Marvel World New Magneto
293 Dark Avenger
In the messy building, some S.H.I.E.L.D. staff are busy moving things. They want to transport away the confidential documents or equipment stored here, but the two uninvited guests who caused this scene, Spider-Man and Sandman, were caught by Eri. Restraint, at this time they were leaning against the wall, sitting on the floor of the laboratory in a daze with their heads downcast.
In this most severely damaged place, Gemma Simmons has devoted herself to work out of her strong thirst for knowledge. Regardless of the smoke and dust in the air and the scattered debris under her feet, The only instrument on hand that wasn't completely broken, began to study a piece of fabric Eric had torn from the black tights Peter was wearing.
Of course, it may be more accurate to change the word fabric into biological. After breaking away from the host, it finally revealed its true colors—this is a liquid organism that can change into any shape, and may even have certain intelligence. Anyone who cares about it can find that no matter where it is placed, it will flee in the direction of Spider-Man, as if there is a silent appeal calling it back to the mother.
"It's really unheard of." Gemma stared closely at the ultra-high-power microscope and sighed. Through the eyepiece, she could see the cell structure on the stage under the lens barrel. Those cells came from the black liquid organism next to it. This guy has Unlimited vitality, jumping up and down non-stop, if Fitz hadn't picked up a glass vessel from the ground in time to cover it, maybe it would run back to Spider-Man again.
"What is this?" Fitz asked casually. He was picking up the mechanical parts scattered on the ground. Some of them were specially made for others to observe astrophysical phenomena, but now they are scrapped together with other things. This made him not to mention how distressed he was.
"It seems to be a parasitic organism. It probably needs to rely on the host to survive, so it is easy to stick on. It is difficult to take off. According to my observation, its chemical composition has nothing to do with meteorites. It should be able to enhance the host's endocrine and strengthen their character. The aggressiveness has been greatly improved." Gemma pondered.Suddenly think of superheroes who have behaved abnormally recently.Now she understood why the Spider-Man in black was so different from the one she knew before.
Fortunately, after taking off the mask, Mr. Parker has calmed down a bit, except for his ugly face.
He probably never dreamed that his disguise would be exposed so easily.
And there is more than one person who knows his true face.
As a one-eyed black man in a trench coat walks in, Peter's remaining fluke disappears without a trace.
"Peter Parker." The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. called out Spider-Man's name. "A New York University student, Ben Parker's nephew, a superhero who hides his identity, we used satellite observation for more than a month to confirm your identity. Jumping up and down in the sky every day, thinking about how to deal with other people's claims for damages Single?"
"I have no malice. Sir. I just want to do my duty." Peter replied without thinking.
"That's not up to you. New York Police Chief Mr. Stacey must have a different opinion on this. And your little green goblin friend, I didn't expect him to be the new president of Osborn, isn't he a billionaire now? The hobbies of millionaires are so unique, there is a Tony and another Harry? I have to say that his actions have exceeded the bottom line we can tolerate. Someone will visit him soon, I hope he can be honest Cooperation. By the way, and you--"
Without waiting for Peter to answer.He went in front of the Sandman again.
"Mr. Flint Mark, looking at the information, I thought you were ready to start your life again. As a result, you have to go back to your cell after you have just been released from prison. Why can't you settle down a little bit so that we all can relax?"
"My daughter needs money for medical treatment, sir." Flint the Sandman raised his head in self-defense. "I don't want to be a bad person, it's just that luck is too bad."
"Okay, let me meet the gentleman inside first, and then come back and discuss how to deal with you."
The one-eyed black man shook his head, stepped over the legs of Spiderman and Sandman, and came to the next room.
At this time, Eric was sitting on the destroyed window sill, admiring the scenery in the distance. Although the room looked like a garbage dump, the park and lake outside were still pleasing to the eye, and hundreds of feet away were bustling and lively neighborhoods. The flow of traffic and people coming and going was not affected by the battle that took place in mid-air not long ago, and people still carried on their lives with a calm attitude as in the past.
"You just watched them come in all the way from the outside, and then you were willing to help?" Fury closed the door that was about to fall off, and said to the back by the window.
"It seems that you are the public official with jurisdiction, or Steve is fine, and I'm just a temporary guest here." Eric replied casually without looking back.
"Come on, Rogers and I are not as powerful as you." Fury's mouth twitched, expressing dissatisfaction with this prevarication. "Can you tell me how you did it? I've read the captain's memoirs. Before the Stark Expo in [-], when you were not recruited by the Scientific Strategic Corps, you invented a weak current machine to stimulate muscle growth. At that time Your physical ability is only a little stronger than ordinary people, but when we first met you had already reached the level of a super soldier, did you have the consciousness to transform your body since then?"
Eric smiled and said nothing, not commenting on Fury's speculation.
Fury didn't give up his efforts and was still thinking about it. He paced back and forth in the room while slowly sorting out his thoughts.
"According to Rogers' recollection, Dr. Erskine once mentioned you in their conversation. He never knew you knew each other before. This shows that you and the doctor have had contact in private. Maybe you have drawn inspiration from the rebirth plan. Found a new direction. During the Four and Three Years War, you didn't show special powers in Europe at first, but after an assassination, you disappeared and reappeared with some strange abilities, such as flying and teleportation. From In the later information, I found that on the night you disappeared, a strange man with red skin attacked the highest-security prison in Italy. In the notes made by the Italians to the survivors, it was mentioned that the assailant had such abilities, and that The weirdos disappeared with you. Does this mean that you found a way for ordinary people to obtain superpowers from them?"
Eric raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer.
Fury continued to reason.
"I don't know what happened later, but when you reappeared in [-], you were already stronger than ever. Sebastian Shaw, the man behind the Hellfire Club, died in your hands. At that time, Magneto He has not yet betrayed the country. He mentioned that Xiao, like you, was transformed from an ordinary person into a superpower, and Xiao’s body was taken away by you after his death. Does this mean that his ability to absorb and release energy can also be controlled by you? For reference, the ability you used to destroy monsters in New York came from him?"
The one-eyed director's guess is very reasonable, even convincing, but it's a pity that Eric is a space-time traveler, and he was just making an unprecedented attempt at that time.
"You pay close attention to me." Eric smiled, turned his head and said.
"Of course, don't forget that you are a big man, someone who can affect the fate of many people." Fury imitated Eric's tone during the last psychological assessment, and replied slightly sarcastic. "Howard and Carter deliberately erased some traces when they were directors, but now is the era of international cooperation. The Internet can communicate with all civilized countries on the earth. With the help of tools, I can easily obtain information from sources other than S.H.I.E.L.D. Now."
"You want me to join your superboy project?" Eric finally turned his body back from the outside, facing away from the slanting afternoon sun, hiding his smile in the shadows.
"It's the Avengers project," Fury corrected. "When a powerful evil force poses a fatal threat to human beings, and no single superhero can resist it alone, we bring together the most outstanding people in the world and let them work together to play a greater role. Yes, there is this The plan - but not it, the council doesn't like my idea, they like you regular guy turned superhero with military experience like Bronski, can take command at high levels, has a history to match Reference guy - they're more likely to trust you."
"But the person who sent the invitation now is Nick Fury." Eric pointed out the key point.
"To get them to accept my ideas, you must first give them a weapon they can trust." Fury was quite frank this time, even though Eric knew he was still hiding a lot of secrets. "Dark Avengers, this is the council's request - a person who has been registered, has a low-key personality and a good image, does not need to be dispatched at ordinary times, but can restore the trust of the public at critical moments."
It is also someone who can form a check and balance on the superheroes participating in the Avengers Alliance-although it is not stated explicitly, the implication is very clear to both of them.
Regardless of whether it was a misunderstanding or not, since the council and Fury took the initiative to hand over the authority, Eric certainly has no reason to refuse.
"The world is different from the past, Eric." After the persuasion was successful, Fury shook his head and walked out slowly. "There are more and more super humans, and the danger of mad scientists is more than ever before. There are werewolves in Europe, and the United States also has its own troubles. People with superpowers like Magneto are no longer satisfied with their human status, and they have begun to restore the old name of mutants. Differentiate from acquired mutants; the biochemical crisis in Flushing Bay is just the beginning, and there will be more and more dangers in the future, but S.H.I.E.L.D. will never back down in the face of threats. I will be the last line of defense to protect mankind. We will be on the same side when that day comes."
Before the words fell, Fury's figure had disappeared from the room, and now only Eric was standing quietly in front of the window. (to be continued~^~)
In this most severely damaged place, Gemma Simmons has devoted herself to work out of her strong thirst for knowledge. Regardless of the smoke and dust in the air and the scattered debris under her feet, The only instrument on hand that wasn't completely broken, began to study a piece of fabric Eric had torn from the black tights Peter was wearing.
Of course, it may be more accurate to change the word fabric into biological. After breaking away from the host, it finally revealed its true colors—this is a liquid organism that can change into any shape, and may even have certain intelligence. Anyone who cares about it can find that no matter where it is placed, it will flee in the direction of Spider-Man, as if there is a silent appeal calling it back to the mother.
"It's really unheard of." Gemma stared closely at the ultra-high-power microscope and sighed. Through the eyepiece, she could see the cell structure on the stage under the lens barrel. Those cells came from the black liquid organism next to it. This guy has Unlimited vitality, jumping up and down non-stop, if Fitz hadn't picked up a glass vessel from the ground in time to cover it, maybe it would run back to Spider-Man again.
"What is this?" Fitz asked casually. He was picking up the mechanical parts scattered on the ground. Some of them were specially made for others to observe astrophysical phenomena, but now they are scrapped together with other things. This made him not to mention how distressed he was.
"It seems to be a parasitic organism. It probably needs to rely on the host to survive, so it is easy to stick on. It is difficult to take off. According to my observation, its chemical composition has nothing to do with meteorites. It should be able to enhance the host's endocrine and strengthen their character. The aggressiveness has been greatly improved." Gemma pondered.Suddenly think of superheroes who have behaved abnormally recently.Now she understood why the Spider-Man in black was so different from the one she knew before.
Fortunately, after taking off the mask, Mr. Parker has calmed down a bit, except for his ugly face.
He probably never dreamed that his disguise would be exposed so easily.
And there is more than one person who knows his true face.
As a one-eyed black man in a trench coat walks in, Peter's remaining fluke disappears without a trace.
"Peter Parker." The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. called out Spider-Man's name. "A New York University student, Ben Parker's nephew, a superhero who hides his identity, we used satellite observation for more than a month to confirm your identity. Jumping up and down in the sky every day, thinking about how to deal with other people's claims for damages Single?"
"I have no malice. Sir. I just want to do my duty." Peter replied without thinking.
"That's not up to you. New York Police Chief Mr. Stacey must have a different opinion on this. And your little green goblin friend, I didn't expect him to be the new president of Osborn, isn't he a billionaire now? The hobbies of millionaires are so unique, there is a Tony and another Harry? I have to say that his actions have exceeded the bottom line we can tolerate. Someone will visit him soon, I hope he can be honest Cooperation. By the way, and you--"
Without waiting for Peter to answer.He went in front of the Sandman again.
"Mr. Flint Mark, looking at the information, I thought you were ready to start your life again. As a result, you have to go back to your cell after you have just been released from prison. Why can't you settle down a little bit so that we all can relax?"
"My daughter needs money for medical treatment, sir." Flint the Sandman raised his head in self-defense. "I don't want to be a bad person, it's just that luck is too bad."
"Okay, let me meet the gentleman inside first, and then come back and discuss how to deal with you."
The one-eyed black man shook his head, stepped over the legs of Spiderman and Sandman, and came to the next room.
At this time, Eric was sitting on the destroyed window sill, admiring the scenery in the distance. Although the room looked like a garbage dump, the park and lake outside were still pleasing to the eye, and hundreds of feet away were bustling and lively neighborhoods. The flow of traffic and people coming and going was not affected by the battle that took place in mid-air not long ago, and people still carried on their lives with a calm attitude as in the past.
"You just watched them come in all the way from the outside, and then you were willing to help?" Fury closed the door that was about to fall off, and said to the back by the window.
"It seems that you are the public official with jurisdiction, or Steve is fine, and I'm just a temporary guest here." Eric replied casually without looking back.
"Come on, Rogers and I are not as powerful as you." Fury's mouth twitched, expressing dissatisfaction with this prevarication. "Can you tell me how you did it? I've read the captain's memoirs. Before the Stark Expo in [-], when you were not recruited by the Scientific Strategic Corps, you invented a weak current machine to stimulate muscle growth. At that time Your physical ability is only a little stronger than ordinary people, but when we first met you had already reached the level of a super soldier, did you have the consciousness to transform your body since then?"
Eric smiled and said nothing, not commenting on Fury's speculation.
Fury didn't give up his efforts and was still thinking about it. He paced back and forth in the room while slowly sorting out his thoughts.
"According to Rogers' recollection, Dr. Erskine once mentioned you in their conversation. He never knew you knew each other before. This shows that you and the doctor have had contact in private. Maybe you have drawn inspiration from the rebirth plan. Found a new direction. During the Four and Three Years War, you didn't show special powers in Europe at first, but after an assassination, you disappeared and reappeared with some strange abilities, such as flying and teleportation. From In the later information, I found that on the night you disappeared, a strange man with red skin attacked the highest-security prison in Italy. In the notes made by the Italians to the survivors, it was mentioned that the assailant had such abilities, and that The weirdos disappeared with you. Does this mean that you found a way for ordinary people to obtain superpowers from them?"
Eric raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer.
Fury continued to reason.
"I don't know what happened later, but when you reappeared in [-], you were already stronger than ever. Sebastian Shaw, the man behind the Hellfire Club, died in your hands. At that time, Magneto He has not yet betrayed the country. He mentioned that Xiao, like you, was transformed from an ordinary person into a superpower, and Xiao’s body was taken away by you after his death. Does this mean that his ability to absorb and release energy can also be controlled by you? For reference, the ability you used to destroy monsters in New York came from him?"
The one-eyed director's guess is very reasonable, even convincing, but it's a pity that Eric is a space-time traveler, and he was just making an unprecedented attempt at that time.
"You pay close attention to me." Eric smiled, turned his head and said.
"Of course, don't forget that you are a big man, someone who can affect the fate of many people." Fury imitated Eric's tone during the last psychological assessment, and replied slightly sarcastic. "Howard and Carter deliberately erased some traces when they were directors, but now is the era of international cooperation. The Internet can communicate with all civilized countries on the earth. With the help of tools, I can easily obtain information from sources other than S.H.I.E.L.D. Now."
"You want me to join your superboy project?" Eric finally turned his body back from the outside, facing away from the slanting afternoon sun, hiding his smile in the shadows.
"It's the Avengers project," Fury corrected. "When a powerful evil force poses a fatal threat to human beings, and no single superhero can resist it alone, we bring together the most outstanding people in the world and let them work together to play a greater role. Yes, there is this The plan - but not it, the council doesn't like my idea, they like you regular guy turned superhero with military experience like Bronski, can take command at high levels, has a history to match Reference guy - they're more likely to trust you."
"But the person who sent the invitation now is Nick Fury." Eric pointed out the key point.
"To get them to accept my ideas, you must first give them a weapon they can trust." Fury was quite frank this time, even though Eric knew he was still hiding a lot of secrets. "Dark Avengers, this is the council's request - a person who has been registered, has a low-key personality and a good image, does not need to be dispatched at ordinary times, but can restore the trust of the public at critical moments."
It is also someone who can form a check and balance on the superheroes participating in the Avengers Alliance-although it is not stated explicitly, the implication is very clear to both of them.
Regardless of whether it was a misunderstanding or not, since the council and Fury took the initiative to hand over the authority, Eric certainly has no reason to refuse.
"The world is different from the past, Eric." After the persuasion was successful, Fury shook his head and walked out slowly. "There are more and more super humans, and the danger of mad scientists is more than ever before. There are werewolves in Europe, and the United States also has its own troubles. People with superpowers like Magneto are no longer satisfied with their human status, and they have begun to restore the old name of mutants. Differentiate from acquired mutants; the biochemical crisis in Flushing Bay is just the beginning, and there will be more and more dangers in the future, but S.H.I.E.L.D. will never back down in the face of threats. I will be the last line of defense to protect mankind. We will be on the same side when that day comes."
Before the words fell, Fury's figure had disappeared from the room, and now only Eric was standing quietly in front of the window. (to be continued~^~)
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