[32] Catching Up With the Pheonix
<span style="font-weight:400">Chapter 32: Catching Up With the Pheonix
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<span style="font-weight:400">The sun rose over the horizon, casting a golden glow over the grand mansion that was located on the outskirts of the city. The dew-covered grass sparkled in the light, and the birds sang in the trees. The air was fresh and clean, and the world seemed to be waking up to a new day.
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique Nova found himself waking about then, his biological clock used to wake up early. He quickly freshened up, took a quick cold shower, and began to brew a cup of hot coffee. While the coffee was being prepared, he went to the two of the only other rooms upied in this entire mansion.
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique shook awake Greer, giving her some time to fully return to the world of light, and went to Anna’s room to wake her up too. The two girls began to freshen up while Enrique returned to his coffee.
<span style="font-weight:400">The morning was gentle, and Enrique enjoyed a newspaper that was still filled with the alien invasion even though it had been a few days. The girls joined him, and Enrique presented them with two cups of coffee too, and the group passed their morning with small chattering.
<span style="font-weight:400">….
<span style="font-weight:400">About a few hourster, Enrique decided it was time to leave the mansion for the first time in a few days. There had been quite the press mess in the world for the past few days, and while Enrique liked farmers and knew how to handle the camera well – he still preferred to not be bothered by paparazzi too much.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nobody likes paparazzi, huh? I thought at least people like you’d like it.” Greer said, waving her hair to the side with her hand. She seemed unsure about what she was wearing, a white sports bra under a denim jacket, coupled with tight gray pants.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Some do. Well, few. But they aren’t exactly right in the head.” Enrique replied while checking his own suit out; he didn’t bother with a proper ck suit and just wore his Hero Costume in the form of a white suit. He needed to do that because he nned to drop by his office first, it was the opening day after the employees’ little vacation.
<span style="font-weight:400">That, and he also had to go there to check on a report MJ made. Apparently, the CCTVs had caught a fight between the Chitauri army and someone else, who she thought wasn’t one of those aliens, right outside the office. Enrique had to check that out, MJ had keen eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Guys, can you get ready faster? It’s gettingte.” From the side, Anna sighed in feigned exasperation. She sure was having fun with the power to change her clothes with a thought.
<span style="font-weight:400">Loki’s Illusion Magic was a lot deadlier than mere holograms. Sure, they were basic illusions by default, something one would phase through when touched, but they could also be used to materialize physical things. Anna was using that power to make clothes, an exotic tank top under a puffy jacket and ck pants.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Careful, you might be naked in public if you lose concentration or the magic energy for it.” Enrique had warned her almost jokingly, watching her pale a bit; that possibility seemed to affect her even in her newly adapted personality.
<span style="font-weight:400">To Enrique’s surprise, Goddess Mut came to rescue Anna’s case at that moment, her voice ringing in his mind alone.
<b>[“It’s fine. What she absorbed from Loki </b><b><i>was</i></b><b> Asgardian Magic and energy mainly, the knowledge to cast spells was what she learned from his memories – which is a mere secondary gain. If she hadn''t learned that, I could have taught her magic myself, though now it''s amusing seeing Frigga''s magic behind used by my most loveliest believer. Anyway, my point is that, she has enough energy to sustain such a spell.”]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“That makes sense.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed Mut had taken quite the liking to Anna after this incident. He nodded to the air and looked at Anna.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ignore my joke, the gracious Mother Mut said you are fine. Speaking of Mut, I happen to have a question. Now that Anna absorbed so much of Loki… does that make her a Goddess?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Greer perked her ears up at that, Anna pretended to be uninterested but she listened too. Though Mut’s voice only rang in Enrique’s head.
<b>[“It’splicated. You may know this already, but aliens exist in this universe – with some owning personal abilities beyond some gods. So how do you differentiate them from a God? It’s Faith and Divinity. Now, Anna has sucked in a lot of magic powers, divinity, and racial strength of frost giants, but that doesn’t mean she would receive any faith that would be directed towards Loki after this. But at the same time, she has divinity flowing through her. The best term to describe her would be… that she is a Demi-God.”]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">She added, <b>[“If she had absorbed a lower-ranked God, her divinity reserves would have run out. However, if you remember, I exined to you back when you first appeared in this world, that High Gods and above don’t depend on prayers and faiths. While it helps, it’s not very necessary. She has a flowing spiritual ‘engine’ that runs divinity, and will refill her reserves overtime when she uses it.”]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anna, you’re a Demi-God.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique fixed his tie for thest time and announced, not seeing any point in exining it in detail. Though that also meant, if Enrique prepared a number of humans to worship Anna like a Goddess, she might turn into a proper God – or that may just expand or recharge her Divinity Reserves, he didn’t know.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna flinched, smiling widely, while Greer looked at the two of them with an odd frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique chuckled a little and joked, “Now, don’t go hating on me again with your racial superiority prejudice likest time. Ouch, it still stings when you left with Charles because, you said it yourself, I was ‘not even a mutant’.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“H-hey!” instantly, it’s as if Anna from before returned as she threw herself on his chest and hugged him tightly. “T-that, I already admitted it was stupid of me. You can rest assured that I’d never do such a thing ever again!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique felt aplished as he smiled at her and ruffled her hair, watching her look up at him in adoration. She had changed, and while Enrique didn’t have any way to remove the changes yet, it was clear that she hadn’t be some sort of crack-head who thought she was Loki.
<span style="font-weight:400">A gentle giggle filled his ears, <b>[“You can technically be considered a Demi-God as well. Being a God’s Avatar isn’t a small status.”]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique had thought so, but it was nice getting confirmation. It suited him, of course, though he would prefer to be a proper God someday.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know what Mut said?” Enrique whispered. “I am a Demi-God too, what a coincidence.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna just continued hugging him, while Greer’s eyes drooped. She felt as if she was being left behind, though sadly she saw no path on how to catch up with them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon, the three of them left. Anna and Greer called an Uber, and Enrique made a note to finally buy a car for them Z well as they left for Midtown High. While Enrique himself flew to his office at the speed of a flying jet.
<b>X-x-X</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">"Good to see what all of you are in one piece. Goddamn, what a lucky vacation that one was."
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique strolled into the office, waving off the standing-up employees with a smile. They returned his words with sighs of relief.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Honestly." One of the employers agreed right away, heaving a sigh. "Those aliens ran right over our house, if we were there at that time, only God knows what would have happened."
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique had a little chat with his 15 employees and then made his way into his office room.
<span style="font-weight:400">Mary Jane Watson waited for him there. Usually, she woulde to greet him, but today she looked particrly troubled as she stared at the monitor while chewing on her lips.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Miss Jane?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique stopped near her chair and called, startling her. That was worrying, why was she so invested-
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah.
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique''s eyes fell on the monitor and suddenly he knew why.
<span style="font-weight:400">"S-sir!"
<span style="font-weight:400">MJ jumped up and greeted him. She quickly moved away from the chair, allowing him to take a seat. He did and leaned over, looking at the screen with a frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">A normal human wouldn''t have seen any difference between this green thing and one of those Chitauri. They would just have assumed it was some other variant of Chitauri. Yet, MJ recognized it. Of course, she did, how couldn''t she? That was her ex-boyfriend.
<span style="font-weight:400">"The Green Goblin…"
<span style="font-weight:400">On the monitor, on the footage, he saw Green Goblin who hade equipped with bombs to blow his office off. Only that he couldn''t, because aliens invaded the world and rushed after him.
<span style="font-weight:400">The camera didn''t catch anything, but given there was no death report, and also because that was the Green Goblin of all slimy bastards, he was sure the viin survived.
<span style="font-weight:400">That fucking <i><span style="font-weight:400">moron</i><span style="font-weight:400">. How dare hee to blow off his office?
<span style="font-weight:400">"Y-you know him?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Heard some rumors."
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique got back up from the chair. He looked into her eyes, as she looked down. She probably thought it was her fault that he was here, and Enrique would agree. Except there was no need to say that to her face, she was a useful manager, one of the best he had worked with.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I-"
<span style="font-weight:400">"That''s Harry Osborn?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"..."
<span style="font-weight:400">MJ looked startled. She had told him that her ex-boyfriend had turned into a monster, but she never thought he''d take it literally, and connect the dots. She didn''t know he knew things in a bit more detail than normal people.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I- yes."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Miss Jane, let''s talk tonight."
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique put a hand on her shoulder, giving her a gentle look. She was quite shaken; she was worrying too much.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Book some ce, a restaurant or, I don''t know, whatever. I have some other work I need to take care of, so I''d like to finish this issue quickly. I''ll send you some Stark Tech, cameras and sensors, tell the people to work on it, and modify it for extreme security alerts. Because this guy mighte again."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, sir."
<span style="font-weight:400">MJ heaved out a breath and nodded, appreciating his quick thoughts. She hesitated but then reached out her hands to grab his forearm as his hand was resting on her shoulder. Gently, she squeezed it.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you."
<span style="font-weight:400">****
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna and Greer were pissed. It’s not as if Enrique didn’t have a car, but they didn''t. It was his personal car, and while he let them ride it, he just wouldn''t let either of them drive it. Well, Anna was a minor, but Greer could drive it. Yet, he wouldn’t agree.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Girls? Please, go buy your own car." he had said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna was almost willing to hypnotize some car dealer and get a car, but before she could give in to her new foreboding thoughts, the Uber reached the school.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Can I get an autograph instead of the payment?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Uh…"
<span style="font-weight:400">The Uber driver recognized her, and it said quite something that a man from such a profession would rather take her autograph than money.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna couldn''t hold back a smile. She was <i><span style="font-weight:400">famous</i><span style="font-weight:400">. One day she was thinking that life was a dead end, her touch being a deadly poison, to this level of fame.
<span style="font-weight:400">After giving the autograph, the two entered the school and instantly found themselves surrounded by students.
<span style="font-weight:400">Usually, Anna would feel awkward with such a crowd but today… she only felt excited. Greer also found herself having fun, for once not receiving weird looks even though she was in her Tigra form, and instead getting looks of jealousy, envy, and admiration.
<span style="font-weight:400">It felt good.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was about that time, surrounded by so many people that a needle won''t be able toe in, that a half grabbed Anna and Greer as it pulled them.
<span style="font-weight:400">They phased <i><span style="font-weight:400">through</i><span style="font-weight:400"> the crowd, going through their bodies. It took them half a minute to be out of the crowd, and in an unpopted corner of the campus.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Kitty!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, Anna."
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna recognized the girl instantly. She may have not spent that much time in Xavier''s School, but she had made a few friends there. Well, only one actually. It was this girl, who could phase through things, so she hadn''t been worried about Anna identally touching her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna hugged her. She was wearing gloves, but it still surprised Kitty that her friend was confident enough to engage in such physical contact.
<span style="font-weight:400">Canceling the hug, she turned to look at Greer and grinned. "Greer, this is my mutant school friend, Kitty Pryde. She can phase through things, as you saw. Kitty, this is Greer Nelson, she''s strong, a human tigress. Not a mutant though."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hi~"
<span style="font-weight:400">Greer gave the girl a short nod, and the girl returned with a smile. She was an energetic one, this one.
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning back to Anna, she began to talk.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Anyway, what are you doing here, girl? You''re famous now,ing here so casually is gonna cause problems."
<span style="font-weight:400">"It''s fine. Enrique – Supernova – will be here anytime now. He''s going to enroll me here. I was doubtful at first when I heard there''d be mutants from Xavier''s School attending… but now that I know <i><span style="font-weight:400">you</i><span style="font-weight:400"> are one of them, I am excited!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh. Oh? Hey, that''s great!"
<span style="font-weight:400">The two girls got along well, and Greer almost forgot how different Anna had been acting these past few days.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was around that time that a white star descended from the sky, stopping inches above the ground as hisrge figure loomed over them.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Shadowcat? Good morning." Enrique looked at Kitty and said, with a raised eyebrow.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Uh…"
<span style="font-weight:400">Kitty gave him a weird look, returning a shaky nod. <b>Shadowcat</b><span style="font-weight:400"> wasn''t a name that many knew, even Anna didn''t. She hadn''t debuted as an X-Men yet, so how did he know?
<span style="font-weight:400">"Good morning. Nice to meet you..."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Nice to meet you as well. Anna talked about you a lot, I hope you''ll take care of her in her time here. On that topic, can you lead us to your processor first? I want to have a chat with Jean Grey."
<span style="font-weight:400">Kitty slowly nodded. She hesitated, almost reaching out a hand, wanting to pull him through the walls and into the office, but ultimately decided to use the usual path to lead them to the office.
<span style="font-weight:400">As someone who wanted to join the X-Men, she had heard of what he did to the X-Men a few months ago, back when Emma Frost had called them for backup. She seemed weary of him, if not outright scared.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">''Poor girl.''</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna felt a little bad for her friend.
<span style="font-weight:400">****
<span style="font-weight:400">By the time Enrique and friends were in the school building, arge group of paparazzi had gathered outside. Despite Enrique taking a few days off public, the steam hadn''t ended, and they were here to get a glimpse of him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not that any of that mattered. They couldn''te inside; the security level was high like that since there were mutants attending this school now. So Enrique just followed Kitty into the teacher''s office, which was upied by a lot of teachers this time aroundpared to the empty roomst time.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Jeaaan~"
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique smiled widely and approached the sses-wearing redhead. She just blinked, until she was caught in a hug, suddenly blushing but unsure if she should push him away. He soon pulled back, and Jean was d he hadn''t tried anything funny with his hands, it really was a normal hug.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her expression asked, were they close enough to share hugs like this?
<span style="font-weight:400">Anna wore an odd expression, a mixture of many emotions, but Enrique tried not to notice and looked at Jean.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''d have appreciated your presence in the recent battle. Where were the X-Men at that time?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Jean looked a bit embarrassed. She took a second and turned to the other teachers in the room, all of whom were staring at them.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Guys, can I have some alone time with them?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh- er, sure."
<span style="font-weight:400">One of them quickly replied and in unison, all of them stormed off, though a brave one did rush to Enrique to take a picture first.
<span style="font-weight:400">When they were gone, Jean slumped into her chair and sighed.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Enrique, we really wanted to help, trust me. Helping in that battle would have allowed Mutants to earn great PR. But we had no way of getting involved. Because there was a mutant on the loose. It''s a kid from our school. He called himself Kid Omega, and he made a mistake and murdered someone right under Xavier’s nose while attending the school, no small feat for any mutant.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Quentin is… was an Omega-level, his main power was to form thoughts at a very fast rate. He could even control and manipte the minds of others, as well, and he did that to gather a group of mutant children from our school to throw a revolt against us, the X-Men. He could also resist attempts of psychic maniption on his own mind and in general shut down mind probes and keep most telepaths out of his head, and since the people he was using to attack us were just mind-controlled kids, we couldn''t go all out."
<span style="font-weight:400">That sounded like an annoying thing to deal with, Enrique could see it. Jean looked somewhat devastated as she said the next words.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Ultimately, we had no choice but to… neutralize him. Cyclops had to blow him into blisters, and since that, he locked himself in a room. Killing a teen, even if that boy was mentally unwell, was a big hit to him. All of this happened when the sky split apart, Kid Omega had used that moment of shock tounch his attack, and the X-Men had no choice but to stay."
<span style="font-weight:400">That made sense. Enrique would have been more surprised after hearing this if they ended up joining the battle. Even if they could have taken care of it early, it must have been a hit for all of them after killing a kid.
<span style="font-weight:400">Though Enrique had to agree that was a strong power right there. Pity he was killed. If he was locked or something, he could have led Anna to steal that power.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see, that''s a pity. Forgive me for expecting you there then, Miss Jean." Enrique closed his eyes and had a sad nod. He didn''t really feel anything about this entire thing, but better to appear humane than otherwise.
<span style="font-weight:400">She just sighed. Taking in a deep breath, she pped her hands and smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Anyway, let''s put those depressing thoughts to the side. You are here with Anna again; must that mean you are thinking of enrolling her here?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes."
<span style="font-weight:400">"That is great!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Jean stood up, walking off.
<span style="font-weight:400">"All right,e with me. I''ll make it fast since it looks like the paparazzi will get more annoying otherwise."
<span style="font-weight:400">Enrique followed behind her, and the three girls exchanged nces before following as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">While staring at her walking in front of him, as she talked about something he wasn''t really interested in, he began to n if he could use this information to his benefit somehow.
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