MARVEL: GAMER PATH

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It took me eight days, eight days to be kidnapped, how? Well, allow me to explain.

After my sudden… arrival in this world, and what followed after that, I was ambushed by some agents of Hydra, why? Well, apparently the fuckers have someone with the handy ability to detect mutants, and apparently my fun new ability apparently qualifies as a mutant power, right?

Anyway, I was on my way to the library, you know, to learn more skills and stuff, when all of the sudden, boom, three Hydra agents leaped out of a dark street corner and beat the crap out of me. Complete waste of time by the way as I would've gone with them without much resistance, they were all level twenty five, so… I knew from the beginning there was no point in trying to fight highly trained agents with my level one hand to hand combat.

If something good came out of this it probably was that… I had gained a few skills from the prison beating they gave. Mainly physical endurance, so it was a semi-beneficial asskicking.

Anyway, after their merciless beat down, I woke up in a cell where I was almost immediately dragged into an office where a Hydra agent enlightened me about what was going to happen.

Long and short, the very creepy nazi essentially said I'd be broken mentally so they could condition me to service their organization and naturally help take over the planet. You know, usual bad guy stuff.

From there, I started to plan. One, I needed to find a way to escape from this ghastly situation. Two, I needed to find the mutant they had on their command, if that bastard was able to track other mutants then he or she, inclusion above all, had to disappear. If nothing else I did not want to go through this shi again.

I'm not gonna lie, I am super scared, being inside a prison cell, at the mercy of a bunch of nazi loving bastards was probably the most stressful thing I'd ever experienced and it was taking all my willpower not to cry, for what crying would do.

Though I was quite certain I was assuredly gonna cry once the torture started. Powers or not, I'm still just a kid ripped from his own reality, I'm not freaking John Wick and not gonna shrug off whatever they have planned. Regardless of that, I knew I had to survive, and I had to escape.

"Good morning," A man dressed in a black tux entered the room where my cell was located with a wide smile on his face.

He was old, in his sixties maybe, with a scar that ran from his white eyebrow to his neck. Ironically, despite being old his body was fit, way more than mine, and his hands were full of scars. Already I could tell I wasn't gonna like this guy, made all the worse when I looked into his eyes. Why you may ask...because his eyes lacked any spark of human empathy.

"My name is Edward," He said with the same blank smile across his face. "and I will be your trainer."

[Edward Muller - The Hydra Trainer - LV 31

HP: 100%/100%]

I gulped at his statement, "My trainer?"

"Yes," Edward smiled, slowly cracking the joints in his hands, loosening them up to begin "I am him to properly indoctrinate you into Hydra. Whether you choose to cooperate and give into the pain is entirely up to you."

He punctuated that sentence with a crack of the knuckles, not to subtly making his intentions all the more clear.

"Okay, look I don't know why you guys picked me up, but I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy ," I said, though not sure why I bothered. No way I could bullshit my way out of this and fighting...it'd be like using a toothpick to fight against a samurai.

"Hm," Edward chuckled, taking his jacket out, further revealing his heavily muscled body. "Deception, not a bad trait to have. Sadly it is a waste of time to lie to my boy. Our hound has confirmed that you are indeed a mutant and not only that, but one with exceptional potential. Thus, here we are."

"I see," So that's why they had targeted me…probably should've figured that out myself. The question now, how the fuck did the hound manage to find me so soon.

Entering my cell, Edward approached me, and putting his hand on my cheek that left me with uncomfortable sensations and a silent prayer he was only gonna kick my ass., "I know that look, I have seen it a lot of times before… how did they find me so fast?"

He figured that out just from a look. Seriously?

"I… yes," I admitted, there wasn't much to deny anyway, and so far he had been very forthcoming with all the information. Sadly that was about the only concession he would grant.

Slapping me with enough strength to break two of my teeth, throwing me into the ground like a crack whore, he smiled.

"Well… more than not, it's because we target some zones, and list the possible candidates for our cause, but with you? It was mere luck, or bad luck, depending on how you look at it."

Still on the floor, hand clutching to my bleeding mouth in pain, I glanced at him, trying to understand what he was saying.

"It was luck that drove you to that truck," The… driver.. But if that was the case, I would've seen it, my powers would've allowed me to see who he was… granted by that point I was still skeptical with all this shit, but still, his name had nothing to do with Hydra!

"So you have powers that help you identify people," Edward whistled in something akin to approval. "Yes, that will be quite useful to our cause."

I looked at him again, shocked, wondering if he had read that by my body language or my mind.

"To answer your question, no I can't actually read your mind," Edward chuckled again at my shock. "True that statement seems contradictory but really I just took a wild guess. Considering your surprise when I said it was the truck that led you to us, your reaction gave it away. Still, if it's any consolation, it wasn't the driver, he is but an unsuspecting fool that helps us without knowing."

"It might be the pain of that bitch slap you gave me," I sighed, standing up to look at him better. "But, would you care to elaborate, I am sure after that… you'll beat the crap out of me anyway. So why not help a broken man understand?"

With a smile, he took a step forward and struck me in the face with a quick jab. "I suppose I could, after all the aim is to break you both mentally and physically. You see, our hound was being transported back to New York."

"I see…" Last time I EVER get a ride with anyone.

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[6 MONTHS LATER]

[STATS

Name = Alex Walker

Occupation = The Gamer

Level = 3

EXP = 0/450

HP = 500/500

MP = 100/100

STR = 12

VIT = 20

DEF = 12

DEX= 12

INT = 12

CHA = 12

WIS = 12

WILL = 51

PER = 12

LUK = 7

STAT POINTS = 20

MONEY: 0$

]

Six months of every form of abuse you can imagine...except for the one a lot of people are probably thinking about. Thank god for small miracles. Yeah, things like that and my power are about the only thing keeping me going.

If there was any kind of upside to this crapfest it was my skills improving. Physical Endurance, and my Willpower, both had jumped to the point I can shrug off most of the things Edward does.

If I have to be honest, the worst was during the first week, now most of his training in obedience is really nothing, at least compared to the first week. Boy did I suffer that first week, bastard one day thought it would be fun to break each of my fingers with a hammer. I actually ended up begging him to stop when he talked about moving onto my genitals. Powers or not, I doubt I could've handled that.

But unbeknownst to him the ball breaking idiot had given me the tools to survive Hydra and their brainwashing techniques. For one, I discovered how my stats worked, more in depth that is, for after a certain amount of stats you would get an achievement, a perk for that stat.

In my case, Willpower, and Vitality have given me two very useful tools to survive this place, a few perks that made my stay painful, but a pain that I could handle.

"Skills." I thought, as the skills and perks window opened.

[Physical Endurance LV 41 = The body's durability increases, allowing for less damage taken. 41% decrease in damage taken by attacks.

Will of Stone! *PERK* = Pain and Suffering always come, but as long as my will stands, nothing will break me down! = Eases the mental pain of one's body immediately, erasing the lingering sensation of pain by a 15%, you know what they say, pain is an illusion and your mind controls it.

Unbreakable Will! *PERK* = My body and mind won't fall into the depths of madness, for my will stands like my beacon of hope! = Eases the mental pain of one's body immediately, erasing the lingering sensation of pain by 35%, you know what they say, pain is an illusion and your mind controls it.

]

Those three things made my entire stay here a walk in the park. Yes it still hurts being beaten down by Edward, but… it was manageable. Really I'd effectively taken high level military torture and reduced it to a short beating from a middle school bully. Painful, but hardly crippling.

"I am truly impressed," Edward laughed, taking a seat on the floor, as I hung to the wall, hooks piercing my skin. "You were so vocal at first, yet it seems my usual tactics aren't working anymore. Perhaps a result of your mutation?"

So he had noticed, then again when you're a torture expert, picking up on things like that is expected.

"So now what?" I asked, spitting one of my last teeth. I wonder if Hydra has a good dentist that I can borrow.

"Now… you go to the next stage," Edward sighed as he placed his jacket back on, devoid of his usual glee. "If only my training had worked… you would not have to endure the next stage, I almost feel pity for you."

Training? All he did was beat the crap out of me on a daily basis, that shit is not training, not even close. "Pity, that's funny coming from the man that used me like a punching bag,"

"I suppose it is," Edward nodded, casually wiping some leftover blood off his knuckles. "Oh well, you are not my problem anymore, you are hers…" he added, finally exiting the room without another word.

Hers, well ain't that ominous as fuck.

"Well Edward, what can I say other than it was fun. Hope to see you again."

Obviously what I meant to say was that the next time I saw him I'd be the one beating the shit out of him until he was shitting out his teeth and most of his internal organs. Sadly, it would seem that I had other things to think about right now.

"So you are the unbreakable puppy," a seductive sweet yet dangerous voice commented as a new figure entered my room, or cell, room sounded less depressing.

[Romania Fitcher - LV 30 - The Hydra Mother

HP = 100%/100%]

The Hydra Mother? Not gonna lie, concerned about the mother title on her title thing.

"I wouldn't say I am unbreakable, more like there were two ways torture could've ended."

Smiling, the woman looked at me, and asked, "And what were those two ways?"

"Well, one, you manage to break me, or two, I get into it, and well, that's another problem alone altogether. There was a time I wondered why some men paid for this type of shit, and well… now I know," I replied with a toothless smile, my crack addict roomie would be proud.

"I see," Romania said, her smile not empty like Edward's but I could tell there was something off about it., "Good thing I have other methods to train you, don't you think?"

I pouted, "And here I thought you were going to spank me."

"Keep talking and I might," huh, kinky.

"So now what?" I asked, completely ignoring the blood dripping from my toothless mouth.

"Now we fix you up," Romania declared, snapping her fingers as two strangers entered the room.

[John John 072 - Hydra Puppet - LV 35

Hp = 100%/100%]

[John John 121 - Hydra Puppet - LV 33

Hp = 100%/100%]

I have a bad feeling about this woman, "Well, and here I thought Hydra was going to leave me toothless and naked, like a crack addict." What is up with me with crack jokes, I need to stop cracking them jokes, haha, get it?

"Oh no, after all, what use do we have for a broken tool?"

Well woman, your organization has been sending me mixed messages with all the shit you guys are doing, first we are going to break you, then not, then yes, make up one of your minds…. Hahah, get it? Cause Hydras have multiple heads, oh boy I am on a roll!