Marvel: A Symbiotic Life

After some time, the heroes regrouped; Steve and Bucky were in front, with one having a shield up the other a firearm. Wanda was at the back, guarding the rear, while Hawkeye and the Falcon were in the middle of the group holding firearms. Together it wasn't hard for them to fight off military units or the sentinels that came from time to time. As they jogged their way through the long corridors, Steve contacted Max and Tyrone. They were ready to leave.

With Max,

"And that was the last." Said Max, "These things can take damage, that's for sure." He nodded. He looked at Tyrone, and the kid took down three of these damn sentinels. Not bad for a hero-in-training.

On the other hand, Tyrone was panting, his breathing heavy; he was gasping for air. He wasn't used to this. And the wound on his back didn't improve his situation. He should have been careful; Max warned him to watch his back. Luckily the punch from the robot didn't break his back.

'I should probably extend his stamina training.' Max thought, jumping down from the pile of sentinel bodies. The duo took out a dozen of these sentinels, so that the rest of the heroes could make their way out easily. Walking near the teenage hero, Max patted the boy, "Good work, Kid." He said as he used his ability to replenish his energies.

Tyrone felt more than refreshed as if he had slept for the whole day; he was energetic and ready for duty. He smiled at Max, "Thanks, man, I don't know what you did. But thanks." He stretched his back; the wound was already gone.

"No problem," Max said, smiling. "But after we get back, we should work on your stamina, no?" he asked, making the boy's energy go away; as his shoulder drop-down. He already felt exhausted, thinking about the hell he would have to put up with in the upcoming days. He shuddered at the thought, glancing nervously at Max, who got a call from Steve.

"Good news," Max said, looking at Tyrone. "The heroes are free, and we can leave." He said, smiling. Tyrone showed a smile, hearing that he could finally leave. "I gave Steve the coordinates to go near the edge of the Raft; we need to get there fast. Cause, the drones up there saw eight military vessel sh.i.p.s, nearing our location." He said, chuckling.

Tyrone gave a deadpan expression hearing that. "We need to get out fast. I can't deal with any more of this shit." He said grumbling, as he went out of the control room, Max followed. Tyrone felt terrible for being that useful.

"I mean, it's not that bad, cheer up," Max said as he put his hand over Tyrone's shoulder, lazing about. "You did manage to get some practical training. And taking down three sentinels is no joke. And you did that with minimal injuries." He said as a group of military soldiers came out of the corner, guns blazing. The symbiotic hero made a lazy attempt to make a shield construct. Before he knocked them out as he did, he extended the shield in a shield run fashion.

After some time, Max could be seen walking lazily through the hallways. Tyrone was with him but was way more alerted; even the slightest sound made him worried.

"You know you should rejoin school," Max said. Even while he was doing dirty work in his previous life he stayed in school, in a way it kept him grounded, more humane in a way.

Tyrone frowned, looking at Max, "Where did that come from?" he asked. "And how's a school…" he couldn't finish as Max cut him off.

"No, you actually need that," Max said. "I mean, if your identity ever gets out into the world, you will at least have some verifications that you are a helpful person in society." He said, making the boy think. "With how the campaign against the mutant population and towards the hero-registration act was promoted, it might be helpful if you have a college degree, that is."

The boy didn't say anything; he would have to discuss it with Tandy later after getting back. He did love school before the incident happened; maybe he could join the basketball team there. But then again someone needed to kill those Hydra-bastards for what they did to him and Tandy, they needed to get justice.

Max knew what was going through the boy's head, it would be lying to say he once didn't feel the same. But at least he's here to guide them, Max was no hero, he was willing to cross the line if he needed to. But then again, throwing a teenager in a tiger's mouth wasn't his thing.

His thought was cut off when Max opened the steel doors. He was beyond amazed seeing all of the Avengers in one place, well, at least half of them together. He walked forward but froze, trying to steady himself, when Hawkeye and Falcon pointed their weapons at Tyrone and Max.

"Chill down, will ya," Max said, raising his hands, looking at the purple Legolas, and he is the birdy-hero.

"Don't worry; he's on our side," Steve said, coming forward as he placed his hands on Falcon's shoulder, making him lower his weapon. They sighed in relief.

Holstering his weapon, Hawkeye was the first one to come forward, extending his hand towards Max. "Thank you." He nodded as Max gave a firm handshake. "Name's Clint Barton; you can call me Clint."

"Max, just call me Max." He said, smiling. "And no, I will call you Hawkeye. That sounds way cooler," said snickering. Clint smiled at the comment.

Everyone came forward, thanking Max and Tyrone for helping them. But oddly enough, when Max shook Wanda's hand. She suddenly got a migraine and was about to fall but Max was there, he was able to help her.

"We should leave now." Steve said. "We don't know when Tony or any other might come here."

But Max stopped them. "Could you guys wait one minute?" He said as he jogged his way towards the prisoner cells. "I will be back before you know it."

Steve sighed as he leaned against the wall, sitting down; he was tired. Bucky followed; he too was breathing heavily. Unlike Tyrone, they didn't get their health replenished by Max.

Checking his wristwatch, Max broke into a sprint. He needed to hurry; before long, he was in front of a cell. The said person inside was sleeping.

Max didn't bother to open the door, as he ripped it off. Turning in his symbiotic form, he came forward as the prisoner woke up and reached for his glasses.

"Dr. Curt Connors," Max said with his growling voice, making the man winch in fright. "You have failed this city!!!" he said as his mouth extended. Only the screams of the doctor could be heard from outside.

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"That was fast," Tyrone said, raising an eyebrow as he made his way towards Max. "Anyhow, I think we should leave." He said as Max nodded.

"Guys, follow me," Max said as he walked forward, going a few rooms he stooped at the dead-end.

The group looked at Max, all having the same question in their mind.

"Could you move out of there," Max said as the group cleared from the doorway they came. Walking near the door, Max held his hand out as his symbiotic hand spread; he created a construct with his organic-vibranium and webs. "This should be enough to hold off the pressure." He said, looking arms on his waist, nodding to himself.

He spun around as the group's eyes closely followed him; they weren't voicing their questions. He was their benefactor, after all. Max walked to the other side, standing in front of the wall; only this wall separated them from the ocean. He looked back at the group as he produced a black-tendril.

"Dude, you have a tail?" Sam Wilson, a.k.a The Falcon, asked. "Cool!" he said nodding, Max was about to correct him, but he shrugged after the last comment.

Steve and Bucky finally understood what Max was about to do; they precautioned the rest of the heroes to hold on to the tendril tightly.

Max enlarged his hands, making them claw-shaped, as a thin layer of Anti-Vibranium was on the tip of his claws. He trusted the claws into the wall; Anti-Metal worked better when cutting metal rather than Adamantium. Like a hot knife through butter, the claws went through the thick layer of titanium steel wall, as water gashed in. Soon the pressurizing water flooded the room.

Max looked back towards the heroes who were holding their breaths; he signaled to continue to hold on to his tendril—getting out of the room, room into the sea.

Max made his hands and feets, similar to flippers. As he hastily swam his way through.

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A/N: Does anyone know why Wanda had a migraine. And no she will not be a love interest. Then why? Hmm? Very suspicious.

And also, what happened to Dr. Curt Connors? And he is in the same prison?

Coincidence? I say not! 🤣

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