Goodbye Weak Peter

Days went by and Peter was going on with his life. But, he had decided that his days of being the cowardly lion in his human persona was going to stop. So, Using Shazam, he raided a secret stash belonging to the Kingpin, Fifty million dollars in cash and now, he would live his life safest. First of all, he enrolled into an MMA class.

With the size of his body, he had to train extra hard in order to have that fighter's physique but time is not something he had the luxury of, except if he was in his Shazam persona. So, he decided to cheat his way to becoming at least as strong as Captain America.

So, he started drawing it out. First was Captain America, the Super Soldier serum. That serum was long gone and with Emil Blonsky taking the last as long as he knew and he was damn too lazy to start knocking on the doors of every secret research facility to even find a drop of it. So, what could he do? The answer layed with Emil Blonsky once again.

Having drunk that serum, Peter was sure General Ross must have taken at least a few vials of his blood. That meant that he had a few litres of blood enhanced with the serum just waiting for him to take it but the problem of which facility currently has it emerged once again. It would be even bigger if the blood was kept in Pentagon. Breaking in a would assure him a spot in the most wanted terrorist in America and probably a welcome ally in Iraq and other America hating countries which unsurprisingly must be the whole world.

So, using his Shazam persona and the wisdom of Solomon, he started to think big. Bucky Barnes aka the Winter Soldier. He was not given the Super Soldier serum but something else that made him into a Super Soldier killing machine with the coolest cybernetic arm he had ever seen. The wisdom of Solomon have him the ability to be multilingual and he was about to abuse the heck out of it.

Using his stamina of Atlas which gave him a perverted amount of stamina that he was self reliant, he started digging into history books, books that were discarded because nobody would be able to read them. And the story they told made him almost orgasm in joy. There was a possibility of having the goddamn best human body in the galaxy. Fuck peak level human fitness, he was about to go above and beyond. Sure, it would not reach the level of Shazam but it would sure as hell bear the living crap out of an Extremis!

So, he started his journey to gather his powerup using Shazam. While still on that topic, he started picking up using magic using his power of Zeus. Lightning was easy as moving a limb but the rest needed a few twerking but the wisdom of Solomon shone once again.

First place to arrive was China. There, he searched for a herb that only grows in extreme cold. According to the author, the herb, when crushed, grounded and turned into paste can be eaten and in return of surviving the most brutish hell he would have the reflexes of a cat. Probably what those old Chinese martial artists drunk in order to become formidable. He found them at the top of a snowcapped mountain, guarded by a snow leopard which he spanked away and picked the three herbs he found.

His next place took him to Africa, South Africa actually. He had read a stone tablet about a plant that seemed to give warriors a boost in strength and stamina and as usual, after surviving a lot of pain. They were relative easy to locate because they had been forgotten in the annuls of history and now they were been treated as weeds in farms. When he saw a farmer chop them up, he felt like his heart would bleed before he offered to do the weeding for the farmer. The man was quite eager to have a white man do his weeding for him that he agreed and immediately started recording. Good thing Peter was not in his Shazam persona or Tony would have probably laughed his ass off when he saw that.

After one tiresome day, Peter had a few snacks full of the plants and his smile wouldn't have been wider. After stashing them, he then flew to the Amazon. There was rumor of a plant that can accelerate healing there. It was supposed to be a boogis story but he now had a plant with the flower made out of rainbow colours in his hands like the stories. Doing another sweep with his speed of Mercury, he found two more plants, each with a guardian that he spanked away or as he would like to say, sent them off with a small warning.

He wondered if he should raid Wakanda but Bast would probably kill him in his dreamscape for stealing the Wakanda herb. So, he decided to go to where Emil Blonsky was been kept. The guy was still in a coma and the place he was in was actually been funded by SHIELD meaning Hydra have eyes on Blonsky in case he wakes up, fucking snakes.

He snuck in using his super speed, drew some blood from him and got out. Why did he need his blood? For that speed and unlimited stamina, or at least semi unlimited stamina. With everything in place, Shazam started the procedure to make the almighty serum or as he would like to name it, the Conan Serum.

He turned all the herbs and plants into paste then started regulating them. He had to .make sure that the portions were just right or he might turn into Mr Hyde. When it came to how to properly use Blonsky's blood, magic did the trick. Filter out the gamma radiation and any other irregularities and only remain with the speed and stamina boosting and he was good to go.

Mixing them l together was probably the most stressful part. But once again, magic. Honestly, magic was a cheat in any universe and he was starting to realize that the more he was using it. After three months of flying all over the globe and almost been swallowed by an anaconda if he had not gone full of Zeus on it, the Conan Serum was completed. Now, all he needed was to inject it into himself. But, he was sure if he turned back to human, the promise of pain will dissuade him from injecting himself with it. So, he did what any other person would do, he decided to hypnotize himself.

As soon as he shouted his magical words and turned into Peter, the magic kicked in, making him go into a daze. His right hand robotically went for the syringe with the red syrum inside it and injected it into his body via his neck. Immediately, his mind gained clarity and the pain kicked in.

His whole body seized up, making him fall to the ground in pure agony. Foam started to form in his mouth as he tried to even scream out in pain but couldn't. His skin started turning red, his bones started cracking and growing, his muscles expanding and contracting so fast they would tear if it wasn't something that kept healing him.

Two days, that was the amount of time he went through all this pain. Two days of the worst pain he couldn't even imagine and just as he felt like he was about to die, the pain stopped. Relief washed all over him as soon as the sensation of pain was gone like it was all an illusion. When he got up, he realized something was wrong almost right away. He headed to a mirror and checked himself out.

"Holy Jesus!" he exclaimed once he saw his new body.

Gone was the overweight weak looking boy and in front of him stood a man forged from the fires of Olympus. His clothes were shorter than him and he could discern the muscles there. From abs to freaking asura like back muscles. His legs looked like someone who started leg day since birth but his muscles weren't big nor small, just right. If he was compared to Captain America, he would say he was buffer than the guy but not in a way that would put him in a disadvantage in speed and reflexes. In fact, he would bet his reflexes are just like Spiderman's if not faster.

"Goodbye to the weak willed Peter and hello to the Thanks stomping Peter," he said to himself with conviction.