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Marvel: Strongest Undead

What if a man from our world is reincarnated into Marvel as a zombie, but he looks like and has the powers of Dabi? (P.S: I thought it would be a cool concept because of the fact that Dabi kinda looks like a zombie. If it’s not, well I’m sorry) (Cover art was found on Pinterest. I don’t own Marvel by the way, or the character of Dabi, I only own the plot/ storyline that I came up with separately from Marvel’s creations) Upload Schedule: Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday

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CH8- Spark Man?

Azrael Maximoff View

"Coming? What do you mean she's coming? Like right now?!"

"Shush!" X4

We all shushed Pietro, he was getting too loud and might ruin this whole operation.

"Pietro calm down. No she's not coming today, she's coming to the cafeteria to eat lunch, tomorrow."

"How do you know this?" Chris asked.

"Okay, here's what happened.."

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"Ow!" Wanda just hit me on top of the head after I told her what I did.

"How could you do something so careless like that? Do you know what would happen if you got caught?" She whisper-yelled at me.

"Yeah, although you got us some valuable information, you should've informed us before making such a rash decision." Hisako said.

"I under your concerns and I apologize, but this was necessary. Besides, I would've done it no matter what you told me. Now that I've given this information, that means in two days time, that's when we get the hell out of here." I whisper.

"Tomorrow I'm going to bring #6 to this table discuss the full plan making sure everyone gets their roles, and we'll attempt to build chemistry to assert that this plan can sail smoothly."

Everyone nodded and we started to converse about regular topics that friends usually talk about. Before that, Pietro had handed us our ear pieces that we discreetly stole from one of the many armories, we made sure to disconnect them from the main channel and created our own that was untapped, well at least until we start the plan.

We continued this into yard time before walking back to our cells.

"Pietro, we need an ear piece for #6." I whispered. He nodded at me.

"I'll bring hers tomorrow." I nodded back, then I entered my cell.

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After I woke up and took care of my hygiene, I immediately strode towards the cafeteria. For me, there was no training today, meaning I could go straight towards the cafe or wait in my cell and leave before lunch starts.

I couldn't stand being in that cell for another second, so I chose the former. I peeked inside, and saw exactly who I wanted to see. Laura Kinney.

She sat in the corner that I had sat in on my first day. She instantly recognized me as I sat down right next to her.

"Are you the spark man?"

"Did you just… did you just call me the spark man?"

"Yes, the man who used sparks as Morse code to send me a message."

"Sigh, yes, that's me. Now, I'm going to explain to you why I sent that message." She looked at me intently with an expression that I couldn't read. I coughed and looked away for a second before turning back around.

"I've only been here for a few months, but I've already caught wind of the deeper experiments that Strucker constructs here while simultaneously hiding this from the surface."

She nodded, listening deeply. I took a pause to gather the next sentences I would say.

"With the help of the other experiments, we've orchestrated a plan to escape, and I think your addition would be helpful, and this is an opportunity for all of us. You would be getting revenge and freedom at the same time, so I think you should help us this one time, and this one time will ensure you an entire future." I paused dramatically, awaiting her response to my proposition.

'That was one of the greatest monologues I've ever given in my life…s.'

My hysterical inner dilemma was interrupted when I noticed Laura look back towards me, drawing my attention towards her immediately. With her emotionless expression that I'm starting to get used to, she extended her hand to initiate a hand shake.

Not just any hand shake, a shake that entrusts the agreement, or compromise of a deal. While shaking her hand, her grip increased at an alarming rate, although my senses warned me mere seconds before, I didn't stop her from expressing herself.

This simple action is the most emotion she's shown yet.

'Well, I also didn't stop her because I don't feel it.' I thought with an inward warily smile.

"Keep your end of the deal." A small smile etched onto my face as I stared into her awfully enticing eyes…

'No! This is not the appropriate time to fall for anyone right now.'

"I promise L-…" I stopped myself from saying her name and completely stopped talking at all. I boosted my acting skills to the max for these next few moments.

"Sorry #6, I haven't caught your name yet.." I said, sheepishly rubbing my head with my eyes closed into a smile. If my eyes didn't deceive me, I could've sworn I saw a twitch on her lips, almost as if a smile was going to break out.

It must've been a subconscious action which meant she didn't really notice it, seeing as she immediately went back to full on emo mode.

"It's Laura. Laura Kinney"

"Ah, okay, my names Azrael. Azrael Maximoff." I didn't notice any major difference in her face when hearing my name, so she likely doesn't know the names of the others or what their abilities are. She probably hasn't gotten enough chances to talk with them anyway.

"When the others get here, I'll discuss the new plan that includes your contributions along with everyone else's roles. But before that, we'll all go over eachothers abilities to get a better feel when put into certain situations."

"Makes sense." She agreed. We had a lengthy conversation about all of the powers and abilities she was aware she had, and I told her what I was aware that I had.

There is a possibility that I have powers that I've yet to see, you never know with the Marvel franchise, anything can happen, literally.

'I wonder what the chances of me getting with Laura is?…' No, stop this tomfoolery, we must stay focused.

I attempted to make small talk with Laura, which I think I was successful in doing. She was even replying with long sentences!

'This communication could only get better.' I thought after seeing the rest of the gang arriving in the cafeteria.

'It's almost time.'

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