As he got there, Victor could also smell what he could only guess to be smoke, but not much. He walks to the mansion and sees the Howlett family all dead, except for young James Howlett who was on his knees and crying. Mister Howlett was dead, because he took what could be considered as a shotgun blast to the chest. Misses Howlett was dead on the floor with half of her head missing and a shotgun in her hands. Slumped dead to the wall, there was a man who looked like the adult James from his fragmented memory.
Victor also noticed that there were bloody boot prints trailing from the stranger's blood puddle to the busted-up entrance of the mansion, telling him that someone fled from the scene. He then walked closer to James and noticed the changes immediately. James wasn't wearing his glasses for those were on the floor and broken. His canines had gotten sharper. His hands were bloody and each one held three sharp bone claws. Victor then sat in front of James who lifted his head up a bit to see Victor's face.
"Hey James, what happened here? It looks like a fucking bloodbath", Victor said as noticed that his statement had only made James cried a bit more.
"Shit, I'm sorry James. Listen, I'm here for you dude, just tell me what happened", Victor asked him again but in a more comforting tone.
James sniffed and tried his best to explain what occurred in the Howlett mansion.
"First, I got sick today and my mom said that it was really bad. So, she told me to go to sleep and I did, but then I heard a loud noise. So, I went to check, and dad was dead and I… I… Just went mad and these things came out of my hands and… and… am I a killer now", he struggled to say through all the tears.
Victor knew how soft James was, but this was enough. James lost his family just like he did, so he decided to be his family. He needed to push James that they couldn't let the world just push them around like this. They were quirkless boy now given these mutations and with them they can finally fight back. He will make James stronger and better so that not even heroes and villains could beat him. But first, they needed to get out of here. After some convincing, young Victor Creed was able to get the young James back on his feet with a promise that the two of them will be brothers in arms and that they be stronger than any person with a quirk. Before he did all that, he had to give James a new name. After much thinking, they decided that James would be named Logan.
Thus, after one year, the two boys had become brothers and working with one another to survive the Canadian wilderness. These mutations that have occurred in their bodies were almost identical to what mutation quirks could be. Both of their senses had been enhanced and made them expert hunters and trackers. Their claws can be used as weapons and be use for means of scaling tall or massive obstacles. After a bear attack, they found out they were also given a healing factor that made them almost unkillable. Once they trained their bodies to get use to these abilities, they were to make a home from an abandoned log house in the forest near a small town. They would make money from hunting wild game and minor jobs in the local farms. Once they had enough, they used it to buy tools and equipment to repair broken part of the log house. They later came to a situation where they no longer had money for food, so had to hunt geese and duck for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. They even cooked a pack of wolves. They would've been on the verge of becoming savages, if not for their healing factors slowing down their starvation. They had lived peacefully, until they were awakened by a loud rumbling from outside their log house.
"Victor, what was that?", a nine-year-old Logan asked.
"I don't know Logan. Remember, if we get surrounded, back to back", an eleven-year-old Victor Creed said to his little brother.
As the two got out of their log house, they were met by a hovering Quinjet that landed in front of them. The brothers then got into battling positions as the jet opened to reveal two people walking out. They were Director Carter and Forge.
"Hello boys, you seemed to be doing fine on your own for a whole year. But now, it's time to return to good old civilization", Forge said to the two boys who merely stayed on the defensive.
Forge looks to the little kid who come to someday become the Wolverine and offer a small smile.
"Hey Logan, long time no see", Forge said to young Logan with a waving hand.
"Uh, hi", Logan said back with confused tone.
"How do you know his name", Victor Creed demanded.
"It's because Creed, we are SHIELD. We are supposed to know everything. For example, the entirety of the Creed family fortune that you should have inherited. However, SHIELD has claimed full possession of it, as well as the Howlett family fortune", Carter said as she pulls out her phone to reveal their families bank accounts and life insurance.
"That's all of our family's money, why do you guys have it?", Creed angrily asked.
"Because with it, you could stay put and listen to what we have to say. Tell me, how did your bodies gone through a mutation even though your medical records say that both of you are quirkless", Carter dropped the question that the two brothers themselves had wondering for years.
"Allow me to answer that for you, you two are still quirkless", Carter said which finally made the boys drop their guard.
Carter then gestured to Forge to pass her the tablet which he did and then decided to go wait in the Quinjet.
"If you need anything Carter, just holler", Forge said as he yawned.
Carter then showed the two brother two different high definition images of human blood vessels.
"You see this. These are two different blood vessels from two different people. One belongs to a person with a quirk and the other belongs to a person without a quirk. Notice how they both look the same, but what most doctors don't know is that if put an ultraviolet light over these vessels, you'll get this", Carter explained as she switches to the next image.
"These tiny white specs that are attached to the red blood cells are called quirk microcells. If under normal light, they are invisible, but under an ultraviolet light they could be clear as day. One other thing is the blood vessel on the left is mine and the one on the right is yours Victor Creed. Your blood vessels don't hold any quirk microcells and thus you are completely quirkless, which brings me to why exactly you two have these mutant abilities. Tell me, do you two believe in reincarnation?", Carter asked which made the brothers more confused about the situation.
"Right well, I do believe that this could be better explained up there", Carter said as she pointed up.
The two brothers looked up to see far in the sky was the helicarrier in all its glory. Being astonished by the massive aerial mobile base, they failed to notice Director Carter spraying a bluish substance at their face. In a matter of seconds, Creed and Logan both fell to the snowy floor unconscious. Carter then proceeded to drag the boys into the Quinjet. With Victor now being held, Carter and Forge will now have to for the others.
Max Eisenhardt Origin
Ever since the events that took place in the Howling Commandos invasions on Berlin during the year 2131, the European continent had a civil war epidemic that has lasted for thirty eight years with government aligned heroes and "reformed" villains fighting off a rebellion group made up of vigilantes, outlawed heroes, and even rebel civilians. Major cities had been less affected by all the conflicts, while countryside and outskirts had been turned into a battlefield where Europe's most dangerous quirks battle each other for superiority of ideals. On the sidelines, anarchy groups had even begin to fiddle around with society. It has become so bad that the United Nations had given full authority on the continent's borders and provided certain dates of the year for both sides to have a ceasefire.
The only two countries that remained safe from the conflicts were France and Switzerland for they had become the first to announce peace within its people through the political involvement of Director Carter and the secret black operations conducted by her Thunderbolt team made up of Punisher, Trick Shot, and Black Knight. France and Switzerland were SHIELD's foothold for a secret world war that the rest of the world didn't know about. For in the shadows, the forces of SHIELD and Hydra had been battling each other for either the peace or dominance of the European continent.
Hydra had pulled strings to slow down SHIELD's progress to settle peace with the governments and its people by causing atrocities through minor government influence that had caused major domino effects with the European societies. The Netherlands and Belgium had become a pit of misery as poverty and homeless plague the streets as the rich perform most of the hero duties. The number one hero of Netherlands was a man who went by the hero name Oedipus the King, a secretly corrupt hero who had his own ideals for the security of his country and was on Hydra payroll for he was one of their lieutenants. His quirk was named Tragedy.
Iceland was not doing as bad as the other European countries due to its low population and for the odd weather conditions that has been occurring since the year 2159. Another reason for their odd time of neutrality was that Iceland was the only European country that didn't have heroes or villains, not even vigilantes. Italy had become the current stage of the war between SHIELD and Hydra as SHIELD forces being led by the Thunderbolts face off against Hydra influence heroes and quote on quote reformed villains being led by the number one hero of Italy. This hero was a man who went by the hero name The Venetian Noble and he was the user of a quirk called Venice Personified.
Ireland and the United Kingdom were lucky enough to have received the most yearly cease fires but weren't lucky enough to not have conflict for they have the most problems with many different anarchy groups. More problems only arise when two major anarchist groups had joined forces due to their two leaders being in a romantic relationship and getting married to one another. These two were once vigilantes, but now had become a criminal power couple. They were known as Romeo Plus and Juliet the Second. Romeo's quirk was called Star Crossed and Juliet's was called Poison Bonds.
Spain and Portugal were countries that most wish to not talk about rumors of occult activities had been mixed their fair share of civil war as bloody battles left gory results as pro-government heroes are led by the Spaniard number one hero Prospero who had a quirk similar to the Japanese blood hero Vlad King, but records say that his quirks had far less limitations.
Norway, Sweden, and Finland were involved in what could be a three-way war for resources and dominance over the sea line. Norway's hero community was led by a hero duo made up of twin siblings known as Shipwreck and Rewriter. Sweden was being led by an African Sweden hero named Othello. Finland's was led by another blood type hero named King Lear.
But now, the yearly ceasefire was over, and the civil wars had commenced once again, but this time in Germany. However, Germany was already going through many political headaches, but the most radical one came in the form of a reformed villain being announce the country's leader on the 2168 election. All this did was cause more conflict for the people and their civil war had gotten to the point where even children with extraordinary quirk joined in the rebellion. Most German children were placed into the rebel group by their parents who were also a part of the group as foot soldiers. Later, most parents had complied to this condition, except for one married couple who just didn't want their son and daughter to join. This family was known as the Eisenhardt and they were trying so hard to keep their family safe from all the fighting.
The Eisenhardt family was made up of five family members. The head of the family was a man named Jakob Eisenhardt who lived in a house in Nuremberg, Germany with his wife Edie Eisenhardt, his daughter Ruth Eisenhardt, and his son Max Eisenhardt. Jakob had served in the German armed forces and left the military life to run a small business that mostly focus on technical repairs like laptops and other electronics. His quirk was called Tool Hands which allowed him to convert his whole hand or a single finger into any tool he wanted. His wife Edie worked as a nurse at the local hospital. Her quirk was called Humming Healing which allowed her to heal her patients just by humming a tune she knew. Their daughter Ruth and their son Max were just fifth graders about to be done with their elementary school. Ruth's quirk was called Pink Pallet which allows her to temporarily turn anything Pink and turn anything that was pink into a random color. But Max, oh poor max, he wasn't quirkless, but instead was born with a quirk called Metal Reformation that allowed him to permanently change any metals into other types of metals. He could turn copper into nickel, turn titanium into iron, or turn silver into gold. It was for this that both the rebellion and German government wanted to gain full possession over him for the possibility of having an endless amount of valuable metals especially gold.
Young Max Eisenhardt understood why his parents didn't want him or his sister involved in Germany's own civil war for his parents believed that children shouldn't have to damn themselves to spilling the blood of their fellow countrymen. He'd just wished that his uncle Erich didn't had to join the rebellion. At least his uncle would send letters to provide relief to the family that he was still alive. Much like his father, uncle Erich was another source of guidance for young max to understand the struggle of a childhood. As Jakob would teach his son how to be a kind man, Erich would teach his nephew on importance of having principles and standing up for a cause. Throughout his life, the adults in his life had been his only rock in reality. His father was knowledge, his uncle was toughness, and his mother was nurture. However, it only got harder during the last month of the fifth grade.
Max and Ruth were excellent at school, receiving high grades and performed in their junior athletics. Unfortunately, it did not matter for their classmates had become influence by the civil wars to even acknowledge each other. Max would be the occasional bully victim for when the older kids of their grade needed to release some anger. He wasn't bullied for his quirk, because his parents had taught him to keep his quirk a secret so that no kid would force him to turn any metals into gold. They knew a family friend who was a doctor at the hospital they went to check Max's and Ruth's quirks and asked if they could hide their son's quirk for his safety. The doctor accepted their request and instead of classifying Max's quirk as Metal Reformation, he recorded it as Copper Creator. For his whole time in elementary school, Max has made it so no one would acknowledge his quirk and leave him and his sister alone. However, that didn't lower his chances of being targeted by the more violent kids. He was bullied for his ideology of a united Germany and that the civil war held no resolve either side. His classmates would deem him a coward and teased him for being cannon fodder as the rebel heroes and pro-government heroes were the dream every child. This had also caused many German schools take precautions for many of their students have divided into gangs were either with or against the rebellion.
The one thing that made it bearable for Max to continue to go to school and moving forward to middle school was that he was in love with a certain girl in his grade. This girl was named Magda Groft and she was Max's only friend. The day they first met was what gave Max the strength to pull himself through the pain that comes for him daily. Every time Max would remember how they met; he would smile every time for what she did for him.
"Hello there", Max opened his eyes and see a girl looking down at him.
"Hello, who are you", Max asked as he tried to get up, but struggled from the bruises.
"Magda Groft. Hey why are you so bruised?``, she asked as she helped him up.
"I just had fought with some jerks from my school", he begrudgingly said.
"Do all the boys in your school fight each other", she asked with a worried tone.
"Kind of, yeah", max said tiredly.
"So, what's your name"
"I'm max"
Magda smiled at that.
"That's a nice name. So, do you go by the school that's close to this park, because that's the one I'm going to", she asked as they walked out of the park.
"Oh really. Well yeah, I do go to that one, but what grade do go to?", max asked out of curiosity.
"I'm going to start in the fourth grade", she answered.
"Me too", he said to her in a sad tone.
"Do you have any friends max?", Magda asked him.
"No, not really", he answered her.
"Well, can I be your friend?", she said to him with a smile
Max was wide eyed and looked at her. He wondered if she was crazy, because no one would wish to be near him.
"You sure about that. Bullies will be after me and they would try to get you too", Max asked her worryingly.
"I'm not scared, I'm brave", she said with confidence.
Max didn't want to say no, but he knew things would become complicated if they do become friends. Still, it would be good to have a friend. Someone that would be next to him whenever he's alone. Someone to share his beliefs with. Another girl that Ruth could talk to and play with. It sounded nice, so he said yes. They had become friends ever since. They were always together during the fifth grade and hung out more during the beginning of summer.
On the third week of July, Max's family would go introduce themselves to the Groft family. The Groft family consists of three members, a father, a mother, and a daughter. The father of the family was a man named Rolf Groft who had a quirk that allows him to sprout wheat seeds from his body. His wife Anya Groft has a similar quirk that allows her to sprout watermelon seeds from her body. Though her parents have similar quirks, Magda's quirk does allow her to produce something out from her body, but instead of a type of seed she can only produce metal nuts and bolts that are made of iron-based metals. It was safe to assume that they were a farming family and it has been that way for as long as Magda remember.
At the park where Max and Magda first met, the Eisenhardt family and the Grofts had decided to meet and spend the day getting to know one another. The day was just perfect and peaceful. Max had felt so happy having their two families together and this was enough to make him look forward for when his first day in middle school, because he knows Magda will be there for him. He was absolutely at peace… until the tear gas canisters started to rain down all over the park.
Squads of German Armed Forces started to surround the park and begun to restrain civilians would try to flee from the park. The Eisenhardt family and the Grofts had tried to escape but were immediately caught and put to the ground with guns trained on them. With their hands over their heads, the two families waited for anything to happen to them and that's when Jakob Eisenhardt spoke up.
"Why are you doing this to us? We've done nothing wrong?", he said to the soldiers above him.
"Silence citizen. You and every civilian in this park are suspects to a government investigation, so you and your family must stay down and obey our authority", the soldier yelled back.
"But this is absolutely unethical, why do this to those that had nothing wrong", Edie protested.
"I said silence citizen. Every civilian here is under arrest for treason against the German government. We have information that some families in this park are members of the terrorist rebellion group", the soldier yelled once again.
"Now now soldier, we are all German born and raised. We shouldn't be breaking the suspects before they are proven themselves guilty", a new voice said as walked into the scene.
The two families looked forward to seeing a lieutenant of the German Armed Forces had come right in front of them.
"LIEUTENANT RAVET, SIR", the soldier saluted and stood in attention.
"At ease men, we are here under orders of yerr President Ado Sicilian to arrest any who align with the rebellion. Honestly, to challenge the prestige glory of beloved government while the age of heroes with amazing quirks is at its most flourishing is simply disgraceful to our country. What say you, Jakob Eisenhardt", Lieutenant Ravet said to the down Eisenhardt.
"Ravet, my family has nothing to do with the rebellion and I doubt any of the families here today have nothing to do with neither", Jakob said to him.
"Really now. I highly doubt that claim. For you see, what I hold here is a list of names of family members who contribute to the rebellion's resources and there is one name that interest me. Fourth to the bottom of the list holds the name known as Erich Eisenhardt, your brother"
Jakob froze at that statement. Both him and his family were filled with fear for the fate that beheld their beloved brother and uncle.
"My brother, Erich. Alright, yes, my brother is a part of the rebellion, but he never involved us in any of their activities. So, like I said the family you see before you have nothing to do with the rebellion, Jakob said as he continued to defend his family from arrested.
"That would be the case for you, Mister Eisenhardt. However, I can't really say the same thing about Grofts. After all, their farms have sold many of their produce to the rebellion. Now don't look worried, I am a fair man. We shall make a deal. I order the release of the Grofts and every other family that is being subjected in this public area if your family would come with us to discuss matters about Erich Eisenhardt", Ravet offered.
The Eisenhardt family all decided that it was best to not allow harm to be put others for problems. Once the Grofts could leave the park, Max and his family were sent to the northern part of the park by the soldier and Lieutenant Ravet. There they had witnessed a shocking truth. Surrounding the outside premises of the park, the German hero community standing guard to keep the press and any of the other civilians who might post it on social media.
"The heroes are just standing there. Why aren't they doing anything?", Ruth asked her mother.
"Those aren't the heroes you know, Ruth. they serve the government. They're no better than these soldiers", Edie said to her daughter with a solemn tone.
"You are correct Misses Eisenhardt. These heroes are loyal to the government and it will remain that way once the rebellion is crushed", Ravet proclaim as Max and his family were placed on their knees.
"What is it that you want from us? President Ado has been abusing his power and has done nothing to ensure peace with the people", Jakob argued against Ravet.
"Are you suggesting that the rebellion have a much more righteous cause than Germany's own government? Such a claim would show that you and your family are in league with the rebellion", Ravet said accusingly.
"No damn it, we are not with the rebellion. They are fools as well to believe that this pitiful civil war would prove whose ideology is superior. All that it's going to accomplish is destroy our once united country. All this madness had started just because some paranoid conspiracy-filled lunatics had convinced other lunatics in the internet that Europe is under the control of some shadowy organization. That is an absolute idiotic reason for any of this bloodshed to have even happened", Jakob argued again.
"Men, women, and children will do what they must for reasons they don't understand, Jakob. That is the way of human nature and we humans just can't help, but to seek causes that hold values that truly speaks to their lost and misguided minds. The unfortunate chose the rebellion, the fortunate like me chose the government, and the most unfortunate like yourself have decided to stay in the middle and be caught in the crossfire. Is that truly the fate you would wish to put upon your family?", Ravet said with an ominous tone to send a chill down Max's and Ruth's spines.
Jakob was silent. He just wants his family to leave this park alive. Thus, he had to give in to their demands.
"What do you want? What is it that the government would want from my family?", Jakob now wanted an answer for this unnecessary oppression.
"We want your son Max Eisenhardt", Ravet answered him as he sets his gaze on Young Max.
Jakob and Edie were frozen in fear as they heard what they hope would never happen to their son. They tried to think of anything to convince them that any suspicions they held were false. Unfortunately, all hope faded away when Ravet brought out a silver German Euro coin from his pocket. He then ordered the soldiers to pick the family up from the ground, so that he could be at eye level with Jakob. The two men stared at each other for a few seconds, until Ravet walks closer to young Max and gives him the coin. Max hesitantly grabbed the coin.
"Now then, Boy turn that silver into gold", Ravet ordered and Jakob tried to speak up, but was held back by the soldier behind him.
"Yes, I am aware of the arrangement you made with Doctor Wither. No, we didn't bribe him into giving us your son's secret quirk. Believe me when I admire a person who dedicates to a promise. It shows that they are truly the only few you can trust. He swore that he would never share private medical files of any of his patients. He was truly the pride of the German medical field. It caused me great grief when I had to put a bullet through his head", Ravet explained to Jakob who both he and his family were horrified that their oldest friend was now gone.
"You bastards, you didn't have to kill him. He was just doing his damn job", Edie yelled out at Ravet.
"Yes, he most certainly did. After executing him for crimes against the government, me and my men raided his house and confiscated his belongings, including his private journal that the secret to your son's profitable quirk. So now, I wish to have a demonstration. Boy turn that coin into gold at once", Ravet ordered young Max who had no choice but to comply.
Max had then turned the silver euro into a gold coin. Ravet then inspected the coin for certainty that if it was actual gold. The results put a smile on his face. He then ordered the soldier that was behind Max to separate the boy from his family. Young Max then started to struggle to get out of the soldier's grip to be reunited with his parents and sister, the soldier held on to him harder. Jakob, Edie, and Ruth were then put to their knees.
"Mom, I'm scared. Are we going to die?", Ruth asked her mother
"It will be over soon baby. Mommy loves you", Edie tried to comfort her daughter.
"Ravet please, you don't need to do this", Jakob begged for his family to be set free.
"I'm sorry Jakob, but our nation will thrive greatly from your son's sacrifice. Not to mention, it will prevent him from becoming a far greater threat. So now, my old friend, I shall let you die knowing our country's greatest secret", Ravet said to Jakob as father, mother, and daughter were about to be executed as young Max watched in horror.
"Hail Hydra", Ravet saluted as the Eisenhardt family had been met a bullet to each of their heads and poor young Max had watched the whole thing.
As their bodies hit the ground, their blood would flow like a scarlet river running to the nearest sewer drain. Young Max was left traumatized and numb. His mind was a blank and he couldn't even move his legs. He couldn't even feel the smack of the back of Ravet's left hand or a stomp from one of the soldiers. He was then dragged away as soldiers had started to move out of the park. In his head, he could only see their dead bodies and then his mind started to decay with every negative emotion crashing all at once. He couldn't even cry or scream. His mind went blank with a flash and he saw shattered memories. Memories that weren't his, but they were in a way. As he lived through these fragmented memories, his body jolted up involuntarily and made the soldiers that held him fell on their backs in front of him. Ravet and his men noticed this and immediately tries to apprehend Max but were knocked back by some invisible force that surrounded young Max. the soldiers tried to grab their guns, but their weapons were stuck to the ground.
"What the hell, his quirk file said he could only change metal", Ravet yelled.
As Max was trapped in his subconscious, his body involuntarily created a magnetic force field around it and had gone through several mutation. The first mutation was that his black hair would forever turn to silver white hair. The second was a change to his body now having an athletic build. And final, within his brain held a locked genetic makeup that had been awoken through the influence of his fragmented memories, thus giving him these magnetic powers. As these changes happened to his physical being, one name kept running around his mind as he would whisper this next word.
"Magneto", Max whispered into the air and every iron-based metal object within a twenty-meter radius of him started to float into the air along with him.
Then each piece of metal had been warped into sharp blades and shards. Every gun had been reloaded with a new cartridge of bullets. Every vehicle converted into a bomb. With one flick of his hand, massacre had rained upon the corrupt soldiers and heroes and scream of pain filled the area. Every hero impaled by metal spears. Every soldier shredded by raining bullets. Every unfortunate civilian torn apart by flying metal.
Once the nightmare ended, Max descended back to the ground and had finally regain consciousness. He looked around him to see death and misery everywhere around him. The soldiers that killed his family were dead and Ravet was on the ground and missing his left arm. Max then looked behind him to see the park and saw dead heroes and civilians. He looked to his hands and realized that he had done all this, he had caused all this suffering. And as if that wasn't bad enough, he sees in the distance of the park was the Groft Family and only two of them were crying. On the ground, Rolf Groft was dead with several metallic shards sticking out of his back. His wife and daughter crying for him and being by his side as he drew his last breath. Magda was crying and Max made her cry. Out of instinct, Max ran away. Far away. Far away from all this pain. All of this misery. This Germany. This Germany was no longer his own it was that of power-hungry dictators and false heroes.
Young Max Eisenhardt was all alone, no one to turn to, no one to save him, and nowhere to call home. As rain started to poor on him, he realized that he did have something to look for. an enemy and their name was Hydra. The innocence and pacifism he once held was wash away and in it place was anger and a hunger for vengeance. He didn't care how or any of the other details of his committed action he wanted all of them dead. With this new power, he will hunt them down and give them the painful death by magnetism.
Unknown to Max, two SHIELD operatives had watched the whole thing from an eight storey building via high tech binoculars.
"Jesus Christ, so that's Magneto. That power is outrageous, Wyatt Wingfoot said nervously after seeing the bloodbath that had fallen upon the German park.
"Yup, we found him, and we had to find him like this. With his powers being unlocked, each emotional eruption that comes out of him will bring nothing but destruction and death", Jimmy Woo confirmed to him as he sent the report of Magneto's current whereabouts back to the Helicarrier through his tablet.
"Couldn't we have done anything? He just lost his parents in the cruelest way imaginable. They all died because of a country's economic greed", Wyatt said as he gripped his binoculars hard out of anger and sympathy for the young Magneto.
"It wasn't Germany's greed that killed them. It was Hydra. And no, there was nothing we could do. Though SHIELD is given full authority over oceanic and land based European border, the United Nations didn't give any special condition on influencing European policies. All we can do is initiate the annual cease fires and provide support for when peace treaties are finally agreed upon. This was Max's fate from the beginning and he just to lose his family in the same cruel way that they died back in our original multiverse", Jimmy Woo said with sadness at the reality these countries go through.
"Should we follow him?", Wyatt asked as he packed up all their equipment.
"No. you know the protocol. We could only identify their existence and bring them in once a year has passed. It's better this way seeing that Magneto's powers are currently unstable. We can only hope that he doesn't get captured by Hydra before he could fully control his powers on his own. Then again, he would want them to come to him just to end their lives in the name of revenge. It's understandable since he and his family had believed Hydra to be a myth and the civil wars had unnecessary political bloodshed. But now that he knows that their real, his young mind will want nothing more than the murder of the people responsible for the death of his family." Jimmy Woo explained as he packed his equipment.
Once the two had settled all things in Germany, they retreated to the helicarrier and waited for the right time to bring in Max Eisenhardt now known to be the reincarnated Magneto, one of the strongest enemies of the X-Men's history.
As SHIELD prepare for the next phase of their protocol, young Max began to grow his skills in his regained magnetic powers and had used his quirk for his own monetary benefits. He had created enough titanium-based weapons to defend himself and created enough gold to maintain a wealth to perform several purchases involving food, drinks, clothing, and a private warehouse to call home. Of course, his ideals of the rebellion hadn't change and believes that he alone can beat Hydra. Still, he was not without doubt and knew that being an eleven-year-old would give him some disadvantages. He thought that a name change would fix that and thus use some of his gold to afford a trip to London. It was there that he changed his name from Max Eisenhardt to Erik Lensher and then traveled across Europe working as a young hitman for the rebellion of any country he had visited. In under five months, he was responsible for the death of over fifty Hydra agents and had made all their deaths looked like accidents such as car crashes, steel beams falling, and most radical of all a falling crane on a public filled street. Luckily for young Erik, civilians were dead from his actions. He held no regret for as long as he ended the life of a servant of Hydra, he was happy. Which leads to his current job in Spain, he was dressed in a dark brown coat, tan cargo pants, a scarf, and a gray button shirt. With this attire, he would enter the bar that his next job had described. The targets were three middle aged men, two of them were the bar owners who secretly used the bar to support Hydra's black-market side businesses. The third target was a regular customer of the bar and a so-called pro-hero who was just on the side of the Hydra influence Spanish government.
Young Erik Lensher entered the bar which didn't go unnoticed by the two bar owners. The drunk pro-hero was knockout on the stall with a drink in his hand. One of the owners got his own drink and sat next to the drunken man as the other just kept cleaning the glass. Erik would then sit on a stool that was another stool away from the other two.
"Can I get water please", Erik asked in Spanish to the bar owner in front of him.
"You aren't supposed to be here, you know that right boy", the bar owner stated in Spanish as he got to giving the German boy his glass of water.
Erik took the glass and drank a bit before stating, "This place was worth trying out".
"That isn't funny boy. With the events that are currently happening, last thing this bar needs is a boy to be fooling around this part of town", the man barked.
"Then allow me to get to the point. What are you hiding in the secret room of your basement?", Erik demanded.
"What are you talking about, boy? We're just a bar", the bar owner said intimidatingly.
"Oh really, well then. How about the trafficking and gambling rings that get their export from your basements?", Erik said with his darkened tone.
The other bar owner who was next to the drunk hero was eyeing Erik suspiciously and was readying his hand to pull out his knife. The one that was talking to Erik was eyeing his gun that was hidden in a slightly opened drawer. The dead silence in the room was enough to tell young Erik that this was going to get bloody fast. Using his magnetic sensing, he had already felt the locations of the knife and gun. He was about to let all hell break loose, until he felt a hand placing itself on his shoulder. He looks to his left to see the drunk hero finally awoke from his drunken stoffer.
"Listen kid, take from a pro-hero like me and just go home to your parents. They're probably worried about you", the drunk said to Erik who could only look at this fraud with emotionless eyes.
"If only I had any", Erik said as the knife that was on the bar owner's back flew from its holster and penetrated through the pro-hero's left shoulder blade.
The pro-hero had started to scream from the pain as he tried to pull out the knife, but Erik used his magnetism to push it in deeper. The bar owner behind the stall got out his gun, but he couldn't pull the trigger. The bar owner behind the stall looked at the young Erik who had his open hand holding the gun and its mechanism in place. Erik then shifted the gun's aim at the other bar owner who tried to flee from the scene. Before the man could have reached the door, he had been shot three times through his back. As the man's body falls dead to the floor, Erik focused the gun that was held by the second bar owner. He pulls it out of the man's hand and aims at his target.
"Please, you don't have to do this. I'm just trying to make a living. You know how bad it is out there. This was my only way to make money", the corrupt man said in a way that knew he wasn't going to get any sympathy.
Erik didn't care what else he had to say and shot his target three times to the head. Taking his glass of water, he finished his drink and threw the glass to the floor. He then walked toward the kneeling corrupt hero who was still trying to pull out the knife from his back.
"Please spare me. You're just a kid. You shouldn't be killing heroes", the corrupt hero begged for his life.
"I'm no longer a kid. I'm a monster created by the evil that plagues the countries of Europe. I'm Frankenstein's monster and I won't stop until I kill my creator", Erik proclaimed as he shot the last bullet at the Pro-hero's head.
Erik then crumbled the pistol and threw it in a recycling ben. He goes through the back door and walks down the steps to the basement. There he had discovered a stash of weapons, money, and file cabinets filled to the brim with potential blackmail resources. He enters the room and began to look at each of its valuable products. Opening one of the files, he found several documents relating to subjects on events that were a result of conflicts between Hydra and SHIELD. As he read further on any information on the two groups, he failed to react in time when he heard the door shut tightly behind him and a mysterious container on the floor releasing a purple gas in the room. Erik tries to use his magnetism to shut the container, but it was made copper, a metal that his magnetism couldn't manipulate. He then went for the door, using his magnetism to pry the bolt, but as the last bolt had begun to leave its hinge. The gas was starting to get to him and his vision was getting blurry and to his dismay his powers were failing. As soon as the bolt hit the floor, Erik's body then fell to the floor as well.
As Erik's unconscious form rested on the floor, two figures entered the room in gas masks and SHIELD agent uniforms. One of them carefully carried Erik to the quinjet as the other brought all the contents of the basement back into the quinjet as well. The quinjet then started the hover and flew out of Spain. The two agents took off their helmets to reveal themselves to Wyatt Wingfoot and Jimmy Woo.
"Looks like we got, but how did you know that would work?", Wyatt asked.
"Copper is a non-iron based metal. Magneto's powers don't work on that", Jimmy explained.
"With Erik with us, all we have to do now is get back to the helicarrier", Wyatt said as set course for SHIELD's mobile aerial base.
"Let's just hope everyone else have their targets and arrive on time.", Jimmy said with a tired voice.
Edward "Eddie" Charles Allan Brock's Origin
The Brock family have always been cursed with cancer with exception being Carl Brock, husband to Jamie Brock and father to ten-year-old Eddie Brock. The cancer that had been with the boy since his pre-school days had originated from his mother's side for, she had cancer as well. However, it wasn't the cancer that killed her for the true cause of her death and the destruction of the Brock family was that of a much darker origin.
During their five years of marriage, Carl and Jamie had planned on having a child, but each attempt in their intercourse came out negative on the pregnancy test. If their sixth attempt doesn't ensure them a child, they would have to turn to adoption. After that night, Carl was tired of each failed attempt and didn't want to waste time on getting a kid from an orphanage, but he knew that his wife wanted to become a mother. He just wished that she would just face reality and accept that she will never give birth due to her infertility. He turns from his side of the bed and sees Jamie praying to the cross that hung on their wall.
Jamie Brock was a very religious woman and prayed to have a child to share her beliefs with. It's not that she didn't love her husband, but she had hope that during their marriage he would partake in her catholic activities. Due to his hard-working nature and always putting finances before the needs of the house, he doesn't share any time for her church goings. She prayed that this sixth attempt to finally give a baby. After much praying and silent crying, she finally went to sleep next to Carl and hope that God finally answers her prayers. What she didn't expect was for one of the many devils of the cosmos to answer first.
As she slept soundly, the very shadows of their bedroom leaked out from the darkness and tendrils creep there way closer to Jamie. The inky black tendrils had started to crawl all over the blanket and under the sheets. She started to feel something haunting her in her sleep. As if there were hands all over her, she felt herself being taken by something she doesn't understand. She woke up, but she couldn't hear, talk, or breath. She then wished she had stayed asleep for looming above and restraining her to the bed was a massive inky black monstrosity with white cold eyes and demonic teeth. She looked to her right to see that her husband was still sleeping like there was nothing happening. As tears began to well up in her eyes, a dark voice had started to speak to her.
"Do not be afraid, Jamie Brock. For like in the tale of the virgin Mary, you shall be blessed with a child. A child forged from the darkest regions of the known galaxy", the horrifying voice said as he opened his mouth wide to reveal rows of sharp teeth and five long, green drool covered tongues.
Jamie tried to scream but can't. The terrifying creature had gotten closer and then everything went black. She wakes up the next morning screaming and had nightmares of that night all the way through the nine months of her pregnancy. Her condition had gotten worse during those nine months to the point where performing labor would prove fatal. She died giving birth to Eddie Brock in a hospital in Queens, New York. Carl had paid so much money to keep her alive, but it wasn't enough. Though he didn't show it, he loved her deeply and had done so much to give her what she wanted. This overwhelming pain and loss had then turned to resentment toward the brown hair baby boy with blue eyes in his arms. However, he still decided to care for this infant for the memory of his wife. Carl would soon name the child with the name that Jamie wanted for him. This baby boy would be known as Edward "Eddie" Brock.
Eddie Brock never had the best start to his childhood. As soon as he first saw the world, he was already introduced to an abusive father, bullying from his elementary school, and a neighborhood with more villain attacks than anywhere else in the United States. Ever since the death of the Pulverizer and the rise of the Punisher, vigilantism had increased immensely in the east coast of America and New York would be the convention center of it all. Several logistics had proven that coastal cities attracts the most villains.
Eddie Brock wasn't one of those boys who would be easily impressed by the hero community. If he had to be honest, the vigilantes of Queens were a whole lot cooler. Of course, these were one of the opinions that gave him his bad reputation at school and disappointment from his father. He would try to make up for it by performing well in school, but his father didn't care. When Eddie's quirk finally developed, Carl didn't even bother to take him to the hospital and left Eddie to figure out his quirk for himself. It took him four weeks after his quirk initial activation to realize its true function. Due to not getting by a doctor, he had to name his quirk himself. After much thinking, he decided to call it Emotion Detector. This quirk allows him to detect the emotion of any person and animal within a fifteen radius of him. In a way, he could use it as a means of detecting danger near him whether it's a person filled with aggression or if they held hostile intent. Of course, there were times when he wished that he didn't have his quirk.
When he has his quirk on at home, all he ever feels from his father is resentment and disappointment. Then again, he doesn't really need his quirk to know that. Another reason was the emotions of others were affecting him. Sadness, anger, and anxiety would surround him a lot in queens. When his elementary classmates found out about his quirk, they would tend to stay away from him thinking that his quirk would make him into a creeper. It was safe to assume that he wouldn't make as many friends. Things had gotten worse for him when his inherited cancer cells from his mother had started to become active when he reached the age of nine. Fortunately, his father had taken him to the hospital to get it checked. The doctor said that he would be better looked after in the hospital for further treatment, but Carl refused the offer and said that Eddie will have to tough it out.
Three weeks after his birthday, Eddie's condition had gotten worse and his body changed along with it. He felt hair falling and he noticed how pale he was getting, but oddly enough he could still perform his daily routines. Though what bothered him was the massive hunger he kept having. His father would refuse to buy more food, saying it becomes too costly. Unfortunately, even in his state, he still has to take the abuse of school and his father. Eddie decided to just take a walk from his house to the playground three blocks away. It wasn't the first time he did this. Carl didn't really care where he went at times.
Eddie doesn't really go to the playground to play, but to just be alone and see all the other children play their non-abusive fathers and living breathing mothers. If it wasn't for the cancer in his veins, he would cry loudly for all to hear. He hated this life and he hated his father. He stayed in the playground and remained thinking of his life be like in the future. He would have enjoyed the silence if his stomach didn't rumble ever damn second. It was so irritating that it even made his quirk activate involuntarily. He could feel all the emotions around, happiness that all the lucky families get to have, the depression held by the stray dogs, the young couples that are mad at each other, and then hostile intent that was walking towards him.
"Hey look, it's Creepy Brock", one of the teen bullies shouted.
Eddie seriously didn't need right now.
"Yo Brock, you got some money from your dad? Me and the boys are going to need for the arcade since you ain't using it for food", the teen said arrogantly.
"No, my dad stops giving me money two months ago", Eddie argued with annoyance.
"Seriously Brock, you mean to tell us that you're both sick and poor", a taller teen said from the back.
"Yes, so can you leave alone. I don't want to be bothered alright.", Eddie said as he felt his hunger and headache getting worse.
Of course, the bullies didn't care and kept wanting to push him.
"Don't be such a sissy, Creepy Brock", a fat teen said as he pushed Eddie with one arm.
"Yeah, don't be a sissy, Creepy Brock", the tall teen said as he also pushed Eddie.
"We should call you Sissy Brock", the bossy teen said as his push was the hardest.
The three bullies continued to push Eddie to their enjoyment and much to Eddie's annoyance. Eddie felt his hunger and headache becoming more painful. As his eyes were opened, his pupils were summoning small tendrils that covered the whites of his eyes. His stomach rumbled loudly, his teeth were getting sharper, and the pink flesh in his mouth was turning inky black. As this was happening, it had become seven in the afternoon and all the families that were there had left for home. The only ones there were Eddie and the bullies from his neighborhood. He was so hungry, and he was starting to lose his mind. He mentally cried for something to save him and that's when he couldn't take it anymore. Before the bossy kid could threw his first punch, Eddie had lunged at him with a wide-open mouth that held sharp teeth and a long tongue. He closed his massive jaws and bit off the bully's whole head off.
The other two bullies froze with fear as the only sound that could be heard was the crunching of a child's head within a monstrous mouth. As the child's headless body falls to the ground, Eddie turned around and appeared to the boys as nightmarish creature of black tendrils and teeth. The two screamed and ran away but didn't get very far for Eddie just quickly lunged at them. Just like with the last kid, he tore off both of their heads and devour them whole, leaving their headless bodies to run blood all over the floor of the playground.
Once the last of the brain matter and skull fragment went down his throat, Eddie could feel himself feeling so much better. His pale skin regained its peach color, the headaches had ceased, and that annoying hunger was gone. His body had never felt so refreshed, but that's when reality hit him. As soon as he regained consciousness, he immediately went into a panic for the fact that he had just killed and eaten three of preteen boys. Three middle schoolers that were students at the middle school he would soon attend after the summer. He fell to his knees with sweat and tears starting pour all over him. He wanted to throw up but couldn't even if he tried. He was afraid for any cop or pro-hero that might catch and send him to Raven Croft Prison filled with New York's most dangerous villains. He ran away from the bloodbath he had caused and headed straight to home. He would soon realize that it was a mistake.
Once he had used the backyard hose to wash off some of the blood, Eddie sneaked through one of the back windows. After getting inside, he sneakily walks up the stairs, but was met with a whipping belt to the face. Eddie fell from the stairs and tried to get back up. He looks up to see his father with a scowl and a belt in his hands.
"And just where the hell have you been", Carl yelled at young Eddie who cowered in the corner.
"Dad, wait. Please don't", Eddie pleaded to his father, but received another whip from his belt.
"Shut your damn mouth", Carl yelled as he continued to hit Eddie with the belt.
"You're nothing. You're a waste of existence. Maybe if I had abort you, my wife would still be here. But no, I get stuck with a piece of shit like you", Carl kept at it as he beats Eddie.
"STOP", Eddie shrieked with a monstrous voice as his arm grew longer and slashed at Carl's neck.
Carl fell to the floor and blood sprayed from his neck. Eddie stare at what he had just done, but he wasn't scared, nor did he show any emotion whatsoever. He was calm and empty. He looked to his now lifeless father and see the sadness in his dead eyes. Not wanting to be in the house or this neighborhood anymore, Eddie walked upstairs and prepared to head for New York city. He packed all his clothes and whatever of Carl's money there was. Deciding it was best to just travel on foot, Eddie walked out of the neighborhood and spent the whole night, getting to the city. As he made his way through the depressing street of Hell's Kitchen, he activated his quirk to make sure he avoided any dangerous people, then again it was helpful to detect police and pro-heroes that monitor the city at night. After spending three tiring hours to summon the black slime that has changed his life forever, he was able to get the substance to cover his arms and legs. He then climbed an eight-story building and spend the night on its rooftop. That night he wondered what he would do now that he was an orphan and homeless.
One year later, the Carl Brock murder case and the case of the three headless dead boys remained unanswered and a new vigilante had started to become the new most infamous criminal in New York city by the name "Lethal Protector". Little did New York know that for the past year, Eddie had learned to use the black slime as means of a new identity and as his new form of power. Turning this black slime into a black suit with a white vein decal, Eddie was a tall, skinny humanoid with long limbs that held sharp claws. His head appeared as a full covering inky mask with two white organic lens representing eyes and a wide mouth with sharp teeth. During his self-learning, he was saddened and frightened to discover that the only way to make his powers stable and maintain its strength was to devour the brain matter of other living things. He also found out that eating any other parts of flesh will only restore fifty percent of the energy and eating actual food will restore twenty-five percent. As a vigilante, he would kill criminals and take money that was theirs, but not the money they had stolen. The money he taken would be used to buy food and to keep his shitty apartment on the shady part of the city. There were some occasions when his power was weakening and he needed to eat people, so he decided that he would eat villains when he was really hungry. Even if he was saving lives, each night just kept becoming grimmer for him.
Perched on his gargoyle, Eddie in his black suit watched over the filthiest side of New York and waited for his next prey. He kept monitoring, until he spotted a suspicious man with a terrible case of a mutation quirk stalking a woman with feathers in her hair. The woman too notices the menacing looking man and walked a bit faster to her apartment. This caused her stalker to quicken his pace and his lust filled face peeking out of his torn hoodie. Before she could reach her stairs, the stalker had a hard grip on her arm. She yelled at him to let go, but he pulled her harder. He was going to drag her but was then punch to the ground by an inky black fist. Both culprit and victim had begun to shudder in fear as a tall inky black monster rises to claim his prey.
"Oh shit, you're the Lethal Protector", the stalker muttered as he tried to scurry off, but was then wrapped in a black tendril and slammed to the ground. He tries to get up but was lifted from the ground and was held up by Eddie. He was then thrown at a nearby wall and left a huge crack on it. Eddie then gave him a beating of a lifetime. First, he smashed the stalker's limbs with torn off chunks of the concrete sidewalk. Then, he repeatedly punched the stalker's gut with a fire hydrant that was encased in his hand. And finally, he stabbed his black claws into the stalker's back and didn't kill him in the process. Eddie then raised him up to speak into his ear.
"You and others like you are but parasites rolling around in a pile of filth that was once a safe and happy neighborhood. That is why God created me, to feast on the animals that prey on the innocent. This pain, this fear, this reality, all of it has manifested to become the monster that is me to clean this city of the unwanted meat of criminals and villains, so now…", Eddie then turns him around, his long tongue licking his teeth, to see the stalker's face that was filled with absolute horror.
"Prepare to be devoured by death", Eddie's black suit mouth then opened widely to engulf the stalker whole body as it had been quickly chewed up and dissolved. The woman who the stalker was after just watched in her traumatized state as she witnessed cannibalism at its most frightening. After Eddie finished eating his latest prey, he looks to the woman and his expression changed from that of a sinister toothy grin to that of a good sumeratin look.
"Oh, forgive me. I'm being rude. Hi, I'm Lethal Protector. Here", Eddie greeted her and gave her back her dropped purse.
"You're safe now. No, please, there's no need to thank me. Your joy is reward enough and sends me leaping happily on my way", Eddie said as leaped up into the air and shot out a tendril to swing away.
The woman he saved would have nightmares of that night for weeks. Eddie would then perch himself on the top of the apartment building that he had made his home for the last two years. He then thought about his latest meal and hope that it would be enough to keep his strength. He didn't like having to eat another human being, but there were times when normal food just couldn't cut unless he has eaten a large quantity. It always made him question whether these powers of his were a good thing. He was about to sleep the rest of the night off, until he detected a presence in his apartment room with his quirk. He then swung his arm to hit who was by his door, but his arm was immediately hit with what looked like an arrow. He tried to pull the arrow off, but it exploded in an icy mist that froze his whole arm in ice. He tried to swing his other arm, but that too was hit by an ice arrow.
Eddie then became desperate and just shot out several tendrils from his body to hopefully hit something. His room was so dark that the only light available to him came from the one window. Unfortunate for Eddie, all his tendrils had been rapidly sliced off. The culprit revealed himself crouching down, surrounded by sliced up pieces of tendrils, and his sword glistening in the light. As he looked at the helmet wearing swordsman in front of him, Eddie failed to notice the hooded man behind the swordsman shooting three more ice arrows. Eddie's legs and torso were then encased in ice, leaving only his head. The hooded man walked toward Eddie and held out an arrow.
Eddie glared at the archer and the archer then pressed a button on the handle of his bow that triggered the arrow to release a purple substance. The purple mist immediately made its way within Eddie's lung and Eddie went unconscious in seconds. The hooded man then reached for the light switch to turn on the room light. Once the ceiling lamb was on, the two intruders were revealed to be Barney Barton, the international vigilante Trick Shot, and Percy Scandia the Black Knight.
"Wow. and here I thought it was going to be hard to bag this bastard, but no. it was pretty damn easy. I mean seriously, symbiotes are hell to beat", Trick Shot remarked his experiences with symbiote based villains back in their original multiverse.
"Never have I encountered such creatures that were made of liquid darkness. Is he truly a boy under all this dark slime?", Black Knight questioned the biology of the symbiote as he breaks some of the ice and carried the frozen Eddie Brock.
"I wouldn't try getting into the science behind it. Honestly, I don't understand how anyone could get used to the whole "wearing an alien and having another voice in your head" thing. It just seems so overbearing to deal with", Trick Shot critiqued as he pulled out a device made by Forge.
"But still though, an organism that can boost your powers and strengths. I wouldn't want to think what will happen if symbiotes just run amok in an earth filled with quirked humans", Black Knight said as the two of them made their way to the rooftop with Eddie.
"Speaking of strength, you sure you don't need me to help you out there. Like, you're carrying a seven-foot-tall alien monster with an eleven-year-old inside and both are encased in a one-inch layer of ice", Trick Shot said as opened their quinjet.
"No, it's quite alright, I used to carry livestock heavier than this", Black Knight said with jolliness in his voice as he laid the frozen Eddie Brock down on one of the passenger seats.
As the quinjet took off and flew out of New York, Trick Shot who was on the pilot seat had received a call on his SHIELD communicator.
"This Trick Shot, world's most handsome vigilante and greatest marksman ever to have lived, to whom am I speaking to", Barney said so egotistical that Percy literally rolled eyes under his helmet.
"You're speaking to your ranked superior, Barton", the voice of Jimmy Woo spoke out of the communicator.
"Wrong, Carter is my superior. You're just the voice I must hear for when she needs me for something. Like for example, giving us orders to leave our positions in south Italy in the last second instead of warning us ahead of time", Barney said with annoyance.
"Hey, we're sorry for the last call, but you know that, other than our war with Hydra, any and all cases involving reincarnates require our full attention. You never know when they'll show up or who they might be", Jimmy reasoned.
"I understand that much, but still. Me, Percy, and Frank had been trying to pull everything out of our asses to push Hydra out of southern Italy. What's in Italy that Carter would want?", Barney asked.
"It's something Hydra has been after for weeks. Apparently, there are underground ecosystems underneath northern Italy. Hydra is after whatever is in there and if Hydra wants it, then we want it. Does that answer your question?", Jimmy explained.
"Yeah I get it. So, is frank there yet? I haven't gotten a call from him lately", Barney asked.
"No, he hasn't reported yet. We believe he's still in Latveria. Hopefully, he doesn't disobey Carter's orders and just cap off you know who", Jimmy answered.
"Come on Jimmy, you know Frank wouldn't kill children", Barton argued.
"Even if said child is an eleven-year-old Victor Von Doom", Jimmy countered.
Barney Barton remained silent and then answered.
"We just have to see when he regroups with us"
Victor Von Doom's Origins
Failure. Lost. Regret. These three things have been the main fears for prideful men for since the dawn of time. To fail at a promise. To lose your family and limbs. To regret not becoming more and beyond that. These three things were the fears of a Latverian child soldier. This would become the mindset of a young Victor Von Doom.
On June 11, 2160, the Latverian rebellion was one of the first of the European countries to develop a child soldier program. After Latveria, countries like Germany, Greece, Slovenia, and Spain have started their child soldier camp to train their children into having their quirks mastered at an early age. The training the children took was harsh, grueling, and cruel through all sense of unethical methods. Many Latveria children were subjected to these military roles and some have even killed their fellow countrymen for reasons that they no longer understand. However, not all agree to the conditions of the rebellion. One group in Latveria known as the Zefiro Clan was known to be the last living group of Gypsies and as a group of Europe's greatest healing quirks. Within their group, Werner Von Doom and his wife Cynthia had two of the best healing quirks that Latveria has to offer. They were not only great doctors but were professionals in other unorthodox skill sets. Werner was a skilled engineer and held true mastery over the art of medicine. Cynthia was also very skilled in medical science and did some sorcery on the side. They had loved and supported each other during the crisis that was the European civil war epidemic and would come to bear a child that would forever change the world. It was on July 15, 2160 that Victor Von Doom was born, and his birth didn't go unnoticed by the Latverian rebellion.
By the time Victor turned eight, his quirk had finally developed. Since his parents were doctors, they would use their available equipment and their medical skills to figure out their son's quirk functionality. They concluded that he has gained an Emitter quirk, but they couldn't pinpoint its exact power. They noticed some rather harmful symptoms. The catalyst to Doom's quirk is his hands, but whenever he uses his quirk, his hands and other parts of his body would start to corrode like if they were metal beginning to rust. Before the flesh of his hands start to rust and chip away, his hands would emit a green fog. The fog that emits from his palms is made up of collected green particles that fit no description of any particle, atoms, or neurons. The closest being protons. This would be considered as the first time that someone in the Zefiro Clan was born with a quirk that wasn't for healing or medical uses. Nonetheless, the young Victor Von Doom was accepted to their nomadic family. However, their once peaceful and happy lives will be taken from them by the ruthless Latverian ruler, Vladimir Fortunov.
Vladimir Fortunov was cruel and selfish leader ever since his presidency in late 2160. Near the end of his term, he announced that Latveria would become a dictatorial state and kept his status as leader of the nation. The people of Latveria would work grueling hours on the advancement of the country's technological and military power. This would be accomplished through his cooperation with Hydra, a secret that would keep away from the people. The conflict between the Latverian rebellion and Latverian government had become so intense that the rebellion had even force a hundred civilians to join their ranks or be executed as an ally to the government. The rebellion would then seek their sights to the Zefiro Clan for their healing quirks. Cynthia was the first to found about the rebellion's intentions and informed her husband and the rest of the clan. Their group would have no choice, but to flee from Latveria and seek a haven within the borders of Ukraine. Their passage to the Ukrainian borders is an old railway had been abandoned by the Nazis during World War two. This old railway was constructed by the Nazis during Hitler's rise to power but was abandoned for mysterious reasons. Due to the erasing of the second world war from all platforms of history, the mystery of the railway was never solved and was never used for any form of transportation or tourist attraction. It was once called "Eisenbahn Dreizehn" Railway Thirteen, but now it is claimed by the country of Romania and given its new name "Transilvania Soare Rasarit" Transylvania's Sunrise. The reason for its name is that the sun could only be seen on this side of Transylvania. This old railway was the Zefiro Clan's only hope to flee from Latveria.
As her husband and son rallied everyone for their journey, Cynthia had been performing her sorceries to ensure their safety. During her rituals, she would be visited by a red mist that spoke to her in an evil voice.
"My my, you're the first human to have successfully contacted me in 148 years. Who are you mortal to have grant themselves audience with me?", the red mist asked.
"I am Cynthia von Doom, a peasant sorcerer and Gypsy doctor that hail from the Zefiro Clan of Latveria. I have performed this ritual for the hope to bring safe passage for my people to flee from our oppressors. The country and its people are in a never-ending war and I wish for my husband and son to be free from this torment", she answered the red mist.
"I see. All of Europe suffers from these civil wars. Very well, I shall make an offer for you Cynthia Von Doom. relinquish your soul to me and I will give you the power to eliminate all threats to your people. Even as I speak the rebellion had ransacked your empty settlements and are on your trail. Baron Vladimir's forces had got word of the rebellion's location and will make advancements to eliminate everyone with one powerful assault", the red mist offered.
Fearing for her family, Cynthia accepted the offer and her soul would be claimed by the red mist. Her sorcery had been turned into demonic pyromancy and with it, she was able to set the rebellion soldiers and Vladimir's men ablaze. After a while of defending herself from the military power of both sides, her husband and the rest of the clan had made their departure out of Latveian borders. Once the last of the clan made it out of the woods, Werner had realized that Victor was nowhere to be seen. He runs back into the forest and finds Victor slumped down on a tree. With a closer look, Victor was holding a bleeding right leg and his left face cheek was also bleeding. Werner concluded that both Victor's leg and face cheek had been grazed by stray bullets.
Werner then carried his injured son and tried to find his wife. In a couple of minutes, he was able to find her by a smoldering part of the forest. She was on her knees, crying and talking to no one. Still carrying victor, he runs to his wife to see if she was hurt. Cynthia wiped away the tears and saw the conditions of her son.
"Victor?! Werner, what happened to him", Cynthia cried out.
"His leg and face had been grazed by gunfire, just minor bleeding, but we need to leave and reunite with the other", Werner informed her.
Werner picks her up from the ground and the two ran away from the rising fire that enveloped the forest. They kept running through the flames and gunfire as the screams of burning soldiers filled the sky. As they reached the end of the forest, the Von Doom family could see a few Zefiro clan members waiting for them at the entrance. They were a few meters away from their extract point, until mortar explosives rain upon the entrance of the railway, killing the people waiting for them and send the Von Doom family a few meters back. Werner had started to regain his senses and looked to his left to see that Victor was still alive, but was unconscious. He looked to his right and then horror filled his being as he could see Cynthia coughing up blood with large blades of shrapnel sticking out of her chest. He places their unconscious son next to her and he had begun to inspect her injuries.
Werner knew they were fatal, but he didn't want to lose her. He would have used up all of his energy to keep her alive with his healing quirk. However, his efforts weren't enough and all he could give her was a few moments for final farewells.
"Cynthia, Please… please say something. Victor and I can't move on without you. I promised that I would get you both out of Latveria. We would be safe and make a new home far away from all the fighting", Werner said as he had begun crying for his wife to respond.
He continued to cry, until he felt a hand on his face. He opens his eyes to see Cynthia's nearly lifeless ones. She gasped as she tries to tell him something to him.
"Werner. My darling. Please… please keep Victor safe… safe from the Demon", Cynthia had said her final words as her eyes went lifeless and her hand falls to the ground.
Cynthia was now dead and as the fires raged across the forest of the Latverian Countryside. With his people to far for him to travel, Werner turned himself and his son over to the Latverian rebellion. Poor young Victor Von Doom had woken up the news that his mother was killed by bombardment and that he would spend the rest of his life as a soldier. He would become ten years old and know the full efficiency of scrapped military tech and weapons. Being a child soldier, he had to take excruciating military training and had to have the childish innocence beaten out of him of his superiors. His father didn't do much better, always being considered as their weakest soldier. The rebellion would have just shot him and threw him away. The only reason they didn't was the fact that he was their only doctor.
A year had again passed and young Victor Von Doom turned Eleven. He and his father would be tasked to ambush a military escort team that were traveling through snow covered charred remains of the countryside forest. Unfortunately for father and son, this would be their last mission together for young Victor Von Doom have a taste of the power of a corrupt Pro-hero.
The operation would be for the young recruits to finally move up from the private rank. Their task was to kill the Latverian pro-hero Baron Zero, the Latverian Ice Hero. it was said through the grapevine that Baron Zero only uses the hero title as a cover. His real occupation was being an assassin for the highest bitters of Europe. He would be called by many Hydra influenced politicians to battle the rebellion and freeze their force into crumbling ice. This would be the fate for every child soldier that was with young Victor in their mission together. As the moon rose to the sky, the child soldiers prowled through the snow and their guns ready for a fight. However, their ambush was unsuccessful due to one of boys being caught by a Latverian military squad. That whole night, Victor Von Doom heard gunfire roaring, quirk being through, and cries of all the scared pre-teens being gunned down by their fellow countrymen. He was able to kill a few men, but he and the last four child soldiers had retreated into the forest. As they got far, a blizzard had begun to take form. This was well known to be Baron Zero's calling card, a blizzard would appear whenever he was nearby and active. The group of boys were then out of the frozen forest and made it to an abandoned village settlement. They hid within a small shack and waited for rescue which came in the form of Werner arriving in a jeep. Father and son were reunited and the whole group had agreed to flee from Latveria with the jeep, but to their dismay the jeep was a massive chunk of ice. They began to shudder out of fear and cold. Their fear then rose more as they heard one of the boys screaming. They turned to see the boy being choked with a single hand and being turned into an ice statue.
Standing for everyone to see, Baron Zero reveals himself in menacing hero costume being a mix between a Nazi captain uniform and an armor with components of a cryogenic chamber. Pulling out a sledgehammer from his back, Baron Zero smashed the frozen boy into pieces. He then released a gust of liquid nitrogen that flash froze the other three boys that were in front of Werner and Victor. Father and son ran further into the settlement, but the cold was starting to get to Werner. He told victor to hide in a shed as he tries to mislead Baron Zero somewhere else. Victor did just that even if he didn't want to and Werner ran to left with Victor's gun. He got only a few meters until his legs got flash froze. He aimed his gun, but it combusted due to an icicle getting lodged into the barrel of the rifle. Baron Zero then walked closer to the half-frozen Werner with his sledgehammer still out.
Young victor saw through the cracks of the wooden door, his father being at the mercy of an evil man that his home had deemed a pro-hero. Baron Zero then placed his hand on Werner's shoulder and froze the rest of his body except for his head. Werner being half dead could only stare as he was about to face his execution. With one mighty swing, Baron Zero smashed Werner's frozen body, but his head remain intact as it fell into the snow. Young Victor Von Doom saw everything and felt nothing, but freezing numbness on his whole being. Even if he started to cry, his tears would have been turned to Ice before they hit the ground. With no emotion currently in his soul, he involuntarily walked out of the shed and faced the monster that killed his father. Baron Zero was a silent evil, never to talk throughout all the massacres he had been a part of. Young Victor shared that silence as the two of them stared at the other. Baron Zero lifted an arm to begin flash freezing Victor, while Victor lifted both of his arms to use his final option, his quirk. At this point, he didn't care if using his quirk to its fullest will destroy a part of his body. Young Victor Von Doom wanted to die, but he would make sure to take this cold-hearted monster with him. With each taking a breath to charge their quirks, they both simultaneously blasted their quirks at each other. Fortunately for Doom, his quirk proved more powerful as the burning blast of Particle Manipulation melt away the Flash Freeze and melted the hero costume to the Baron's skin, but in return for this display of power poor young Doom had disintegrated his arms. Without his arms to balance him, Doom fell on his back on the freezing snow as heavy snowflakes piled on him. Baron Zero was gargling whatever substance that was in his mouth and shaking violently.
The two-half dead Latverians laid there on their would-be grave ground, but the sound of crumbling snow could be heard. A squad of Hydra soldier had arrived and carried the mangled Baron Zero to their armored vehicle. Two of the Hydra soldiers spotted Doom and walked through the snow to get near him. Down on the ground, they see a freezing and shuddering eleven-year-old boy that was missing both his arms and breathing heavily. They both decided to the boy out of his misery and pointed their guns at him. Young Doom just stared at them and waited for the shot. A gunshot was heard, but it wasn't any of their guns that fired. The two Hydra Soldiers were on alert, but both of their heads were pierced by one bullet. The rest of the Hydra soldiers were then on alert and checked their surroundings but couldn't see anything because of the raging blizzard. Out of nowhere, one of them was grabbed from behind and got dragged into the snowy white background. A scream was heard next and everyone fired at that direction until the screaming stopped. What happened next was several concussion grenades and flash bangs being thrown at their positions. They were all blinded and dazed that they didn't care where they were firing. As the escaping vehicle drove off, the remaining soldiers were left for dead and were picked off one by one by a dark figure.
Once the last soldier was slain, the dark figure proceeded towards Victor Von Doom who was so nearly dead from the cold. The dark figure was revealed to be a tall man wearing a black mask with a painted white skull and a black ballistic vest with a similar white underneath a black trench coat. This man was like the grim reaper to Victor, finally arriving to grant him death. The tall man points his handgun at the paraplegic boy and young Doom said only one thing. "Take the shot".
"Believe me. After everything you have accomplished in your adult years, there is nothing more that I want than to put a bullet through you right now. Sadly, I don't kill kids, not to mention that I have orders to bring you in and plus it looks like you've been through hell already. So, consider this as god finally giving you a break", the tall man then picked up Victor and walked to the direction of his parked quinjet.
"Who are you", Victor asked him.
"Frank, now shut up and go to sleep. I'm taking you to SHIELD, there are others like you that had pretty shit lives", Frank Castle answered as they entered the quinjet.
As the engines came to life and the jet started to hover, young Victor Von Doom drifted into a deep sleep as life support systems did its best to keep him alive. He never even felt Frank picking him up and strapping him to a wheelchair.
Several hours later…