And secondly, we should follow her to the underground level to examine and figure out why the hell Magneto needed us.
"Sigh," finishing a fresh portion of the sweet drink in one gulp, I sighed sorrowfully. "A pretty girl could have invited me to a secluded dark corner for a more thorough acquaintance, but instead I'm offered a trip to a secret laboratory where the complex of measures for studying me," I winked slyly at Storm, "will clearly not be what I would have liked. Life is pain, a...
2025-12-29 03:42:44 +0000 UTC
View Post
And say what you will, but even the local Tony Stark is actually a genius.
Why "even"? Well, the original Tony not from the Cinematic Universe spun all sorts of S.H.I.E.L.D.s on his reproductive organ and never bent under any Fury, rather bending everyone else himself, so much so that the US government was afraid to even squeak.
And he had his own team of supers, and he created the Avengers himself, in partnership, by the way, with Xavier and other Players of world pol...
2025-12-29 03:40:27 +0000 UTC
View Post
On the internet, I mostly searched for data on the world and iconic figures to definitively establish which historical period I had landed in.
I managed to watch the famous press conference of Tony Stark, where he admitted to being Iron Man.
Everything matched, starting from Downey Jr.'s face and ending with the long pause before the confession.
That happened two months ago, and the passions had already subsided, but there were more than enough links to all sorts...
2025-12-29 03:38:29 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Do you have chocolate chip cookies at your school?"
"Hmm…" Ha! I got him! "I think there might be a few packs in the kitchen," the mutant replied cautiously.
"Excellent," I stood up from the chair and extended my hand to Charles. "I am your man! If, of course, you are interested in working with an eccentric divine entity," I added the important clarification.
"You know, this isn't exactly how I imagined a meeting with a God…" the telepath said, shaking my hand.
"T...
2025-12-29 03:32:42 +0000 UTC
View Post
"And Odin, is he…" Charles fell silent, searching for words.
"No, he's not dying," I understood my interlocutor's difficulty.
"He falls into a kind of coma called the Odinsleep. He can spend anywhere from a few years to a couple of centuries in it and sort of even rejuvenate, but I'm not sure about the latter, in my memory, he hasn't entered it for a long time yet."
I fell silent, sinking into someone else's memory, but quickly shook myself. "So he'll have fun ...
2025-12-28 08:39:51 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Reasonable," I was starting to like this conversation more and more. "But back to business. You're right, I have things to discuss with you. But the question is, are you ready to listen? Because despite all your cordiality, something tells me you still don't believe the name I gave is real."
"All mutant names based on their abilities are real, even if they aren't written in documents," Xavier's gaze became a tad more serious.
"But if you wish to convince me that you are the...
2025-12-28 08:39:18 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Hey, we don't do anything like that against civilians!" Cyclops was outraged.
"So transporting corpses, weapons, and illegally crossing the border is for the benefit of the civilian population? And that's just one episode we know for a fact and even participated in!" I happily slapped the armrests of the chair. "Gorgeous! We have terrorist-pacifists here! A rare breed!"
"Terrorists?" Rogue exhaled.
"It is not quite as your friend said," the elderly mutant in the wheelchair ...
2025-12-28 08:38:38 +0000 UTC
View Post
We reached our destination by evening and descended into a hidden hangar beneath a basketball court in the twilight.
I’m not kidding, if in cartoons they flew out of hangar doors in some cliffside, here they genuinely built an airfield under a basketball court that slid aside when takeoff or landing was required.
It looked cool, but I was starting to suspect that Professor X allowed himself a few liberties regarding wiping the memories of those around him.
Othe...
2025-12-28 08:37:55 +0000 UTC
View Post
The flight to New York wasn't memorable. The atmosphere on board was tense, conversation was non-existent, and there were no windows to stare out of, in short, deadly boring.
I had to entertain myself with psychoanalysis and attempts to figure out if I had finally gone completely insane by voluntarily letting them take me to the strongest telepath on the planet.
The conclusion was that I hadn't gone insane; I just didn't always consciously process my brain's conclusions and ...
2025-12-27 12:54:13 +0000 UTC
View Post
"There's also a girl, but she's powdering her nose right now," I smiled. "Hey, Rogue, you alive back there?" raising my voice slightly, I asked the girl huddled on the other side of the car.
"Yes! I'm fine!" the fan of extreme tourism answered, rising from all fours. She looked pale, but overall passable.
"Excellent." I turned to the X-Men who had now come right up to us. "So, now that the formalities are done, let's move on to more important things!"
"We…" Cyclops started...
2025-12-26 13:11:12 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Loki…" the mutant grimaced, "just… shut up. And throw that head somewhere already! Rogue, you okay?"
"Blargh-h-h…" answered the roadside ditch on the other side of the car.
Well, there you go. I share food with someone free of charge, and they immediately translate it so ungracefully. I am saddened.
And… this is probably also a sign of a not-entirely-healthy psyche, but… I’m still saddened. I wanted to eat those sandwiches myself.
"Sigh, nobody appre...
2025-12-26 13:10:39 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Hey, you alive in there?!"
"If I were you, I'd look around, because trees don't just fall on cars by themselves," I warned the mutant as I clicked the lock open.
I didn't remember exactly how the canonical Sabretooth attack went down, but apparently, exactly like this.
Just then, the bushes crunched, and the expected "caveman" attacked the man who had just managed to "unsheathe" his claws.
His dash was quite fast, much faster than the move Wolverine showed...
2025-12-25 07:33:12 +0000 UTC
View Post
Rogue probably wouldn't have minded speaking up either, but she didn't dare to be pushy; from her perspective, she’d already crossed the line of acceptable impudence long ago.
However, she was a teenager, so she couldn't sit in silence for long. She started looking around, searching for a topic of conversation. But, contrary to my predictions, it was Wolverine who cracked first.
"What kind of name is 'Loki'?" he snorted.
"Asgardian," I shrugged. "You can also call me Loft,...
2025-12-25 07:32:41 +0000 UTC
View Post
"And what kind of help were you talking about?"
The voice suddenly ringing out behind him made the mutant flinch.
And not just him, behind the girl, who jumped in place, stood his smiling passenger as if nothing had happened.
When he had managed to appear there in under a second without squeaking a door or crunching the snow was completely incomprehensible.
"I’m not running a taxi service," Logan deemed it necessary to warn, realizing where this was going...
2025-12-25 07:31:57 +0000 UTC
View Post
Wolverine. Same time, same place.
Starting the engine, Logan side-eyed his unexpected passenger.
The sleek kid, who you’d be hard-pressed to guess was a day over twenty-five, was lounging comfortably in the passenger seat, watching the street go by as if nothing had happened.
Where he had managed to stash the stolen plate of sandwiches was a complete mystery, just like everything else about him.
The stranger's long dark hair was slicked back pe...
2025-12-25 07:31:26 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Thank you," clearly feeling out of place, the girl nevertheless readily grabbed the sandwich and hurried to take a bite.
"Ellis Island, once the arrival point for thousands of immigrants to our shores, is opening its doors once again," the announcer's voice began to broadcast on the TV as soon as a music video ended.
"Preparations for the United Nations summit are practically complete, and since nearly all invitees have confirmed their attendance, this summit p...
2025-12-25 07:30:51 +0000 UTC
View Post
In general, viewing other people's memories via magic felt very different from perceiving Loki’s memories in my own head. Maybe that’s why he couldn't do anything about my arrival.
However, how that arrival happened remains a mystery to me. I didn't remember the circumstances of my "death" in my past life as a human, nor did I remember what the very last chronological memory was.
It was roughly the same with Loki, though to a lesser extent, I remembered the day ...
2025-12-23 05:15:59 +0000 UTC
View Post
So, every one of Logan’s strikes was smoothly deflected, only occasionally meeting a hard block. And every block or deflection was followed by a counterattack. And every time, it turned out to be quite nasty, or rather, devious.
A feint toward the face just to cover a low kick to the knee? Obviously! A jab into a nerve cluster to deaden the arm? Naturally! A kick under the diaphragm to cut off his breath? As it turned out, I love it, I know it, I practice it.
My fightin...
2025-12-23 05:15:29 +0000 UTC
View Post
Well, that’s just great… I wonder, did I accidentally stumble from one franchise into another, or is this even worse than I initially thought?
Instead of just the Avengers' drunken brawls with Hydras, Ultrons, and Thanoses, does this world also feature a psychedelic marathon of X-Men vs. Sentinels, Apocalypse, and two separate pirate copies of the Phoenix, all accompanied by interspecies race wars?
"Any other takers willing to try their luck with the Champion?!" the flab...
2025-12-21 12:52:15 +0000 UTC
View Post
Northern Alberta, Canada.
My initial fear that I’d landed in Russia, somewhere near Magadan, turned out to be happily mistaken.
As it turns out, vast desolate expanses, crappy roads leading from nowhere to nowhere, and endless snow aren't exclusive to the Motherland; Canada boasts them too.
Nice country, by the way. Beautiful. But big.
Even though I'm a representative of a divine race and technically can't get tired or freeze to death, trudging...
2025-12-21 12:49:33 +0000 UTC
View Post
I hate this..
But I am here. And it looks like I’m heading to Earth anyway. Because frankly, it doesn't matter where I run; this whole universe is going to get leveled by Thanos in his bedazzled glove in a few years regardless. At least Earth has the internet.
And potatoes.
Asgard doesn't have potatoes. The locals prefer game meat and weird fruits, but I love fried potatoes. Dying with a belly full of fried potatoes is better than dying without them.
Or at leas...
2025-12-21 12:48:27 +0000 UTC
View Post
You know the feeling, right?
You’re standing by the window in the morning, a fresh breeze is tousling your hair, birds are singing somewhere in the distance, golden sunlight is dancing on the walls, nothing hurts, nothing aches, nothing is even bulging out in the wrong places, and your heart is just filled with peace and grace…
Well, I had exactly that. Just with one teensy-weensy little clarification.
With every passing second, it was becoming increasingly clea...
2025-12-21 09:42:52 +0000 UTC
View Post
His own soldiers, who were currently surrounding the room for his "protection," didn't seem that impressed either. Harry himself wasn't the strongest, or most skilled, swordsman in the world, but he had a very large, and very heavy, Skelligan named Grogik who trained them, relentlessly. They were both highly skilled, and brutally savage, in combat. Harry also made sure that all of his soldiers, every last one of them, received the same, high-quality, standardized equipment and training, unlik...
2025-10-10 14:27:59 +0000 UTC
View Post
…
One Year Later
Harry's POV:
"Good day to you, King Harry," a cheerful, familiar voice said.
Harry looked up from the thick, leather-bound book he was currently writing in. Asal, the elf-spy, was approaching his desk, a warm, friendly smile plastered on his face. Harry said nothing in response to the approaching man/elf. He just gave him a slight, almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgement.
"Asal," Harry commented lightly, "I'm surprised...
2025-09-26 15:32:16 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Ah, Asal," Francesca said, her voice a soft, melodious sound in the ancient Elven tongue, like the sweetest of bird melodies. "It is good to see you again. I trust, by you contacting me so soon, that you have had success?"
"I have, my Mistress," Asal responded, his own Elvish smooth and respectful, eagerly giving his information, desperate to please her.
"The Black Mage, or Harry Potter as he is apparently called here, has granted me full citizenship to his new kingdom...
2025-09-25 14:29:52 +0000 UTC
View Post
She looked at him, and then down at the ground, a deep, thoughtful frown on her face, clearly thinking hard about the monumental, life-altering offer she had just been given by him.
"I… I want to think on this," she said finally, her voice quiet but firm. "More than just for a few moments, right now. It… it sounds like you're offering me something far more than just simple self-defense training, and I want to make absolutely sure that I make the right choice. For me."
Harry al...
2025-09-24 16:27:08 +0000 UTC
View Post
Merri didn't move for another long moment, before she finally, slowly, turned back towards him. She wasn't glaring, or frowning anymore, which he took as a good sign.
"I don't want him here," she told him, her voice firm, but no longer angry. "I think it's an unnecessary risk to everyone here, except for you, just for something you want, for some game you're playing."
Harry thought for a moment on what she was saying. She was partially right, in a way. From her perspective, it was...
2025-09-23 13:35:40 +0000 UTC
View Post
"Oh, no need," Asal said quickly, a little too quickly. "I think I have already made my choice. I suspect, my lord, that at some point you plan to have these yellow-colored zones be set aside for merchant use, for shops and such, but what are these green areas, if I may ask?"
"They will be government property," Harry said vaguely, "buildings and facilities to be used how I, and the future city council, decide at a later date." He already knew exactly what he was going to do with most of...
2025-09-22 15:05:00 +0000 UTC
View Post
Perhaps Nilfgaard, then? No, probably not. Emperor Emhyr would, no doubt, dismiss his little northern kingdom, even if he had heard of it, purely on the fact that the man would be arrogant enough to believe himself completely untouchable by something so new, so small, and so far away.
Hmm. It was clear he would not find out the truth right now. But perhaps, Harry thought to himself, a slow, cunning smile beginning to form on his lips, perhaps he could take advantage of this particular s...
2025-09-21 15:29:11 +0000 UTC
View Post
Harry looked at her, a flicker of surprise in his eyes at the sudden, sharp question. What had caused her to ask such a thing, out of the blue? "I have," he responded back, his voice taking on an obvious, and he was sure, quite chilling, lack of emotion. It was obvious, even to himself.
"Which war were you involved in?" she asked, leaning forward slightly.
Harry waved his hand dismissively at the question. "Not one you would have ever heard of, or have ever seen before," he told h...
2025-09-20 14:36:33 +0000 UTC
View Post
