Rhi-Ion
Today was supposed to be like any other for Aleksei Sytsevich as he woke up in a New York first-class hotel room; he was happy with his life as the not-so-young Russian Ion-Storm hockey star was greatly enjoying the results of his hard work and doping.
For Aleksei wasn't a dumb jock, as the Americans usually think of their athletes as nothing more than meatheads who could barely count to ten, let alone do anything that Aleksei had done to reach for the top.
As he created his own unique drug to help enhance his performance by making it so that the energy that his body naturally makes and forces it to go through his brain to enhance his speed and coordination with his body, making him the best goalie and player.
Of course, since he was inhumanly stronger, faster, and better at hitting and blocking, most people thought he was doping, but since they had no idea what he was using, nor did they have any form of blood that had no remnants of the drug.
Aleksei wasn't addicted, as he only ever took the drug when he needed to enhance his abilities, as he was the only test subject of this thing, as he didn't want anyone to know a single thing about this and was ready to die at any moment for his pride and creation.
But things took a drastic change when the Symbiote Wars happened, as he was forced to take the drug so much that to cleanse his body, he stopped consuming and playing the game as he faked an accident that resulted in him being unable to leave America back to the motherland.
This meant he had no free access to his little makeshift chem lab to make more of his drug, but the best thing about them was how he could just infuse them in some chocolate balls that he made himself by chilling the teal liquid in the freezer as small little beads.
He had no idea if one could overdose or what would happen if they took more than ten a day, as that's how many he'd eat throughout a game as a sort of little pick-me-up, which helped him get a sponsor for many chocolate companies as people thought he had a massive sweet tooth.
But ever since the Symbiote Wars, where he was eating ten an hour just to be on similar ground as those freaks that were inhuman, Aleksei swears he saw some of them throw themselves into a wall and remake their bodies in an inky horror form.
Making things even worse was how many of his fellow players or people he assumed to have skills like his teammates were killed or, worse, fused into becoming more symbiote monsters' things.
For anyone else this would have traumatized them, but this event just made Aleksei feel better after the event, as he felt more amazing and godlike than he already felt before.
No, the real downside of this event was that Aleksei found his hands shaking at random times, or maybe his legs wanted to go on their own private dance routine as they shook and shaked as hard as they could, like they were getting ready to either tap dance or perform Thriller.
All the ladies that would usually return to his room with him weren't following him anymore, but Aleksei didn't really care about that, as he honestly found most of them to be annoying and enjoyed their absence, but he did miss the fame that came with it, as most people in America did not care for a Russian hockey star.
While making his morning cocktail, Aleksei felt his hand freak out like usual, but he just ignored it, and when he took a sip of his mixed cocktail (which was mostly a veggie smoothie with vodka and a single fruit of his choice), he suddenly felt himself spazzing out as he hit the floor as his body convulsed in a manner similar to a seizure.
Things didn't get any better for Aleksei, as nothing the doctors did seemed to work, as the drug he made has finally taken its course with his body, as his body was producing far too much stimulant in his brain along with too much energy surging through him that his body couldn't understand what the brain was trying to tell it to do.
But with all bad things there are some good things, as a few months later Aleksei would finally wake up, but not in the way he wanted, as he was instead awoken in a massive jail of a body as he was forced inside a massive suit of armor.
Aleksei: "What iz zis?"
Voiceover microphone: "(Pleasant Chime) Welcome, Aleksei. We have signed you up to serve your country and have another chance at life."
The strange voice kept talking about something, but Aleksei just couldn't believe or care about anything that he might have had to say as he felt his body was getting crushed by the massive weights that were placed all over his body.
Without warning the machine started up, and whirring sounds blared in his ears as the suit opened itself up and loads of unknown chemicals all got pumped into his body, forcing his body to grow larger and sturdier than it was before.
Voiceover microphone: "Well, keep up the procedure every day for about a year, and by then you should be ready."
Aleksei screamed inside his own mind and soul as his mouth was forced shut and chained to the ground as his country did whatever they pleased with his body, as most, if not all, assumed he was dead, which meant he was screwed.
Every. Day. Three. Times. A. Day Aleksei was forcibly injected with chemicals that altered his body and made it impossible for him to ever go home for a normal life, as not only was he forced inside an uncomfortable suit, but also his body became like that of the Hulk.
Then one day the Avengers or someone busted him and anyone else in the building out as Aleksei ran and broke through every wall or person in his way as he just kept charging like his old hockey days, and when he finally broke free, he passed out.
As the suit was the only thing keeping his body working, as it needed loads of electricity to function, along with someone needing high brain power to move all the parts, it was more than just a metal shell.
But with his rampage to break free, Aleksei broke the suit and the wall, but the suit was not a normal one, as it was made in part with black-market schematics of any Iron Man suit, Vulture wings, and Octo's arms, and using whatever remained of the purple and green symbiote.
This meant the machine was forever fused with Aleksei's skin, and within three hours the suit was remade with the exception of the extra crap they added to turn Aleksei into their super soldier that only followed orders and was their living nuke.
Aleksei, however, with his newfound freedom, wasn't going to become the test subject of anyone if he could help it and ran straight through the streets and realized the lab was still in New York since what the lab was doing would most definitely cause the Russian civilians to revolt.
Now you might think Aleksei's little rampage would result in Spider-Woman coming after Aleksei, but he was lucky enough to meet up with Sandman and Electro as the pair were trying to build themselves an underground lair, as it was "Every man's dream!"
Which Aleksei seemed to agree upon, which let him befriend the weirdos as they let him live with them as they all welcomed their newest member, who greatly sped up all the building they needed since Aleksei was forced to have more muscles than anything else and his suit enhanced all the major muscles he had.
Aleksei: "Oh, GOD! Iz zhat what I look like!?"
Sandman: "Yeah. Did youz not know you looked like that?"
Electro: "I think it looks cool. You look like one of those powerful boss monsters in games. Or at least a sub-boss monster."
This seems to help calm Aleksei down a bit as he now has people to crash with along with giving him work even if most of it is demining and worthless to a man who was once at the top of the world, but what can he do?
He's trapped in a metal cage that seems to be fighting with his own will and desires for dominance on the best of days, while on the worst he feels like a prisoner in his own flesh and can barely feel anything going on around him.
But with Electro's help along with Sandman's, he didn't have to fear the suit consuming him whole, as they could kill the suit, which gave him some leeway and helped keep him stable enough that whatever his country did to him wasn't going to work for now...
Electro: "Alright. We got enough men. We've processed all the paperwork. We've eaten some good food, played some games, watched Sandman's granddaughter own the school play, and helped Rhino meet his favorite author and somehow score a date. NOW let's rob the bank and get mez some sweet, sweet REVENGE!"
Sandman: "Da app says the earliest bank heist available is three months from now."
Electro: "AGH! Okay. (Slicks back his nonexistent hair as he flails his arms around.) Okay so we wait three months and then rob the bank, right?"
Sandman nods his head while Rhino just eats a protein bar, as even with all his muscles, he still makes sure to train in order to not lose his touch as a former hockey star, as it's become his routine by this point, and if he stops, he doesn't feel right.
Electro is just pissed, as it seems the universe finds some way to keep preventing his attempts at revenge, as he has to know where the heck the guy even is in order to have revenge, which means hiring a PI, as all his searches can't come up with ANYTHING WORTHWHILE!
But as a way to keep himself from killing his roommates or draining people in the streets like a damn vampire again, he's resorted to turning their little evil base into one heck of a man cave one arcade machine at a time!
And that is all for now hope you all enjoyed and until next time stay safe and peace!