Extra Chapter Goal: (250/250 Power Stones)
Hehehe, we got another goal complete!
ALSO! I am sorry I haven't uploaded of late... I have been sick for a while and have also had to clean my entire house for a rental inspection. Naturally I've taken a bit of time off to recuperate and relax. I am back though so, please enjoy the chapter!
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Emma Frost and Cordelia Frost sat in a comfortable office at the top of the Chrysler Building, their outfits matching in a blue-white pattern with similar cuts and styling. They were putting forth a united front before their brother, who was leaning back in his chair opposite them.
"So… let me get this straight." The younger sister took a breath as he let the silence drag.
"You want me to go visit your school, Cordelia, because, and I quote, 'You're a badass superhero, and all the other brats my age think I'm a loser.'" Cordelia nodded firmly, squirming slightly under her brother's weighty gaze.
Emma was trying her best not to laugh in her brother's face as he stared their younger sister down. She had tried to convince Cordelia to simply ask, casually, cordially. Her younger sister had simply said no and then went on a rant about how the Frosts needed to show respect and at least seem professional when requesting something of someone. Emma had shared that with her brother after he returned from a business trip. Drecarios had laughed his ass off at Cordelia's attempt to be a proper adult about things.
"Hmm..." Drecarios sat there, studying her with the poise of an older brother evaluating a formal petition.
Cordelia stuck a finger down the collar of her shirt as she waited, her nerves making her sweat a little as her brother decided her fate, socially speaking. The idea hadn't been hers originally. A few of the school bullies had bet she couldn't even get her own brother to come say hi to everyone, let alone do anything cool. This was her attempt to show them their place, so to speak.
"I, um, I mean, I can do stuff for your company if you want. Or maybe help sis out more?" Her older brother just stared at her as she muttered on, much to the despair of Emma as she tried to hold back a cackle. Drecarios was making it as awkward as possible for both of their enjoyment. Cordelia never asked for things from her siblings, especially when their father had still been alive, so seeing her so nervous was a blessing to them both.
"Cordelia." She stopped muttering her ideas and gulped, staring into her older brother's eyes when he finished calling her name.
"I'm more than willing to come to your school and greet the kids. Hell, I'm a superhero, aren't I? It's kind of in the job description." Cordelia melted into her chair, barely resisting a sigh of relief.
"Thank you! Now I won't be laughed at by those prissy cheerleader bitches..." Drecarios lost his composure and began laughing, a soft chuckle escaping Emma's lips as well. Cordelia blushed heavily when she realised how much of a slip she just had in decorum.
She began stuttering... "Ah, ah, um, s-sorry!" Drecarios began waving her off whilst clutching at his stomach.
"Don't worry about it, little sis… hahahaaa… Yeah, that was a good laugh." His tone was slightly strained, as if he had just lifted something heavy.
"So... When will you come to school?" Her older brother looked at her with a fondness she had never seen from him in the past. When their dad had been around, he would strangle any little shred of happiness from the family.
"You have school tomorrow, yeah?" She nodded excitedly in response to his question.
"Then I'll be at the house in the morning. In fact, I'll come home with you two. We'll go together." Cordelia jumped out of her chair and leaped at her brother, bringing him into a deep hug. They held the hug for a while, savouring the rare warmth of simple family closeness. That was until Emma coughed lightly, prompting them to separate with smiles on their faces.
"Cool, let me just go tell Apollo." Cordelia and Emma frowned in confusion at the statement. Both sisters looked at each other, communicating through eye contact. Neither of them had heard about a man named Apollo working for their brother so they stayed quiet until he returned.
Five minutes later the three of them exited the Chrysler into the, mildly warm, night time air of New York. Lights blazed in the distance and honking horns blared throughout the darkened haze that was the urban chaos surrounding them. Emma raised her hand to call for their driver as Drecarios spoke to one of his staff, asking them to secure the building after ten. In no time at all the three siblings slunk into the back of the Frost family limo, Cordelia talking to her brother about some of her friends.
All of them were excited for tomorrow. One sister for the impending reality check to her bullies. The other for the unity and love that would be on display that had been denied them in the past. Finally the brother who was merely happy to be alive and have family to care for, especially after the issues of his last life.
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The Next Morning...
With a single tug I finally released the tension in my shoulder, the pop and crackle making Emma and Cordelia wince as we sat at the table eating breakfast. Speaking of my sisters, both of them were dressed primly and properly. Cordelia sported her school's formal uniform that had a grey-blue colour scheme with the school's symbol; a violin and pencil on an artistic wave, emblazoned on its left breast pocket. She had tied her dirty blonde hair up into a loose bun that had small wisps hanging down the sides oh her face. A pair of headphones wrapped around her delicate neck, in a matching emerald colour to her family pendant that Emma had gotten her in the past. Her lilac-turquoise eyes were slightly dazed as she ever so slowly awoke from her sleep-induced torpor.
Emma on the other hand was in a free flowing ice-blue dress that clung over ever luscious, obscene curve of her body. It was styled for easy access and adjustment and thus had cuts in the sides, showing her rather muscular thighs and the beauty of her long legs. As her brother I was awkwardly turned on and also worried that I'd have to fight the male teenagers off of her.
"We've got an hour and a half to get there bro, you sure you're good?" Cordelia questioned as she played with the spoon in her cereal.
Rotating my shoulder to remove the stiffness I took a long drink of my orange juice and shrugged. "Sure lil sis, I'll be fine. It's just a bunch of teenagers. It's not as if I am dealing with another alien invasion or anything." Emma guffawed into her own cup before setting it down.
My elder sister looked at me as my younger rolled her eyes. "Are you really tempting red flags from the universe right now?" A smirk curled onto my face as she pouted out her frustration.
"Nah, I just wanted to make Cordelia less nervous. And it worked, she rolled her eyes..." Emma now rolled her eyes making me almost spit out a mouth-full of juice. Both of them then proceeded to laugh at me as I wiped my mouth and swallowed the rest of my drink.
Momo Yaoyorozu- Drecarios-san, are you present?
Tony Stark- What's up kid?
I took a napkin and wiped my face, surreptitiously checking the chat as I played up my near-spit-take more.
Momo Yaoyorozu- Oh, sorry Stark-San, I was just wishing to discuss material science with Drecarios.
Tony Stark- You don't need Elsa for that! I have a PHD in material science. In fact, I have discovered my own element!!! 😎
Momo Yaoyorozu- 😮😮Really!?
Tony Stark- Yep, yep, no biggy! So come on, spill!
Momo Yaoyorozu- Well, I have the ability to convert the lipids in my body into matter that I then form into objects/matter. My only limitation is that I need to know the full molecular structure of the object before I create it... Oh, and it uses lipids...
Momo Yaoyorozu- I was going to ask if there was a material that could potentially be used in a superhero costume and would allow me to use my ability through it
Tony Stark- Hmmm. If I were approaching the problem from first glance I would say you need a combination of biology and material science here. Your powers are genetic in nature, as Elsa told me, so you would need to program the material somehow to allow your genetic material to 'phase' through somehow...
The chat went silent for a few moments before Tony came back, the chat screen hanging in front of my face as I ate cereal.
Tony Stark- I would say that using a material combined with something from your body would be the way to go. Maybe something like Carbon-Fibre mixed with your hair and woven into your suit? That's my guess without using Jarvis or exploring further.
Stark was damned intelligent. He hadn't ever seen My Hero Academia and yet he came up with a theoretical application for a super suit that already existed in her universe. Licking the milk off my lips I blinked a few times and slowly enunciated my words inside my own head; the chat following my mental commands.
Drecarios Frost- That material already exists in your world Momo. Tony is correct.
Tony Stark- Heh, taking a screenshot so I can never forget that you said I was right!
Drecarios Frost- Fuck...
Momo Yaoyorozu- OH!!! Thank you Stark-san, Drecarios-san! I'll investigate this immediately!
She left the chat after leaving that message, Tony nattering on for a time before saying he needed to bounce. He was talking about Avengers Tower and how he was remodelling it so we could all bunk there in the future. His renovations were a part of the reason I wasn't fully moving into the Chrysler or any of my other buildings. Why waste the promise of free room and board? Anyway, with breakfast finished all three of us got up and got ready. Emma got the keys for her Bentley, I got my I-phone and a leftover pancake, Cordelia rushed to her school bags and then proceeded to slam her way out the front door.
Emma and I stepped out shortly after, my younger sister gushing over the Bentley Continental GT that my sister had taken out for our little jaunt today. Both of us ignored her nonsensical theatrics as she snapped a few photos of the car for her twitter profile.
Cordelia quickly got in the car after finishing her posts, beaming at the fact that she was going to school with her family for a change. I couldn't help but lighten up at how happy she was acting, her usual snarky attitude all but invisible in the face of our intentions today.
"Zip in boys and girls, we aren't going to be slow pokes today...!" Emma grinned evilly as she revved the car on, the eight cylinder engine purring loudly at her command. Both Cordelia and I gulped, grabbing for our seatbelts as Emma flexed her muscles and then set her hands down on the gear-stick.
"I hope this is a normal drive..." I heard Cordelia murmur out behind me.
Apollo's voice crackled from the car radio right afterwards. "With the Wicked Witch of the East? NEVER!" The engine revved and we launched off through the driveway and out onto the roads of New York, Cordelia screaming in fear and excitement as we did so.
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Half an hour and fifty red lights later I shakily exited the Bentley whilst wiping my forehead. Emma was an avid speedster and took multiple sports cars out racing in her spare time. It was probably a mistake to ask her to drive this morning... Not that it mattered now that we were here.
The Academy itself was massive, spanning across multiple city blocks with skybridges connecting the separated buildings. Concrete, marble, stone and basalt mixed comfortably into a sleek modern designs that screamed elegance and excitement. Monuments sprinkled just outside the main entrance and fountains spraying multiple threads of water into marble bowls just added to the decadence that casually made the exterior of the school.
Many limos and sports cars were dispensing teenagers and then being driven away to an opposing parking lot. This was a school for the super rich, those who had a silver spoon in their mouths and who treated the kids that went to Cambridge, Oxford or Harvard like peasants. This was the place oligarchs, oil barons and monopolies sent their children.
"You need to get your super suit, bro?" Cordelia asked quietly. She was obviously nervous about it now that we had arrived.
"Don't worry lil sis, I always have it." I snapped my fingers and created the same black trench coat that I wore in the battle. An earpiece snapped into place over my right ear, a small mic poking out of my hair as my boots shifted to combat boots with a clear goth inspiration. My hands were immediately covered with fingerless black leather gloves that were already strapped together tightly. All together I looked as If I had just stepped out of a character creator for a superhero game and had chosen all the 'badass' features.
"Whoa..." Cordelia's eyes were wide open in surprise and awe whilst Emma swallowed a little bit. I don't know what that was about but I put it to the side... Especially since my transformation had drawn the attention of every teenager in a block radius.
"""""SINGULARITY!!!!!!!"""""
I looked around and watched as hundreds of kids rushed towards me, all of them holding their phones. Some took pictures, others were recording. Parents who were dropping off their children paused and looked over, the women looking slightly ravenous.
'Oh, god!?'
"Zerg rush anyone?" Apollo's annoying voice sung in my earpiece as I my sisters were pushed aside and I was harangued by my fans.
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