Awakening

The pain didn't last long, so as soon as it subsided, I dismissed it as a simple headache and immediately focused on the cake in my room.

"Well, I'm five now, I guess it's... arrgghhhh!" I shouted again in pain, but unlike before, it was as though someone was pouring thousands of images into my mind.

"Wait, aren't these Mom's memories? No, wait," I asked, confused, as I reviewed the new information I had just received.

They say that human memories are mostly images, but the images in my mind at the moment weren't mine. They weren't from my past life, nor were they from this life. Instead, they were from my new mother. More surprisingly, I found myself more knowledgeable in things concerning business, bookkeeping, and the like.

"Oh my god, I can see her sucking his...!" I screamed and immediately started looking for anything to distract me. She may not be my actual mother, but I wanted her to have that position in my life, and this wasn't helping.

"Wait... am I a mutant?"

"No, that wouldn't make sense. They get their powers as teens. I'm just five years old... then does that make me an Inhuman, or was my father an Eternal or a Deviant?"

Several thoughts ran through my mind at speeds even I couldn't keep up with. I didn't want to be a mutant; those guys had a lot of beef against them. Being an Inhuman meant ordinary pollution could make me non-existent. I didn't want any of that, but it didn't mean I wasn't excited, since it meant that whoever put me here didn't abandon me.

"Thank you, whoever you are," I shouted into the air happily, since now I at least had something I could use to my advantage. But this also meant that the plan I had previously was now useless.

Anyway, it's been two years since I was reincarnated, and things have been going extremely well. I mean, why wouldn't they? I am in the Marvel freaking universe, a world where the impossible is commonplace. Even the thought of it alone makes me excited but also sad, since, you know, I don't have any abilities. So I tried practicing Occlumency, figuring that if I wasn't granted an ability, I might as well create one for myself.

Yeah, you know, like every fan fiction protagonist out there. Yeah... the Occlumency didn't work, but good news, it wasn't for nothing. Apparently, my mental exercises made it possible for me to remember things incredibly well, hence a newly developed photographic memory allowing me to recall everything I see, hear, or even feel in great detail. This also meant I would never forget that scene in my entire life.

"Wow, Mom knows a lot," I thought as I reviewed the new knowledge I had gained, tears rolling down my eyes.

"I hope this doesn't happen every time I touch someone," I lamented as I started going through everything that might prove useful to me, pushing the painful memory to the back to be forgotten.

Two hours later, I finally managed to arrange the images and information I had just stolen from Mom in a way that would be useful to me. I can't say that I truly understood everything I had just gained, but it came along with her notes, so it was okay for now at least.

"Wait, now that I think about it, did I absorb them or just copy them from her?" I wondered. In some novels, when one copies or absorbs another person's skills, they lose them. I prayed it wasn't so for me since it would be disastrous considering that Mom was the CEO of a major company.

"Well, we wouldn't know until she comes back," I thought, then went to freshen up and meet the various uncles and aunties that lived with us in the form of maids and a butler. Yeah, life is sweet.

Three hours later...

"Happy birthday, Young Master," an aged British voice sounded as I left the room, and I turned to see an old British-looking man in a butler uniform standing right outside with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Uncle Jon," I said with a smile, then hugged him. Yes, he was the house butler and also a granduncle since he took care of my mother when she was young. But unlike what you would expect from other old men, he aged quite well. Yeah, he's definitely not normal.