Marvel: A Symbiotic Life

Previously,

Peter, Black-Cat, and Dagger were in a bad position. They fell into the trap set up by local criminals, imposing it as a regional gang war; it would have been quite a challenge for them to get out without getting injured if the battle continued. But luckily, by some miracle, the imprisoned Avengers came to the Junk-Yard to lend a hand to the new heroes.

It didn't take long for the groups of heroes to come up at the top. Within a minute or so, the warehouse was filled with knocked out bodies of small-time criminals; some of them were, even groaning in pain, unable to move.

"Th—That's overkill; at least give us a chance." Shouted the little midget, shaking in fear. "I don't want to end up in jail again." He croaked out, shivering at the thought of returning to jail. As even criminals didn't take a liking to serial killers and him being weak as he was, it also gave him minus points.

His comrades were already taken out; Shocker was dealt with by a girl that could do weird stuff with a red-ish energy, Captain America's shield took out Vulture as he was knocked down and taken care of by a man who had a mechanical arm. Rhino was taken out by some guy that could control weird-black liquid goo, all in all; he was the last one standing. Gulping down his saliva, he dropped his gun, trying to make a run for it, only to be stopped by a net of webs. Spider-Man cracked his knuckles. Coming forward, looking at the villain, the last thing the criminal saw coming was a fist of love.

"By the way, can I get your autograph?" Spider-Man said, looking at Steve smiling sheepishly under his mask, pulling out a diary & pen from somewhere. Steve blinked a few times before smiling; it never gets old for him. He smiled, looking at Spider-Man; Tony did say he was on the younger side.

Sam Wilson, a.k.a the Falcon, crouched down and carefully observed Vulture's wings, or mostly the broken parts. "Carbon Fiber wings, with jet thrusters on the sides. Not bad for a villain." He said as his figures trailed down the metallic wings. He sighed with now being a fugitive; his Falcon suit was done for.

"Sam," Max called out, making the bird hero look at him. "I can help you if you want, I can modify that suit similar to your Falcon suit. I can even add custom things if you want. Just between you and me, I designed the New Shield."

"Really?!" he asked. "A charming offer indeed, but wouldn't that cause a lot of problems? You don't have to go out of your way to do it, you know." He said as he stood up, looking at Max. The new hero had helped them enough to trust him, but he wasn't going to take advantage of this.

"Don't worry." Max said. "I would have to help…" He was about to continue when he noticed Wanda holding her forehead. Sam looked back, looking at her.

"You fine, kid?" Steve asked, looking at Wanda, who supported herself by the wall. "Yeah, it's just that I haven't had to walk this much for the whole month." She said, smiling to ease up the situation, only making Steve more guilty. Unlike the other, she was kept in a solitary prison.

Max pondered over what happened, was it because he tried to get her powers? After Wanda came for a handshake, Max forcefully Pseudo-bonded with her. Max's symbiotic powers were controlled enough for him to just touch and get someone's blood, where their powers were usually kept.

And he was right in this universe; Wanda was a Mutant as Max' saw' the X-gene in her DNA like Tomi Shishido (the Gorgon).

So, now that Max had her X-gene imprint, he just needed to introduce it to his Symbiotic body, and voila, he would get her reality-warping abilities. But it wasn't easy as that, she was a powerful mutant, who could even wrap reality at a multiversal scale if she wanted. And Max didn't want her to cause a 'House of M' incident. So, the first thing was to keep this crazy girl in check was to save the sentient android Vision.

Then again, with how low she had shown her powers, it would take a while before that happened, if Max were on good terms with the sorcerers he would send her to that Jack-ass. But he didn't trust Dr. Strange enough, in fact, he hated him. Even now, every time he thought about this magician he popped a vein. It was tough to keep all this rage in check. Sometimes, he wanted to let loose.

"Hmm, take care of her," He whispered to Sam, "And try so that she could gain more control over her powers."

Sam looked at Max, frowning. "Yeah, but her powers are stable now." He said. "And her powers aren't that powerful, right?" he asked, everyone knew that Wanda's father was the villain Magneto, who was a powerful mutant, compared to him her powers looked like nothing. But they didn't know Wanda's true abilities.

"Don't underestimate her power, if controlled it could suppress even Magneto," Max said, making the soldier wide-eyed. "But she needs training and mental stability. Ask her if she was badly treated in that isolated chamber."

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on her." It was Hawkeye that spoke, walking from behind. "By the way can you make me a bow and arrow? " He said looking at the symbiotic hero. Max smiled at the comment.

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