piece of shit.'
"PFFT" Schrodinger
"This voice is a girl! Who is she?" the Major voices out his interest.
"I don't know sir only Sir Integra should be there." 
"Find out who she is I must know!" The Major says
'Dok you need to try harder these vampires are so weak.' The voice says again making everyone go silent. 
 "Oh, this is interesting." The Major says
"They are not weak I am still working on them." Dok says clenching his hands.
'Major you robotic freak, you Love War right? motivate your men to do a better job! This was only semi entertaining. In fact I don't remember my last proper life or death battle, I mostly obliterate everything.' 
"Oh! A challenger approaches! She knows who we are! this is going to be so much fun." the Major says with a smile. 
A quiet sound comes out of the tv but no one can understand it. 
(Made a super smash bros reference probably doesn't realize it either.) 
'To warrant officer Schrödinger, you never answered my question. Then again I kinda ditched you at that shrine in Japan... eh both dead and alive at the same time... everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Your an interesting thing since they made a magical being with science
"Schrödinger who is she? I must know" The Major says
"Schrödinger you went to japan! that was an unauthorized trip!" Dok yells at him
"Ah! the red headed girl!" Schrödinger shouts out realizing who she is. 
'Speaking of magical stuff made with science Rip Van Winkle how long till you upgrade that musket of yours I mean it's so weak... I take that back it's probably strong compared to normal weapons and people. Maybe you can take down a few aircraft, but for the love of all that is holy do you have to always sing while using it!'
"Ford her name was something Ford" Schrödinger answers as Dok picks him up by his neck getting ready to bring him to the lab. 
Rip Van Winkle holds her beloved musket close to her and mutters "Do I sound that bad while singing?" 
'To the Captain that doesn't speak, Can you say something for once? Or is that a werewolf thing? Freaking Nazi Werewolf's where did you find him major? in the Attic?'
"How did she know!" The Major yells 
'Well I think that was it, I am gonna blow this guys brains out. Wait I forgot the girl with the scythe eh she wasn't  that important anyway...' 
And the livefeed cuts off. 
Zorin clenches her teeth and cuts her cigar in half and holds the scythe tighter in her grip causing the handle to bend.

A genius programer named mike destined to die early at the age of 60 was hit by a truck.
We come to find him now a her as she became his video game character from the game  his 7 friends spent the past 10 years working on.
An now we can see the one of the most ridiculous existences explore the endless path and infinite cosmos. As the new reborn goddess Sandstorm begins her Odyssey.   


I have seen a lot of different anime and read several thousands of books at this point. I will probably take inspiration for things and not even know it especially since my naming sense is trash. 
I also want to say besides Fateoria, my Mc, and the people in Fareoria it is likely I will not own any of the other worlds or stories that my character will interact with.

"A light War jack from Warmachine for Jaina. Maybe another for the Archon. Eh why not." Galtea nodded at me agreeing.

I wanted to buy a Gundam... like really badly. But Galtea pleaded me not to. "Just saying Heavy Arms would be perfect in this scenario."

"No for the last time. Dont do it. It will make this place become even harder." Galtea watched everything I was purchasing. She was worried beyond belief. With good reason. She rechecked everything against any possible chances of an increase in difficulty.

"Fine!'' I said. She had a point. "Galtea when I am finished, remind  me that I am supposed to do something to you." I looked back at the shop list.

"Very well." She shrugged her shoulders and looked at me. "Do you think using the summons is a good idea? They would become demons then. They will not become like Celestine either. So get that out of your head."

"Yeah.. bad idea. But the one I dont like.. I think we can allow it to happen to her." I shrugged. "I really want to use the Sisterhood."

"It is too early for them to appear. Several centuries I might add at that." Galtea moved about thinking. "No, we should keep them recruiting and uplifting the lost worlds in the sector they are in. So far with the points spent already, they have done a great job securing several sectors that were lost between the transition of 30k and 40k. They are a sound investment. With them coming after the Primarchs had mostly all died or turned to Chaos, it will be fine once they emerge. If things go south they will work wonders. You cannot have the Sisters of Silence either. You would grow dangerously powerful."

"Yeah, yeah. I want to mess up the timeline so badly. So many changes that can be made. Like Horus and the Lion. Oh, shit Magnus.. that one-eyed fucker. I wanted to talk with that guy. He knew some weird things. I like weird things." I was a little too excited. Better than thinking about how dangerous it was here.

"That is cruel and you know it. I rather you didnt subject that soul to that." Galtea was becoming more... conversive. open... maybe. "As for the timeline.. once this is over, the change will happen slowly. We will head somewhere else then come back. The Heresy will take to much to change. That I can assure you."

"Ok then," I said scratching that off my list. 'But I can change the fate of some of the Primarchs. Well, humanize them a little maybe that will help.'

"Ok?" Galtea asked. Her face was puzzled.

"Yeah, ok." Do you want me to change my mind back?"

"No!" She got up and got right in my face. "Why though?"

"Simple. You asked me to." I shrugged and went back searching the store. "I dont mind doing something like that for the people in my group. If I really had to do that, there would have been no asking." I nodded my head agreeing with myself. "I am wishy-washy at times. So sue me, but dont sue me."

"I see." Galtea looked away from me. "Thank you anyway."

"No problem. Stop feeling guilty already. "I did not like that feeling coming through the link we shared. You have nothing to be sorry for."

"I know you say that. But still.." Galtea started to apologize again. I didnt want to hear it. So I pushed my emotions directly at her. Any anger from what happened, any relief that I had from having to know longer worry about making it back home, as well as what I hope to achieve. Enjoying the quiet as she went through it all I stopped when I saw a Morpher.  Right before I clicked she stopped me.

"No, you cannot become a Power Ranger!" Her gaze was sharp and commanding. "Sit down for me please." She asked me nicely so I did. 

As soon as I did so, I was surprised. She didnt sit next to me, but on my lap instead. "Hey what gives?"

"This, I know you do this with several of the others. With Chari, it is just to help her. But you get a thrill from it all the same. Right now you need this intimacy. Considering where you are headed back to. Even more so. Now let's see what we can get you, that will give you a fighting chance." 

I tightened my grip around her and looked at the screen. I had some snuggles to make up for. I dont care if people judged me about it. I like that and no complaints yet.

"The Haemastemen and Biscopea is a must. In this world, those upgrades will flourish faster and react better.'' Galtea looked back at me before quickly turning back. She was just checking that I was paying attention. Which I was. "Let's do the Preomor as well."

"I agree. We need something for the troops. Like seriously. They are mostly meleeing fighters. Only thing I know is that this swarm does not have the large bio-weapons. The claws and talons will make short work of everyone's flesh."

"And done. Your body has accepted the upgrades. Most improvements to your Constitution." Galtea smiled back at me. "Oh, the other stuff you were saying... Let us see.."

"Take your time," I said to her. It was nice seeing her smile. I received a quick flash of everyone else smiling. I need to protect those smiles. 'That was weird to think about.'

"We can purchase reinforcement magic.. or some physic guards that you can cast. But it won't last long. You would have to keep casting over and over." Galtea opened a window with a language I could not even possibly understand. I did recognize the person it was showing, Jaina. I assumed it was her specs. Looking at it for a few seconds I turned back to the store screen. "Jaina can use some spells that will work. The problem is that she is more offensive in nature. What do you think?"

"Do it. One or two defensive ones will turn the tide. Maybe anyway. Pick one for me that will work best." I scrolled over and looked at a screen with armor. I stopped at a Guyver unit. If I had the chance I would have loved to play the game all over again. But no time to now. "What about these Guyver units? It is a bio-armor. They may look aesthetically different but there are some like this in this world. In fact, the Elder wraith bone is really close to it right?"

"Get them. They won't cause a problem. Ahh, there is only three of them." Galtea checked them out, then went back to what she was doing. "One for you, Jaina, and a Gladiator. You cant give one to Angron."

"Why not?" I thought about it for a second before I remembered. "Right, I cant give him my Halo Armor can I either." This was a pain to maintain. But then again I rather have it this way then everyone getting wiped out.

"No, but you can give it to one of the Gladiators with you. They are your support by the way." Galtea voice was normal, but I could hear a little cheery tone in it. I didnt know if this was from the close contact we had currently or if she was beginning to open up to me more.

"Oh yeah forgot about that," I said remembering what she told me earlier. No matter what world I go to, I would always have some kind of support. Whether it was good or bad. Which explained the squadmates from Final Fantasy Tactics and Maldova and company. It was only for a little while unless I could raise my reputation higher with them. That reminded me of something. "Why can't I see Maldova's rating with me?" Galtea shuddered. She was anxious and this did not help her position on my lap. 

"I dont want to say. If you order me to... I will. Dont make me do it." Galtea poured her strands out. She was serious. She really did not want to say it.

I bounced her on my lap. "I won't ok," I said as gently as possible. "Go to bed you have worked hard enough as it is." I went back to finding something to help. She leaned back into me. Her lips right against my neck. 

"Your a bad man." She mumbled before going to sleep. "A really bad man. But our man."

'Our, our who?' I felt that this was a landmine waiting for me when this battle was over. 'Why did it have to be Tyrannids?!'

'My Master you should calm yourself.' Slannesh said to me. 'You have a lot to live for. as well as die for.'

'Thanks for that foreboding message.' I thought about for a moment. 'Slannesh can I even trust you not to take over?'

'I am offend you would have to ask. Just because I ruined the lives of several people does not mean I am untrustworthy.' After that was said by Slannesh I transferred everything I remembered he/she did. If this didnt make them think again then so be it. 'Ok fair point then.' I felt a surge of power come from the sword then disappeared.

'Did you just send me a part of your soul? Why?' This thing was really freaky. If it wasn't for my own soul power clearing my head I would have done something stupid.

'To build trust obviously. How else will I save my race? I need a User to do it. And you aren't to bad at it. If you were a higher level we could do more. But we deal with the cards dealt as you humans say. Also if you die here it gives me a chance to revive you. Which by the odds.. you will need.'

'Thanks...'

System: High Pull finished... parameters met... Arwing 10x will arrive from warp space on your call User. Deducting points for creating pilots.

System: Support Medium Pull... Digital Body... accessing.. Digital World detected. User has set priority Lunabella is this correct?

'Yes,' I said easily. In a few seconds, motes of light appeared and it formed a purple Renamon. With a canary dress and boots. That had to be expensive. In a flash of light, Lunabella returned to her human appearance. Just much older. About the early 20s now.

"Greetings Tamer." She smiled and sat down. A glowing ball light was in her hand that she then released. It floated and disappeared in the direction towards the Digital world. "That is done. MonMon is in charge now." Lunabella stared at me searching my gaze. "We are sure about our decision, so trust us. With this digital body no matter what I can keep coming back. As long as my source code doesn't get destroyed. Neither will I. Before you start a copy has been placed in our digital world. After every mission, I will update it."

"Alright let's do it then." I reached out and grabbed her hand. Watching as the data flowed over to me. "This is.. interesting to say the least.

System: Agumon has fused with your Digimon self. Fusion 100% complete. You two are now one creature.

"Ahh, that is a lot of memories." I exhaled and relaxed. I was not ready for the next part coming so quickly.

System: Lunabella has fused with your Digital Node. Has copied all Technology and mental blueprints you have thought about.

"Ah, this is nice. You are a mad scientist waiting to happen my Tamer." Lunabella said. The voice came from around me like a surround sound. Galtea looked up and smiled before going back to sleep. "I will work on upgrading the Arwing's. You are not flying in these inferior things. Give me a few days and I will have appropriate ones for you. How many more should I make actually?"

"As long as your happy with this, I have no real complaints." I went back to shopping. The other pulls were taking a little bit longer still. With Lunabella sending biotic strands of bliss, I was able to relax. She was more than content staying in the node. Especially with my Digimon self keeping her company. It was a weird experience. About the same as the bond, I had with Mileena and Galtea. There also others forming up inside of me. A light golden one that I couldn't tell who it belonged to yet. "Make one for.. Riku and Mileena. I dont know why but I think they would like those. Don't spend points on them yet. Just concept designs."

"Very well. I am also activating the Loyalty option for you. Having it off will get you killed. I rather that not happen."

"RIght. Galtea talked about that with me. I guess until I get stronger I shouldn't have that off. But it won't affect who I have now so nothing will change there.

System: High Pull... Legend Of Zelda... Princess Zelda of Hyrule.. agreed to serve.

"What the hell?! Why?" As I questioned I watched as motes of light appeared and she formed. She was absolutely wrecked. Her hair was ripped up and a dagger was stabbed into her left lung. "What happened to you?" I ask as I sent out magic to lift her up and heal her. The System was already working on healing her up and turning her to a prime state.

"I was attacked by your kind.. Well, a User to be exact. She did terrible things to my Kingdom. I am all that was left." Zelda said as she healed.

"Alita, I thought memories about other Users' were supposed to be sealed?" I asked her allowing Galtea to rest more.

"That is usually the case. But if the Loyalty meter goes in the reverse then no. A summons has the right to speak about what happened to them. Whether either party broke the bond or not." Alita said from her spot on the porch. She enjoyed resting in my Nether World when not out with Kasumi.

"Thanks. Is Kasumi doing ok?" I watched as Zelda tried to sit up. Using a common clothing pull I sent over to her and watch as it activates quickly. No parameters and things go way faster. "Put this on. It should help."

"Thank you, Master," Zelda said slightly broken. She started to remove her clothes before I put a water veil up. No point in making it worse on her.

"Just call me Azul. Or Sunstrider or Commander. I don't have the time to really go into what happened to you. So take your time with that ok?" She nodded her head agreeing. "Oh, but I can do this though." Sending my Soul Power then my Psycho Power over I watched as she took them both in. They contained my memories or should I say impressions of what I had done since arriving.

"Ah, you are not so bad Azul. I will enjoy serving you." There was a slight blush. "No fighting with you."

"Hmm, ok. The place I am currently in is well terrible. I doubt you want to go there off the bat."

"I do not but I will if you want me to. My magic power and physic power is close to being one in the same. The same as yours I might add." She stared at me leaving it completely up to me.

"Alright. Catch." I threw the Guyver unit to her. "Use this once your mind is ready. Also, let's use this." I activate a Common Weapon pull as well as using a Loyalty point on her to see what would happen. I was quite happy with the results. I watched as she twirled with diamonds around her. Or was it a giant crystal. Then I noticed the weird flux of energy. She activated the Guyver unit and everything at once. In her hand was a Rapier. Using observe I wanted to know what it was.

(Rapier??? Unique: Zelda) 

"That is interesting" I couldn't help but mumble. Loyalty Points are something else. Maybe I should use it on Jaina. While I was thinking about it Alita spoke up.

"You have used the Loyalty point on her. In this case, it pulled her best version to add to her from your mind." Alita said looking at Zelda while moving her head back and forth. "What is Super Smash Bros. Melee?"

I explained to her as I continue to browse the store. Zelda would come to the Warhammer with me. But as a shadow. It was the special Alita had. She walked over and attached herself to Zelda. Then she moved over to me and went into my shadow. It was pleasant actually. I felt the pain of Zelda thanks to my blasted SoulPower causing my Pather abilities to skyrocket.

"This Power has been acted up a lot lately." Looking at the clock I noticed my time was running short. In another hour it was time to go. The other pulls would just have to arrive mid-battle.

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Within the ICT room, Alex sat down on his chair, with his back leaning against the computer chair's backrest.

His sloppy eyes remain fixated on his phone, unable to take his eyes away from it.

"It's been quite a while since I've last logged onto Royalroad." He shook his head in slight disappointment. 

Alex then starts to reminiscent of the time he spends on Royalroad.

"So many of my favourite novels have either been dropped or have been long hiatuses... it's a pity." Alex said to himself.

His eyes slowly drift away from the phone, landing aimlessly on the ceiling above him.

'Things sure has changed a lot since I was in year 7. Now I am in year 11, an upperclassman. I only have one more year left of high school.' Alex thought.

"It's been five years, huh..." Alex said, taking a deep breath, to express his inaudible feelings.

Alex sighs, benign to his feelings, not knowing whether to feel happy or sad by it all.

He soon began to thought about the remaining time he has left, before drifting off elsewhere. 

His greasy hair covered his eyes, but whenever he moved his head, his hair shifted a bit to reveal his amber coloured eyes.

Alex smiled helplessly, knowing full well that he would miss this sort of lifestyle when he left high school.

Lazying around on his phone, whilst surfing the internet.

When all of a sudden, his phone began to ring, as it played the 12th Bleach anime opening - Change, on full blast for all the people to hear.

'Damn it! I've forgotten to set my damn phone to vibrate.' It caught him off-guard as he looks around him embarrassingly.

He immediately notices that everyone's eyes were staring in his particular direction.

"I'm sorry for the disruption, everyone." He decided to apologize.

His cheeks turning slightly red because of embarrassment.

"If you want to answer your call. You can leave the classroom. However, if this were during an actual lesson. I would have to confiscate your phone for disrupting class. Do you understand." Mr Davies said with a stern look on his face.

"I understand, Mr Davies. I will turn off my phone when it is time for class." Alex said so apologetically.

Alex then picks up his phone. He was soon about to head straight for the door when he was suddenly stopped.

So; unexpectedly, Peter pauses his game, turning his computer chair around to face Alex, who was on the opposite side of the room.

The tall, black student with an afro, shouted rather enthusiastically across the room. "That was one of the openings in Bleach, right. My boy, Alex watches Bleach as well." 

He proceeds to give Alex a thumbs up, showcasing that he has good taste in music.

Peter was previously playing a game called Super Smash Flash Bros on his computer, with a friend. They were sharing the keyboard between themselves; one was using the W.A.S.D keyboards, while the other was using the arrow keys.

Trequan was seated right next to Peter, as he was one that was playing Super Flash Smash Bros with him.

Trequan is an extremely big sixteen years old boy comparable even to a full-grown adult.

He is extremely big, and kind of a bit overweight, but nevertheless, he is still quite athletic, being the captain of the year 11 high school basketball team.

Trequan lightly smiles as he gave Alex a nod of approval, unlike Peter who was quite enthusiastic and expressive of his passion for the anime culture.

Trequan, on the other hand, is extremely laid back. He doesn't quite often participle in discussions related to anime.

Subjects discussing whether which anime character can beat who, which one is stronger or weaker, almost like a Death Battle video.

"Yeah. I will be going now." Alex said so with a smile plastered on his face.

He found another individual, close to him, who likes the Bleach anime just like him.

Alex then waved back at the two before leaving the ICT room, minding his own business.

He slides his thumb across the answer button, as the green circular dot slid across the phone screen, answering the call. 

On the phone screen, it displays the caller ID and their phone number. All in bright white texts.

The caller's name was Johnny as he answered the call, putting his phone right up to his ear.

"What's up, John? Why are you calling me at this time, during lunch break, when you could just head to the ICT room on the second floor." Alex said.

"I'm sure that Mr Davies won't mind so long as you're not being loud..." He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence when the caller on the other side interrupted him.

"Waaagh! Alex...*Sniffle!* *Sniffle!*" John cried on the other end of the phone.

However, the response that he's got from the other end, was quite no what he had expected, and therefore caught him off guard.

'Why the fuck is he crying? What the heck is going on?' It was Alex's initial thought, as he is wondering what is going on with John.

Alex then raises his voice, as he spoke out in concern for his friend's wellbeing. "John, are you there? Stay calm! And tell me what is going on, and why you are crying?"

"Did someone hurt you? Were you being bullied?" Alex was being careful with his choice of word.

John cried to him, "Alex... *Hiccup!* My girlfriend broke up with me."

Alex frowns, with a slightly annoyed expression on his face. "And that's it..." He said.

Annoyed by John's response, given off by the tone of his voice, and the way he speaks. Alex thought that it was a very serious matter, like if one of his relatives passed away or something.

"Your crying over your girlfriend breaking up with you! You made it sounded quite serious, and I almost believed you." Alex said, with growing annoyance.

Alex tried to calm himself down. With his left hand, he tried massaging his temples, keeping his cool, before he outright says something that is more hurtful of John's feelings.

"But Alex!" John cried.

"This girl I've been dating ages, roughly 2 years now. We have formed an inseparable bond with each other, but she just up and suddenly wanted to broke up with me..."

"Don't you know how that must have felt." 

John broke down into tears, having become too emotional to talk.

Alex sighs indefinitely.

He coldly responded, without an ounce of mercy. Not giving John a chance to retaunt back at him. "No, I wouldn't have understood, what you normies would have meant since I've dated anyone."

"Anyways when a guy breaks up with a girl, it's normally the girl who ends up crying and becoming too emotional. Not the other way around." 

"You're overreacting, it's only just one girl. It's not a big deal. So get over it." Alex words were harsh, nevertheless, it was the cold hard undeniable truth.

"But Alex, she has been with me for years. It was strange she suddenly..." John tried to talk back, but Alex immediately shut him down.

"No, buts. Just forget about her. If she chooses to dump you for someone else or better. It just means that she isn't fit for you, do you understand. There are plenty more fishes in the sea. So there are plenty of girls who like you for the way you are. Do you understand, John?" Alex berated John leaving him with no chance to talk back.

However, John was not angry about it at all, as he is quite happy to have a friend who is quite worried and shows care for his wellbeing. John immediately gave in, as he understands Alex's nature the best. If he doesn't let it go, he wouldn't hear the last of it from him, or the others when they heard it from him.

"Alex...*Sigh*, " John called out his name but failed to finish off his sentence, as he sighs in his defeat.

Alex has grown a bit hot-headed over the situation, has finally begun to calm down, as he took a breather. "So where are you now? Are you still on the school premise?" He asked with a calm reassuring voice.

"I'm inside the boy's restroom on the ground floor. It's near the stairs that lead to the second floor where you are currently at." John said so, as he wipes his tears away, with his own sleeves. 

"I'm on it. I will be on my way. It won't take me long to get there." Alex said as he hung up on the phone on John.

Alex sighs, as he sieves through his greasy hair with his fingers, looking up at the empty corridor ceiling. "Stupid John. It's only a girl. So there is no need to get so worked up about it." Alex said so to himself, as he walks towards the stairs, that is leading down to the ground floor.

What is done is done? John finally let it out of his system, though he won't be able to date another girl, for some time, until he can become emotionally stable to stand on his own two feet. 

Alex walked out of the second-floor corridors, as he stepped onto the L shaped stairs that go down and up, forming a full square-shaped formation.

Alex took his time, walking down the stairs, as he stares out the window at the sky.

'What the heck is that? Am I seeing things? Am I hallucinating...' Alex asked himself a question, questioning what he is seeing.

It started out as little grey dots in the sky. Then it naturally began to grow bigger, congregating together, to form a large grey cloud. 

The way it moves, and jiggles on about, made it seems more unnatural, almost like it has a mind of its own.

It's almost like a swarm of bees, as Alex watches it even more closely, clearly fascinated by it all.

Zombie Apocalypse meets the Gamer, as the new technoganic alien parasites invade Earth, bringing along with it with the System we know and love.

Inspired by the Gamer of the Dead and Zombie Xianxia.
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An alert sounded on Arash's phone in his palm.

Lo and behold. He finally got to see the messages delivered by her cheeky sister real-time!

Mama:
Ayang, are you alright? Did they bully you? Please don't be sad. You know, my family has always been the super 'passionate' kind. Bear with it with a nod. Just make sure don't flame their anger. If they didn't believe you, travel to my mom's house personally and show your phone. She will overwrite everyone else's accusation. After all she's the queen dowager of the Ribena clan right? *wink! wink!* 

By the way, make sure not to confront Bro Hadi first before talking to Mak okay. He's super paranoid. Even if he believes our story, he might blame you for not taking care of your lovely wife well hehe

Also, thank you for the tutorials, especially on the shelf! I just drag some bamboos from the stream. After finishing lunch, I'll be starting on the shelf. Your suggestion on the elaborated filter rack cum shelf is very useful! Love you so much honey *blowing kisses* How did you know I was going to make a small garden after this? Are you not planning to come and save meeeeeeee...these are all long term arrangementsssssssss....

Also, I can't believe I got sting by a catfish just now! Thank goodness Kuro help me. Also, the ones we bought from the market didn't have stings! So preposterous!

Droves after droves of messages entered the chatting app in one go. As Hadi read through the messages, a myriad of emotions gone by. At first, Arash could see green veins beeping at the side of his brother-in-law's temples, signifying his increasing anger. He braced for the inevitable! Then suddenly it turned to wonderment, and lastly everlasting worry.

Hadi passed back Arash's smartphone, "Hana just replied." 

Before Arash could read the message, Hadi got up from the chair. "Thanks for the coffee. I gotta get going Bro."

"Eh? You're going so soon?" Arash couldn't believe that his brother-in-law was going back just like that without questioning Hana on the phone. It was even the perfect time since Hana rarely stayed engaged to her phone since she was trapped over there. He was expecting to be interrogated harshly.

"Today I got night shift. Send my greeting to that girl. Tell her to message her mom. She's worried sick." Hadi suavely took dignified steps towards the front door. He still felt unwell but amused remembering how his sister trash-talked him in his face. He wondered how much Hana 'praised' him to Arash before this.

"Wait Bro Hadi!"

"What? Do I need to spell out that I won't be charging you for slander or anything? I know the law from the back of my hands. I'll find her using my own means too. Nobody blames you." Hadi spoke magnanimously. He felt a bit guilty for barging into Hana and Arash's little apartment and making a scene just now. He could only say these words to save the last bit of dignity as the eldest in the family.

"Er..no. If Mak wants to message Hana, she needs to download the app we're currently using." Arash replied bashfully.

Hadi nearly fall down. He cleared his throat and asked Arash to share the app to the main Ribena Chatgroup so that everyone could download it and talked to Hana themselves.

"Another thing bro.." Arash stopped him for the second time.

"What else?" Hadi was getting impatient. He was holding on his shame with an utmost difficulty, making a stern expression.

"Hana is busy all the time because she needs to do everything herself from scratch. I will appreciate it if everyone tried not to bombard her with too many things. She only checked her phone at night. This time is a rare case. Please understand and show your support. She's scared, alone and being harshly scolded won't solve anything but hurt her already fragile constitution." Arash said with a pleading look.

Hadi was silent for a moment and later sighed deeply. "Duly noted."

He turned away and leave.

....

Arash heaved a sigh of relief. Hana's eldest brother was not that flexible; it was either white or black, it will never be gray. He was glad that Hadi didn't make a scene. Handling Hadi took a lot of his energy. He knew this kind of person needed a soft approach. If he fought back, they will surely fight it out with harsh words. 

Hana is right. A cup of the right coffee will surely tame the uptight brother. If add peanuts, the probability of success will increase another 30%.

Arash was glad he stocked up on 3-in-1s and peanuts to calm a raging storm. It was really cost effective as he chuckled to himself.

....

While walking towards his old dark blue Proton Saga (1), Hadi swiped open his phone and noticed several internet calls by his little sister from oversea. This one was cheekier than Hana. He had a headache pulling the reins on his unruly siblings. It was hard to fill in a brother cum father-figure role when the shoes he needed to fill were so large. To him, his sisters will always be little girls even how old they have become.

What else this time? He wondered with exasperation.

A call at this time meant his sister's mess might be too big for her to handle herself.

He sat inside his car and return his sister voice-call before he started on his journey back home. If he had waited, only after two hours he would be able to entertain his sister. 

Listening to the not-so-good static-filled call being connected, he immediately spoke, "Yes Humaira, what is it? So eager to contact your bro. There must be something?"

He could hear faint sniffing noises from the other side. Feeling alarmed, he immediately requested for a face-to-face call to check on his little sister. 

After a while, the familiar cheeky face of his little sister was shown on his smartphone. Though the internet signal was not so good, he could see the slightly puffy eyes and tear-stained chubby cheeks. 

"What happen to you?"

"Bro, I've been trying to contact you for the longest of time!" Humaira felt relieved since her bro had finally answered her calls. She was beginning to panic; if the unlikely pic of her elder sister was viralled until it reached their mom, she's doomed!

"Bro..bro.. you must help me.." Tears filling her eyes, she made sure Hadi noticed all of it before she switched back to voice-call and continued with a watered down tale of how she 'inadvertently' turned her big sis into a notorious internet celebrity in just 2 short hours.

"People keep adding ridiculous captions on the pic I posted. I'll forward you the latest one." She forwarded the most recent one she had. It was given to her by her roomie, not knowing she was the culprit who disseminate the picture first. Her roomie even said that the girl in the pic look a bit like Humaira which made she sweated a bucket.

Hadi ended the call after Humaira managed to make him promise to help. He downloaded the picture, knowing that he would see the same picture of Hana with the notorious snake beside her, for the n-th time of the day.

It was truly the same picture, but with an added caption;

#Shocking news!
Cruelty towards Animals!
A Malaysian had been killed by her own exotic breed pet snake! The woman was allegedly abusing her pet by embeddening foreign objects via surgery. It has sparked the rage of the netizens worldwide. Naturalists and environmentalists were fighting to gain the freedom of the poor snake from its abusive breeder. If you have more information, contact the hotline below.
#ReleaseThatSnake
#AbusiveOwner
#NeedDivineRetribution

"Oh, shit."

How was he going to tide the storm brewing inside their mom when she saw this?

Hadi felt being duped by Humaira. She was effectively pushing her shits on him to face Ma'am Shaza!

He PM-ed his naughty little sister and berate her inside the message with the additional note of 'come clean with our ma', 'beg for her forgiveness', 'you won't smell the scent of heaven if she won't forgive you' (2), etcs.  However, he did also explain how to remedy the situation to his sister.

Hadi massaged his temples after he placed the phone on the phone-holder and connected the wire to the charging station. After a short ten minute of readjusting himself, he dis-attached the phone from the charger and made a call.

"Hello, maccha (3). Yes. Remember when I save your ass last year. I need you to return that favor now bro..." He explained his situation to the speaker on the other side.

When he ended his call, he breathed in relieve.

That should settle it. Next, I'll try to tide through the other storm.

He shook his head. It was really tiring being the eldest.

....

Author's Note:

 (1) Proton Saga = a national branded car, well, early this year, it was sold to china eventually. sigh.
(2) 'you won't smell the scent of heaven if she won't forgive you' = this stems from the saying 'heaven is under the foot of a mother', which means, we have to respect our mother in order to go to heaven. So, if you make your mom so angry, you can't even smell heaven, let alone to be eligible to enter it. (laugh)
(3) maccha = no, its not the green tea flavor, my dear friends. In Tamil (indian language prevalent in Malaysia), it means "brother-in-law" (I've clarified this with a dear close friend of mine). It was meant to be a call between best bros. Not suitable to be use in a female-male friendship. It means the brotherhood was so tight until he's at the level of family (brother-in-law) to you.

Meet Hana, a not-so young clumsy housewife, who got lost in a different world when she stepped out for a short grocery shopping session. How can this aunty survive without skills or even a 'golden finger'? What actually can a housewife do besides cooking and cleaning? There's nobody around at all, so she can't even scheme. Is she destined to die in a foreign place full of trees as a side character? Or will she step up and find her own 'edge' in order to survive? Follow her colorful journey and her struggles to carve up a humble abode (sojourn) which she could call her own while awaiting for the beloved of her life to rescue her from her nightmarish predicament.

Will her beloved even be able to rescue her?

Will she obtain benefits and unimaginable wonders as she struggles day to day to survive?

Will she one day obtain super powers as a transmigrator should?

Let us wait and see while rooting for this bumbling yet lovable housewife

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For quite some time while Walker and Knightmare-Grimm were fighting, I was still sorting myself out for a while after I'd left my real body. 
I had forgotten to mention this before because I had also forgotten at the time but before I left that flat hoping to meet Walker instead of this Knightmare-Grimm monster, I had taken my custom made computer tablet with me. It was totally coincidental but proved crucial to my plan to stop Knightmare-Grimm destroying Walker and other innocent bystanders in the city. The combination of Grimm and Knightmare seem to make both of them worse as the whole. Their two different kinds of deviousness complementing each other, to make a higher level of evil. Racked with guilt over my contribution to the creation of this heinous monster, I focused on trying to suppress my feelings of panic and helping Walker stop him.

I grabbed my tablet before leaving my real body in the cupboard. In a room, on the top floor, I heard some shouts and instructions. It sounded like rehearsals were being conducted but I did not have time to investigate what sort of establishment I had left my real body in. It sounded if they were about to run out of the room. They had noticed something on the street.  I quickly flew down the stairs in my avatara form. Outside the side entrance where I came in, I heard the commotion. It was much more than before. I could hear people shouting and several people were running down the alleyway.
A woman was running with her daughter, whose eyes caught my own. The girl stared at me and gave a broad smile. She pointed at me. 
"Look mum it's a fairy."
Her mother like all the other adults continued running not noticing my glimmering form on the side of the alley way.  Unable to see what is around them because of their fear and  need for security. The difference between adults and children, I guess. Adults see with their eyes, children see with their minds. 
Anyway I'm getting distracted again, time to focus. After getting out to the street what I needed was a bird's eye view. I flew up in the sky above Piccadilly Circus, quick enough that I felt cold air pass behind my ears
I saw it all, the police cars, a helicopter, lots of onlookers moving and shouting frantically. Getting in the way and making work harder for the police. How many of them are wearing headphones? How many have alpha phones? I need a lot of both, if this plan was going to work. 
Walker! There he is trying to fight. Knightmare-Grimm is too strong. No, ok, I must be quick.
My tablet screen. I use a special program on it that is very flexible, allowing me to hijack other programs and change their base code and user permissions at will. A copy of the avatara program was on the hard drive of the tablet. I don't think I would have had much of a plan if I did not accidentally have this tablet on me, but with it I can code.
You want to know my plan? It's crazy, but there's no other way to stop this monstrous Knightmare-Grimm concoction. The Knightmare-Grimm avatara is so powerful because Byron Grimm and Knightmare are connected directly to the  Sheldrake's servers containing the Avatara Kernel  making their avatara very stable and much stronger than mine or Walker's. I also noticed that they must have used high grade programmable dust available at Sheldrake that allows for strong bonding of the information packets of the avatara, making its structure harder to destroy.
Plus there is two of them inside the avatara, that means they have double the power with two minds in one.  And with Knightmare being talented enough to manipulate codes in avatara form, which is not easy to do, all of these things make it almost impossible to beat this monster.
However, although they cannot be beaten by either me or Walker, or both of us, they can be overwhelmed if there are enough avatara together. Like hundreds of avatara. The police and onlookers are also useless in real form, as they cannot harm an avatara that way, especially one as strong as Knightmare-Grimm. But if I give them all avatara abilities together we might be able to hold him and hopefully stop him.
After all this reflection, I convinced myself it was a good plan but who am I kidding? A well thought out ridiculous plan is still a ridiculous plan but there were no other good options.
I could surrender myself to Grimm but then he would get the kernel codes and if I gave him that, he would be a security risk not only for the country but for the whole world.
Ok. Here we go. Copy my Avatara app into the application download store for alpha phones. Bypassing the app store security encryptions. There is no time to ask alpha company for permission to use their phones to share Avatara. I will close it down afterwards anyway if they don't.
Now I need to find a way to hack the Piccadilly lights. That world famous big screen that displays over the circus. It's a 4K digital screen that captures attention with adverts. It's forty five metres wide and eighteen metres high. The company who owns it has extreme firewall security to prevent it being hacked. I hate doing this type of hacking, it's the lowest of the low. But there's no time for pride now. I need to override its software and its cameras. I'm being so cheeky, that I am hacking their service whilst using their own wireless connection.
I don't have much time but I need to put up an advert to make these people want to download Avatara on their phone and use it to become avatara. Make them all gang up on Knightmare-Grimm. Individually their avatara will be weak but together they'll be strong, like a pack of hyenas fighting one lion.
A couple more lines of code to pretend this is an honest request to use the screen. Enter in that avatara is a product that would be of interest to everyone from the age of eighteen to seventy and the screen will show my advert instead of any other. 
Done.
Ok. Come on….
Yes there is. Now if you could see the screen right now here's what it would say.
"Do you want to be a superhero? Download this app and listen. It's called Avatara. You will be able to fight this villain. Cash prize of £100 000 for beating him. Give up the rat race. Do something special today." 
That should do it. 
I do not know how many people would go for it but there are hundreds of them still around. At least fifty of them should be enough to take Knightmare-Grimm. Come on. Yes, some of them are pointing. Oh gosh, some of them are pointing at me. 
"Download it!" I shouted. I lowered myself closer to the ground for a moment.  "Put on your headphones and you will become an avatara like me." I had not rehearsed the sales pitch but people were amazed to see me in the sky. Then I heard cries from the police officers ahead who had formed a barricade of cars around Piccadilly Circus. Knightmare-Grimm was firing bullets at their cars.
By now quite a few people had put on their headphones and were downloading. This just might work. How many of them were doing it? Maybe fifty. Let me have a quick look around. I'm too far in this now, maybe the cameras will pick me up, I see some people have tried to take photos of me. Luckily, avatara do not show up well photo or video because the form is volatile and the particles are moving really fast. I will just show up as a glimmering refractive shiny object.
I fly up higher in the air, to get a better idea of what's going on. Oh no! Knightmare-Grimm is closing on Walker. Move Walker! Move! Damn, he can't. I have got to distract him, hopefully, some people will become avatara after seeing the advert, maybe even the police officers. Good! On my tablet its telling me that over a hundred people have downloaded it.
"Hey!" I shouted towards Knightmare-Grimm's direction. He turned to look up at me, his mouth was wide and menacing. How had I never noticed his evilness when I worked for him? I must be a poor judge of character. My adrenaline was pumping, so I could notice all my random thoughts at once. It was like time was slowing down.
"If you want me, come and get me!" Knightmare-Grimm looked up at me and I took a quick picture of his face with my tablet. I added it to the advert. An arrow on the big screen pointing to the face of Knightmare-Grimm as the villain.
He moved so quick for a moment I froze. His avatara was so powerful and was flying towards me at lightning speed. I better move. I flew down to the ground and landed on the pavement at Piccadilly opposite a bookstore. In the window were copies of a newly released book called 'The Flying Nanoman.' It seems science fiction is really in fashion right now, maybe I will write a book called 'Avatara' once this is all over.
Yet again I was not fully focused. Crash! Knightmare-Grimm's feet smash into the pavement I have just left. I thought he wanted me alive? Is he trying to kill me?
"That was a slow reaction Grace, I could have killed you and I would not want that. We would not want that...we need you. I need you." Their combined personality sounded unstable but from the voice and mannerisms it was clear that Grimm was mostly in control. 
"You should let Knightmare go Byron," I said. "He is just a kid."
Knightmare-Grimm let out a roar of laughter. I staggered back a few more steps. He's faster than me so I can't fly away. I will have to wait for him to commit to a pounce towards me and when he does I will dodge out of the way.
"No one is innocent here Miss Shelley," Knightmare-Grimm said. "I have access to the boy's memories and we now what he is about. He is a thief and a pyromaniac besides being a computer genius. He thought he could play with fire before he met me. Now he is now part of we. I will never let him go, as far as his computer abilities go, they are nearly as good as yours. Which means I have that power. I honour him in name, as Knightmare-Grimm but it is I as Grimm that is in control and my I is now our we. Yes I is we."
It was a great stalling tactic, getting him to talk, and if there's one thing I've always known about Byron Grimm is that he loves to talk. That long monologue was proof that he really was in control of that thing. 
Still, I was not safe, just within his clutches now and Grimm is so persuasive when he is close to you. Dribbling mouth aside, his words are smooth and seductive, almost a power unto themselves and before I realised how creepy he was, I found him quite charming. 
"I always believed in you Grace. Even when no one else did. We are connected in time and space. You are beauty and I am the beast." He was closing in on me and it seemed there was nothing I could do.
"Now it is time to come--"
He was cut short. Out of nowhere hundreds of avatara appeared. Of all shapes and sizes. One was huge and looked like a caveman with a club. One was man but with the head of a lion, with claws at the end of his fingers instead of nails. Another was a samurai, the other a sumo wrestler and one other was a native American. Why? I don't know. But they were here and there were many more, all jumping at Knightmare-Grimm. My ridiculous plan worked. The calvary had arrived.

In 2030 Grace Shelley, a young inventor has made a scientific breakthrough in creating the technology to project the mind out of the body, creating a new physical self with almost limitless capabilities. She calls this invention, Avatara.

She intended for the new technology to help mankind but her boss Byron Grimm has other less desirable plans: world dominion. So Grace goes rogue from her organisation and does all that she can to make sure Grimm's plans doesn't see the light of day, discovering allies and making more enemies in the process.

Novel by: Domnic Obi
Illustration by: Galih Margi
Original story by: David Thomas

For the last two years Thomas had been living in the parker residence. Not because his mom and dad couldn't keep him, but because they made an agreement. Peter wanted to be a part of Thomas's life and so for the last two years he became Thomas Parker, or Tom Parker. Life was good. Tom hanged out with his half sister and her friends. He invented some stuff on his own, and he became the Hacker known as the Silver Spider. He did robin hood things when he was hacking. Such as got cyber proof of wrong doings and giving it to the police, and taking all the rich villains money and putting to charities and poor folks bank accounts. From time to time he helped his father and older half brother get into places and break encryptions on things they needed to get into. He also grudgingly helped fury from time to time. For a few months things were tense between him and MJ, but after peter came home one day battered and bloodied. They both tore into him, after that she saw him as her own child as well. Though she kept reminding peter if there's another kid that pops up out of nowhere she's leaving him.
 

THREE WEEKS AFTER THOMAS'S 12TH BIRTHDAY


Thomas was playing with May on their new wii u, Super smash bros. "Oh c'mon I tossed you're butt! No no  no no!" May is laughing. "Fear my blade, and even worse...MY SMASH!!" May was playing as Cloud Strife and Thomas was playing as mega man....for the first time. "Okay next time I'm playing ganondorf." May was yelling "MAY SMASH!!!" His phone was going off. Torus's ringtone was "FIGHT ON" from ff7.  He answers with "Moshi Moshi" There was an exasperated sigh on the other end. "Thomas is May with you?" He waits for a second "I don't know May you with me?" He chuckles as she yells "Hi Torus!"

"Quick turn on the news, you may not have to worry but You're father and May might." He pause's the game and turns the TV to the news. He see's "THIS JUST IN The president and the senate have both agreed to pass the Superhero Registration Act, this act forces anyone who is "GIFTED" to register with the government for both training and employment. If they do not wish to be employed they will be known to the government. Whoever is on the list will be made public knowledge." 

Thomas shook his head. He hoped this wouldn't happen. (Please please dad don't unveil yourself. That's the dumbest idea you ever had.) "May don't register." May looked at him "Why?" He glared at her "Do you want people with torches at you're house yelling "NO MUTIES! GO TO HELL!" or some such thing. Remember while you may say "With great power comes great responsibility"  there will be people that go "Damn I wish I could do that you know what let's make this girls life a living hell." trust me even if you go out and be a hero they may not thank you for it. You too Torus, and thanks for letting me know I'll talk to you later." He waits for Torus to hang up before calling peter. "Hey tom what's up?"

Thomas : Dad do you know about the Superhero Registration Act?
Peter : Yea, they were suppose to announce it today I haven't checked out the news yet.
Thomas : They passed it. Please for the love of god do not reveal who you are. Seriously do not.
Peter : Relax unless I'm not going to unless cicumstances make me do it.

Thomas breaths a sigh of relief and makes small talk before hanging up, but for some reason he had a bad feeling.


ONE MONTH LATER


"Hello I'm Peter Parker and I am spiderman." Thomas see this scene on the knews and he slowly close's his eyes, in frustrated disapointment. "Hey kids what's up?" He hears peter say as he enters. He get's up and walks into the living room to where his second mom is. MJ looks at him and she knows exactly what he's thinking. "Peter come in here." May walked in and sat down on the couch. Peter walks in and see's the look on everyone's face. "Peter did you not say we would discuss this as a family." Peter grins sheepishly "Uhh I brought pizza.....okay I thought about it really hard and this was the only way to get the ball rolling." he said as his face becomeing serious "This is for the greater good. Those of us who have powers need to be policed."

Thomas nodded. "You know you could have said the only person I trust with this information that wouldn't abuse this is oh I don't know Steve Rodgers, you know the CAP *Hes refering to captain america just in case people don't know his real name, but I hope people know his name by now* or someone equally resposible." He frowned "At least have the common sence to not do a Tony, but you did it anyways. Now who knows how many of you're enemys will come fuck with us here at home." Peter sighed "Fury said he'd have SHIELD agents protecting you guys when I'm not at home. You'll be perfectly fine."

"That's not the point Peter!" MJ said "You didn't consult you're family...You didn't ask me." Peter gathered his family in a group hug. "What is said is said, what's done is done. Everything will be fine."


FISKS OFFICE


"AFTER ALL THESE YEARS IT'S BEEN A SNOT NOSED BRAT!!!! A PHOTOGAPHER FOR THE DAILY FUCKING BUGLE!!!!" Fisk was shouting, as slammed his fists down. Breaking his desk. "I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH MONEY I SPEND I WANT HIM DEAD!!!!!" His assistent nodded. "Who do you want to hire?" Fisk calmed down. "Break the goblin out, get shocker, electro, hell even the vulture. Bust out Octavius, Tombstone and Mysterio. Hmmmm and add sandman and maybe the rhino to the guest list." His assistent jotted It all down on his notebook. "Also find his family, and make them pay too." The assistent added it to his notes. "Oh and Johnson." His assistent looked up. "I like fire." 


THE RAFT


It was supposed to be a quiet night at this high security prison but things don't go as planned. There was explosions and gunfire everywhere. The inmates were getting free. A couple of guards walked up a group of jail cells. "Good evening gentlemen." A man a scar going across his right eye. He was checking the list of who was here. Otto Octavius AKA DOC OCK, Lonnie Lincoln AKA TOMBSTONE, Norman Osborne AKA GREEN GOBLIN, Herman Schultz AKA SHOCKER, Adrian Toomes AKA THE VUKTURE, Aleksei Sytsevich AKA THE RHINO. "You're all humbly invited to a party." He said as he unlocked their cells. "I'M FINALLY FREE!!!" Norman screamed. Otto "What kind of party and who is inviting us?" The others coming out "Well Wilson Fisk is inviting you to kill Spiderman. Their are others invited as well. He has unmasked himself. We know where he lives and We know about his family. He is married to a Mary Jane Watson, has a daughter by the name of May Parker, named after his aunt who lives separately." Giving them the addresses. "So do you accept? If you do I'll help you get you're gear and take you to Fisk." They nodded and they made their escape.

This is my first work ever. so i thought hey fanfiction should be fun. so i went for marvel so heres hoping that you'll find what i will do with the world interesting. think small changes big impact. 

This story is about Felicia Hardy's son that peter never knew about. Thomas P Hardy. There will be romance, action, stan cameos, dp refrences, and much more. as it is im of the opinion the mc can be op but after much hardship. But the question is to harem or not? we will see as it plays out.

I probably should mention that any characters or character resemblances i do not own and is strictly owned by marvel, dc, whateves this is purely fanfiction.

Promotional preparations began in August 2016 with the release of teaser images and their participation in songs and advertisements. YG Entertainment revealed the final line-up and name of the group on June 29, 2016.

Blackpink was the first girl group to debut under YG Entertainment in six years after 2NE1, with their debut single album Square One, which was released on August 8, 2016. The two lead singles charted at number one and two on the Billboard World Digital Songs chart, and Blackpink is the fastest act to do so and the third Korean artist or group to hold the top two positions after label mates Psy and Big Bang. "Whistle" topped the digital, download, streaming, and mobile charts on Gaon in August 2016. They also reached number one on the weekly, popularity, music video, and K-pop music video charts of China's biggest music-streaming website QQ Music. Blackpink's first music show performance was aired on August 14, 2016 on SBS' Inkigayo. They won first place on Inkigayo 13 days after their debut, and broke the record for the shortest time for a girl group to win on a music program after their debut. They wrapped up their promotions for Square One on September 11, 2016 with another win on Inkigayo.

Blackpink released their second single album Square Two with the lead singles "Playing with Fire" and "Stay" on November 1, 2016. The songs were produced by Teddy Park with R. Tee and Seo Won Jin. They performed their comeback stage on Inkigayo on November 6 and on Mnet's M Countdown on November 10, 2016. "Playing with Fire" was their second single to hit number one on the Billboard World Digital Songs chart. In South Korea, "Playing with Fire" peaked at number three while "Stay" managed to reach the tenth spot.

Blackpink's commercial success in their first five months earned them several rookie awards at major Korean year-end music award shows, including the Asia Artist Awards, Melon Music Awards, Golden Disc Awards, Seoul Music Awards, and Gaon Chart Music Awards. Additionally, Billboard named them one of the best new K-pop groups of 2016.

On January 17, 2017 Blackpink named their fan club "Blink", a portmanteau of "Black" and "Pink". On June 22, The group released a digital single titled "As If It's Your Last". The song was described as a "mixed genre of music", a change of sound from their previous releases. The song debuted at number one on Billboard's World Digital Song chart dated June 22 after only one day of tracking, making it their third number one hit on the chart. The music video for the song later went on to break the record for the most liked music video by a Korean girl group on YouTube.

On July 20, Blackpink held a showcase at Nippon Budokan in Tokyo. It had an attendance of more than 14,000 people and it was reported that around 200,000 people tried to get tickets for it. The group made their Japanese debut on August 30, 2017, with the release of their self-titled Japanese extended play. Blackpink was ranked among YouTube's Global Top 25 Songs of the Summer for 2017, with their single "As If It's Your Last".

BLACKPINK is a four-member group consisting of Jennie, Lisa, Jisoo and Rosé. They are the latest girl group from YG Entertainment after seven years, following 2NE1. A team of pretty visuals as well as talented and artistic individuals, they were first introduced in 2012 with “Who’s That Girl???” teaser series. With most members spending their childhood in foreign countries, the girls are fluent in Korean, English and Japanese, adding up their international appeal suggesting that they were formed to conquer not just the Korean music industry but the global stage as well!

Nick was an otaku. He loved reading novels and a particular novel had gained his particular obsession and devotion. The novel was one of the current top novels, a modern fantasy world novel with various heroes with different tropes.

It was the current blockbuster in the web novel world, with millions of readers and fans from around the world. Nick too was deeply engrossed in the theory making and lore of the world.

However, as the years passed, Nick could feel that the author was making up random stuff for the views. Nick felt like the novel was straying away from the true intentions, as the romance subplots all ended up in flames, the heroes actually ended up becoming villains and destroying the very world they inhabited due to infighting and many other dramatic reasons.

In the end the book ended on a tragic note that left a bitter and ugly taste in the readers mouth. Nick, in particular, began spamming 1 star reviews all over the review sites as well as bitching about the novel in the forums, writing his own theories about how the plot should have been realized.

One day, Nick received an email from the Author of the novel. 

"You don't like my novel? Then change it yourself!" 

That is all the mail said. In the mail was an attachment with the story. Nick was surprised at the Author mailing him and suspected that it might be an email hacking scam. 

But curiosity got the better of him and clicked the  download button. Suddenly, his eyes went dark. He couldn't feel his body anymore. He felt real, but also unreal. Like the life he had read until now had all been a dream. 

Suddenly, like a movie, all details, backstories, histories and the core story of Heroes Rising was burned into his consciousness and he remembered every bit of it. Nick was scared as he didn't understand what was going on. 

The inability to feel his body or see anything but darkness made him extremely uneasy, however, as if this too were a dream. It passed and he finally felt like he had woken up and could feel his body.

He opened his eyes and found himself standing with several other kids dressed in a weird combat uniform. Everyone looked straight ahead and he did too, to find a beautiful red haired woman with a glowing face, but a heroic air, looking at the students.

"Freshmen students, welcome to the Hexagon! I, Alena, as the student council president, welcomes you to this paragon institution training the next group of the world's heroes!"

In the crowd, Nick was dumbfounded. Alena? Hexagon? Isn't this from the beginning of Heroes Rising? 

Then a simple middle aged man with green hair, green beard and green eyes walked onto the podium. "Children, today you will take a step into the real world. To become heroes. To protect our world. As the principal, I look forward to seeing your rapid growth within Hexagon!"

Nick was stunned again. "Didn't this guy match the exact descriptions of principal Ruian from the novel? Could I entered the novel of Heroes Rising?" He wondered.

In panic, Nick began searching his body and found a card within his trouser pocket. He took the card out to see the details.

Nick Caritt, 18, Freshman Hexagon. Along with these details, there was a photograph attached. Nick looked at the photo and was a little surprised.

"Is this who I am? Nick Caritt... I actually don't look half bad, but this name was never mentioned in the novel. Looks like I was reborn as a fodder character." He thought to himself.

After the introductory assembly got over, the people slowly followed their lines to the class. Nick blindly followed the queue and ended up in the classroom.

Heroes Rising began in the hero university Hexagon. This arc had several important characters who would all go on to become one of the top heroes in the world.

Drake Snow was one of the main characters and had the biggest potential as the hero. He had a strong superpower dormant within his body, just like the other heroes. He had brown hair and looked very confident smile. He was also very handsome and girls would all flock to him. He was the perfect Hero Template character.

Then there was Hailey Bloom who was a female main character. With dark black long hair and a tall and strong personality, her attractive appearance made her the pick of the heroines. In the story, she had feelings for Drake but eventually the Author messed the situation up by having Drake fall in love with someone else.

John Crow was a main character with anti hero like tendencies. He had a rivalry with Drake and actually would like Hailey who always snubbed him. He was a powerful hero family scion who looked down on Drake.

Elly Still was the fourth main character in Nick's class. She was also the daughter of a super rich hero family and had feelings for John. She was also a powerful person in the future.

When Nick recollected these four and their complex relationships, he shook his head at the clusterf**k of a mess the Author had created off of these people's relationships.

 Nick didn't have much time to think, today the students would be measured for talents. The talent measuring device was a machine that analyzed the abilities and strengths of the testers and displayed them in digital terms.

The talent would be rated on a scale of 0 - 10. Nick was well aware of this scene. This was when the heroes would end up distinguishing themselves.

The teacher of Nick's class, a beautiful woman of the name Shu Qi, led the students to the talent testing room.

She looked at the students and spoke. "Today we will be testing the students for talent. No matter what talent the machine shows, remember that your hard world will lead you forward to success.

When Nick woke up one day, he discovered that his day had an extra 24 hours. 


[The idea is inspired by a chinese novel, which I didn't end up liking, but loved the initial concept.]

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