13 chapter 13: Let's Rumble.

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(General P.O.V)

The Iron Skull.

That was his new moniker. He was not the Red Skull.

Not really.

Despite looking, acting and sounding like him, he was not the original. He was a clone of Captain America's greatest foe.

The real Red Skull had died in the war but Hydra had cloned him and uploaded his entire memory.

But then his body had begun to break down.

Whether due to the batch of Super Soldier Serum that was a little inferior to the genuine article or his d.n.a destabilizing due to being a clone, it hadn't mattered.

Times had changed so he had to change as well.

The Avengers and Shield had destroyed 90% of Hydra, necessitating Red Skull to try new tactics.

First he managed to procure one of Iron Man's Suit and then went about establishing his Cabal.

A collection of the Avenger's greatest enemies. An Anti-Avengers of sorts.

And using it, had launched a campaign against Earth's Mightiest Heroes.

Inside a HYDRA sub marine that was shielded from all kinds of radar detection, Iron Skull sat on his throne in a painted black Iron Man armor.

He was thinking about their latest scheme.

Most of the Cabal's plans had been trounced in the past, however, he had a feeling that this one would work.

Turning the Avengers into raging monsters was brilliant of him. All it had taken was using one of M.O.D.O.K's experimental...

"Skull!"

An annoyingly grating voice called out.

Speak of the devil.

The voice belonged to a floating head, with tiny almost atrophied limbs.

"M.O.D.O.K."

Iron Skull nodded.

"Save it Skull."

M.o.d.o.k levitated forward.

"You accessed my lab and took something without my permission! The gamma device was incomplete!"

Iron Skull stood up, his lips thinning.

"Watch your mouth, M.o.d.o.k. Do not mistake your position. I don't need you..." He walked down the steps.

"...You need me."

Iron Skull said, looming over M.O.D.O.K.

"Well, your plan to use it on the Avengers failed. Stark has elected an energy field around his tower, trapping them inside."

M.O.D.O.K smugly informed him.

Iron Skull hummed.

"I see."

Then an evil smile appeared on his face.

"Tell the rest we are going on a small team building exercise. Atuma especially will not want to miss this."

(Billy's P.O.V)

The rumbles coming from Stark tower were audible even from the distance.

Black Widow's hover car then left the pad, flying off quickly. Inside it, the Hulk was cramped in a small space. The hover car passed beside us without slowing down.

Tony and I shared a look.

"Okay Kid, here's the plan. You stay here and keep a look out. I need to stop them from redecorating my favorite Skyscraper."

He said, activating the thrusters to leave.

"Wait! What do you mean stay here?! I'm in this too!"

I immediately protested.

That was a terrible plan.

"This is an Avenger's matter. Last I checked you need to have graduated high school to be a member. Listen, Shield is already on it's way. They'll...help you. Just stay put."

Then he was off, blasting towards the tower.

I thought about it. I could just follow him, he couldn't really stop...

The thought faded from my mind as a blue energy field appeared around the tower once Tony was through.

Fuck.

I wish I could just go home...of course now that I don't have one, I have no idea where home would be.

I wonder if Grandma's house exists in this universe? But it's a really long distance to Vermont for someone who can't even afford a bus ticket.

I guess I could always fly there. Or leap there now that I was all hulked out.

Speaking of which, was I going to explode like Tony said we would?

And again, how could he be so reckless?! I was more risk out here than in there, couldn't he see that? Now I was getting angry.

Still, the only choice I do have is to wait. I couldn't leave just in case the Avengers needed me. Plus my best bet at getting cured was waiting for Natasha.

I could already feel the heat in my muscles steadily growing oppressive.

I sighed, floating down towards the rooftop. I still can't believe I'm actually flying under my own power.

Solomon's Legacy was really something. I couldn't wait to see what the next legacies would give me.

Just as I sat on the edge of the roof, a flashing Shazam symbol appeared at the corner of my vision.

There were now two of them. I must have received the first one after falling unconscious, seeing as it was now the next day, Saturday.

Which meant, I had completed the week long mission.

And sure enough the first notification predictably informed me that I got a bed for completing that mission.

I didn't rush into receiving it as there was literally no where I could put it. My apartment was gone.

I moved on to the next notification just as the roar of a Quinjet blasting through the sky towards me sounded out.

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(New Mission)

(Save New York from Iron Skull and his cabal)

(Rewards:- Complete renovation of your apartment.)

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Shit. Iron Skull and his Cabal. That meant, Red Skull in an Iron Man suit of armor, M.O.D.O.K, Atuma who was like a discount Namor and...

Who was the last one?

It didn't matter because just one of those dudes was bad news. The research into villains and heroes that I had been doing showed that a fight with any of them usually led to casualties.

According to the Wikipedia dive, People always got injured and in worst cases died.

Atuma alone could drown the whole city under. In fact I think he tried to collapse the subway by using water bombs once.

If they were attacking, it was because they most likely knew that the Avengers were indisposed.

Infact, I could already see smoke rising up from the direction of Central park.

I clicked accept and turned to face out into New York. This city hadn't given me the best of welcomes.

My first day I had been attacked by vampires, then just today, my apartment had been destroyed.

But I would protect this City, with or without The Avenger's approval. It was what a Champion would do.

I jumped off the ledge of the roof, the wind sailing past my face, blowing my now longer hair back.

I timed my landing onto the street next to the spot Shield had parked the Quinjet. I startled the soldiers lining out.

The ground splintered into a web like formation as I pushed off it once, covering myself with a telekinesis shroud to control my trajectory.

The physical strength from the gamma virus gave me an initial burst of speed, greatly decreasing the consumption of my mental energy as I flew to the scene.

I weaved through the skyscrapers, noting I needed more practice to make the flight more instinctual. As I was, I had to actively focus to keep myself floating.

Then a boom, which was the shaft part of a crane, connected with my chest, smacking me away. The attack had literally come out of nowhere.

My body smashed through a building, crashing worktables and desks in the office space I found myself in. There was instant pandemonium as people begun running away.

I got to my feet, unsteadily, stumbling slightly. 'What the fuck was that?'

I focused on my telepathic range, waiting to see if the attacker would attack again.

Only for my eyes to widen when the crane from before was thrown towards the Skyscraper I was in. The crane's tower seemed to have been torn off its foundation.

And it would absolutely wreck this floor and the one above and below, or atleast that was the information Solomon's legacy gave me.

I roared out in defiance, relishing the power in my body while bounding forward like a firetruck. I broke through the glass, sailing out of the building and onto the oncoming machine.

My hands wrapped around the metal shaft along with someone strong entering my Telepathic range. Now!

I twisted my body, spinning as I threw back the crane towards the strong mind. The crane spun towards the park.

I winced at the destruction it caused. Dozens of trees were uprooted with the wrecked crane carving grooves on the healthy grass.

I floated in midair waiting. And sure enough, a second later the Blood Brothers jumped towards me!

They each had a single arm pulled back.

"Ready for a rematch Hulk!?"

One of them, R'Hos asked.

"I'm not the Hulk but trust me, you will wish I was!"

I pushed out both of my hands, pushing them back with a wall of telekinetic force as I allowed my own body to free fall.

The brothers looked surprise for a time before they landed on the ground, my feet planted on the chest of one of them.

The ground suffered more greenery casualties as I jumped off R'Hos's unconscious form.

His twin was slowly crawling away, the landing seeming to have hurt him. I walked forward and tapped his shoulder.

He tensed, looking behind him only for a massive green punch to connect with his temple, sending the red alien off to Dreamland.

For a second I couldn't believe it. These same guys had been giving me trouble but now...with the combination of my Psionic abilities and the Hulk's powers, I made short work of them.

I tried not to focus on the steadily growing heat in my muscles that was now approaching unbearable.

"Impressive work."

A voice said from behind me. How had I not sensed it?

I turned to look at the source and almost blanched. My new opponent had arrived. Over 6 feet with a completely white carapace.

A super-adaptoid. A machine that contained a matrix that can adapt to not only damage, but also copy someone's abilities.

On it's mid-section was a face grinning down at me arrogantly.

"You made short work of the minions but I am afraid, before the power of the Super Adaptoid, you are nothing."

M.O.D.O.K gloated.

"Stop wasting time with needless talk. This creature is not deserving of it."

Another deep voice stated from the left.

This time I felt two powerful minds enter my range.

Turning towards the new threat, I knew things were about to get entertaining. They rode on a Tsunami made of water.

Atuma, a blue skinned humanoid figure that I recognized as Antlantean and lastly, Red Skull in an Iron Man armor.

I see. The Super Adaptoid had the same psionic shielding Stark and thats why I hadn't sensed it but had sensed Iron Skull and Atuma.

The Avengers were not here to save the day, which meant I had to.

"Now then..."

I cracked my knuckles, feeling a surge of excitement within me.

"Let's rumble."