Marvel: My Own Path

As Skye drank a can of cola, his eyes remained on the old man standing in the podium, trying to salvage everything he could, while ranting nonsensical stuff about thanking god that Tony was alive.

"Obadiah Stane..." muttered Skye.

A few moments later, he stood up and slightly stretched before heading upstairs to his room.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, he saw that it was 9 am.

Opening his wardrobe, Skye took a look at the numerous clothes within before picking up a white, baggy long-sleeved shirt seemingly made from cotton and a black, slim-fit jeans.

Heading downstairs, he picked up a black-white Jeezy from the shoe rack before heading out.

Skye thought for a moment before heading to the garage where he saw a l.u.s.trous Land Rover that was probably never been driven before, and a sleek sports car that had an eye-catching blue color, it was an Audi R8.

He didn't hesitate as he took a remote key that was dangling on the wall by the entrance of the garage.

Pressing the remote key, a sound came from the R8 before Skye opened its door and sat in the driver's seat.

"System, is there any skill in the shop that can give me expert handling and driving skills on all vehicles, land, sea, and sky?" he asked.

Although Skye knew how to drive a car, the thought of him probably needing to handle all kinds of vehicles in the future appeared in his head, and it probably won't be limited to just cars, so he thought for a moment before asking the system.

System: [Of course Skye, here it is.]

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[All-Vehicle Driving Skill (Expert)] = 200 points.

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"Okay, buy it."

System: [200 system points have been used. Remaining points: 900.]

Skye ignored that announcement and booted up the car. At that moment, he felt as if he had been driving this Audi R8 for years as he felt a total control when he touched the steering while.

Starting up the engine, Skye made sure to close the garage before heading off into the distance.

His destination—Manhattan, Empire State University.

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New York City, Manhattan, ESU.

As the handsome Audi R8 slowly passed the street, the people walking on the sidewalk, and the ones driving their own cars, couldn't help but do a double-take as they admired the sports car.

Some looked in admiration, some in jealousy, and some with curiosity.

Ignoring the attention he had attracted, Skye pulled up near the university's archway entrance before opening the door.

Stepping out with some enveloped doc.u.ments in his hand, he walked past the entrance under the eyes of the students and faculties alike.

They all couldn't help but wonder who this person was, whose appearance was miles ahead of famous Hollywood superstars.

As if used to attracting attention, Skye walked calmly while avoiding or rejecting the ones that came up to him who all had various intents.

The guys sent him envious and curious looks while the girls eyed him with admiration or l.u.s.tful intents. Of course, that wasn't the case for every person present here as some of them simply glanced at Skye once before ignoring him altogether.

Although Skye was familiar with this situation in his previous life, the difference was that before, he was the center of attention due to his face that was full of scars. While this time, it was the total opposite.

As Skye walked upon the pavement, his eyes darted around the large buildings which served for different purposes. There was a building for a library, for classrooms, lab-rooms, and multi-purpose areas, there was even a large gym; there were different buildings for students depending on the course they've taken.

.....

ESU Main Reception Center.

"Number 11, please head over here." a woman's voice called out.

Standing up from his seat, Skye went towards the reception where a middle-aged woman was sitting behind a glassed window.

The woman was silent for a moment, distracted by Skye's appearance.

"Skye Lee Hunt. 19 Years old. Am I correct?" asked the woman when she regained her senses.

Nodding his head, Skye handed the envelope in his hand.

Taking the doc.u.ments, the middle-aged woman said "The processing will take a while." she then pointed in a direction. "The Classical Studies section is in the campus over there. You can take a look around if you want or you can just head to the library. I'll contact you right when the processing of your doc.u.ments are finished."

"Thank you." Skye smiled politely before turning around, his face returning to that of aloof and indifference.

As he walked away from the reception, a system announcement resounded in his ears.

[Ding! The Mission: Enter a University has been completed.]

[Reward(s): 500 system points.]

[System Points: 1,400.]

Maneuvering through the dozens of people in the crowd, Skye continued walking on the marbled path that led to an old but elegant building which had the big words: History and Philosophy Campus, carved proudly.

However, right then, at the corner of his eyes, he spotted a bald-headed man in a wheelchair.

Skye was confused for a moment. 'He looks familiar...?'

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, the man in the wheelchair looked around for a few seconds before his gaze landed on Skye.

Unable to recall who this person was, Skye stopped inspecting the man and continued to head towards the campus.

But at that moment, he felt a slight throb in his head, it was as if someone was prying into his brain!

'Mental attack? Psychic or Telepath?'

When he thought those words, Skye's Sharingan appeared for a second before disappearing, instantly dispelling the mental attack. 'Using Genjuts—ehem, I mean Psychic attacks on a Sharingan user?'

As he had located where the attack came from, Skye turned his head and noticed the same man in the wheelchair, sitting still in that direction.

Walking slowly towards the handicapped man, Skye asked with an apathetic voice. "Who are you, and why did you do that?"

The man knew that what he did was rude so he immediately apologized. "Apologies for my rudeness, please don't take offense, I am Professor Charles Xavier."

'Charles Xavier?' at that moment, it instantly dawned upon Skye that this person was Professor X.

Although he didn't know much about the X-Men, Skye still knew a few mutants like this person before him.

However, Skye couldn't give a damn about him and instantly got to the point. "So, Professor Xavier, why exactly did you send a wave of mental attack to me?"

When he remembered the feeling that was akin to his head being invaded by a formless will, Skye was irritated. Who would like their thoughts being invaded forcefully?!

Sensing the other party's disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, Xavier hastily spoke. "I sensed a strange power radiating off of you so I thought that you were a mutant for a second, so I used my telepathic ability on you. But I then knew that you were not a mutant." he then bowed his head slightly. "I apologize for my actions."

Skye grunted in response. "Well, I am not a mutant."

Xavier nodded his head. "Yes, I know that now. I simply thought you were a mutant and was worried you were a hostile one so I did what I did."

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Meanwhile, outside the university's entrance, a man who had just left went past the incoming students.

"Sir, Professor Charles Xavier has approached the target." said the man under his breath.

The man paused for a moment.

Then. "Yes," he said as if receiving orders.

As he entered a dark alley, dark figures wearing strange clothes could be seen suddenly appearing behind him before they altogether disappeared in the shadows.

.....

Within a plain black SUV, a man wearing a matching black suit, pants, and sunglasses, was sitting in the driver seat as his eyes looked at the tablet in his hand.

"Sir, Professor Xavier has made contact with Skye Hunt, permission to approach the professor?" Coulson asked with his index finger in his earpiece.

A few seconds later,

Narrowing his eyes, Coulson stared at the figure of Skye on the screen who was walking away from Xavier.

"Roger that."