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The Imaginary Clown: Marvel Fanfiction

A young man named Anthony lives with misfortune throughout his life. He was raised with abuse, neglect, and violence. Fortunately, he has someone in his life who never made him feel alone. Some people say he's just a figment of his imagination. A fracture inside the mind that formed through his environment. To cope with all the pain. Whatever they were saying..... But Anthony knew that was not the case at all, he knew very well that someone was living inside of him. He calls himself, Jihn. ----------------------- Stated inside a mental institution for his crimes and considered mentally insane, he planned a bet with his dear friend, Jihn. If he didn’t got out of that damn prison-like place for 3 months, his so-called imaginary friend will blow everything to bits including the civilians. Will the bet between two insane people be continued or will an unprecedented event happen, that would change both of their lives? (This is my first time writing fanfiction. I hope you can help me progress better for tolerable entertainment.) (PS. Although it’s in Marvel Universe, it won’t follow the MCU version. A lot of other elements will be added to have more spice. Mainly from comics and other genres.)

TocinoMasarap · Fantasy
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28 Chs

Supernova

After crying my heart out for two solid hours, my eyes became so puffy, I can't even see my own face in the mirror.

And Jihn isn't really helping right now, "Pfftt.. Hahaha! You look like fucking blobfish right now!"

"Fucking.... hell," you groaned.

Ha, earlier the clown was comforting you like a baby and just after an hour, he started treating you like shit again.

The duality.

"How about we do this," you reshaped your face right before the emotional disaster you just went through, "holy fuck."

Yup, fresh as board.

The clown could only just grunt at the disappointment, "hey, don't remove our scars," since your newfound power could erase any actual blemish in your body.

"Of course, I won't... who do you take me for," besides our badass points would decrease, "I just fucking realized, Jihn, we never ever have to work out again!"

Jihn gaped at that missed opportunity.

You started constructing your body into the leaner side, you needed more agility than strength, "Wow.... it worked," you whistled at the chiseled abs you magically gained.

The clown was speechless, "but, our combat skills shouldn't stagnant," he groaned, "we.. we need to train again," you could imagine tears were pouring out of the clown's face.

To live as a vigilante in your previous world, both of you ought to have a knack for hand-to-hand combat, weapon mastery (including guns), assassination techniques, and that was just the cherry on top.

It's a lot deeper than that.

Hiding from the government as a killer of killers isn't exactly easy, with your record, you could easily pass as one of the most notorious criminals in the world.

Too bad, they only caught you once.

But here in the Marvel Universe? That won't exactly work unless you had the brain of the genius level scientist here. Continuously creating gadgets, incomparable to your previous world's technology.

You'd be dead in minutes.

Well, if you had the healing factor of Deadpool or the immortality of Mr. Immortal, you'd done many things already.

"Being a mortal is a curse..," you lamented.

Jihn rolled his eyes, "so dramatic."

"Let's switch every hour, just the usual routine back on Earth," here comes hell again.

"Fuck..." the clown really felt like crying now, "I'll go first."

The day just went by, and inside a room, people could hear loud panting as if someone ran a marathon, "I'm dead."

"Yeah, I mean we're already in hell," you strenuously replied.

With no proper equipment, training was just extra hard. You also practiced shapeshifting with Jihn for a few extra hours before you felt the exhausion wash over you. Being extra cautious won't hurt so it'll be worth it.

"Mon chèri, do you hear that humming sound—"

A card depicting 'The Star' floated in the middle of the room, vibrating as if it's a seal is being broken.

*POOF*

A cluster of beautiful colors formed right before your eyes, "uhh what the fuck is happening? Are we hallucinating right now???"

"Incroyable.."

BOOM—

Then, it suddenly exploded like a supernova, "Holy shi—-"

"Hi!"

Both you and Jihn gaped.

"Hi Anthony! Hi Jihn!" an existence popped after the mini supernova suctioned the surrounding space, "name's Newt, nice to meetcha!"

A elongated winged lizard greeted the both of you, adorned with purple scales and mystic cyan eyes.

It then blinked horizontally.

Silence enveloped the whole room in a second, and the staring contest began.

.....

.....

.....

"Am I winning? Am I? Am I?"

Jihn gasped, "the- there's a fucking a dragon in front of us!" excitement was heard from the clown's voice, "but smaller!"

"Nooo, I'm a knucker!" the cute winged lizard complained.

You almost tripped at the bizarre phenomenon happening right now, "wait.. how did you hear Jihn's thoughts? Actually what the hell are you? What is happening?!—

"I come from the land of Stars! Beyond the vast outer space.. there were only thousands of us out there. Our kind are the companions of God-like beings!"

You were stumped, "We're no Gods," you gulped, "and I don't think there's ever a mention of you in the Marvel Universe."

Newt just giggled, "First of all, we don't exist in any kind of realm like the Marvel, DC..."

"What did you say?"

Then its eyes narrowed, "Secondly, I don't know why the Gods brought me to you! A mere mortal.. well, let's find out about that.."

Jihn couldn't understand any of this shit but, "who gives a fuck? Mon chèri, we have a dragon companion!"

"Knucker," Newt corrected, "and a special one at that! Hehe."

Why is he so cute, though? The Gods have weird tastes.

"About the Gods..." you asked, "who are they? What do they want with us?"

The winged lizard just whistled, "I'm sorry, Anthony! It's classified information or else, I'll fucking blow into bits!" he giggled.

Your eyes turned solemn, because until now there's no progress about what's your purpose here and....

Newt's cuckoo in the head, too.

"Why am I surrounded by idiots?" you lamented.

The clown snickered, "You're the biggest idiot here, mon ami," and Newt just nodded its cute head.

The winged lizard added, "Don't worry about me! I can turn invisible on my command hehe," boasting about his abilities, "Also, I'm now connected to you whether you like or not, hihi, your progress will greatly influence my growth!"-

"Wait wait wait you magically popped out from that fucking card," you pointed at the 'The Star' tarot card, "what's the connection? Why did it trigger?"

Newts started thinking and said, "I don't know about the card y'know, God's business and all.. but I can tell you what triggered it!" he smiled, "Remember when you saved that old woman? Mary? Hehe, your emotions and feelings are much important than you think, Anthony."

You grunted, "Can you get to the point, please."

"Actually, what I meant was both you and Jhin's workshop up there in ya heads are crazy important to the cards!" he giggled, "Your decisions and how you felt about that decides the fate of these cards... like how both of you had such tiny weeny hope that you can get redemption from your crazy actions."

He added, "not that your actions up until now are wrong! it's how you feel about it."

You fell into contemplation, 'The Star' card does symbolize renewed hope and faith while 'The Temperance' symbolizes unhinged balance. In conclusion, the action you made and the intention behind that can affect the cards. How you really felt, despite the words coming out of your mouth.

Jihn's silent just like you.

Newt then said, "Oh and luck can affect it, too so..." he giggled.

You face palmed and just laid on the bed, "whatever.. fuck... what happens, happens."

"Tu as raison, Little Anthony," the clown sighed.

Newt cuddles up to you, clearly asking for pets. How cute... it's like a puppy but with scales.. and wings.. and claws...

You chuckled.

You still have a lot of questions to ask the mysterious knucker, including on how to improve shapeshifting ability you've gained but that can wait for tomorrow. You're just fucking tired right now.

Both of you drifted into sleep and what's left in the room was the snores of a human and a knucker.

Holy shit if ya’ll ever read knuckle as knucker em so sorry. I will correct them lmao.

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