Machine Man 38

After returning to base, Alex was abruptly pulled from his slumber by a worried voice. Waking up with the sensation that he had just run a marathon, back when he was a normal human, he sat up, his senses instantly heightened, and inquired, "Ughhh What happen I feel like I got run over by a train, Skynet?"

As the holographic display flickered to life, revealing a worried Skynet, she quickly diagnosed the situation. "Boss, you've exhausted your energy levels. Your recent endeavors have taken a toll, and you passed out from using too much energy."

As Skynet analyzed the situation, a holographic projection of the young girl in a red dress suggested, "Boss, to replenish your energy levels quickly, I recommend absorbing some nuclear power cells. It should expedite the recovery process."

Alex, with a smirk, responded, "So, I really am having nuclear power cells for lunch, huh?" Chuckling at the absurdity of the situation.

In the high-tech facility, Alex located a secure chamber containing nuclear power cells. The room was dimly lit, with a faint hum emanating from the energy sources within. The sleek, metallic canisters glowed softly with a radioactive aura.

As Alex consumed the nuclear power cells, Skynet's holographic interface monitored his energy levels. Scanning him thoroughly, the AI reported, "Energy levels rising to optimal levels. Absorption successful. You should be back to full capacity in no time."

As Alex sat down to eat, he and Skynet watched the hologram recording of the intense battle between the Fantastic Four and Victor Von Doom. The scene unfolded before them with clarity, each moment captured in detail.

Johnny, with his playful spirit, teased Ben about his rocky form. "Have a little relapse, huh? Glad to have our mascot back. Welcome back, big guy," Johnny commented seeing Ben back in his rocky form.

Victor, reveling in his godly complex, unleashed a torrent of electricity, creating chaos as lightning bolts danced in the air. "This is gonna be fun," Victor declared, his arrogance evident as he posed a threat to the unsuspecting civilians below.

Reacting swiftly, Victor hurled bolts of lightning at Johnny Storm and Ben Grimm, sending them hurtling through the air. As Sue formed a shield to protect the onlookers.

Some onlookers dispersed while others remained, transfixed by the unfolding spectacle. Skynet remarked on the audacity of these individuals, unable to comprehend their willingness to put themselves in harm's way for the sake of recording the event.

"I can't understand how these flimsy humans can stand in the face of danger with their phones and record all this," Skynet commented, its digital voice tinged with incredulity.

Alex, chimed in with a wry observation. "Well, some people are just stupid and are willing to win the Darwin awards for stupid things," he remarked, his tone reflecting a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Skynet hearing this replied, "Individuals who have supposedly contributed to human evolution by selecting themselves out of the gene pool by dying, I don't think they will make any great contribution to the human genome."

Alex chuckling at her response just said, "Well something like that."

As the battle continued, Reed attempted to confront Victor, only to be met with amusement from the metallic villain. Victor released a barrage of lightning bolts, but Reed managed to change form of a cloak, wrapping Victor entrapping him.

"Johnny Super nova," Reed called out, prompting Johnny to unleash scorching flames in an attempt to trap Victor. Skynet and Alex watched with anticipation as the battle unfolded.

As Sue struggled to maintain her barrier and Johnny reached new heights of temperature, Alex and Skynet observed the intensity of the battle. They marveled at the Fantastic Four's resilience in the face of danger, even as Victor taunted them with his arrogance.

But Reed had a plan. "Time for your lesson… CHEM 101," Reed quipped, calling on Ben to assist him. Together, they rapidly cooled Victor's hot metal form, encasing him in ice and bringing an end to the conflict.

As the mist settled and Victor stood frozen in place, Alex nodded in approval at Reed's ingenuity. Together, they watched as the Fantastic Four emerged victorious, their unity and determination proving once again that they were a formidable force.

As the holographic recording of the battle between the Fantastic Four and Victor Von Doom played out before them, Skynet and Alex analyzed the heroes' performance with keen interest.

"Reed Richards is a fascinating subject," Skynet remarked, processing data on his capabilities. "His ability to stretch and manipulate his body is impressive."

Alex's expression grew serious as he considered the implications. "Agreed. But Reed's mind is his most powerful asset. His recent creation of the machine that replicated the storm, makes him a potential danger, who knows what other things he can create we need to make sure to monitor him. Make sure we track his every move."

Skynet continued its analysis, processing data in real-time. "Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman, is displaying impressive control over her force field abilities. However, it seems that prolonged use is causing strain, as indicated by fluctuations in her energy levels."

Alex concurred, tapping into Skynet's analysis. "Yes, her defensive capabilities are formidable, but there's definitely room for improvement in terms of endurance."

Johnny Storm's pyrokinetic abilities are remarkable," Skynet noted, analyzing the intensity of the flames. "However, his unrestrained use of power poses a significant risk, especially if he were to lose control."

Alex nodded in agreement, a furrow forming on his brow. "Indeed, Johnny's potential for collateral damage is a concern. We'll need to develop countermeasures in case he goes rogue or loses control of his abilities."

Finally, they assessed Ben Grimm, also known as the Thing, whose brute strength and durability were on full display as he engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Victor. "Ben's physical strength is unmatched, its possible his capable of unleashing 100 tons of force." Skynet observed, analyzing the force behind each of his punches. "His rock-like exterior provides unparalleled protection, making him a formidable opponent in close-quarters combat."

"Absolutely," Alex agreed, impressed by Ben's resilience. "His durability and incredible strength is a significant asset, allowing him to withstand powerful attacks and deliver devastating blows in return. But there should be no problem with him for now."

After having his fill of nuclear lunch, Alex took a moment to reflect on the recent events that have happened, he looks at his surroundings. Standing in his underground base surrounded by the hum of machinery and the glow of servers. At the corner of the room lay an assortment of vehicles he had utilized, each with its own uses and purpose.

Approaching his Quadra Type 66 Javelina, he extended his hand towards it, remembering the sensation just before he passed out. Determined to experiment, he attempted to share some of his energy with the vehicle. As golden energy flowed from his chest through his hand and into the Javelina, a transformation unfolded. The car became sleeker, more aerodynamic, its black body became more streaked while retaining the red and blue accent, one thing that stands out is, its now adorned with glowing gold lines that accented its features. It resembled a modern version of the crush gears he had admired as a child.

Looking at the result, Alex marveled at the changes. There was a lingering telepathic connection, an energy bond that seemed to persist. As he consciously severed this connection, the Javelina promptly reverted to its original form.

Amidst the technology-laden atmosphere, Skynet's holographic interface flickered to life. "Boss, that was an intriguing display of your newfound abilities. Scans indicate a temporary enhancement in the car's speed and aerodynamics during the energy transfer."

Alex, grinning at the feedback, replied, "Remind me to run field tests? Will try to use this around Hell's Kitchen and give some people a fright."

Skynet, processing the suggestion, responded, "Analyzing potential applications now. Those meatbags won't know what hit them."

Further testing we have found out that this power allowed me to enhance specific items as long as I supplied them with energy. The transformation varied based on my instinctive needs; if firepower was required, a simple gun could be upgrade giving it more fire power, and the same applied to defense by upgrading an old armor I haven't absorb. However, this ability seemed confined to external objects as I tried to upgrade the one already absorb in my body and they did not work.

The scope of my upgrades expanded, now reaching larger entities. Theoretically, I believed I could upgrade an entire aircraft carrier as long I have enough energy in my body, plus provided the materials and existing components allowed for it. It's not like I can turn a F-22 Raptor and give it light speed. There were limitations.

Furthermore, the raw materials I had absorbed over time were no longer dormant. Now, I could mold them into diverse machines. It was as if I had become a walking factory, reminiscent of the Protoss probes in old RTS games. With an ample supply of materials, I could fabricate any machine I knew, regardless of complexity or size – even something as intricate as a T-800. Though the production time was influenced by the machine's complexity and size, this newfound power unfolded a myriad of possibilities for me.

Meanwhile at Shield HQ. Natasha Romanoff, known as Black Widow, quickly made her way to Nick Fury's office after her encounter with Specter. Fury, always composed, listened intently as she delivered her report.

"Specter," Fury mused, his brow furrowing in thought. "We've been trying to figure him out, this is our first encounter with him, what did you find?"

Natasha nodded, her expression grave. "He's very strong it feels like I'm fighting a machine, Director. He's powerful, agile, and his fighting ability is unlike anything I've ever seen. Bullets didn't even scratch him."

Fury's gaze hardened. "And what was his purpose in destroying the machine?"

"He didn't say much, it feels like he knows my Identify and even taunts me" Natasha replied, frustration evident in her voice. "But it seemed like he was solely focused on destroying the machine. The blueprints, physical copies, and even the computer were all obliterated. It's like he didn't want any trace of it left behind."

Fury leaned back in his chair, contemplating their next move. "We need to find out more about this Specter and what he's after. Keep an eye on him, Natasha."

As they discussed their options, Agent Coulson entered the room, a sense of urgency in his demeanor.

"Director Fury, we've reached out to the Fantastic Four," Coulson reported. "They're willing to help us, but they don't want to be official members of S.H.I.E.L.D. They're more focused on scientific research and their own pursuits."

Fury nodded thoughtfully. "Understood. We'll take all the help we can get. Keep the lines of communication open with them, Coulson. And see if we can persuade Johnny Storm and Ben Grimm to lend us a hand. Their powers could be invaluable in dealing with threats like Specter."

As they continued to strategize, Fury and his team knew that they were facing a formidable adversary, they could have gotten the machine which can seal the powers of Fantastic 4 if not for Specter.

But with the combined efforts of S.H.I.E.L.D. and their newfound allies, they were determined to uncover the truth behind his actions.

As the discussion turned to Victor Von Doom, Fury sighed heavily, his expression grave. "I would have preferred to keep a close eye on Victor, given his potential threat level. But with him being royalty in Latveria, any action we take could spark international conflict."

Coulson nodded in agreement. "Agreed, Director. It's a delicate situation specially with the pressure we got from UN. We'll have to rely on our contacts and keep tabs on him from a distance."

Fury shifted his focus to Victor's formidable abilities. "His metallic skin and his powers to emit energy and lightning bolts make him a force to be reckoned with. We'll need to monitor any activity from Latveria closely."

Just then, the conversation turned to Alex Arasaka. "Our agents have been keeping an eye on him," Coulson reported. "He seems to be sticking to his usual routine—working in his office, going home, even eating with his staff. I doubt his Specter, with Natasha's recent encounter and him being in a different place."

Fury raised an eyebrow. "What about his abilities?"

Simmons a level 5 agent spoke up hesitantly. "It's... interesting, Director. It seems he has the power to vibrate, but compared to Reed Richards' abilities, it appears rather... limited."

A few chuckles rippled through the room, but Fury remained serious. "Keep monitoring him closely. We can't afford to underestimate anyone, especially not in times like these."

As they continued their discussion, the complexities of dealing with both Victor Von Doom and Alex Arasaka weighed heavily on their minds. But as agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., they were prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead, no matter how formidable the adversaries.

The next day at Arasaka HQ, I strolled over to Felicia's desk, wanting some downtime and needing something to do to relax and unwind, I approached her, the office exuded a sense of modern opulence. The walls, adorned with the iconic Arasaka logo giving an aura of power and prestige. The ambient lighting, a blend of warm tones, gave the space a sophisticated yet modern look.

Felicia who seemed busy with her work. Her desk, a polished mahogany surface, held a state-of-the-art computer. The room was adorned with contemporary artwork, a nod to both luxury and creativity.

Felicia, looking up, raised an eyebrow. "The, Fantastic 4?"

Grinning at her surprised expression, I chuckled, "Yeah, the Fantastic 4. So, wanna be my plus one to this party?"

Are you sure you don't wanna go there by yourself and continue your skirt chasing escaped? She asked in doubt.

"As I've told you before, it's not like that. I'm just really interested in Outer Space. So are you coming or not?" Alex ask again now abit more serious in demeanor.

Eyes sparkling with excitement, Felicia exclaimed, "Would I?"

"Great! Well, let's get shopping then," I proposed. "We need something more to stand out from the crowd."

The mere mention of shopping transformed Felicia's demeanor. Her eyes gleamed with anticipation, and she couldn't agree more.

As we walked arm in arm through the modern and luxurious Arasaka HQ, my newly enhance body allowed me to pick up snippets of gossip from my employees. The murmurings intensified as we passed by them. Some were evidently speculating about Felicia and me, forming a mix of jealousy and some with approval saying how we look good as a couple.

As we stepped into the elevator, I turned to Felicia with a mischievous grin. "Did you catch them? I swear they're gossiping about us."

Felicia, sharing the amusement, flashed a grin of her own. "They're probably just wishing they had a rich and powerful boss to treat them to some shopping."

Chuckling at the banter, we descended through the modern marvel of Arasaka's headquarters, the atmosphere radiating sophistication and success.

As we exit the elevator, we saw Flint Marco waiting for us. Flint asked, "Where to, boss?"

Looking at Flint, I said, "Not this time. I just want to unwind. Just take some time off and rest."

Flint smiled, "You are the boss," as he left to go home. Felicia looked at me and said, "Are you stress out or something?

I replied, "You know, just normal things a handsome young CEO who is secretly going out with their beautiful secretary does."

Felicia, riding the flow, teased, "Is that so? Well, that handsome young CEO better prepare his wallet because that young and beautiful secretary is about to get some expensive gifts for this trip."

We walked over to the parking lot of the building, and I headed to my designated parking where my car lay.

Approaching my newly released sports car, the Arasaka Rayfield Caliburn 001, the second model I have released, I gave it a white body with highlights of gold—a stark contrast to my vigilante persona. Looking at the car it's even more beautiful than its digital counterpart in game.

The Rayfield Caliburn, a marvel of a vehicle, featured a Crystal Dome windshield, providing privacy for the passengers when viewed from the exterior. It offered a level of luxury with a feisty flare, imbued with a sportier soul and crafted with a fire-breathing engine and aerodynamic body.

Driving the Caliburn felt like flying a jet at ground level. Even Tony Stark wanted to get his hands on this baby by offering billions. Too bad for him; I ain't selling it. He can settle for the 002 and 004.

As a sign of being a gentleman, I opened up the door and let Felicia in, giving a mock bow and saying, "My lady, please."

Ever playful with her personality, she gave a curtsey and said, "Why thank you, sir," as we laughed. All buckled up and ready for the biggest enemy of all man "shopping".