Chapter XXVIII: You Got a Family Phil?

Today marked the day, that Howard Stark would hold the Stark Expo. Instead of me going with Bucky and Steve, I decided to let those two be for now. I gave them both a heartfelt "See ya later." And left them to their own devices.

Right now, I was arguing with Stu about who would win this competition we made.

The competition is to see who could advance the most ranks, and get the most medals at the end of our careers as a soldier for the military.

We already went through the MEP, and were given the green light to make it into a military training camp before getting sent to any battlefield.

Just a regular training camp though, not the one that Steve will be going to, because we're not apart of the Super Soldier Program. Besides, who needs to be a Super Soldier when you're a speedster?

We were told that we would be picked up and driven to the camp first thing tomorrow morning. If we passed the camp, we would be catching a flight to Northern Ireland, and we will be stationed there until further notice.

"I don't know what makes you think you can win Stu."

"I don't think I will win. I KNOW, I will win." It seemed like this argument would never end. It's been like this for the last 30 something minutes or so.

"Whatever man, I'm gonna go back home and pack up, I'll see you tomorrow." I left his basement and entered my home.

I walked into the slightly decorated room that I share with Anna and sentimentally took a stare around. It sucked that I wouldn't see this place for a while.

I know I could come back here in less than a second, but I wouldn't come back just to look at a room. I wanted to put all my attention into the army, so I could beat Stu.

I felt a pair arms slither around my neck from behind.

"Do you really have to go to the military all because of a stupid bet with Stu?" Anna didn't really want me to go. I couldn't quite understand why, but I narrowed it down to the fact she'll miss me.

"Yes, I really do have to go. Don't worry, I'll be back soon enough. Just be patient." I rubbed her hands in comfort.

"Sigh. You'll be gone for so long. You better fuck me so good tonight." I was caught off guard with the comment for once.

She pushed me onto the bed and got straight to business.

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After a long night of my meat stick being in throat holes, buttholes, and kitty cats (not actual cats), I woke up and prepared myself to do another great service for this country.

I dressed myself in comfortable green attire, knowing they'll give me the same thing, just more practical for battle and real.

I walked out the house at the same time as Stu. I realized how lonely Stu must be over there. He has no girlfriend, wife, or roommates. He does whatever he does there and sleeps.

Should I be his wingman? I don't want him to get with some random girl that's never been important to the Marvel Universe, unless that would make him happy, but I doubt that.

Very ironic to the name I gave him, but Stu has a very, unhinged and crazed personality. I wonder who he got that from..

Anyways, since that's his personality, he needs someone who can match or even outdo him in such. But I can't think of any girl in the Marvel Universe who can match that…

But I do remember a certain clown lady from another..

*HONK HONK!*

A green truck rolled up in front of our houses and honked its horns.

"Get in dirtbags!" The Colonel yelled from behind the passenger seat.

"You can't even drive you old bastard." I muttered under my breath. I jumped into the backseat with Stu and kept quiet the whole time.

There wasn't much to do in this truck, and having an entire conversation with someone while on the way to a training camp, was easily one of the best ways to piss off your Colonel.

I've never been in the army, but I can just tell that would make someone this angry, even more mad.

It was a long and perilous ride, but after an unknown number of hours of driving, we arrived at a remote location that not to many people knew of. Which is basically the definition of "remote."

We jumped out of the back and followed closely behind the ticked off Colonel.

We walked through the camp and were led into a small structure that was likely our sleeping quarters.

"Alright Privates, this is where you will be resting for as long as you'll be at this camp. If you ever leave, that is." The Colonel walked off, probably to go haggle some other recruits.

I found a bed with no evidence that proved that someone already took ownership over it. I jumped directly on it and closed my eyes.

Stu found a bed directly next to mine and hopped on it.

"This shit gonna be boring as all hell." Stu complained. He rolled around and kicked his feet, potentially out of annoyance, but most likely boredom.

"Well, you made this bet, so don't complain about something that you caused, Stu." He stopped kicking and spinning around, to look at me with a glare.

"Shut up Billy." He continued to roll and kick around without a care in the world. Although we share around the same intelligence and wisdom, he was extremely immature. And that's coming from me.

It could be a way to feel more youthful. Although we looked youthful, we were millions of years old, so we both definitely didn't feel youthful.

I ultimately decided to ignore Stu's childish behavior and continued to have my eyelids closed. I was going to relax until tomorrow, when the combat training would begin.

At least, I tried to, until these two private's walked into the room and stood directly next to Stu and I. I didn't need to open my eyes to feel this guy's burning glare upon my relaxed figure, and the childish figure of Stu.

I gave this guy some time of day and opened my eyes to see what he wanted.

"Hey buddy, I'm gonna need you two fairies to get up and move. These are our beds." I sighed as soon as he finished his sentence. This time period would be one of many periods where apparent prideful American men and boys would make the most offensive homophobic comments.

Considering I wasn't offended and billions of times stronger than this guy, I wasn't intimidated in the least. I stood up and looked down at him.

Let's not forget that my height has increased, I am 6 foot 7 after all. There wouldn't be most people here taller than me. Not even the Colonel was taller than me.

Lightning covered my body and time came to a froze. The only people moving right now were me, Stu, and this guy. His buddy was frozen, not aware of the situation.

It was very stupid and dangerous for me to reveal my powers to some regular human, who could go off and tattletale to the government.

But let's be honest here, who the hell would believe him? He would go off and tell people that a new recruit to the army stopped time and bullied him? He'd be locked in an insane asylum.

Even if he didn't comply to not tell anyone, I could pull a Reverse Flash and go back in time, and kill the kid version of him. The only difference being, almost no one can stop me.

"Wha-What?! What are you? What did you do!?" I simply ignored his moment of panic and continued on with the intended plan.

"You got a name?" He couldn't focus on my question. He was to busy trying to fix his current situation by panicking, which usually never helps.

I snapped my fingers in his face. I was getting annoyed by his constant panic and inability to listen.

"Answer the question. You got a name?" He started quivering before answering my question.

"Phil." I internally smiled. My dialogue with this guy would go even better than previously anticipated.

"You got a family Phil?" He thought about my question and I saw tears threatening to fall from the corners of his eyes. I snapped my fingers in his face once again.

"Come on, Phil, stay with me. Let's here about that family." He snapped out of his never ending gaze into the realm of sadness and hopelessness.

"I got a wife, and two beautiful children." I nodded at his answer and started cracking my knuckles while looking down.

"That's what it's all about. I want you to do me a favor, Phil."

"What?"

"Say cheese." I slowed down time around his body and pulled my fist back. I sent my hurdling fist towards his face.

"Order up motherfucker."

*Bam!*

My fist slammed directly into the middle of his face, breaking his nose and sending him flying towards a wall. I grabbed his shirt before he could fly away and laid him on a random bed.

"A SpongeBob reference? Nice. Everyone's entitled to a little fun on military enlistment night." Stu commented, already knocking out the other guy and giving him the same body storage treatment as Phil.

"A Halloween reference? Also nice." I replied to the reference he made to my reference.

'Refception?' I resumed time and laid down once again. This time, I would go unbothered for a long time. I knocked Phil silly, he'll think it was a dream and he slept on the wrong side of the bed.

Stu continued doing "Stu"pid things as if nothing had just happened. See what I did there? I know, hold your applause, I'm hilarious.

I laid there for hours when a very loud alarm rang out throughout the camp. That probably signifies the beginning of camp.

"Get up ya filthy maggots!" A voice sounded out through the room, a set of a standard military training uniform being thrown at my body.

"This should be fun."

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