Marvel: My Own Path

After looking at the tablet for a while, Nick Fury was silent.

He then asked. "Have we investigated the people who live in that house? Any chance to be hostile forces? Foreign countries' spies?"

"Sir, that's where it gets complicated," answered Coulson. "Only a 19-year-old and a 9-year-old sibling lives there."

Fury's eyebrow raised. "And how exactly is that complicated?"

"Sir." Coulson hesitated for a moment before saying. "They are the children of Agent Hunt and Agent Lee, who had both passed away during an espionage mission against The Hand."

He continued. "I'm afraid that their son, Skye, has already found out some connections between The Hand and his parent's death. And I'm sure that the Hand doesn't have good intentions towards them, they might even finish the siblings off."

Hearing Coulson's words, Fury's hands tightened as his brows scrunched up. He closed his eyes for a second before saying. "Watch them and protect them from a distance, but do not approach or contact them beforehand."

"As for the Hand... they're getting too arrogant lately now, aren't they."

He then looked at the two folders in his hand that was labeled with the names of "Ethan Hunt" and "Michelle Lee".

'It probably won't be long before that young man finds out his parents' connection to us.'

"Any other news?" he asked.

Coulson nodded his head in response. "Sir, one of our sources have reported that Mr. Stark, who had gone off to Afghanistan last week to demonstrate the power of the new 'Jericho' missile, has gone missing and hasn't been spotted since then."

Massaging his temple, Fury muttered. "This'll be a problem."

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Meanwhile...

Sitting cross-legged, Skye felt the Qi that was surging around inside him and channeled it towards his right hand.

Clenching his hand to a fist, a golden-colored flame enveloped it, radiating aura that was full of power and vitality.

"So this is Qi, the life-force that exists in all things," muttered Skye under his breath.

At that moment, Skye had an interesting thought.

Activating the Hidden Flowing Lightning, sparks of lightning instantly arced around him.

'If I used Qi as a power source of the Hidden Flowing Lightning, will I be able to intensify its abilities?' he thought.

Closing his eyes for a second, Skye opened them, and different from his normal eyes, his Sharingan appeared.

Staring at his right fist, the 'real' appearance of Qi appeared before his eyes alongside his blood cells, tissues, and veins.

He then controlled the lightning to enter his body, where it started to roam around wantonly.

In his view, Skye could see the sparks of lightning within him, making contact with his muscles and cells.

While he could see those cells destroyed upon contact, he could also see new cells being born, portraying the perfect image of the cycle of life and death.

Closing his eyes, Skye controlled the Qi inside of him, encasing all of the arcs of lightning in his body that was going berserk.

Time passed and seconds, minutes, and even a few hours went by in a blink of an eye.

And exactly three hours right when he started integrating the life-force that was Qi with the Hidden Flowing Lightning, Skye finally achieved his d.e.s.i.r.ed success.

At that moment, different from the former blue-colored lightning, bolts of golden-colored ones surrounded Skye.

And from these golden-colored bolts of lightning, while it indeed radiated an aura that was full of destructive might, it also exuded an aura that was full of vitality and vigor, which it had received from Qi, which was the embodiment of life-force itself.

Skye smiled at his achievement. "Now, as long as there is Qi within me and in the surrounding which I can absorb and devour, this improved Hidden Flowing Lightning should be ceaseless and constant."

System: [Congratulations Skye!]

"Thank you" he replied.

System: [Do you want to start the missions of the Path of Supremacy now, Skye?]

Skye thought for a moment before nodding his head. "Okay, it should be time to start now."

System: [Remember that once the first mission starts, there will be continuous missions that will follow it, which you must do.]

Skye smiled wryly: "I know, it is inevitable after all."

System: [Ding! The Supreme System has deemed you viable enough to officially start the Path of Supremecy.]

System: [You have received your first mission.]

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[Main Mission: Enter a University.]

[Description: Other than the fact that being a university student could be a shield and an alibi for your future 'vigilante' endeavors, there is, after all, truth to the saying: Knowledge is power. Enroll in a course in any third-level education in the world.]

• Reward(s): 500 system points and a following chain-mission.

• Failure Penalty: Level -1 and further chain-missions will be unavailable.

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System: [As this is a Main Mission which my creator has created, I have no powers over it. You must complete it.]

Hearing the system's words, Skye asked in surprise. "Doesn't that mean that all the future Main Missions will be and are designed and developed by the creator? So you have no powers to overrule these 'Main Missions'?"

System: [Unfortunately, yes.]

"Okay then, hmm... which course should I pick?" he said as memories from his previous life appeared in his head.

He's had experiences of entering second-level and third-level education institutes before since sometimes, he had to build a temporary identity for himself, before carrying out assassinations that he was forced to do.

(Author: There won't be much focus on his university life.)

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Meanwhile, at Afghanistan, within a large and dark cave.

Boom!

A loud explosion could be heard from the cave as it shook the surrounding.

Currently, outside the cave, armed terrorists and mercenaries could be seen standing in their formation as they stared at the cave while pointing their guns towards the direction.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

As metallic sounds rang out, a silhouette of a large humanoid figure was seen by the people outside the cave.

When the humanoid walk past the sand-smokes and decimated debris, what greeted the eyes of all the terrorists and mercs was an armed metallic robot.

Stunned for a few seconds, all the people with machine guns and rifles only regained their senses when they heard a loud shout which came from who-knew-where.

"Kill it! Shoot!" (Author: Said in Afghan-Persian language.)

Aiming at the metallic robot, the mercs, and terrorists unleashed a barrage of bullets as they sought to drown that thing under a hail of fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—

Ting! Ting! Ting!

However, it seemed that the robot was unaffected as it walked a few steps while it pointed its two robot hands at the terrorists.

And a second later, terrifying flames were released from the robot's hands as the terrorists cried in agony as they were submerged in the sea of flames.

Boom! Boom!

As the robot was showered with bullets and the armed mercenaries and terrorists nearly burned into ashes, barrels of gas exploded under the two forces' attacks.

A few seconds later, as if it had seen something terrifying, the robot stopped unleashing its flames as it paused for a moment before a surge of energy exploded at its feet, and eventually rose up in the air, escaping its armed enemies that were numbered in dozens.

And a few seconds later—

BOOOOOM!

A loud explosion rang out in the area, dying the whole place in smoke and fire.

...

Far into the distance, a figure of a man could be seen, limping while walking in difficulty, with metallics parts of what seemed to be from a robot lying in the sand behind him.

If the people of Earth saw this person, then they would be shocked since it was the man who was currently in the headlines of all news channels, it was the man who was proclaimed to be missing and even dead.

It was the genius, playboy, billionaire, philanthropist, Tony Stark!

"Huff, huff!" exhausted, Tony kept walking, he kept walking under the scorching heat of the sun and the seemingly endless sand that was present as the far as the eye could see.

Holding his bloodied right arm, Tony didn't know how long he had been walking. He didn't know if it had only been mere seconds, or maybe minutes, maybe even hours. But what he was sure of was that he had grown increasingly sick of the endless sand that extended far into the horizon.

Just as he was about to collapse from exhaustion, he suddenly heard a familiar sound behind him.

*Whop-whop-whop-whop-whop.*

Turning around, hope instantly re-ignited his eyes as Tony's gaze landed on the two large helicopters coming to his direction.

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Press Conference by Stark Industries.

Below the mic-stand, Tony Stark stark could be seen sitting on the podium before the dozens of reporters who were currently focused on him.

"... I saw young Americans, killed by the very weapons that I had created to defend and protect them..."

At that moment, a reported at the front raised his hand.

"Yes, you," said Tony to the reporter.

"Mr. Stark, what happened over there?" asked the young reporter.

When he heard the question, Tony abruptly stood up and walked before the mic.

"I had my eyes open," he said. "I came to realize that I had more to offer this world than just making things that blow up," he spoke as he stared at the reporters.

"And that is why, effective immediately, I am shutting down the weapons manufacturing division of the Stark Industries."

Boom!

When Tony's words finished, it was as if a bomb had dropped on all the people present as they were sent in an uproar.

"Mr.Stark, what exactly—"

"Mr.Stark, please clarify—"

"Mr.Stark..."

"Mr.Stark..."

"Mr..."

"..."

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Meanwhile, at his house, Skye was sitting on the sofa as he watched Tony Stark's declaration. He couldn't help but smile as he saw the familiar scene.

"Iron Man has been born," he said as he looked at the clamoring reporters on the screen. "The world is finally moving huh..."