While I can't say I've copied and mastered the skills handed down to me to it's highest degree at the age of seven. What I can say is I have learned enough in the last two years to proficiently survive what's about to come next. I don't know when the death of my mother would come or if I should even try to prevent it but I know I need to disappear afterwards. I know staying with my family to try and pick up the pieces where my father had dropped will help my siblings develop better. But there's still so much I need to do in order to get to survive this world with the powers that I want. And one of the key powers that I want is in America. Without it I won't be able to compete with the rest of the monsters in this universe and it's multiverse counter part.
In the last few weeks I've been sneaking into my father's treasury whenever he would leave for whatever businesses he has in the outside world. I would always make sure to use the device I've installed on to the house network and his personal computer to turn off the cameras before I do anything. With being the gifted child, almost any piece of technology that I asked for I'll get. Even if they're ultimately used as scraps and parts for my own plans and bug box. Seeing how I won't be here for much longer I still need a way to get access to the Ten Rings network and plans. Maybe I won't need it in the future but it doesn't help to some back door access into the network of one of the oldest and most powerful crime organization in the world. Who knows, maybe if fate determines it, I might get the see my family once more before my father attempt to end the world because of his love for my mother.
While in the treasury I would always try to skim off some of the less valuable and lower quality gemstones. But since my father has been raiding and pillaging for over a millennium now, it's difficult to find a pebble hidden within a mountain of gold and diamonds. Even his topazes and amethysts are so rare and of such high quality that they could be heirlooms of royal families all over the Euro-asia continent. Hell for all I know they could actually be lost treasure from fallen kingdoms and dynasties. But I guess skimming beggars can't be righteous choosers, even if this is a weird retelling of Prince Siddhartha. So I took what little bits and pieces of untraceable wealth I can before anything begins to look out of place. I try to leave the treasury as if no one else besides my father has stepped foot in it.
With my small fortune of tens of thousands to millions of dollars in stolen wealth being stashed away in my getaway backpack, behind my clothes in my closet, I head back out into the humble palace I call home. All the cameras suddenly return to normal as if nothing had ever happened. Even the footage has been edited from my computer to account for any missing time skips. Forging the video is pretty simple since in my household there's only my parents, brother, sister and I. All I have to do is keep a still image of the hallways on screen while keeping the times stamp going as if it was never tempered with.
Now as I share meals with my family I can't help but feel a sense of guilt and a severe case of imposter syndrome ad I've been faking my entire life and personality to these people. My plan was to fake everything until I can leave and become my own person and powerhouse in this lifetime. However I can't help but feel a sense of real connection to these people. All these years, I've been treated well and loved well by my family.
This is something my previous life couldn't even be compared to. Now I know in my last life my parents struggled to keep the lights on and did their best support my siblings and I but they just couldn't be there during the times I needed them the most. I don't blame them and I never will. I understand the truth that they were trying shield me from as they didn't want me to carry any of their burdens while I was growing up. So in this life these parents of mine, with all the time in the world, gave me the very thing I had craved for in my past life.... I-I really don't know what to feel anymore. I know of the truth about my father and his organization and what is to come once my family becomes broken. However I know the responsibility I must bare in order to keep living in this world and what I must do to protect it. I wish to stay and protect my family but I...I MUST BECOME A BEING THAT STANDS AT THE APEX IF I WANT TO SURVIVE!!
"SiChou, are you alright?" my mother's voice broke me out of my internal though process and brought me back to reality. "You look a little shaken up. Is there something wrong with the food my dear?" I try to process my next move as I slowly shake my head.
"N-no mama, I was just thinking about what I read today on Dr. Starks inventions. I can't imagine how the future will be now that the Stark Expo is back." I smile at my mother before taking another chunk of roast duck onto my rice bowl. "Maybe one day Papa can take us to the Expo." I tried to deflect the conversation to my father and siblings. "Xialing, do you want to go see the Ironman with your big brothers?"
-----Some Weeks Later-----
Tonight is finally the night. Even though I've been waiting for this moment to slip away from my family and take my first step towards becoming a powerhouse, I've been dreading to see this night come to being. I'm standing at the end of one hallway that leads into our sand garden area. I continue to watch as by our dragon statue my mother is currently showing Shang-Chi how to flow through the motions of her martial arts just like how she taught me all those years ago.
Not far away from them I can see that Xialing is playing near by while also keeping an eye on the two to learn from afar. I guess she's been trying to teach herself how to fight even earlier than I thought. Well now is when I should leave for my room. Just as I was about to turn around the short little scene came to a halt as four gangsters walk into our common area. I really need to go....
I quickly head towards my room and begin digging into my closet. I grab my getaway backpack and begin filling it with a few days worth of clothing, home made phone and a USB drive that's full of my personal studies and memorabilia. I leave my bug box plugged behind the electric outlet so that I can always have a backdoor of some kind for future usage. As long as Father thinks that I'm dead and doesn't destroy my room I should always have a way to get back into the network once his organization becomes active again. With all that done I begin to head out of my room and into the our underground garage.
I know my body is only that of a seven year old but my mind has now aged to that of a 24 year old damnit. I can drive a car even if I don't have a license! I just need to look for one that isn't conspicuous and has enough tint to not let others know that a kid is behind the wheel. I take a quick gander around since this is pretty much my first time being down here. There's really nothing cheap here, just expensive cars and rare exotic vehicles that's no longer in production. I guess it'll just have to be on foo-
VROOM VROOM!!!
The sound of a roaring motor rips through the large garage as a moped slowly rolls towards the exit. "I guess even a thousand years old warlord needs something to slowdown on and enjoy the views sometimes." After a couple minutes of riding down the mountain I stop on the side of the road and pull out my phone. I reactivated the cameras of the hallway from my room to the garage. I take one last look of my now broken home before riding away. I think it must've started raining as I rode off because the road had became blurry and wet even though the weather broadcast said it was going to be a clear sky all night long.