Waking up & Time Skip
Waking up in a room bigger than your old houses entire top floor, on a king sized bed comfier than anything you've ever felt before is amazing.
The sharp pain in my temples from all the memories and knowledge I accumulated in both life times getting shotgunned into my brain was less so.
Luckily it didn't last long and once it stopped so did the pain, now I just felt relief and extreme mental clarity. This must be how people like Peter parker and Tony stark feel, although after the mental knowledge came the physical.
Fighting, dancing, fucking and a plethora of other physical activities I had ever seen professionals do became muscle memory, it felt kind of tingly.
I quickly jump out of the bed and instantly start shadow boxing like Vasyl Lomachenko with the intensity of Mike Tyson. Foot movement came so easily, I glided around the large open space throwing accurate and powerful strikes like a violent ballet.
I had to stop soon after tho, I'm only 5 and I haven't come in to contact with any powered people or pro athletes from what the memories of my first 5 years of life tell me. Gotta change that soon.
I take in my new room, luxury comes to mind, this is the kind of stuff I only ever saw looking at mega mansion and estate tours on youtube. I'm about to go explore the house for myself when I hear "Lex, time for your birthday breakfast sweetie! Have a shower, get dressed and come eat!"
It's my new mother, Grace Mercer, calling me. I know she didn't cook, as my memories tell me we have live-in Michelin star chefs here. Warmth spreads through my chest as feelings of love and comfort accompanied by memories of our time together pass through my mind at lightning speed.
With a big smile I tell out "Okay mom, I'll be down soon!" I make my way into my bathroom, there's tasteful gold inlay and marble everywhere but it doesn't look gaudy or tacky like some million dollar bathrooms you may see online.
I quickly jump in the shower and have a nice hot soak from all 7 shower heads, was it an unnecessary indulgence? Absolutely. I've wanted a shower like this for years and it was amazing. However breakfast awaited so I wash myself thoroughly and quickly, impressed with my package even for how young I am. Puberty hormones may be a bitch when I get older, but it'll be worth having to hide the random monster boners I'll get randomly when I start getting women into bed.
After I get out, dry off and put some clothes on I prepare myself and head down for what I'm sure is going to be some world class food.
I walk into the kitchen and there are my parents, Grace and Thomas Mercer, they're young, have model good looks and they look at me with nothing but love and affection. I get the same kind of feelings and memories about my new dad as I did about my new mom and with a big smile on my face I head over to hug them both, get some birthday wishes and eat the best meal I have ever had, and I mean ever. This is going to be a great life and I'll make sure nothing bad happens to either of them.
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TIME SKIP TO SOME GOOD STUFF
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Today is my first day at Midtown High, my parents were happy I wanted to go to, what in this universe, is a Highschool for mentally and physically gifted teens so they quickly approved. I'm 15, starting grade 10 two months into the school year, it was a last minute decision to come here and not just continue homeschooling, blast through highschool and go to college. I have an IQ that's literally off the charts and it's currently 2005 so I still have to wait for Iron Man to start in 2008 but mutants and other powered beings occasionally make the news, that is when Shield doesn't bury the story.
I'd looked up Carol Danvers and thanked god, she didn't look like flat-ass douchebag Brie Larson, nor did she look like a short haired militant lesbian. She was buxom, curvy and was easily a solid 9 for this universe and according to reports was a sweet, lovely woman who happed to take no shit from anyone. Score one for her not being the egotistical douchey version of herself.
I myself am 6'2 and ripped, not as filled out or as tall as I will be in a few years but I'm no slouch. I have shoulder length dark brown hair with natural dirty blond highlights throughout, which when added to my looks definitely gets me attention, which I admit is enjoyable as long as I don't get swamped by the masses, I doubt that'll happen tho.
I get out of my metallic maroon Holden efijy concept car (Google it it's mint), it cost me a pretty penny but my personal bank account had millions in it thanks to my parents inital 1 million dollar loan and my own subsequent investments and stock trades. It turns out walking past the hundreds of professionals that work on wall street got me their combined skill for reading stock trends and predicting them. Suffice to say I paid my parents back that million dollars when I turned 10 and they couldn't have been prouder. It was a memory I cherish, I loved making them proud of me.
I lock my car, ignoring the stares I was getting and made my way into the school. I turn a corner and stop in my tracks, because what I'm seeing is happening too early in the timeline. A large blond kid with what appears to be a lightning bolt shaved into the side of his slicked back fade was holding a nerdy but handsome kid half his size off the ground against a locker.
"I said give me your homework Puny Parker, don't make me beat your ass twice in one week!" Yep that was definitely Flash Thompson and Peter Parker aka the future Spider-Man.
I quickly take stock of what's happening, think things through and decide being best mates with, who many people believe to be, the greatest super hero in Marvel was definitely something I wanted. And let's face it, the guy has the shittiest luck on earth I swear to the One Above All. So a best mate/genius/financial backer would definitely benefit him greatly.
Making my way over two the two I grab Flash by the back of his head and smash his face into the locker next to Peters head. A crunch resounds throughout the hallway and Flash falls to the ground holding his broken and bleeding nose groaning in pain.
I notice all sound has stopped and look around me, everyone is staring at me like I needed to be put in a straitjacket, I guess no one had ever put Flash in his place before.
I pay them no mind and offer Peter my hand, he'd fallen on his butt when Flash suddenly let him go. "Looks like you could use a friend, I'm Alex Mercer but people call me Lex." He hesitates for a second before grabbing my hand snd getting up saying "Thanks man I'm Peter, Peter Parker, and you didn't have to do that. Or I should say, you shouldn't have done that, Flash is captain of the football team and just about every other team he decides to play for, hes popular, like king of the school popular and his parents are loaded."
Awww he's worried about me already, that's spidey for ya. I care about people but I know myself well enough to know I can and will take life when I feel I need to. Green Goblin's getting decapitated as soon as he rears that stupid green face, so is Killgrave. Not exactly pinnacle of morality like my future web-head friend, but I'm ok with that.
"Thanks Peter Peter Parker" I give him a cheeky grin letting him know I'm just playin "I appreciate the heads up, but I'm not worried about the roided up jackass." As I finish speaking the principal enters the scene, sees flash clutching his bloody face and asks "What's going on here?! What happened to Flash?!" Everyone wearing a letterman jacket or cheerleading outfit immediately pointed at me, snitchy little pricks.
I just smile and say "Hey principal Skinner, lovely morning isn't it?" Everyone looks at me like I'm crazy again, all except Skinner, he looks like he's about to get a headache. I guess finding out the billionaires son broke the millionaire sons nose wasn't what he wanted to hear.
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I missed first period but things got sorted, I wired Flashes parents 15 grand to get his nose fixed and another 20 just to, and I quote, "shut the fuck up about their dickhead son."
Flash finding out my parents were billionaires didn't seem to sink into his thick skull because as he was leaving for the hospital/ plastic surgeon he threatened that him and his boys were "gonna get me". I just rolled my eyes and said, "If the football team wants to miss this season due to various injuries, that's no skin off my nose".
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The rest of the day was good, boring, but good. I got a bunch of phone numbers, one of which was from Felecia Hardy, Fuck. Yes. And met some others.
Gwen stacy was a sexy punkrocker with a wicked sense of humor, she seemed to get along with Pete pretty well, I detect some mutual feelings, gotta get Peter to make a move, maybe after he gets the spider bite.
Mary Jane Watson was another breathtaking beauty, they definitely never got the character right in the movies or cartoons. 3 more years and I wont feel like a predator if I take her to bed, I may be 15 physically but mentally I'm at least 16, I kid, I'm probably closer to 36 but reliving your life from childhood gives you an immature mentality even with all the knowledge and memories you may have.
What gets my attention is when our AP biology teacher tells us we have a field trip to Ozcorp coming up next week. He hands us our permission forms and tells us to have them back by the end of the week, I'm almost vibrating I'm so excited, not that anyone could tell, I mastered my cool and aloof look well. Next week Peter becomes Spider-Man, and I'll finally be able to start collecting my super powers, not that I don't have 1 or 2 already, but that's a secret I'll keep to myself for now.
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Boom chapter 2 is done, didn't expect for it to come this quickly but when the writing bug has you just go with it.
Hope you all like, please leave a review or comment, let me know what you're liking, what you're not liking, what you think I can improve on and whether you want a harem or not, I'm not fussy. 1 girl and the mc will probs sleep around a bit before finding miss right. 2 or more and we'll just go with a multi-way relationship, who doesn't like some girl love? Lol.
Once again, if you're reading this, thank you for spending your time on this Aussie's dumbass ramblings, it's much appreciated.