Chapter 173

[Third Person's PoV] 

Date: May 12, 2035

Location: New York City 

In a large mansion, a boy no older than fifteen was doing push-ups in front of a mirror. He had striking blue eyes and silver hair, his toned body showcasing strength far beyond what any kid his age should possess.

His face was set in a serious expression as he moved up and down, focused entirely on his workout. Suddenly, the door to his room burst open, revealing an older woman with long, wavy silver hair. She stood with one hand on her hip, looking at him sternly.

"Felix Parker, I know damn well you heard me! Get ready for school. You're already late, and your siblings have left you behind," she snapped.

"Sorry, I overslept and had to get my exercise in," Felix replied, not breaking his rhythm.

"One, you always oversleep. You need a better excuse. And two, I still don't understand why you work out—you have super strength. What's the point?"

"It's not about getting stronger," Felix said, standing up and dusting off his hands. "It's about discipline. By doing something pointless, I train myself to do the things that matter without complaining. You wouldn't understand..."

"Whatever. Wash your hands and come eat. You might as well fill your stomach since you're already late," his mother replied with a sigh.

Felix got ready quickly, throwing on a black leather jacket over a white shirt, with a silver chain hanging around his neck. He grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder, making his way down the long corridor. With a grin, he slid down the stair railing, landing gracefully at the bottom.

As he entered the kitchen, he found his mother setting a plate of breakfast for him. Felix reached for a waffle and waved it in her direction before trying to make a hasty exit. Unfortunately for him, his mother grabbed him and made him sit down.

"Eat properly, young man," she said, her sharp, feline-like eyes daring him to argue.

"Alright, alright, jeez," he muttered, stuffing some food in his mouth. "So, why didn't the others wait for me?"

"You're really asking me that? You know how you oversleep. No one can wake you, and they're tired of waiting."

"I blame your genes for my sleeping problems."

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that, you big sleeping cat," she teased with a smirk.

Once Felix finished eating, he stood to leave, but once again, his mother stopped him. With a sigh, he leaned toward her, his shoulders slumped. She grabbed his chin and kissed his cheek repeatedly.

"Bye, honey. Love you!" she cooed.

"Love you too," he muttered, cheeks flushing red as he hurried out of the house.

Watching him go, she smiled and picked up her phone. "Call hubby."

The phone rang briefly before a familiar voice answered on the other end. "Hello, love."

"Hubby, he finally made it out of the house," she said with a chuckle.

"Ha! So it's that time, huh? I still remember it like it was yesterday."

"Of course you do, you've got an eidetic memory."

...

Meanwhile, Felix was casually walking toward school. *I don't get why the others always rush. I enjoy taking my time.*

His thoughts were interrupted when his watch beeped, and he groaned in annoyance. Ducking into a dark alley, he flipped it open, revealing a small holographic figure—a baby white tiger standing on its hind legs, arms crossed.

"We've got trouble, partner," the tiger cub said proudly.

Felix sighed. "This is New York City, the city of heroes. Why am I always the one getting called? Can't they get someone else?"

"Sorry, but you and your siblings have a unique way of handling things, he's part of your rogue gallery. The Time Lord is back..."

"Ugh, why did I get stuck with him? He's so damn annoying," Felix muttered, leaping into the air and landing on a nearby rooftop. His sideburns began to grow, and his skin turned white. His teeth sharpened into fangs, claws extended from his fingertips, and his clothes shifted, seemingly absorbed into his body.

He tossed his bag aside, dropped to all fours, and fully morphed into a white tiger with black markings and a long tail. His eyes, now tiger-like slits, crackled with electricity that spread across his entire body.

"Time to go hunting," Felix growled as he bounded from rooftop to rooftop, leaving a blue trail of energy in his wake. Eventually, he started running through the air itself, defying gravity.

When Felix arrived on the scene, he spotted an old man wearing a monocle, a green suit, and a top hat with a clock embedded in the center. The man was draining a green light from another person, who was rapidly aging as the Time Lord rejuvenated himself.

Felix let out a powerful roar that froze the Time Lord in his tracks. The villain dropped the man and turned to face the charging white tiger. "Well, if it isn't the White Fang. I've absorbed enough temporal energy to make this interesting."

The Time Lord made a hand sign, freezing time around him as he opened a portal behind himself and began to retreat.

Despite the time freeze, White Fang moved effortlessly through it. "Winston, call Uncle Strange to help the guy!" Felix commanded as he leapt through the slowly closing portal.

On the other side, he found the Time Lord waiting for him. "As I thought, not even frozen time can stop you."

"Where are we, Time Lord?" White Fang growled, eyes narrowing.

The now youthful man spread his arms, gesturing to the liquid-like, gray surroundings. "Isn't it obvious? We're in the stream of time—our new battleground."

Felix's claws crackled with blue electricity as he slashed at the air, sending arcs of plasma toward the Time Lord.

The villain calmly held his top hat, freezing the attack mid-air. "Here's something you should know, young cub. In this place, I am the strongest. Here, surrounded by time itself, I reign supreme!" 

Felix, in his White Fang form, glared at the Time Lord, feeling the weight of the temporal stream pressing around him. The eerie grey liquid that composed the flow of time rippled as the two adversaries faced off. Felix's plasma-charged claw marks hung suspended in mid-air, frozen by the distortions of time.

The Time Lord chuckled, confidence radiating from his rejuvenated form. "You're impressive, cub. But in the stream of time, I see everything you will do before you even think of doing it. You can't win."

Felix's fangs gleamed as he smirked. "Then I guess I'll have to stop thinking and start acting."

Without warning, Felix lunged forward, claws glowing fiercely with plasma. The Time Lord raised his monocle, warping the space between them, slowing Felix's movements to a crawl. But Felix had been expecting this. Instead of fighting the distortion, he let his instincts guide him. His heightened senses, honed from years of training, allowed him to synchronize with the fluctuating flow of time itself.

The Time Lord, expecting an easy victory, took a step back, ready to freeze Felix in place once more. But to his surprise, Felix blurred out of the distortion, phasing through the warped space. He appeared behind the Time Lord in an instant, claws sparking with electricity.

"Surprise," Felix growled, slashing downward with a powerful strike.

The Time Lord barely managed to conjure a temporal shield, blocking the plasma-infused claws. The force of the strike, however, caused cracks to form in the shield, and the Time Lord stumbled backward, eyes wide.

"You… you're disrupting time itself!" the Time Lord gasped in disbelief.

Felix landed gracefully, his eyes glowing with fierce determination. "You think you're the only one with tricks?"

Before the Time Lord could recover, Felix pressed the attack, moving with blinding speed. He twisted through the air, dodging and weaving around the temporal distortions, as if he could see them before they formed. His tiger instincts allowed him to predict the changes in time, adapting faster than the Time Lord could react.

Frustrated, the Time Lord slammed his hand into the stream, causing the surrounding grey liquid to ripple violently. "Enough!" he bellowed. The time stream collapsed around Felix, bending past and future together, warping reality itself.

Felix felt the crushing weight of centuries bearing down on him, memories and moments from countless timelines swirling around him like a chaotic storm. But he held his focus, claws crackling with energy. "You think I can't handle a few bad memories? I've seen worse."

With a roar, Felix unleashed a burst of raw electrical energy, sending it surging through the time stream. The shockwave disrupted the Time Lord's control, sending ripples through the grey liquid. The Time Lord staggered, clutching his monocle as his hold on the time stream faltered.

Felix saw his opening. In a flash, he pounced, claws glowing with charged plasma. With one decisive strike, he shattered the Time Lord's temporal shield and sent the villain flying backward into the liquid walls of the time stream.

Not letting his enemy escape, Felix leapt after him, diving into the swirling stream. He swam through the grey liquid, trying to track the Time Lord, but soon lost sight of him. Before Felix could react, the time stream rejected him, spitting him out.

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**Date: May 12, 2008  

Location: New York City**

In the shadows of a back alley in Times Square, a swirling temporal portal opened. Out of it shot a white tiger, tumbling toward the ground. Felix shifted in midair, landing gracefully on all fours before morphing back into his human form.

Breathing heavily, Felix stood up and looked around, confused. He glanced down at his wrist and tapped his watch. "Winston, what just happened?"

His AI companion's voice crackled to life. "You were ejected from the time stream. It appears you've been deposited at a random point in time."

Felix's eyes widened. "What year?"

"According to my investigation, the year is 2008—the year your father first became Spider-Man, and your mother started as Spider-Kat."

Felix groaned, rubbing his face. "Oh no... Dad's gonna kill me…"

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