Attack On New York(Chapter 20)
"I still can't believe we sent him into that death trap," the white man said as he sighed before taking a puff of his smoke. "Fifteen men should do it," said the black man as he took a sip of his drink. "Well, you guys seem to be enjoying yourselves," Henry suddenly said as the door opened and he stepped through. The three men immediately perked up, seeing Henry, who was wearing his blood-soaked costume. They were, of course, stunned by the fact that he was alive, the fact that he came, and the amount of blood on his clothes.
They stayed quiet for a second as Henry then took a seat, moving his mask a little and taking a sip from an unopened bottle before looking at the three men. "What's wrong? It looks like you guys have seen a ghost," he joked as the men remained quiet. "What's wrong? Come on, drink, laugh, snort some powder, after all, its a night club" he said, his smile visible due to the mask being moved. The three men didn't say a word, although Henry seemed to have blood on him, he wasn't having trouble moving or showing any signs that he was injured. "What's wrong? LAUGH!" Henry yelled, breaking the glass in his hand, causing some of the women to yelp in surprise.
The black man spoke first, "Hey man, Alchemist w—" but before he could continue, Henry threw what remained of the bottle at him. "you know what? i changed my mind, I don't want to hear another sentence," he said, placing his index finger on his mouth, then leaned back. "You know, we could have done this peacefully, we could have done this right," he said as he then got up. "You could have made millions, instead you guys had to be pathetic, you had to be short-sighted, you had to be idiots," Henry berated them as he then went to the door. The three men seemed to have a sigh of relief as he seemed to be leaving, only for him to stop at the door and turn his head before saying, "Instead, you will suffocate on your own spit," before breaking a vial on the floor.
"No, no, no, wait," the men and women immediately scrambled to leave the room, only for Henry to close the door on them as he barricaded the door.
Listening to the banging on the door as they suffocated to death, Henry then sighed as he leaned on the door for a while until the knocking stopped. He straightened his clothes. "Well, that was disappointing," he thought to himself as he left the club. "Now I have to find more low lives, fuck, maybe that fat ass kingpin would do" he groaned as he walked on the road before purchasing a pizza and sitting on top of a rooftop, which overlooked Tony Stark's big ugly tower. "That is one ugly piece of shit-looking tower," he mused to himself as he chomped down on his pizza as the night fell, enjoying the breeze and the night, away from any fight or blood.
The next morning, Henry was woken up by a loud crash. As he opened his eyes, he was not wearing his costume but rather just blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and a blue cap. He got up, still feeling groggy, and looked down, just to see someone fall from Stark Tower. "Well, that is one brutal way to die," he thought to himself as he popped a potion, which was synthesized to freshen his mouth and clean his teeth as it was made from charcoal and toothpaste. After popping the potion, Henry expected the people beneath the tower to scream and yell, but what he saw was the man falling down only to fly back up now dressed in an iron suit. "Well, that sucks, fucking iron man" Henry said disappointedly.
He then looked up and saw a literal hole in the sky made by a beam coming from Stark Tower. "Ah, what the fuck," confused Henry watched as the hole in the sky started to pour things down. "Ah shit," Henry cursed as vehicles resembling horseless carriages came down, followed by what Henry could only describe as a mechanical space whale. "Well shit, fuck," cursing to himself, Henry watched as the aliens started to wreak havoc, using plasma guns to break buildings, exploding cars. In just a matter of minutes, the whole city was turned into a literal warzone, and as you can guess, Henry could be seen running along the ground as one of the carriages chased after him, firing their plasma guns at him.
The reason why he wasn't dead was simple: he popped another speed potion, a tier 4 speed potion, which he created the moment the invasion started by teleporting into his hideout, using his powerful plants to create the potion before teleporting back into the city. He also picked up his most destructive potion, or gas, which he was currently holding as he jumped over a car while the purple plasma shots passed beneath him. Midair, Henry then threw the test tube he was holding into the carriage. The test tube hit the carriage, breaking and causing a great explosion, which took out all five aliens on the carriage, crushing the carriage into the side of a building.
Henry then stopped running as he approached the crushed carriage before actually teleporting with the carriage into his first hideout by touching it. Inside his first hideout, he madly laughed, "Hhhhhhhhhh, fucking aliens are real, gods are real, so are superpowered people. Finally, this world is awakening," he laughed to himself madly as he removed the charred aliens off the carriage. He said out loud, "So definitely anti-gravity technology. With this technology, not only would I be able to progress by leaps and bounds with my technology, I could even start on my own golem like the Asgardian Destroyer." Just the potential that this new technology represented had Henry salivating, so he had to get greedy. "I need more. I was hesitant with the Destroyer golem, losing out on some valuable technology, but this is an invasion. The government and heroes would be too busy tackling the invaders that they won't have time for me," he pondered.
He then teleported back into the battlefield carelessly, nearly paying the price as a large chunk of the skyscraper behind him was blown to bits, raining down concrete. With the speed potion, he was able to quickly get out of the splash zone as he saw dozens of the aliens, who were techno-organic, with insect-like mouths. They wielded weapons ranging from rifles to spears that shoot plasma. They were laying on the floor. Henry then picked up some of the weapons and teleported away. "Loot, such great loot," Henry continued to collect the weapons of the Chitauri soldiers and even their corpses, as he happily sang a tune. However, his happiness was short-lived as he heard the sound of guns clicking. Turning around, he saw someone he didn't expect to see again.
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A/N: Well, another chapter. Hope you guys like it. And for those who were sad that he didn't get most of the Destroyer, don't worry. Trust me, no matter how safe SHIELD's vaults are, they don't have infinity, and even if they did, he would use essence extraction on it. Oops, spoilers.