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Marvel: My name is James, you can just - Wolverine

A person who from childhood did not know what it was to "walk" and "move his hands" falls into an ordinary sick boy born in the middle of the XIX century. But such an ordinary one? Maybe there is something else here? From the author: I am Russian More chapters on my account Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/killmobskin (Chapters every day and +10 more than here)

Killmobskin · Tranh châm biếm
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Chapter 1

Since childhood, I have been disabled, and all after the accident that deprived me of my legs and arms, turning me into a vegetable. I don't know why, but I didn't despair then. Maybe it was because of my parents, who constantly supported me, or because I didn't know the consequences at that time. The fact is that I did not withdraw into myself, but decided to live and achieve at least something in life. At that time I was seven years old.

Thus, twenty years have passed. I couldn't move myself, so I spent most of my time in bed. When I needed to go to the toilet and wanted to eat, I pressed the button, after which they came to me and fulfilled my wishes. Yes, I was able to make small movements with my hands. I also studied lying down, because for this I only needed to click the mouse and memorize the necessary information.

A year ago, my parents left this world, because I was a late child and they were under forty. But they loved me to the last and never let me doubt it. This greatly undermined me, which made my goal even further without their help. I dug deeper into the Internet and withdrew even more from the world. At the same time, I started having headaches.

A year later, I was told that I had brain cancer and that I had no more than three years left to live. Good news for someone who wanted to achieve something in life, right? So I thought that my life no longer makes sense. I wanted to just drop everything and die. But I remembered my parents and that they wanted me to live. Of course, I could have ignored it… Only I understood that their faith in me was the only thing left of them, so I continued to live.

I was no longer interested in any scientific literature. I read and watched only what could lift my mood, which was constantly on the "kill me" mark. But at one point, I just lost consciousness when I just started watching the X-Men movie series. I specially learned the chronology of films in order to watch everything in the course of the plot.

I managed to watch only the very beginning of the first film "X-Men: The Beginning. Wolverine", where a guy kills a man who turns out to be his biological father. And then he and his brother run away from home. All.

It was at this moment that I lost consciousness, but immediately opened my eyes. My whole body was burning, my head was splitting mercilessly, and my eyes wanted to stick together. It felt like I was plunged into a vat of hot water, in which they wanted to boil me. Through the hazy haze, I could see two people standing next to me. It was as if I was in a delirium and called my parents.

The limit system is activated. Integration begins. 1%…2%…5%…

My next awakening came with a jerk, as if I had been plunged into icy water. In front of me I saw a man with sideburns and for some reason my hands were clenched into fists and were on the chest of this man. I felt some moisture on my head and tried to unclench my fist by touching it, but when I took one hand away from the man's chest, I saw three bone blades, the beginning of which occurred between the joints of my fingers.

- Eh?! What?! — there was blood on the claws. The blood of this very man.

Then I squinted at my palm, which I touched to my head, and saw blood there. But for some reason, it didn't hurt like hell, except just a little. Only it itched incredibly. After this realization, I wanted to scratch there, which I did with my claws still outstretched. During this action, I felt something hard, and when I brought it to my face, I realized that it was some kind of metal shot.

Then he looked at the man in front of him.

— He... wasn't ... your father... "the man in front of me croaked," Son… — After that, I began to understand what had just happened and turned around, seeing the frightened face of a woman.

"Who are you...?", - flashed through my head.

— Who are you?.. - there were her words.

The system is fully integrated. The first limit is exceeded by 2%…

What was that? This inscription appeared right in front of me and immediately disappeared, and in the upper right corner there was some kind of scale, slightly filled in, with the number one under it. So, not about that now. It's time to get out, because soon people will come running here, and this is very bad for me. So I rushed to the exit, noting on the way that the body is very small, but the main thing is that I can run.

Puzzles were already beginning to form in my head and I realized that, most likely, I had died and somehow got here. And where, here? It didn't seem like a mystery to me anymore, because before I die, I can clearly remember everything that just happened. I saw it. In the movie. The very beginning. A guy named James is lying on the bed, sick. Next to him is Victor, who came to visit him.

Then his father enters the room, saying that the guy will soon recover. Then there is a noise and the voice of Victor's father, and the father, along with the guy himself, leave, a shot is fired. James runs out of his room. His eyes open to a view of his father, who is lying on the floor with a bullet through his chest, and not far from him is Victor's father with a gun and talking about something with James ' mother.

The guy is covered with madness and bone claws begin to come out of his hands. The boy starts running at the man with the claws pointed at him, but he raises his weapon and makes a shot. Only at the last moment, James ' mother covers her son and the shot falls on her. Only something wrong happened to me and part of the fraction hit me as well. Well, then we already know what happened.

After three hundred meters of my sprint, someone caught up with me and knocked me to the ground. I even froze for a moment, but then abruptly jumped out of the grip of the unknown and turned around to see who it was.

- Viktor... Ria? I said with surprise, because I did not expect to see a girl here at all.

It was supposed to be Victor, a guy who is two years older than me. But why is there a girl in front of me now? Maybe I didn't get into the canonical world? Okay, it doesn't matter. A sister is even better than a brother. The girl herself was brown-haired, with brown eyes and slightly taller than me, since she was older.

— I didn't mean it! I didn't want to kill him!

"Yes, he didn't want to," the girl said, taking me by the shoulders, " But he deserved it, right?

- ...- I'm silent, but something inside me agrees with this.

"Listen, Jimmy, you're my brother, and I'm your sister, because we have a common father. And what do relatives do when one of their own has a trouble? That's right, they help. So you and I are left just the two of us, so we can only count on ourselves — "she said, looking me straight in the eyes —" Well, brother, together against everyone?

I didn't think about the answer for a long time, because this girl is the only one who can take care of me in this new world. Now my name is James, and I will live this life so that I will never regret it.

"Yes, Sister, together against everyone," I said firmly.