The Marvelous Flash Mob (MCU SI)
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TheRealEvanSG
Not From Another World
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Uhh... I'm not really sure how that would work? Since our mind is produced by our brain.
And unless the MCU at some point buys out the X-Men and includes them in the plot, then no, no X-Men or mutants will be appearing in this story.
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That's the feeling of someone calling you their best friend for the first time.
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Is this story abandoned?
TheRealEvanSG
Not From Another World
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Nah, I just haven't gotten around to finishing the next chapter yet.
Chapter 4: In Which Sofia is Amazing
TheRealEvanSG
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AN: Speaking of not getting around to finishing the chapter...
Chapter 4: In Which Sofia is Amazing
My clones and I paled.
"Uh… I don't know what you're talking about," I said quickly, trying to sound as confused as I could. I cracked my knuckles unconsciously and licked my dry lips.
Sofia stared flatly. "Evan, you're a terrible liar. You look like a deer caught in the headlights."
...It was worth a shot.
"What do we do, boss?" one of my clones hissed, looking just as surprised and worried as I felt.
"I knew we should've put a sentry on the door," another mumbled.
I glared at him indignantly. "People in this house usually knock! It ain't my fault I expected consistency! And wait, why didn't you say we should've earlier?"
"I thought you had a plan!"
"I've been worrying my ass off about Black Widow!" I barked, gaping at him. "I haven't even had time to worry about anything else! You guys are supposed to be my backup here; you should've said something!"
"Yeah, well… fuck you!"
"Fuck you!"
My clones and I began squabbling in earnest, Sofia's eye twitching.
"Hello!" she said loudly at last, frowning. "I'm still here. And very confused! I'd really like to know what's going on!"
We all froze and looked at each other. My mouth opened a little and then closed, as I tried and failed to think of an excuse or denial she could accept. But I was panicking and maybe not thinking as clearly as I might have been under normal circumstances, so I couldn't really think of anything. Apparently, neither could my clones, judging by the looks on their faces.
"Um," one of my clones said, "we… are… ah..."
"Clooooones?" another finished uncertainly, blinking.
Everyone in the room stared at him.
"...You're clones," Sofia repeated flatly, folding her arms and raising her eyebrow. "Like, real, living clones. Clones."
"...Um, maybe?" yet another mumbled, scratching the side of his head. Sofia gazed at him piercingly. "Well, although I don't really know if you could call us alive… Half-living, maybe? Uhhh…"
"We are so unprepared for this," I whimpered, dragging my palms down my face.
Sofia raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Okay. Prove it all to me."
I deflated and let out a deep sigh. I'd already fucked up enough just letting her see the clones, so I might as well go for broke. Groaning, I nodded weakly and relented. I imagined the clones returning to me, and they turned into light blue energy that flowed back into my body. Sofia blinked rapidly at that. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, I sighed again and made several more clones. More light blue energy pushed out of my body and formed about three clones that stood beside me.
Sofia's jaw dropped a little. "...Hooow?"
"I have no idea," I deadpanned. "The clones say it's some kind of residual energy left inside me from whatever pulled me from my world into this one."
"World?" Sofia said, looking a little dizzy. "Hold on, world? I thought… I thought you were just from a different time―"
Oh. That's right, I hadn't mentioned that to the Mayers yet. Whoops. Beside me, the clones facepalmed. I scratched the side of my head. "Uh. Yeah. I guess I forgot to mention that, huh?"
Sofia opened her mouth, closed it, and then shook her head. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything, but can we keep this from your parents?" I asked hurriedly. "I'm a bit afraid that Black Widow's looking for me, and I really would like to keep my powers as secret as possible so that they have as little risk of leaking out as I can ensure."
Sofia chewed her lower lip. "Okay. I… I'm still not entirely convinced I haven't had some bad mushrooms or something, but…" She took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. After dinner, tell me everything, and I promise I won't tell mom or dad. Or anyone else."
"Deal," I said.
She hesitated a little, then ducked out of the room.
I locked eyes with the clones, all of them as dumbfounded as me. "Well, uh," I stammered, "that happened?"
The clones facepalmed.
~o~
"So, yeah," I mumbled, fidgeting as Sofia sat at the desk while I sat on my bed.
It was after dinner, which had been a delicious chicken and beef noodle soup, and it was getting dark outside. A soft yellow-orange glow lit up the room from a lamp that sat on my desk and appeared to have been handcrafted by Sofia when she'd been a kid. It had a white lampshade with little multi-colored dinosaurs stamped onto it. I could imagine a seven-year-old blonde tyke happily trying to construct the device, pulling along Petra and Stefan for help. It was a cute mental image, but didn't really help me relax any.
"Yeah," Sofia said, swallowing. She stared from one of my clones, who I hadn't dispelled yet, to the next. "You have clone powers. And you're not just from another time but another world."
"That's about right." I sighed and rubbed my forehead.
"I guess to start things off… How do you know this isn't your world?"
I ran my tongue along the roof of my mouth. "That's… well. In my world, we… don't have any kind of superheroes or supervillains or vibranium or anything like that. It's a completely normal world. We're a lot less advanced than this world, too, because there's no Starks. And, uh… in my world… Iron Man is a comic book superhero."
Sofia stared wide-eyed. "Wait. You mean, our Iron Man―"
"Yup. Tony Stark is one of the most popular superheroes in my world, right alongside the Hulk, Black Widow, and good ol' Captain America. Thor, too." I tapped my foot unconsciously. "They all exist in the same comic book universe. But what really shocked me was what they look like. Because in my world, a series of movies were made about all of them, as well as some others who haven't shown up yet. It was called the Marvel Cinematic Universe."
"So, this world exists in your world as a series of movies!?" Sofia exclaimed.
"Yup," I confirmed, nodding. "Tony Stark is played by an actor named Robert Downey Jr., who as far as I've been able to see, doesn't exist in this world. Steve Rogers is played by Chris Evans, Bruce Banner by Mark Ruffalo, Thor by Chris Hemsworth, and finally, Black Widow is played by Scarlett Johansson. The original comics that the movies were based off of were created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby."
"Jack Kirby…" the blonde said, frowning. "I think I've heard his name before. I think he did some work on DC Comics."
I raised my eyebrow. "Wait, really? That's… kinda interesting, actually. In my world, DC Comics was kinda neck-and-neck with the comic book company that created the Iron Man, Hulk, Captain America, and Black Widow comics, Marvel, and Jack Kirby worked for Marvel instead of DC."
"We don't have Marvel here," Sofia said, scratching her chin at that thought. I'd already known that, having looked it up prior and getting zero search results.
"Yeah. Anyway… in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, there are these things called Infinity Stones. There's six of them, and they were here from before the Big Bang. They hold the ability to control various different things in the world. There's the Reality Stone, the Mind Stone, the Time Stone, the Power Stone, and the Space Stone."
"Okay," Sofia said skeptically, raising her eyebrow. "Why are you telling me this?"
"I was getting there," I huffed. "My best guess is that I arrived here because of something involving the Space Stone. As you'd imagine, it is able to control space, so it'd probably be capable of opening portals across universes and grabbing me from mine."
"So… can't you just get the stone and get back home?" she asked, tilting her head.
I winced. "Uh… problem with that: It's in S.H.I.E.L.D. The biggest secret superspy organization in the U.S. government. At least, if my memory's correct."
"Ah."
"Yeah."
We sat there awkwardly for a moment. She scratched her cheek. "So… in an effort to change the topic, what exactly can you do with your clones? What do your powers entail?" I blinked at how Sofia's eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement, but it made sense, honestly. She did love science.
I launched into an explanation of my powers while Sofia listened intently. Her eyes widened with more and more of an excited spark as I did so. When I was done, she was practically giddy. "Oh my god, you actually have superpowers!" she gushed in an awed tone. "I can't believe it! Are you going to be a superhero? I mean, come on, you gotta be, right?"
I gawked at her. "You're kidding, right? What's a normal guy like me going to be able to do against guys on the level of Iron Man and the fucking Hulk? I mean, sure… theoretically, if I imbued a single clone with the energy of 150 of them, I'd be sitting at round about the same strength as the Hulk, but it'd still go out in a few good hits, and besides, I know absolutely nothing about fighting!"
"But you could!" the cute German girl babbled eagerly, practically bouncing. "I mean, it's only been two weeks since you really started studying German, and you're already almost completely fluent now, right? I bet your brain's adapted to your ability to have eidetic memory! You could watch a bunch of martial art tutorial videos, learn how to fight using your fights, using weapons! You could have your clones turn into weapons so that you wouldn't even need to buy any! There's so many possibilities!"
I hesitated, licking my dry lips. With a gulp, I asked, "You, uh, really think so?"
"Dude, yes!" Sofia emphasized. "Clone powers are overpowered. And especially since you have the ability to transform them. Evan, the world needs you."
"I-I dunno," I stammered, feeling my heart flutter a little at the idea. "I mean, there are some scary strong enemies in store. And I don't really wanna get involved and potentially fuck everything up for the future. The baseline future is already pretty bad enough, although it's pretty much unanimously theorized that there's going to be some kinda time travel quantum realm bullshit shenanigans to undo it all…"
Sofia blinked, clearly not following.
"Half the world becomes dustpan food," I said with a shaky breath. "And the guy who caused that is physically strong enough to go toe to toe with the Hulk and beat his green ass to the ground."
"Oh," said Sofia in a small voice. She paled. "That… you're not joking about that?"
My skin felt clammy just thinking about it being a very, very, very strong possibility for my future. "I wish I was, Sofia. But I'm not."
We were silent for a few minutes as we pondered that depressing thought.
Then Sofia fixed her gaze on me firmly, blue eyes blazing. "Then that's even more reason you should become a hero."
I blinked up in surprise. "Eh?"
"You have these powers," she insisted. "You have this knowledge of the future. You can make things better. You can make it so that half-the-world-becomes-dustpan-food event never happens in the first place."
I sat up shakily. "Sofia, no. No. That's not possible. One of the future heroes, a guy named Doctor Strange, was able to see fourteen million different possible futures for the battle against Thanos, the man who turns half the world to literal dust. Do you know how many versions of that the heroes won in? One version, Sofia. One version."
Her mouth had started to open to protest, but at that revelation, it snapped shut again and her eyes widened.
"Only one in fourteen million…?" she breathed in horror.
I nodded grimly. "That's how strong Thanos is. A guy who can take on the Hulk without even a sweat gathers all six Infinity Stones. And the Earth's mightiest superheroes barely stand a fraction of a chance at beating him."
Sofia's mouth opened and closed wordlessly.
"That's what we're up against," I said, hands shaking. "That's what I'd be up against. If I go out on the front lines, there's no way I wouldn't eventually have to face him. And like I told you, if enough of my clones got decimated at once, I'd black out, and if I gave the enemy that much of an opening…"
We were both silent again.
"It's better if I stay laying low," I added after a while. "At least if I do that and manage to avoid Black Widow, I have a 50/50 chance of actually surviving this. But if I head out to the front lines…"
"You could save so many more lives," Sofia said suddenly, gaze unwavering. "You could learn, train. Get stronger. Get to that kind of level. With your powers… you could do it."
I swallowed. "I… I dunno."
She placed a firm hand on my shoulder. "I'll do whatever I can to help, Evan. I'll create your suits, come up with stuff for you to use. I'll be your girl-in-the-chair!"
My jaw slackened. "You'd… you know if it was found out you were helping me, you'd be put in danger, too, right?"
She winked. "I can take care of myself."
"Do you…" I hesitated some more, uncertain. "Do you really think I'd… be a good superhero?"
"You'd be great," Sofia assured me with a smile.
"Do you really think I wouldn't screw things up?"
"You got me, don't you?" she laughed, joking.
I cracked a grin. "...I dunno. Maybe. Maybe I'll try it out. I just… it's kinda terrifying. I always wanted to be a superhero when I was a kid, you know?" I admitted. "But now…"
"Well, hey, we got our own supervillain right here in town," Sofia pointed out. "And you know, as you are right now, you're not going to be able to hide from Black Widow for long. She'll catch up to you eventually, if she's as professional as you say she is."
I blinked. "Hold on, you don't actually know much about her?"
"Nope. There's mostly just rumors about her. She makes the papers sometimes and we know her name and stuff, and there's a lot of theories about her, but all we really know is that she shows up sometimes when there's something big going down. Kinda like the good version of those creepy Winter Soldier rumors that float around on the darker corners of the 'Net, except actually confirmed instead of just on conspiracy theory level." She frowned in thought. "Actually, that fight from a while back was the first live footage we've had of her."
Huh. Well, that was a surprise, although in hindsight, it really shouldn't have been. Ol' Romanoff was the secret-secret-hush-hush type.
"So, then," Sofia said, crossing her arms under her chest. "Are you going to be a superhero, or are you going to continue to try to live like this?"
I pursed my lips as I considered the options.
"I'll…" I hesitated, looked aside awkwardly, then winced. "I'll think about it."
She smiled softly. "Hey. I know you're scared, but you won't have to do it alone, alright? You'll have me here."
"...Thanks," I said sincerely, smiling as well. Sofia really was great.
She hugged me. "Anytime, Evan." My heart hammered in my chest, both from the thought of being a superhero and therefore jumping right into the heart of all the danger and from being in such close proximity with a very cute girl. "Hey, let me know when you decide, okay? I'll be designing your costume."
"...Okay." I nodded. "I'll let you know."
"Great. Well, then, my head is filled with ideas and I need to go draw some of them out! I'll be in my room if you need me."
And with that, she released me and ducked out the door.
I sat on my bed, thinking.
Was this something I wanted? Was this something I really could do? Could someone like me, just a normal almost-20-year-old from Ohio who'd gotten in over his head really be a superhero? Could I actually make a difference? I actually felt like it could be a possibility now. But still… I shivered at the thought of Thanos.
Doubts and worried thoughts about what the future might hold depending on what I chose remained stewing in my mind for the rest of the evening.
Chapter 4: In Which Sofia is Amazing
My clones and I paled.
"Uh… I don't know what you're talking about," I said quickly, trying to sound as confused as I could. I cracked my knuckles unconsciously and licked my dry lips.
Sofia stared flatly. "Evan, you're a terrible liar. You look like a deer caught in the headlights."
...It was worth a shot.
"What do we do, boss?" one of my clones hissed, looking just as surprised and worried as I felt.
"I knew we should've put a sentry on the door," another mumbled.
I glared at him indignantly. "People in this house usually knock! It ain't my fault I expected consistency! And wait, why didn't you say we should've earlier?"
"I thought you had a plan!"
"I've been worrying my ass off about Black Widow!" I barked, gaping at him. "I haven't even had time to worry about anything else! You guys are supposed to be my backup here; you should've said something!"
"Yeah, well… fuck you!"
"Fuck you!"
My clones and I began squabbling in earnest, Sofia's eye twitching.
"Hello!" she said loudly at last, frowning. "I'm still here. And very confused! I'd really like to know what's going on!"
We all froze and looked at each other. My mouth opened a little and then closed, as I tried and failed to think of an excuse or denial she could accept. But I was panicking and maybe not thinking as clearly as I might have been under normal circumstances, so I couldn't really think of anything. Apparently, neither could my clones, judging by the looks on their faces.
"Um," one of my clones said, "we… are… ah..."
"Clooooones?" another finished uncertainly, blinking.
Everyone in the room stared at him.
"...You're clones," Sofia repeated flatly, folding her arms and raising her eyebrow. "Like, real, living clones. Clones."
"...Um, maybe?" yet another mumbled, scratching the side of his head. Sofia gazed at him piercingly. "Well, although I don't really know if you could call us alive… Half-living, maybe? Uhhh…"
"We are so unprepared for this," I whimpered, dragging my palms down my face.
Sofia raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Okay. Prove it all to me."
I deflated and let out a deep sigh. I'd already fucked up enough just letting her see the clones, so I might as well go for broke. Groaning, I nodded weakly and relented. I imagined the clones returning to me, and they turned into light blue energy that flowed back into my body. Sofia blinked rapidly at that. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, I sighed again and made several more clones. More light blue energy pushed out of my body and formed about three clones that stood beside me.
Sofia's jaw dropped a little. "...Hooow?"
"I have no idea," I deadpanned. "The clones say it's some kind of residual energy left inside me from whatever pulled me from my world into this one."
"World?" Sofia said, looking a little dizzy. "Hold on, world? I thought… I thought you were just from a different time―"
Oh. That's right, I hadn't mentioned that to the Mayers yet. Whoops. Beside me, the clones facepalmed. I scratched the side of my head. "Uh. Yeah. I guess I forgot to mention that, huh?"
Sofia opened her mouth, closed it, and then shook her head. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything, but can we keep this from your parents?" I asked hurriedly. "I'm a bit afraid that Black Widow's looking for me, and I really would like to keep my powers as secret as possible so that they have as little risk of leaking out as I can ensure."
Sofia chewed her lower lip. "Okay. I… I'm still not entirely convinced I haven't had some bad mushrooms or something, but…" She took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. After dinner, tell me everything, and I promise I won't tell mom or dad. Or anyone else."
"Deal," I said.
She hesitated a little, then ducked out of the room.
I locked eyes with the clones, all of them as dumbfounded as me. "Well, uh," I stammered, "that happened?"
The clones facepalmed.
~o~
"So, yeah," I mumbled, fidgeting as Sofia sat at the desk while I sat on my bed.
It was after dinner, which had been a delicious chicken and beef noodle soup, and it was getting dark outside. A soft yellow-orange glow lit up the room from a lamp that sat on my desk and appeared to have been handcrafted by Sofia when she'd been a kid. It had a white lampshade with little multi-colored dinosaurs stamped onto it. I could imagine a seven-year-old blonde tyke happily trying to construct the device, pulling along Petra and Stefan for help. It was a cute mental image, but didn't really help me relax any.
"Yeah," Sofia said, swallowing. She stared from one of my clones, who I hadn't dispelled yet, to the next. "You have clone powers. And you're not just from another time but another world."
"That's about right." I sighed and rubbed my forehead.
"I guess to start things off… How do you know this isn't your world?"
I ran my tongue along the roof of my mouth. "That's… well. In my world, we… don't have any kind of superheroes or supervillains or vibranium or anything like that. It's a completely normal world. We're a lot less advanced than this world, too, because there's no Starks. And, uh… in my world… Iron Man is a comic book superhero."
Sofia stared wide-eyed. "Wait. You mean, our Iron Man―"
"Yup. Tony Stark is one of the most popular superheroes in my world, right alongside the Hulk, Black Widow, and good ol' Captain America. Thor, too." I tapped my foot unconsciously. "They all exist in the same comic book universe. But what really shocked me was what they look like. Because in my world, a series of movies were made about all of them, as well as some others who haven't shown up yet. It was called the Marvel Cinematic Universe."
"So, this world exists in your world as a series of movies!?" Sofia exclaimed.
"Yup," I confirmed, nodding. "Tony Stark is played by an actor named Robert Downey Jr., who as far as I've been able to see, doesn't exist in this world. Steve Rogers is played by Chris Evans, Bruce Banner by Mark Ruffalo, Thor by Chris Hemsworth, and finally, Black Widow is played by Scarlett Johansson. The original comics that the movies were based off of were created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby."
"Jack Kirby…" the blonde said, frowning. "I think I've heard his name before. I think he did some work on DC Comics."
I raised my eyebrow. "Wait, really? That's… kinda interesting, actually. In my world, DC Comics was kinda neck-and-neck with the comic book company that created the Iron Man, Hulk, Captain America, and Black Widow comics, Marvel, and Jack Kirby worked for Marvel instead of DC."
"We don't have Marvel here," Sofia said, scratching her chin at that thought. I'd already known that, having looked it up prior and getting zero search results.
"Yeah. Anyway… in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, there are these things called Infinity Stones. There's six of them, and they were here from before the Big Bang. They hold the ability to control various different things in the world. There's the Reality Stone, the Mind Stone, the Time Stone, the Power Stone, and the Space Stone."
"Okay," Sofia said skeptically, raising her eyebrow. "Why are you telling me this?"
"I was getting there," I huffed. "My best guess is that I arrived here because of something involving the Space Stone. As you'd imagine, it is able to control space, so it'd probably be capable of opening portals across universes and grabbing me from mine."
"So… can't you just get the stone and get back home?" she asked, tilting her head.
I winced. "Uh… problem with that: It's in S.H.I.E.L.D. The biggest secret superspy organization in the U.S. government. At least, if my memory's correct."
"Ah."
"Yeah."
We sat there awkwardly for a moment. She scratched her cheek. "So… in an effort to change the topic, what exactly can you do with your clones? What do your powers entail?" I blinked at how Sofia's eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement, but it made sense, honestly. She did love science.
I launched into an explanation of my powers while Sofia listened intently. Her eyes widened with more and more of an excited spark as I did so. When I was done, she was practically giddy. "Oh my god, you actually have superpowers!" she gushed in an awed tone. "I can't believe it! Are you going to be a superhero? I mean, come on, you gotta be, right?"
I gawked at her. "You're kidding, right? What's a normal guy like me going to be able to do against guys on the level of Iron Man and the fucking Hulk? I mean, sure… theoretically, if I imbued a single clone with the energy of 150 of them, I'd be sitting at round about the same strength as the Hulk, but it'd still go out in a few good hits, and besides, I know absolutely nothing about fighting!"
"But you could!" the cute German girl babbled eagerly, practically bouncing. "I mean, it's only been two weeks since you really started studying German, and you're already almost completely fluent now, right? I bet your brain's adapted to your ability to have eidetic memory! You could watch a bunch of martial art tutorial videos, learn how to fight using your fights, using weapons! You could have your clones turn into weapons so that you wouldn't even need to buy any! There's so many possibilities!"
I hesitated, licking my dry lips. With a gulp, I asked, "You, uh, really think so?"
"Dude, yes!" Sofia emphasized. "Clone powers are overpowered. And especially since you have the ability to transform them. Evan, the world needs you."
"I-I dunno," I stammered, feeling my heart flutter a little at the idea. "I mean, there are some scary strong enemies in store. And I don't really wanna get involved and potentially fuck everything up for the future. The baseline future is already pretty bad enough, although it's pretty much unanimously theorized that there's going to be some kinda time travel quantum realm bullshit shenanigans to undo it all…"
Sofia blinked, clearly not following.
"Half the world becomes dustpan food," I said with a shaky breath. "And the guy who caused that is physically strong enough to go toe to toe with the Hulk and beat his green ass to the ground."
"Oh," said Sofia in a small voice. She paled. "That… you're not joking about that?"
My skin felt clammy just thinking about it being a very, very, very strong possibility for my future. "I wish I was, Sofia. But I'm not."
We were silent for a few minutes as we pondered that depressing thought.
Then Sofia fixed her gaze on me firmly, blue eyes blazing. "Then that's even more reason you should become a hero."
I blinked up in surprise. "Eh?"
"You have these powers," she insisted. "You have this knowledge of the future. You can make things better. You can make it so that half-the-world-becomes-dustpan-food event never happens in the first place."
I sat up shakily. "Sofia, no. No. That's not possible. One of the future heroes, a guy named Doctor Strange, was able to see fourteen million different possible futures for the battle against Thanos, the man who turns half the world to literal dust. Do you know how many versions of that the heroes won in? One version, Sofia. One version."
Her mouth had started to open to protest, but at that revelation, it snapped shut again and her eyes widened.
"Only one in fourteen million…?" she breathed in horror.
I nodded grimly. "That's how strong Thanos is. A guy who can take on the Hulk without even a sweat gathers all six Infinity Stones. And the Earth's mightiest superheroes barely stand a fraction of a chance at beating him."
Sofia's mouth opened and closed wordlessly.
"That's what we're up against," I said, hands shaking. "That's what I'd be up against. If I go out on the front lines, there's no way I wouldn't eventually have to face him. And like I told you, if enough of my clones got decimated at once, I'd black out, and if I gave the enemy that much of an opening…"
We were both silent again.
"It's better if I stay laying low," I added after a while. "At least if I do that and manage to avoid Black Widow, I have a 50/50 chance of actually surviving this. But if I head out to the front lines…"
"You could save so many more lives," Sofia said suddenly, gaze unwavering. "You could learn, train. Get stronger. Get to that kind of level. With your powers… you could do it."
I swallowed. "I… I dunno."
She placed a firm hand on my shoulder. "I'll do whatever I can to help, Evan. I'll create your suits, come up with stuff for you to use. I'll be your girl-in-the-chair!"
My jaw slackened. "You'd… you know if it was found out you were helping me, you'd be put in danger, too, right?"
She winked. "I can take care of myself."
"Do you…" I hesitated some more, uncertain. "Do you really think I'd… be a good superhero?"
"You'd be great," Sofia assured me with a smile.
"Do you really think I wouldn't screw things up?"
"You got me, don't you?" she laughed, joking.
I cracked a grin. "...I dunno. Maybe. Maybe I'll try it out. I just… it's kinda terrifying. I always wanted to be a superhero when I was a kid, you know?" I admitted. "But now…"
"Well, hey, we got our own supervillain right here in town," Sofia pointed out. "And you know, as you are right now, you're not going to be able to hide from Black Widow for long. She'll catch up to you eventually, if she's as professional as you say she is."
I blinked. "Hold on, you don't actually know much about her?"
"Nope. There's mostly just rumors about her. She makes the papers sometimes and we know her name and stuff, and there's a lot of theories about her, but all we really know is that she shows up sometimes when there's something big going down. Kinda like the good version of those creepy Winter Soldier rumors that float around on the darker corners of the 'Net, except actually confirmed instead of just on conspiracy theory level." She frowned in thought. "Actually, that fight from a while back was the first live footage we've had of her."
Huh. Well, that was a surprise, although in hindsight, it really shouldn't have been. Ol' Romanoff was the secret-secret-hush-hush type.
"So, then," Sofia said, crossing her arms under her chest. "Are you going to be a superhero, or are you going to continue to try to live like this?"
I pursed my lips as I considered the options.
"I'll…" I hesitated, looked aside awkwardly, then winced. "I'll think about it."
She smiled softly. "Hey. I know you're scared, but you won't have to do it alone, alright? You'll have me here."
"...Thanks," I said sincerely, smiling as well. Sofia really was great.
She hugged me. "Anytime, Evan." My heart hammered in my chest, both from the thought of being a superhero and therefore jumping right into the heart of all the danger and from being in such close proximity with a very cute girl. "Hey, let me know when you decide, okay? I'll be designing your costume."
"...Okay." I nodded. "I'll let you know."
"Great. Well, then, my head is filled with ideas and I need to go draw some of them out! I'll be in my room if you need me."
And with that, she released me and ducked out the door.
I sat on my bed, thinking.
Was this something I wanted? Was this something I really could do? Could someone like me, just a normal almost-20-year-old from Ohio who'd gotten in over his head really be a superhero? Could I actually make a difference? I actually felt like it could be a possibility now. But still… I shivered at the thought of Thanos.
Doubts and worried thoughts about what the future might hold depending on what I chose remained stewing in my mind for the rest of the evening.
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So can he use his powers on himself or can it only be used through clones as a intermediary?
TheRealEvanSG
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He can only transform his clones, if that's what you're asking.
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Well when you said this.
Does it mean that only your clones can use the energy and you are a battery. Or can u use the energy to improve yourself as well. Because if your character can't, then you can save money on not needing a costume.
Since your clones will be doing all the work and can change appearance. There would be no need for the host body to do anything besides being roughly nearby.
TheRealEvanSG
Not From Another World
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Oh, no, sorry. Only the clones can use the energy. I get where the confusion is coming from, though. He really meant that clone would have about the strength of the Hulk. Sorry, that was bad wording problems.
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So the MC has all the energy inside him, yet can't use it with out clones? that seems actually kinda lame.
Can he not manipulate that energy in any other way, or is he honestly just battery for his clones.
Can he not manipulate that energy in any other way, or is he honestly just battery for his clones.
TheRealEvanSG
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It's energy that the clones are made out of. That's why if he uses more energy to make one clone than is required, it becomes a lot stronger than it would be otherwise. That's also why he can transform the clones. He can manipulate the energy to turn them into objects and shit, not just humans.
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so he is only a battery for the clones, gotcha.
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can he learn magic? if so how would his energy affect that? could it power spells? help create enchanted objects if he has the knowledge?
Pretty entertaining so far, and really cool idea for the power. I'm a bit iffy on the way he was discovered though. He lives in a house with at least 3 other people and just casually uses his power without even locking the door? Seems waaay to idiotic, especially with the topic of the conversation being about how to hide from SHIELD. It would make more sense if Sofia thought he was acting weirdly and followed him, or if she saw one of his clones at one place when she just got done talking to him at another. Then we come to the biggiest thing with SIs..... Telling people that they're a character from a movie. There's simply no way that conversation can go that doesn't leave me thinking "SHE'S BUYING THIS BS?!?". Could've easily just said he noticed small differences from this world and his... No need to get into the whole "sorry ur not real" thing.
Other than that though, I've enjoyed the last 4 chapters. Hope to see more!
Other than that though, I've enjoyed the last 4 chapters. Hope to see more!
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Nah, it makes sense just with comic book logic.
I'm kinda iffy on this, I feel like it would be much more interesting since he himself was altered by the Space stone into being this battery if he were also capable of transforming by "plating" himself in said energy. It might be a way to develop his power at a later time, but it would make sense from the perspective that his clones are actual copies.
My only actual comics lore issue with the fic is that the infinity gems explicitly do not work outside of their home dimension, so he couldn't be pulled over by one. The Tesseract might be an excuse though because we don't know what Asgardian bullshit it has built into it, and dimensional travel is possible by conventional means in the MMV.