Ch 7 : Quicksteel

Important Notice!!!

I finally know how I am finishing the first part of this series, Frankenstein Rituals. Which is only being updated on my Pat reon.

Public chapters are at 77. And Pat reon chapters are at 150, my first novel/fanfic to hit such a height. I have also removed the high price that it was before to the read the Pat reon chapter.

Now that I know the direction I'm taking this series, I hope this helps me get part one done so I can focus more on this novel, which is part two of three.

See ya later.

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A month after Cetanu met K'lee his Quirk, Quicksteel, had finally awakened. And just like in the fanfiction he knew it from in his last life it suddenly appeared in the air next to him and was the size of a small watermelon. It looked like a ball of mercury but he knew it wasn't any type of metal he had seen before. Even in this second chance at life.

From his first impressions of the floating ball of supernatural metal, it reacted to his emotions without him being able to control it, it would twist into different shapes and act differently based on his emotions. In the first couple hours he wasn't even able to make it move around in the air, but he slowly got the hang of it by the end of the day. Much faster then the character in the fanfiction who took months.

And at the end of the day he was able to make it move, but that was it. He made it float right behind his head, hiding within his deadlocks, when he had to leave the house so that he wouldn't get any unwanted questions about the floating ball of metal that reacted to his emotions, that was just asking for more attention that he didn't want, so until he was able to disguise it as a weapon or armour, or something else that he would have on him that was metal, he would have to hide it within his dreads.

Which if you didn't know already were not actually hair, but instead more like a cat's whiskers in how they acted as a sixth sense organ, but even more sensitive and painful if they get cut off. I will have to go through a extremely painful process of getting my dreads plated with metal in a couple years, and it has to be done in public, if there is even one sign of weakness the painful process is started all over again until it's done.

It will happen after my training is complete and I'm getting ready to go on the hunt that will make me a fully blooded Yautja. The real test for a Yautja, where they have to single handily kill a Xenomorph and scar their face to prove they have been blooded. It's only after this, do they get recognised by the clan as an adult.

For the next couple years Cetanu spent his days following the same schedule, for the first couple hours after waking up his mother would train him in everything he needed to know, followed by an hour of sparing that would normally end with at least a cut or at most a broken bone which would heal in a day at most due to Yautja's being such fast healers plus the technology that had been created to speed that healing up even further.

Then he would go and train with K'lee for two hours, which they normally spent either hunting a prey together or meditating. He had made a pretty impressive collection of skulls in his room that he had polished white.

Cetanu had managed to teach her how to use her life force by making his flow through her till she was able to sense it and then control her own. From her explanations of how her life force felt, Cetanu could tell that he had much better control over his then her. Where as his life force would flow like a gentle stream for him when he wanted it to do something, hers' would move like a thick syrup, slow and uncooperative. But she had seen results from when she used her life force to strengthen herself and when she didn't so she diligently followed Cetanu's training.

Once he said goodbye to K'lee he would head home and learn about the universe, Instant Mastery made learning everything he wanted much quicker, for different languages, sciences and everything to do with the alien technology that he found around him. He focused on Yautja ships and transport, since he had a bad feeling that he would crash land on a plant in the future and not be able to get back home since he would have no idea how to fix his ship. It was a strange paranoia to have but Cetanu felt it was very valid with the world that he was in.

And after that he would train his Quicksteel till he needed to rest, he had got to the point now that it now longer reacted to his emotions unless he wanted it to. He could freely shape it however he wanted and could split it into multiple pieces and control them separately. It was also much bigger now, about the size of a large beach ball. Making it much harder to hide, but had made it look like a drone that would follow after him. Thankfully it tricked anyone who would look at it and so they wouldn't pay it any mind.

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Cetanu was now seven years old and he was going about his day like he normally would. Right now he was searching through the data base of information that had been gathered from across the universe, taking from every world the Yautja had visited in their endless search for a great hunt.

He was looking at organisations that are spread just as far as his species were and what immediately came up was the Green Lantern Corps. He had to double check and then triple check, just to make sure that he wasn't in the wrong section. And it was no mistake, he was in the DC universe.

"Fuck."