Capítulo 20: Chapter 20: The Unseen Hero
Chapter 21: Shadows in the Battle
The Hulk's roar reverberated across the wreckage of New York as the beast before him—a monstrous, towering figure with jagged spikes and scaled skin—snarled and lunged. Debris scattered everywhere, and the ground quaked under their combined might. It was a scene that screamed chaos and destruction, the kind that usually ended with someone getting trampled beneath the feet of titans.
For Alex, standing in the shadows of a broken building, this was his moment.
He remained cautious, of course. That was his nature. While the world was falling apart around him, his mind raced through the possibilities. One wrong move and he'd become just another casualty in the collateral damage, or worse—draw attention to himself before he was ready. He hadn't worked this hard to accumulate points just to be smashed by the Hulk or caught in the crossfire.
From his vantage point, he could see everything—the Hulk pounding the creature with thunderous fists, sending shockwaves through the streets, while the creature retaliated with savage, bone-crushing strikes of its own. The monster was relentless, fueled by rage and pure, animalistic instincts. It was only a matter of time before someone—be it the Avengers or SHIELD—would intervene.
But Alex had already made his decision. He wasn't going to let them steal this opportunity.
His gaze flicked to his system panel, the silver wheel spinning lazily in the corner of his vision, displaying his current powers and points:
Points: 460/1,000.
The Silver Wheel materialized before him, spinning slowly as if waiting for his next decision. He had three slots filled—Spider-Man, Black Panther, and another character whose agility had served him well. That left him one more slot. One more chance to pick the right power.
And he would need something more than just strength or speed this time. He would need precision, intellect, and most importantly, a way to control the situation without getting too involved.
With a deep breath, Alex focused on the wheel and spun it, watching as the colors and names blurred before his eyes. He held his breath as the wheel slowed down, each tick filling him with anticipation.
Zatanna Zatara: Peak psychic and magical abilities.
Alex's eyes widened. Zatanna wasn't just powerful—she was clever. A magician of the highest order, with the ability to control minds, manipulate reality, and cast spells that could shift the tide of any battle. And while she wasn't a god-tier character, she was exactly what he needed for a fight like this—someone who could turn the odds in his favor without brute force.
A surge of energy flowed through him as Zatanna's powers merged with his existing abilities. His mind expanded, new possibilities opening up as he felt the psychic energy coursing through him. He could sense the minds of people around him, their thoughts like faint whispers at the edge of his consciousness. It was overwhelming at first, but he quickly adjusted, focusing on the task at hand.
The urge to spin again was tempting—he had saved up enough points to get another power from the silver tier. But he still had one slot left, and this wasn't the time to waste his points on something flashy. No, he needed something practical, something that would give him just the edge he needed to nudge this fight in his favor without getting caught.
He closed his eyes and focused on the powers he had already accumulated. Spider-Man's agility and web-ability, Black Panther's enhanced senses and combat skills, Zatanna's psychic and magical abilities, and the others. These weren't just abilities—each power brought with it a new way of thinking, a different mindset. Spider-Man's instincts warned him of danger, while Zatanna's psychic touch let him feel the emotions of the people still trapped in the surrounding buildings, paralyzed by fear.
He could feel them all—the terror and confusion, the racing heartbeats of civilians who hadn't yet managed to escape the area. And the deeper he pushed into their minds, the clearer his goal became. This was his way forward. He wouldn't have to fight the monster directly—he'd save the people, all while staying hidden.
But first, the fight.
The Hulk was grappling with the creature again, its claws raking across the green giant's chest as they crashed into the ground. The moment was perfect. Alex closed his eyes, reached out with Zatanna's powers, and touched the creature's mind.
The beast's thoughts were simple, primal—rage, hunger, the instinct to destroy. But beneath all of that was a pattern, an order to the chaos. Alex focused, threading his way through the creature's consciousness, guiding it, ever so subtly, toward distraction.
A psychic nudge here. A phantom pain there.
The creature paused, its movements faltering for just a second—just long enough for the Hulk to seize the opportunity. With a roar of pure fury, the Hulk grabbed the monster.
Alex closed the system panel and took a deep breath. It was time to move.
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The streets were in chaos by the time Alex arrived near the scene of the battle. Civilians were running in every direction, screaming in terror as the ground shook beneath them. Cars were overturned, storefronts were destroyed, and in the distance, the unmistakable roars of the Hulk echoed through the air.
Alex ducked into an alleyway, his mind racing as he formulated a plan. He had to be careful about how he revealed himself—if he went in guns blazing, he'd attract attention from every hero and villain in the city. And he couldn't afford that. Not yet.
Pulling the hood of his jacket over his head, Alex summoned the system panel once more, this time focusing on a new aspect of his power. But it felt right. He wasn't a hero in the traditional sense, nor was he a villain. He was something in between—someone who worked from the shadows, manipulating events without getting directly involved. And with his newfound psychic abilities,the name Mysterio seemed fitting hearing of this name about the unknown hero, as given by citizens.
Satisfied with his choice, Alex made his way toward the source of the destruction. As he got closer, he could see the Hulk locked in a brutal battle with a massive creature that looked like a mix between a reptile and a gorilla. The creature swung its massive fists, slamming them into the Hulk with enough force to crack the ground beneath them.
Hulk roared in fury, grabbing the creature by the arm and tossing it into a nearby building, sending debris flying everywhere. It was a clash of titans, and if Alex wasn't careful, he could easily get caught in the crossfire.
But he wasn't here to fight. He was here to observe, to gather points by saving people and influencing the outcome of the battle.
He closed his eyes, focusing on the psychic energy around him. His mind reached out, touching the minds of the people in the area. Fear, panic, confusion—it was all there, swirling around in a chaotic storm. But with Zatanna's powers, he could calm them, guide them to safety.
With a gentle push, he sent a wave of calm through the crowd, directing them away from the battle zone. People who had been frozen in fear suddenly started moving, their minds clearing as they followed the mental nudge toward safety.
Alex's points began to tick upward as the civilians moved to safety. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
Points: 460/1,000.
He needed more. He needed to find a way to intervene without getting too close. His mind raced as he watched the battle unfold, the Hulk and the creature trading blows with enough force to level buildings.
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