In the box

Going to the bank was pretty easy except it didn't open on weekends and I had to wait until Monday to go check the box. I stole the soul of a guy in a business suit and put my soul into his body. I did this so I didn't need extra hassle, walking into a bank dressed as a prison guard who killed one of the prisoners. Might cause some issues.

I never actually did something like this before, in fact I had never been in a bank before. Cognition warmed up to speak, however due to my lack of knowledge he didn't really know how to ask to check the security boxes. I looked into the future finding the box number. Might as well ask to see it.

We walked up to the counter and begun. "Hello Miss My name is Mikael and we are here to check a security lock box. It is box 0192, how can we access it?"

"Do you have proof of ownership?"

"The owner died miss, we am here to clear out the box. It once belong to a criminal named whiplash. He has in fact died, as you know. So may we access the box?"

"You say we? There is only one of you may I know who you are with?"

"That is confidential, may we access the box?"

She moved her hands down under her desk, it seemed she thought we were suspicious. "Sir, unless you have identification or proof of ownership. You can't access the box."

Well Plan B, "Sorry to hear that miss, We will take our leave."

I left the building and used the space stone to teleport in. I would need to grab it now and go. Teleporting into the room, I checked the future to find the box and code.

{You plan on killing that girl aren't you?}

She got in our way, once we grab the box I'll use the space stone to phase her into the sky. She can fall to her death for getting in the way. We need to get this...

{Sure, just don't make it obvious. Don't want you getting caught and not fulfilling your part of our deal.}

Opening the box inside was...fuck all. I shifted through the garbage that was inside of it, some papers about birds. A few personal documents and a fucking floppy disk. Who the fuck uses floppy disks?

I took the disk encase it had something important. Everything else was useless...

"COME OUT OF THE ROOM WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"

{Seems like someone reported us.}

Using all my power I tried to view the people outside. If I walked through that door who would be waiting for me?

{Does that man have an eye-patch? Who uses an eye-patch?}

I have no idea, their uniforms say S.H.I.E.L.D. Must be some kind of task force. I opened a portal out of the bank and into the other side of the country. They likely tracked the energy of the space stone. So we can teleport and fly off.

{You will need to find someplace to check the disk.}

We can go to a library, those usually have some computers that use floppy disks.

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"Nick Fury he used the Tesseract again. Whoever this guy is he is definitely the one who stole it during the..."

"Find them, if they know more about the Tesseract then we do. We need to find them."

"Should we inform the avengers, it seems the man was here to access a security box that was previously owned by a villain who attacked Iron Man."

"No, not yet."

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Stealing the soul of a random teenager and swapping bodies again was getting pretty fun now. After teleporting to California I flew over to the closest town. People were tracking us now, and I need some more power.

{Maybe you should try to gain more physical power. We make you stronger, except the stronger you are the stronger we make you physically. So perhaps you should seek out a super soldier serum as you called it or some other means of physical strength.}

First the floppy disk, I am gonna transfer all the files to a flash drive then we can see about looking into the future.

Sitting in a random library, I scrolled through the files.

"Sir the library is closing, you need to leave."

A spear of black mass stabbed into the annoyance's throat. I would leave the library when I need to.

{You seem very tired, perhaps we should lock the library and sleep here?}

The floppy disk files were going to take a while to transfer. The floppy disk had everything I need, except I would literally require an iron man suit. It seemed the most fitting one I could grab was one that was named war machine. I begun the transfer of files, and I went to sleep. Cognition was right. I was extremely tired, thinking about it I haven't slept in days.

{You haven't actually slept in weeks, we are surprised you stayed awake for so long. Rest now...}