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The Fastest Man Alive by BigTofu

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure, Black Widow/Natasha R., Iron Man/Tony S., OC, Spider-Man/Peter Parker, Words: 738k+, Favs: 4k+, Follows: 4k+, Published: Jun 22, 2019 Updated: Jun 11, 2023

1,908Chapter 1: New Life!

Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 1

A new life.

All I could remember of that fateful day was my death. I didn't know what I had for breakfast, not even what I had for lunch. All I can remember of that fateful day was being hit by that car. Even now, in my new life, I blamed myself for not seeing the car heading my way. I lived my life right, and I don't party like the rest of the people my age, I didn't go around sleeping with every woman I met. I was a good man, so why did I have to die?

I could never figure it out, and this made me angry. I refuse to live a simple life. I refuse to accept what fate had in store for me. I reject it all. And I knew just where to start. I had read so many of these stories, and yet I knew with the infinite nature that is the multiverse the possibility of its existence was high.

I never expected myself to die and become a reincarnator. This is a chance I refuse to let go.

This is the story of Benjamin Blake, the fastest man alive.

I woke up in an entirely different world. Sigh, you wouldn't and couldn't understand how that felt. I mean everything was different and gone, and you knew this, yet it all felt the same in its weird way — that cute girl down with the hall, the video games, the excellent food, your friends? That's all gone. So I did the only thing I could do, I opened my mouth and screamed yet that wasn't what came out. What came out was one of the loudest wailing cries I had ever heard. It scared the lights out of me, I jolted so hard from it looking around. That's when I noticed my hands, it was me, I was just a little babe, I didn't just die and get a new body I was starting all over from the beginning of everything. And yes that was when I had enough with my head tossed back I just let it all out and wailed.

"Ohh Ohh, look at him go, strong lungs you got there little fella," stated a blurry form of a man from my position in whose arms I was in. "Look at him go, did you see that? He has your mother's eyes, my little man is going to be so handsome when he gets older," Stated the lady whose arms I was now in.

16 Years Later.

MIDTOWN HIGH

BENJAMIN BLAKE

After my meltdown at my birth, I chose to grow up and do something with my life, it's not like I can go back, I was already dead, and my soul was in a new body. I was born Benjamin Anthony Blake, a fresh 7 pound baby with chubby little arms and legs. A fact my mother has never let me live down to this day. A too loving if not a slightly overbearing mother, one Judith Blake married to my grumpy old man, Adrian Blake, the super detective as he likes to call himself at home.

While staring out the window I had to contemplate my life….. I am confident of being in the Marvel universe, I just don't know which reality I was in, currently am hoping it's one I know, cause lets be honest I only read the good stuff, planet Hulk, Civil War, and the Infinity War with some other smaller issues in between.

So far I'm certain Spiderman hasn't shown up yet since I keep an eye out for him in the Daily Bugle, and there hasn't been anything about him. I know that's going to change since JJ hates him for no reason. Also, Spidey hasn't shown up yet 'cause one Peter Parker is one small skinny kid in class sitting right next to me.

I need to figure out what I am going to do and soon, there is one thing I am sure of, and that's this city is going to go to shit fast.

I knew what I wanted to do, yet I only had parts of a plan to get there. I had plans for doing the hero thing my way. With plans to bring Pete, the kid genius along with me, keep him as my Captain America slash Tony Stark. I had to make sure I got my powers before he did.

Turning to my face from the window, I look next to my desk and look at Peter as he tries and fails to hold a conversation with MJ, man I still don't get what he sees in her. If the opportunity happens, I'll help him hook up with the black cat.

"Aye Pete, just leave her be man," I spoke out to him.

"I was just letting her know I was available after school to help her out, like she asked since she missed it last time to hang out with Liz," Peter spoke up while giving me puppy dog eyes. "Come on Pete don't look at me like that, it's creepy am a guy and your a guy so just don't please. How about I look the other way when Flash decides to walk your way," I replied this which snapped him out of it.

"That's not fair! You promised me that you would keep him off my back and I wouldn't tell anyone you were kissing Gwen Stacy behind the bleachers," Whispered Peter as the teacher turned around to look in our direction. "Aye man, haven't I kept my word?" I replied with mock hurt on my face.

"Well yeah, you have. Eddie and Flash actually both go the other way when you're around. What did you do to them before you got me out of my locker, ?" Peter asked me suspiciously with a raised eyebrow.

"You know you're good at doing that eyebrow thing, but unfortunately it won't work on me. Remember, I am a detective kid! That's also dating a police captain's daughter who is also a genius in her own right with a photographic memory, so go take your detective game somewhere else.". I quickly scoff at him with a playful shove.

"Aye, my detective game is on point thank you very much, at least that's what my grades say." Replied, Peter as he laughed at his longtime friend.

"Heh, I'll keep in my mid-A average lane, I am trying not to stand out too much. No point in bringing people my way, no worries I'll let you get all the grades and just beat up the bullies that come bother you." I replied to him while looking up at the bell with just three seconds on the clock-

RING!

"ALRIGHT CLASS MAKE SURE YOU HAVE CHAPTER 6 AND 8 FINISHED FOR HOMEWORK THAT MEANS YOU TOO ." Came the teacher's call as everyone stood up, rushing for the door in a who goes first frenzy.

"Well that's our cuePete, let's go join our fellow hormonal teenage brethren within the confines of that hallway we call a jungle," I spoke up, shifting all my belongings to my backpack.

Out in the hallways was just straight up pandemonium, urgh, some days like today, I realize quite vividly I am a teenager all over again regardless of how advanced my mind might be.

There were hot girls in skimpy short skirts, with the big dumb jocks sniffing behind them. Don't get me wrong I am not half bad myself, but I don't see the appeal of pumping iron and getting that large just because you're on a high school team.

Standing at a crisp 5ft 10 with caramel brown skin, rocking a low fade along the sides, add in my grey eyes and my lean fit athletic build and yeah I was a head turner.

I had no interest in any of the ladies around me, yeah I was what most of them called a fine ass brotha but, I had clues in on the path the future might take, and I already know who was going to come out of high school hot as can be and I had somehow gotten my hands on one such lady.

Or as my father likes to say teenage hormones at its finest, "I still don't understand how she ended up with you, yeah you're my son and you think you got game, but you don't have squat."

That was right before my mom smacked him on the back of his head, to show that she heard him and his ramblings.

Now that school was over, it was time to set my grand plan in motion. A month ago, I had offered to donate some blood to Gwen for her scientific project on genes and their sequences that make us who we are. When I had given my blood, I had also asked her to look for me to see if I also had the X gene.

If this were present in my genes, then it would speed up my plans, and I knew what powers and abilities I was going to get from my uber list of nerd powers.

Did I luck out getting her in my life or what? Someday I'll have to share how I know all my information with her, but until then she is my awesome girlfriend.

And here she comes, walking down the hall looking like a cute little Emma Stone with that blonde pixie cut. Pencil skirt with some checkered sweater, I didn't even know she brought one to school this morning, wait for a second isn't that the sweater I lost during winter break? How in the blue blazes did she get that? She looked at me, smiled with a raised eyebrow and turned to Pete on my left.

"Aye, Pete whatcha doing? Any plans for the weekend?" asked Gwen while completely ignoring me, looming over her, as I was eyeing my lost sweater that just so happens to be in her possession.

"Not much, I am supposed to be helping MJ with that chemistry homework; then I'll probably keep on tinkering with the computer I was building, what about you? What is your plan for the three day weekend," asked Peter trying to stifle his laughter at my antics.

"Well, I plan to help the big lug with the little project he keeps going on and on about how this will change everything forever," Stated Gwen while leaning back onto my chest.

Peter perked up hearing this "Ohh yeah, what project is this?"

"Nothing much I plan to prove that I know the key to access vast unlimited power that can change the cosmic balance as we know it, and it will all be in the hands of a teenage boy. Muahahahaha, and then afterward, a makeout session to end all sessions." I replied to him with a straight face after my evil laugh.

"Yeah, I'll pass thanks for the heads up about your evil plans to rule the world," Peter stated as he closed his locker.

"Cheer up buddy we are about to have a three day weekend, why so glum?" I asked as we walked down the hall to the school's exit.

"Not too sure, just want something new, you know," replied Peter in a bored tone of voice.

"Dude we live in one of the most diverse cities known to man and you're bored, seriously?" I asked him back in an incredulous voice.

"Stop messing with him, he just wants something new to happen in his life, we all believe that high school's a drag on anyone," Stated Gwen as she glares at me.

"Hold it in Ma-Ma bear, I am just asking regular questions here, you know I'm trying to figure out his mood to help fix his mojo," I said while backing away, geez don't kill the guy just asking questions to help solve a problem.

"Don't worry about the big lug, I know you have your eyes on that redhead, don't you blush mister. These things take time, if it turns out she isn't the one for you then that's okay I am positive you will find someone. Okay, Peter so cheer up." Gwen said to him in a cheerful tone.

I turned off to the side and sighed in relief.

"Alright Peter, here is your bus, have a good weekend, and don't do anything I wouldn't do," I said, looking at him holding my hand out for a fist bump.

"Yeah, I think I will I have that new GPU coming in the mail today, so once that's in, I'll start compiling a new code I was working on for looking for information on the web," Peter replied excitedly

"Sounds like a plan man," I replied walking away from the bus stop with Gwen by my side.

"So are you going to tell me about this experiment you have been preparing for?" Gwen asked me as we caught the 129 metro towards Hell's kitchen docks.

Turning around to look at her, I had to mull it over in my mind, how much to share, and what can I share. "What if I was to tell you I might or might not have the key to extra-dimensional energy that's listed as one of the fundamentals of reality itself, but not just reality it's a connective force through all of creation, the multiverse, space, and even time itself.

It's a force that would allow anyone with access, to transcend life and death itself because once one is connected to it, you are more than just what you are. Some of your parts are just rendered a moot point because this force is part of existence itself and when you gain access to it, your fundamental being also becomes part of existence itself also just by proxy. I hum as I finish my little tirade about the speed force.

"See this is the you that I like! Why, can't you show this type of intelligence in school instead of that boring lazy face all the time?" Gwen huffed at me in an exasperated manner.

I couldn't help myself as I laughed at that, I'm talking about powers that can change reality itself, and she is worried about what face I show in school, man she is adorable.

"Well I don't know what you're talking about, but that's some heavy stuff, how can you be sure you know that it is what you believe it to be. Not one to knock you down big lug but I don't believe you're in any AP physics classes." Gwen replied while eyeing me.

"Well to answer your question, I discovered the key to it a while back, but I wasn't so sure my body would be able to handle all that power. Do you remember when I asked you to check if I have the x gene in my genome sequence?" I asked Gwen while we relaxed in the seats of the bus as it chugged along the NYC streets to our destination.

"Okay, I'll bite what's the reason you couldn't use this so-called key unless you knew you had the x gene. After you asked me about it, I had to do my own little research. Did you know Prof. Charles Xavier wrote a theory on human evolution and that we might have new sapient human types walking among us." Gwen asked while looking out the side windows.

"Yeah, I know of the Professor, I actually have a hope of meeting him after this is all complete," I replied

"Oh don't be sly Mr. You didn't answer my original question," Gwen replied as she turned around as she smiled at me.

"Okay, Okay, the big deal about the X gene is that it's mutable on a far higher scale than our normal genes with no risk of cancer. Another big deal about the gene is that when it activates it will give the carrier powers yet these powers come in a random power scale and set. The key will allow me access to the dimensional force, and the x gene will keep it from killing me in the process. I hope that it's going to jump-start my x gene allowing me to gain powers and since my gene would be in a blank state I'll be able to soak it all up." I replied with a grin of my own.

Her face fell instantly "This is Dangerous!" and you want my help with it."

I flinched, yeah maybe I should have kept that part out of it.

"Well no more dangerous than walking down the street in NYC," I replied, trying to calm her down.

"No Ben, that and this is different and you know it." Gwen huffed at me.

"Well Gwen, I gotta try it and if this works it's gonna be like wow, and if it doesn't you can just huff at me with your usual I told you so's" I replied with a pleading tone in my voice. This was my key to the big life, the path to be immortalized in history. Hell I can't be sure I can even do this without her, yeah I am putting the parts of the plan together but she is the biochem genius that's gonna save my ass if I do something stupid.

I guess I gotta go with a bribe. "Come on Gwen if this works that means I'll be able to figure out a way to get you powers also, sharing is caring right?" I asked as softly as I Could while putting my arms around her waist and bringing her closer to me with a pout on my face.

All she could do was let out a little huff at me. And I knew I piqued her interest even if she wouldn't admit it.

"You should know if I figured this out then I would be able to help find you some powers also, right? Maybe some flight, or something flashy, or how about some strength, but I don't think my pretty genius is into getting her hands dirty. How about some telekinesis? Make the beauty and brains a powerhouse no one can mess with how would you like that?" I said to her in her ear. Seeing a smirk played across her lips and yeah I know she is in my corner for the crazy that's about to go down.

We got off at our stop about three blocks down and two blocks across where we needed to be, but that was okay. That's how I wanted it anyway because I had all of the hobos in my corner. I have been visiting out here since my mom allowed me to get on the bus alone.

One of the memories I had before I died besides all my nerd and geek info of the MCU and the DC universe was a movie called John Wick, it showed me the power one can have if they had the hobos and bums behind them. So at a very early age, I came out here on my own to feed them.

There was Alan, an old school Vietnam vet, Terry a millionaire on very tough times, since his wife took everything and then framed him for the rest that's what he says, but who knows with that one. And then there's Phil and a dozen others that like to hang around my warehouse of choice.

They all waved at me as I walked past the warehouse so far nothing seems wrong. I wonder if the items I ordered got here yet.

After I had gotten the positive results that I had the x gene I began my preparations. Since I have been saving up my allowance from way back. I had been using it to feed some of the homeless people around my warehouse. I had saved up a very nice pretty penny, with that I had ordered a box of about three-hundred packs of electro light saline solution with an IV drip and had the guys find a gurney frame for me and I replaced the bed on it.

I obtained the fluids my body was going to need, I had the x gene to bond with the speed force, and I had people to look over me while I communed with existence itself.

I was getting nervous, and my adrenaline was flowing because I knew that this was going to change everything. It had to work because if it didn't I was going to lose my shit. Besides the spider bites and let's be honest I don't even know if that's going to work with my genetic makeup, this is the easiest power to receive. You want chi you gotta plunge your hands inside the heart of a dragon, that and I have no way to make it to the Kun lun so that's out.

Save DR. Sterns and get the Hulk formula, yeah that's not gonna work cause I dont have the gamma gene to survive that exposure. How am I going to get behind and rescue the man with all the military around? So yeah that's a no go. And there is no way I can get my hands on Extremis virus for bodily improvements cause that would overheat me and make a man go boom real quick, and I have no clue how to get to AIM HQ.

So now here I am in a semi-abandoned warehouse surrounded by the hobos that I adopted and fed and they helped me by keeping this place clean from time to time.

"Okay guys move the bed over to that wall away from the skylight, and get the fire extinguishers ready, there is a good chance I'll cook before I recover if this works," I yelled out giving orders to my people. "Alan, do you mind looking after Gwen for me. She's the doc and you're her second in command, please, and thanks."

"Alrighty, then it's showtime!" I spoke hyping myself up for what comes next. I kissed Gwen and watched as she ran over to the rest of the group.

Alright I got this… yeah, I totally got this….. Then I spoke the words that every DC nerd and geek would know because how significant the equation is because for all those in the know it's the key to the speed force. For total access and this is going to change my life forever.

"3X2(9YZ)4A" Everything changed as my body felt as if something was slotted into my very being. I was frozen on the spot everything was silent but not just silent nothing was moving not even the particles in the air. Then a bolt of lightning came crashing down smacking me right in the chest over my heart and fuck did it feel like a jolt of the best espresso, around 100 million volts of nothing but pure pure energy from the speed force just for me. My very existence became painful. I didn't know where the pain ended and I started.

My entire nerves felt like they were on fire, but held on; I refused to go out like this after going this far. I refuse for my second chance to just end this way. I refuse it and I wouldn't accept anything other than success. Then everything went white.

"Hurry, Hurry get those fire extinguishers in there, I guess this is gonna work out for the kid after all" Allen stated while walking over to take a look at his little friend that's just far too stubborn for his own good. If this all goes sideways what's he gonna tell the kids parents?

"I didn't believe him when he said that he had a key, I thought it was just another of his little stories to get out of doing homework," Gwen whispered from her spot as she watched Ben being picked up from the ground he was laying on after being struck by lightning. How was he struck by lightning, the sky was clear, no static was in the air, how just how did it come to this. Gwen wondered and just how much more does he hide behind his goofy grin of his.

X Mansion

"Hmm!" A man in a silver wheelchair suddenly exclaimed in pain, his charcoal suit ruffled as he ripped the metallic helm from his head. Putting his bald head on display for all to see.

"Is everything alright professor?" Asked the lady who stood behind the control panel. Her shoulder-length white hair sways with each movement of her hips.

"Ororo, dear. Cerebro just sensed a very powerful new mutant manifesting his powers. It was just a moment, but I am certain that this individual is an omega class mutant, or possibly beyond. And that mutant is here in New York.

"They might be scared or worse, in danger right now. They probably won't have any control over their powers and that could result in disaster."

"Indeed Ororo, inform Logan. When the signature shows up again we will go and locate this mutant. I am hopeful he or she is still alive.

Ororo nodded to the professor's words, leaving to go update Logan on the situation. Another powerful mutant and one that could be omega class or beyond was as rare as they came. If they ever did.

Benjamin Blake

I didn't know where I was, but everything felt so familiar. It looked like a representation of the city, "Are these my memories?" I asked out loud. Then I felt it, a surge of energy so damn powerful my mind felt like it was going to be ripped in half. The lighting and its power came in waves and colors. Reds, Blacks, Greens, and Blues all manner of lightning came and forced their way into my body. All with one purpose to fill me with power, yet all that power was also ripping me apart.

I refuse to just die. I came this far. I used everything I had, I refuse to just die because my body can't handle it all.

With my refusal to die came my anger roaring to life. Then I grabbed the bolts, and then reality twisted. I could see everything inside and then reality morphed into any and all shapes that I wanted; the power was so intoxicating, but this is not what I wanted. I was in a mindscape not the outside. All this power had me trapped and it was trying to have its way with me.

And I refused it, this was summoned to do my bidding not the other way around. With green and black in one hand with red and blue in the other. I forced everything within my being, this was my mindscape no one had more power than me in my own mind. I was the alpha and the omega here and no shitty lighting bolt was going to rule me.

I forced it all into my core and my x gene came roaring to life and at that moment I knew I was going to win. Yet this was a fight that was not going to be over any time soon

Phantom pains started to assault my senses, but I held on, I would not lose this fight today. And as I fought and held on red and gold electricity arcs came forth from my body in my mind. It was working, my body was being re-made on a molecular level to allow the speed force to co-exist within my cells.

My muscles, my tendons, and my bones were all being rebuilt to use said powers. Just like that all that pain, all that power died down and I finally felt at peace.

When I woke up I was on the gurney facing the skylight. "Urgh, did anyone get the plates of the car that ran me over?" I groaned out for anyone to hear me.

I heard shuffling over on my right side as I sat up. Next thing I know I was being embraced by Gwen who had tears in her eyes. "Come on now Gwen I told you I was only going to be out for a little bit, didn't I?" I replied as she started to squeeze me tighter.

"Yeah, well kid, you were out for two days while you were all glowy, and such." answered Allen while slamming a ham sided hand onto my back.

"Oh well that's too bad then, I thought I was going to be out for much longer," I stated as I patted Gwen on her back.

"Please don't do that again, please don't do that again, the next time you do I'll kill ya for it you big lug." Gwen cried out at me as she had gotten over her own little tiff.

While they droned on and on in my ears about safety, I was juiced. I had just gotten dosed with one hundred million volts of lightning. And I was raring to go, my mind was buzzing with new ideas and thoughts I never knew possible. Just looking at a far off building I knew the velocity to go if I wanted to run straight up its surface. So much power at my fingertips and I could not wait just to cut loose and tell the world, I am here bitches! No one can catch the fastest man alive.

Yet the only thing in my way was an upset girlfriend named Gwen, and since this is the last day of our three day weekend, it's time to go out on a date. Man, I hope they have a cheesy comedy or a chick flick or anything to help get her off my case, but let's try something I always believe the Flash from the comics could do but never touched upon. I held up my hand and started to channel the speed force through it.

At first, my hand started to buzz like I was after phasing, but that wasn't what I wanted. I was going for something of a finer quality, something that was going to be my ultimate cheat. My body was getting used to being connected to the speed force, but the force gave me an aura around my body.

I was generating the aura on a subconscious level, this was one of the signs it was protecting me. Yet I had plans for this aura my body was slowly healing but if I was to channel the speed energy into my body, I should, in theory, speed up my healing.

Since I was just a regular human a while ago, my superhuman durability hasn't kicked in yet but with me channeling the energy I am positive I can accelerate my healing by a factor of 5 for my normal cell, which will, in turn, keep them in peak efficiency allowing me to avoid natural cellular atrophy.

See, that's what I'm talking about. I just thought of a way to heal my body faster and with perfect recall combined with my now enhanced mental process and the answer came to me without me even trying.

Let's take Gwen to the movies first chance I get. I am going running across the Brooklyn bridge at full speed then jump off the top.

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The Fastest Man Alive by BigTofu

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure, Black Widow/Natasha R., Iron Man/Tony S., OC, Spider-Man/Peter Parker, Words: 738k+, Favs: 4k+, Follows: 4k+, Published: Jun 22, 2019 Updated: Jun 11, 2023

1,908Chapter 2: Going Jogging!

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 2:

Let's go for a Jog.

So here I was a real new omega power leveled existence and am stuck watching some random chick flick. Now don't get me wrong I am okay with watching random movies, but when you have been volunt- I mean told you're going to sit, wrap your arms around her, and watch with no complaints; that's when it becomes a hard task to suffer through.

Man, I felt so alive, but here I was sitting and watching just because I decided to go full ultimate power. Tch! Superpowers my ass, a girlfriend still trumps you any day of the week.

It wasn't all bad, and my mind had been thrumming with power the entire time since I woke up a few hours ago on the gurney. It was like all my shackles had been removed, my entire life I had been walking and living with blocks on my feet, riding bikes with square tires, and I didn't know the difference.

Now though my mind was one smooth aerodynamic hypervelocity space ship moving with frictionless flight. My mind had no limits, and in turn, it gave my body no limits. Insights into things I thought mundane were awakening in my mind like never before. Information was being put together catalyzed and then stored away for when I needed them. Everything had a freshly painted coating. Even as far back as my previous lifetime.

So yes, while I sat through this ridiculous movie, I made plans, because one bald Professor is going to visit me real soon and one Magneto. What I needed was to get them both on my side, the Professor would be an easy sell. With me being aware of the DC universe Meta-human trope and better life treatment which also included being aware of how keeping the mutant tag is going to ruin any Meta's reputation, including mine, in any future I would build.

Plans needed to be made to make improvements in the coming future, but first I needed to figure out a suit for myself, and I was currently on my 678 suit design, crap: I also needed a hero name. And money, lots and lots of money. And while I was absentmindedly watching the movie coming up with plans within plans, it happened.

SHARP SNAP!

We ran out of popcorn, and I bit into my fucking hand!

"Goddammit, mutha fucker, shit sucking, devil's asshole!" screamed out of my lungs at my stupidity. In the blue blazes is a man supposed to survive with shit like this happening to him, forget taking on big bads I can't even eat without halfway mutilating my own hands! Everyone turned to look at us while Gwen just covered up her face to laugh at my expense.

Hell, I bought three bags of popcorn, one medium just for her with two large just for myself and my blazing appetite. Since I became a new baby speedster, I knew my metabolism was spiked through the roof. My body had already burned through two hundred bags of the electro-lite glucose/saline solution, just while I was knocked out unconscious communing with existence. Now I just ate through two bags of sizable extra buttered popcorn like it was running away from me.

"Gimme your hand," Gwen motioned to me while stifling her laughs. "Not funny Gwen, that hurt! How would you like it if I took a bite outta you?" I replied to her mirth filled features.

"I don't know if you could make time to take a bite out of me, you seemed pretty busy in your head a while ago," replied Gwen, leaning in to rub the top side of my hand.

Ohh that perked me up! Being the male teenager I was, I had ignored my girlfriend over the last few days. Shit, she had to have been stressed out seeing the speed force strike me, then she went from helping with my saline drip to watching me walk around like it was nothing. Now we are cuddled up in a movie, and I had given her next to no explanation.

Yeah, she trusted me a lot, and damn I was just here ignoring her with grand dreams and plans in my head. So I did what any guy would do I pulled her in and placed a lip lock on her. Damn man, she just melted into my arms, and I could feel it as her muscles relaxed. It was like her whole being came back in sync.

"Wow, is it going to be like this now whenever we kiss?" Gwen asked me while I was trying to figure out how, where, and why did that happen.

"Honestly, I don't even know. These powers are new, and I plan to explore them. If you like, I can give you a small demonstration.

"That could be fun," she replied. So, when we exited the theater we took a look around while walking down the block. And when it was all clear I picked her up princess carry style which caused her to yelp from the sudden move.

"Put me down you big oaf," squealed Gwen into my ear, but I ignored her and took off running.

That was when the speed force started to sing to me and boy was it glorious! It was just begging to be unleashed and used. My cells were soaked in the speed force, and I was tied into it in a way that no one else could ever be. So I pulled deep on my budding well of power and pushed.

The aura that was cloaking my body came alive like nothing I had ever seen before. Hell, I am sure I had never seen it before. I was confident I could do this. The Speed Force had intent linked with beliefs. So I had the intention not just to protect myself, but also Gwen. I had the utmost confidence I could stretch it to wrap her in my aura.

I wanted Gwen to witness what's about to transpire. She had to see this, and she had to see so that she could understand. Then as my aura wrapped around her body, she slowly opened her eyes to the wonders. To understand what it's like to look at the world through the speed force. She was in my arms, and my aura was protecting her, so I ran. My destination was the top of the Brooklyn Bridge.

I had planned to head there after dropping her off. Now I figured I might as well take her with me and have her experience what this is like. Within the blink of an eye, we were already halfway across Manhattan. We were moving so fast everything else was all stationary. I wanted, no, I needed her to see this. Frozen cars, people, and sights. The blending of the neon signs as we zipped by them all on the path to the bridge.

X MANSION :

The Professor called his people into action. "Ororo, Logan let's go for a drive: that signature has made a reappearance. Now I am positive that mutants live within the city."

MANHATTAN :

Gwen was amazed. Ever since they were younger, she had always listened to Ben talking about powers and the beings that wielded them. She never believed her beloved, even when he said he would one day gain powers of his own. She always thought it was just his imagination. Who could believe something like that, it was just far too fanciful. Maybe that's what was wrong with her, she always thought in scientific proofs and her books. All he had was his will and crazy ideas about the universe.

And here she was in his arms while he went speeding down the streets of their city. Was he taking her home now or was he taking her back to the warehouse? She had no clue, but that was fine as she liked to be in his arms even when he was too dense to realize that fact. Then she saw the Brooklyn Bridge, and he was on a straight path directly for the bridge. That was when it happened.

Benjamin Blake

Gwen was in my arms looking around enjoying the view, the zone was here and I was in it. The speed force was singing, and boy was I going to use it, I looked over the edge of the railings of the two-lane street. I was heading straight for the bridge when I had the most delightful idea ever. The east river was on my left with about a two hundred foot drop onto the surface of the water. Taking a look at the water then taking a look at the bridge, I set my find to my path.

I was already going so fast everything was slowed down to a near stop from Gwen's and my perspective. This would mean the surface tension of the water was near concrete tough at the speeds I was moving, but that wouldn't be enough. I ran and looked till I spotted what I was waiting for.

There was a wake wash right up onto the side of the wall looking just like a ramp, and I couldn't help myself. I saw the opportunity and went for it, pulling more speed force energy from my body. I ran up the gravel side of the railing and down the backside. I ran along the side of the wall, down the wake spray of water, and directly out across the East River straight for the bridge.

"Waahhhh!" screamed Gwen as I ran out onto the water. "THIS SHOULDN'T BE HAPPENING, THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!" I, her boyfriend, ran out onto water: actual water! She wanted to close her eyes. She had to close her eyes, but something kept her from doing just that.

This new door that he opened for her was just too exhilarating. She wanted to do more, discover more, hell now she wanted her powers: and he did promise her a set of abilities. Now she had to plan on how to get them out of him sooner rather than later.

Being so focused on my task, I failed to notice the side-eye Gwen was giving me. That was fine because I was about to face my first tough challenge. The side of the Brooklyn Bridge standing point had to be the next level of slippery. I had an idea, but I had no clue if it was going to work. That didn't stop my brain from going into overdrive. Using the lighting from my body, I slammed my foot into the algae-covered brick and mortar on the bridge.

If I had taken a moment to look closer, I would have noticed size ten shoe print now perfectly stamped into the bricks. With one solid push, we rushed right onto the top of the Brooklyn Bridge to stand right next to the central light pole.

I instinctively pulled back my manipulation over the speed force to pull back my aura of protection from Gwen. Man, the sight from up here was amazing. I was in a place anyone would give money to visit.

Gwen was in my arms silent as could be, "When you spoke about figuring out a way to get up here I always thought it was just one of your crazy quirks; you know, one of your moments of boredom and frustration and just wanted to dream up something stupid. Just like your idea on superpowers, yet that came true, and here we are on top of the Brooklyn Bridge of all things."

I couldn't help but to smile back at her, what could I say. For once, I had nothing to say, so I wrapped Gwen in my arms and looked out over the East River. We stayed like that for an hour just enjoying the sites. Then Gwen's phone rang. Captain Stacy was on the line, and that only meant one thing, our fun time was over.

Gwen had to get home fast, lucky for her she knew someone that could get her across town in less time than it takes to brew a cup of coffee. After dropping Gwen off at home, I decided to put some rubber to pavement and blaze a trail across the city. First, though, I had to do a quick in and out of Bodega on the corner of my block in Queens.

I got myself two family-sized packs of m&m, a large water bottle, and a family-sized snickers bar. Dropping a twenty on the counter, I then beat feet out across the lovely city of NY. The time was only ten after two p.m in the very early afternoon. And boy, oh boy, was I about to go full throttle.

QUEENS BROWNSTONES :

Logan turned down the fifth street along West Ave. Today he was driving everyone in a smooth royal blue classic Bentley. If anyone asked he would never admit it, but he liked to drive this old girl. Logan had always kept up her maintenance, so it gave him a smoother ride with his metal bones. Man how he hated riding in vehicles that did not ride smoothly. Hell, he hated flying just as much. It's just unnatural to be flying in the air trapped in a metal tube.

If a man was meant to fly, he would have grown wings. So yeah, he liked driving the old girl. He checked the rearview mirror to see what the Professor was up to, and yep, eyes closed trying to locate the new mutant power source he felt a few days ago.

Charles Xavier opened his eyes as he marveled at what he had witnessed from the astral plane. The young mutant had a few locations he visited quite often. From what Charles could tell, he gained his powers over in the warehouse district. That was fresh, but the mind all that power belonged to frequently traveled to what appeared to be a high school, an apartment in the city, and what appears to be a house located just ideally between the school, warehouse, and the Manhattan apartments. So since that had the highest possibility of being the home of what now appears to be a young mutant, he decided to go there.

Charles spoke up "Logan, I believe I have found the home of the young mutant, it seems he lives right between the school and some warehouses. His powers are activated in the warehouse district, but since the warehouse is located on the edge of hell's kitchen. It might take him a while to get home.

SHA-BOOM!

Came the breaking of the sound barrier, everyone took a moment to look around. Car alarms began to go off, and everyone in the vehicle looked around for the cause of such disturbance. Logan pulled the vehicle over to the side, turning in his seat to Ororo.

"Do we have a situation we should be aware of Ororo?" Logan asked, worried.

"I do not believe that this is weather-related, there is a higher chance this has been a situation of an illegal flight overhead," Ororo replied with a raised eyebrow. "I would fly up there and take a look, but I think that the time has passed for checking on the situation, wouldn't you agree?"

Logan just chuckled to himself and just pulled the car back into traffic. No point in arguing with her and she was convinced she was right and questioning her was just a fast way to get a bolt in the backside. Yeah, Logan knew better, and he wasn't going to bother.

BACK WITH BEN :

Shit, I forgot to be aware of the shock wave that came with breaking the sound barrier. Yeah, indeed, I shouldn't have jumped the gun. That thought was out of my mind as soon as it came in. I was heading to open waters, and I was going to stretch my legs for all they were worth. Currently, I didn't have to be home until three p.m. It was now two-thirty in the afternoon. So all I had to do was run out to the Atlantic. Man, oh man was I moving, I wished I had a speedometer to tell me about my speeds. Although my current thoughts laid in something else. First, I noticed the colors one second it was yellow the next it was red.

Then it was split between my chest and feet then changed to both hands. I was fascinated, so fascinated by the fact that I didn't notice that I was way past long island. I stopped looking at my arms just in time to notice the receding coastline, yeah I had the speed force and nothing was in my way.

What I was seeing were different ranges within the electromagnetic spectrum, yet that wasn't what felt strange to me. What did feel strange was that I was able to tell and see the difference between what came from the ley line under the ocean. They went along the coast and far into open waters to other nations or secret islands most likely.

What did strike me as strange was that I was able to see the ebb and flow of the earth gravimetric waves. This I didn't know the flash had, hell even the flash stated that he ran so fast once he outran gravity itself. At the time I played it off as a joke of the flash floating around, but now I knew that was complete bull. Something that the comics wanted us to believe.

Speed Vision is what I plan to call this and now this raised a question: if I can see gravity waves. I must be able to interact with them. Yeah…. Lets not, currently I'm located in open waters, and that would screw me six ways from Sunday.

Speaking of weird occurrences, I need to figure out how I am breathing going at such speed, my lungs should be mush by now yet I am perfectly fine. Do I even need oxygen anymore, the speed force itself was maintaining my body's functions?

SHIELD HQ :

"Sir we have confirmed reports of an unidentified shockwave coming out of the NY city area." called out a random agent with information for his boss.

"And do we have any confirmed sightings?" One Samuel Bad muthafucka Jackson, the young, the fabulous, the bald one-eyed pirate himself Nicholas James FURY stood there in his long glorious trench coat asked the same random agent.

Fury stood at a good even six feet tall, a nice slim build for a man of his age. He carried himself with a casual gait but anyone who knew him would tell you never trust that smooth walk of his. One moment it's all relaxed then, you blink, you're on the ground and a size eleven custom made baby alligator boot heading directly towards your face.

The Random Agent answered quickly with a, "No sir, but we do have confirmed reports from local police and an agent on the ground did a report on hearing the sonic boom."

"Alright get in contact with weather and ATC, Also get me the last twenty-four hours of flights in and out of the area. One of these has to be our bogie." Fury commanded before turning back around.

"Yes sir, right away sir." replied the random agent as he dashed away to get the information for his glorious boss.

Other Side Of Queens :

"So tell me, Raven, this is the city that Tracker said he felt an omega mutant presence? The last name, Blake, goes to midtown high correct?" Magneto also known as the Magneto Mutant, Visionary Extraordinaire asked, striding forward within the concrete jungle, better known as New York City. Erik Lehnsherr was better known to the public as Magneto. Magneto stood at a crisp six feet even, thick, glorious silver hair, he wore a beautiful blue suit today.

And he was here to pick up a fresh omega level mutant to become a member of his brotherhood. Raven Darkholme, better known as Mystique, the Ageless beauty, the master spy, the Blue Femme Fatale, or Raven, was currently in her businesswomen disguise. Short brunette hair, pencil skirt to match a work blazer that adequately hugged her shoulders combined with a shirt of light teal.

Raven listened to her group leader as he strode forward without a care in the world. Raven decided to ignore most of what he was saying, putting more of her focus on the current target. Benjamin Anthony Blake. From what the Tracker was able to glance from his vision, the kid somehow was able to figure out how to activate his X-gene.

He had to have failed some crazy experiment because she did not know of anyone who would knowingly try and become a mutant. He was just another kid, yet he had to live his life in hiding what he was instead of showing the world his magnificent gifts. This was why she was here helping Eric. She wasn't here for some grand ambition. Raven was here to help shelter the young. She wanted to perform a courtesy that she wished someone had shown her when she first awoke to her gifts.

SOMEWHERE OUT IN THE ATLANTIC :

BENJAMIN

Nothing beats having fun like a sudden jolt to the system. I had just jumped off a beautiful twenty-foot high wave out in the Atlantic when my phone decided it was going to give me a mild heart attack.

RING! RING! RING!

I didn't want to pick it up, hell, how was I even getting service out here. Rationality aside, I knew if I didn't pick up, my Dad was next. And man oh man, I didn't want the detective grilling right now.

Ben - Hey Mom, the most exceptional person in my life, my light giver, the beauty with the bountiful heart filled with unconditional love for her great one and only son.

Mom Life-Giver - Where are you?

Ben - Out on a jog...why?

Mom Life-Giver - Well I just called Peter, and he said you were with Gwen.

So guess who I called next Gwen.

And guess what you weren't with her at all.

Now you're telling me you're out on a jog.

Really?

Ben - Wait, why didn't you call me first?

Mom Life-Giver - I did, but it seems someone didn't want to pick up, so I did the next best thing.

Ben had to move the phone from his ear to check the screen and sure enough. It showed eight missed calls. Now Ben knew how badly he messed up. And he freaked out. Shit!

He looked up, spotted the signal from his phone and high tailed it back in the direction of NYC. Cause he knew this was not going to end here.

Ben - I can't believe I lost sight of the time mom, promise you am on my way home now.

Mom Life-Giver - You have ten minutes or you're going to be late, and I hope you at least picked up some more snacks for the cookout.

Ben - Mom you know you don't even have to ask. My stomach is a black hole and I would have sacrificed a baby if we didn't have enough food.

Mom Life-Giver - Why did you have to get your dad's sense of humor? Sigh! Bye.

Text MSG End:

I looked up and eased my beating heart. The city was rapidly approaching within my vision. I was aware that this wasn't time to slack off, I needed food and lots of it.

Since I am heading home, I might as well do it in style. Focusing my might on the speed force, I pulled in the lightning and focused my will into forming a construct. There was no time to think about the placement and logistics of summoning full speed armor, hell, I am not even sure how Berry created those, but I had clues and pieces to a puzzle.

Today all I was aiming for was just a lightning bolt. For a brief moment, Mortal Kombat flashed through my mind, one character to be more specific. Raiden the god of thunder and for that split second, I felt my lighting react to my thoughts. It quickly went away to form a lightning bolt upon my chest. I planned on going home in style. And this time I wasn't going to mess up the sound barrier.

I made it home just in time, I had two whole chickens, three slabs of beef ribeye, and last but not least, five pounds of ground beef for burgers. My house was located on one of the weirdest streets around. The block of houses was precisely one block over from the main roads on both ends. Then the location of the six homes that make up the light neighborhood was located in a semi-circle on the other side of such a half circle was a six-story apartment home. A strange location indeed yet this was new york strange is a part of daily life.

From my point of view, no one was outside. I did notice a very lovely blue old school styled Bentley. Which made me wonder whose wealthy relatives were visiting today. I definitely would have remembered a blue Bentley if I had seen one before. Bleeding off some speed back into the speed force there was way too much wind. Anyone could figure out I came in with a blast of wind.

The backyard of the Blakes :

"I can smell him, Charles, he just came out of nowhere I can also smell the saltwater. Sniff….sniff… I can also smell popcorn, butter, and a lot of meat." Logan spoke up as he looked around.

"What do you mean by saltwater?" Ororo asked perking up at her seat.

"I would believe, he would be able to answer your questions if you only ask," stated the Professor from his location at one of the large picnic tables. I came running around the fence with all the extra meat for the BBQ already in motion.

"Just in time, you slowpoke. What happened? Get lost on your way home? I heard Gwen kicked you out a while ago." Yelled my father Adrian Blake from across the back patio.

With a sigh at my old man's loudness over the music of the party. I could only grumble under my breath, then I had to offload all the food I brought with me to the party. That was when I noticed the arm that was helping me. When I looked up, there he was: James bloody Howlett, better known as Logan, the badass, savage, muthafucking, Wolverine was here in my backyard helping my Dad with the grill.

And damn! the man was ripped! Hell, I don't think there is a muscle on his body that hasn't been worked out. Logan was a short five feet even with ham chops for hands. Shit, it was hard to keep myself from geeking out right then and there. My head snapped up quickly looking around cause if Logan was here that means the X-men were here.

I looked up, down, left and right then he spotted the two sitting over on the side while Storm watched the kids play. Ororo Munroe stood up and looked back at me. Storm was breathtakingly beautiful, clean caramel mocha skin, flowing locks, with deep blue eyes that thrummed with the power of Mother Nature.

This is the lady to one-day ascends to godhood, one of the few individuals to have direct relations to actual divinity. Shit, she likes gardening. I have to make sure to remember that. Zen and gardening that's my in, just gotta wait, I have four months till I'm seventeen.

I had to take my eyes off her to look at the man seated in his iconic silver chair. Professor Charles Xavier in the flesh. Damn, I was nervous! These are heroes made flesh standing right in front of me, the only thing saving me right now was that I had to finish with my Dad before he forced me to go talk to the Professor. So I decided to turn back around and finish putting away all the food. Yet, that was the chance Logan chose to speak up.

"So kid tell me did you hear that sonic boom today?" Logan asked with a smug look on his features.

"No, I don't think I did, guess I was in my head Mr?" I asked, almost choked on my spit while looking at Wolverine.

"Oh yeah, sorry, forgot to introduce you guys. This is Logan, he came with that professor over there from a school upstate." my father's voice appearing at the worst time possible.

Before I had a chance to reply to my Dad, the universe decided to hit me in the face with a curveball. In walked Magneto and Raven being led by my mother. I was positive that I was about to have a massive coronary hemorrhage. There was no way that I was born with such terrible luck.

Snikt!

And then I heard that I heard the music that sang to the ears of any nerd who knows that sound. I couldn't help myself; I had to see it. So within a nanosecond, I turned around and took a look at them. The Wolverines blades, the weapons of unbreakable might. Holyshit did I want to geek out right now, but like all things, reality had to set in. I realized my ass was in a family neighborhood cookout.

A fight cannot and should not happen here. With that, my mind was made up. Taking four rapid steps, I stood in front of Logan. I clenched my buttcheeks as I dropped my speed. To anyone at the party looking in the front gate direction, new people were entering, but for those closer in the know, they had knowing smiles.

Logan looked at me as I suddenly appeared in front of him. He released a grunt as we watched Magneto enter through the gates, yeah maybe here wasn't the place for a fight. Magneto came walking up next to my mother.

"Adrian turn around, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Erik Lehnsherr. He is also here to talk to Benjamin about a position at his school," my mother said as she did a quick introduction. "Ohh and this is his assistant Raven Darkholme. Since this is going to turn into a big school talk, why don't you have a seat over there with the other teachers."

"Yes, That would be nice as it has been a while since we last had a chat" was all Erik said as he walked in the direction of Charles Xavier.

Logan followed them with his eyes and just grunted. Yeah, the kid knew about them alright, was all that was on Logan's mind as he went back to grilling.

Man's gotta eat even if he's gonna gut a few people after.

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The Fastest Man Alive by BigTofu

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure, Black Widow/Natasha R., Iron Man/Tony S., OC, Spider-Man/Peter Parker, Words: 738k+, Favs: 4k+, Follows: 4k+, Published: Jun 22, 2019 Updated: Jun 11, 2023

1,908Chapter 3: Choose Your Path!

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 3:

Choose Your Path!

Well, shit, now I was in a difficult situation. One second I was in nerdvana the next second the so-called heroes showed up and then the villains alongside them. This was a moment that I was so not ready for. I had known that the Professor was alive and kicking in this universe, and if the Professor was alive. Then that would mean that Magneto would be alive also. And now they both decided to just up and show up at my home.

This was such a fuckity fuck situation! How in the hell will I be able to escape this now? This whole mutant gang war shit was not something I needed at the moment. The opportunity to celebrate having my powers didn't even last an entire day, and now they all showed up in my home.

None of this will ever be conducive for my young teenage heart. This I could have easily bet money on. Just the looks on Logan's, and Storm's faces said it all. This was not an encounter that they had prepared themselves for. It helped me out a lot that Magneto came without his icon helm and purple cape.

Then Mystique was also in her own get-up which didn't draw too much attention, I did want to see her in all blue at least once though. I had to let that thought go because while Eric, aka Magneto, was busy talking up my parents and the Professor she had her eyes set squarely on me.

This was a very odd first experience for me, I have never been stared at with such interest from anyone before like she is trying to learn all of my secrets. Man, oh man she did look amazing though. Mystique had come to my little barbeque in what must have been her professional office lady looking for a husband look.

She was rocking a sheer stocking set wrapped around those fantastic long legs of hers. Wrapped around such amazing legs was a charcoal colored pencil skirt with a jacket that pulled the whole outfit together with her teal top. And damn if that jacket didn't look like it was about to bust. If I was a betting man my money would have been on that button failing at some time during dinner which would definitely drag my eyes her way.

While I was drinking in the sight of the blue death goddess before me, I had to pick up my lower jaw and not act like some hormonal teenager about to choke on his saliva. What I knew: which very few others knew was that this sexy blue goddess before me was nude. She made all of her clothes with her transformation ability. Somehow she can use her skin to create a bio-membrane layer which she can transform into clothes. I was not going to kink shame her at all, but in my heart of hearts, I so wanted to see her in that iconic white leather getup that she wears in the comics. Now that would be amazing, and I am positive that would cause my nerdy little heart to explode.

Thankfully Logan grunted from his spot next to the grill, and I had a very sharp realization that I was staring at her like some creep. Great now there are too badass goddess level women here at the cookout, and now a man feels like he has to choose. Shit, I can't think like that. I am dating Gwen, a man can't have these thoughts about these ladies before me. Also, they are just as likely to kill me in excruciating ways. Storm is well,

Storm was mother nature given form. You don't rock a name like Storm without all the powers of a planet at your command. Then there's Mystique who can transform into anyone; also one of her primary roles in comics was spy work and infiltration. Piss her off, and one day you will never know how you died as she slipped a knife between your ribs.

Hell, I am positive she is far more deadly than the infamous BLACK WIDOW. Would pay good money on a bet that she has some mad skills after living for three hundred plus years. Which now, after some hindsight, has to be a given with this lady. How does a person survive that long? All those memories, all those life experiences.

Just thinking about all that was blowing my mind. Yeah, it wasn't the time to worry about all that. Nope, this was the time of food and the time to ignore all the crazy that was about to explode in my face here it the cookout. Yep, that's exactly what I plan to do. Screw it all and let's act like the teenager that I am.

With that thought in my mind, it was time to grab a plate full of burgers. Then act like I was ignoring the masses with my invulnerable defense of teenage angst and eavesdrop with the ongoing conversation.

While my burgers were under attack by me due to today's hunger-inducing activities, I just so happen to hear the forbidden start of the conversation to end all conversations of my teenage life.

"So tell me, Professor, what is it that you teach at this school of yours?" my mother asked from her position around the backyard table to the one known as Professor Charles Xavier.

Then the bald man started like he wasn't giving away any kind of state secrets at all.

"To be completely honest with you, we find and teach young mutants how to control their abilities. We also teach how to live in peaceful co-existence with the rest of the world or for others with mutations that are not of the normal variety. We teach self-acceptance." Sated the Professor with a kind smile on his face. Man, I can't lie; he almost had me with that. He looked so unassuming and helpful with his little statement.

I knew this man was one of the significant master manipulators to have ever lived. Joining his side over Magnetos is going to be just as dangerous with the only real upside is I'll be safe from the whole mutant terrorist label.

I couldn't help but choke on my seventh burger when I heard that. Low and behold, I gained everyone's attention. That was such a smooth move. All I could do was shrug back at them. With a raised eyebrow at me, my mother went back to grilling the Professor.

"And you think that my Benjamin is one of these mutants you find and teach?" my mother asked with such vivid skepticism evident in her voice.

"Well yes, I do have to concur with Charles on this one. He is young, but even we felt his surge in power from our corner of the globe. That is also why I am here. When we heard of his awakening, we believed that it was of paramount importance that I come to see the young man myself. I am also here to offer the budding young man a partnership with my fellow mutants I am building." Interjected Magneto from his place at the table.

"Yes, I do believe he is a young mutant, and Benjamin is far more than any one of us thinks aren't you, young man." The Professor asked me while also speaking to the general audience present at the table with a smile. Well, fuck me sideways with a horny cactus, he just outed my shit. Now what am I going to do, those plans I had set to do this whole hero thing on the sly just went out the window. Shit, this was bound to happen since he showed up here. Now I guess it was time to either nut up or shut up.

"Well Professor, and Dr. Eric. I don't want to be rude, but" I started to say when I heard my dad say "oh no" from his position down the table. "I just don't see myself associated with the title (Mutant) I would consider a small side acknowledgment of it since its part of what makes up humans, but I can't use that title for myself."

Then with all the joy gone from my face and voice, I let the truth of how I see it drop.

"To me, the term mutant and the N-word are such bullshit and should not ever be socially accepted: period," I spoke with such vitriol everyone had to lean back in their seats. My mother leaned closer to me to pat me on the back to apply a calming effect. "Now if you were to approach me and say to me, 'kid are you a Meta-human?' I would have to reply with a perky, 'Well, yeah'. Since my powers are somewhat metaphysical in a sense, as it needs both my mind and my body. I'll stick with Metahuman over mutant as it sounds lots better and less like some monster the news will undoubtedly use as a sticking point."

I have to keep out the subconscious improvements I get out of the speed force. Everyone at the table looked at me stunned from my rant.

"You have powers, since when? " My mom asked me before my dad could even open his mouth. All I could do was a shrug.

"I figured out the access key to a primordial cosmic force. Then used it to activate my x-gene unlocking my powers." I replied with a shrug.

"And how did you discover you had the x-gene thingy," my dad asked when he was finally able to interrupt. While I was half paying attention to my parents and answering their questions, I noticed the Professor had an expectant look on his face. Magneto had frowned, figures. I was going against his whole homo-superior views.

Storm had a hand on her chin while deep in thought like the Professor. And Raven had a smile on her face looking at me like I was lunch.

"Do you mind telling me how you came to such a conclusion?" Charles asked, finally speaking up.

"Yes, how exactly did you come up with that, young man?" came Magneto's voice harshly from the other side, eyes hard. Yeah, I guess being shown up by some punk nose kid would grate on one's nerves expressly if that one is telling you your superior ass is wrong. I am not going to lie, I kind of liked the vibe from the Professor. If I didn't know I would be immune from the effects of telepathic people, I would think he got to me somehow.

"Well let's be honest the term mutant is just horrible, and it's pure trash. The person that came up with that term to associate the next species of human beings should be dragged behind a barn, farmer John style and shot." I began earning a chuckle from Logan and Raven.

"Yes, a mutation is a variation in cells and genes. I'll give you that, but here's is the rub; if that is true. Then aren't all current humans mutants? Wouldn't all animals also be considered mutants? Right, cause you would need variation to be able to reproduce and keep on reproduction. Otherwise, that would lead us to genetic degradation," I replied out with a huff. "Ohh and another reason I refuse to use such a title is rather simple. Take a look in the house on the DVD rack. Most movies of the horror trope consist of some form of mutation, and most of them are killer hillbilly types with deformities."

Yeah, that isn't me. I can't just up and tell the X-men, because of that stupid title everyone's going to make the X-men enemy number one for no reason. Even after the X-men saved the world so many times, they still ended up hated just because they ran with the title (mutant). That needs to be killed now and in the grave before it gets out of hand.

Logan's head snapped back as he let out a massive bark of laughter. Storm had a small smile on her face, and my insides went all flip flop. Yay, I think she likes me. The Professor also had a smile, and Raven had a glint of pondering on her face.

"Yeah that's some way of seeing things their kid," Logan commented as he chuckled into his beer.

"We use the term mutant as a means of owning what made us, us. Using the term mutants means we recognize ourselves for what we are, and thus we own the slur. It allows us solidarity against those who would harm and use us." Stated Magneto with his look of superiority.

"Yeah well, like I said, poor choice. Now me, I like Meta-human. It's the second question you all had right? I asked the Professor. With a nod to show me, I could continue with my chance to change the things to come.

"Now my reason for liking the term Meta-human is quite simple really. My power base is metaphysical in a sense. Not only that, but living in my current time I recognise it's your name that's going to make the world see you for what you are. That's why anyone with any knowledge of social networking dynamics would instantly tell you to use a name that pops, not a name that would associate you with any negative connotation. For instance, if I go out and tell the world I am a mutant they would associate that with the term mutation and the NEWs would run with that instantly. And can you tell me what mutation goes with as a negative connotation?" I didn't even give them the chance to answer me, but I felt all fuzzy inside seeing their frowns cause they forgot such simple things thinking their ass is so damn superior.

"Well for those that haven't put it together, mutation goes pretty well with cancer since it is a mutation in the cells that causes such a condition. Now I don't know about you, but I am pretty sure I'm no cancer. But that's what you will allow the NEWs to make of your name when you decide to use such an open-ended title for yourself." I told them all.

With that one statement, everyone's eyes opened extremely wide at my views on the matter. Yeah, they just got served. No way was I about to be some mutant gopher dated by the media. I have read enough in the comics to know that this needed to be fixed now rather than to wait for later.

"How…. How can you possibly know?" Storm asked, finally speaking up in the conversation.

"OH, that's easy," I replied to Storm, looking into her bright blue eyes. "It's not anything big. Honestly, all you have to do is watch TV and see how social media plays out. We have horror movies of deformed mutants, which leads to any media associated with the mutant term to be viewed with disgust and distrust."

"Wait, I am missing something here! You have powers? Since when did you start having powers, Benjamin?" Asked my dad after he finished thinking about what I just said. So with that, I stood up and generously demonstrated for everyone to see. I summoned the speed force with my will, allowing my body to blaze with it. Lightning arc around, but I kept them in check. I took one look at my parents, then took off around the house. Deciding sooner rather than later to go much slower this time. Three laps later I went back to my spot

"So what are you kid, a speedster or a light bulb?" Logan asked with a chuckle.

"Well, to answer your question, I am a bit of both." I answered back to him as I went back to my seat. I took a glance over at Magneto and I watched a frown play across his face. Yeah, bitch, I am far more powerful, but I am not about to give away all my secrets.

"So tell me young Mister Blake, would you like to come and join the country I am building for our kind?" Asked Magneto with raw intensity. Yeah, I knew what he was up to, but I don't plan to join his little band of evil brotherhood mutant terrorists. Maybe I'll help them here and there but am not about that life.

"Thanks, but no thanks, Doc." came my reply to the man.

"Are you sure young man," Asked Magneto while leaning forward.

"Yeah thanks, but no thanks. I'll pass for now," I replied firmly, but yes, I had to leave the door open just in case. You never know when you gotta hide out.

Magneto got up fast, turned to my mother, did a half bow, said his goodbye then walked right out of the party. Yeah, I should have figured he would throw a bitch-fit after he didn't get his way. Welp that's a big fuck you I guess. Raven, on the other hand, took her time with her goodbyes. She did handshakes with my parents, gave them contact cards, and then it was my turn.

Ben, play this cool, say hi. Shake her hand and then keep it moving.

"So tell me, Ben, do you have any plans made for after high school," Raven asked me with a natural smile on her face.

"I...I...Ben people." was all that came out.

Well, it is official, I am a born again moron. How in the blue hell do I mess up an introduction like that? Screamed my nerdiest internal monologue.

Okay, let's clear my throat and try this again.

Cough! Cough!

Now let's try this again James Bond style, went my inner voice. You have this champ, and you have this. Ohh and ignore that smile on her face. Remember she is one of the most dangerous women alive. Black Widow doesn't have shit on her, so dont fuck this up.

"Good afternoon, Miss Darkholme," I stated with my best-winning smile, hoping she didn't see my internal panic. That got an eye rise out of her. Wait did she tell us her last name. Damn, I might as well rock this and hope she doesn't find me in a dark alley.

Raven Aka Mystique POV

With that, out in the open Raven raised one elegant eyebrow examining the young man before her. When she first came, she thought this was just another dead end. It is always lovely to welcome a new family member, but they are still too scared to admit what they are to the world. Or that they want to hide what they have become.

Here is a young man that knows what he is but accepts that fact. His views on it are far more suited to today's times than Eric's. It doesn't seem like he wants to build a country, but it does seem like he has a plan. Now that's something isn't it, a young man that knows what he is all about in life and already had goals in mind. It also helps that he is easy on the eyes.

Those are the eyes of a man with a plan for the future, yes it's great that I tagged along with Eric to come to see this new mutant, no this young Metahuman. Metahuman, hmm, even the new terminology is aimed at the new generation. It has been so many years since anyone has stroked my interest. What has it been 30 years,? 50 years? Hmm, maybe 100 years since a young man has brought out such interest in me?

Now that she was so much closer to him, she could feel it. First, it was a little at the fringes of her limbs, but now that she was in contact with him with her fingertips, she was sure. He was brimming with extreme amounts of energy nothing, but raw power. It felt so endless, so vast and untapped yet right there for her. No this isn't right, not at her fingertips it's at his fingertips. His power was so vast she didn't even know if she could see the end of it.

Now Raven made up her mind she had to see him unleashed, and then he would be hers.

"I see you also know that name, tell me what else do you know?" she asked before letting go of my hand.

Benjamins POV

"I dig you in blue more," came out of my face before I even knew what was happening.

"We shall see, and don't worry, I shall keep in touch," Raven replied as she turned around and headed out after Magneto. Hell, she even had a sly catwalk that looked like she was gliding across the floor. In and out of people just like flowing water.

"Shit, she is so going to kill me," came out of my face hole again before I even had the chance to stop myself.

"That she will bub, I just hope you're ready for that fight," Came out of Logan who just appeared at my right with a beer in his hands. I jumped to the high heavens.

"Holy shit, man. Don't do that, fuck my life sideways." I breathed out. Logan just grunted at me with a smug ass smirk playing on the side of his lips.

"You might be a bit fast kid, but you sure ain't aware of your surroundings." Was all he said as he went back to join my folks at the table. Walking back over to the table, I took a seat closer to the legendary man himself. The father to all of the x-men and was also the father to so many young Metahumans to come.

I even knew a lot of what others didn't know; his total nonviolence was instilled into him by none other than revered the Martin Luther King Jr.

As a young African American growing up in America now living life as a Metahuman, meeting this man is such a huge honor. Hell, I want to be on his side, yet I can't go the nonviolence route. I knew about all the danger that was coming my way now that he has shown up at my doorstep.

It's like a start to something, and I don't know what it was, but I felt it oddly enough. I have never taken a life before, but I know I can never let the Purist or William Striker escape. Not only them, but all those other meta-hunting groups out there. I had to figure out something soon.

Yeah, I need to put all that aside. Must let the nerd in me rest; otherwise, I won't make it through the rest of the day. This day has already been one hell of a day. So, for now, let's take a deep breath and speak to the man that's been the father figure for so many.

Hell, speaking of father figures I can't wait to make it out into space, note to self make sure I make it in time for the Guardians of the Galaxy. I have to make it and see if that's Stan Lee, some cosmic guy. Wait what if he is the cosmic guy, Nahh, let's leave that for later.

"Well, hello, Mister Blake. That's such a new view that you have." Stated the Professor while looking at me with a smile.

"Please, Professor Mr. Blake is that older man over there hanging out with Logan. And also I shouldn't be rude, good Afternoon Ororo." I replied to him while also looking towards Ororo. All she did was huff at me, talk about rudeness.

"Good Afternoon yourself, Ben. I would also like to insist on the Professor's question." Stated Ororo while eyeing me. This caused me to chuckle, yeah I am different alright.

"Let's be honest Professor I have been a long time fan of your work. The reason my views are different is just that I am younger. You have to understand when you were making all your discoveries, most people were in Vietnam, or our country was going through the cold war with the USSR. From the way you wrote your dissertation in college, I figured your view was already solidified. So I figured I would hit it from a different angle because it would need something fresh for the twenty-first century.

I have always noticed your terminology was limited to what could be understood back then. Now for the other things that were rather simple. Reality meets science fiction more and more so I knew you wouldn't have written so much on the human condition and its evolutionary path without proof. So I went for my evidence. That was when I found it on some random page that was at least two hundred pages hidden behind some ads online.

Some scientists from Korea were listing how the x-gene was so self-contained, yet it was in a good sixty percent of the Korean population. See, that was a fresh drink of water in a desert. The x-gene was the key I needed. I had my ideas, but no proof. My other obsession was the math behind the motion of the world. That was more of a stroke of luck really, and that's a subject I can't reveal.

So that you know, I was eight at the time I discovered the x-gene. Took me until I was thirteen till I figured out its use." I knew this surprised the Professor with the way his eyebrows went up.

"I believe you have left a lot out, have you not?" Asked the Professor, but I wasn't going to answer him no matter how kind he was. So I decided to give him something.

"I am a Detective's son, I reserve the right not to set myself up and run into a trap. Can't get me for hacking if I don't confirm nor deny that agenda set before me." I answered back to the Professor. This caused Charles to chuckle at me a little while Ororo stared at me with an unblinking gaze. This didn't deter Ororo man; this woman was determined.

"Why did you want to become a "Metahuman," Ororo asked, still giving me a look I couldn't place, but I had to put all that aside. I needed to win these people before me so I could have some breathing from this mess I am in.

"Ohh that's easy! I wanted to change. You haven't met them yet, but my girlfriend is a next level genetics genius, and my best buddy Peter is also a person with genius-level intellect. I was just an ordinary Ben Blake with dreams of grandeur. What I did have though was detective skills, and I kept looking and digging till I found my answer and I went for it. Now here I am, and I refuse to apologize for what I did. I got here on pure merit and half-assed skills. So if you hate me for it, then that's too bad." Was my reply to her, and of course this didn't go over well.

Ororo scoffed at me, got up and went to join Logan by the grill with my parents. Yeah, talk about suck in the charms department. Now all I had was the bald old man to chat with, and he was not easy on the eye.

"So tell me, Ben, would you like to attend my school for extraordinary individuals?" Asked the Professor with what I am beginning to think is his signature look. He had that smile again, and I couldn't figure out why. At this point, I was starting to believe he thinks it's disarming or something along that line. Too bad for him, I knew so much more than I was supposed to, which means options were available to me.

Now I gotta play this up to maximum effect. "I would love to Professor, but I can't because I'm already going to school here," I said with as much gloom as I could muster into my voice. This caused the Professor to scrunch up his brows.

"Well that's unfortunate really, is there no way I can change your mind about this?" Asked the Professor, and that was how I knew I had him. Yeah, I felt like a scumbag for taking advantage of him, but he is getting an uber-powerful beyond omega Meta-human on his side. So them's the breaks and he has to deal. I played myself perking up with a smile I started with my pitch on the situation.

"Well if it's cool for me to come by on weekends and hang out with the rest, I would like to do that," I asked, but honestly. I wasn't asking, It was the only thing that would be accepted and I think he realized that because he decided to agree.

"Well, that would be okay if your parents would allow that. We are located outside the city. In a small town called Salem, would you need a ride?" the Professor asked while looking in their direction, but it didn't seem they were paying us too much attention from across the backyard. With that as a queue, I decided to give a little more information.

"Ohh that's easy, I ran out to the Atlantic and back within like five minutes tops. Maybe less, I have to figure out some optics to keep up with my speed." I replied to his ride comment waving it away. No way was I planning to take a car, when I could just run out there and back.

"Ha, you would prove quite the fun challenge for Dr. McCoy when you visit the mansion," the Professor smiled at me.

"Wow, you have Dr. Hank McCoy at your school. No one has seen him in years. Is that where he has been hiding out all this time? No way! I have to meet him." I asked, causing the Professor to chuckle to himself. Well, I'll be damned. I knew the man was a double-edged blade, but he also had a heart of gold.

To just let me come and go from school. Shit, I can't let him die no matter what. Also must meet the Beast cause he is the freaking Beast. Man, I have so many theories about his transformation I want to see if I am right or not. Shit, now I am torn, but I made my choice. I'll stay here in NYC with Peter and Gwen. This city will make me world-famous.

Since I just got in the school of supers, it's time I build my warehouse into its proper base and keep an eye out for when Peter gets his powers. Yay me! Make a little progress and realize how much more I have to make it through.

Shit, Hulk is going to happen soon and my skinny ass doesn't even have a super suit. Shit, forget the super-suit I need the brain, and not Banner's brains no, I need the going to be the former leader. And the best way to get him on my side is to shame General Ross. Another issue is how do I get from here to there. Shit, now I feel like a rent a hero.

So with that understanding made its time to convince my parents, who might not even care. Now that I think about it, this might be that I have always been a responsible child slash teenager. Adult trust for the win. Yay!

My parents came and met us halfway followed by Logan and Ororo. Well, I guess with those smiles on their faces, that's a sign that they are all for this super-powered school thing. Yay! Talk about fun times ahead, but I am about to shatter that.

"So I have made a deal with the Professor that I will go to Saturday school at the institute. You know, learn some cool things, hang out with cool kids like me and maybe help them with higher learning of self." I snarked in turn, which wiped the smiles off my parent's faces. Yikes from their looks, it didn't seem like they were prepared for that to come out of my mouth.

"Why can't you go to this school since it's for supers like yourself?" My dad asked with a baffled look on his face. That was wiped away after my mom smacked him a good one.

"He doesn't want to leave Gwen, you oaf," she answered him. Well dam, I could have used her as a good excuse. I guess this was a perfect excuse, so I said nothing and my dad ate it all up.

"Well, that would explain it. Fine, as long as the Professor agrees then it's fine with us." Was all he replied while rubbing the spot my mom had hit him in the arm.

"And that's a fine aspiration, and since we have come to an arrangement, it's time for us to bid ourselves farewell and goodbye. Have a great evening; also, Ben, I shall see you this weekend. Let us say on Saturday at nine a.m. sharp." the Professor spoke up from his chair.

"That's fine with me Professor, thanks and I'll see you then. Also, think about the use of the term Metahuman, it's a better definition of what we have become. I plan to work to make that term stand for something great. Let's progress into the future together, Professor. And like history has shown us, it all starts with a word. So let us make a history of our own. With the path, we would like it to take." I replied to the guy as he prepared himself to leave.

"That's a lot to take away from this meeting Benjamin. It would be fun to have you around the school." the Professor stated while rolling away in his chair.

So myself, Logan, and Ororo shook hands goodbye and am happy she didn't give me the cold shoulder. That's going to be weird. I know next to nothing about the nature goddess, but hey what's life without its little challenges.

Man, that's one super sweet Bently, I wonder if the Professor would let me drive her around.

One Week Later:

X mansion

Man, this place had a fantastic amount of grass and land for days. And I do mean days, the professors family must have bout over one hundred acres of land. Now I was in the danger room being introduced to Dr. Hank McCoy, better known as the Beast of legend. And I was kind of disappointed. It looked like he was stuck between half-man half-lion, but he stopped transforming somewhere along the way.

Now he looks like a catman, and that's not even close to scary or as intimidating as I imagined. Dr. Hank Mccoy stood at a tall six feet three inches. With what looks to be blue fur all over the facial features of a big cat. That's just so depressing. Urgh, let's get this day over with already.

I didn't want to meet a fucking cat man.

Being in Dr. Mccoy's lab was awesome and there were so many shiny toys. That's a material combination machine, shit I wanted to get my hands on these toys. I knew why I was here for something that looks like a super treadmill. Man, this thing was beefy. This treadmill had what looks like frictionless hyper glide treds.

I noticed the hookups for energy dampers and sonic mufflers. What is that, a speedometer? Hell yes! I knew I had the speed force from the comics, not that janky broke stuff they had in the tv show. No, I had access to that unlimited monster of raw speed and power. I wanted to make light speed my bitch, I wanted to do things the flash did and more.

I wanted the speed that let flash evacuated an entire city in less than a microsecond as a nuke went off. Hell, I followed the calculations for those for a whole week. The final numbers showed Barry was moving at about thirteen trillion times the speed of light.

That was the same Speed Force from the comics, this also allowed him to witness events that occur in less than an attosecond. The reason that achievement was so massive is because twelve attoseconds is the shortest measurable period recorded by any current scientist. This was more than an enormous breakthrough. And people never even realized because in one second light can circle the earth roughly seven points five times.

If your perception of time reaches the point that you can perceive a single attosecond of light, then everything would appear frozen, stuck in place. This would be due to catching up with the molecules it's passing through because light would have barely managed to move from one atom to the next within that attosecond.

It would be a great big pause of light. My brain was putting the points and facts together, and I loved this effect that the speed force was having on my intellect. Now I was super excited. I grabbed the headset from and hopped right on the treadmill cause shit was about to go down. I wanted proof that I will be the undisputed fastest man alive and no one could even begin to try and take that claim away from me.

Focus...

Focus...

I am speed!

And with that, I was off running at an easy jog.

"728 mph."

I barely felt anything, no friction, no resistance, nothing at all. It was just me and the treadmill. Speed Force oh speed force how I love you. Pushing some more, I broke the sound barrier.

"1,345 mph." the machine read out to me. Yes, I was going standard jet speeds.

KA-BOOM!

"2,774 mph!" It read out again as my lighting started to show up without my summons. Now that I was able to stretch my legs, it's time to make some real effort.

So I went for hypersonic speeds, "16,658 mph!" And I still felt nothing, and I needed more speed, "97,887 mph!"

So now I was in FUCK it all mode, I had a treadmill that's not breaking down. So fuck it all and let's do this shit.

"135,245 mph! 162,802 mph! 202,658 mph!" The number just kept going up, and I was in the fucking zone, I felt the lightning in my very soul signing out for me to keep on going, I felt the speed force in my blood in my very cells.

The lightning was pumping through my veins, through every nerve in my body. I was no longer me. I was more, so much more now.

My very eyes themselves blazed with the lightning pouring off of my body, but it was paid no attention at all.

More speed...

"303,564 mph! Stop! Benjamin, you have to stop. I didn't notice it yet, but the treadmill was starting to give out at the speeds I was going.

Smoke was already coming out of parts, but I didn't care at all.

I yanked the headset off and kept ongoing. I was alive in a way, and I wasn't going to give this up yet.

"353,669 mph!" if I were anywhere close to a typical speedster, I would be dead by now.

My body would have gone into shock, my bones would have shattered, and I would have shitted out my guts all over the lab floors.

My very footsteps spoke with the very sound of thunder itself, and I wanted more.

400,321 mph! 477,212 mph! 505,487 mph! 600,026 mph! 667,248 mph! 705,%$& mph! Then it all went silent, or that was I at least thought happened.

Once I stopped looking at the messed up speedometer screen. I took a good look around myself, and I noticed that everything was frozen in motion. Razor-sharp shrapnel was in the air, and the damn treadmill was blowing up right under me. Well, fuck me sideways, can't a man enjoy his powers. Hoping off the treadmill, I just had to pull the ultimate last move.

As I was maneuvering around the lab, I grabbed all the floating shrapnel debris out of the air. Placed them down in a corner, with that out of the way ran right back up to the warped metal of the treadmill. Placing a hand on it, I willed the kinetic energy out of it and into myself. Felt like I took a shot of damn espresso, talk about a jolt of excitement.

With the way the plasma is flowing in the flame, I should do this again in a more controlled lab, talk about a shortcut to understanding the bose-einstein condensate form of matter. With everything cleaned up nice and neat, I brought my perception back to normalized time. All I heard coming out of the next room over was. "Oh my gosh, Charles, do you know what he just did?"

Like the jackass that I am, I couldn't help myself but walk up to the mirror. I knocked on it and gave my answer.

Yeah, I am the fastest man alive.