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MCMSB: C67: Who's the Poor Kid?

"Mr. Podrick?"

Wiping the rain off his face, Bruce looked in shock at Peter, who had just raised an umbrella for him.

"You said you were heading home, Thomas, but it seems your path has been blocked."

"I..."

Bruce lowered his head. "I don't know if that place even belongs ...

MSS: C157

In the manor's cozy living room, Wanda lounged on the sofa, dressed casually in a T-shirt and shorts, her slender legs resting lazily against the cushions. She flipped through a dark, ancient tome with a bored expression.

Outside, the sound of childish laughter echoed from the garden, a sta...

MSS: C156

As a soulless demon, Blackheart had no sense of pain.

Yet, he could smell death.

The golden energy radiating from his opponent was indeed sacred, searingly hot, and designed to restrain a demon's body. But it wasn't enough to kill him outright. However, an inexplicable feeling gripped...

MCMSB: C66: Since You're Seeking Thrills, Go All the Way

"You seem to have gotten yourself into some trouble—trouble that's worth more than a hundred dollars," Peter remarked, shrugging as he eyed the disheveled Thomas. "If you don't mind, why don't you tell us what's going on? Maybe we can help."

"No, sir. I just… need to borrow another hund...

MCMSB: C65: Sir, Can You Lend Me Another $100?

"If I were you, I'd leave this place for your own safety."

The Martian Manhunter spoke bluntly to the group.

"Damn it! Are you guys tired of living?"

One of the enraged thugs stepped forward, ready to attack Martian Manhunter and Peter.

As the thugs charged, Peter sighed, ...

MSS: C155

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The man, trapped in the giant hand of chaotic energy, was slammed into the ground repeatedly, like a ragdoll. Each impact left a deep dent in the earth.

By the time the onslaught subsided, he lay in a crater, battered and bloodied, his body torn ...

MSS: C154

At night, a thick, dark cloud formed, obscuring the moonlight. Between heaven and earth, darkness reigned. In this oppressive gloom, the creatures around the highway seemed to sense imminent danger and fled the area one after another.

On the side of the road, Wanda opened the Darkhold, an a...

MCMSB: C64: The Dreams of Two Boys

I renamed the story to 'DC: Starting With Homelander As My Child!'

....

"People like to dream," Peter organized his thoughts and told Azu, "I once knew two boys who dreamed of being heroes."

"Who were they, Dad?" Azu asked curiously.

"One was a boy from Ka...

MCMSB: C63: Just a Kansas Farmer's Dream

Smallville Salon Club.

Peter sat with the farmers, listening to the mayor share news about the wildfires.

After receiving Jonathan's call, he had arrived at the scene.

"The governor has declared a state of emergency, mobilizing all resources to fight the fire and protec...

MSS: C153

The man's tone brimmed with fanaticism, and a hint of darkness flickered in his eyes. Suddenly, the lights in the tavern began to flicker, as if affected by some unseen force. Light and shadow danced across the room, casting eerie shapes over the patrons.

The man looked at Wanda with a stra...

MSS: C152

Leon leaned back and placed his hands on the bar, taking in the lively scene before him. A playful smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Old Mike, a familiar face in the tavern, was talking to him. He rambled on about the tavern's history, stories from the past, nearby cities, and even ...

MCMSB: C62: Azu’s Face-Changing Skill

Clark sighed heavily and said, "It's not just people—the animals in the forest will die too."

"That's completely natural," Azu replied. "Dad says that every life has an end. I remember some poem about it…something about not being at the center."

Azu sounded frustrated. "But honest...

MCMSB: C61: God Bless America

"Godfather, that story you once told me..."

Clark blinked and said, "You mentioned that if mice and monkeys in the lab are given the illusion of choice, they tend to live healthy lives. Even if the only options they have are between a mild or a strong electric shock."

"But at least th...

MSS: Chapter 151

In the spacious SHIELD training room, Peter stood, now clean-shaven but still hesitant without his Spider-Man suit. Dressed in a simple gray checkered jacket with a stand-up collar and black sweatpants, he tried using his abilities—shooting webs, clinging to surfaces, his spider-sense—but eac...

MSS: Chapter 150

Outside one of the cells in SHIELD headquarters, Nick Fury peered through the one-way glass. Inside, a figure in a white prison uniform sat silently on the metal bed, staring off in a daze. His hair was disheveled, obscuring his face, but the aura he projected was unmistakable—worn, defeated. 2024-11-14 14:58:58 +0000 UTC View Post

MCMSB: C60: The Household Expert Martian Manhunter

"No, I'm here to be your teacher, a home tutor," Martian Manhunter shrugged. "Your father invited me."

Hearing this, Clark and Azu looked at each other in surprise.

Clark couldn't help but worry about Peter's wallet. Tutoring is known to be expensive, let alone hiring a Martian to tea...

MCMSB: C59: Clark's Good Kid and Bad Kid

Clark couldn't help but look at the other with a hint of regret, apologizing softly.

This single sentence felt like lighting the fuse to a bomb.

A dull sound echoed as the parasitic demon, having absorbed excessive energy, became surrounded by erratic arcs of electricity and gradually...

MSS: C149

The young sorceress standing before me, though not much older than the apprentices, had managed to impress every sorcerer in Kamar-Taj in just a few short months. It wasn't just because the current Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One herself, had named this girl as her successor—it was also becau...

MSS: C148

At night, Peter tiredly crawled along the wall, opened the window, and slipped back into his room. He pulled off his Spider-Man suit and removed his mask with one hand. Standing in the dimly lit room, he didn't turn on the lights, letting the faint glow of the distant city shine through the windo...

MCMSB: C58: A God Among Men

"Mr. Jones, are you alright?"

Clark finally arrived at the scene. He looked around at the destruction—the ground appearing as if it had been struck by artillery—and his eyes widened in shock.

Ten minutes earlier, he and Azu had gone to the Luthor estate. After learning there had b...

MCMSB: C57: Dad, I Got You!

Azu paced anxiously back and forth, murmuring to himself, "I can do this, because I'm the son of Peter Podrick. If I set my mind to it, I can accomplish anything."

He stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "Just remember what that first flight felt like. Let go of fear. Dad needs...

MSS: Chapter 147

This sudden attack was something no one—not even someone as unhinged as Typhoid—could have anticipated. She quickly dodged to avoid the incoming table, but the interruption broke her concentration and disrupted her gravitational hold, a weakness in her ability.

Seizing the opportunity, ...

MSS: Chapter 146

Seeing the man and woman, Leon tilted his head thoughtfully. He recognized the man: Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye, one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents. The woman was also familiar—Mary, who had once been an unstable associate of Kingpin. It surprised Leon to see her involved with S.H.I.E.L.D...

MCMSB: C56: It's All My Fault I Can't Fly

The scene shifts.

David grabs Peter by both shoulders and slams him hard into the ground.

With a thunderous crash, Peter's body skids across the ground, carving a deep trench before smashing through an electrical tower, sending sparks flying. He finally comes to a stop, struggling to ...