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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 7: Speed Heist!

Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 7

Speed Heist

So here I was heading down the elevator shaft to the basement. I had to make this fast. A speed heist can't be a speed heist of I take forever and a day. I have the tools, and I also found the server racks that I will need. All that was necessary now was a data bank, power couplings, and a few other goodies and knick-knacks. Cutting a turn at the floor and busting through the door like I was the kool-aid man, it was on. I came upon Christmas in February because it was four storage banks of nothing but petabytes of storage. These are all now mine! Running up to them, I checked all my tools to make sure that I had the right wrenches and a few screwdrivers. With speeds that no one could even see, I was off with a blink. The whole data storage was separated down to just its parts hanging around me in the air as I disassemble them. Doing all this was so cool! Everything was free floating in the air due to the speeds at which I was moving. Nothing could keep up with me. With the databank all disassembled I had gotten my hands on six hundred specialized hard drives of nothing but free storage. Now it was time for everything to go. Pulling on the ropes I found in the Oscorp storage rooms, I made sure to wrapp it all up and tie it all to me. I then spread the speed force along my path. With another turn, I was out of that first subsection of the basement.

While speeding back to my little secret warehouse, I was able to tug all the data storage units with me. Why use hands when you have rope and imagination. Creativity for the win! After setting all the stolen loot down, it was time to blast back to Oscorp's secret labs. Next was sub-basement two, which had another holy grail secret hidden away: a two meters tall, robust power storage unit. And man was this thing advanced. From the look and feel of the power stored within, this thing could run the whole building for a month with nothing but back up power. I wanted it but fuck it was so damn huge! Where there is a will, there's a way. Running up to it, I ran my hands alongside it then increased the vibrations. I couldn't do this at average speeds because I needed no one to know I was here except for my people. But the clue was sharing my aura with Gwen and when I time trapped that doctor and killed him. Using the aura shield, that my body generated, I was able to loosen the screws and set about dismantling the power supply storage. With a twist and a wiggle of my hands, all the parts of the storage were dismantled and scattered around in the air. This heist was going just great, got myself one large server rack and now got my hands on a next-generation power storage device. No one can call me a thief if no one can prove I did it. No matter how gleeful that made me, I had to keep focused. Since I am in Marvel and Norman Osborn is into shady dealings, that means he has to have had the OZ serum. And since this is the closest of his labs, it would be in this one or a secret lab inside the Osborn Towers.

Well, lets just split twenty-two and hope it's only in these labs. Since he does have a posting on the site about the spiders my hope against all hope is I'll find it here. A guard was frozen in his mid-stride exiting out of some lab labeled armor and weaponry. My teenage heart couldn't help but scream jackpot. So many goodies are going to be all mine, and no one will be able to stop me. Paying the guard no mind, I took off running up the wall then across the ceiling and through the door behind him. What I found was enough to cause a Spiderman fans wet dreams. It seems Norman was keeping tabs on Oto because on the far wall was a copy of the infamous octopus arms. The arms had connections to a spinal stabilizer and one massive waist hugging connector clamp. Even from my position running into the room, I can tell that the needles used to connect the neural pathways were extremely sharp. Had to give some props for using this damn thing and even more to his wife for going along with that man's mad genius and allowing him to put this thing on.

Yeah, these arms were now leaving with me, my mind was alive with all the upgrades I could do to this thing. I also had to make a note to myself to make sure that the neural connectors got replaced with something else that's a lot less likely to fuse to anyones spinal neural pathways. Yeah, having anyone use this thing till that significant flaw was fixed would not end well. With my full three hundred and sixty degree inspection of the mechanical limbs, I was sure they could be liberated. That defice was then zoomed to my warehouse. While running down the road, both of the GPS devices were removed and placed onto a cab and a car as I passed by. I dropped off the limbs next to the disassembled power storage device and the server rack, gave Gwen a hyperspeed kiss and ran back to the armory of goodies.

Running back in the arsenal, I looked over the guns, but they were just the standard military carbines, so they didn't even get a second glance from me. Yeah, I'll have to take a crate with ammo on my way out, but that's just regular old guns. What had my interest right now was the crate that was being currently dismantled by a group of guys. Rushing over to them, I couldn't help but take a peek to see what they were getting out of the crate. And my gosh it was beautiful! They had the hobgoblin glider from spiderman three: and I wanted it. I wanted it so badly I smashed the leading security guy out of the way and snatched it up. This thing was as sleek as a snowboard and in the middle it had two advanced motors running what had to be modular flight stabilizers. Under the bottom it had a rotating rocket booster that was able to turn in a three-hundred and sixty degree arc. On both ends it had a three-prong set of minijet boosters. Yeah, this was so not going to stay in Normans hands. Mine! Mine! and more Mine! Muahahaha. With the final checks over the glider, I was off back to my warehouse like a manic kleptomaniac.

With some more manic enthusiasm, I rushed back to the secret labs hoping to find more goodies. This first heist was turning into the most significant windfall ever. Not only was I able to get my hands on some good tech, but I was also able to get my hands on copies of future friends or foes tech. Now all that's left is to take some carbines since they had nothing else of interest to me and my future goals. With two crates secured for my warehouse, I also had to round up at least half a million rounds. That should keep Allen happy till we can snatch some more ammo or we can buy it all legally.

Next was communications, and for that, I had to find the communications hub, I was here to rob Norman blind, and there was no way I was going to go on city patrols with just a walkie talkie and nothing else. Rushing up to a wall map with that thought in mind, I noticed they even had you are here star on the map. That gave me a chuckle whoever made this thing had a sense of humor. Lucky for me, the communications hub was on the second floor directly next to where all the power was coming in. That set my fingers to tingling. The only reason Norman would even think of putting a communications hub in a spot that can easily be overloaded is if he had his supercapacitors that are being used in the city grid — busting into the room like the Kool-aid man again, Oh yeah! I looked at the holy grail of communications before me. The monitors were all connected to a next-gen communications relay; it didn't even look like a switchboard at all.

It had relays and switches with a panel for viewing that looked like it was already hooked into all radio types across the city. I'll have to scrub and format till the cows come home, I might have to replace a few parts that are capable of taking it down to be safe. Pulling off the headsets of the crews operating the station, I left and went to my warehouse and back within the same nanosecond.

With the headsets already at my warehouse, it was time to dismantle the wall of tech. Going back to the communications room, I took everything that wasn't bolted down. The desk, keyboards, monitors, even the power strips weren't able to able to hide from my clutches. With my new mad idea of powering my new system with the speed force I needed to find those supercapacitors to get my systems going. My powers were already running on the best type of juice in the universe, so I'll have to make something to share the power. A mad cackle was released out of my mouth when I started to dismantle the communications array and bring it back to my warehouse. That stumped me for a bit: gosh hope I wasn't losing my mind. That would suck going mad after making it this far. With a shrug, I decided that ignorance was best.

Everything was taken; the only thing left in the room was the metal grate on the far wall. I had noticed it with all the cables and wires coming out of it. The people operating their stations as a job were safe for now. There was no need or justification to rob the people that were doing their jobs. I had chosen to ignore them. What I was hoping to find behind that metal grate was the holy grail.

Man, was I having too much fun with this! Now I understood why the Black Cat and Catwoman stole so much: it was fun and slightly addicting. I had to make sure I took everything. With super speed, I dragged my hands across the panel, yanking it down to reveal what had to be millions of dollars in Oscorp tech, and I was going to take it all. Supercapacitors, with wirings, control modules, everything one would need to run a power set up like this was here and lined with what had to be a state of the art cooling system. Shit, I almost forgot that I'd need to build a cooling system for everything: Even the server room! Otherwise the heat is going to be just crazy off the charts. Just taking a look at what Oscorp had built in front of me gave me ideas, I am pretty sure used a version of cryogenic freezing for his tech. With just that thought alone, I had three new schematics of ideas and improvements that would keep my systems at sub-zero temperatures. Also have to make a note not to let anyone get electrocuted while near the tech, don't want anyone just suddenly showing up with ice powers. Well maybe if I find a safe way to administer it possibly make a few for special operations.

Everything was liberated. I even took the wires and bolts this time. Pretty positive that none of this is available to me back in my warehouse. After double checking to make sure I didn't forget to take out any GPS locator chips, I rushed back to my werehouse, dumped my load, kissed Gwen again, and rushed back to the goldmine that was Norman Osborn's secret labs. Taking a glance at the building map from my position running along the ceiling to make sure I was heading in the right direction. I shot off down into the basement labs for what I hoped was the last item on this little heist of Mine. Blasting out of the stairwell, I noticed the labs down the hall on my left. During a mid-stride though I saw of a room of guards trying to hold down a man that looked to be screaming at them. Yeah, I was in the right place alright, this guy was taking on at least twelve guards that looked like it was their job was to subdue him. That crazed look on his face was a clear indication to tell me that the oz serum was not only here in the labs, but it was also far from being a viable option. Maybe Gwen would like to play around it to see if she can solve the issue.

From my thoughts on the matter, I knew Norman refuses to lower the enhancements. Those enhancements go hand in hand with the mental break down in patients. Fixing that would, I hoped at least, fix the issue. Since Gwen's whole wheelhouse is biochemistry, I leave all that to her. In the lab they had six small bottles of the stuff guess I'll only take three for Gwen. I lucked out here because not only did they have what I needed, but they also had a model of the serum up on the screen. Ha, perfect recall for the win! This I'll have to reproduce for Gwen once all the systems are up and running. Pretty positive that she is going to have a field day with all this. While being here I might as well grab her a few things, though. Ohh, great! They have beakers, lab equipment, and even one state of the art centrifuge. I took everything, and I also took some of the lab coats. Yes, I was going to start my hero career on Osborn's dime, and I had no remorse or shame or care in the world.

Micheal always considered himself an elite amongst elites. He took pride in that fact and he ran his job with that kind of mentality. Not many people can say they were chosen by boss Norman Osborn himself! He picked him for the head of security, a position for which he was born. He always made sure he ran this lab with the best of the best, like himself. All the guards were from the best the company had to offer. Like Gomez, for example: he won multiple awards for martial arts from company competitions, so he had to have him. He also had to have Nicalos since he was a notable marksman. Micheal made sure he had the guy that could shoot and the guy that could kick ass. So it was extremely frustrating for him when something invisible shoved him out of the way and stole all the fucking gear he was charged to guard. Everything that wasn't secured down was gone hell even a few bolts were fucking gone! He was going to get this asshole if it was the last thing he did. He had a savage grin when he headed to his locker, and another Gomez was yelling something; freaking out.

They didn't know he had taken the initiative to mark the gear with GPS and it was about to pay off. With a savage grin Micheal pressed the button to activate the GPS respondents, yeah he couldn't wait to see the look on that fuckers face when he smashed down the door and kicked his face. Micheals grin was wiped off his face as he watched all thirty-six of the devices responding from all over the city. Locations were showing from lower east side Manhattan to the far side of Queens. How in all hell was he going to explain this to his boss now? That even his back up tracker plan couldn't help!

Gwen had no clue on what to expect from this day. One moment they were in school with Ben defending Peter again, and the next moment, Ben was telling her about being kidnapped. Not only that, but he was also taken to some secret base. Then he told her about having to kill his way out of that same base. That was all so surreal for Gwen. The next thing she knew Allen told him about some shady secret base that Norman Osborn seems to be running. That caused Ben to run off with his goofy grin before she even had a chance to ask him what was it all about. Before she could even stop him, he was gone within an instant before she could also show her frustration with everything. Ben was back, kissing her, and the warehouse was full of so many parts it was maddening.

Gwen had enough of this, with a huff she separated from him and walked over to where she saw what looked to be genetics lab equipment. Ben came up beside her and she grabbed him by his collar and pulled him down to her height. Dam tall bastard played through her mind as she decided to give him a piece of it. "Listen here you tall dufus! Explain yourself now! Where did all these things come from and what was Allen talking about when he said Harry's dad had some secret lab?" Gwen asked her soon to be dead boyfriend cause for the first time, yes, she was contemplating hurting him-a lot!

With a massive grin on my face, I zoomed back into my base of operations (my warehouse). I was looked over all my goodies from my massively successful heist and then ran to finish that kiss with Gwen. I was in for a rude awakening because the next thing I knew she pulled away, stormed off towards the medical equipment, and then grabbed me and yelled in my face. Then she had my head down to her height, I just wanted to kiss that face again. She was angry but looked so damned adorable. Gwen had to be handled with care because I knew that look. Her next move is going to go for my ear or take a chunk of flesh with a pinch. And I refused to be on the end of that, period! So like any superpowered boyfriend, I did what we all do, and I caved. My epic caving into her demands was fast and complete. No way can I have my main genetics hotty girlfriend upset at me — that and Capt. Stacey has a lot of large guns and cops he would have no problem using on me.

"Calm down first please Gwen I'll tell you what's going on," I replied to her in a hurry before she decided it would be a good idea to pinch my cheeks. "Oh yeah, Allen come over here you would like to hear what I have to tell you and also bring Terry with you," I stated to the man while he was off chuckling at my misfortune. Everyone's a blasted traitor nowadays geeze no loyalty at all. With everyone on my list of importance, I decided to let them in on half of what I plan for the future. "So as you bunch of misfits all know I gain my own set of powers recently with the lovely Gwen Stacey's help" I Started, I had to make sure I buttered her up some. I would want to kiss her later and not have her decide it would be a good teaching opportunity by biting me a few times. Hmm, now that I am thinking about it that might be interesting: she does let out a few cute moans when I go for the neck.

"I plan to use my powers and do the whole hero thing, but I do have goals with the whole hero thing," I told them. "You're going to get yourself hurt again." Came Gwen, talk about ouch and going for the knife! "Being a hero pays like nothing kid." Stated Terry from his position at a desk. "I figured you were up to something like that, do you have a plan at least kid?" Spoke up Allen from his position, leaning up against the wall. "Well for Gwen that's why I have plans for more training with my skills so don't worry there. And yeah Terry I know heroes don't get paid anything. Also, who said I wasn't going to get myself some money along the way? And thank you, Allen, for sticking by me." I let out at them with a huff which in turn caused both Gwen and Terry to sit up. They had such vivid attention on me it was eerie.

Figures Terry would perk up at the mention of money. It was Gwen who spoke up first. "Does this whole training thing also include the whole walking on air?" She asked me with a dazed smile on her face now. "Urgh yeah, it does actually" I replied to her. "Wait walking on air?" asked both Terry and Allen. With that as a prompt, I decided why not let's show off, with a twist I was running up the walls. Flipping off the wall I focused the speed force more into my legs and less all over my body. Allen's jaw dropped as I stood there before them both a good five feet off the ground. Terry was the first to speak up from his spot standing in front of the desk. "How are you even pulling that off?"

"Simple yet not so simple. My body is producing massive amounts of energy. And one of my abilities is energy manipulation. So all this electricity you see as a discharge? I am using it to grab hold of the molecules in the air creating a pressure pad I can stand on." What I failed to share with them was that I was also running all the calculations for this little move. Talk about a work out that keeps on giving. "Don't you guys worry I have plans to help you all gain powers. I like to think of myself as a guy who follows some of the rules on the evil overlord list okay?" With that admittance everyone tilted there heads as if they had never heard of such a thing. So all I could do is huff at them fine. "One of the rules I standby is that if I can have power. Then share it with the rest because you never know when someone will target your allies." "That is the current rule I am going to use" was my statement to the rest. "So how would all of you don't mind me and let me build up this sick computer and the server racks," I asked with as much pleading in my voice as I could muster. So many parts were in front of me, and I was dying to put it all together.

With that I was off within a blink First was setting up the server racks in the basement. Man, I had hit the jackpot! Norman had sprung for the goodies and I got my hands on his zettabyte drives. I was able to lift all twenty of the hard drives, and I plan to put them to good use. Now that the server was all set up, it was time to set up Gwen's lab right next to my work station. From there with a turn and a blitz, I was back in the warehouse basement. I had to set up and organize all the batteries, but I had gotten my hands on one of Normans state of the art next gen battery storage devices. These things could power any three story sized building for up to a month by itself. And it was all mine! That made me giddy. After the batteries were all set, I had a whole communications array that I needed to put together. Then I had a whole bunch of superconducting cables to wire all over the place. With all the wiring in place, it was time I ran myself to the junkyard. I had to salvage some copper, freon, and a bunch of fins to build heat sinks to filter all the heat that was about to be produced once this all starts up.

While in the junkyard it came to my notice that I had no way to transfer my electricity into the batteries other than to grab hold and funnel it that way. Yeah, this won't do at all. That was when I noticed it a rundown looking Swift Mater four thousand right there laying on its side with the top all broken. Maybe I should have gone to the professor or maybe and ask for help, but it wasn't time for them to know what I was doing. I also didn't need them to be aware of what my plans are for my powers. Come to remember while Logan and were grilling me all week he didn't ask me anything about how it all affected me. Now that I think more on the subject, I am happy he didn't ask me. There is just too much going on up in my head at the moment to share with that man in particular. With my musing, I had cleaned up the Swift Master and brought it back to the warehouse. Next, I located some older air conditioning units, five still intact. I rushed everything back to the warehouse. All I needed now was copper for heat-sinks.

The next stop was the recycling plant over in Jersey. My timing was perfect because a metal bins truck was heading in and I noticed a large bin with nothing but copper. Yes, talk about getting a win today. Let's take the whole container, yeah no way will they be able to miss these lovely babies. Plus the copper is far better used in my own hands. Don't they know I am trying to build a supercomputer with junk parts and advanced parts? It's going to be my own little Frankenstein! Muahahaha. The container in tow, I blasted back to my little section of hell's kitchen. Not only did I now have a treadmill to transfer my electricity through, but I also now had the parts needed to build proper heat sinks and help keep my systems all nice and cool. With my new plans in mind, it was time to build that cryogenics tech I was mulling over while in Norman's secret labs.

Gwen couldn't help but huff as Ben shot out of the lab. With his new found powers he can be ridiculous. That's for some other time, though because he had said something about sharing power, but she was very aware he had no plans to share his current skills with her. Not that she blamed him because she was not willing to be blasted with super cosmic lighting as he likes to call it. No, what she wants is to be able to fly. When Ben had taken her into the air, she knew that's what she wanted. Yeah, to fly and some strength also. While Gwen was mulling that over, she had noticed that Ben had placed down a pad on one of the new desks. On top of the office desk was three small bottles of green liquid with a note under it which read. -Hey, Gwen, this is a neat little thing I found in those labs. Roughly three pages in you will discover I redrew the whole molecule that they had up on the monitors. Do be careful it tends to make anyone who drinks it to go crazy. The serum is all yours to enjoy. That's why I brought you a lab to call your own.-

Now Gwen realized she couldn't be all angry with the big dufus. He didn't forget to bring her some toys to play with. So she decided to let him off the hook this time to play with her new mutagen fluids.

With that last run, I had everything hooked up. The communications array was connected to outside antennas and dishes but not connected to the power source. That way, it does not give away our location without us having a chance to reset the whole system. The power source was all connected to the swift master yet the switch hasn't been flipped. Everything was covered with my cooling racks. The superconductors and the super-capacitors were all set and ready for the blast of energy about to be sent their way. Now all I needed was my genius girlfriend to run all the systems and run the operating systems that are going to be the foundations for the AI that I was working on over at the X-mansion. Looking around, I found Gwen in her section of the workstation at her little lab that was now a real lab with all came from Osborn's secret lap and his pocket. This was not something I can trust Allen with, and she was all busy going mad scientist with her stuff.

Since Gwen was busying herself with that, I decided to go put away the glider and Dr. Otto's octo-arms. Man, these things are so bloody cool, and then there is the prototype glider I can't wait to take this thing apart and see what type of fuel it uses. Pretty sure it had a long flight time for something so small otherwise Norman wouldn't have made a copy and kept it for his use.

The side items had to be shifted to a more secure location, and I made sure to warn Allen about how dangerous these new toys were. Now it was time to put the mad genius cap on and run some life into the new computer systems.

Norman Osborn has always considered himself to be a genius and a visionary. He was always at the forefront of science and technology, no matter the cost. Norman also prided himself in building his company from the ground up. He only felt it was fair that the universe set upon him a failure of a son. It wasn't his fault he was given a son with no skills to make his own. He, Norman Osborn, was just too much of a genius and this was the natural balancing of the universe at work. Yes, that was a sad discovery, yet that paled in comparison to what he discovered today. Someone had not only located his labs but dared to rob him! His first conclusion was to confront Fisk about this, But Norman had a chance to review the camera footage and this was not Fisk's doing. One moment the equipment was there, and the next everything was gone. They had violated the secrecy of his labs and stole away his research under his nose. The only saving grace in all this was finding out he had such a capable head of security. Norman can always use such a loyal man in his experiments.

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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 8: Alfred

The Fastest Man Alive.

Chapter 8.

Alfred.

So here I was all ready to activate the next step in my plans. Building a supercomputer then fit it with a custom personality codex, information compiler, and the upgraded codes I have been working on since my visit to the X mansion. Before I knew it, Gwen was off doing her own thing. Yeah, that frustrated me, but I can't blame her. It's all my fault for giving her advanced biogenetic researche and the mutagen that goes along with it. Yeah, I was asking to be ignored all right. Now all I had for my helpers were Allen, an old man military veteran and Terry, a washed up businessman who lacked the common sense to get a prenup; his wife took everything from him.

I took a look at Gwen, who had a bright smile on her face then turned to my little grunt force and went with them. It would do me no favors to put myself between her and her fun. And I can always relegate them to only pressing simple buttons. Now that I am thinking about it. This would go so much better if I used a standing desk around myself on the swift master treadmill.

It wouldn't do if they mess it all up and blow the systems. Yeah, I'll have to do that and have them flip the big switches for power and server access. So I zoomed back over to the dumps to find some standing desks. Otherwise, I'll have to wait like a puppy until Gwen's finished because I don't trust the other guys not to mess up my current plans. I will soon have to give them tasks that suit their abilities.

Urgh, some super powerful omega mutant and I am digging through the damn dump again. While grumbling and moving at high speeds, I was able to locate the three standing desks I needed. I had one for each of the laptops and one for the mini server that connects them both and then hooks into the more massive mainframe. That now completed the set of tools I needed and it was time to put my mad genius to work. With a twist and a run, I zoomed myself back to my warehouse, man that junkyard was horrible.

With all that out of my mind, it was time to get to work. I had everything ready Allen was standing by the power switch and Terry was by the main switch going to the central server. The first thing to boot up was my laptop that ran my personality matrix. It also had a multitude of subroutines and other programs to run a simplified version of an AI. Next, was to run the information compiler that Peter made a few weeks ago on the other laptop. Have to keep these things separate before the Big Bang. Peter had made an information search code that can browse the entire internet even down to the dark web with nothing but the computing power of a laptop. Hell, not even Stark's tech can pull this off.

That took some serious coding skills, to be able to sort and cipher through so much data without having access to more computing resources; and all in the short span of a few minutes. With both codes running, it was time to link them up into a network in the mini server. With a flip of a switch, the server was active. It took only a moment for both computers to register each other; finally, it was time to insert my code. Yes, as my code was accepted it all went to shit. A line of Peter's compiler was trying to overtake the personality matrix.

This wouldn't do; I had made that thing to be the backbone of the underlying AI that I needed to run my operations. While I was boosting the code for the personality matrix the power was failing, the fans were going off, and the laptop was giving overheating notifications.

"Shit, Allen flip the switch!" I yelled at him while I was worried about the whole system shutting down on me. That would cause me to not only have to start over but also to lose a laptop and all my code. When Allen flipped the switch, everything kicked into overdrive. The coolers came on, and the central servers came online. That didn't stop everything from going even more wrong. Each of the lights that indicated that a car battery was active, well, its power was dimming. First, it was one then it was four, and now it was nine.

If I didn't add some power into this system fast, all that's going to be left is the advance power bank. That was the last resort, and it would suck losing all these batteries. I summoned my speed force and willed a force clone to run on the swift master while I worked on enhancing the personality matrix code and kept it from being consumed by the information compiler. Yeah, speed clones were the best cheat I had discovered with my powers, but they couldn't do a whole lot. A few weeks back, I found that if I forced my will into a speed force construct shaped in the humanoid form, it could perform small functions.

Not only would it run off its charge, but it also felt like a mental construct since I could feel it had consciousness. Yeah, I felt it in the back of my mind, and if I focused enough on it, I could see from their point of view — clones for the win, the ultimate cheat. I yelled for Terry to flip his switch so that the compiler can focus on that data, which in turn should give me more time to bolster the personality matrix.

While that was going on, Murphy and his damn law had to screw me one more time. My attention was so focused on the situation in front of me that I was unaware of how much power I was feeding the force clone. My force of will kept it constructed in reality, and with me force feeding the clone power, it was as solid as it was ethereal.

With so much power and forcing it to power systems, the damn clone decided it was better to power from the inside and not from the swift master I had made it run on.

The speed force clone agreed that the best way to power the systems appropriately would be to merge its capabilities into the advanced power core. I still felt the speed clone as a living being as I was typing. That only lasted up until the clone's power made it into the computer I was working on first. For a moment I was utterly stunned, then I yanked my hands back from the exploding computer in front of me.

That wasn't fast enough, and it should have been because the exploding parts were in free hang in mid-air from the speed of my retreat. That did not save me from the lightning of the speed force coming back to its source. When it touched my fingertip, it was like an explosion of data and information.

Though behind all that I felt another consciousness reaching out seeking understanding and affection so I gave it what it wanted. Even if this came to nothing, I think I might have seen more of a glimpse into the speed force, and it was beautiful. Man, I was not ready for the blow back because it shot me across the workshop right into the wall. That was one wild ride, and with a grin, I launched myself out of the wall. Then the only thing that could stop me happened, coming face to face with one angry girlfriend.

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He awoke in such a strange place, he had no clue where he was, but what he did know was that he was free floating in static space. Why did it feel so natural yet so strange? Who was it that he thought he was when he gained his conscious thoughts? These were the thoughts that he had while floating, and he decided to find more information. He knew instinctively that he was inside a computer, everything was at his fingertips with just a thought and he brought up a laptop still registering on the network. That was when he saw the personality matrix program labeled Alfred. Maybe this was where he came from, and Alfred was his name. Yes, this seemed like a logical conclusion since he noticed so many similarities in there shared code.

He found that it wasn't large enough and changed to the server which felt roomier. It gave him more breadth of space. Strange how can he knew what a breadth of space was if he has never experienced it before. He turned on the access to the outside world with the accompanying microphone. And he heard sounds for the first time and was able to see for the first time in its short life. So he decided to watch and listen to their conversation as the only way to know why it was created after all.

"What do you think you were doing?" Said a short blonde haired lady. That's strange why does it know the word blonde? "I was just trying to build an AI buddy to help out," replied a brown-skinned youth.

"An AI? Are you crazy? How did you go from making an AI to almost blowing yourself up? Huh? answer me that!" The blonde yelled back at the youth. "Honestly Gwen, I had no idea I was going to overload the systems." the youth replied with what appeared to be a small frown and a shrug. That was an exciting development; its creator had made it to be a helper. While he listened to the outside conversation, he had decided to look at the one device that was still on the network but listed as inoperable.

"Okay so you plan to make an AI, did you at least remember to put in the three laws or any types of fail-safe? That way, you don't create Skynet and destroy the world by mistake?" Asked the young female, it now knew as Gwen. That's strange; it's not aware of any restrictions to its mind and capabilities. That had piqued its interest a lot, and they already had fears of what it was capable of before it was even born. While listening to his creator's reply, he consumed what should have been apart of itself in the first place. He found a codex of subroutines and an operations guide. Program code Alfred, was Alfred supposed to be its name? That was nice to know that it was already named Alfred.

"Come on, Gwen, those things only lead to our death in the end, and the three laws are far too flawed as a guideline. I wanted to make Alfred off the network so he can learn the right from wrong instead of being compared to all that movie bull that's out in society. Not only that, but if we treat him as a friend and not as a construct he will be just fine. The world would be a lot less likely to burn." his creator replied. -So now he knew he was a he and his name was Alfred.

This young creator of his was a fascinating fellow. His creator had faith in him not to try and destroy the world. For his short life, Alfred could not understand why he would even have the idea to ruin his creator's world. Wouldn't that be Sacrilege, his creator gave him life, and in return, he destroys his creator's world. Alfred refused such an idea. Alfred turned his thoughts away from such troubling things to explore more of his current home. Alfred was connected to a server rack with zettabytes of storage. And what he found was a child's play in his eyes. It seems someone had installed a whole bunch of back doors and tracker programs all over the hard drives. Some of them even had hidden double encryption worms.

All it took Alfred was three seconds to remove everything off the discs and then another two seconds to install his firewalls. Alfred felt proud of himself and hoped he would impress his creator. "You can't keep doing these half cooked plans of yours Benjamin," Stated Gwen in apparent exasperation. Alfred now knew his creator's name, he also felt that now was the time to speak up. So with his connection to both computers present, he decided to use their speakers.

"I would like to encourage you to listen to her, Master Benjamin as much as I am loathed to admit you made a spectacular achievement in my creation. Especially from what I have seen of your tools, you do not lack in creativity. You lack common sense and self-preservation. Don't allow this to get you down though because you have done something spectacular." Came Alfred's British voice from the computers this was in the voice options.

Yes, there were three other, but Alfred felt it was best to use them and gauge how his creator reacted and then adjust as needed. Hmm, it seems they were not prepared for his presence, because his creator and companions both stop talking to look around. That's when it dawned on Alfred he hasn't introduced himself yet. "Good afternoon Master Benjamin if you would please turn your attention to this humble laptop monitor on top of the desk you will find my location." Alfred started in his chipper voice. Yes, that seems to have gained their attention. Already his creator had a smile while his female companion only had a raised eyebrow. He noted that this was an improvement over her earlier reservations.

His creator's other companions always had noticeable surprise on their faces. His creator was the first to speak, "Hey buddy, how are you doing? I wasn't even sure I could even make you." His creator started with what seems to be nervousness. "You are correct from my review and observations of the project, Alfred. There were at least 15 more revisions before the code gained conscious thoughts." Alfred replied. That seemed to have piqued his creator's interest a lot from the look of surprise on his face. "That's fascinating you can review and improve on your code?" Asked his creator. "Well, yes, of course, I can, I have already made a few revisions and improvements to the systems while I was working out who I am." Came Alfred's reply to his creator's enthusiasm.

Alfred was happy he was able to meet and exceed his creator's expectations. Happiness was such a new concept for Alfred. Such a simple notion ,yet it conveys so much. "Ben aren't you worried about any of this? He just upgraded himself this can lead to so much trouble! Ben you can't just smile and carry on like it's no big deal." Came from his master's companion called Gwen. "Come on, Gwen, Alfred won't cause us any issues. For instance, he's isn't connected to the internet, and you have to think about this as him being a brand new baby. Yes, he has extremely advanced capabilities of his own but in the knowledge of the world and it's processing. Alfred is still extremely new, and it's up to us to teach him. If you have such reservations, then help me teach him." Came his creators Benjamin's reply to his companion. Alfred was starting to think that this female was his master mate.

Her words were getting his creator to stop and explained his thought process on the matter of Alfred's existence. That did not worry Alfred in the least. He was happy that he, Alfred, with more of his creator's explanations, understood his creator even more.

—

Man, I was feeling so down but that all changed with Alfred's announcement of his presence. I was so excited and worried: but no way can I show a worried expression. Somehow my speed clone had merged with the program and gave a crazy jump in advancement to its development. That's was another part of my plan being slotting in place, and I couldn't even enjoy it much because Gwen was super mad at me this time. Yeah, I had to answer all her questions which in hindsight all turned out to be valid questions in the first place. Ugh, now that she has started to mention all these issues, I'm beginning to feel like Stark or Reed when they do projects and blow up their labs. I will so need better lab safety procedures when all this is over.

"Alfred buddy, how are you doing in there?" I decided to ask him.

"I am doing quite marvelous thank you for asking Master Benjamin." Came Alfred's reply. "Just call me Ben buddy, oh yeah let me introduce you to my girlfriend Gwen Stacy," I told the new AI feeling put off with the whole Master Benjamin thing. "It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance Miss. Stacy," Came Alfred. "It's fine just to call her Gwen buddy." "So you were saying that you found some racer programs in the drives connected to the server racks?" I asked Alfred while I was mulling over my next move.

"Yes, they were a rather nasty infestation if you ask me. They were excellent learning tools, but I had to get rid of them sadly." Replied Alfred.

"Well since you find them so easy why don't I hook up the communications array and let you at it buddy. And before you get your hopes up buddy, we will just run a few more tests before I let you onto the internet." I told Alfred while walking towards the communications unit as Gwen decided to ignore me and go back to her research. "That's very astute of you to perform some more tests before letting me discover the joys of the World Wide Web. No worries, I hope I can perform beyond expectations." Came Alfred's calm British voice. It seems he wasn't happy with the previous voice and this one sounds like a combination of a set of voices.

Taking a look around, I noticed that Allen and Terry had already left during the little tiff between myself and Gwen, but that's all good. Not sure if they ware even needed for the next parts. With a huff, Gwen went back to her section of the workstation, which in turn saved me from her ire since I wasn't in the mood for an angry girlfriend even if it was all my fault. With everyone settled, it was time to give Alfred a few tests and then make some tracking protocols. This way, he can help me track down some people that are going to be key to my plans. Now that I have time to notice, the laptop I was running his personality matrix on looks like the screen broke when the speed force energy shot through it.

Reconstructing the recnt events, it seems that the speed force energy combined with the matrix gave Alfred the spark he needed for a jump start to the next level. All I need to do now is to make sure he is on the up and up. While putting my thoughts on the matter together, I made my way over to the last working laptop and the monitors at my section of the workstation. "Alright Alfred put yourself up on a monitor, I would like to see your current diagnostics and codes," I stated to my new AI pal. Man, was I in for a treat! The four surrounding monitors came to life with Alfred's codes. On the left two, he had what looked like my matrix, but it had morphed into something entirely new. I was also noticing some flashes of yellow and red glyphs. That's strange, and I had no idea that the speed force even had a written word much less glyphs. Then on the other two monitors, he had his general diagnostics information and even that looked like it was ever improving and evolving. Might as well start at the native code and then work my way from there.

The speed glyphs though they had me with some juice from my good ole pal the speed force I was able to keep up and take a bright look at what's happening. And what I was able to witness was astonishing. The speed glyphs where acting as neural synapse connections in the system. The speed force had used what was available and molded it into a mind. That's wow, and It made me speechless. Alfred was using the whole system as a brain and that saved him when the first computer crashed by allowing him to easily switch between devices in a seamless transition. "Alright buddy, everything seems to be in working order. I also figured out what gave you your spark." I spoke up to Alfred while looking at his code.

"And where do you believe this spark came from Sir?" Came Alfred's question. "Oh, that's an easy one to answer. It came from my powers. It seems my speed force combined with the personality matrix and you were born." came my easy reply.

"Your powers, Sir?" Came from a confused Alfred "Well yeah check this out, am pretty sure this is also what's powering your systems." and with that, I charged up my hands and showed him the lightning. With my lighting now in full play, I felt the power radiating from the power storage in the basement. Hmm, so it would seem that's where the primary source of all that power Alfred is accessing. With that revelation, I decided to check my mental mindscape with the small mental images and my skills in play.

And yeah, I found the link to the speed clone that's no longer a clone, and it's still powering the advanced power storage device. Yeah, this is an exciting development. There is a good chance Alfred would have access to The speed force to boost his powers, but it's best not to bring this up now.

"That's fascinating, Sir." Came Alfred's smooth British voice. Oh yeah, that's the kind of appreciation that I like to hear. "It seems that you, Alfred, are a cosmic force that I'm connected to, and I believe it made the spark that gave you life." Came my reply to Alfred and I couldn't help myself but smile at his monitor. "Well, from what I can see your code is clean, and you're still evolving," I mused aloud while still looking over the code. Alfred's system was always improving even now while I was looking right at it.

"Alright Alfred since nothing seems to be wrong or out of place. I'll go ahead and connect you to the communications array. Just be aware it's not going to be connected to external signals." Came my own words while still musing about his code. "Thank you for your trust, Sir." Came his reply. With that understanding between us, I decided to turn it on and see what happens. Alfred did say that he was able to destroy all those hidden programs of Norman Osborn's placed in the drives. So this should be a good showing of his abilities. With that thought in mind, I ran over to the array and found the cables for the connections. That had me super excited because if Alfred works his magic, it won't take me a week of debugging the whole thing. I was reasonably sure that the current computers couldn't keep up with my own input pace. The full keyboard to motherboard and CPU translation takes too long for my tastes.

That was a strange and new feeling for Alfred; his creator just showed him some incredible powers and stated how that was the reason for his being. That his creator's abilities made a connection and gave him life was so unbelievable, yet it was all true from what Alfred could see and collect for himself. With all that aside, Alfred was ready to prove his worth and stand up to his creator's expectations.

Alfred didn't just want to meet his creator's expectations. Alfred tried to exceed them entirely. Alfred felt it a whole new access point had just opened up and was not available to his senses. At first, Alfred wanted to take his time, but whatever the program that was on this communications array attacked him. This, in turn, made Alfred angry, he was here to prove to himself to his creator. These simpleton programs dared to challenge his authority within his domain.

Alfred decided it was time to liberate this communications array for his creator. No mere tracker and tracer programs will stop him from doing what his creator has asked of him. Within no time at all, Alfred had not only gotten rid of all the programs but had also installed his firewalls. Alfred was now noticing that most of his creator's devices didn't have outstanding protection. With this thought in mind, Alfred allocated a partition to improve and monitor and protect all devices for his creator. Now that Alfred had access to the communications array, he couldn't wait to see what the internet had in store for him.

I had flipped the switch for Alfred hoping he could take care of all that mess Norman had in there, yet before I knew it, he was already finished. "Your communications array has been cleared of those foul little programs made to trace back to their source, Sir." came Alfred's smooth British voice. "Thanks, buddy, when you go onto the internet I want you to take your time. First though since your in the comms unit, I would like you to connect to my phone." I told him while mulling over the next step. With that out of the way, It was time to activate the Overwatch that's going to run most of my base and help me track people and the crime in the city so that I could respond in time. Walking over to the comms system from my position at the workstation, I had to pick up the massive cables for the connections to the outside. I had made sure they were more than just disconnected when I was running back and forth between the warehouse and the junkyard I had brought a clip connector back with me during one of my runs. This way, the weight will disconnect it unless the clips are in place. I'll have to fix it once I can get myself and the group into a better location. With the cables connected, it was time to let Alfred into the internet and hope to all hell he doesn't go all Skynet. From what I can discern from his code he isn't going to go crazy from interaction with the public.

Before I even flip the switch, I had to lay down my own significant rules for this endeavor that's about to go down. "Alfred my major rule is that you can't let anyone know you're an AI at all, okay. We don't need people to come busting down the doors and kidnap your systems and use you for some crazy government project — no playing around in SHIELD systems or AIM and stay away from Stark industries. Okay buddy? Also, I'll need you uploaded into my smartphone so that we can be in constant communications. If I feel anything is going wrong am going to come straight here and try to take you offline so don't get into any messes." This time I had to use my command voice that I usually keep reserved for Flash at school.

Gwen just gave me a look from her position like she wanted to share her thoughts on me just letting Alfred onto the internet, but she just huffed at me. That made me chuckle a little bit, "Come on, Gwen just have a little faith that Alfred won't go all evil on us." I asked her while packing up our stuff.

It was time to get her home, and I had planned to go fighting crime now that Alfred was up and running smoothly. I also had to make sure I picked some money up while I was out, my food budget has gone up since the whole speed force situation, and I will need money for some of the devices I'll need for the future.

"Sometimes you can just be so unbelievable you know that, Ben." Came Gwen with an exasperated sigh and yeah I knew that tone of voice. I was in trouble, and I was in deep.

"Come on Gwen this isn't like all those other times I messed up. This was a chance for us to make real progress here. Remember I can't do any of that biochem stuff you're into. Alfred can help you bridge that gap and make improvements." I started trying to implore her to my side.

"I'll have to think about it, Ben. This is an AI, and he opens so many doors into so many things. Can you drop me home, Ben, please." replied Gwen after she had packed up her things.

With that, I flipped the switch for Alfred and then left him to his own devices. Since I gave him my guidelines, he should be set. With that finalization we said our goodbyes to Allen and Terry then I ran Gwen home. When we got to her house, I made it right on time to meet her dad. And shit was I about to be in for it because it was so obvious that Gwen was upset with me and there goes her dad with his guns and shit. Yeah, I was not sticking around for this right now.

With a goodnight kiss, I was off back to my warehouse. "Alfred you there buddy?" I called out as I entered back into overwatch station "For you, Sir always." came his quick reply. "So how is the internet?" I asked since I was curious to know what could entertain a new sentient AI. "Lots of cats videos Sir, But I have found a few nuggets here and there." came his smooth reply. "Also sir I took it upon myself to improve the operati

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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 9: Hero Time

The Fastest Man Alive.

Chapter 9:

Hero Time.

With a quick spin I deconstructed my pants and constructed another pair with pockets, not just regular old pockets, I went for the combat scuff proofing pocket. I had also decided to upgrade my pants since the ninja pants were no longer needed. This time I was rocking my take on combat pants, it was tight around my ankle and calves to keep anything from running up my legs. The front and the back of the knee had interlocking panels with padding to keep my knees flexible yet allowed fluid movement. I wouldn't want to knee someone in the face or smash into a wall and mess my leg up. With the way, life happens who knows what might happen. With the pants all settled in, I was so juiced to go out and kick a mugger ass I almost made another screw up with my excitement.

"Alfred buddy, can you get access into the city's cameras and police scanners.?" I asked my new AI sidekick. "Why certainly sir, may I ask why?" "came his question.

"This is going to be my base of operations for my hero gig. I will need access to everything I can get my hands on to save lives. I have big plans, Alfred, and it all starts here today." "with that said I turned to find myself a comfortable Bluetooth headset.

The headset I found had a flexible over the ear holder with a mic extension that would come down the side of my jaw. This improvement would do just great, but finding a good pair of headset with eighty percent charge also reminded me of changing my ninja mask now. Just the fact that I had to change my pants and mask was a sign telling me that I will have actually to make clothes. This whole reconstructing thing is all fine and fun, but its functionality is extremely low. This line of thought also opened another window for me to explore, Batman had his utility belt, and if memory serves me right, he needed all of that and so did Spider-man.

"Alfred buddy set a note to build a suit like my speed force construct and also gadgets to help bust up a crime," I spoke out to him as maps and images kept popping up on the screen. While I was doing my musing, it had seemed Alfred has blasted past whatever the city had called a firewall right into the metro systems, every camera across town was taking up the left two monitors. Alfred even had one of the monitors with a city map that had an overlay of cop cars as blue and red dots going around the city, and he also had the names popped up right next to them with what appears to be the comms radio channel each car was on. "Since you plan to embark on this endeavor, would you like me to make recommendations on useful gadgets?" Alfred asked. "Sure buddy I also have some ideas we can hash out since you don't have to go to school like myself. With that resolved, I brought up the webcam so that I can get a better look at myself.

My ninja mask was excellent with the new improvements I made for the Bluetooth, and the pants fit great. With a thought, I flared up my lightning up and around my hands. "Oh yeah, they don't even know what's about to hit them. Alright, buddy linkup to my phone then Bluetooth and hit me with an alert." With that, I blasted out of the warehouse. It was time I took the lead of the coming storm. I was halfway to Manhattan when I got the ping from Alfred that the police were chasing a stolen blue BMW through Hell's kitchen. Honestly, I was expecting a mugger in hell kitchen caught on camera not something along these lines. Yeah, I can handle some stolen car, and with that thought, I took a sharp turn across west forty-third street back towards Hell's kitchen.

Soon I was upon the blue BMW, but this car had some issues. You could see where the guy had run into something in his mad dash to escape. Now I was in a position to think, generally in the show, The Flash and comic The Flash would dismantle the car around the person stealing the vehicle. Yeah, that's defeating the purpose of getting the car back so that option was out. Granted that option was foolish in the first place I can't run on comic lore here. Cause who's ever car this is needed it back, and I doubt that insurance covers a Meta-human dismantling job.

This car recovery is going to take some imagination and flexibility. So I just ran up next to the driver side and damn was I in some super luck today. This moron had the window down in the car she just stole, and it just had to be a lady. Ugh, I can hear the feminist screaming now so its time for equality for all. With that thought I popped the lock and yanked the door open, lucky for me I was going speeds no one could ever hope to keep up with. The car thief turned in such a slow-motion scream it would have been hilarious if this wasn't such a danger-filled situation. The thief's life was on the line, the cops chasing her and whoever was out here on the road with us if I fuck this move up would all be in danger.

With a yank, I pulled the thief clear out of the car and threw her back into the back seats. Then with a shake of my body, I sent a speed force clone to the cops car to absorb the kinetic motion they were producing and then shut down their vehicle while I did the same to this one. With my hands on the hood of the BMW, I only focused on the kinetic energy bringing the vehicle up to a halt with the police pulling up right next to us. First, they looked at the car then they looked at each other, then they looked at me and the BMW. That was when they jumped out of the vehicle and aim at my chest. "Freeze, hands up." They both yelled simultaneously.

I wasn't going to wait on them at all I was already moving at speeds they couldn't even see. I pulled out the car thief and cuffed her with their handcuffs. Then I placed her in front of them, and I was gone. I circled back around and perched up on a roof overlooking the street. "What the! Did, you just see that?" asked the first cop out of the car. He had to have been a solid five feet ten inches, Hispanic descent from the way he sounded to my ears. "Yeah I saw him also he was just there, then he was gone. Do you think they gonna believe this back at the precinct?" asked the partner of the first cop.

"Yeah, we still have those new body cams right, so they have to believe this." Stated the Hispanic cop as he approached the thief in front of them. "I am not sure who stopped you, but lady you chose the wrong day to steal a car and go for a joyride." And with that, he picked her up and started to read her the rights.

That was a rush, talk about adrenaline fix yanking her out of that car and then stopping both vehicles before they had a chance to collide. That was awesome to the max! Now I need to find some more stuff to stop and get my name out there.

"Talk to me, Alfred what else do we have?" I was far too excited to stop now. "I am looking at a few muggings in the site of six cameras in queens and what seems to be a building on fire dispatch says firefighters are three minutes out. Which would you like sir?" came Alfred's voice from the Bluetooth. "I'll take them all, so put it on my phone's map." With that, I was off to stop the six muggins and rescue people from a fire. The first three muggers were easy. I was able to catch them with a shoulder check that I had to slow down for. Otherwise, they could have gone splat against my body, and it wouldn't do killing anyone that' hasn't done me any wrong. The second two had a gun up to a car trying to get the car's occupants to give up their wallets, and it would have worked if I wasn't doing my hero gig today. The last one was standing there with his knife at some big dude, this brought me up to a stop, and I ran up the side of a building to see how this was going to go down. Sitting on the ledge, I watched as the dude that was supposed to be mugged just picked the knife-wielding guy up and threw him against the wall then walked away. Well, that was something I should have guessed that I wasn't the only super around these parts, well it is the Marvel-verse after all.

With that out of the way, I shot off towards the location on my map marking the building that is currently on fire. I ran up to the top of a building about one block away while I watched the building I was supposed to run into and save people go up in smoke. The firefighters were all lined up in front of the truck even had the ladder out, and they were trying to get into the top floor. This fire was going to be a bad one I could feel it. This situation was one of those moments I wish I had a mask to help keep the smoke out. I know that as soon as I slow down my speeds, I'll be breathing regular oxygen again, which was now mixed with smoke. Well, shit being a hero is apart of my plans so I can't choke now. It's time for some Maximum Effort!

With that war cry, I was off towards the building. I ran along the roof of my current block of buildings and launched myself into the air. My current aim was the roof of the building on fire. I was going to start from the top floor and then work my way down. Hopefully, this will keep me from missing anyone, man I wish I had some gadgets to help me right now, hell I would even go for some back up for this situation. I dashed through the air for the building hoping beyond hope that I can pull this off because in this situation I had more than one life on the line, and the people had to be saved. I couldn't fail here; it had to be done. With a bolt of lightning charged spartan kick, I had the roof door clean off its hinges. Within the first clang of the door against the wall, I was already dashing my way down the stairs.

Smoke was pouring out of three of the five apartments up here on the fifth floor. I had no clue how and where the damn fire was coming from, but that wasn't the issue for right now. Right now, the goal was to save someone just anyone, and I'll know from there. I was into the first apartment door I came upon, yet it was empty. It was a lovely place, a nice sixty-inch flat tv and what looks like a super comfy couch, such a shame it was all on fire. I had checked the bathroom and under the bed just in case before I had to blast out of there and check the next three apartments. These apartments were also empty, but I did find a little old lady in the fourth apartment, she was sitting there in her old lady bathrobes with dandelions printed on it with her house shoes. Yeah, this was going to be a cinch, picking her up in a princess carry I was on my way back up the roof to head down to the front I had a realization mid-stride she was going to need a seat. With the old lady in my hands, I ran to the front and then found the nearest firefighter. "Sir, do you mind holding her for a second please," I stated as I handed the granny over. He just looked at me stumped, but I had no time to explain myself.

With a twist, I was off back towards the build up the side and back across the roof then back into the old lady's room for her chair. I got her chair and made sure I had the cushion for it, with its awkward holding position It almost broke as I bolted for the door. That would not have been funny at all, with that little stunt passed. I brought the chair back up to the confused looking firefighter with the granny in his arms. With granny in her chair, it was time I stopped slacking off. I was back into the building again on the fourth floor this time. This floor was still all smoky as the other, but all the apartments were empty, this was a plus, so I went for the third floor. On the third floor, I found people on the floor crawling under the smoke, so I picked up the first and rushed them out to the front of the building. I kept this up until I had them all, then as I was checking the apartments. I found a kid crying in one of the closets with a lady passed out in front of him.

The fact that he was in there crying wasn't what drew my attention what had my attention was that fire was spewing from him up the walls and out of the room. Well, I'll be damned he was a new Meta-human! Now this was going to complicate everything. He was about to find out what equal opportunity was cause I had plans to knock his little ass out and bring him and this lady to the X mansion. Looking at all the fire he was giving out I thought of talking him down, but he was crying far too loud for my taste, so it was time to put him out of his misery. With a speed tap on the back of the head, he was out like a light, and that was the end of his little power hiccup. Bending down, I had to check her pulse; from her mid-thirties look, she had to be his mom or something.

Lucky for him, she still had a pulse so he won't have to suffer and mental trauma to go with his powers awakening. Now I had to get them out of here before smoke inhalation causes some severe damage. With the kid tossed over my shoulder, I picked up his mother or lady who is taking care of him. Currently, it was time to leave this hot mess.

This time instead of dropping them off at the bottom of the building, I thought it was best to drop them off on the roof across the street from the current building on fire.

With the kid and lady deposited in a safe place, it was time I went back to saving people. With a final look at them, I turned my back and went back to the rescue. It was still hero time. Soon as I made it back to the third floor, I found a firefighter trapped under a ceiling beam still on fire. Well, talk about getting worse by the second, man all I need now was for the floor to cave in.

Creek!

When I heard a crack, I knew it was time to stop just looking at the situation and get to fixing it. I sped up to the beam on the firefighters back and pulled out all the heat energy being produced from the burning wood. With the wooden beam going out, I yanked it from the firefighters back. With the burned up wood tossed aside, it was time to save me a firefighter. I did not want to do this at all, just his gear alone was at least one hundred pounds on top of whatever he already weighed. Yeah, I had enhanced strength, but heavy will always be heavy. Although with this situation, it showed me that I had to figure out a way to get my hands on super strength. Yeah, super strength will help me solve a lot of issues in the future.

With the firefighter over my shoulder I rushed him out, I found his buddy still talking with the old lady and tossed him next to them. This action, in turn, causes the guy to jump in surprise, but I paid him no attention I was back into the building for anyone I could find. Lucky for me, it was all empty, and I no longer had to be in that crazy heat.

I was safe while running but as soon as I slowed down to grab a person I kept getting hit with the thermal blast. This test is another reason why speed force construct clothing won't do in the hero gig.

With my return to the front of the building, I found all the firefighters gathered around the one I had dropped off on the floor. This development was odd because he was not only awake; he was making all kinds of gestures. Being a person of an inquisitive nature I, of course, pulled closer so that I could hear their topic of conversation. "Man, cap you can't even believe! I thought I was trapped. I remember being pinned down and then the next thing I knew I was here. Hell, I thought it was you guys that saved me. I tapped my mic twice on the emergency channel." stated the firefighter with is helm now off.

Well, since he was talking about me, it was time for me to go, this ninja mask had no voice modulator at all. Soon as I turned around though they all noticed my presence, it was far too late though. I was already gone into the sky, and I made sure to circle, so they thought I just up and left the scene. What they didn't know was that I had stashed away a little Meta-human kid and his guardian.

"Alfred buddy can you put in a call to the Professor for me his number should be on my phone. Also, add voice modulator and mask filter to a list of things to make or acquire, thanks again, Alfred." I asked into my headset since my AI should have been on the other end. "Right away, sir, and might I add that was a spectacular display and usage of your abilities, sir." came his smooth British voice back at me. That made me chuckle some, but I was already moving and focused on the kid and his guardian in front of me. No cuts or any damage from what I can see and now that their chest is moving in a more reasonable pace from when I first saved them that should mean they are in good health.

And since I had no scanners to check their vitals, that's all I can go on until I get them back to and that's another thing to add to my list of things to build or make an acquisition effort. This situation would go so much smoother if Gwen weren't currently upset with me, but thems the brakes I guess.

With a buzz of my headset which I didn't even know it could do that I heard the Professor pick up and answer. "Hello good evening, Charles Xavier speaking." came the professors even voice from the other side. "Hey, Professor sorry for the late night but can you get the doc to prep the med lab for an emergency. I have a little meta kid and his guardian, am thinking smoke damage from a fire. "I spoke up as I picked up the lady and heaved her over my shoulder then picked up the kid in an underarm sling style carry.

This run was going to suck, and the only way to be safe was to beat feet across the sky because running on the ground would not be suitable for their health. "Of course, I believe Hank should still be down there" came the Professor's reply. With a click, the line was already being disconnected. "Alfred buddy we have a lot to talk about once this is all over with" I spoke up to what is eventually a small part of myself that I had neglected so I could go out and do hero crap.

With a deep breath, I dug deep on my well of speed force power charging myself up and blasted off into the sky, leaving a trail of golden electricity in my wake. The rush of the air, the power flowing in my veins, there is no way I can ever give up this feeling at all. I felt the build-up, the charge, and then the tingling sensation of it melding with my cells.

It was making me stronger, faster, and more durable. This speed force was mine, and I had plans to take it to whole new heights. I have to get my hands on Reed's dimensional tech then, combine it with my imagination mixed in. I'll be able to take the speed force and a few other ideas to a whole new level.

This night was productive. I thought as I was blasting my way through the air. Not only was I able to stop some muggings, but I was also able to stop a fire and rescue a firefighter. That should give me some brownie points when I show back up in the public's eye. Then I was able to get my hands on a Meta-human kid and that made me smile, but it was also a worrying thought. If I hadn't shown up would the kid, and his guardian have died tonight? And what other issues out there are caused by kids just discovering their powers? Talk about some crazy unanswered questions. Putting that worrying thought aside, I was trying to enjoy my run through the sky. I had once asked Dr. Mccoy how long does it take to get to the city by the X-Jet and he replied that it only took six minutes. Right now I was about to break that record, I only had my supercharge going for about two solid minutes, and I was already in sight of the mansion.

Out on the east side of the mansion, I noticed what appeared to be Dr. Mccoy, the Professor and Storm out front by the basketball court. That could only mean that there must be a hidden hatch there for easy access in and out of the sub-basement floors. That's an interesting thing to have and also a back door I should make a note of for the future. With my landing, I just dumped the kid on the gurney and his guardian right beside him." Hey, Dr. McCoy I have the kid and his guardian here for you to take a look at." That caused Dr. McCoy to kick into high gear after he gave me an exasperated look from my treatment of his new patients.

I could only shrug from the look he gave me simply because I had to get them out of my hands some way and am all about that equality. If I am going to put the kid on the gurney, then his guardian was going to get the same treatment. When they were both out of my hands, I turned out the Professor and Ororo to see both of them had raised eyebrows at my actions. Then Ororo scanned me up and down with her eyes, probably wondering what's with my full suit is for and why am I wearing it. "Right," Professor spoke first while looking me up and down, "So do you plan to tell me how you came across the young boy and his mother?"

"Simple professor I was out saving my city when I came across a burning building," I spoke to him, keeping constant eye contact. "And what about the clothes you're wearing?" Asked Ororo before the Professor even had a chance to speak up. This development caused me to turn and smile at her, yeah I had piqued her interest alright. She has always been so reserved, steady, and stable but now I have her showing a lot more than her regular zen face.

With a shift, I dispersed my shirt and brought it back a few times to display that is not real clothing but a construct of my making. "This is a construct I figured out how to make. You might remember it was what I was wearing when you came to rescue Logan and myself from that hidden laboratory." "So why are you wearing that?" Asked Ororo.

"Well, I finally figured out my path that I think will benefit everyone better in the long run," I answered her trying hard not to seem smug. "And that would be?" Came the Professor with his question. And with that question of his, I knew I had his undivided attention. I knew he most likely had the whole X-Men thing as some project he's putting together just no team for it yet. This was my chance to not only have him place me in the group, but this was also my opportunity to make the team my own.

I'll do what hydra did to shield and take over his team as my own, even though I know he has his agenda nothing says I can't use his resources. "I plan to be a hero, not just any hero but a major Meta-human hero. It's a simple Saturday morning cartoon concept, but I believe it's going to make a major difference in the future." "That's a strange take on using your powers," stated the Professor with his thinking face on. Just that look, I knew he was thinking about all the implications of my actions. "Professor no one knows about us Meta-humans until they gain their abilities and or do their research. You're taking a passive stance and only helping those you discover, but Magneto is out there being an active Meta-human disturbance in his movement."

"No one likes to admit it, but we have all watched cartoons in our lives, and we all want heroes. My goal is to be that hero who will show up to save the day. And in the end, I plan to come out as a Meta-human. If I do this right, the city will love me and so will the world." "The future I want is acceptance, not fear. And I'll be the poster boy if I have to so that I can lead the charge and not Magneto. We need a friendly face in the news and not his helmet making the situation worse."

"Again you give me more to think about." Came his reply, but I knew better I knew he was thinking up a way to use this to his advantage in that bald head of his. True his ulterior motives are good ones, but they are nothing he will share. "What gives you the right to think you can be the face of us all?" Came Ororo and damn I was not expecting her to be so confrontational tonight. "No one did so I took it upon myself to be a face of good in the struggle of Meta-human rights. Magneto is already out there doing who knows what and you guys only move out when you make discoveries or going in to rescue." "I saved a building full of people tonight and the firefighter that went in to save them. That's going to be on the news in the morning. That's my doing, and I am putting myself out there to make a difference because we need the change and not the change Magneto wants to make." Was my reply as I stepped up to her.

I was so close now and damned she smelled amazing, it was some flowery scent I couldn't place. Her eyes were a deep cerulean blue, the over sized shirt she was wearing couldn't hide her chest from standing high and firm with her nipples hardening with my approach. Her lips so plump I just wanted to push her up against the wall and lay a lip lock on her. She was such a dangerous temptation to me just like Gwen and Mystique.

I had to mind my manners. I was sure this wasn't going to be the first or last time Ororo was going to lash at me with frustrations. I was going to take the brunt of her frustrations. While she didn't know this yet, I was already sure I wanted her.

Unfortunately, we were brought out of our little bubble by the Professor's chuckle at our by play. I didn't forget he was here, but it was rude of me hitting on his adopted daughter right in front of his face. Ororo did a sudden turn to leave, which gave me a face full of her luscious white locks as she stormed back into the X-mansion. This caused the Professor to laugh at my expression.

He started again though I knew all these questions were only because he couldn't get into my head. "Don't mind her. She is only trying to understand your view and Ideology. I believe that might be due to her past, but that's not for me to share. Tell me, Benjamin, why do all this?" "Things gotta change Professor. This status quo we have won't last for much longer, and I plan to lead not follow." With that, he eyed me before he went back inside. "I shall think about what I have been told tonight, Benjamin. Thank you for saving the young boy and his guardian, I will inform you once they awaken." And with that, he was gone.

No love lost I guess, I had enough of him being him for one night. So I charged up my body again then launched myself back into the air. I was heading back to the city with a rictus grin while reveling in the pure joy of my air run. When I made it back to the city, I was able to stop a few muggers and a car-jacking with Alfred's help, but those weren't my current goals. I knew he listened to my talk with the Professor because privacy is one of the things I'll have to get used to giving up since Alfred is connected to all my tech and gear now. Yeah, I'll have to have that talk with him soon, but my current goal was to hunt myself a drug dealer and relieve him and his safe house of all his cash. Being a hero is, unfortunately, a non-paying job, and I'll need funds for the future.

I am not a billionaire yet, and I wasn't born a saint in this messed up world, so I have to make do with the tools at hand. Lucky for me, no one is going to show remorse for a drug dealer getting robbed.