[2009 – June]
It was another few days later when I decided to use Self-Creation again after checking my reserves and thinking about my plans.
Thanks to my Peak Human Mind, I had become incredibly proficient with my shields in the last few days, alongside learning French, Chinese and Russian, while also finding time to train my physical body every day.
Jean had also begun to take down the mental blocks by herself with a bit of Emma's help, while using what she was being taught to build up some real defenses for her mind that other telepaths wouldn't be able to penetrate.
She had not yet managed to connect fully with the Phoenix, but I could almost sense her fire becoming stronger with each day, while her control was similarly growing.
I had also realized that I had to spend less time in the gym, simply because it wasn't the efficient thing to do as Jean was only all too happy to help me build up my reserves and I had to speed up my growth. Especially when it come to fighting techniques and martial arts, as I knew nothing about those.
Using my enhanced mental capabilities, I readjusted my plans for my future power-ups, while taking into account what I had learned from the intelligence that Emma had given me access to.
After looking through it all, I now had a more accurate understanding of the kind of adversaries I might have to prepare for, most notably amongst them being Hydra, The Ten Rings, and Trask Enterprises.
There were several other figures I took note of, but as far as organizations went these seemed to be the most dangerous.
I did however read the name of Rand Enterprises in the section about the businesses the Hellfire Club saw as potential members or obstacles to remove, which made me believe that the Hand was probably a thing here too.
The conclusion though was simple as I realized that this Universe was rather similar to the MCU, which was most certainly a good thing. Though with the addition of the mutants, this world was still incredibly chaotic.
I didn't know if Apocalypse was real, but he was definitely someone I didn't want to face off anytime soon. Along with the constant threat of a race war breaking out looming just beyond the horizon, as the intelligence suggested that Trask Enterprises seemed to have developed a lot of anti-mutant weaponry, including the Sentinels.
The Hellfire files on that were rather vague, proving the security of the company to be rather great, but I didn't need any in-depth explanation about the Sentinels, knowing full well what they were capable of.
Still, the more mystical threats weren't mentioned of course, but I didn't expect them to be either. So there were still a lot of unknown factors at play, especially with the timeline being all mixed-up.
What I did know was that in a few years Loki would most likely bring an army of Chitauri to Earth and that Thanos would surely go on a hunt for the Infinity Stones, which were events I definitely had to intervene in, as I was still Earth-bound for now and did not plan to let the madman collect all six stones.
For that, I needed some more power and so I decided to forgo regular training for now in favour of learning martial arts and furthering my skills with my barriers, while slowly expanding my arsenal of abilities to complement my fighting style and ensure my survivability.
Jean was also very willing to provide me with some fire as long as I 'worked' for it.
Right now my reserves were filled up to a sizable amount, which would allow me to grant myself a Beta-level ability easily. And I had already chosen my new power to be Peak Human Body.
It was the bodily equivalent to my Peak Human Mind and would give me a physique greater than every normal human alive.
And not only that, but I would also gain peak talent for anything involving the physical body, including martial arts and other activities. Something I definitely needed if I wanted to avoid spending years on mastering a single combat style.
The enhanced physical attributes would also help with other future powers.
It was basically the last piece to lay down a solid foundation for rapid progress, granting me the complete Peak Human Condition.
Laying down naked in the bathtub, I focused on the ability I wanted to obtain.
Jean was currently being taught by Emma, so I had the apartment for myself and wouldn't be disturbed during the process.
Inputting the details of what I wanted into the process, I activated Self-Creation. And even though I expected the pain, I wasn't really prepared for the force it hit me with, as my whole consciousness was practically drowned by the agony that suddenly filled every fiber of my being.
Moments later, I fainted.
…
The all too familiar phantom pain still causing my body to tremble, I slowly woke up.
My mind still trying to process the pain, I looked over my body. Seeing peeled off skin, blood, and sweat covering my form, I was relieved that Jean hadn't been here, or she might have been unnecessarily worried.
Turning on the water, I thoroughly cleaned myself and the tub, as I discovered the changes in my physical form.
It wasn't just the incredible power I felt my muscles containing, but I also realised that I had grown a few centimeters while my musculature had become incredibly well defined. Curiously, my rather sizeable manhood had also gained a bit of length and additional girth.
Drying off with a towel, I looked myself over in the mirror.
Muscles wrapped around my perfect bone structure as if they were steel cords, with my frame having become a bit bulkier without losing its agile grace.
I, well and truly, had received a perfectly-balanced, peak human physique.
A towel wrapped around my waist, I walked into the bedroom just as I heard Jean approach the entrance door and open it a few moments later.
I didn't even know how but I recognized her through her breathing pattern and the sound of her steps, my senses having been dialed to eleven.
“I'm back, Elijah. You there?”, Jean called out as she stepped through the door.
“Hey. I'm in the bedroom.”, I replied loudly, my voice sounding half-an octave deeper.
Throwing on a pair of shorts and picking an oversized hoodie, I was just about to slip into it when Jean appeared in the bedroom, freezing the moment she saw me.
“Wha … “
Her sentence was left unfinished, her jaw dropped and her eyes widened while looking at my shirtless form.
…
Charming, handsome, good-looking, sexy, athletic, and well-defined.
Jean would have found all of these words fitting when describing Elijah before. And she wouldn't have had a problem with adding some more exaggerating adjectives, as her feelings for him may have influenced her choice of words.
But as she looked at Elijah standing before the drawer in the bedroom, a hoodie in his hand and wearing nothing but a pair of shorts while his bright green eyes looked at her from behind his wet black locks, she was at a loss for words.
Rock-hard muscles wound around his form in an incredible display of explosive strength and graceful splendor, looking as if they had been carved by a master sculptor – a depiction of unearthly beauty.
His whole form exuded an irresistible and dangerous charm.
And as he suddenly smiled at her while slowly stalking towards her, a tingling sensation ran down her spine, his charming aura turning into something unbearably sensual and predatory.
Jean's breath hitched and her nipples hardened, as she could feel her lower lips becoming wet in needy anticipation while she watched him approach.
She may have been curious about his changed appearance, but at this moment all her thoughts turned to smoke, while desire filled every inch of her being.
Elijah didn't waste any time, as he sealed her lips with his own, his tongue diving into her oral cavity and fighting a fierce battle with her own.
Her fingers explored the firm muscles of his upper body, while his hands landed on her behind, softly kneading her bum.
And as he lifted her up with his hands still on her butt, Jean instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her sex against his rock-hard manhood in need.
One of her hands caressing his well-muscled back while the other had buried itself in his hair, Jean hazily registered his hands moving under her skirt before Elijah tore off her slip, exposing her wet slit to his short-clad erection.
The next moment, Elijah pulled away his shorts and she could feel the bulbous head of his shaft pressing against her entrance before he slowly penetrated her with a deep thrust.
Feeling stretched beyond previous limits, Jean broke the kiss as she cried out, not knowing if it was in pain or pleasure. Though she quickly settled on pleasure as she felt Elijah sheat himself deeply inside her again and again in a slow rhythm, while he carried her to the waist-high bed.
Bending down, he placed her on the mattress, still keeping up his penetration, while his hands stripped her off her blouse and bra before he simply ripped her skirt apart.
His hands moved over her sides and up her arms to her hands, as his lips wandered over her bared breasts, lightly biting and sucking at her chest, driving her wild with pleasure.
Moaning and panting heavily, Jean interwove her fingers with his, as Elijah pressed her hands into the bedding above her head while her legs tightened around his waist, now loving the way his shaft filled her to the limit, its head pushing against her cervix with every thrust.
Suddenly she felt her hands being held in place by one of his barriers, as Elijah's upper body rose back up and his hands settled on her hips.
He gave her a smoldering look of desire that made not only her inner muscles clench around his member, but also caused a pleasant shudder to rush through her body before he tightened his grip on her hips and sped up his thrusts gradually.
The tensing of his muscles and the fire in his gaze, added to the penetrating sensation of his shaft pushing into her repeatedly and her clit rubbing against his pelvis, soon had her climaxing around his member while she arched her back upwards.
And when his hands enveloped the needy flesh of her sensitive breasts and pinched her nipples while he kept sheathing himself inside her, one climax soon turned into another and another.
Until finally, he leaned down for a deep kiss, before she felt him push inside her deeply as his seed rushed into her womb, causing her to nearly faint in bliss.
[2009 – June]
It was another few days later when I decided to use Self-Creation again after checking my reserves and thinking about my plans.
Thanks to my Peak Human Mind, I had become incredibly proficient with my shields in the last few days, alongside learning French, Chinese and Russian, while also finding time to train my physical body every day.
Jean had also begun to take down the mental blocks by herself with a bit of Emma's help, while using what she was being taught to build up some real defenses for her mind that other telepaths wouldn't be able to penetrate.
She had not yet managed to connect fully with the Phoenix, but I could almost sense her fire becoming stronger with each day, while her control was similarly growing.
I had also realized that I had to spend less time in the gym, simply because it wasn't the efficient thing to do as Jean was only all too happy to help me build up my reserves and I had to speed up my growth. Especially when it come to fighting techniques and martial arts, as I knew nothing about those.
Using my enhanced mental capabilities, I readjusted my plans for my future power-ups, while taking into account what I had learned from the intelligence that Emma had given me access to.
After looking through it all, I now had a more accurate understanding of the kind of adversaries I might have to prepare for, most notably amongst them being Hydra, The Ten Rings, and Trask Enterprises.
There were several other figures I took note of, but as far as organizations went these seemed to be the most dangerous.
I did however read the name of Rand Enterprises in the section about the businesses the Hellfire Club saw as potential members or obstacles to remove, which made me believe that the Hand was probably a thing here too.
The conclusion though was simple as I realized that this Universe was rather similar to the MCU, which was most certainly a good thing. Though with the addition of the mutants, this world was still incredibly chaotic.
I didn't know if Apocalypse was real, but he was definitely someone I didn't want to face off anytime soon. Along with the constant threat of a race war breaking out looming just beyond the horizon, as the intelligence suggested that Trask Enterprises seemed to have developed a lot of anti-mutant weaponry, including the Sentinels.
The Hellfire files on that were rather vague, proving the security of the company to be rather great, but I didn't need any in-depth explanation about the Sentinels, knowing full well what they were capable of.
Still, the more mystical threats weren't mentioned of course, but I didn't expect them to be either. So there were still a lot of unknown factors at play, especially with the timeline being all mixed-up.
What I did know was that in a few years Loki would most likely bring an army of Chitauri to Earth and that Thanos would surely go on a hunt for the Infinity Stones, which were events I definitely had to intervene in, as I was still Earth-bound for now and did not plan to let the madman collect all six stones.
For that, I needed some more power and so I decided to forgo regular training for now in favour of learning martial arts and furthering my skills with my barriers, while slowly expanding my arsenal of abilities to complement my fighting style and ensure my survivability.
Jean was also very willing to provide me with some fire as long as I 'worked' for it.
Right now my reserves were filled up to a sizable amount, which would allow me to grant myself a Beta-level ability easily. And I had already chosen my new power to be Peak Human Body.
It was the bodily equivalent to my Peak Human Mind and would give me a physique greater than every normal human alive.
And not only that, but I would also gain peak talent for anything involving the physical body, including martial arts and other activities. Something I definitely needed if I wanted to avoid spending years on mastering a single combat style.
The enhanced physical attributes would also help with other future powers.
It was basically the last piece to lay down a solid foundation for rapid progress, granting me the complete Peak Human Condition.
Laying down naked in the bathtub, I focused on the ability I wanted to obtain.
Jean was currently being taught by Emma, so I had the apartment for myself and wouldn't be disturbed during the process.
Inputting the details of what I wanted into the process, I activated Self-Creation. And even though I expected the pain, I wasn't really prepared for the force it hit me with, as my whole consciousness was practically drowned by the agony that suddenly filled every fiber of my being.
Moments later, I fainted.
…
The all too familiar phantom pain still causing my body to tremble, I slowly woke up.
My mind still trying to process the pain, I looked over my body. Seeing peeled off skin, blood, and sweat covering my form, I was relieved that Jean hadn't been here, or she might have been unnecessarily worried.
Turning on the water, I thoroughly cleaned myself and the tub, as I discovered the changes in my physical form.
It wasn't just the incredible power I felt my muscles containing, but I also realised that I had grown a few centimeters while my musculature had become incredibly well defined. Curiously, my rather sizeable manhood had also gained a bit of length and additional girth.
Drying off with a towel, I looked myself over in the mirror.
Muscles wrapped around my perfect bone structure as if they were steel cords, with my frame having become a bit bulkier without losing its agile grace.
I, well and truly, had received a perfectly-balanced, peak human physique.
A towel wrapped around my waist, I walked into the bedroom just as I heard Jean approach the entrance door and open it a few moments later.
I didn't even know how but I recognized her through her breathing pattern and the sound of her steps, my senses having been dialed to eleven.
“I'm back, Elijah. You there?”, Jean called out as she stepped through the door.
“Hey. I'm in the bedroom.”, I replied loudly, my voice sounding half-an octave deeper.
Throwing on a pair of shorts and picking an oversized hoodie, I was just about to slip into it when Jean appeared in the bedroom, freezing the moment she saw me.
“Wha … “
Her sentence was left unfinished, her jaw dropped and her eyes widened while looking at my shirtless form.
…
Charming, handsome, good-looking, sexy, athletic, and well-defined.
Jean would have found all of these words fitting when describing Elijah before. And she wouldn't have had a problem with adding some more exaggerating adjectives, as her feelings for him may have influenced her choice of words.
But as she looked at Elijah standing before the drawer in the bedroom, a hoodie in his hand and wearing nothing but a pair of shorts while his bright green eyes looked at her from behind his wet black locks, she was at a loss for words.
Rock-hard muscles wound around his form in an incredible display of explosive strength and graceful splendor, looking as if they had been carved by a master sculptor – a depiction of unearthly beauty.
His whole form exuded an irresistible and dangerous charm.
And as he suddenly smiled at her while slowly stalking towards her, a tingling sensation ran down her spine, his charming aura turning into something unbearably sensual and predatory.
Jean's breath hitched and her nipples hardened, as she could feel her lower lips becoming wet in needy anticipation while she watched him approach.
She may have been curious about his changed appearance, but at this moment all her thoughts turned to smoke, while desire filled every inch of her being.
Elijah didn't waste any time, as he sealed her lips with his own, his tongue diving into her oral cavity and fighting a fierce battle with her own.
Her fingers explored the firm muscles of his upper body, while his hands landed on her behind, softly kneading her bum.
And as he lifted her up with his hands still on her butt, Jean instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her sex against his rock-hard manhood in need.
One of her hands caressing his well-muscled back while the other had buried itself in his hair, Jean hazily registered his hands moving under her skirt before Elijah tore off her slip, exposing her wet slit to his short-clad erection.
The next moment, Elijah pulled away his shorts and she could feel the bulbous head of his shaft pressing against her entrance before he slowly penetrated her with a deep thrust.
Feeling stretched beyond previous limits, Jean broke the kiss as she cried out, not knowing if it was in pain or pleasure. Though she quickly settled on pleasure as she felt Elijah sheat himself deeply inside her again and again in a slow rhythm, while he carried her to the waist-high bed.
Bending down, he placed her on the mattress, still keeping up his penetration, while his hands stripped her off her blouse and bra before he simply ripped her skirt apart.
His hands moved over her sides and up her arms to her hands, as his lips wandered over her bared breasts, lightly biting and sucking at her chest, driving her wild with pleasure.
Moaning and panting heavily, Jean interwove her fingers with his, as Elijah pressed her hands into the bedding above her head while her legs tightened around his waist, now loving the way his shaft filled her to the limit, its head pushing against her cervix with every thrust.
Suddenly she felt her hands being held in place by one of his barriers, as Elijah's upper body rose back up and his hands settled on her hips.
He gave her a smoldering look of desire that made not only her inner muscles clench around his member, but also caused a pleasant shudder to rush through her body before he tightened his grip on her hips and sped up his thrusts gradually.
The tensing of his muscles and the fire in his gaze, added to the penetrating sensation of his shaft pushing into her repeatedly and her clit rubbing against his pelvis, soon had her climaxing around his member while she arched her back upwards.
And when his hands enveloped the needy flesh of her sensitive breasts and pinched her nipples while he kept sheathing himself inside her, one climax soon turned into another and another.
Until finally, he leaned down for a deep kiss, before she felt him push inside her deeply as his seed rushed into her womb, causing her to nearly faint in bliss.
