For those who missed yesterday's announcent (which I am planning on deleting later because I don't like having announcents like that in the middle of a story), I am planning on doing daily chapters for the month of January. I might miss a day or two, but it's sort of being sorry for the decline in quality in the last couple of months. I was very busy and had a lot of personal issues, mostly financial because my country's currency dropped to less than half, aning that everything just beca twice as expensive suddenly and I needed to get an extra part-ti job for things to stay afloat. That on top of already having a part-ti job and being a university student, pretty much destroyed my schedule.
Anyway, I barely had any ti to think of arcs properly, and I wrote during my lunch breaks or very late at night, refusing to let the story die. But with the Winter holidays being here, I decided to make it up to you and start writing more. I hope you will like it and onto the story.
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3rd March 2013, New York City
(Jasmine Sayre POV)
"I'm not an idiot, Ms. Sayre, nor am I suicidal. I know my limits, and I know that I can't just stop cri altogether. But I can do my best to inspire people, to help make this city even a little bit safer."
I shrugged, "It's your life, Parker. You can do whatever you want with it, but just don't forget your life as Peter Parker in your crusade as Spider-Man. I did my best to protect you with the suit, the rest is on you."
The kid's eyes widened at my statent, well the eyes on his mask did. He probably expected to scold him or sothing, "Thank you. I don't know how you made it; it has stood up against so crazy stuff. What's it made of, by the way. The way it absorbs impacts isn't normal."
I just shrugged, "It's made of an alloy made up of Vibranium and Adamantium. It was the only way I could make sure that you wouldn't get injured on your little crusade."
Parker's shocked yell at my response amused greatly.
"WHAT?"
I pretended not to hear him and raised an eyebrow, "I'm not following"
The kid was shaking. I'm pretty sure that if I could see his face, I would be t with wide eyes and a gaping jaw. With a tone of both incredulity and outrage, the spider thed hero exclaid, "What do you an you're not following? This suit is worth millions of dollars, why would you give it to ?"
I shrugged, "Actually it's worth billions, but that's beside the point. You helped and I had it lying around so I thought I'd reward you. No one would want Spider-Man to be hurt after all."
"How could you have this lying around? I thought that the last Vibranium left was used while forging Captain Arica's shield."
I shrugged, "Vibranium is rare, but there are deposits. And Captain Arica's shield was not made out of pure Vibranium, it was an alloy that combined both Adamantium and Vibranium which sohow changed the entire properties of the material. What I gave you was my attempt at replicating it. It was a failed attempt, yes, but it is still stronger than a suit of pure vibranium and lighter than one made of pure adamantium."
It grated how I could never replicate the phenonon. The material was completely energy resistant, which ans that any scanning spells I used to analyze it just bounced off. It was also completely indestructible. I am not exaggerating; I couldn't even shave a small bit of it to experint on it on my own.
The only silver lining was the fact that the alloy was naturally grown. It was probably due to a Vibranium deposit sitting on so Adamantium and after a few million years they rged sohow. T'Chaka, the King of Wakanda, probably found it, discovered that he couldn't do anything with it and sold it to Howard Stark claiming for it to be Vibranium. It was a spit in the face of the Arican people. It was a masterful solution in the face of it. It's not like T'Chaka knew exactly what he was giving up and, in the end, all he did was rid the only possible reason any outsider might want to look into Wakanda. He tricked the world into thinking that Vibranium was a dead end, just a mysterious material with no practical uses.
I was there when Howard tried to experint on it. Nothing worked, it was an impossible material. The only thing Stark discovered was that it was indestructible, bounced weirdly, and can be molded with intense heat. It wouldn't even separate when it was malleable. In the end, Howard Stark chose to make it into a shield because it was probably the only use he found for it.
My thoughts were broken by the scoffing of the teenager in front of , "This is nice and all, but I can't accept this."
I just shrugged, "It's not like it cost anything; it was just laying around."
The spider thed hero shook his head, "It's too much."
"Tell you what, kid, I'm going to leave the suit with you until your eighteenth birthday. It should keep you safe while you're still technically a kid, and afterwards, when you're an adult, you can decide whether to give it back or not. The suit should grow with you, so it should last a lifeti."
The teenager still wasn't convinced, "Look, Parker, I'm not having a kid's death on my conscience because he thinks he doesn't deserve any help. I'm going out on a limb here to help you out. I even made the operating system as flexible as possible so that you could truly make the suit your own. Trust , you'll probably not find another suit like this anywhere else."
The kid muttered, "I'm not sure about this"
I snorted, "You know what, I'm done being nice. You're going to be wearing this suit whenever you go on patrol, or you will not go out as Spider-Man at all."
Outraged, the kid exclaid, "And how are you going to stop ?"
I snorted, "Quite easily. All I have to do, is this."
I snapped my finger, and the kid froze. I could feel his fear through my telepathy and chose to stop scaring the poor boy. My voice softened, "look, Peter, I know you want to honor your uncle. He was a very good man with a great heart and a noble sense of responsibility. But you're just a kid. He might have wanted to instill his values on you while you were young, but I can guarantee you that he wouldn't have wanted you to put yourself in danger every day, even if it was for a noble purpose. He was your father in all but na, and no parent likes to watch their children getting hurt."
I let him go and the kid could move again, "You don't understand, I need this."
"Trust , I understand. I understand more than you could ever believe. It was out of guilt at first, trying to repay your uncle for his sacrifice, trying to keep him alive. And then it beca a duty, a true feeling of responsibility for you to save as many people as you can. It's a beautiful dream, and you'll feel empty without it. I wish you would stop, but I know you won't. Which is why I gave you the suit in the first place. But providing you so protection because you're still a minor is just making sure you won't be killed by a stray bullet or mugged on an alley. You can see the logic in it, can't you, Peter?"
The kid slowly nodded, "Fine, I'll keep the suit. But I am giving it back on the day I turn eighteen."
I gave him a smug smirk, "Sure, you will, kid, sure you will."
Peter stiffened for a second and asked, "Are you a mutant?"
I chuckled, "In a way, I suppose I am. Although, my powers are a lot more flexible than your average mutant. The dia don't talk about superpowers that don't belong to mutants, really. But you're proof that it's not exactly true, aren't you, Peter?"
The teenaged hero stiffened, "So, Fury was right to arrest you that night?"
I snorted, "Kiddo, he wanted to arrest because a Nazi that happened to be his superior died from a heart attack, and for the murder of myself."
"Yourself?"
I shrugged, "I'm very old, like older that Thor old. And over the years, I have taken identities for the fun of it. People don't like the concept of immortals living among them, so I stayed in a place for a lifeti and then faked my death and moved on. In the last few decades, I was known as Morgan Evanshade. And when Hydra tried to assassinate and steal my company, I just took up the na of my 'niece' another made up identity and stopped them from buying it. Fury thought that I had killed my 'aunt' for the money and Alexander Pierce because we t a few days before he died. If he had investigated things better, he would have found the gaps and saved himself a lot of trouble, but he was desperate and pressed for ti, which is why SHIELD is a thing of the past now."
The kid had frozen but this ti, it wasn't because of . I could feel him thinking deeply before yelling out, "You're the Morrigan!"
Damn, I underestimated how smart the kid was, "I'm not saying I am, but tell how you ca to this conclusion."
He nodded, "you said that you're old, that you're more than a mutant. You have telekinesis but you alluded to being more flexible. You have multiple powers. The Morrigan was rumored to have been the sa person that was once hailed as a goddess, thousands of years ago. You've just admitted to having multiple identities. You fit all the boxes."
I raised an eyebrow, "I'm impressed. You are correct. I am the Morrigan, but right now, I go by Jasmine Sayre."
For so reason, the kid started to breathe heavily, "Oh my God, I know the Morrigan. I saved the Morrigan. The Morrigan is not dead. Wait a minute, how are you still alive? You were hit by a nuke."
Smirking, I answer, "I just moved the bomb to another dinsion and faked my death. I do tend to do it a lot. Perhaps, I'm getting predicable."
"I have so many questions. What are your powers? How long have you been alive? Are you really a Goddess? Have you even t Albert Einstein?"
I smiled at the kid's babbling, "My powers are too complicated to explain in one sitting and I've been alive for around five thousand years. I'm not exactly sure, as it was hard to keep track of it back then, since there wasn't a standardized asure of ti in the ancient tis. It depends on how you define a god. If we're talking about beings of pure energy born to characterize an aspect of existence, then no, but if we're talking about very old and powerful beings, then technically yes. It's hard to put into words. I did, in fact, et Albert Einstein. Lively fellow, quite intelligent as well, but he was a bit of a pervert as well."
The kid responded in awe, "I can't believe it. You must have seen so much, experienced so much."
Smiling at the kid's enthusiasm, I answer his unspoken query, "Yes, I've seen so very important things in my long life, but everything cos with a balance. Joy is balanced by sadness and grief. Love is balanced by heartbreak. Wonder is balanced by boredom. Everything has a price kiddo, and you better rember that."
The teenager stayed silent, probably understanding the implications of my long life in a mortal world. He then whispered, "I'm sorry."
I shrugged, "It's the hand that I have been dealt with."
Choosing to change the subject, he spoke up, "So, what are you doing in Queens?"
I shrugged, "Just walking around. I've been dealing with a few things in the last few months, and I wanted to clear my head."
An idea popped in my head. There's sothing I've been wanting to do for a few weeks. I was going to do it in a few days, but with the kid there, there's no reason not to do it now.
I decide to speak up, "You know what, Peter, why don't we do sothing fun?"
The spider thed hero sounded confused, "Like what?"
"Well, I was planning on speaking with Tony Stark about sothing. I was going to do it in a few days, but since you're here I might as well ask you to co with ."
The kid was jumping up and down, "Are you asking what I think you're asking?"
"Yeah, kid. Do you want to co with and see Tony Stark right now?"
The kid actually ran towards and hugged in gratitude.
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