Chapter 1

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Today is not my day. You might want to know why. I could start by saying that the morning was, to put it mildly, bleak: there was thunder and lightning outside, and I felt like God had decided to put on a laser show and just forgot to add colour. And it was in this weather that I had to go to the dean's office to pick up my classmates' papers? When they made me a senior I expected a lot of perks, but as it turns out, if you don't have a pair of 'pretty eyes,' you're screwed, not perks! So here I am walking through a downpour and a strong wind, with only one umbrella and annoyance, although Thunderstruck by AC/DC was lifting my spirits a bit. Coming to a stop and singing along to my favourite line 'You've been - thunderstruck!' I noticed a flash. The last thing that went through my head was, 'Is Zeus going overboard with the special effects?'

And so we come to the middle of this day. Although I'm not sure it's still the same day. After that flash I don't remember anything, just darkness. Then I felt warmth from the sun and a cool breeze. I opened my eyes and found myself on a bus in the middle of unfamiliar streets, not understanding how I got here or how much time had passed as the weather had changed from wet autumn to sunny summer. I tried to approach the driver and find out where we were, but after taking a couple of steps I felt an intense pain: my head felt like it wanted to explode, it felt like it was being inflated and inflated, and the limit had been reached long ago! As the pain began to subside, I was faced with a pile of fragments of memories. ONLY THEY WEREN'T MINE. After a mountain of images and videos popped into my head, I blacked out. I woke up in the hospital room and tried to figure out what the hell this was all about.

So, think what you remember - shitty morning, rain, walking to the bus stop, flash and I'm on the bus... How did I get on the bus if there are only trolleybuses? Stop! We went the wrong way, what were those images after the pain? And that's when it hit me. I remembered everything: childhood, primary schools, high school, family, home, and a lot of information that was foreign to me, but at the same time somehow so dear to me. When I sorted out some of these memories, I realised that it was the same thing: I was reborn and I should probably have shouted with joy, but if I think about it, I have a family there: my mother, father, future - and that it is very unpleasant to leave it all behind, and it makes me bitter at heart.

Okay, I calmed down and let's get to the bottom of it: this is the body of Raina Pierce; he, that is me now, is 16 years old and it's 3 April 2009. I was quite surprised that I had been thrown back 12 years!!!! Thinking about it, I remembered that his family was not poor and his father was making good money - something to do with politics, but it's not certain, as his father had never told him anything about it. I can't say that there was a warm atmosphere in the family, but he didn't remember his mother: she either left the family or died in childbirth. His father was rather cold and did not refuse his son money and gifts, but after he turned 12, Rain could only get something if he met his father's expectations, namely being the best in school and fulfilling his requirements. He required Rain to study psychology, foreign languages like French, German, Chinese, Russian and hired him a martial arts coach.

The day I came here, he decided to get rid of his father's surveillance and meet up with his friends who, according to his father, were 'not his level'. Yeah, tough luck for the kid. If only

Attention! Attention!

Loading draft system...

1%…5%.....10%.....20%....40%....70%.....90%....99%...99.9%….100%

Congratulations! You have become the owner of a test version of the system and, although it is not yet complete and you don't have access to all the features, you can be proud of yourself.

Oh, it's just like those stories where the protagonist gets the system and a bunch of pianos, right?

Zing!

You have one private message.

'Is there mail?!'

"Um... Open the mail"

'There's a voice message.'

'Dear reincarnated person, I am the Creator of this system and I want to dash your silly hopes and explain to you about the system. The system was created quite recently - only a couple of thousand years ago - and it's not yet proven, so all you'll get from it are tasks that will help you in your development and prevent you from going too fast... ahem, lose your way. Also, your skills will develop faster than other people's. In your inventory you will find three gifts for your future endeavours. The world I sent you to is a dangerous place, so I advise you to go beyond the limits of human strength and capabilities. And lastly, if you can perform well on the system run-in, I might let you return to your world and finish your business there.'

"Why me?"

"Is my life some kind of joke to you?"

+1 to intuition

After I finished screaming at the ceiling, I decided to check the 'gifts' in my inventory. It turned out to contain three lottery tickets. Each had a strange name: 'initial spit,' 'attractiveness increase,' and 'character trait.'

When I touched the ticket icon, I saw the ticket description: you get a random feature or ability from one of the many characters in the multiverse. I decided to use the spit first. Tearing the ticket open, I saw an orange glow, eeeeeeeee?

You got 'time acceleration' it gives you the ability to speed up the flow of time by 2x for your body.

That's pretty cool! Now let's try poking at the second one... Hmmmmm... Weird: no description. Looks like nothing but the name will be explained to me. Tearing up the ticket, I see the same glow again. Luck seems to want to rebalance for today.

You have received a body modification: 'Captain America's butt', you are the owner of one of the best butts in the universe.

That's gonna increase my attractiveness to which fucking gender, huh?

Okay, I tear up the last ticket, the grey light reminds me what kind of day it is and I get....

You have been given a one-time ticket for 'topographical cretinism Roronoa Zoro- 1 hour'.

What am I doing with this?! It's more like a curse than a gift.

Not counting the ability, I got plastic surgery and a curse - the gifts are straight up high end.

"Status"

Name: Ryan Pierce

Level: 1

Experience: 0/100

Parameters:

- Strength: 15

- Dexterity: 13

- Endurance: 18

- Intelligence: 23

- Intuition: 14

- Free Points: 10

Specialities: 'major', 'lab mouse', 'hitman'.

Skills: 'martial arts - 9th level', 'shooting - 4th level', 'polyglot - 5th level', 'psychology - 6th level', 'strategist - 3rd level', 'stealth - 3rd level', 'player's mind - MAX'.

Superpowers: 'time acceleration'.

I don't think I'll be scattering points yet - in case I need to raise one of the traits dramatically.

Zing!

Mission received.

'Where am I?'

You're in another world and, although you know the name of the city, it would be nice to understand the name of the world the city is in. You have five hours to do so. Good luck!

Reward for completion: 3 S.P. and understanding where you are.

Penalty for failure: -5 intelligence points and the 'dull-witted' trait.

That's amazing! How am I supposed to figure that out, huh? For example, if it's the world of 'Harry Potter' should I run to London for tickets, and if it's 'Another World' or 'Twilight' should I go get a bag of blood and a couple of bones? This assignment is ridiculous!

Okay, first we have to get out of the hospital. I pressed the nurse call button and waited. Two minutes later, a woman of Latin appearance came in.

"Hello, I'm Carla, how are you feeling?" - her gaze was somehow filled with a mixture of anger and relief.

"Hello Carla, well I don't feel any discomfort in my body and I would like to know how long I have been unconscious."

"You've been unconscious for 2 days and now it's best for you to keep lying down until the attending doctor comes," - she said before quickly leaving my room.

A minute later the doctor came into the room.

"Well, let's see what you've got," - he looked at the papers carefully and his eyes became more and more incomprehensible.

"Strange... They show that while you were unconscious, your brain was going crazy, as strange as it sounds. Different parts of your brain started working, even though there was no reason for them to be active. Especially your cerebellum and basal ganglia, they were active to the maximum almost the whole time of your coma and subsided only one and a half to two hours before waking up. That's the first time in my 15 years of practice that I've seen that. Did you have any problems understanding where you were, moving or realising your own self?"

"No, I remember everything and realise who I am."

"Good. Then state your date of birth and your first and last name."

"Ryan Pearce, born 15 March 1993."

"Relatives?"

"Father is Alexander Pierce, mother must be dead."

"What do you mean 'probably'?"

"Dad doesn't like to talk about her, and I didn't ask."

"All right. The blood tests came back negative, so I have no idea what caused it, do you?"

"I don't have any idea what's causing it either, and I'd like to know when I'm going to be discharged."

"We'll do a few more tests, or if you go out and pass out again, our hospital will be finished."

"Excuse me?"

"The head gave us a colourful performance that described the 'joyful' future of the hospital and especially me and the other doctors if we couldn't help you. He was very frightened and changed the pallor of his face in direct proportion to the sullenness of your father's look. Another day and I think he'd be in the next room."

"Can you get my father? I'd like to talk to him."

"That might be a problem. He got a call a few hours ago and he's away on business. But he left a number to notify us of any changes in your condition, so he knows about the awakening and will probably call soon."

"OK, I'll wait for the rest of the tests, but in the meantime, could you get me some magazines to pass the time?"

"Yeah, sure."

Left alone, I began to think quickly about how I could get information about this world and figure out where I was. Rain had left his phone at home that day, as he knew his father used it to track his movements. The magazines might give some information, but then again, if this was a world with the supernatural, I'd get as much information from them as from the view out the window. Well, we'll wait and see.

"Here are the magazines you asked for." - Carla brought the magazines in, and I noticed that her gaze had softened a little.

I immediately grabbed the stack and started looking for any clues available in them about where I was. Come on, come on, something. I flipped through the pages, looking for clues, and suddenly my eyes caught the section, 'America's Top Bachelors.' In it, at number one, I saw a name that's hard to forget, a name that has resounded off cinema screens for 12 years. Number one, America's most eligible bachelor: Tony Stark.

"I'm in MARVEL!"

Zing!

Mission accomplished, you get three S.R.

I'm in Marvel, holy shit. Okay, I gotta figure out what I'm gonna do now. If this world follows the KVM plot, then in a month Tony will go to present his new rocket, and then he'll be captured by the ten rings. Then, if history repeats itself, I'll have confirmation of my hunch. Right now, I need to think about myself. Ryan's father is a big shot in the government, which means he may have a connection to S.H.I.E.L.T. Now we need to figure out if there is one, and which side of Shield he's playing on - or I'm in trouble if my dad's in favour of the Octopussy.

And it was at this point that a nurse came in and handed me a phone with a video link on.

"How are you feeling and what happened to you?"

"I'm fine now and you shouldn't have been so worried." - 'It's him, I know him, retard how could you forget him, you just said his first and last name an hour ago and didn't even think about who they belonged to. My father is fucking Alexander Pierce, a member of the Alpha World Security Council and one of the heads of Hydra. I can see the bright future he has in store for the son of one of the heads of Hydra: I'll go around throwing zigs and shouting heil hydra, reminding everyone that obedience will be rewarded. So many opportunities open up, mm.'

"Are you sure? Your face looks a little pale."

"It's okay, it's just that this camera's so bad at rendering colour. The doctors said that the latest results show no abnormalities and I'm healthy, so a couple more tests and I'll be discharged. I also heard about the conversation you had with the head of the hospital."

"Healthy people don't go into comas for two days! And I'd sack them all because a doctor who can't help a patient shouldn't work in a hospital like this."

And you wouldn't mistake him for one of the leaders of the most dangerous organisation on earth, just a concerned father with a lot of connections.

"Do you have any idea what happened to you?"

I was reborn in your son's body, Mr Pearce. If I told you that, I'd run away.

"No, I just felt sick. Maybe it's the fatigue."

"I'll see what I can do about your schedule and unload it for the next two or three months. Also, I've already made arrangements with the school to home-school you for the next two weeks."

"If the follow-up examinations don't reveal anything, I can be discharged - that's what the attending doctor said."

"Okay, I'm here to see you, rest and recuperate."

Now I'm worried about my future: in 5 years Captain America and the Widow will destroy everything that Hydra worked on after the invasion in New York and put my 'father' in some top-secret prison, and I'll be on the street, because all accounts will be frozen and I'll be at the top of the list of the importance of surveillance in the military, because I was not hidden from everyone as the son of Struker and will not be able to drink cocktails on the yacht after this mega-failure. So I had to come up with a plan to get away from my family ties and stay alive, or become a good guy in the eyes of the Avengers so I wouldn't be in trouble after the whole Washington thing. I grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil from the nightstand and started writing, then realising it was stupid I erased the first words and started working out the goals in my head:

1. Gather personal finances that have no connection to my father.

2.Gain connections with one/few Avengers.

3.Become strong enough before Cable Thanos arrives.

Well, following the points of the plan, I can already tell you how I will get a start-up capital of 'clean money'. Right now I have about $5 million in my account, and you'd say, 'Yay, that's enough for a lifetime!' But yikes, I'm a little above average for Marvel. My plan is that if events go exactly according to the KVM plot, when Tony returns, he will shut down weapons production at the Stark International factories.... After this announcement his stock will drop to half price and although Obadiah will be able to stabilise it, it will still be losing value before the motorway battle and the day before the market will be at its lowest and what better way to do that than to buy 5 million worth of Stark Industries stock cheap and watch people's faces when their value increases by 30-40% in just 1 day thanks to one phrase: 

'I'm Iron Man.'

You have to think of other ways to make money, for example: as soon as I get out of here, I'll find out if there are differences in music, books, films, games, TV shows and so on - after all, it's all a plagiarist's gold mine.

Then there are the connections. And those I'll deal with in... Just a year from now! When Tony's dying of palladium in his mini reactor. I've also got an idea of another genius I could make my debtor.

And the last item is power. I can't really visualise it yet, as I don't know what kind of tasks the system will throw at me and how I can get more of these gift tickets. I think I should visit the Kamar Taj, though, because I could use the extra powers. On the plus side, if the letter is true, I should be learning faster than Strange.

As I fell asleep, I wondered, what if this was all just a dream and I closed my eyes and went back to my world? Would I be sad or happy?

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