→ 250 POWER STONES= 1 BONUS CHAPTER
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– THIRD OBJECTIVE-/ 600 P.S
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As the shirt collar slipped just enough, everything became clear in a flash of stunned silence.
Nova's skin told a story.
Deep, trailing nail scratches ran across the upper part of his back and shoulders, some faintly red, others already bruising purple. Angry hickeys dotted the side of his neck, bold and unapologetic, almost like marks of possession. A faint bite was visible near his collarbone—sharp, deliberate. And if anyone looked close enough, they might notice the barely-there lipstick smear that had refused to fully wash out along the base of his throat.
Peter blinked. "That… that's not casual dating."
Ned leaned in, eyes wide. "Bro. That's a crime scene."
Harry circled around, slowly taking in the damage like an art critic viewing a controversial piece. "This isn't a hookup. This is a war record."
Peter raised his hands. "You didn't spend the night. You survived a boss fight."
Ned coughed. "Scratch that—she was the boss. You were the loot drop."
Harry let out a laugh. "Dude. You good? Need an ice bath? A priest?"
Peter pointed to the bite mark. "That wasn't out of passion. That was territorial. Like, 'mine. Don't touch.'"
Ned whistled. "Nova, my man, you got branded."
Harry mock-sighed. "Somewhere out there, a girl is asleep, snoring peacefully with a smile on her face and zero regrets. And here you are… walking like your soul got knocked loose."
Peter leaned in with faux concern. "Do we… do we need to file a missing person's report for your dignity?"
Ned patted Nova's shoulder. "No judgment, bro. Just… damn."
Nova, still silent, just gave a slow exhale through his nose. Then he adjusted his collar like it was no big deal, but the bruises and bite marks told a different story.
"Okay, first off," he said, voice calm but sharp, "let's get one thing straight—I wasn't the one being dominated."
That earned a synchronized "Ooooh?" from all three.
Peter leaned in with mock interest. "You sure? Because those hickeys looked like she signed her name in blood."
Ned added, "Dude, your back looks like you were used to sharpen her acrylics."
Harry smirked. "You look like you just lost a fight with a wild animal… and paid for the privilege."
Nova rolled his eyes, biting down a grin. "Funny. Real funny. You clowns act like I wasn't the one running the show."
Peter crossed his arms, tilting his head. "Really? Because everything we're seeing screams 'submission.'"
Nova chuckled, slow and low, then leaned forward with both elbows on his knees," First physically I am asking strong as Captian America was when he took his Super Soldier Serum. So me getting dominated is all just your fantasy which is never gonna be true."
Peter squinted, skeptical. "Sure didn't look that way. You're marked like a sacrifice."
Ned crossed his arms. "Dude, I've seen less damage in a demolition zone."
Harry let out a low whistle. "You didn't leave her place, bro. You crawled out of a combat arena."
Nova rolled his neck with a pop, still grinning. "Funny how you guys think this is what being defeated looks like. You really think I'd let someone else take the reins?"
Peter tilted his head. "The evidence is kinda stacked against you, man. Literally scratched into your spine."
Nova just smiled disdanfully at them," Maybe you are exhausted just keeping up with a single girl, maybe here Peter is getting regularly dominated by Michelle and Ned.. Betty have you wrapped around her little finger.. or maybe her tighs? And Harry... I am pretty sure you are ass man... So".
Instantly Peter and Ned got embarassed but Harry being shameless continued," So what I am proud to an ass man. But its not about us, it's about you who got totally wrecked by a woman."
Nova just kept giving them disdanful looks and said," You should remember the Prom night right? The truth and dare game and the participants right?"
Peter shouted," You bastard!".. Suddenly he stopped and said with a sly smile," We don't believe you, afterall you never told us what happened."
Nova once again said with disdanful smile," Did you hear any such comments from Gwen, MJ or Felicia? Did anyone of you hear them complaining that their weren't satisfied?... no right? Besides they came back to my house a few days back."
Nova finished with a very smug look that made others want to punch him.
Harry, never one to let a roast die a peaceful death, raised an eyebrow and leaned in, grinning. "Okay, fine. Gwen, Felicia, MJ? Maybe. Maybe they walked out satisfied. But this woman? Judging by the claw marks and hickeys, she wrecked you."
Peter added, "Like, no offense, bro—but you look like the prey."
Ned shrugged. "Yeah, man. It's giving 'she picked the fight, and you didn't make it.'"
Nova scoffed. Loud. Sharp. And full of offense.
"Her?" he repeated, disbelief dripping from every syllable. "Dominating me?"
He leaned back slightly, expression unreadable, then slowly leaned forward again. His voice dropped low and calm, that dangerous quiet right before a bomb drops.
"She was begging for mercy…"
He paused—just long enough for all three of them to lean in, eyes wide, breath held.
"…after I—"
Ned blinked. "After you what?"
Nova's smirk grew slowly, wicked and pleased.
"—used Human Fusion Four Arms."
Peter looked like he got hit with a math problem. "Wait… your fusion form? You fused? For that?"
Nova nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Enhanced strength. Peak stamina. Reinforced muscle durability. And just enough control not to break the bed... though, uh—" he grinned wider "—can't say the same about the wall."
Harry stared at him like he was both impressed and terrified. "You activated a combat-ready form in bed. You're insane."
Nova laughed, then went on, "She couldn't even move in the morning. Tried to shift her leg? Full body tremble. I just chuckled and picked her up—princess carried her straight to the bath."
Ned's mouth opened slowly. "You bathed her?"
"Gently," Nova nodded. "Soothing water temp. Washed her hair. Massaged her thighs since they were twitching."
Peter looked disturbed. "You didn't just pipe her down. You went full spa retreat."
Nova held up a hand like he was checking off a list. "After that—fluffy towel, princess carried her to kitchen, then made her breakfast."
Ned whispered, "She's never recovering."
Nova leaned back, arms spread, confidence dripping from every word. "By the time I kissed her goodbye, she couldn't stop smiling. Said she felt like her soul had been excavated."
Peter looked like he was short-circuiting. "You weaponized affection."
Harry let out a soft "Damn," before muttering, "She's gonna write poetry about you."
Ned stared in awe. "Meanwhile, I'm out here getting winded tying my shoes."
Nova chuckled, then pulled his collar back into place. "So next time you see a few scratches and think I got dominated, just remember… lions get clawed during the hunt."
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A few more jokes later, Nova said, "Well, it's time for you all to turn into lizar— I mean, it's time for you all to get injected with the Lizard serum."
Peter immediately squinted. "Did you just almost say lizard?"
Nova smirked. "Nooo. I said 'legendary human enhancement serum that definitely doesn't involve reptilian side effects.' You misheard."
Ned rolled his eyes, already unzipping the insulated case and pulling out the sleek, silver injectors. "We helped design the damn thing, Nova. You're not gaslighting us this early in the morning."
Harry popped open one of the smaller containers, carefully lifting a glowing green vial. "Stabilized Lizard DNA. Synthesized protein accelerators. Zero mutations. You're welcome, by the way."
Peter took his injector and loaded it with practiced ease. "We literally spent two months making sure this wouldn't turn us into the next episode of When Genetic Experiments Go Wrong."
Nova raised both hands, grinning. "And I am so proud of you all. Such brave little test subjects."
Ned smirked as he clicked his injector into place. "You mean 'co-developers.' We all built this together."
Peter nodded while flicking the side of his injector. "Exactly. Don't act like you're the brainchild while we're the guinea pigs."
Harry raised an eyebrow as he armed his. "Yeah. We saw you skip your own dose."
Nova just shrugged, unapologetic. "I don't need it. I'm already at peak condition. Taking the serum would just be... overkill."
Peter rolled his eyes. "Spoken like someone who's scared of growing scales."
Nova just shrugged," Well I am guy who can grant wishes and can turn aliens, besides my physical strength is almost peak human. So I don't need this serum currently."
The real reason is that, he doesn't want to cause more changes in his DNA. Afterall his plan includes merges three magical sources, with his mutant ability as the core. So he doesn't want to take risk.
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