Chapter 6

The rest of the week was the same

School in the day, escorting Gwen home then training and exercising at home.

By Friday night Charles became complacent in his safety not noticing anything unusual.

After having reached Gwens for supper, he sent Clint back home, planning to walk back that night.

Once the filling meal was done, he began the long walk back home

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As he was leaving the busy parts of the city that was when he noticed something off.

Before he could react 3 Black sedans appear.

2 at his front and 1 behind him

Immediately he runs for the alleyway and finds cover behind a dumpster

Peaking out he see a group of 15 men entering.

He calls out "Gentlemen I advise you to leave, if you do not, I will be forced to kill!"

Hearing this the men laugh but continue forward, guns ready.

Seeing this Charles shift his arm into a cannon that fires 1 every second with the power of a 12 gauge.

Jumping out he fires striking the first man in the chest, sending him flying.

The attackers open fire.

One shot clips Charles ankle

Firing 3 more shots killing 2 men he hides behind the dumpster again.

The remaining 13 are now 12 feet away.

Rushing out he fires again taking out 3 men, but as this was happening, he bowls into the closest man, smashing his palm in the man's nose.

Shooting another man beside him, Charles grabs the Deadman's knife before shanking the broken nosed mans throat.

Taking a pistol from his downed opponents he begins firing his canon and pistol at the same time.

Before the last man dies, Charles has taken a shot to the chest and 2 to his left shoulder.

After a lull in the action, Charles goes out of the alley to check that no one is still waiting.

The cars were empty.

Stumbling to the ground, he pulls his phone out and calls Mr. Stacey.

BRING BRIIINGGG BRIIIIINNNGGGG 

Good evening this is George Stacey how can I help you?

HI Sir, this is Charles, I was attacked, can you send help I am shot.

Charles?! Kid, tell me your location I will be there immediately

Sir I killed many men, I am at xxxx and xxxx street.

Hold on I will be there.

The line goes silent

Charles was only staring at his bloody hands

He might have talked big before but this is the first time he has killed a man.

In church and as a kid in his past life and this one he was constantly told that killing was a sin.

But he could not help but feel if these men lived then he would either be dead or held captive building robot armies.

Soon sirens start approaching

A door slams open and Charles is embraced by a blonde blur

Seeing Gwen, he could not help but hold her tightly with his eyes getting slightly moist.

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After calming down, an officer and Mr. Stacey come over to take a statement.

"Are you saying you took all 15 men down on your own?" asked the officer.

"Yes sir"

Mr. Stacey asks "what was the caliber you used? I have never seen these kinds of wounds before?"

Charles shifts his arm into a canon and point to it.

"This is an energy canon that I built into my arm; in case I would need it."

The two elders gaped in awe at the deadly beauty.

The questioning continued for a bit before Charles was taken back to the Stacey household for the night after having the bullets extracted and wounds stitched.

Helen prepared the pull-out couch for him

As everyone went to bed, Charles just laid there thinking on what he did and what he could improve to exit fights like that with less damage.

But before he could think for much longer, a tapping of feet on the floor was heard, and after a few moments a body joined him on the pull-out.

Looking over his shoulder he saw Gwen who looked upset.

He then pulled her closer and put a blanket on top of her.

The two laid there cuddling until they fell asleep.

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In the morning Charles woke up to the smell of bacon and melted butter.

Shifting slightly, he was reminded by the weight on his arm that Gwen slept with him last night.

Looking down was the strangest site

Most people describe others sleeping as peaceful, but Gwen had her head flung back and mouth wide open, she looked like a cat fish, albeit a cute catfish.

Seeing her he began to chuckle

This seemed to wake her up.

Gwen looked up at him, and when she saw him smiling down at her, she blushed and got out of bed to get ready for the day.

This caused Charles to go do the same and to clean up and put away the puul-out.

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At breakfast, Charles thanked Mr. Stacey and Helen for their help last night.

Helen replied "don't worry dear, we were more than glad to host you after that traumatic event. But onto other topics. Today we were supposed to come to your place and start planning for the grad party. I feel like we should postpone this for next week. Are you alright with this?"

Charles gave his agreement knowing that for the next few days he will be working on his protection along with different weapons.

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Planning new techs came easily due to vast ability of purchasing new knowledge.

Using inspiration from Ironman he starts out by making an AI that is a mix of CHAPPIE and JARVIS

So, it would have adaptive learning abilities along with High processing speeds and the ability to hack.

He installed this AI in a new nerve gear that was reinforced and had pores to hold Nanobots.

This new Nerve-gear would run from base of skull down to the tail of the spine.

This was to reduce possibility of paralysation, and to allow extra sections to install robotic limbs. Kind of like DOC Oc.

Now the beauty of the nanobots, was that they were self replicating so as long as they are supplied material I will not run out of bots, the Nerve gear would collect material from my blood but also when ejecting I could choose something like an old pipe which would then become nanobots.

The focus of these were not to be weapons but armour.

Next, I created a nano weave on both sides of a thin layer of Non-Newtonian liquid.

This weave was a mixture of titanium, Phrik, Vibranium.

This would protect from calibers up to a 30-30. And the Non Newtonian will aid in reducing the force of impact.

This would be turned into an underlayer of clothing.

Next I made a handless sleeve for my left arm.

Since it is close to my skin I can supply it with my own energy.

This sleeve would have an Energy shield along with extending gauntlet.

Next was a hacking device that would unlock all electronic locks. There were also mechanical lockpicks installed.

At the shoulder I installed 50 mini rockets called whistling birds (starwars).

Next for a new prosthetic arm.

I went for the same design as the last arm the cannon had 3X the power of a 12guage slug at 1 round per second. Next, I installed an energy sword from HALO. In the shoulder I installed another batch of 50 whistling birds.

When shifted into a regular hand there was a port in one finger to connect to computers and other electronics, this was connected to a usb memory stick bank in my upper arm, allowing for quick stealing and spreading of information.

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After making these improvements, I go to a special training room.

This had a specially designed Deep dive virtual reality pod.

When inside that and going to the virtual reality it will stimulate the muscles that I use there. So, by fighting different opponents safely I will also be gaining muscle memory.

 Here I went through various opponents.

Martial artists, simulated Batman, Ironman, Chitauri, Magneto, Wolverine, and even Mace Windu.

Now one may ask why I would train against Magneto while my real body is covered in metal. Well, the answer is simple by going through a simple chemical treatment I can remove the magnetizing effect on the metals.

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After 24-hours of intense training in the simulated world, I exit the pod and immediately feel the pain, my muscles felt like they were screaming.

Going to another section of my underground base I find 25 CHAPPIES. The original 5 are acting as older siblings and teaching everything they have learnt.

Going up to them I indicate for them to follow me up to the surface

"Welcome CHAPPIES to the surface. This is my home." The Chappies were awed, some wandering off to look at a dying lily.

"I am sending you a data packet of those allowed on this property, if someone not on that list shows up, I want you to contact me on the radio. But if they attack you, you have my permition to retaliate."

The CHAPPIES salute before wandering off in groups of 3s and 4s.

Now knowing that my home is in safe hands, I hop in Clint the Torino.

One nifty trick I learnt about the System that is great for underground deals, is that I can withdraw legal cash as if it were from an ATM

Using this cash I am going to go to a Black Market Realtor.

Land sells at a 50% markup on this Black market. The reason for this upcharge is that they make the land deeds completely legal, but no one can find out who owns the deed without having the original.

Talking to a man name John, I was able to acquire large parcels of land located all across the United states along with a few in Northern Canada

In total I spent 32 billion, at each property I secretly transported construction droids.

In each of these properties I started development of underground safe houses, supplying them with large replicators from Star trek and 2 months of emergency supplies.

This was in case I ever needed to leave my own home, especially with someone already making an attempt on me.

In each of these safe houses I also stored 3 platoons of Scouts.