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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)

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Chapter 45

In front of me now was the main spaceship of an unknown enemy that attacked me. My boat looked somehow faded against this background because of its size, since it was ten times smaller. But I can't look at this miracle of technology for a long time — there is not enough time. So I stretched out my hand in the direction of the enemy and hit him with everything I could absorb.

The beam that appeared pierced through the ship, but, of course, did not destroy it. It's a shame, to be honest, although it will not be easy to fix it. At the end, I gave the middle finger and I didn't care if the enemies saw it or not. Then he focused on the energy of the tesseract in his body. I had no idea how to use it, but I still had a rough idea. By focusing on a certain place on Earth, I released the energy of the tesseract.

The next thing the enemy saw was the explosion of their target's ship, which blocked the view, and some kind of blue flash.

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At the same time on the planet Earth, Austria, the city of Linz, a forest park.

- Mmm... - I groaned, getting up from the ground and holding my head with my right hand, - Huh? - correction, I didn't have my right hand, but it was actively recovering.

Yeah, that's what experiments with the spatial energy of an unexplored artifact do, but risky situations require risky decisions, and losing an arm is better than death. Moreover, the lost limb will soon be restored. Another good thing is that my holoprojector was not damaged during the transfer and was still attached to my LEFT arm. Heh, how lucky I am…

After waiting for full regeneration, I decided to look around. I found a newspaper on a bench and realized that I was now in Austria, or rather, in the city of Linz, where my sister, Steve and I decided to get a car. But it's been about ten days, and Victoria, along with my adopted son, had to leave the same way they came, that is, by plane.

Many people would ask me, but why did you move here, and not immediately to your home? I will be happy to answer this! My abilities with the work of the tesseract energy are approaching approximately an estimate of zero, so I was transported to Earth, but to a completely random place taken from my memories. I think we should warn our relatives.

So I took care of the last action. I just found a quieter place so that people wouldn't interfere — I'm kind of in the enemy's camp, so it's undesirable for me to shine. After a little fumbling with the settings of my high-tech device, I managed to tune in to my satellite and connect to my own control center from it.

- Alo-alo, can anyone hear me? If yes, then go to the main computer — - my voice should have sounded in every speaker of my bunker, and they are located in every room. It's a pity that I didn't set up cameras — so I could make sure that at least someone is in my shelter. And so, we have to call them to the center, since only there you can talk through a video link.

- James?! - Sarah's voice sounded surprised and at the same time joyful, as she ran to the appointed place — - Alive! - she smiled happily when she saw my image on the screen.

— Yes, yes, I'm alive, my love, - I smiled warmly, — I had an extremely lousy situation here, so I had to stay late, but don't worry — I'll be there soon. Tell the others the same thing, "I noticed that the girl wanted to ask me about everything," I'll tell you everything when we all get together. This promises to be interesting, so I don't want to repeat everything several times. Bye, I love you! - ahem, I probably shouldn't have switched off so abruptly, but I understood that it could take a long time, so I did so.

After a little thought, I came to the conclusion that nothing so terrible would happen in the end. Then I got my own size clothes, in which I will not stand out here (I stole them while they were drying in the yard of one of the houses), but I was in no hurry to rush to Brooklyn, because... I was a little hungry. And what? I went through such stress that I lost almost all the energy that was in my body.

Therefore, I decided to first eat culturally before moving home. So I did, having previously robbed one "innocent" passerby, yes. In fact, I noticed that this man was a thief himself, who was very good at disguising himself and hiding after the deed was done, which is why he also stole from him unnoticed. And soon I was having lunch in a cozy restaurant.

But when I left the institution, they already wanted to rob me. The strangest thing is that it was the same thief from whom I stole, and, surprisingly, the man almost succeeded, if not for my heightened senses. I didn't want to attract the attention of people around me, so I just took the intruder by the hand and led him to a less crowded place. The thief tried to free his limb, but my grip is not so easy to break.

Soon we went into one of the alleys, in which there were only garbage cans and a couple of street cats. At our approach, all the animals immediately fell down, now definitely leaving us just the two of us. The pickpocket himself was dressed in a shabby raincoat with a hood, which I immediately took off from him. It turned out to be a skinny boy of about fifteen.

- Well, — I began, - Who will you be and why do you do such things?

- ...- silence was my answer.

- Hmm, if you don't want it in a good way, then it will be in a bad way,-I decided to scare him a little, put my fist right in front of his face, and slowly began to release my blades.

— Don't! - he bulged his eyes with fear, but it wasn't that that confused me, but the fact that his voice... she had a female voice,-I didn't want to steal, but I was kicked out of the house, so I had to!

"Stop," I said, and began to read her superficial thoughts — " First, take your real form.

"How are you..." she asked with horror, but she obeyed. And, as if by magic, the appearance of an ordinary guy was replaced by... a girl even shorter than it was. Only her skin color was blue, and her hair was red.

— How old are you? I asked, marveling at such a metamorphosis, " And what is your name?"

- Raven… I'm eleven... " she looked hunted at my claws, which made me have to pull them back, because I didn't expect that the thief would be a little girl, because I'm not used to reading minds in passive mode, but I feel that I will have to do it soon.

- Ahem — - I cleared my throat, - I'm sorry for threatening — - to begin with, I apologized, which surprised ryzhia, - Can you tell me what happened to you?

— And you... won't hit me or yell at me?" Raven was still looking fearfully at my hand and trembling slightly — " Because of my real appearance, people usually shout that I'm a demon and run away, and others also beat me…

"Oh," I sighed and gently pressed her to me, starting to stroke her hair.

What they brought the poor girl to. To tear off the limbs of those individuals who raised their hand against the child. Although it is useless to say something about them — for people of this time, she really looks like a demon, but this does not prevent me from judging them. But soon such cases will happen more often, as there will be more and more mutants like Raven.