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IM/DC Chapter 174
🕑 Added 2024-08-13 23:28:25 +0000 UTC“And that’s done. You no longer have your powers Metamorpho.” I pulled his powers from him because he disliked that his powers made him ugly. As he looked like a normal man again I handed him the U.S.S. drug(the one that would only knock him out for a minute not the full-body orgasm one). “This is one of the latest versions of the U.S.S. drug. It’ll give you a bunch of abilities including the ability to change how you look. The ten million should already be in your bank and if you have any friends who might want to get rid of their powers for the same deal feel free to contact me.”
Elemental transmutation
Hyperelasticity
He was part of the squad that was working with Cassandra Cain and never really wanted his powers, even still he decided to do good with them until he could get rid of them and look like a normal human again. Thankfully I didn’t get the negative effects of having my body take on the different elemental forms like him, it would have been trivially easy to fix.
I didn’t really need new superpowers anymore but if someone was to offer them to me I wouldn’t say no. If I could make a hero's life better while also getting something out of it, I’d rather do that instead of killing villains. That being said, I was still on the lookout for a few unique powers. Intangibility like Kitty and Reality Warping like Franklin would be nice.
The big one would be photographic reflexes like Taskmaster but she was female in this universe and I already had sex with her. It would be weird to show up now and kill her for her powers. All of the powers I wanted I couldn’t think of any villains I could kill with them. I could do those things with my divinity but it would be a waste if I could just get the power instead and not need to waste resources.
I would have to wait for Darkseid to be resurrected but even now I knew I needed to get stronger before I fought him. I could beat him like I did with Trigon but I’d rather just overpower him by myself when he finally is resurrected. I could get the reality stone, but that had the same problems of people trying to take the stone away from me and I’d need to turn it into a watch or something.
A necklace or bracelet would look tacky on me. They also hadn’t really talked about the stones in the comics, the same went with Kang the Conqueror on account of them being so overused in the movies. That was also the problem with reality warpers, I possibly made plans and fought against some already but they altered reality before I had my divinity so I wouldn’t think of challenging them.
I needed someone with a weaker version of reality warping I could grow to full power, someone with intangibility I could kill and I needed to find a way to get photographic reflexes to finish my powers. I was happy where I was but those three were the last pieces to make me unkillable. For now, I needed to prepare. They were doing the Hellfire gala a week from now and I knew enough to know something bad was going to happen when it went off.
The Marauders were no longer part of the X-men, but they were still part of mutant kind. It meant we could come and go freely from the island because the true owner was Emma Frost. Emma Frost who was currently pregnant with my children, and Moira MacTaggert also told them to not piss me off so I’d like to see them try and stop me from showing up.
As much as I needed to prepare, there wasn’t really much I needed to do. I have four or five armies under my command now along with dozens of squads of superheroes I can pay to show up and make sure nothing goes wrong. The thing I wanted most was… The mutant women I missed out on of course. Now that I won't die from touching Rogue and she got used to her new powers she needed to make up the fact she almost killed me.
Her, Jean Grey, Dazzler, Jubilee, and Laura Kinney were my next targets and I wasn’t sure if I was just going to make them all fuck buddies or actual girlfriends in the end. It really depended on how they all felt about me in the end. I got a pretty good read on Rogue and as long as she could get over almost killing me with her powers then we could become closer than just sexual partners.
Exploring the island was like exploring a new city with a population in the millions. Without knowing where most people would go during the day you weren’t very likely to meet anyone you were looking for at random. My powers were so all-encompassing that I had many methods to find a single person or make a ping to look for specific people. I effectively made an attractive single-woman radar power out of the mishmash of my powers and had it scanning for me.
As I walked through and picked up a decent meal and drink as the party-like atmosphere for the part of the island I was in I refined my radar. It was pinging about a thousand options but I kept tweaking it as I added in additional conditions. Thousands were narrowed down to hundreds before I started to actually check the people it was pinging. As I saw who it was sending me towards I kept narrowing down the search with limiters.
Over five feet and over age eighteen, it kept sending me towards younger-looking mutants at the start. Below twelve feet, for now, I’d possibly expand that option in the future. They had to have a face and I narrowed down the search to them having only two eyes, one nose, and one mouth… The mouth limiter might get removed at some point as well.
I didn’t limit the skin color. Green, blue, and red were more exotic than odd to me and I had already fucked a few odd-colored women like She-Hulk and Dragonfly. Blue… There is my blue right now. I looked at her as she wasn’t wearing a fake identity, fully embracing her mutant heritage here on the island. As I approached her while she danced she spotted me and tensed for a moment.
Mystique was in an open relationship with another woman and often had sex with other people. The scent of fear when she noticed me threw me off slightly, did she see me killing someone while she was disguised or something? That amount wasn’t normal for someone just hearing that you’re dangerous, they’d have to see it in action to know for sure.
As I danced my way over and drew almost all the attention towards us the smell started to slowly fade as I leaned over to whisper. “Hey… Want to get out of here?” We made our way off the dance floor and towards an outdoor bar overlooking it. She ordered a fruit punch in a gigantic bowl and I got a mocktail that was made by a professional bartender. The difference was noticeable compared to the one Sage made me way back when.
I didn’t like to play games or beat around the bush so as we sat down I put a noise-cancelling bubble around our booth so we could hear each other before I asked. “So, why did I smell fear on you when you noticed me?”
