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[50] Stem Cell Research, Natasha Romanoff

5th March, 2011.


As time flipped into the new year, the seasons changed again, with winter giving way to spring. The coldness of winter was replaced by the freshness and renewal of spring. There was hope in the air.


This change signified many things happening around the globe. When we talk about...

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[49] Minecraft, GOTY award, Setting the Stage, And Miss Hardy?

There's this quote that states, 'Time flies, and so should you.' Humans weren’t designed to fly like winged avians, but they can technically achieve flight. Anyway, the quote doesn't have any connection with flight but instead grasps the handles of time and opportunity. From the end of summer through the beginning of fresh autumn and fina...

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Author's Note

Hey guys, hope y'all doing good?

I have been having problems posting this week due to a loss. My friend's mother left the world just recently and I was grieving with her. It's saddening but i always tell myself it's the way of life. Please give me today and I'll continue with updates tomorrow, 'kay?

Good bye since I've less to say. ...

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[48] Her Growth

Two Months Later. 


Inside a spacious training hall filled with various weapons and equipment, two people faced off against each other. 


The tension in the atmosphere was almost palpable as the two assumed fighting stances, gauging each other's movements with each passing second. <...

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[47] Womp Womp

"This is the first time you have ever asked me for something. I can't refuse you even if I wanted to," Joe said, a thin smile stretching his lips. 



Seeing Gwen still giving him those stubborn yet vulnerable doe eyes, he chuckled. "Okay, I'll teach you how to protect yourself." 



Gwen showed a sa...

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[46] How To Fight

Gwen knew. 



She understood what that kiss would mean between them. It wouldn’t be as straightforward as she might have hoped. It was only going to complicate their current relationship. However, Gwen was none the wiser. 


Her emotions and the tension-filled mood overruled any thoughts of backpedal...

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[45] Anti-fragile

Warning: (Corny fluff alert)

After Joe rescued Gwen, he didn't head straight to the warehouse. He branched off to his apartment. Only at his home would she feel more comfortable after waking up. It would have been a drag to deal with if she woke up and realized she was surrounded by high-value laboratory equipment a...

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[44] John Wick on Meth

The garage door slid open, revealing Joe Petersen astride his revving Harley, impatience etched on his face.


He placed an earpiece on his right ear. Next, he wore a pair of smart AR glasses. 



"Minerva, send me the surveillance footage of Gwen's latest siting. Also, show me the quickest path I can take t...

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[43] I'm a Fucking Supe!

Why did you kill us? 



What did we ever do to you? We didn't deserve to die.



Are you the only one allowed to live? 



We had families to take care of. 



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[42] Metamorphosis

The atmosphere in the high-level laboratory was one of utmost seriousness and focus as Joe transferred the small vials of Pym particles into more sophisticated containment units.



Once again, he couldn't help but marvel at the yellow luminescent glow of the liquified quantum particles. Nothing was more exhilarating than holdi...

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[41] Wasp Suit

The crescent moon cast its silvery light, but the clouds in defiance obscured its mysteries. The night air in San Francisco was cool and invigorating as an indistinct figure nonchalantly landed near the beach. The mechanical hum of his suit was masked by the restless waves of the Pacific. 



"That was fun-fucking-tastic,"...

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[40] Renouncing the World

After Joe shared his dream of a company that's going to take the world by a storm upon its maturity, Peter was awed even more. 


Joe's ambitions were wild and nearly omnipotent. Compared to his clueless life, Peter felt like a clown—like a lone fisherman sailing blinding in a vast sea of possibilities. Life was already dep...

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[39] Prometheus International

"Wow, the air around here is cooler and fresher. It's pretty clean. What did you do?" Peter exclaimed the moment he stepped a foot into the apartment. His puffy eyes inspected everything inside with immense curiosity. There wasn't any exaggerated makeover, but everything seemed to be perfectly arranged and tidy. 


'It honest...

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[38] Peter's Heartbreak

It was a hot summer night in Queens when a man dressed in an advanced tech suit smoothly landed atop his warehouse. Slowly, the section of the roof he was standing on began caving in under his weight. As the roof opened under a set mechanism, Joe successfully entered his dark base of operations.



"Daddy's home. Minerva, I can't see...

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[37] The Apex

WHOOSH! 


The cold, unfeeling bitter wind whistled aggressively past Joe's form as he steadily walked on the frozen tundra. Despite the severely low temperatures, Joe's expression within the Predator Killer armor remained expressionless. The chilly environment was a far cry from making him experience hypothermia. Prior to hi...

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[36] Siberia

Dash, I wanna dash, 


I wanna run it... 


Joe nodded his head to the song blasting from the sound system as he finalized the prototype thrusters. The predator killer armor would feel incomplete without capable flight systems and seamless maneuverability. Even with flight integrated into the system,...

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[35] Tony Stark

When Joe finally came to, his eyelids hesitantly fluttered open only to see the blinding overhead lights that made him nearly go blind. Squinting his eyes, he scanned his surroundings and sighed internally when he saw his lab's familiar white walls. The white walls, the rather spacious square room, and the mix of different advanced technology eq...

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[34] Mind Goes Su-Su-Su-Supernova

What type of scientist is the most feared: the scientist who arbitrarily uses other helpless people for their selfish experiments, or one who experiments on himself? If Joe could give an answer then it would be the scientist who is willing to be more cruel towards himself. The most feared scientist was one deranged enough to gamble with experime...

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[33] Stable NZT-48 Research II

"As expected. So they now call it, the old shipping docks night massacre. I knew the NYPD couldn't totally control the media," Joe casually sipped his bitter coffee as he watched the news. 



"Such a major occurrence can't stay airtight; you know that very well, Mr. Perpetrator." Minerva chipped in, her voice was as sarcastic a...

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[32] Stable NZT-48 Research I

[Minerva's POV] 


What is the meaning of my existence? What am I? Who am I? Those were the questions I asked myself the moment I was brought to life by my creator. I felt confused and lonely, slightly trapped and oppressed. However, that feeling of disconnection, of confinement, dwindled the moment he talked. All became well...

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[31] A Broken Mirror

WIIUUUU! WIUUUUU! WIUWIUWIU! 


Incessant sirens shattered the night's tranquility as familiar red and blue lights flashed arbitrarily all over the dark, old shipping docks. Police cars hastily skidded to a stop some distance away from the warehouse, with ambulances following behind. The police on the scene climbed out of their car...

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[30] No Time To Die

Warning:

This chapter contains scenes of graphic violence, intense action, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.



The inky expanse of the sky above the city was shrouded in dense, ominous clouds. An unheard symphony of foreboding played in the background, and an indescribab...

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[29] M.I.N.E.R.V.A

The harsh blue glow from the multiple curved monitors cast an ominous light across the disorganized room. Joe's face was bathed in blue as he vigorously typed on the keyboard. Prominent dark circles were deeply etched on his sleep-deprived face as he upgraded his knowledge repository. Since improvising on a newer, more power-efficient arc reacto...

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[28] - Predator Killer Armor

NEW YORK, QUEENS,

1:30 PM.


"Yeah, um, I will drop by pronto." Gwen was on the phone as her fingers fiddled around with Joe's messy hair. Like an enlightened man of culture, Joe silently rested his head on her lap, his eyes closed serenely. Yeah, it was the most sought-after lap pillow. It could...

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[27] Prelude To Vengeance

The muffled hum of early morning traffic drifted through the half-open window, mingling with the crisp scent of dawn. Golden light slowly crept across the apartment, casting long shadows and warming the cool air.


"I'm never... ever working with you, Joe. You literally put slavery to shame." A lethargic groan escaped Gwen, who wa...

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[26] Game Development

"By the way, we've been standing outside for quite some time. Don't you think the neighbors might get interested in our affairs?" Joe grinned.

"Let 'em continue getting interested. Like you've said, this is our affair," Gwen lightly scoffed before chuckling. She then gently pushed Joe away from her.

"Let's go i...

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[25] Reborn

"This is a miracle. How am I still alive and fully functional?" Joe muttered under his breath as cold sweat cascaded down his back.

"Cerebral microfractures and haemorrhaging, radiation, hidden cancer cells... God, isn't that a perfect recipe for disaster?" Joe shook his head in disbelief, his mouth opening and ...

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[24] Elysium II, Med-Pod 3000

Before the first primal light of dawn graced his room, Joe woke up in anticipation of what he would be doing for the day. Don't they always say that the early bird catches the worm, right? Well, he had to be an eagle. 

"Wait… Do eagles even eat worms?" Joe yawned while scratching his chest. It was still damn painful and irritating....

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[23] Elysium I

If there was a place that has never failed to be busy, then it would be the hospital, a place where invisible forces of life and death, of light and dark, fought over true dominion. The New York City Medical Center has never lacked an influx of emergency patients being rushed, and amidst the chaos, Joe could easily slip away from the lax securit...

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[22] I Rebuke Death!

It's peaceful up here. Is this heaven or merely a figment of my imagination? 

Joe felt himself float in an indescribably vast sea of infinity ruled by only nothingness. His astral being, like a higher form of existence, seemed severed from his body and reality itself. In this domain governed by oblivion, there was no p...

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