22 - Test

"So we're being watched by an organization more powerful and important than the CIA? Is that because they don't know our true intentions?" Remy asked his father after we heard the explanation about who SHILD was.

"Yeah, besides, you guys look like mutants. Remy really is a mutant, but I don't think you are, right John?" He asked me.

"Yes, my powers are not mutants, but what difference does it make?" I asked back.

"Well, let's just say they're not very inviting when it comes to mutants. They fear what they cannot control." Jean answered before making his look deadly serious. "I understand what you want to do, the problem is how. So I called you here, John, to propose a test for you two."

Remy hearing Dad say he'd propose a test opened a look of amazement and a little hope. I couldn't figure out why, so I just kept looking at him waiting to see what he meant by that.

"You're trying to deal with the Scientists Guild. Many have tried to deal with them, but what few know is that Scientists Guild has three bases in the U.S., the only one relatively known here in New York, which by the way has the least security, since the important materials are in the other two unknown bases". He shook his head. "I'll be in New York for two years. When you can destroy their base here, I'll train you for the rest of my time in town, what do you think?"

Hearing this I couldn't help but get excited, finally understanding why Remy showed a slight trace of hope on his face. If Remy, who's still 14, is such a good fighter at such a young age, being coached by his father has made him such a monster in such a short time.

"Yes, Dad, we can do that." Remy said excited.

"Yes, Mr. Jean, we'll do that as soon as possible." I said excited, too.

My strength would grow constantly with the passing of time in the sun, but this would not change the fact that I would not know how to control my strength or even how to fight it. If I were to meet someone who has the same strength as me, the only determining factor for my victory would be my battle capacity.

After dinner, I said goodbye to Mr. Jean and took my backpack from Remy's room to leave. Outside his house, I said. "Man, your dad's a nice guy."

"Yes, I'm glad I was adopted by him." Remy said with a satisfied look.

"We'll finish with the Scientists Guild tomorrow after class. They probably knew about the team we destroyed at the junkyard, but if SHIELD is really after us, maybe that can fool the Guild and make them think that whoever did that was SHIELD". I did.

"You're right, we'll do our best tomorrow to make the most of the training. I assure you that my father's training is hellish, but the results are directly proportional to the difficulty". He said it while he was opening a smile.

...

After greeting my parents, I went up to my room with the great Krypto behind me and sat in the computer chair. The internet had already been installed, so from now on I could do all the research I wanted.

My blood started to boil in excitement. Before anything, I opened the search engine and looked up the solar system I was in. Apparently I was in a small solar system with a relatively new star, so she was so yellow.

I remembered Krypton who was on a red star and I searched the internet for solar systems with red stars, but to my disappointment, I couldn't find any useful information, the technology on that planet was so backward that they didn't even know if there was life outside of Earth.

I continued doing all sorts of research, whether on general knowledge, astronomy, physics of the planet, I tried to find something about SHIELD, but I only found images of the shield of Captain America.

The amount of information available on the Internet was very limited, obviously because the number of people who had access to the Internet was also low. But the information available has already opened my horizons. 

...

The next day, after class, Remy and I walked over to the address and sat in a café across the street while we pretended to study for school subjects, but we were actually watching the building in front of us. 

Since that world still didn't have a GPS system, we had to search on a map before coming to where Remy got the address from those soldiers. In those hours I miss Krypton's technology... maybe I can bring something here, develop simple things that can help people's day-to-day.

The building looked normal on the outside, as we watched a few vans go in and out of what appeared to be a logistics company. The problem is, from how we feel about the drivers, none of them were normal people. Everyone seemed very attentive and serious, just like the men we had our little battle with yesterday.

While we were pretending to do our homework, we ordered some coffee so that no one would pay too much attention to the two students who just sat and waited until nightfall.

When night started to fall, we paid the bill and looked for an empty building so we could trade. 

From one building, two teenagers were looking at another building with serious eyes on their faces.

One of them wore a large brown overcoat, with a light purple armor protecting his chest that went up to his forehead leaving only his face and hair unprotected, but which was hidden by a cloth mask and a pair of sunglasses.

The other boy was wearing red pants, with a blue shirt where a huge S was stamped on his chest. A black leather jacket that hid his arms and a red leather glove to protect his hands while on his face he shared the same accessories as the other boy.

These two today would wreak havoc in New York, alerting several authorities to take note of their existence.