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chapter 299

    chapter 299


    <b>Chapter 299:</b>


    <b>– La –</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I sted out of Mao''s damn meteor base, following the sounds of fighting and explosions. As I shot out of the massive asteroid, my eyes narrowed when I realized where we were. His floating fortress was hovering directly above New York City. Specifically, right over the part of town where my penthouse was—where my family lived.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Of all ces," I muttered darkly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A wave of cosmic energy rippled through the air. I turned to see Jean Grey standing across from Charles Xavier on the rooftop of my own building. The two of them were locked in some kind of psychic showdown. I was surprised she hadn''t already mopped the floor with him, but she looked utterly drained.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Guess it''s up to me."


    <span style="font-weight:400">I dove down andnded directly behind the professor. Jean''s eyes flickered with relief when she saw me, though she shot a curious nce at my new wings.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My fingers tightened around Charles Xavier’s neck. He was so focused on his psychic struggle with Jean that he didn’t even flinch when I grabbed him. One twist and a sickening crack echoed across the rooftop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean’s eyes flicked to me, a sharp look of surprise more than shock. “La, couldn’t you have just knocked him out?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I met her gaze without a hint of regret. “No. Charles was too dangerous. He was an Omega-level telepath who could control any mutant he wanted, but Cul turned him into a puppet like it was nothing. That’s not a risk we could keep around.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean shrugged, ncing down at his limp body, sitting in the wheelchair, without much emotion. “I get it. It was probably for the best, although the rest of the<i><span style="font-weight:400"> X-men</i><span style="font-weight:400"> won’t see it that way when they find out Charles is dead.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nodded and turned my attention back to the chaos around us. The sounds of fighting echoed through the city. mes and smoke rose in the distance, and explosions shook the air. “Where’s Cul? He stole the <b>Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">, and I’m taking it back.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean’s eyes shifted to the skyline where smoke billowed above Central Park. “If you mean that insane <i><span style="font-weight:400">Asgardian</i><span style="font-weight:400"> who came out of the asteroid, demanding the <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">, he’s over there. Loki, Akeno, Natasha, and Carol are fighting him and Mao.”


    <b>[Go fuck him up and take back what''s yours!]</b>


    <b>{Quest Started: Ascension}</b>


    <b>{Defeat Cul and im both of his Infinity Stones!}</b>


    <b>…</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mom!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I spun around in mid-air, my heart clenching at the sound of Heather’s voice. She was flying up to me, her eight ck wings outstretched and looking pristine, even if her outfit was shredded and sttered with blood. My pulse slowed a little when I saw none of it was hers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you okay, Heather?” I asked, my eyes scanning her up and down for any hidden injuries.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nodded, drifting closer with a tired but determined look in her eyes. “Yeah, I’m good. All of this blood isn’t mine.” She let out a breath. “I’ve been handling riots all over the city. It’s like everyone’s lost their damn minds. Some assholes took this chaos as an opportunity to cause trouble.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My jaw clenched at that, but before I could say anything, Heather went on, “I saw Spider-Man and a few others doing the same thing, but they weren’t exactly handling it like I was. I took care of the worst of the worse. There were a lot of men trying to take advantage of the chaos and–”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I drifted closer and pulled her into a hug, feeling her body rx a bit against mine. “I’m sorry you’re stuck in this mess. I didn’t want to pull you out of university to help.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Heather smiled at me, a quick sh of warmth cutting through the seriousness in her eyes. “Mom, I was never going to have a normal life. If I wanted that, I wouldn’t have be a <i><span style="font-weight:400">Fallen Angel</i><span style="font-weight:400"> in the first ce.” She tilted her head slightly, her expression shifting to concern. “Is Asia okay?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nodded. “Yeah, she’s fine. The Doom yer’s got her well protected in case anything else pops up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The faintest smirk tugged at the corner of Heather’s lips. There was definitely something I was missing there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know,” she said, eyeing me up and down with a curious look, “your new golden wings are really pretty. But where did theye from?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I absorbed the power of the <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">,” I said, feeling the weight of that truth settle over me. “A couple of my other pairs of wings will probably change soon too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nced towards Central Park, the chaos below pulling my attention. The dark storm cloud above it was alive, shing with continuous bolts of lightning. Akeno was clearly putting up one hell of a fight against Cul. I wondered how much juice he had left after sealing me away. If the <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> hadn’t helped, I would’ve been stuck there much longer.


    <b>[I helped too!]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The system chimed in my head. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes slightly. <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Yes, yes, you did. And I’m grateful, really.’</i>


    <b>[Damn right you are!]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Heather’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Are you going to take down another bad guy?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I smirked, the adrenaline sparking in my veins. “Damn right, I am.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She grinned, her eyes glinting with pride. “Go kick his ass, Mom!” She looked down, her smile fading as she spotted two cars mming into each other in the streets below. “For fucks sake…” Heather flew down to help,


    <b>– Loki –</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The truth was, Loki had given up his quest for the throne of Asgard. It wasn’t worth the headache, the betrayal, or the endless fights. He would have loved to exin that to the evil uncle he never knew existed, but Cul hadn’t given them a chance to talk before he and his mind-controlled puppet decided to attack them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul Borson, Odin’s deranged brother, stood in the center of Central Park, eyes zing with the crazed hunger of someone who wouldn’t stop until he got what he wanted. He kept demanding to know where the <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> was, insisting that he could sense its energy all over Loki, the “false son of Odin.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki smirked at that. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever called me,” he muttered. He hated Odin and everything he represented, so being called a false son felt like apliment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before he could revel in his defiance, Mao—puppet extraordinaire—ripped a nearby park bench from the ground. The metal groaned and twisted, reforming intorge, deadly spears. In an instant, they were all flying toward Loki, each one aimed with pinpoint precision and moving faster than sound.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shit,” Loki breathed, bracing for impact.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But Carol Danvers swooped in, a blur of gold and energy, taking the hit for him. The spears nged off her with a metallic screech, shattering as if they’d hit a brick wall. Loki wasn’t entirely sure what her powers were; they reminded him of the <b>Space Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> with their sheer raw energy. Whatever it was, she was fast, strong, and apparently, a walking shield.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Get your head in the game, trickster,” she snapped, ncing at him over her shoulder before diving back into the fray.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where is my aunt!?” Akeno’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and filled with rage. She floated in the air, lightning crackling around her like an electric storm. Her eyes locked onto Cul, daring him to answer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul just sneered. He didn’t need words to show his disdain. He waved a hand, his eyes glinting with a dark red energy. The lightning surrounding Akeno fizzled out instantly and transformed into a chittering, writhing swarm of spiders that fell to the ground and began scuttling toward them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, fuck,” Loki whispered, eyes going wide. He recognized that aura. “He has the <b>Reality Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki quickly hopped back, his boots digging into the scorched ground as the wave of spiders rushed at him. The swarm was taller than he was, their tiny legs and chittering bodies making his skin crawl. Before they reached him, Carol sted them with a wave of her cosmic power, burning them to a crisp, while Natasha took care of the stragglers with a quick fire spell. Loki’s brows rose. The red-headed spy had definitely picked up a few new tricks since thest time he’d seen her. It only reinforced his decision—trying to conquer this world or Asgard wasn’t worth the effort.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Natashanded next to him, eyes sharp and focused. “Loki, if Cul has an <i><span style="font-weight:400">Infinity Stone</i><span style="font-weight:400">, you need to use yours to counter it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki chuckled, rubbing his jaw with an exaggerated sigh. “About that…” He started, dragging out his words. “I kind of lost it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Natasha’s eyes went wide before narrowing into a re. “You WHAT? Are you joking right now? This isn’t the time for any tricks, Loki!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before he could respond, she grabbed him and yanked him to the ground as a metal projectile whizzed past, nearly shaving off the top of his head. They mmed into the charred grass as another barrage came from Mao. The master of maism had been busy, summoning a collection of nearby cars and twisting them into sharp projectiles. Loki cursed under his breath. This day just kept getting better.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki pushed himself up and conjured a dagger, hurling it at Mao’s throat. The de stopped mid-air and shot back at him. Loki dismissed the magic before it could hit him, watching as it vanished in a shimmer. Even conjured metal was under Mao’s control. What an annoying bastard.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Answer me, Loki!” Natasha shouted, throwing multiple light spears at Mao. He blocked them with a massive b of metal, the spears shattering harmlessly against it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not ying any tricks,” Loki snapped. “The <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> has a mind of its own. After I freed the Phoenix Avatar from its control, it just… vanished.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Natasha’s voice was sharp, filled with frustration. “Cul thinks you still have it!” She pointed an usatory finger at him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki nodded, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. “Yes, and that’s probably good for us. He’s clearly done something to dy La. If Cul believes the stone is with me, he won’t be going anywhere. We need to give your darling angelic goddess the time she needs to break free ande save our collective asses.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Natasha’s eyes flickered with something between disbelief and grudging agreement. “Fine,” she said, shifting her focus back to the battle. “But if you get us killed with this gamble, I’ll find a way to haunt you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’d expect nothing less,” Loki said, throwing a nce at Carol and Akeno, who were both exchanging blows with Cul. He could see the sweat on their brows and the strain in their movements. They were both slowly pushing him back, but that’s when an extra aura stacked on top of Cul’s already dark red one. This one was purple and sent Carol sting backwards out of the park, where she crashed hard into a building.


    <b>– La –</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I arrived at the park just in time to see Cul punch Carol square in the face with a glowing purple fist. The impact sent her flying out of the park and into the distance. Cul’s voice thundered as he roared, “Hand over the <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">!” He mmed the <b>Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> into the pommel of his massive Asgardian greatsword, and the de started pulsing with a dangerous energy. I caught sight of Akeno’s eyes going wide as Cul raised the weapon, aiming to slice her in half.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before the de could fall, I was there, my body moving faster than thought. A purple lightspear formed in my hand, intercepting Cul’s strike with a sharp sh that sent sparks skittering across the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aunt La! You’re okay!” Akeno’s voice broke through the tension, relief flooding her features.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Ara,</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Akeno-chan, were you worried about me?” I couldn’t help but tease her in the same tone she always spoke with, sparing her a quick nce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Akeno puffed out her cheeks and turned her head away, trying to hide her embarrassment. “It’s been a very stressful day...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had to give her that. Both of her girlfriends had been mind-controlled and turned against her, and it was a miracle they were safe now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Jean is fine,” I told her. “I dealt with Charles.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How dare you ignore me!” Cul’s voice snarled, vibrating with anger. He poured all his strength into our locked weapons, the <b>Power Stone’s</b><span style="font-weight:400"> glow intensifying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You look tired, Cul,” I said, my tone dripping with mock sympathy. “Trapping me in that illusion must have taken a lot out of you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes darkened, turning an unnatural ck as he snarled, “I still have two I<i><span style="font-weight:400">nfinity Stones</i><span style="font-weight:400">, and you have none! You shall know <i><span style="font-weight:400">Fear.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt the familiar push against my mind, the same insidious fear attack he had used on me before. His eyes gleamed as he tried to overwhelm me with pure, gut-wrenching terror. But those days were over. The <b>Mind Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> and I were one now, and his tricks didn’t stand a chance.


    <b>[Be gone, evil thought!]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The system’s voice rang in my head, its usual sass even more satisfying now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul let out a scream, throwing his head back as a snarl of pain ripped from his throat. Blood-red tears dripped from his eyes. “How is that possible?” he demanded, his voice raw. “How are you resisting <i><span style="font-weight:400">Fear?” </i><span style="font-weight:400">He pushed himself harder, drawing on even more power from the stones, but it was clear he was reaching his limit. His movements had a desperation now, the kind that told me he was on the edge.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I took advantage of the opening, knocking his greatsword aside and snaking my free hand forward to grab him by the throat. His eyes widened, and I leaned in, meeting his re with a smile that promised nothing good. “You have something that belongs to me, and I intend to collect interest,” I said, tightening my grip. “Both of those <i><span style="font-weight:400">Infinity Stones</i><span style="font-weight:400"> are going to be mine.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Help me, ve!” Cul choked out, his voice strained as my grip around his neck tightened. I could feel his pulse pounding against my fingers. I wasn’t going to end this quickly. Not after everything he put me through. No, this was going to be dragged out a bit. He deserved it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A sudden rush of air behind me made me turn my head just as Akeno’s voice rang out. “Aunt La, watch out!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A mid-sized Jeep mmed into my back with a force that would have broken a lesser being in half. The metal bent and wrapped around my body, groaning as it tried to crush me. I clicked my tongue in annoyance and red out my sixteen wings. Metal shards and pieces of the destroyed Jeep flew in all directions, ttering to the ground around us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nced at Mao, who was hovering nearby with a cold, focused expression. He had been fighting Loki and Natasha when I arrived, but it looked like he’de to save his master now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Charles Xavier is dead,” I said, my voice sharp as I looked back at Cul. “How are you still controlling Mao?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul’s lips twisted into a dark grin despite the pressure around his neck. “Heh, I made sure the cripple nted one final powerful suggestion in the metal man’s mind. For the rest of his life, he’ll never disobey a direct order.”


    <b>[Wait a minute! He did what now?]</b><span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">Akeno, who was floating beside me, her ten ck wings red out and ready, caught on immediately. She turned her sharp gaze toward Mao and shouted, “Knock yourself unconscious!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul’s eyes widened, panic crossing his face. “What? No! That won’t—”


    <span style="font-weight:400">To everyone’s surprise, Mao reached up, pulled his helmet off, and, using his powers, reshaped it into a small metal bat. Without a second thought, he swung it at his own face. The sick thud of metal against flesh echoed as he smacked himself hard, once, twice, three times. On the fourth hit, he dropped to the grass, unmoving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Loki and Natasha moved toward us, both of them staring at Mao’s crumpled form. Loki threw his hands up in the air, muttering various curses in ancient Asgardian. “It was that easy to beat this old man all along!?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I smirked, tightening my grip on Cul’s neck until his eyes bulged. His breathing turned ragged, a mix of rage and desperation shing across his face. I leaned in close, my voice cold. “You have something that belongs to me, and I’m taking it back. Both stones are mine.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cul tried to draw on the <b>Power Stone’s</b><span style="font-weight:400"> energy, but he was too weak now. The greatsword slipped from his fingers and left a small crater in the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“End this, La.” Natasha sounded like she was pretty much done with this whole fiasco at this point.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have anyst words?” I asked, my voice cold and unwavering as I stared down at Cul. His face was twisted in anger and desperation, his eyes bloodshot and wild.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This isn’t over, <i><span style="font-weight:400">we will–”</i>


    <b>Crack!</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t care to hear the rest. His neck snapped cleanly under my grip, the sound sharp and final. The so-called <i><span style="font-weight:400">God of Fear</i><span style="font-weight:400">, brother of Odin Borson, was dead. I released him, and his body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I stood there, taking in the sight as a red glow surrounded his corpse. The <b>Reality Stone </b><span style="font-weight:400">appeared on top of his chest, humming with raw energy. Without wasting a moment, I reached down and grabbed it, the warmth of the stone pulsing against my skin. As I pocketed the <b>Reality Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">, my eyes shifted to the greatsword lying beside him. The <b>Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400">, still embedded in the pommel, shimmered with a familiar violet light.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t mind if I do,” I muttered, prying the<b> Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> from its ce. The moment it touched my palm, a jolt of energy rushed through me. It didn’t have a mind of its own, but it felt as if it recognized me, almost like it was happy to be back with me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nced up and saw Akeno watching me, her eyes wide and cautious. Loki was muttering something in disbelief, while Natasha kept her gaze locked on me, a slight nod of approval crossing her face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“La, are you ok?” Akeno asked, her voice a mix of relief and concern.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m more than ok,” I said, unable to stop the grin from spreading across my face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before I could say anything more, the stones in my hands floated up, hovering a couple of centimeters above my palms. The red and purple orbs spun in a tight circle, energy crackling between them. My wings red instinctively as the stones shot forward and mmed into my back!


    <b>{Quest Complete!}</b>


    <b>XXX</b>


    <b>A lot of neck snapping this chapter…</b>
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