2 Chapter 01 - Rebirth
In a well lit room, a young man lays on a bed with his brows furrowed as if he was experiencing some sort of nightmare.
The man's oceanic blue eyes slowly opened as visible confusion was present in it.
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"What.. the.."
The man slowly raised himself in the bed as he took on his surroundings.
The unfamiliar room confused him, this was definitely not his room, the room only consists of the bed, which he was now on, a lamp on his side, a chair, and a mirror beside the door and a small window.. nothing else...
The tough looking door of the room which was definitely solid metal made a screeching noise as it slowly opened, from it, a woman revealed herself..
She has a gentle face and looks at about early thirties to late thirties, a slight smile adorned her face as she walked slowly towards him, she stops in the side of the bed while holding papers and looks at him, "How are you? Andrew?".
"Who are you and.. why are you calling me Andrew?"
The man now known as Andrew spoke as he furrows his eyebrows his confusion, he swears that his eyebrows are now tired of all the confusion right..
"You can't remember anything?.. hmm possible.. you had a severe concussion after all apart from being speared through..."
"Wait.. what do you mean by... argghh!!–." Andrew asked trying to clear out the confusion but then a piercing headache suddenly assaulted his head. His head felt as if hammers are pounding his brains right now and he can't help but scream in pain.
"Are you okay?!" The doctor immediately hurried to his side and looked at him with concern. She then said, "Take a deep breath, okay? Inhale, exhale.."
Andrew still trashed in his bed from agony, this lasts for five minutes as the pain slowly subsided in his head. His body was soaked in his own sweat as he shifted uncomfortably in the bed, he then raised his head and looked at the doctor in front of him and repeated his question, "Who are you and where am i?".
"I am Dr. Cecilia Reyes and you're in Milbury Hospital right now." She said with a harmless smile on her face.
"After being speared through by your cousin and a bullet lodged itself on your brain.. you immediately died.. but you survived.. we don't know how but your body started to heal itself on its own after we took your body... So, can you now remember anything?". She continued.
"Is that so.." Andrew said with his head lowered and staring blankly at his hands.
"As i said earlier you're now in Milbury Hospital, this is where we nurture people like you who have special abilities and train them."
"People like me?" Andrew said.
"Yes, people like you who have special abilities, we call them ... Mutants." Dr. Reyes said as she pulled the chair at the side and made herself comfortable in it.
"Mutation mostly occurs in puberty, you may spend the next thirteen to fifteen years of your life relatively normal but after that, it just collapse. Yours and your cousin's case isn't rare as your mutation activated at around seventeen years old but having the same ability definitely is rare since mutation varies from people to people even if they are related."
Dr. Reyes stands up as she said, "I and the other patients will have a session gathering later on the study. Patients who are the same as you, you're not the only one here, I know you've been through a lot Andrew but remember. You are not alone."
Andrew stands up from his bed as his body made some light popping sounds, he then made his way to the window as a vast green field with some trees that surrounds the place greeted him. He opened the window and took a deep breath, inhaling the healthy fresh air that seems to be filled with vitality washing his lungs.
"Can I leave?" He said while savoring the fresh air.
"No. Not yet, not after you wreaked havoc in the city of Seattle like a maniac, we will need to assess if you're still salvageable or.. not. But until then, you will need to stay here." Dr. Reyes said with a calming voice.
"Okay." Andrew said neutrally.
"Hmm." Dr. Reyes nodded as she looks deeply at Andrew who had his back at her and then made her way out of the room.
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'What the fuck is happening. I transmigrated?' Andrew thought as he tried to remember what happened before he woke up in this body.
It was already the late 2022.
Mikael was your everyday person you can find basically anywhere. He was a student who is just trying his best to survive in the hell hole known as college. He, like many of his age, watches some entertainment like anime but not enough to call him an otaku since he just watch sometimes, he also reads some comics and his favorite was watching movies. His parents died when he was still young so when he became one of the unfortunate ones who got the COVID just after it started to spread, no one was there to take care of him. But luckily or unluckily for him, he survived like a cockroach and after recovering he got back to his monotonous life.
One day, while he was on his way home after school, riding his cheap motorcycle that he managed to buy courtesy of the part time jobs he takes while studying, a basketball suddenly appeared, rolling from the side of the road and into his path followed by a boy around seven years old running after it.
He immediately tried to evade the two in panic and was successful with it. But then another rider suddenly appeared from the intersection. He tried to maneuver to no avail as he slammed at it inevitably. He got thrown from his ride with such impact and rolled on the pavement at high speed, his body out of control as his head slammed into a concrete post. His brain and blood splattering as he instantly died.
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"Heh, what a dumb way to die" Mikael or now known as Andrew Detmer shook his head.
He looked at the vast green field and thought of why did he transmigrated. Why in the body of Andrew Detmer from the movie Chronicle.
He thought deeply and reviewed the new set of memory in his mind; He then saw how Andrew grew up with his mother and father who while the former loved him, the latter always hated him and would always scold him with every chance he got.
Andrew felt his anger rising as he saw this abuse that became worse after his mother became sick and bedridden and needing expensive medicines. His father would beat him, punch him and treat him like a punching until he have completely vented his anger blaming him for his pathetic life.
He shuffled through those memories as his anger suddenly subsided as he came to a shocking part, there is a Tony Stark here along with the information about Mutants whom the masses hate. This things made him confirm one thing. He's in Marvel Universe.
"Fuck!" He couldn't help but curse as he realized this, this universe is one of the most dangerous universe you can find out there, and he actually transmigrated here where half the population of the universe can just disappear with a snap of a finger and entities bigger than the planets itself exists.
He just sighed as he thought of this and thought why is he here, here in this facility for mutants when he clearly got his ability from some crystalline structure that sits in the underground and not some x gene. That is what he is gonna find out. But first, his ability comes first.
He looks at his hands and then using his ability to consciously control where his energy is being sent. He willed it form a wall in front of him but then suddenly, his Telekinetic Energy suddenly acted on its own as a film like energy manifested around him, it shone like a clear water, sparkling as it surrounds him. It's a Force-Field. Andrew furrowed his brows as he felt that the force-field was like a separate ability from his telekinesis even though it also uses Telekinetic Energy to manifest. He was curious as he clearly remembered that he can't do this shit before, but didn't do anything about it as this was obviously a good thing.
He played around the forced-field for a little while and then deactivated it. He looked around the simplistic room, he then settled for the chair as he looked at it with narrowed eyes, slowly, the chair began lifting to the air as it hovered there.
It hovered in the air as it moved again and began to make its way to him. After it got near him, he willed it to drop slowly on the ground.
He looked at the bed after as he focuses a bit on it, the bed then began to also lift in the air as he willed it to stay about five inches off the ground. After about five minutes, it slowly got back on the floor.
'Telekinesis huh.. I lifted that bed without much effort since I can also lift a cars and bus.. hmm.. I wonder what's my current limit' Andrew thought.
Andrew then looks at the mirror beside the door and approached it. He stands in front of the mirror and looks at his new ... Self. He majorly resembles Dane Deehan, the actor, except for that he's actually more taller, probably around five-foot-eleven to six-foot. Although all of this is being overshadowed by his physique which is thin.. not at the malnourished level but definitely thin.
Andrew sighs at this and just looks at the door thinking 'I should first know about this place before I make a move, this world is a mix of different worlds so I can't just assume that what will happen will happen since there is definitely something that is bound to be different here.'
He thought about all this for about half an hour and after that he was now ready to see the wonders of this place as he stood up from the bed and turned towards the door as it slowly opened and he got out.
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