READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 11: Chapter 11
{A/N: If your worried I bloated the word count with the skills, don't. I made sure to write the entire chapter up to a good word count before adding the skills menu. Make sure to comment if you can think of any interesting powers, abilities or tech from video games}
1st Pov
Landing on the roof of the hotel I shift back into my human form and make my way into the building. Riding the elevator down a floor I quickly arrive outside my room and head in, sitting on the couch I turn on the TV my thought trains reconnecting with the computer behind me.
Flipping to the news channel I see them reporting on the incident at the Oscorp Tower as expected, sitting around for a few more minutes I don't see anything else interesting and turn off the TV. Looking at my computer I dedicate a thought train to writing a program to connect with the backdoor I left in the Oscorp network.
Fiddling around with a block of iron in my hand I decide to look over my skills.
[ Skills ]
-Matter Manipulation Lvl 29/100
Grade (C) (Passive/Active)
The host is able to manipulate matter at the molecular level rearranging it into any shape or configuration they can think of. This skill has taken on aspects from the skill {Psionics} now allowing the host to easily see what their working with, in their mind. This skill can vaguely control tiny groups of atoms.
-Shapeshifting Lvl 69/100
Grade (C) (Passive/Active)
The host is able to shift and reconstruct their body in any shape or configuration they can think of. The host is able to manipulate their body down to the genetic level and change their DNA. This skill can be levelled up to increase its strength and control.
-Psionics Lvl 50/100
Grade (B-) (Passive/Active)
The host is able to manipulate mental energies to exhibit different powers and abilities. This ability can be trained and levelled up to improve the control, power, and cost effectivity of this ability.
-Adapt and Evolve Lvl Max
Grade (EX+) (Passive)
This ability allows the hosts body to adapt and evolve under any stimulus developing new traits and abilities that ensure their survival.
-Organic Manipulation Lvl 17/100
Grade (C) (Active)
This ability allows the host to merge with and manipulate biological matter, reconfiguring DNA, and organic structures to their liking. This ability is able to level up.
-Technology Manipulation Lvl 29/100
Grade (C) (Active)
This ability allows the host to merge with and manipulate technological constructs, reconfiguring systems, and mechanical structures to their liking. This ability is able to level up.
Electromagnetic Radiation Manipulation Lvl 99/100
Grade (B-) (Passive/Active)
The host is able to interact, read, and manipulate Electromagnetic Radiation. The shorter the manipulated wavelength the higher both the difficulty and energy cost.
-Dragon Physique Lvl 83/100
Grade (B) (Passive/Active)
This ability gives the host enhanced strength, resilience, magical affinity, and other traits typically to dragons. This ability can level up.
-Slime Body Lvl 68/100
Grade (B+) (Passive/Active)
The host's body is a nonnewtonian liquid, every cell can function individually at full capacity. The host is able to manipulate the state of their body at will between liquid and solid. This ability can level up.
-Enhanced Intelligence Lvl 9 /100
Grade (A-) (Passive)
All the hosts' mental capacities are greatly enhanced giving them enhanced psionic abilities and enhancing all base mental stats. This ability can level up.
-Technological Improvement Lvl 80/100
Grade (C+) (Passive)
The host has an innate sense for enhancing technological constructs. This ability can level up.
-Biological Improvement Lvl 2/100
Grade (C+) (Passive)
The host has innate sense for improving and enhancing biological structures and organisms. This ability can level up.
-Control ,Contain ,Corruption Immunity Lvl Max
Grade (Ex+) (Passive)
This skill makes the host immune to any forms of Control, Containment and Corruption, whether it be puppeteering, brainwashing, possession, or any other form that fits the description. The Host cannot be cloned and their power cannot be stolen or copied.
-Techno-Organic Body Lvl 16/100
Grade (A-) (Passive)
The host's body is made of a form of organic technology giving the host all the benefits of being an organic lifeform and a technological lifeform.
- Thermal Fluctuation Resistance Lvl 45/100
Grade (C+) (Passive)
The host is immune to any adverse effects caused by rapid changes in temperature up to a certain point, whether that be from fire or ice. Past a certain threshold the host is no longer immune and has resistance that depends on the scale of the temperature change.
- Disorientation Resistance Lvl 49/50
Grade (C) (Passive)
The host has great resistance to any effect that can disorient the host.
- Stun Resistance Lvl 99/100
Grade (C-) (Passive)
The host gains resistance to any effect or attack that would otherwise stun the host.
- Appraisal Lvl 10/100
Grade (A) (Active/Passive)
The host is able to expend an amount of energy to access the records of the world and reveal information about their target. This skill is able to give a small passive boost to the hosts' deduction abilities.
-Flight Lvl 14/100
Grade (C-) (Passive)
This skill helps the host control their energy to defy physics and fly. This skill gives the host increased stability when flying. This skill requires physical wings of some kind and consumes energy based on the host's speed.
-Polymath Lvl 32/100
Grade (C) (Passive)
The host is experienced in a great deal of academic studies. By definition, a Polymath is an individual whose knowledge spans many different subjects. This skill increases the host's ability to combine knowledge from different academic branches to derive unique and creative solutions to problems.
-Psychic Immunity Lvl 99/100
Grade (A+) (Passive)
This skill passive defends the hosts mind, protecting the host from any harmful mental effects or probing. The host is able to freely control what thoughts they show and who they allow into their mind. Protects against any extreme emotions that get to the extent they begin to harm the host.
-Coding Lvl 35/100
Grade (C+) (Passive)
Universe: Space engineers
This skill contains a copy of all the host's knowledge on coding. This skill passively helps the host code faster and with less bugs.
-Basic CQC Lvl 1/100
Grade (F) (Passive)
Universe: Cyberpunk
This skill increases the host close quarters combat skills by a minor degree by supplementing muscle memory and martial arts knowledge. This skill can level up, Knowledge from additional universes merge.
-Advanced Bio-Engineering Lvl 2/100
Grade (B) (Passive)
Universe: Resident Evil
This skill gives the host an advanced understanding of Bio-Engineering allowing them to create or modify any biological organism within the scope of their knowledge to a high degree. This skill can level up, Knowledge from additional universes merge.
After a thorough check over my skills, I realise I don't have many combats orientated skills, seeking to rectify this mistake I transfer all my game data to my computer and head for the roof. On the roof I shift back to my base form and fly towards the direction of Hell's kitchen.
Flying over the run down buildings the sound of gunshots and fighting echoed up from the streets below. Ignoring the random fighting I instead look for an abandoned warehouse that no one would miss, flying over the wharfs I find a seemingly abandoned warehouse with no signs of life. Scanning it with my E.M.R manipulation and Psionics I find no traces of life or electronics.
Dropping down I liquefy myself and slide through the door like the T-1000 in the second terminator movie. Looking around the interior of the building I see a few shipping containers cluttering the floor, walking up to them I spread my hands out to increase the surface area for contact and begin pushing them towards the wall.
After five minutes of effortlessly pushing the crates to the side I'm left with a wide open area in the centre of the warehouse, grabbing some iron ingots out of my inventory I begin fusing them into larger and heavier blocks. Now with a line of iron blocks ranging from 20 kilograms to 1 ton sitting in front of me I begin using my first skill.
Of all my skills Psionics is by far one of the most versatile, the sheer combination of abilities I can form with just a small effort makes it an amazing combat ability. Starting with the most obvious use for psionics I try telekinesis, extending my mind faint crimson and purple energy strands materialise around the blocks so small they are imperceptible to the human eye.
Starting with the 20kg block I gently nudge it off the ground, easily getting the 20kg block off the ground I set it to orbit around me with one of my thought trains. Mixing it up a bit the thought train occasionally liquefies and resolidifies the orbiting block. Moving on I begin picking up the 50kg block easily succeeding again, now with two blocks orbiting me I up the stakes and use one thought train to pick up the next three blocks.
Picking up the 100kg, 250kg and 500kg block easily I begin orbiting them all around me at high speeds, weaving them in and out they form a grey shield around me from the speed they are travelling. Realising these light weights aren't much effort I pick up all the items in the warehouse, now holding easily over 50 tons of weight with just one mind I conclude my practice with telekinesis.
Skill Developed {Telekinesis Lvl 34/100}
[-Telekinesis Lvl 34/100
Grade (B) (Active)
Telekinesis is the ability to manipulate and control objects with the power of your mind. This skill assists the hosts Telekinesis by lowering the energy cost.]
Next on my list for psionic abilities is replicating natural phenomenon, starting with an easy one I ionise the air between me and a target shooting out a small beam of electricity. Upping the power, I lose control and electrocute myself, getting zapped for a few seconds I feel {Adapt and Evolve} activate and the electricity's effect on me decreases.
Skill Developed {Shock Resistance Lvl 1/100}
[-Shock Resistance Lvl 1/100
Grade (D) (Passive)
This skill represents the hosts ability to resist any form of electrical effect. More effects unlock at higher grades.]
Mentally adding build up resistances to my check list I continue my experiments. This time with more control I carefully ionise a strip of air towards my target, then I create a small vacuum in the shape of a tube around the ionised strip. Mentally cranking up the power I watch as a beam of pure energy shoots out from me towards my target, still increasing the power the energy expands until it reaches the vacuum I created before stopping.
Whilst some sparks can escape the vacuum tube, I reckon this is enough proof of concept to work on. Now repeating my earlier steps, I create a branch of electricity in less than a second, repeating it again I make it split mid-way so it now hits two targets. Repeating this for the next hour my control rapidly increases, part way through my practice I had found a way to turn my psionic energy directly into electrical energy.
By following the path of psionic energy within my body I was able to notice how through a process I couldn't explain the psionic energy was converted into electrical energy within my cells. Assuming this is part of my techno-organic body I observed for five minutes the process and attempted to replicate it.
After continued effort and the contribution of most of my thought trains I was finally able to convert some of my psionic energy into electricity and develop a skill. Though the energy conversion between the two energies is wild, with just a tiny amount of psionic energy equal to 10 points of energy I was able to accidentally create a bolt so powerful it pushed me back and cracked the ground leaving a two metre diameter crater in the warehouse floor.
Skill Developed {Electricity Generation Lvl 56/100}
[-Electricity Generation Lvl 56/100
Grade (C+) (Active)
This skill represents the host's ability to convert their energy into pure electrical energy. The conversion changes based on the type of energy the host is using.]
By some miracle I had managed not to burn the warehouse down yet and no one had bothered checking out the ruckus I was making. Looking over towards where I'd pushed one of the crates earlier, I see a stray bolt melted a hole through the side.
Out of energy from my training and curious about the containers contents I peek through the hole. Inside side the crate I see sealed wooden crates, white bricks stacked on shelves, and stacks of money.
'Oh, drugs.' Not really caring about the drugs I slip a tendril into one of the wooden crates, inside the crate I see stacks of grenades. Realising this is probably some gangs stash I smile and steal all the weapons and money into my inventory, then taking all the bricks out of the crate I place them in the centre of the warehouse and use appraisal on them.
[- Compressed Cocaine
Grade (C-)
This stack of compressed Cocaine is part of a larger stash recently brought into New York for a drug Deal, it belongs to the Tracksuit Mafia.]
'Huh' Well it's exactly what I thought it was, not seeing much use for it I leave it where it is. Heading over to the other crates I slide a tendril through the gap in the door one by one emptying them and building a pile of cocaine bricks in the centre of the warehouse.
Looking at the pile of cocaine in the centre of the warehouse I get a fun idea. In my last life Minecraft became one of the most popular games because of the freedom it gave to players, allowing them to build anything they want.
Extending a massive number of tendrils from my body I rapidly begin stacking the bricks of cocaine, after about five minutes of adjusting I stand on top of a fort made of cocaine bricks. Realising this wasn't as much fun as I thought I check my energy to see if I can keep practising my skills.
Energy – 1,043/8,820 (1% per minute)
Hopping down from my makeshift castle I'm about to continue practising when I hear a large group of people at either end of the warehouse. Pretty quickly connecting the dots and realising these people are probably from the Tracksuit Mafia and whoever they are making a deal with, I mimic a block of cocaine and sit on top of the fort. Storing my Iron blocks back into my inventory.
Two minutes later both the doors open at the same time and a large group of people pour in from both ends. Looking at the group of over fifty people I consider my options, I know for certain these guys can't do anything to me so I could just leave them.
Then again, I could use them as training partners to improve my CQC skills, deciding I like this plan I watch as both groups start yelling at each other. One guy walks out from one group and starts pointing at all the scorch marks I left around the warehouse.
The guy keeps shouting something about Fisk not being happy with the damage to his warehouse and how they are lowering the price. Then spitting with rage, the guy turns to the cocaine fort I'm sitting on and shouts.
"And who the fuck, stacked our product up into a fucking kiddie fort!?!!"
Seeing a good moment to cut into his conversation I, still as a brick of cocaine, jump and roll down the fort hitting the floor with a loud thud that shuts both groups up. Instantly both groups draw their guns and point them at the fort, the guy I assume is the boss gestures one of his minions forward.
Watching as the guy approaches, I wait till he gets within a metre of me before unmimicing. Shocking all people in the warehouse, as I appear I see one guy piss his pants. Then after a tense 5 seconds of me just standing there in my over three metre tall form with my wings spread and my tail waving behind me some guy shoots.
After the first shot went off everyone started firing at me, catching every bullet with my psionics just above my skin I put them all in my inventory. Waiting for them all to run out of ammo I let them reload their guns and shoot.
Watching their pointless efforts a smile splits my snout revealing my long sharp teeth, laughing at them in my synthetic and alien voice the last guy finally runs out of ammo. Looking at them they stare blankly at me, shrinking down to my human height of 172cm I open my inventory and pour out all their bullets.
Watching the pile of bullets increasing at my feet I look the boss directly in the eyes and with a demonic smile say.
"Well, that didn't even tickle. Use your fists or any melee weapon you have on you or I'll kill you all instantly" – Morgan
Finishing my sentence, I dash forward at a speed slow enough for them to see, arriving in front of the closest gang member I quickly scan his mind for his crimes. Seeing the guy is only a new member who recently joined to pay his bills I decide not to kill him. Stepping forward with a straight punch I limit my strength so I don't permanently hurt him and hit him square in the face knocking him out cold.
Moving to the next closest person I scan his mind and decide he deserves to die, slashing my talons across his throat his head falls back barely connected anymore. Continuing my way through the group the next guy is innocent so I knock him out, after him I find another innocent person.
Annoyed with all these innocents I do a wide scan of everyone and knock out all the innocents. Looking at most of the group fall unconscious I move them to the side of the room out of my way. Before me now stands only eight people, all the people still conscious have done crimes that go against my morals and will die today.
Stepping around the one of the guys stabbing at me I slam my fist down on the crook of his elbow bending his arm, grabbing his hand with a tendril I twist it and drive the knife he's still holding into his shoulder. Falling to his knees the guy cries out in pain, kicking him in the chest he slides along the floor towards the cocaine fort.
Grabbing a block of cocaine with a tendril I throw it directly at his head popping it like a balloon, moving on to the other gangsters three rush at me head on whilst two more try to flank me. Looking at one rushing for the door he gets the same treatment as the first guy and falls heedlessly to the ground a brick of cocaine imbedded into the wall in front of him.
Knocking one guy with a bat aside, I practice parrying the other two's blades with my talons. Extending my talons till the are about 15cm long I continue parrying the two assailants, each time I parry I use a few thought trains to analyse my action and optimise my movements. Continuing this little dance for a further 30 seconds I improve my movements to the point where without shapeshifting I only have to move a few centimetres to dodge or parry every attack.
Tired of these two I parry their knife thrusts and with quick motion grab their wrists before plunging their knives into each other's temple. Letting go of the two men's wrists they slump to the ground like a puppet without strings their hands locked in a death grip on the knives. Turning to the man with the bat who made his way over to the two flanking me, I make a come at me gesture.
Ducking under the man's wild swing I trip him by stabbing a tendril through his foot. Watching him writhe around in pain on the ground I walk towards the other two. Stepping forward one of them draws a long sword and the other a small knife.
The man with the long sword dash's forward swiping up diagonally at me whilst the man with the small knife shadows him and tries to stab me in the face over the first mans shoulder. Stepping back, I avoid the man's sword swipe and his companions knife thrust. Stepping to the left I move forward and push the man's long sword; the man overextending loses his balance and falls to the right tripping the man behind him.
Stepping above them I place my foot on top of the chest of longsword man and flex my feet talons. Stabbing straight through the man's chest I twist my foot and carve a large hole around the mans heart killing him instantly. Flicking his body to the side I pick up small knife man with a tendril, bringing him up to eye height I catch his wild swing with my arm and using the other arm I raise my arm to his face.
Extending my talon I slowly impale it further and further into the mans head killing him, using my shapeshifting I rapidly spin my talon and scramble his brain. Dropping him to the ground I shake the brain matter off my hand and begin walking towards the bat guy currently crawling across the floor away from me.
Walking slowly, I catch up to the man and step on his uninjured foot, looking down at the man with by far the worst crimes of all the minions here I slowly extend a tendril sharpening the tip of the tendril similar to the symbiote Riot with his weapons.
Swiping my tendril, I slice off all the man's limbs, sealing up the wounds with my biological manipulation. Standing there one foot resting on the mans delimbed body I tap my talon against my chin pondering.
Coming up with an idea I cut out his eyes and tongue sealing the wounds after. Using my biological manipulation, I edit the mans DNA removing the required genes for the man's limbs, after all I can't have anyone trying to help him.
Then moving onto the man's brain, I remove his motor control centre so he could never use cybernetics and scramble his speech centre. Satisfied with his punishment I turn to the last person, the last person left is the boss who was ordering everyone around earlier.
Walking over towards him increasing my height with each step till I return to my original height over 3 metres tall I stop in front of him. The man trembles pissing his pants as he tries desperately not to acknowledge me, the guy reminds me of the one who runs into the toilets in the original Jurassic Park to hide from the T-rex.
Bending down I twist my body till my head is upside down and I'm looking him in the eyes. Dragging a talon across his forehead I growl into his ear.
"You are free, go tell your boss to send more toys." – Morgan
Happy with my intimidation tactics and satisfied with my training for the day I blur to the door faster than the eye can see, I can't teleport at the moment but I'll develop the ability later because of my typhon lineage. Besides I placed a psionic bomb in the man's head so he'll explode after telling his boss.
Standing in the doorway I look back at my work, blood gore and brain matter paint the floor and walls. The people I knocked out are still out cold and the boss is collapsed in a puddle of piss with blood dripping into his eyes. Happy this had a noticeable impact on the gang I pull out my phone and call the police, changing my voice into the boss's voice I make a report before hanging up.
Unfurling my wings I notice a man sitting outside on top of a shipping container, recognising the man as Daredevil I don't bother interacting with him for the moment and make my way back to my hotel.