The Chosen One: Hero of Two Worlds

Chapter 38: Chapter 39



Harry scans through it, reading the theory behind it. It appeared to be devastating against any opponent as it requires the pure force of magical power to be used. He could finally see why it was called Force.

Harry quickly grabs the book and the S.H.I.E.L.D. briefcase/laptop before he disapperates back inside his warehouse.

Harry looks at the dummy and brings his hands up.

He releases Raw Lightning from his fingertips unto the dummy. The dummy was hit and ripped apart by the energy coursing through it. His self-repair spell was taking effect to repair the damage he did but it would nonetheless be a while before it was done. He looks at his hand and notice the gloves he was wearing's tips had holes in them with signs that it had been burnt off.

Release magic like that straight from his magical core seem to be dangerous to his clothes. As they tend to be release from his fingers directly. This meant he would have to invest in finger-less gloves.

Harry brings his hands up and focus on putting his magical together into the Force. He releases it and watch it fly towards his spare dummy before it made impact. It literally exploded with heavy force that the front part was destroyed, revealing a large hole in the dummy's torso. Again, his self-repair spell was taking effect and repairing the dummies shredded body.

Harry paused as he takes these two types of magical into consideration. It seemed that the lightning form could melt and smolder anything it touch that was non-organic. Harry didn't even want to think about what would happen if it touches anything living. He was sure the damage would have been irreversible. On the other hand, Force seem to me magical pressure that could devastate like an explosion upon impact. This made him paused to think about when he should use these forms of magic. Especially against living opponents. He would have to explore deeper into these magics and see if he could get creative with them. Until then, he would need to practice on control. Make sure the damage he did, was the damage he wanted to do.

Harry paused as he stood up breathing heavily. It didn't look like he was going to meet S.H.I.E.L.D. anytime soon. He would need time to regain control of his powers. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary damage to anyone. He would need to run combat simulations to prevent any damage to civilians in the chance they are near him when he used the spells.

Harry also knew, it would be only a matter of time before S.H.I.E.L.D. figured out what he was. Thankfully, he already had a plan in place for when S.H.I.E.L.D. confronted him about his gifts. He was thankful to the internet, it had stored so much information and he now had a story in place when the time for a confrontation happens. He was also thankful he studied the real history of the witch hunts in his own world. He would be able to add that to his story. It would explain why he wanted to stay hidden for so long. Really give S.H.I.E.L.D. and Nick Fury something to think about.

"I hate politics." Harry mutters as he knew how greedy they were. He was sure that they only cared about their public image. Most of them, would never do the right thing unless their hands were force.

Harry sighed and decided to focus on the task at hand, which was of course, controlling his new powers. He had a long night ahead of him.

A few hours later after a heavy training session and a quick visit to the closest mall Harry was putting on his black magical robes and his new fingertip-less gloves. He knew he was going to have a fight. Loki by his estimate, was far stronger than perhaps anyone on the planet. He wasn't sure how strong he was physically though. Only that his durability proved to be far greater than even the strongest average human. Especially those who weren't enhanced like Captain America. Harry wasn't even sure if Captain America would be able to fight Loki one on one. According to the legends, Loki was every bit of a god to the world. Harry wasn't sure just how true the myth and legends really were. He also wasn't sure how he would be able to fight an Asgardian.

Harry heads outside and immediately goes to the location Coulson had given him. He had the briefcase/laptop or whatever it was in his hands as he walked.

Nothing really happen, as he walked nearly an hour before he reached the S.H.I.E.L.D. compound. He placed the device up for the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent at the gate to see to let them know he was their 'guest' or 'VIP'. Whatever the case was, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents let him through before putting him on a strange looking plane they dub as the 'Quinjet'.

Harry sat down and looked over the notes again. Looking at the footage he had on each individual.

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