Chapter 2: First Act

Night came as quickly as Giotto came to this world. Barely getting used to his own abilities, Giotto decided to make his move now. 

After coming to terms with his own state, Giotto started to think of all the events from the MCU which he could remember. From the Phase 1 to the latest installments in Phase 4.

With all the knowledge he had Giotto finally decided to first establish his own presence. But unlike what some would do where they would try to act like Tony or start as a neighborhood superhero.

Giotto knew his own limitations, he knew the problems he had and also the problems he created.

Although his mind was not in a good state then, he knew that some people caught videos and photos of his earlier actions. The year was most likely 2008 or 2009, based on his recollections of the MCU. 

Using such knowledge he inferred that both Facebook and Youtube were already online. He did not know the specific timeline but Giotto recalled using facebook and youtube mid 2010. At that time both platforms were already famous so it is highly likely that people were already using these platforms in the current age.

The MCU was, after all, based on the modern world, with some adjustment and changes to history but overall it closely resembled the world before Giotto was pulled into this universe.

With all that into account, Giotto chose to run towards the darker side of this world. He already closed off all avenues, not that he had a way to legally become a person in this world.

Following that line of thinking, coupled with his current capabilities, Giotto chose to "meet" with the one person who could solve all his problems.

New York City, inside a luxurious penthouse in the center of Hell's Kitchen, a large man sat imposingly behind a table as he stared menacingly at his unwanted visitor.

"So what does the superpowered Don want with me?"

The large man, Wilson Fisk, asked as he dropped his large hands on his table. He glared at the golden haired young man before him trying to pressure him.

Alas, his actions did not elicit any fear or even the tiniest reaction from the young man. Instead the golden haired young man gave Fisk a smile as he spoke.

"Wilson Fisk, also known as the Kingpin, if anyone in this room deserves the title of Don it would be you"

The golden haired young man, Giotto spoke in a teasing tone as he slowly walked towards Fisk.

"Humph! I don't know how you got in here but don't think that your fake videos would scare me, I know many things, I've seen countless supernatural abilities, but you don't look to have such abili-"

Fisk calmly responded as he spoke in a condescending tone. Giotto let him speak as he stopped walking and stood a few feet away from the large man. As Fisk spoke, Giotto did not put any of his words in his heart or mind. Instead he was thinking of other things-

*I guess killing him and using his influence and manpower is the only way…*

Upon making his decision, Giotto did not even let Fisk finish talking before he extended his hand towards Fisk and fired a beam of golden energy. With apathetic eyes, Giotto watched as Fisk had a look of shock on his face.

The large man, the king of the underworld, Kingpin, stared at the hole in his chest. His strength and vitality allowed him a few long seconds to see what happened to him and give his killer one final look filled with anger and indignance before his body fell onto his table.

As Kingpin's body fell on his table, a loud crash was heard and a series of hurried steps rushed towards the room.

In a matter of seconds the door behind Giotto opened and from there a hispanic man of average height. His body toned, his face filled with scars, he first glanced towards the table and saw his boss lying dead on pieces of broken wood.

"Is he dead?"

The guards behind him silently watched as their leader asked the mysterious golden haired young man.

"What do you think?"

Giotto did not explain and simply returned a question, he did not make any moves and only watched as the leader of the group walked towards Kingpin's dead body.

The leader did not look shocked, instead he looked over the huge hole where Kingpin's heart was and the charred flesh around it. He scowled at the unpleasant smell of burnt flesh as he pulled out his gun and shot five bullets into the dead Kingpin's head.

"Is committing a war crime something you wanted off your bucket list or something?"

Giotto asked curiously but the man he spoke to simply put his gun into its holster as he took out a cigar and lit it up. The man then answered after breathing out a puff of smoke.

"First of all checking dead bodies is not a war crime, shooting or disfiguring bodies already checked or considered dead is. Second, we are not in a war zone so calling it a war crime is inherently wrong. Finally- what I did is a crime, but between a killer and a corpse abuser… I believe talking about crimes is just hypocritical is it not?"

The man's response made Giotto develop a hint of interest towards him. Smiling, Giotto spoke as he extended his hands towards the man.

"Giotto Giovani, an aspiring criminal overlord, I thought Fisk would only have grunts and yes men, but I didn't think he'd have someone as sophisticated as you. What do you say about becoming my right hand man?"

Giotto's words caused a stir amongst the people in the room, the lackeys at the door were still pointing their guns towards the young man but they did not have the guts to pull the trigger. From what they understood, the young man secretly entered the Kingpin's office and killed him without breaking a sweat.

Wilson Fisk was a philanthropist on the surface and an underworld king in the dark. Fisk did not reach his position with craftiness alone. These guards witnessed Fisk's power, his strength and how he could take multiple bullet hits and still beat his opponent to death.

For a man to die without causing much damage to his opponent showed that the young man had abilities that the two men could do nothing about.

They looked towards their leader who was in deep contemplation hoping for an order but their leaders' following words shocked them both.

"Miles Morales, if it means you'd let me live then I wouldn't mind becoming your right hand man."

Hearing his words his subordinates hid their weapons and were about to leave when two silent shots rang in the room. Two bullets, two heads, the two subordinates fell face first on the ground, their faces a look of confusion as they died not knowing why.

Giotto stared at Miles as the man holstered his gun and let out another puff of smoke.

"You don't want others to know don't you?"

Miles said apathetically as he asked Giotto with a poker face.

"I guess having a smart subordinate is for the best, for now-"

Giotto sighed as he spoke, he paused and snapped his fingers causing the three dead bodies to burn to ash in with golden flames.

Miles watched this display with no emotion but secretly his heart skipped a beat as he sighed internally. He believed his emotions and reactions were suppressed and hidden very well but when he looked towards Giotto he saw the young man smiling at him as he spoke.

"I took care of the corpses, you don't have to worry though. For someone as smart as you, so long as you remain loyal my golden flames won't harm a hair on your body"

The words uttered by Giotto and his eerie smile made Miles understand one thing.

*He knows… I can't hide anything form him-*

With such understanding Miles continued to feign ignorance as he resolved to avoid contact with his new boss as much as possible.

Miles and Giotto exchange a few words about how to handle the follow up matters. From releasing a statement about how Wilson Fisk was currently sick, to managing the various mafias and gangs. Using the fact that some investigators were snooping on Fisk to explain why he won't appear in front of anyone to calm down the criminals under the now dead king.

Giotto told Miles his whole plan, up to how they would fake Kingpin's death. On the surface he dies trying to cure his illness, secretly he was hunted and killed by federal agents but in truth he was long dead and only his shadow existed controlled by a new master.

Their exchange did not last long and soon Miles walked towards the door leaving the room but before he closed the door Giotto left him with words that would forever haunt him-

"By the way, I would appreciate it if you did not hide too much. After all, seeing through lies is fun but receiving mixed messages is just a hassle you know"

As the door closed, Miles' apathetic expression broke as he slowly walked into the dark halls of the penthouse, his heart still beating rapidly as he clutched the list of items Giotto requested of him.

Hearing Mile's beating heart slowly disappear from the place, Giotto sighed as he sat on the sofa near a painting of Wilson Fisk. 

Giotto used his golden flames to burn the painting as he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

*This was the first time I killed someone and used my abilities to burn a corpse…*

His thoughts spun rapidly as he went through his earlier actions. He did not remember when Kingpin appeared in the MCU but he did hear about Hell's kitchen. Looking for information he found out about the secret boss known as Kingpin and killed him.

Using Kingpin's connections and money, Giotto planned to create an AI using Aeolia Schenberg's knowledge. Although it would not be as good as VEDA, the artificial SUPERintelligence (A.S.I) from the Gundam 00 series, its artificial intelligence version would be just as good or just a bit weaker than JARVIS at least.

Giotto could not trust anyone in this world, he had no connections but that did not stop him from building them. Though, for now he had to rely on criminals and the underworld, when he creates his own VEDA he could use it to hack into the government systems and make his own identity.

"But to think I would need to kill… no, this is not some comic universe, or an anime where being a kind person would reward me with victory. Not all of my enemies would become my friends, not all my allies would remain friends and not everyone would act predictably. This is reality, this world will not bend to my will… I need to ensure I live and- the future when Thanos comes… I won't let this world suffer, I will protect it and all the connections I'll make in the future"

With such thoughts Giotto closed his eyes and rested.

As the young man rested, from the shadows a pair of eyes watched Giotto. These eyes appeared for a moment and disappeared after.

"It seems that he's a factor added by the universe… Maybe it was my meddling but the energies of the universe seem to be converging around him- no they are not converging around him but inside him… this individual may be the correcting factor of the universe… it seems… the call of fate is truly inevitable…"

Such words echoed silently in the room going unnoticed by even Giotto.