Hammer Time

As it turned out, the extremis gave me a few things above an increased healing factor. I can channel heat through my body and use that heat to melt through various materials or catch other materials on fire. One of my more interesting experiments was to superheat the air in my lungs, turning the air into plasma and giving me the ability to breathe fire. Luckily my body is now pretty heat resistant, so my lungs aren't about to melt every time I do that.

The only issue is the fact I wear a mask that covers my face… Maybe I can modify my mask to open the lower half when I breathe fire? I would need to test that…

Extremis has not affected my mind in any way like the Oz formula did, It didn't cause me any form of insanity, but it hasn't enhanced my intellect either. That said, nearly all my physical attributes have been enhanced one of the things it enhanced was my strength. Where before I could bench press nine to ten tons, I can now bench up to twenty tons, doubling my strength. In the movies, it is never explicitly stated how much Killian can lift, but he is seen tearing the Iron Man suits apart with his bare hands. Logically I am stronger due to having a combination of the Oz and the Extremis, but it would be nice to know for sure. Another thing it enhanced was my speed. Where before I could run about 90-100 miles per hour, I can now run at about 150, if my glider didn't give me the ability of flight and the extra weaponry, I may have ditched it due to how fast I could run.

One issue with the extremis is the fact that it changed my scent, so when I went into the office, Greer told me.

/

"Alex… are you O.K.?" she asked me. She was sitting at her own desk going through paperwork when I walked in, but as soon as I entered, she paused and looked at me in confusion.

"Yeah." I say in confusion. "Why do you ask?"

"You smell… different. Your normal scent is there, but it is also covered by the smell of smoke or fire. It's just different."

"I… Huh. Don't worry about it Greer, it isn't a problem. I was experimenting with something recently and the smell must have rubbed off on me."

"If you say so…" she looks at me as if she wasn't sure whether to take it at face value or not before shrugging and getting back to work.

/

Hopefully she won't ask again, because I'm not entirely sure how to tell her that I injected me with an untested formula then cut my hand off for scientific purposes. I am starting to care for her, more than I thought possible. If I told her that, it may ruin any chance I have with her…

What am I thinking, I'm a superhero… My life is too dangerous for a love life.

Great, now I'm thinking like Batman. Besides she has powers, and she was an Avenger in another timeline. It's not like she can't protect herself.

Anyway…

It had been a week since I injected myself with extremis and so far life was good. I had stopped a few crimes, finished up my light armor, and started working on Spider-Man's heavy armor. Agent May had trained with me again and even stated that I was learning much faster than expected. Apparently I was picking up the basics fast enough for her to start teaching me the hard stuff. Not only that, but I was a=finally able to reverse engineer the Arc Reactor that I "Borrowed" from the Iron Monger. Using its designs, I was able to modify it and connect it to my shields on my glider. This makes it so the power won't die as quickly as it did in Iron Man 2 while also giving my glider near unlimited shielding and power.

On the business side of things, Oscorp had started a new line of civilian phones like what Peter made when he was head of Parker industries. I think they were called Web Ware in comics. Here they are called OzWatch, and they are making me tons of cash. Essentially they are google watches, but with all the features of a mobile phone while also being more compact, mobile, and having Holographic technology for the keyboard similar to Starks phones. Another thing Oscorp was able to accomplish was creating sustainable power. Setting up Dr. Otto Octavius's fusion reactors in several main cities (New York, Chicago, Las Angelas, Houston, and a few others) Oscorp almost immediately became the king of clean energy. Unfortunately the tritium required for them to work is extremely rare and because of that, we can't make too many of these reactors. This makes finding a more readily available source of fuel for the reactor a must.

Another great thing is Fury finally called me to come examine the Hammer that decided to come falling out of the sky in New Mexico, so instead of wait for him to finish talking, I got in my personal plane and started flying out there.

"Is there anything we do know about the hammer?" I ask. I already know, but he doesn't know that.

"Other than the fact that it is radiating some form of energy and no one can move it? Nothing. It has some sort of language carved into it on the side; I am sending you pictures of it now."

Looking down at my own personal OzWatch, open up the pictures and make a flicking motion on the screen, causing the images to leap out of the watch into hologram format.

Moving the image, I command the OzWatch to create a holographic image of the hammer before talking to Fury.

"If I'm looking at it right, it is written in some sort of foreign language." I joke. I couldn't translate it because I do not actually know how to read or speak Ancient Nordic, but I knew what it said due to comics and movie knowledge. Rotating the 3D image of the hammer around, I stand up and grab the holographic hammer by the handle and strike a pose. I AM WORTHY!

What? If you were a marvel nerd in this exact situation, you would do the same thing. Don't even think of lying, because you would.

"No shit Sherlock. Can you tell me anything useful?"

"Not until I get there, I have various scanners that are more advanced than your tech, it might show us something your people missed."

"Fine. You will be meeting with Agent Coulson when you arrive. He will get you more up to speed." He says before hanging up. Apparently niceties are not his forte.

/

The flight to New Mexico was rather quick, with nothing more than a call to Peter to tell him I would be gone for about a week or so to deal with business, so he would need to keep the city safe in my absence.

After a smooth landing, I got out to see Phil Coulson already there waiting on me.

"What has the Director told you about the satellite?" Apparently the 'Satellite' was Thors hammer.

"It's radiating energy and it's heavy. That is about it." I reply as we head to hi- Wait a minute, is that Lola? His car from Agents of Shield?

"Our techs have studied the satellite and deemed it physically impossible of lifting. I doubt our mutual green friend could lift it." He said as he opened his door. "Oh, and be careful with the car."

Knowing his love for Lola, I decide to be extra careful. I did not want Coulson after me.

"Nice car." I comment as I put my bag in the trunk. "Anyway, any news on the energy readings? Is it anything we have seen before?"

"Thank you. And no, it isn't. It is completely new and any tests we do on it show that it is nothing more than a hammer made from an unknown material."

"Fun." I reply as we drove to the temporary installation SHIELD had set up around Mjolnir. The rest of the trip was held in silence. On the bright side, Lola had great A/C because New Mexico was hot.

/

Once we got to the base, he checks me in and gives me an official SHIELD badge before bringing me straight to the hammer.

"Well this is interesting…" I say as I pull out some scanners from my bag and set them up around Mjolnir. Grabbing the hammer, I give it a tug and just like I expected, it stayed perfectly still.

I knew I wasn't worthy, whether or not that in itself made me unworthy is a topic that is very confusing, but even if that was not the case, I just couldn't see myself wielding the hammer. Thor? Yes, Captain America? Yes. But I just couldn't envision myself wielding such a powerful weapon.

After tugging a few times to see if there were any energy spikes that occurred when the magic reacted to my tugs, then a few times of me simply grabbing the hammer and letting go, I check the readings.

"Alright, so I have a theory that no one here will like and or believe." I finally say as I look up at Coulson.

"What is it?"

"The Hammer is sentient."

"What?" Coulson asks as he quickly looks at the hammer before reaching for his gun.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't actually do anything unless its wielder comes to retrieve it." I say as I press a few more buttons on the keyboard. As a historian in my past life, Marvel comics was full of pitfalls and inaccuracies when it came to mythology. To the average reader, it didn't matter, but to me it sort of bugged me that Thor went from buff red haired heavily scarred warrior who needed a belt of strength to lift his hammer to essentially Chris Hemsworth with a worthiness tester. Not to mention Sif went from goddess of motherhood and farming to deadliest warrior in Asgard.

"The Wielder?"

"Yep." I say, popping the P. "Don't worry about it though, if he or she wanted it back we would all be dead by now."

Phil just glanced at me before raising an eyebrow.

"Jeez, I'm kidding. Is a lack of humor required at SHIELD or something?" I say before shrugging. "Seriously though, everytime I tried to lift the hammer, my scanners picked up a spike of energy. Same thing when I simply grasped the handle but on a lesser scale. Something tells me that it knows we aren't meant to hold it, therefore it refuses to be lifted. My suggestion? Learn everything you can about that hammer while keeping security tight. We don't know if its owner will come for it or not and living weapons are simply too good of a chance to pass up." I know it is magic, but would SHIELD really believe me? Better make it slightly more believable, like thinking hammers or something.

"We'll take your advice into consideration." Coulson said simply while glancing at the hammer, putting his gun away.

"Good. Now, what's next on the agenda?" I ask the SHIELD agent.