Marvel: Chronicles Of Raiden

"Where I am?" - I wake up in an unknown place, I can see the stars, meaning that it's night, an open field. Getting up I watch my surroundings, even though is the night I can see thanks to the flowers that shine in many colors bringing a mysterious glow that give me a comforting feeling.

"Hehe, I'm proud of this place boy."

I hear a voice behind me, turning around I see an old man with white hair and beard reaching his waist, surrounding him there is light that acts as his clothes, is more bright than the Sun, blinding me and giving me a feeling of being small.

"Sorry about that." - The light diminishes and now he wears a white coat over his body that reaches his ankles, watching this I note that he's barefoot - "Better now?"

"I must suppose you are God with all that light and this beautiful field? You can also be the Devil trying to deceive me."

"Hehe, amusing boy, yes I'm God and instead of asking the obvious you should think why you are here boy."

"...So you are saying that I'm dead?" - I incredulously ask the 'being' in front of me.

"Yep." - was the simple answer the 'self-proclaimed God' give me.

"Can you tell me how? I don't remember how." - trying to remember my final moments give me a headache.

"Nope"

"Why not?"

"I don't want to"

"And that's because?..."

"..." - silence is his answer, that either means he's playing with me because he thinks it is fun, this could mean that he's the Devil playing with me or...

"... You are somehow related to my death aren't you?" - a wild guess trying to figure the truth.

"... Yes, I'm sorry" - he answers ashamed of his mistake - "Anyway, you are dead, end of this point, as compensation you can ask 4 wishes for your next reincarnation."

After hearing this I spent an unknown amount of time in silence, thinking in my family, how they are taking my death, cursing this thing in front of me for being related to my death.

"... Is there a limit to what I could ask?"

"Now that you mention that, yes, there are a few, nothing major, you can't wish Omnipotence or a path to it, Saitama strength, nothing from Dragon Ball, the Death Note and resurrection."

"I understand why some of those, but why the resurrection is restricted?"

"Rules." - hearing that resurrection isn't allowed make my heart crack, the hope to see my family fading. NO, there must be a loophole so I can see my mother, my sister, and my wife.

"Where I'm gonna reincarnate? I could reincarnate in the same World, that way I could see my family even if I'm a stranger to them, right?"

"Sorry to destroy your hope but it's not possible, rules from the One above." (A/N: Plot convenience, Where?)

"..."

"You ok boy?"

"That's a really stupid question." - not clarifying everything, giving me hope to later destroy it, this guy must be the Devil.

"I'm just worried."

"Anything besides those restrictions is allowed?"

"Yes."

"...Okay, for my first wish, I want my family to find happiness, make them successful and keep them safe."

"I can grant this."

"Can I truly trust you?"

"I promise in my name."

"...Don't forget it." - I feel like I'm in a roller coaster of emotions, from disbelief to despair, anger, and now I feel relieved, like a burden was lifted from my shoulders even though I just meet this 'Devil'.

"Sorry to bother you boy, but I'm someone busy, so choose your wishes please."

"... Alright, for the second one I want all the knowledge from Metal Gear World, not the events or anything like that, what I mean is the intelligence to develop their technology, to improve it, the fighting styles, the experience with weapons, vehicles, etc. but not the traumatic experiences, please. For the third one, I want great Psionic Manipulation, telekinesis, telepathy, energy projection, everything. And for the last one, I want to be handsome with a perfect body, mind and perfect control over both of them."

"Now I'm curious, why you didn't wish for something like a system allowing you to encase 2 of those wishes in only one? Most of those who reincarnate wish for something like that. And why Metal Gear and not something better?"

"Because every one of them become dependent on the system, incapable of thinking by themselves, I will rather make my own choices and not being a puppet. As for the second question is because I like the game, it's history, characters and if I learn to fight like Solid Snake that would be awesome."

"Alright, you will reincarnate soon, usually I would erase your memory but because you asked for Psionic Manipulation sooner or later you would recover your memories. The world where you are going to reincarnate is a modern one, but dangerous, be careful and farewell boy."

"Don't forget the first wish or I will find a way to return." - that were the last words I said to that 'Devil' before darkness engulfed me.

"Hehe, interesting boy, since you wanted knowledge from Metal Gear, I would make you look just like a character."

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Reincarnation was something weird, I was talking with that 'Devil' and once we bid our farewell I was engulfed in darkness and warm, a weird combination if you ask me but that combination gives me a feeling of safety, with this feeling of safety I was invaded by drowsiness, telling myself that even if I was conned I will sleep 5 minutes. After some minutes of sleep, I was disturbed, the warm feeling leaving me and the light that was nonexistent before now started to expand from above, lightning every in my surrounding and blinding me at the same time, before I opened my eyes I feel someone hit me with strength on my b.u.t.t, that was my birth.

Having self awareness as a baby isn't something good I must say, being unable to control your body functions is embarrassing, not to mention being fed and is hard to discern how much time has transcurred since my birth due to the fact that my ears and eyes aren't accustomed yet, so the only thing I could do was trying to control my power of telepathy, not to read my parents mind but to shield my mind and hide myself because maybe and just maybe there's someone out there that also has this powers. When I could finally hear and see I was curious, listening to everything my parents say, watching them and my surroundings.

What I could gather was that the name of my parents and myself, my father's name is Jack Price, due to his vocabulary I deduce he's British, every day he's leaving to work with his suitcase while dressed with a suit. My mother's name is Elizabeth Ward, she's a North American but I haven't learned if she worked before my birth due to taking care of me as for my name is Jackson Price, not very original I must say (A/N: cough cough).

Whenever my mother carries me I look at everything and seeing the technology and I can only guess is the decade of the eighty or ninety and it seems we live in a decent apartment because the walls aren't with cracks or with mold.

After a year I could finally walk with some difficulty, say some words to get happy my new mother with the downside of her leaving everything beside and hugging me screaming 'My cute child' to the point where I could only struggle in her arms but this interaction makes me both happy and sad, happy with my new family and sad for being unable to forget my last one.

"Jackson, does it hurt somewhere?" - my mother asked me worried, wondering why I feel that there are tears streaking across my face, I must have cried remembering, seeing the worried face of my mother that's holding me I extend my hand to her face trying to smile and playing as a baby to make her happy once again, seeing this my mother quickly forgot everything leaving me only capable of struggle in her arms once again.

When it comes around me she's a little airheaded but I like it.

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It has been 3 years since my rebirth, I have learned that my parents are lawyers with their firm, so whenever they have to work they leave me with my grandparents, they would like to stay but nothing is free in this life or my last one... I compare this life with the other in every opportunity, which could lead me to depression if I keep doing it.

To forget that I asked my grandfather to tell me a story, at this request he smiled and put me in his l.a.p he started telling his time where he together with his friends were rescued by Captain America.

"Grandpa, isn't Captain America just a comic character?"

"What are you talking Jackson, I fought together with the Captain, I even got his sign in one of my cards, you know what, wait here, I will bring my collection." - saying that he leaves on the couch and goes upstairs to search the cards, I don't know if what he's talking is real or just the rambling of an old man.

"I found them, Jackson, here look!" - coming down I hear him screaming, quickly running to him he shows old cards, they show a tall man saluting the camera, he's wearing a suit with a pattern of stripes and stars in red, blue and white, in his right hand he's holding a kite shield with the same pattern, flipping the card I see some handwriting that says 'From your friend, Steve Rogers'.

Looking at this I can only accept the fact that I ended in the MCU since Steve Rogers a.k.a. Captain America exits. Knowing that I'm in the MCU or a Marvel Universe I finally understand the final words of that 'Devil' that my future reincarnation would be in a dangerous world and it truly is, I mean this turn to events is disconcerting, knowing that with just walking around a villain could pop from nowhere to start rampaging around.

"Grandpa, can you give me this card?" - I asked with my puppy eyes, my strongest ability at the moment, certain of my victory I was surprised when he refused, wanting to know why he says that I was too young.

When my parents came for me I was wondering how I will interact in this world but still that was a wake up call to me that I'm grateful for since it wasn't something extreme like a family member being killed, ever since then I spent time getting accustomed to my psychic powers, searching news for the important people that influence this world, all of this in secret, I don't want to scare my family.

Repeating this routine I spent most of my time. When I was 4 on Christmas Eve I hear my parents talking about the 'car accident' that lead to the death of Howard Stark and his wife.

At 6 a man in a wheelchair with a beautiful dark-skinned woman came to our house talking about their school dedicated to 'gifted people', yes, the people that came were Charles Xavier with Ororo Monroe a.k.a. Professor X and Storm.

[When did you find me?] - While the professor talked with my parents about the school I could attend and its benefits we were talking with our minds.

[6 years ago we detected a powerful mutant that was just born, that was you and since then I have been watching you, shielding your existence from others telepaths.]

[... Thanks, I suppose, so what would happen if I refuse?]

[Nothing, consider this as an act of good faith.]

When they came I was taken aback not knowing if this was the MCU, or other Marvel Universe, when asked if I wanted to go I chose to accept it with the condition of hiding the relationship I have with my family, I don't want that Magneto or anyone opposed to the X-Men to make a move against my family.

Xavier school for gifted youngsters, the school life wasn't like I expected there, the years I spent there studying were very good, with no villain attack blowing the mansion nor Sentinels or anything that threatened Mutants, peace was what I lived there, something almost non-existent in this world, of course if you don't count the pranksters who abuse their powers, the Danger Room or the sparring sessions I had to learn how to control my powers and new applications to them. In this school I made some friends, from my age group there was Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Kurt Wagner originally with others arriving with the flow of time like Kitty Pryde, Rogue and others. Oddly enough we were from the same age group while among the teachers there was Hank McCoy, Colossus, Storm, and Logan who was traveling according to the professor. Between the teachers not surprisingly I quickly got a good friendship with Hank thanks to our mutual interest in biologics and aeronautics, together we could develop an X gene suppressor, with this Rogue could interact with people without killing them or leaving them in a coma, as for a cure which is the dream of Hank our tries to develop it ending bringing us to nowhere so we dropped it for now.

When I reached the age of 13 I graduated from Xavier school and joined the MIT with the scholarship of the Navy to become an officer, I spent there 4 years not socializing very much due to my age, the only exception was in the interchange I took with Oxford University to get fresh air, there I make a friend and with time we ended dating, she was one of the smartest girl I have met, we worked as a team and we complimented the other in the area we didn't have expertise, we shared mostly all, with me holding the fact that I'm a mutant, that's is something that even my parents don't know and although she wouldn't feel disgusted but with her attitude of wanting to know the answers she would like blood samples and as I don't like needles, sadly after the year ended we could only separate due to the distance but keeping contact between us.

When I joined the MIT I couldn't train in the grueling of the Navy due to my undeveloped body so meanwhile, I took the MOS to become a battlefield medic after talking it with my O.S., it was scary at first with all the blood and disgusting stuff inside the human body but this is something necessary for the life I will have, after I completed the MOS I could work as a doctor or surgeon if I ever wanted to help people in that way.

After the 4 years, I graduated with honors getting 2 PhDs and I joined the Navy. In the Navy I joined the SEALs taking other MOS this time as a Sniper, thanks to my 'perfect body' I surpassed all the records of the SEAL's training, this body was given to me by that 'Devil?' is what you would call perfect or peak human, I'm 1,81 at 17 years old, I have an athletic body and the most iconic feature I have is light platinum blonde hair that I dyed to normal blond before I joined the MIT because is too flashy, luckily or sadly due to joining the Navy they cut my beautiful hair. If it wasn't by my height I'm the living image of Jack a.k.a. Raiden before he becomes a cyborg.

In the Navy SEALs, I went rigorous training in hand to hand combat, diving, guns, and more survival training. After 18 months of rigorous training where I shined in all the fields, some of those thanks to the CQC developed by Big Boss, the ability of Raiden and Vamp with white weapons and every training a FOXHOUND does, after the 18 months I was in the field rescuing hostages as a support unit. In half a year I was promoted to Lieutenant my partners saying that it was a record, with the promotion I was one of the 2 officers leading our platoon, we would be deployed and this way I got experience and a reputation as great soldier, this routine was maintained and after 4 long years my service was completed and I resigned to go back home.

After my resignation was accepted I took a plane to New York, in the hours of flight I couldn't sleep thinking in some bad memories, to distract me I was thinking in the future steps that I would take, currently is 2008, two years before the event where Tony Stark is kidnapped and I must use the time remaining wisely. Once I get back to New York I bought a house since I can't still be living with my parents.

I visited my parents in the evening, we talked about our daily life, they say that they lost a case against Landman & Zack, they asked about what are my plans since I'm currently unemployed and in stuff like that, we spent our reunion.

After dinner I go back my recently bought house carrying some things I mailed my parent's house, these are the designs for the technology I will use to protect my life and everyone I care, I made them when I was in the MIT but I didn't develop them because they are too dangerous and they are mainly for military purposes, sadly I lack the funds and materials to start.

To solve the money issue I bought a plane to Las Vegas where I would get the money, once I arrived I registered in a hotel that I already booked, with the money I made in the Navy I spent the next two weeks going to a casino, winning in poker or blackjack, retiring the money and leaving to gamble in another one. With the IRS I wouldn't get much money as I wanted but because of some accidents the reports from the casino never arrived and with the money in cash I didn't have a record in the bank account, I arrived in Las Vegas with $120,000 and leave with millions, sadly those casinos banned me from returning, cutting my way to more 'free money' but with this I can do many things.

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Author here, sorry for the rushed thing but I chose to quickly write the prologue or I will end with the writer block and that's what I want, next chapters will be preparation chapters where he will develop technology, friendsh.i.p.s and more so stay tuned. Also, I will make some changes to the original history:

1. I'm making Peter Parker and everyone from his age group older, they will be 17 in Ironman.

2. The events from the Netflix series will be before the Battle of New York.

What do you think of the wishes? Ideas to what he could do fusing MG and MCU technology are welcome. Reading the title, the wishes and his appearance you can guess what I will be doing but I will make some changes to the costume and weapons.

I'm debating about the romance here, make it harem or just a person that latter they could break up and romance with others.

If you want to be Harem, who you suggest and why?

Please be more specific than she's hot.

The ex-girlfriend, who do you think she is?

Thanks for reading.