Chapter — 18

I was sitting in the living room watching TV, waiting for Uncle Ben, Aunt May, and Peter to return.

After about 30 minutes I heard the car park in the driveway and my dog went nuts barking at the door.

"Yo Peter how was the Birthday?", I asked as Peter just plopped down beside me.

— "Amanda was really angry you didn't come to her party. And she took her anger out on me.", Peter replied while nursing his bright red ear which seemed to have suffered quite the damage.

"Eh, she'll get over it. Now tell me where is my cut of the cake.", Amanda is our dear cousin who is quite the tomboy and me about a year older than us. She gets quite pissed when she doesn't get what she wants and then starts crying, and cause she's a girl everyone favors her. Quite sexist if you ask me.

— "Oh yeah about that, I ate it."

"Ah yes, gi— what you ate it! What do you mean you ate it?!?"

— "Well yeah did you think I'd give you any. If can get beat up because I look like you it's only fair that I can eat your share as well.", the smug little shit replied with such poise that one could mistake him for giving a sermon.

I prompted them to hold his ear and rotating it at an extreme angle that caused him to cry out.

— "Boys cut it out!", and in came Aunt May who twisted both our ears, "you're active for someone who's supposed to be on bed rest aren't you mister? Gotta have you join school if you're so active."

"No no *cough*cough*, see I'm still sick and I still have to use crutches to walk. My lovely Aunt May won't make me go to school now would she?", I reply quickly remembering I'm supposed to be sick.

— "Seriously, if it wasn't for the fact that you scored such grades I wouldn't have allowed this go one for more than a year.", she said sighing at the fact that while I only go to school just to give the exams. And sure I could just skip all levels of education it would be like a Pornstar walking in a whorehouse and expecting not to be raped. Quite a vulgar metaphor but that's exactly what SHIELD would do.

— "It's unfair both our grades are the same, so why do I have to go to school? I don't wanna go", Peter murmured to himself quite spiteful at the fact he has to go to school while I sit at home chilling.

— "Did I hear something Peter?", Aunt May? "asked" calmly while looking at Peter with an angelic face.

— "Nope you heard nothing.", saying that he quickly forgot about his great desire to not go to school.

"So, did you see Aliens invaded New York!?"

— "Of course we did! There were some superheroes that saved the day!!", Peter stood up and started imitating some of what he saw on the news.

— "It sure was astounding to see and believe it or not I'm still working on believing... Life exists out there and we are not alone", Uncle Ben said as we walked into the room, he seemed a bit tired. Looks like the long drive took a toll.

"Well, I was kind of worried the government might nuke New York cause things were looking dicey."

— "Oh shush dear that wouldn't happen.", Aunt May rebutted, well really did not like violence and especially bombs.

"Eh, I wouldn't too sure of that. America tends to be trigger fingered, it's their go-to move.", little did she know that if the nuke hit the city we would have been vaporized as well.

This was the main reason I left Mr. Bean above ground cause I had to make sure the butterfly effect caused by my didn't change such a significant event.

The rest of the day was just spent talking about the things I missed and watching the news as Fox news was going nuts as always, it's quite amusing to watch these fools show me the heights of stupidity.

In this environment, I slowly got over my horrendous acts and made a vow to never reveal my identity to Aunt May, Uncle Ben or Peter, or anyone for that matter. Paradox will remain a Paradox to people.

This is, by my estimate, the eighth incarnation of this universe. Only Galactus was the survivor of the last incarnation of the universe and Franklin Richards is supposed to be the only survivor of this one. I plan on having my family be survivors as well, I don't care how many men, women, species, or timelines I have to sacrifice to make that happen.

I cannot simply have faith that when Franklin creates the new Universe, we will the ones who'll be revived as well.

But that is still very very very far ahead, for now, I plan on enjoying my time here. There is so much beauty in this world, so many possibilities are a reality as there are no shackles that bind me.

Any other person in my position would be going around collecting powers like they are Pokemon and just mix a bunch of stuff which would give some great multiple benefits, granted that was one of the very first things I planned on doing but I came to the same realization that Dr. Doom came to, there is a limit to how much you can mangle your biological makeup before the before it just gives up.

But not all hope was lost as I discovered that I did possess an X-gene. And I'm frankly rather hesitant to forcefully activate it not only due to the fact it would be a very traumatic and painful process but also the fact that I can't predict my powers, it might just be a very unstable power.

" Anyways, Aunt May I'm just about to complete a functional prototype of my robot nurse.", I say, after we say our prayers to God, and I seriously pray to OAA.

— "Really! Well good for you dear but make sure it doesn't start a fire like last time.", Aunt may replied with a hint of caution in her voice recalling the time it nearly burnt the house down.

" Yeah sure.", I responded as I started to munch on my food, 'well I ain't my fault that happened, I just tried to make it exactly the way it was shown in the movie but who all that was a bunch of bullshit.'

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A/n:- Yo my readers

I just watched the suicide squad and it was an absolute bomb. Though they killed off polka dot man, I can live with it I guess but it was really sad seeing Starro die.

Well anyways I read your comments about how the MC was becoming a bit robotic, well for that I have no excuses, I'm new at this and this is my first time writing anything, and I don't have much social interaction so my dialogues are also shit. Now that I think about it I only go to meet other people so I can get free drinks.

Anyway, leave your suggestions, criticism questions, or corrections in the comments. And do leave a review if you like my work and if you like to, check out my other stuff.

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Excelsior

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