Marvels Strongest Father - Chapter 53

“My humble apologize Sensei but Ned knows about my identity,” Said Peter

“Okay, first of stop calling me sensei, why do you always talk like that with me and how did he find out,” Said Theodore

“It was yesterday during a delivery run, I stumbled upon evil, lurking in the dark alleys robbing a man. I heroically swung in and saved the man from evils clutches. It turned out Ned had his suspicions and had followed me” Said Peter with zero shame

“Please sensei, I want to help my friend in his adventure in protecting the city,” Said Ned grievingly

“Stop with the overly formal talk and Ned this is not game, you could lose your life,” Said Theodore bluntly

“Please teach me, I want to help him,” Said, Ned stubbornly

Theodore stood there with an unchanged face as he thought long and hard about this before he gave his reply “No!”

“What!?” Said Ned as he was not expecting rejection

“I’ll teach you how to fight. Peter, you will be joining us as you need to update your suite. I won’t do anything else but provide with an area and tools to do your suite. Follow me to my base” Said Theodore

“Base!!” Said Peter and Ned as thier eyes glowed with excitement

Theodore didn’t say anything as he opened a portal directly to his base. Peter and Ned followed in after him. In front of them was a bright room that had multiple glass casings with different types of suites inside.

Most of them were just a simple black jump suite with the exception of the Batman Beyond that was still a beautiful piece work. They walked further in and saw a huge robot stood in the corner with other robots stood near it with a spotlight on them.

Looking up they saw different types of aircraft just floating still in the air. They saw more glass casings that were filled with cold weapons and hot weapons. They could tell some of them were inspired by movies and comics as they spotted a light sabre and a laser gun.

Ned and Peter were jumping around staring as they shouted praises for everything they saw.

Ned and Peter had finally made it after checking everything in the room. They ran up to the table with high expectations. They stared at the black box and the fabric as thier brain began to Imagine the magical tech that it held.

“Here, this is everything you need” Said Theodore

Ned’s and Peter’s hands fumbled over the black box as they excitedly open the box to find that it was a toolbox. A toolbox filled with different sizes of screwdrivers, claw hammer, scissors, scalpel knife, pliers, soldering iron and a small blow torch.

“Huh?!!” Said, Peter and Ned they looked up at Theodore with sorrow

“What?” Said Theodore without any care

“Umm I don’t mean to question your wisdom Sensei but is this it,” Said Peter

“Yes, just like any hero, your starting from the bottom with nothing but hard work, a toolbox and your imagination. Stop calling me sensei,” Said Theodore

“But like Sense*Cough* Mr Hunt, surely we should use everything in front of us,” Said Ned painfully

“If you want to be a hero then you need to work hard this especially true since you don’t have powers, Ned. And anyway none of this is yours. Learn and adapt. I’ll help give some pointers if you really need it. For now, you’ll be training with Peter in martial arts” Said Theodore as he teleported them to the dojo

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~ Little Palace 04:10~

“Hmm, the kids are normally here at three-thirty. Daisy’s give me a status report for my family and friends” Said Theodore

“Rose, Chloe, Charlotte and Sonya are currently walking towards home. Jennifer, Natasha and Clint are being briefed on the next avenger candidates. Susan Storm is still at the mansion with your recently made friends. Betty and Bruce are living quietly at the safe house.” Said Daisy

“Thank you, ah yes create a mutant helpline that bypasses the paying toll,” Said Theodore

“Understood” Said Daisy

“If someone calls make sure you get thier name and that you do a background check,” Said Theodore

“Understood, you have a reminder set to make a large batch of treats for the kids at the mansion,” Said Daisy

“I almost forgot thanks, Daisy,” Said Theodore has he quickly ran into the kitchen to begin baking

A few minutes into baking he heard his children’s cries. Since coming to this world he has never heard Rose cry and Chloe has never cried after he became her father.

“WAAaa!!!”

So to hear genuine pain and grief in thier wailing was something that struck him to his very core. An unseen fire rose within him. He walked calmly to his wives whose face also held some unwillingness and anger.

He then looked to his children that we’re currently confiding in thier mothers bosoms. He could see buries on both thier elbow and knee.

He put on his best smile and said “Rose, Chloe it’s okay. Daddy is here. Tell me why you are crying and daddy will make it better”

*Sniff* “They-they stole my lunch” Said Rose while stuttering

*Sniff* “They put-pushed me on the floor and called me names,” Said Chlo

Theodore pulled out a smaller version of Sweet Dreams and sprayed in thier face. They quickly fell asleep in thier mothers arms.

“They fought back using the self-defence that you taught them but they were stopped when the teaches appeared,” Said, Sonya

“We asked for the other kid’s names but the teaches wouldn’t give it,” Said Charlotte

“Daisy look through the school’s records for Rose and Chloe’s fight,” Said Theodore

“The perpetrators are 3 teens, age 18. Their names are David Jones, Sam Back on and Matthew Smith. They come from rich families. The reason for their act of violence being taken lightly is due to thier family’s funding the school.” Said, Daisy

(Note: These names are made up if they are real then it’s a coincidence. They exist only to see Theodore angry)

“Is thier family clean” Said Theodore

“They have an extensive history of being related to multiple criminal organizations,” Said Daisy

“Good, very good. Guys, I’m gonna take walk” Said Theodore with a forced smile that held endless rage

Charlotte and Sonya watched him leave the shop and gave a deep sigh. They gave each other an awkward smile before speaking at the same time “They are dead”