Returning once again to the Stark family’s villa, Henry arrived driving his vintage 1965 third-generation Cadillac DeVille.
Standing beside the passenger seat, he held a single red rose in his hand—waiting to welcome Katharine Hepburn aboard.
The 84-year-old lady stepped out in a violet ladies’ suit, a wide-brimmed silk sun hat, and white opera-length gloves. Her look was unmistakably retro, yet radiated refined elegance.
Henry offered her the rose and compl...
After dinner, unlike other soirées filled with afterparties or late-night activities, this gathering ended quietly.
Alex and Mrs. Hart were the first to leave. Before going, Mr. Hart handed Henry a private business card and also took down Henry’s number. The look in his eyes was hard to read.
Katharine, meanwhile, was staying in the Stark family’s Beverly Hills villa—this was her temporary home while in Los Angeles. She wasn’t going anywhere.
But she stil...
ZZZAAAAPPP!
Twin beams of searing heat vision tore through the nearest Decepticon like a hot knife through butter.
Its reinforced alloy armor—supposedly resistant to modern artillery—offered zero resistance. The upper half of its body slid cleanly off with a hiss of steam, thudding to the ground a heartbeat before the legs toppled.
"What?!"
Wiper and the surviving Decepticons reeled in disbelief.
His eyes… were weapons?!
Not just beams...
Decepticons screamed—short, synthetic bursts of noise—before being sliced apart mid-transformation.
Limbs melted. Chassis exploded.
In seconds, eight Decepticons were down.
"Regroup! Fall back!" Wiper howled, scrambling to put distance between himself and the monster in human form.
But Alex was already behind him.
CRACK!
A backhand sent Wiper flying like a missile, his metallic form ricocheting off three others before skidding into the dirt in...
"But with your abilities, you could help so many more people," Tony insisted.
Henry didn’t bother wasting time in a philosophical morality debate. He shot back directly, “Tony, your family’s rich, right? Actually, forget your family—you yourself are rich, no question.”
Though a little annoyed, Tony didn’t deny it. “Yeah. Being rich isn’t a crime, is it?”
“Of course not. So let’s say you—or your family—took all that money and gave $10,000 ...
A shimmering, translucent barrier erupted in front of the mutants, stretching wide like a dome of rippling light.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The energy blasts slammed into it—one after another—blinding flashes lighting up the battlefield as if dozens of suns had exploded at once.
But not a single blast got through.
Not one.
Behind the shield, the mutants stared in awe, mouths agape.
> “He blocked all of that… without even moving.”
<...
BOOM!
The ground shook as if struck by a titan's fist.
The Decepticon sent flying by Havok crashed down, its chest crumpled inward. Sparks burst in all directions, and mechanical components spilled from the gaping wound in a noisy cascade of metal.
> “Cough! Cough!”
The Decepticon wheezed, spitting out more broken parts with every convulsion.
> “What?!”
The other Decepticons were stunned.
One strike—just ...
“Wow!” Katharine was the first to exclaim in amazement. “Little Henry, are you seriously bulletproof?”
“Well, I’ll admit—it does hurt. But the bullet doesn’t go through.” Henry told a small lie.
Truth be told, there was no pain at all. Even the slight indentation in his palm and the recoil were just for show. He didn’t want to come across as too inhuman in front of others.
“Wait a minute!” Tony Stark shouted, cutting off everyone else befor...
After hearing Henry's response, Katharine Hepburn sighed, “What a shame. When I was young, I loved acting so much that I let it blind me—I didn’t see what kind of place Hollywood really was.
“By the time I finally saw clearly, I was already caught in the whirlpool, unable to escape. If I had the chance to do it all over again, maybe I would’ve stayed in that little theater instead.”
Henry said regretfully, “Then the world would’ve been short one major sta...
Western dining has no such taboo as “no talking while eating”—in fact, the slow pace of serving courses is designed to let guests enjoy the food and engage in conversation, building connections in the process.
Under Katharine Hepburn’s firm insistence, Tony Stark reluctantly recounted how he first met Henry.
Just after chewing through an asparagus spear, Katharine quipped, “So, what you’re saying is—on your very first meeting, both little Tony and that othe...
> “Colonel Atkins, we’ll take it from here.”
> “Please, evacuate your men immediately.”
In the tense silence of the battlefield, Professor Charles Xavier was the first to speak, addressing Colonel Atkins with calm authority.
What came next was bound to be a full-scale escalation—a clash far beyond what ordinary humans should be involved in.
And honestly, they’d only get in the way.
> “Charles Xavier, I appreciate the ...
A cold, emotionless expression settled on Erik’s face as he slowly lowered his right hand, as if he'd just swatted away a trivial nuisance.
BOOM!
The massive remains of Rattlesnake—now split into chunks—slammed into the earth, kicking up plumes of dust and smoke.
The ground trembled beneath their feet.
And then—silence.
The entire battlefield fell into a stunned stillness.
Neither Colonel Atkins and his soldiers, nor the Decepticons like Bonec...
"Who’s the one in charge?" Tony Stark asked.
Alex replied candidly, “At my level, I don’t know their identities. But there are two people currently vying to become the public face.”
“Who?”
“A little guy named Epstein, and a Black man they call Puff Daddy.”
“A... Black man?” Tony was stunned.
“Yeah, that’s how bizarre this world is. A guy who clawed his way into a considerable amount of Hollywood resources through vulgar means now ...
Howard Stark’s study was nothing like the kind of room you’d expect in a typical wealthy household.
There weren’t shelves of leather-bound books or antique tomes left untouched for years, purely for show. Instead, the room was filled with journals, bound manuscripts, and printed book drafts—some stood upright, others piled up haphazardly.
Every single book—or book-like item—in this room looked like it had been flipped through countless times. Sticky tabs poke...
In the end, no one cooked. They left that to the professional French culinary team.
And since it was a proper dinner gathering, naturally the attendees weren’t limited to just Henry, Tony, and Ms. Katharine Hepburn.
Also present was a high-profile couple from the financial world—Alex Hart, the CEO of Mastercard, and his wife.
Perhaps because Henry was clearly an outsider, Mr. Hart didn’t try to dominate the conversation with financial jargon. Instead, he ful...
Walking behind Tony Stark who wore a tailored suit, collar unbuttoned, no tie or bow tie in sight—Henry was extremely glad he’d given up on the waterlogged suit he’d once bought. Instead, he had wisely chosen to rent a new one for the occasion.
Though he couldn’t yet distinguish the difference between custom-made and bargain-bin suits, at least he didn’t look out of place.
In his hands, he carried a bouquet of yellow roses and lilies—a traditional American co...
What the hell just happened?
Every Decepticon on the ground stared skyward, dumbfounded, as flames erupted in the sky where Dreadwing had just been.
“Did… did Dreadwing just get destroyed?!”
Bonecrusher couldn’t help but mutter aloud, disbelief clear in his voice.
It was just a human fighter jet. That shouldn’t have been a threat to Dreadwing at all.
He’d taken down more helicopters and combat aircraft over the past few days than they cou...
"Incoming!"
Inside the Blackbird Jet, every mutant onboard stiffened in alarm. Whatever debate they’d been having about who was the strongest mutant ended instantly.
All heads turned toward the window.
Sure enough—
Another fighter jet had somehow crept up right beside them, flying parallel and aggressively closing in.
RATATATATA!
RATATATATA!
Gunfire erupted as the enemy jet opened fire without mercy, its twin rotary cannons spinning wit...
Rochester.
At the heart of the city center.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
RATATATATAT!
The thunder of explosions and gunfire echoed relentlessly.
Seven Decepticons rampaged through what used to be a bustling downtown, now reduced to crumbling ruins. They engaged the front lines of the U.S. military in a brutal firefight.
Scattered across the torn-up streets lay the wreckage of overturned tanks, tactical assault vehicles, and armored transports.
This wa...
“All right, everyone. Hank’s prepped our high-intensity tactical suits. You’ve got five minutes to gear up!”
Charles didn’t waste time with more speeches. After the rallying words were done, he got straight to business.
Off to the side, Selena gestured, and several aides wheeled out a large case.
Clang!
The lid swung open—revealing rows of black-and-gray armored suits, each one customized for protection and mobility.
Given that their enemies weren’...
Henry gave an awkward expression and said bluntly, “The producer fired me—wanted to avoid any further conflict between us.”
Tony asked directly, “So… do you want me to help get your job back? Or maybe introduce you to something else? And just so we’re clear, I’m not doing this because I feel obligated.”
“I know. And no need,” Henry shook his head. “This was just everyone being cautious and making decisions for themselves. Even if you hadn’t said a...
The effectiveness of their suppressive fire and coordinated movement left no doubt—the third group of gunmen was nothing like the amateur cannon fodder they'd faced earlier. These guys were pros.
Tony wanted to stop them. But crouching behind the stone planter, he was clearly pinned down by a few well-placed warning shots. If Henry hadn’t yanked him back earlier, he’d already be sporting a new hole somewhere important.
The lead gunman shouted, “Target eliminated. Tim...
It wasn’t just Erik who found it surreal.
For Alex and Charles too, standing together again—side by side—was something they never imagined would happen after the split.
Charles glanced from Alex to Erik, and for a fleeting moment, it felt like they were back at Xavier’s School, strategizing like old times.
But of course, that was just an illusion.
Those days were long gone, and they all knew it.
Still, the present crisis left no room for nostalgi...
No one was surprised when Charles finally revealed his purpose.
After all, anyone with half a brain could guess why he had come.
The Decepticons.
> “Why am I not surprised?” Emma Frost crossed her arms, eyeing Charles with sharp disdain.
“You may be a mutant, Charles, but you've always been their dog. And here you are again—fetching their stick.”
Charles glanced at her but didn’t rise to the bait. He had more pressing concerns.
...
Mutant Base – Common Room
> “Alien attacks continue to ravage major cities across the country. Localized warfare has lasted six full days.”
“Preliminary statistics place the death toll at over 8,000, with injuries surpassing 10,000—and those numbers are still climbing.”
“It’s been three days since the extraterrestrial declaration of war, yet the government has remained conspicuously silent, offering little beyond empty platitudes.”
“T...
The White House — Central War Room
Inside the highest seat of authority in the United States, every chair was occupied.
Senators, generals, intelligence chiefs, security advisors—the power elite of America.
If someone were to drop a bomb on this room right now, the entire government would collapse overnight. No exaggeration.
The last time this many top officials had gathered… was the day Alex walked into the Pentagon and left a trail of bodies behind him....
> “As of the 15th, thirty-seven locations across the United States have come under unidentified attacks. From Yellowstone National Park to the Golden Gate Bridge, every targeted site has been reduced to rubble.
Smoke still lingers over the wreckage—collapsed bridges, broken streets, and emergency responders pulling the wounded from piles of debris. The casualty count continues to rise. This… this is nothing short of a catastrophe.
Initial reports confirm that th...
Alex had been right.
Beneath the surface—where no one could see—the undercurrents were already surging.
---
Yellowstone National Park.
On the rooftop of the Historic Heritage Museum, two colossal mechanical giants stood face to face.
One was a towering ten-meter-tall robotic warrior—armor like jagged steel, eyes glowing with malevolent red light.
The other, bulkier and almost spider-like in design, looked twitchy, shifty—scheming.
<...
Tony Stark, full of fire and fury, surged forward like a man possessed—like some kind of gun god. He advanced with textbook tactics, gunning down anyone armed in his path. Shot after shot, it looked like he never missed.
In truth? It was Henry covering from behind—silently cleaning up any of Tony’s missed shots or dropping enemies the young Stark didn’t fully down. And if Tony’s rifle ran low, Henry would quietly land the kill shots.
Strangely enough, the attac...
To become a true superhero, one indispensable quality is the courage to step forward.
That was precisely why—even with his Kryptonian abilities—Henry never considered himself another Superman. Because when danger struck, his first instinct was always self-preservation.
Sure, ever since crossing over to this world, he'd spent nearly twenty years like a blank slate—caged or suffering. But before that, he'd lived for 30, maybe 40 years in his original life. The fire o...