Chapter 162 : Hell’s Kitchen is Heaven?
Bonus Chapter
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Inside the White House, the expansive room buzzed with a tense, solemn atmosphere.
The President of the United States sat behind a massive desk, his eyes glued to the screen before him, which displayed footage of the nuclear missile over Manhattan that had miraculously not detonated.
As he watched, his taut nerves finally eased, and he slumped back in his luxurious office chair, relief washing over him.
He had escaped death, preserving not only his life but also his political career.
Taking a deep breath, his heart swelled with gratitude and emotion.
"Quick, find out who stopped that nuclear missile from going off!" the President ordered his secretary urgently.
His voice carried a mix of awe and respect, knowing this hero had saved not just him but all of Manhattan.
"Yes, sir," the secretary replied, immediately setting to work to uncover the identity of the mysterious savior.
The President turned to the generals and federal officials gathered around him, his tone brimming with pride and satisfaction: "See that? This is our hero! In the clutch, one person turned the tide. We need to honor them, get the national media to broadcast their story!"
"Damn S.H.I.E.L.D., damn Hell's Kitchen, damn that rogue landlord Alex Ray! If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have come this close to disaster!" the President continued, his voice sharp with frustration.
He despised the culprits behind this crisis—S.H.I.E.L.D. and Alex Ray, the so-called Lord of Hell's Kitchen. Their conflict had sparked this near-catastrophe.
The politicians and generals in the room didn't push back this time. They owed their lives to this mysterious hero.
"I say we round up everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. and have them shot. Even with Nick Fury gone, it's not enough to quell the public's outrage!" a federal executive proposed.
"Absolutely. The military will grant this hero the rank of general!" a cunning general added.
The non-military officials silently cursed the general's quick move, muttering to themselves, "That sly bastard's already staking his claim!"
Everyone in the room knew that recruiting this hero would massively boost their influence.
The debate heated up, voices clashing in a chaotic symphony.
Some argued for enticing the hero with honors and titles, others suggested money and power. Proposals flew back and forth.
Just then, the secretary rushed back in, his arrival like a bucket of cold water dousing the heated argument, bringing a momentary pause.
His face bore a complex expression, as if he were struggling to find the right words.
"Did you find the hero who stopped the nuclear missile? Spill it!" the President demanded, his eyes alight with anticipation.
The secretary hesitated, which sent a ripple of unease through the room.
The military officers grew impatient, their faces darkening. "What's the hold-up? Speak! This is good news! Why the delay?" one barked.
"Yeah, what, is this hero some kind of secret?" a senior federal official chimed in, his tone laced with irritation.
"Could it be Alex Ray, the Lord of Hell's Kitchen?" an executive quipped, trying to lighten the mood with a joke.
But at the mention of "Alex Ray, Lord of Hell's Kitchen," the secretary's eyes lit up, as if he'd found the missing piece of a puzzle.
"That's exactly who it is. Alex Ray," he said with firm conviction.
The words hit like a shockwave. The federal officials exchanged stunned glances, their faces etched with disbelief.
In their minds, Alex Ray was the enemy. How could he be the hero who saved them?
The President slammed his fist on the desk, roaring, "I'm warning you, joke like that again, and you're done!"
His voice thundered with rage and authority.
But the secretary didn't flinch. Gritting his teeth, he took a bold step and switched on the TV, risking everything.
The large screen flickered to life, showing Alex Ray descending from the sky, his figure growing clearer in everyone's eyes.
The President and the federal officials stared at Alex Ray on the screen, their expressions a mix of shock and denial.
They needed time to process the fact that their adversary, Alex Ray, was the hero who had saved them.
The office fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the image of Alex Ray dominating the screen.
After a long pause, the President spoke, his voice tinged with complexity: "Hold off on any action against Hell's Kitchen for now. As long as Alex Ray doesn't cause trouble, we let it slide. Retract the earlier statements against him."
He didn't mention the commendation he'd promised earlier. The twist of events had blindsided him.
Alex Ray, of all people, was the hero who saved Manhattan.
The President's feelings toward Alex Ray were a tangled mix of admiration and resentment.
The military and federal officials stayed silent, tacitly agreeing with the decision.
They knew trying to recruit Alex Ray now was pointless—past actions had already made him hostile toward them.
They could only hope he wouldn't grow to hate them more because of this.
The officials who hadn't targeted Alex Ray breathed a quiet sigh of relief, already planning to reach out to the hero in hopes of building friendly ties.
It wasn't just the federal elite—every resident of Manhattan stared at Alex Ray in disbelief.
No citizen could look at his image on the screen with calm.
They knew him too well. His name and face had been plastered everywhere in recent days, painted as the malevolent Lord of Hell's Kitchen.
Yet now, he stood before them on the screen, their savior.
The turn of events left everyone stunned and conflicted.
They couldn't fathom that Alex Ray, demonized as the root of evil, was their hero in this moment.
"So, it's not an angel saving us, but the devil himself?" one citizen whispered, voice thick with confusion.
"Is Hell's Kitchen paradise, and we're the ones in hell?" another muttered, grappling with the surreal reality.
"No way, this is all fake!" someone shouted, unable to accept the truth, clinging to the idea that this was a dream—a nightmare.
"This is just a stunt by the Lord of Hell to trick us into trusting him!" another yelled, convinced it was all a grand conspiracy.
Those who had once vilified Hell's Kitchen now wallowed in regret.
They began to question their own words and actions, realizing that the true hell wasn't Hell's Kitchen but the prejudice and ignorance in their hearts.
Yet amid the chaos and confusion, some stayed level-headed.
They chose to wait and hear what Alex Ray had to say.
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As the plot unfolds, it dives deep into the Spider-Verse, Avengers War and the Marvel Multiverse, weaving in epic elements from Endgame, God of Stories Loki, Kang the Conqueror, the Council of Kangs, the Council of Reeds, and even Franklin Richards.
Expect mind-bending twists with Deadpool breaking the fourth wall, going on a rampage that includes killing everyone... even the authors themselves.
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