Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Amazing....
Chapter 3: Amazing....
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Earth-56
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My last memories are of my last thoughts and regrets before I died. Now I find myself in the hospital, lost in my deepest thoughts. Had I somehow been reincarnated as myself?
The memories of this new life appear and disappear for minutes, blending in with those of my past life. Once the first impression has passed and I'm taking in the new information, I realize that my world is different.
In this new universe, humans with mutant powers are the norm. Superheroes are the norm and so are supervillains, with fights in New York daily.
Doing a little research from the hospital room, the results of my first searches for differences with my universe show that everything is grander here. For example, Dr. Reed Richards, with a group of superheroes, described a new dimension on Earth called the "Negative Zone."
As I get used to this new view of reality, I reflect on my new life and what that might mean in a world so filled with powers. This world was already accustomed to superpowers and threats on a global scale.
The news on the hospital television shows the Avengers fighting an alien threat in the middle of New York, while the X-Men intervene in a conflict in Genosha. It is overwhelming to think about the magnitude of the events that happen daily. However, something inside me tells me that I must prepare myself.
I decide to use the time in the hospital to investigate further about this universe. If I want to survive here, I will need to thoroughly understand the rules of this world. I begin to look into information about the most influential superhero and supervillain groups, advanced technologies, and anything that might give me an advantage.
But my mind can no longer ignore my worries. Memories of my previous life come to mind: the few people close to me like my aunt and uncle Ben and May, Gwen, and Mr. Stacy. Nostalgia and guilt assail me, especially when I remember my Uncle Ben's advice about power and responsibility.
However, the memories soon fade away when I realize that my previous life ended the moment I wanted to be powerful like her, ending up as an uncontrolled monster. My desire for power led me down a dark path, and now, in this new world, I have a second chance to redeem myself.
Deep in thought, I decide I must take action. I can't just sit back while the world falls apart around me. I have to find my place and make sure I don't make the same mistakes again.
First the information:
I begin reading articles, watching videos, and collecting data on the most prominent heroes and villains. The X-Men, the Brotherhood of Mutants... Each group has its history, its conflicts, and its alliances.
Second, Technology:
The technology in this world is incredibly advanced. From high-tech suits to healing devices to sophisticated weapons, anything is possible. I decide that I must find a way to access these resources. If I can improve my skills with technology, I will have a better chance of facing any threat.
A few hours later, as I am deep in thought, a doctor enters the room with a serious expression.
"I see you have been recovering well," he says, looking over my medical records. "But we need to talk about something we found in your tests."
My heart races at those words. Had they discovered something about my abilities? Or was it something else?
"We have detected an anomaly in your blood," the doctor continues. "Something we have never seen before. You appear to have a different blood type that could be related to a new one, but it is unlike anything else we have found before."
Shit... I never wondered how a spider bite sent me to the hospital and somehow managed to reincarnate me into this new body.
Did I get HIV?!!!
Of course that's ridiculous, my body most likely changed by dying and reincarnating.
I try to stay calm as the doctor talks. This could be an opportunity or a threat, depending on how he handles the situation.
"What does that mean?" I ask, trying to sound curious instead of worried.
"It means we need to run more tests. It could be something new, or something that could be related to a close relative you know?"
My neck starts to tingle and my senses seem to suddenly become more acute. I nod slowly, trying to process the information.
"I understand, doctor. I'll do whatever it takes to help."
The After the conversation with the doctor, my thoughts race. The anomaly in my blood could be the first hint that my abilities from my past life are also present here, in this new reality.
With the free time I have in the hospital, I take advantage of it to do more research. I find information about mutants, the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, and other key groups. The vastness of this new world is overwhelming, but also exciting. If I really do have my lizard abilities, or even a fraction of them, I need to learn how to use them effectively in this context.
A superhero? I don't see myself being really someone big like Spider-Woman.
But wasn't I supposed to become a giant monster to be like her?...
The first night in the hospital is restless. My mind keeps thinking about the possibilities and how to navigate this new environment. I decide to start practicing in secret, trying small experiments with my lizard ability. I start with simple things, like moving medium or heavy objects in the room. Fortunately, no one seems to notice anything unusual.
During the hours of the next day, the doctor returns several times to run more tests. Each time he comes, I try to remain calm and act as normal as possible. However, it's hard not to feel a growing paranoia that they'll discover something that shouldn't be there.
One evening, as I'm browsing the news on the hospital television, I see a report about a recent attack in New York. A group of supervillains has launched a coordinated attack, causing chaos and destruction. The Avengers and X-Men have stepped in to stop them, but the city is on high alert.
I feel a mix of adrenaline and fear. This is the kind of world I now live in, one where threats can emerge at any time and from any place. My gut tells me I need to be prepared to face these challenges.
That night, as the hospital plunges into silence, I decide I need to get out of here. If I really have my skills, I can use them to sneak in undetected. Concentrating on not being noticed by the nurses and doctors in the rooms, I manage to open a window without making a sound.
With one last look at the room, I leap to freedom. The cool night air hits me, and for a moment I feel revitalized. My abilities are here, and I feel them stronger than ever. As I move to the window, a sense of determination fills me.
With a slight tremor in my body I try to pull the lizard claws out of my abilities but I quickly realize that my assumption is wrong as I feel my body falling from the window.
The speed of my reflexes helps me grab the window with my fingertips that turns out to be unnaturally attached to it. With terror I see my position as I am hanging from the top floor of the hospital, my sight captures the last people leaving the hospital due to the recent city alert without noticing me.
Since I was hanging from the building until now I am unable to detach myself, trying to use my other hand to enter my room again turns out to also be attached to the hospital wall. Actually, my old powers aren't back, but those of the spider that bit the other Peter Parker.
I finally decide to take advantage of this new ability. With a controlled effort, I begin to slowly move along the wall, discovering that I can stick to it and move around like Spider-Woman. The sensation is strange but liberating. I climb back to the window and enter my room, feeling a mix of relief and excitement.
My thoughts race as I begin to plan my next move. I now know that I have powers similar to Spider-Woman's and that I must learn to control them and use them for good. I have decided to be like her, a vigilante on behalf of the weak.
But one thing is certain: I am no longer the same person who entered this hospital. I will also need a superhero name for now, I will base it on hers.
I will be the Amazing One...
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to be continued