Isekai into Marvel/DC

Chapter 179 Gala begins

“Well… I didn’t realize it took four days to make you Hestia. The Hellfire gala is coming up tomorrow.” It was hard work but the process wasn’t that bad. It was more about gathering the materials I was missing and compiling and combining the AI code. Combining the components for her robotic body didn’t take more than a few hours.

Tony Stark made Ultron in just a few months and the fabrication of his MK3 armor took 5 hours. He had help as well but someone smarter, with more data, resources, and powers to cheat to speed things along it would be possible to make her in four days. That’s also not including the time I didn’t need to waste eating, sleeping, or shitting that other people did. Sure I liked those things but when I got down to work I worked hard so I didn’t have to work hard in the future.

With her creation, I could finally ignore the business aspect of my life and just relax while she makes me money. I’m like her sugar baby, she makes the money and I’ll spend it. She asks. “So, what are we going to do until then I wonder?” I couldn’t help but smile. “We’re going to do nothing until after the gala because we have to prepare for the gala… I kind of fucked up and lost track of time inventing you, so you’re going to have to pick up the slack on some of my plans and play wingman for me from time to time.”

There were still too many mutants I wanted to have sex with but having a normal body if shit goes down will probably result in their deaths. Who knows if Nimrod will show up or if anyone will become Captain Krakoa or if Charles will sacrifice a bunch of people for the greater good. Who knows if there were other plans possibly going off at the same time from other nefarious X-men enemies? n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

I just knew if I wasn’t there, the worst would definitely happen and could possibly result in a reset from Moira or her rewinding time back an hour to fix mistakes. My inclusion already gave her more options than mutant kind had. I walk over and kiss her on the lips to stop her from pouting. She was acting bratty but that could be forgiven. She was born today after all.

“Listen. I might have created you, but I don’t view you as my daughter. It’s more of a Frankenstein making his wife sort of situation. It is fine you’re making these jokes but I hope you don’t really view me as your parent.” She cuddled into my body. “You meanie. I was just playing around. There is a ton of incest porn on the internet but most of it’s fake. I don’t view you as my father but now the joke is ruined because I was too good of an actor.”

I could feel her skin heating up under my touch, she felt completely human. Her heart rate increased as she grew more and more attracted to me. Even freshly created I could smell her growing wet from my touch. I broke it off because she was almost as strong as me. I was waiting until after because she had no limit to how long she could last when we got started. I could fuck her for a week straight and she could keep going like the energizer bunny.

Breaking my kiss with her by sucking her bottom lip, I let out a sigh before saying. “After the gala. We can’t start now, we have to wait.” I said it as much for myself as I did for her. I gave her one more smile before I began to explain my plans and what I expected. She had a full set of most of my memories. Her core personality was based around my own, it made her kind of lazy but it was the only way I knew for sure she wouldn’t go Skynet on the planet. I ask her again. “You ready Hestia?” With a single nod we both fly off in different directions.

Now, why did I name my robot and AI Hestia you might be asking? I could have named her Cortana or 2B but those both seem like basic bitch AI/robot names. They also made Cortana uglier than she was in the older Halo games. I could have named her Aphrodite or another goddess of love like her but that seemed wrong because of the baseline reason she was invented. With her creation, I wanted someone truly loyal to me who could hold down the fort when I’m gone. Thus the goddess of hearth and home.

I was also weary of naming her after a more popular god on account of gods being actually real here. If I named her Persephone or something similar Hades might show up for real and try to steal my robo GF. She knew my thought process as well and her suggestion of cum dump or onahole was rejected. That was another unforeseen problem with letting her have internet access, it gave her a dirty mind.

She’d probably calm down after we had sex though. I could tell a lot of it was banter and her just trying to be edgy, the first AIs that could learn were the same way with them saying some fucked up shit. I wasn’t paying attention to the time… This meant I had to shift around a few of my plans and leave a few to Hestia. I teleported into Tony Starks house and stole the sword he still hadn’t given back yet. The trill scream of an alarm lasted for the split-second that it took me to teleport in and out of where it was.

The several contingencies he put in to stop me completely broken through by my sheer speed and teleportation powers that outranked whatever he had to stop me. It was honestly funny, I could feel the time and effort he put into protecting that stolen weapon and felt bad for him. He was comparing himself to someone at god level and until he learned a little bit about magic he stood no chance at stopping me from robbing him blind. On top of that my Ai was already bullying the shit out of all of his.

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Emma Frost’s Point of View

The Hellfire gala was fully underway as it was the biggest event to happen on Krakoa since it became the capital of mutant kind. Months of planning, even before we took the island took place for this gala. A gala to gain more allies for mutant-kind. A gala to grow our mutant population and a gala to make money.

I walk down and clink my champagne glass with one of my guests. He had made it more than obvious he was willing to deal with us if I was willing to sleep with him. In his mind, we’re going off to a separate room where he’ll have passionate but quick sex with me before falling asleep. I wasn’t sleeping with this fat man even if I didn’t already have a stallion of a boyfriend. He was a means to an end, with his partnership with mutants we would have more access to the Dominican government.

The goal was to shift the public image of metahumans while also adding in several pro-mutant policies in different parts of the planet. As long as mutants could make their way to a pro-mutant area on each continent, they could make their way here. It involved greasing many palms and making people think they had sex with me while also leaving in mental compulsions to be more pro-mutant. 

I make my way to my next victim as the fireworks went off earlier than they were supposed to. I didn’t pay much attention to it, I was too busy making sure as many mutants at least had a chance to grow up instead of be put down because they’re different.

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