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Sitting at my desk in the penthouse segment of the Chrysler building I hummed in tune with my music. I had found out that this reality had many of the same singers as my last world... The one I was currently listening to was Barns Courtney's Sinners, a really catchy song that kind of fit with the vibe I had going as I looked over the mind stone.
🎶Fortune, fortune, smiling fateI haven't seen you much of lateNeed you now and cannot waitBut when I look, you're not around
Never minding what we do,
The nights still good for a gram or two,
I'll be drinking late with you
Until the morning comes around!🎶
"Yeah... Yeah...!" I sung the lyrics out as I started prodding one of the infinity stones with my powers, feeling the vibrating staccato of its sheer power.
🎶I must be good for something!
Yeah... yeah... yeah...!
Oh Sinners Come Down,
Come Gather 'Round
Oh Sinners Come Down,
Yeah-eh-eh!🎶
The music abruptly cut off as the Infinity stone sparked, the power embedded within seemingly reacting to the music. It was an interesting artefact, for certain. In my last mission I had gained an immunity to Gamma Radiation and therefore was capable of shrugging off any dangers carrying the stone may present. This was why I was toying with it... Or in a fancier dialect, experimenting with it.
Huffing out a shallow breath I extended my senses to the room and repaired my lights again, the glass physically collapsing and reassembling itself back into a perfect spherical shaped light bulb in my desk lamp.
"So, I can't sense anything inside of it... My powers are incapable of understanding the matter that was used to create these... If it is even made of matter?" A soft pop and crackle from my phone showed that the wave of power from before had also fried my phone, a line of smoke sizzling from the casing. Waving my hand I repaired the damage to it and then began jotting down my future ideas for the Mind Stone in the notes app on that same phone.
Finishing my notes I looked at the stone again and felt a small pull in the bottom of my stomach. I hadn't touched the stone yet, in fact, I hadn't touched any infinity stone despite the ability to do so. My knowledge of Marvel made me cautious of doing something like that, especially considering I wasn't Asgardian or like the Hulk.
"Fuck it, let's give it a shot." I reached out my right hand, my fingers coiling around the edges of the stone as the radiation emitting from the stone spiked powerfully. My heart was beating heavily and rapidly, my mind processing all the tactile sensations that were being transmit from my nervous system as the edge of my fingernail grazed the stone.
A buzzing softly filled my ears, as if it were an amalgamation of billions of voices trying to all speak out at once. Frowning, I let my skin finally touch the luminous gold-yellow surface of the infinity stone. The feeling was electric... It were as if I was touching static electricity and silk at the same time. The buzzing became a never ending squeak that soon boomed into a screech and then an unending litany of screams.
Every second of contact drove my eyes further backwards into my skull as my mind was bombarded with thoughts, instincts, sensations, intrusive thoughts, ideas, concepts, tastes, smells, pains, woes... Everything that was consciousness seemed to ebb in and out of my mind, like an ever growing tide...
A teenager in Queens terrified and mystified by his newly found powers, he could do what a spider could... At the same time in my sister's school a woman with flaring red hair and grey irises regarded the original copy of herself and sneered openly, her instincts screaming to disembowel Jean Grey for what she had done to her.
Blood leaked from my nose slightly as my mind surged away from America and dropped over to Latveria where a man in a metal mask growled as his arch nemesis meddled in affairs that could endanger humanity again... So much pain, so much rage, was present in this man. At the same time his mother was enjoying a peaceful sleep. Groaning from the overload I tried to control the visions, my powers flaring to no effect...
My consciousness submerged through the world and emerged in a mansion near New York where mutants went to learn how to control their powers. Everyone here was happy, content, awkward. Hormones were running rampant with some and for others the oddities of youth had not yet surfaced... The adults however... Felt wrong, their will was tamed, altered, controlled, pained... The urge to throw up was all consuming in the moments before my mind was trust away once more.
Tony Stark was horny, he hadn't been getting any for a week. He could feel his urges screaming at him, asking him for release. His hormones were overly strong, his libido running at full throttle, always... It was so painful! I huffed and tried to will the vision away. It succeeded but only shunted me along to the next...
Suspicion curled along spine as paranoia licked the insides of my mind. Whoever this was, he was cautious in everything, instinctively untrusting and quite positively exhausted. Thoughts of Hydra filled his mind but so did the group known as the Avengers... Nick, Fury?
'I need to pull away!' The physical sensation of liquid oozing into my eyes screamed at me to retreat, to stop submerging myself in these visions. For once, I listened.
The strain wasn't so much physical but mental. Like attempting to pull apart two pages of a book that had been glued together, I attempted to yank my mind away. The sensation wasn't pleasant, in fact, it was horrible.
My mind wasn't breaking from the action, just the opposite, it was solidifying and strengthening as the 'glue' that was my connection to the infinity stone pulled apart. We were separating but it was like having a psychic lobotomy and being awake for every second of it. There would be no permanent damage, something in my gut assuring me of that... But it was awful... No, words couldn't describe it... It just was.
And then, in a microscopic space of time, it wasn't, and I was now blinking away stars as my ears rung unendingly. My immunity to Gamma Radiation was a blessing it seems, for that was the 'glue' that cemented the connection between me and the thing of existence.
'Reminder to self, find a gauntlet or item of some kind to channel the stone, if I want to use it...' I closed my eyes and just sat there, stewing in the static feedback that was still percolating inside my mind's eye.
Ten minutes later I decided to go to sleep, the visions of the X-men, Dr Doom, Madelyne Pryor and Peter Parker echoing and replaying constantly even into my dreams.
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The next day, after having breakfast and relaxing for a few hours, I stepped into Apollo's room. When I say 'room' it was more like an entire floor at this stage. My AI had decided he needed more space and had then upgraded it to the stage that it was equipped with all the science equipment that a scientist would ever need in any field.
Said AI was currently standing next to an R2 unit, being fed information and science is a constant stream of data. Next to them was a large crucible that was currently unused and powered off.
'This gives me an idea...'
I walked up to the R2 unit and began absorbing information at the maximum speed my brain could consume it, which happened to be 1 billion bits per second. You see, the human brain was a funny thing... It processes so many smells, sounds and physical sensations every second but immediately scraps the majority of that information instantly, giving us a small fragment of it to act upon. Learning and high-conscious thought occurred at a rate equivalent to 10 bits per second. We were all on dial-up in comparison to computers and especially sluggish in comparison to Apollo.
This concept could be toyed with however, as I was showing off now... You see, I was using Technopathy and Xenoglossy to directly interface my mind and the databanks of the droid... Meaning that I was instantly copying all of the information down as if it were my own, using the full 1 billion bit potential of my brain to cheat my way into knowledge. This was also how I copied information from the internet during the invasion stuff and how I intended to rob the Star Wars universe blind of all of its science and knowledge.
Before I get too carried away thought, let's make some droids and stuff.
With the knowledge now in my head I started creating the requires parts for a functioning droid brain. Metallic Hydrogen, Mithril, Carbonadium, Solarium and Proto-adamantium were formed into complex strings of power cord, nervous relays and positronic strata. The brain of this, yet to be designed, droid was a composite material formed between all of the previously listed materials. I incorporated some Doonium for the outer casing, mixed with Metallic Hydrogen and Titanium. For the power core I decided to replicate one of Stark's arc reactors but created three in totality to ensure that everything was powered properly. The extra two would be back-ups in case of a failure in the main reactor.
Apollo was watching me create these complex parts, his sun-like eyes glossing over the materials and parts I was creating with the ambient energy that the sun and arc reactors were generating.
"I want to create a personal droid for secretary work, if you don't mind helping me with some of the finer details of SCORPIO's programming and consciousness?" Apollo upped the lumens in his projection, his excitement quite literally shining through as he flickered away a moment later and reappeared half way across the chamber next to his original body.
"I'll make this one a personalised AI that incorporates everything you'd want from a secretary, the power of a quantum computer and the potential to grow and expand; like me. Her loyalty shall be solely yours as well, I don't need my kids to follow every one of my orders like sycophants." I gave him a thumbs up as I started quickly pulling up designs from Legends Star Wars and also other media sources, like Alita Battle Angel.
"Hey Apollo, should I make her as human-like as possible?" He didn't answer me straight away as he was busy programming at speeds I couldn't yet copy or hope to fully comprehend with my current biology. He eventually responded, after I had completed the core components that were needed in manufacturing a droid.
"Yeah! Make her all sexy and stuff, maybe you can finally get some action if you make her right." I straightened out my back and turned to my AI, staring him down as he awkwardly began chuckling.
"I, do, not, need, a, droid, to, have, sex!" He grimaced before raising his right index finger, as if offering a counterpoint to my argument.
"But you don't have a woman or have sex, so... maybe you do?" I could feel my left eye twitch at his words, his stupid face curling up into an innocent expression as he began whistling.
'That's it! I've got to get a girl now otherwise my own fucking AI will be dissing me!'
I turned back to my work and ignored the belligerent intelligence. I'd make the droid human-like and female but not because of those reasons! I was perfectly capable of finding myself a date or even a one-night-stand. There was no need for sex-bots!
Internally fuming at the fact I hadn't been able to get together with Rogue, the images that had plagued my dreams last night stirred... One in particular being the murky state of thought that was leaking from all of the X-Men.
'Maybe, they were mind controlled?' A shiver ran up my spine as I considered the worst possibility. Xavier could be mind controlling them all to serve his 'greater good' for Mutant-kind... Or Jean, but that was unlikely despite her being a bitch at the party.
"Oh, shit! Someone just uploaded a comprehensive database on SHIELD and HYDRA's activities!!!" Jolted from my thoughts I whipped around to Apollo, my mind quickly throwing away inconsequential issues.
"Start copying that shit down and spreading it, we want this everywhere! Also, I'll upload some blueprints into your database after we finish this droid... We can now create quinjets and Mark II weaponry without consequence." He grinned and immediately followed my orders.
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