Marvel : Please Kill Me

Chapter 27: The Aether Corp. Heist (and a Bio-Weapon Unleashed)

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: MISSION: "OPERATION: GOLDEN HARVEST" – INITIATION. TEAM COMPOSITION: OPTIMAL. CAUTION: AETHER CORP. SECURITY LEVELS ARE EXTREMELY HIGH. EXPECT UNFORESEEN COUNTERMEASURES.]

"Unforeseen countermeasures? System, I'm practically a walking unforeseen countermeasure," I muttered, adjusting the sleek, black infiltration suit that Yelena had insisted I wear. It was surprisingly comfortable, designed for stealth, but I still felt like a very clumsy ninja. We were perched on a snowy ridge overlooking the Aether Corporation's research facility in Zurich, a gleaming, futuristic complex nestled amidst the mountains. The air was thin and cold, biting at my exposed skin.

Our team was a study in contrasts: Yelena, a ghost in the shadows, moving with lethal grace. Antonia, a silent, imposing figure, her helmet back on, her movements a terrifying mimicry of every combat style imaginable. And then there was me, the chaotic element, armed with a sarcastic wit, future knowledge, and an alarming inability to stay dead.

"Alright, Adam, this is it. Two hundred million dollars. And stopping an ecological bio-weapon. High stakes. Time to be the best damn immortal, sarcastic, plant-thief the world has ever seen. And try not to get Yelena or Antonia killed. That would be awkward for our new 'family' dynamic."*

Our plan was meticulous, crafted by Yelena's tactical brilliance, refined by Antonia's combat experience, and informed by my future knowledge. We would infiltrate through the geothermal vents, bypass the lower-level security, and then use a combination of stealth and controlled chaos to reach the secure biodome housing the Chrono-Bloom.

"Thermal scans show two patrols every twenty minutes on the lower level," Yelena whispered into the comms. "Motion sensors on the access tunnels. Pressure plates on the main corridor. Antonia, you take the right flank. Adam, you're with me. Stay quiet."

"Quiet? Yelena, my middle name is 'Subtlety,' but my first name is 'Loud, Obnoxious Distraction,'" I replied, but kept my voice low. My "Basic Mimicry (Limited)" was already buzzing, trying to absorb every nuance of Yelena's stealth movements, making my own steps lighter, more precise.

We slipped into the facility through a narrow vent, my "Wall-Crawling" making the descent easy. The interior was sterile, humming with advanced technology. Aether Corp. wasn't just a biotech company; it was a fortress.

Yelena moved like water, flowing past laser grids and security cameras. I followed, using my "Basic Illusion Casting" to create fleeting shadows or subtle blurs on the cameras, just enough to make them glitch for a fraction of a second, allowing Yelena to pass undetected. My "Advanced Tactical Awareness" was a constant stream of data, highlighting guard rotations, keycard access points, and the precise timing of security sweeps.

"Guard coming up the service elevator, level three," I whispered. "He's got a coffee. Looks like he's regretting his life choices."

Yelena nodded, veering off to a maintenance shaft, bypassing the guard entirely. Antonia, meanwhile, was a silent, deadly force, neutralizing any guard who stumbled into her path with swift, non-lethal precision. She moved like a ghost, her mimicked movements making her unpredictable and terrifyingly effective.

We reached the biodome, a massive, climate-controlled chamber filled with exotic, glowing plant life. And in the center, pulsating with an eerie, sickly green light, was the Chrono-Bloom. It looked like a beautiful, otherworldly flower, but my future knowledge reminded me of its devastating potential.

"Alright, Yelena, Antonia," I whispered, "this is where it gets tricky. The Chrono-Bloom is protected by an advanced energy field. And the data servers are heavily encrypted. We need to disable the field, grab a sample, and then wipe their research."

Suddenly, alarms blared. Red lights flashed. A deep, synthesized voice echoed through the facility: "Intruder Alert! Bio-containment breach detected! All units, converge on Biodome Alpha-7!"

"Well, that escalated quickly. Looks like Aether Corp. has some very aggressive security. Or maybe my 'quiet' was actually 'loud and obnoxious' again. Either way, time for a party!"*

"What happened?" Yelena demanded, her voice tight.

"Unforeseen countermeasures, remember?" I said, pointing to a small, almost invisible laser grid I'd missed. "Looks like they have a secondary, hidden layer of security. My bad. Or, you know, the System's bad for not giving me 'Advanced Laser Grid Detection.'"

Heavily armed Aether Corp. security forces, clad in sleek, black armor, poured into the biodome. They were well-trained, well-equipped, and clearly not afraid to use lethal force.

"Alright, team," I yelled, pulling out a salvaged Chitauri energy blaster (modified for non-lethal stun blasts, mostly). "Time for some controlled chaos! Yelena, you focus on the Chrono-Bloom. Antonia, cover her! I'll be the distraction! The incredibly annoying, unkillable distraction!"

The fight erupted. Yelena moved with ruthless efficiency towards the Chrono-Bloom's containment field, her stun batons flashing. Antonia was a whirlwind of defensive maneuvers, deflecting incoming fire with her shield and incapacitating guards with precise strikes, mimicking their own moves against them.

I, meanwhile, was a one-man wrecking crew of confusion. I charged the security forces, my "Basic Weapon Disarmament" turning their advanced firearms into useless scrap. My "Basic Mimicry (Limited)" allowed me to copy their combat moves, making me an unpredictable opponent. I'd dodge a punch, then replicate it with surprising force. I'd block a kick, then return it with a clumsy but effective imitation.

"Is that all you've got, guys?!" I yelled, narrowly avoiding a stun blast. "I've seen better moves from a drunken squirrel! And at least the squirrel had better aim!"

One particularly aggressive security guard, clearly fed up with my antics, activated a prototype energy weapon – a miniature version of the Chrono-Bloom's energy field, designed to incapacitate targets. It fired a blinding green beam. My "Advanced Tactical Awareness" screamed a warning. This was dangerous. This could be a unique death.

I deliberately positioned myself, allowing the beam to strike me square in the chest. Pain, searing and intense, ripped through me. Darkness.

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: DEATH DETECTED. KILLER: AETHER CORP. SECURITY GUARD (IDENTIFICATION: 'GREEN BEAM' GREGORY). SKILL ACQUIRED: BASIC ENERGY FIELD MANIPULATION.]

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: IMMORTAL SYSTEM ACTIVATED. YOU HAVE 1 LIFE REMAINING AGAINST 'GREEN BEAM' GREGORY.]

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: MISSION: "OPERATION: GOLDEN HARVEST" – PROGRESS: 50%.]

I gasped back to life, body convulsing, the phantom green energy still coursing through me. Basic Energy Field Manipulation? Now that was a game changer! I felt an intuitive understanding of how to disrupt, stabilize, and even redirect energy fields. This was going to be incredibly useful.

'Green Beam' Gregory stared, his face pale, his weapon still smoking. Yelena and Antonia paused, watching me get up, their expressions a mixture of shock and exasperation.

"Well, that was rude," I coughed, pushing myself up. "A little aggressive with the green beams, aren't we? And here I thought we were just having a friendly discussion about corporate espionage."

Before Gregory could react, I focused my new skill. The Chrono-Bloom's containment field, still active, flickered. I concentrated, pushing my will into the energy, and with a surge of mental effort, the field reversed its polarity. Instead of containing the plant, it now amplified its growth, causing the Chrono-Bloom to rapidly expand, its sickly green tendrils lashing out wildly.

"Whoops!" I yelled, feigning surprise. "Looks like someone needs to recalibrate their energy fields! This plant's getting a little... enthusiastic!"

The Chrono-Bloom, now supercharged, began to grow at an alarming rate, its tendrils smashing through the biodome's reinforced glass, releasing a cloud of green spores. The Aether Corp. guards screamed, panicking as their precious bio-weapon turned against them.

"Yelena! Antonia! Now!" I yelled, grabbing a sample of the Chrono-Bloom from a rapidly expanding tendril. "Grab the data! This place is about to become a very green, very angry, very expensive salad!"

Yelena, seeing the chaos I'd unleashed, moved with renewed urgency, bypassing the now-distracted guards and accessing the main server. Antonia covered her, deflecting the wild tendrils of the super-growing plant.

The Aether Corp. facility was rapidly descending into chaos, filled with screaming guards, flashing lights, and the uncontrolled growth of their own bio-weapon. My work here was done.

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