4 years later. 06:00. Abandoned beach
Fourteen year old Arthur sat on the pier looking out to sea. He had grown much taller and his hair was slightly shorter. Evans was wearing a white hooded sweatshirt over a black turtleneck, blue jeans with a belt and sneakers. He had fingerless gloves on his hands. On his forehead were the very same pilot's glasses, and around his neck was a chain with a fractal. Next to him lay his bulldog, which had grown bigger and more mature. Around his neck was a black collar with a steel round plate with a nickname on it. Arthur looked at his hand, which he coated with black energy. He threw a blob of white energy straight into the sea. Where the clot was, a large salt crystal appeared above the sea. Evans threw a couple more clots and more crystals appeared. Then the brown-haired man got up and went to the rubbish-strewn beach. Locke woke up and ran after him. The hiker looked around and seeing no one alive but Locke, put his glasses over his eyes and put his arms out to the sides. His hair turned silver and shaggy from root to tip. Fractal, on the other hand, began to glow. Then his right hand became covered with white energy and his left hand with black energy. The white one he directed at the pier and it began to grow towards him, pushing the junk away. Then with the black Evans returned the pier to its former appearance. Then Arthur flew, taking the steel rope and, fixing one end in the centre of the pier on the sea side with white energy, he took the beam. With white energy he lengthened it to the bottom and then added more steel rope. That's how he made the buoys. Next, out of plastic rubbish, Arthur made sunbeds and beach umbrella frames. Chestnut took fabrics and used them to complete the umbrellas. The excess rubbish was destroyed by the black energy.
«Well, now it looks more or less like a beach - exhaled Arthur, taking off his glasses.
His own hair was back to normal and the fractal glow had stopped.
«Woof! Woof! - Locke ran up to him.
«Yes, Locke. I think it's time to go home," Evans scratched the back of his head.
He took Bulldog in his arms and flew to the pier. Then set it on the ground and they walked towards home.
07:30
Arthur arrived at the house, along with Locke. The brown-haired man opened the door and the bulldog went in first. The paratrooper went in after him. After that, Bulldog went to sleep in his basket. Evans put earplugs on him and himself, then took the speaker and went upstairs. He opened his mother's door ajar and put the speaker on the nightstand. Then Chestnut turned the speaker on and turned it off after three seconds. Then Popadan stepped aside.
«Arthur! - Aria came out of the room with her hair dishevelled. She was dressed in pyjamas.
«I'm here," Evans replied, taking off his earplugs.
«How many times can you wake me up like this?! - his mum asked.
«What's the other way round? You throw pillows the other way round," Arthur replied.
«It's like your mum I am, but somehow it turns out the other way round, all in the father, damn.... - she scratched the back of her head.
«Well, it's just the way it is," the chestnut shrugged.
Miss Evans just ruffled his hair.
«Mum, aren't we late? 'It's all right that it's the day I'm moving up to high school...' - said Arthur.
«Japonah mother, that's right! - Aria ran into the bathtub.
The brown-haired man looked at his watch and switched on the stopwatch. When his mum came out, he switched off the stopwatch. She was dressed in a black tank top, blue jeans with a belt and barefoot. Her hair was already brushed and styled.
«Eight minutes, thirty-two seconds, Evans said. - Another forty seconds and you'll break the record.
«Don't get clever with me, let's go and make breakfast and lunch," she went to the ground floor.
Arthur followed her with his hands in his pockets.
***
Arthur sat and ate his omuraisu quietly. Mum was frying something in a pan in the meantime. Miss Evans put a lunch case and in it a pita with Tonkatsu inside and ketchup and mustard on both sides. And so two servings, the first with mustard and ketchup and the second with soy sauce and teriyaki.
«What kind of Greek-Japanese lunch is this? - the brown-haired man asked.
«Is there something you're not satisfied with? - Aria asked.
«No, it's just that yesterday you cooked Kolzone with duck and sauce, and the day before yesterday fried palenta with bacon.... - the day before that.
«You can tell me that it was not tasty! - She was indignant.
«No, it's just unusual...
«Who makes some kind of computing devices and radars out of pilot's glasses? - Aria asked, and Arthur had an arrow in his head. - Who assembles new robots and machines out of already finished robots and machines? - Another arrow. - Shall I go on?
«All I do is experiment...
«You're all over me with this - she replied.
«Hee-hee... - the brown-haired man smiled broadly.
«Evans put a small piece of tonkatsu wrapped in Pita and ketchup and mustard on his plate.
The Pope took it, sniffed it, and then popped it into his mouth.
«Ghee... Delicious! - he smiled.
Aria smiled too, ruffling her son's hair. Arthur ate, after which he picked up his briefcase and a football.
«What, are you hoping they'll introduce a football club? - His mum asked, grinning.
«Mg... - Evans turned away with a sour face.
«'Well, you better hope so,' she smiled.
«Footy football is the game of millions, I'll have faith and hope! - he replied.
«Naive... All in me... - Miss Evans closed the case. - Let's go to the car.
«Yeah," Arthur smiled.
They left, giving Locke one last pat.
Midtown School
Arthur got out of the car and headed for the school. He had a ball under his armpit and a black briefcase with a white S on the back.
«Good luck, I'll pick you up! - shouted Aria and then drove off.
«Bye - Evans waved, then continued walking.
«Arthur! - heard the chestnut man and turned round.
A fourteen year old girl with blonde hair down to her shoulder blades with pink tips, fair skin and blue eyes ran up to him. She was dressed in a white T-shirt, black trousers with a belt and sandals. Gwen was about shoulder height. She was about 162 centimetres tall. Fourteen-year-old Arthur was 181. She had a briefcase on her back.
«Oh, Gwen, hi," Evans smiled.
«Hi," Stacey smiled.
Suddenly their attention was caught by a noise from the football training ground, which was nearby.
«Let's go! We need a win! - shouted the coach, blowing his whistle.
Among the players was Flash in defence.
«Flash! Let's go! - shouted Arthur, spotting his friend.
The blond just showed a thumbs up, then started trying to pick up the ball.
«Catch! - That player threw the ball back without looking, and it flew out of the field.
The ball flew straight at Arthur and Gwen's age. She had blond wavy hair a little longer than her shoulders, fair skin and blue eyes. She was dressed in a sleeveless shirt over a white shirt, a skirt and shoes. There were books in her hands and the girl didn't have time to dodge. Evans tossed a football before jumping up and kicking it in the air. Two balls came flying towards him. For American football he caught it with his hand and for regular football he stopped it with his foot.
«Wow, that's a nifty catch! - shouted the kid who threw the ball.
He was an Afro-American with brown eyes and dark dreadlocks in a ponytail. He was a head taller and healthier than Evans.
«'Sorry, I didn't mean it,' he said to the blonde.
«It's okay... - she replied, and then looked at Arthur. - Thank you - said the girl and left.
«You're welcome... - replied the brown-haired man, tossing the ball.
«I think I know you, you're Flash's friends," said the black-skinned man, taking off his helmet.
«I do," said Arthur.
«Yeah," Gwen nodded.
«My name's Danny," he smiled, then looked at the football. - Good hit and catch.
«I'm aware of that - the brown-haired man picked up his ball. - Flash, catch! - The hit man threw the American football with one hand.
It flew past the players and straight at Thompson. Eugene caught the ball, staggered backwards slightly. Everyone looked at Flash, who lifted the ball over his head. Coach dropped the whistle from his teeth.
«I gotta go, I've got a locker to check," Evans said, heading off.
«Bye! - Gwen waved to Flash and ran after Arthur.
Meanwhile, the coach walked up to Flash.
«Tell me who your friend is... - he said.
«Well... A footballer just great, only in regular football, not national football - answered the blond.
«Athlete?
«No, he trains himself just... - said Thompson.
«By himself?! - he asked, looking after the guy.
Then Coach adjusted Flash's helmet.
«Flash... - he put a hand on his shoulder. - It's your time...
«What?" Eugene asked.
***
Arthur stood in front of an open locker, sorting through his things. There was a vigilante newspaper clipping taped to the inside of the door. It had a date three months earlier on it. On the top shelf was a Hulk dummy, a Captain America figure with a shield, an Iron Man poster inside, and a Thor figure. The brown-haired man took the textbook and closed the locker with the seven seals. Evans looked to the side and saw Peter. He was dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, belted trousers and shoes. The brown-haired man had round-framed glasses on his nose. His hair was short and the top two strands on the sides framed his face. Next to him walked a man the same age as Parker. He had light red short hair, fair skin and brown eyes. He was wearing a short-sleeved jumper over a short-sleeved shirt, trousers with a belt and shoes.
«Peter! - shouted Arthur.
«Arthur! - shouted Pete, spotting his friend.
«Hi, neighbour - said the brown-haired man, walking up to them.
«Hi - Parker bumped fists with him.
«Hi, Osborne - Evans held out his hand.
«How many times have you asked to call me by my first name, Evans? - The blond redhead asked, shaking his hand.
«What do you call me, Harry? - Arthur asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
The man only raised his hands.
«Parker! - they heard, and Peter's hair stood up.
«Flash... - Peter and Harry said with sour faces.
The brown-haired man looked behind them. Flash was walking towards them, wearing an open-top football team sweatshirt over a turquoise T-shirt, jeans with a belt and sneakers.
«Flash, will you stop it? - Peter asked, turning round.
«What? - asked the blond. - I don't need you right now, I need Arthur - he waved his hand.
A question mark loomed over Evans. Just after that, the bell rang for class.
«Oh, the bell. sorry, Flash, let's do it at lunch, I've got algebra - Arthur smiled, raising his hand.
«Okay - nodded Thompson.
Evans ran to class.
«Wait! You're not eating lunch in the canteen! - Shouted the blond, but the chestnut had already run away.
Eugene lowered his head, then turned round, but both Peter and Harry had already flushed.
***
Arthur sat in class at his desk, at his notebook. The topic was already written down, and he was twirling a pencil on his index finger. He was sketching Tony Stark's armour with shadows and reflections. The brown-haired man looked out the window he was sitting near and saw the Hulk and Thor fighting the Destroyers. Evans whistled, starting to sketch.
«Evans! Am I saying something uninteresting?! Or have you already written down the topic!!! - the teacher asked. It was the kind of teacher who could be called an old hag. Old, wrinkles, grey hair in a bun and dressed accordingly. Like a teacher from a nightmare.
The brown-haired man only lifted his notebook with the topic. She came over and started checking.
«Right - she left the notebook, returning to the blackboard.
Arthur, on the other hand, continued to stare out of the window.
«So, who will try to solve the next example? - the teacher asked. - Evans!
«What have I ever done to you? - asked Evans, turning round.
«Can you solve this equation? - she pointed the pointer at the example.
«The answer is X = 57 - he answered. - And Y = 33 - Arthur added, propping his head up with his hand.
The teacher just looked at the example and patted her eyes.
«Right... Five... - she replied sparingly.
After that, the classmates began to applaud.
«Mrs Shaln, you'll forgive me, but you'd better explain the topic instead of hitting on me again.... I'm the one with the normal perception, and I don't think the rest of you do," said Arthur.
«Are you going to teach me how to drive a lesson?! - she asked.
Immediately after that there was a small earthquake. Everyone looked out the window and saw a giant robot G.I.D.R.Y. being beaten by Thor and the Hulk.
«Everyone out of the classroom! - shouted the teacher.
Everyone ran for the exit. Arthur ran after them too. Just after they got out, the windows blew out. The brown-haired man closed the doors so the glass wouldn't fly out. The corridor became a mess. Arthur made a sneaky escape.
***
Arthur ran out the back door and saw around the corner a robot kicking the Hulk and holding Thor with a mechanical arm. The robot was a cockpit with four legs and two claws. The brown-haired man looked around, then grabbed the fractal. His hair and eyes turned silver, after which he put on his glasses. Evans then changed his gloves to the usual black coloured ones. The paratrooper released a blob of black energy from his hands, which hovered in front of him. The brown-haired man launched it at the robot's legs. The blob quickly perforated the knee of the robot's leg the Hulk was holding and disappeared. This caused the mecha that was taller than the school to fall to the ground.
«Mjolnir, to me! - shouted Thor and a hammer flew to him, which he used to break off the arm that was holding him.
«Hulk crash! - Hulk threw off the robot's leg, then jumped on top of the cockpit and started bludgeoning it.
Arthur, on the other hand, returned the same look, exhaling. When the robot stopped moving, Hulk and Thor bumped fists.
«Come on, my friend Hulk, let S.H.I.E.L.D. take it from here," said the blond, putting the hammer on his shoulder.
«Yes, that's a good shot you threw the hammer at the robot's knee, said the Hulk.
«But it wasn't me, I thought it was you who broke his leg," the Asgardian lowered the hammer.
«Then who did? It couldn't have just broken like that, said the green giant.
«Well, let's go, my friend, we'll deal with it later - the blond fixed his helmet.
«Catch up, goldilocks - Hulk jumped to the side.
«Hulk! - The god of thunder flew after him, swinging his hammer in his direction.
Arthur exhaled, then headed back to the school.
***
Arthur sat on the school's practice field bench and ate his lunch. The brown-haired man swallowed one tonkatsu pita whole. His attention was drawn to the S.I.T.A. aircraft carrier hovering over the school, and he almost dropped his food.
«What do they think it's lunchtime, everyone's in the canteen? - Evans asked.
Popadan finished his lunch and ran back to the school before the agents came down.
Avengers Mansion
The Avengers sat in the meeting room and watched a hologram of the Hulk and Thor fighting the robot. They stopped at the moment the leg began to fall.
«Here comes your saviour... - Tony, dressed in a shirt, trousers with a belt and shoes, pointed to the black blob of energy.
The next thing they did was to clear away the excess dust and bring it closer.
«Jarvis, can you analyse the blob? - Stark asked.
«'Of course, Mr Stark,' came a voice and the download sounds began. - Unknown energy type... No data...
«Unknown energy type? Very interesting - said a man with dark blond hair, fair skin and brown eyes. He was dressed in a red and black tight suit with an iron belt. - A new study sample.
«Hank, we should be more concerned with who has that kind of power, because it's pretty easy to put a hole in a robot's leg," said a girl with short dark burgundy hair, fair skin, and brown eyes. She had a yellow hoop with two pointed antennae in her hair and a dark, tight suit with yellow inserts.
«Yeah, I think if this one had been in combat, it would have destroyed the robot," Captain America said.
«I think the shooter was aiming for the knee," said Hawkeye. - Hey, big guy, Thor, did you see anyone around?
«No, I only saw the robot's foot," said the Hulk.
«There was no time to observe, I was trying to get free - said Odinson.
«I think we should trace the signature, if it appears again and find its source - said Pim.
«Even so, the user of this power helped the Hulk and Thor, I do not think that the villain is capable of such - said Rogers. - And he was careful not to damage the school, so innocent people aren't just sound to him.
«Let's hope so, but we still need to find him, because if Hydra, AIM or anyone else gets hold of this kind of power, it will be very bad - Tony created holograms. - While it is clear that this energy can easily destroy, it is necessary to find out the limit and not a word to S.I.T., or they will be the first to want to grab such a thing.
«Sure," Barton replied.
The others nodded.
Evans' house. Living room
Arthur was lying on the sofa, leafing through the new issue of Futura. Aria, on the other hand, was peering out from behind the door.
«Yeah... Normal kids read comics.... Mine is reading Futura," said Miss Evans, grinning.
Meanwhile, the chestnut suddenly sneezed.
«Does anyone remember me? - he asked, scrunching up his nose.
His mum only grinned, then went into the kitchen.
To be continued...
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