Welcome to Mashed Up Origins!
This is an experiment of mine that I was going to make into a group, but with the chaos that a group can bring I decided to go it alone. It’s short, sweet and basically a quick origin where one hero (and now villains) gets anothers origin, something to make you go “I’d like to see that!”
Elektra Natchois the Sorceress Supreme: http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mashed-up-origins-elektra-natchios-sorceres-1545550/#3
And this links into Spider-Man http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/mashed-up-origin-spider-man-676331/
Doctor Otto Octavius looked down at the one-armed Doctor Curt Connors who he’d just clubbed over the head with a lead pipe. “I would apologise Curt, but I’m not sorry. And this place reeks!”
He surveyed the lab that was full of dozens of cages of lizards, reptiles and amphibians of all shapes and sizes. He dropped the pipe and headed over to the desk. “Now where is the formula you’ve been boasting about hmm? How do you find anything? This place is a mess! A smelly dank pit!”
Curt groaned from the floor as he tried to get up. Otto threw the paperwork onto the floor in anger. “WHERE IS IT CURT?”
Otto spied an odd shaped key hanging from a hook near the komodo dragon cage. “Ahh what is this I wonder?”
“G-get away from that!” gasped Curt, blood leaking from the back of his head.
“Now if I were a smelly herpetologist, where would I put my safe?” mused Otto as he scanned the room finally focusing on the snakeskin clock on the wall. “My guess would be there. Am I right Curt?”
“I will kill you for this Octavius!” growled Connors as he got his bearings and stood up.
Otto laughed derisively as he brushed the clock off the wall to reveal the safe. He put the key in and opened it to reveal a large syringe in a cold storage box. “Curt, you brilliant fool! This will make me millions!”
“Put that back!” yelled Curt as he stomped over to Otto, pipe in hand. Otto opened the box and pulled out the syringe wielding it like a dagger.
“Back off lizard boy!”
The pair of science nerds circled each other each looking for an opening. Curt stopped and looked at his professional rival.
“You want my formula? My formula that could potentially help millions, billions of amputees and sufferers of birth defects. Why?”
“Honestly,” smiled Otto “Money.”
“You sicken me!” Curt threw the pipe at Otto causing the scientist to flinch and throw his arms up. Curt charged in. “You want my life’s work? Then TAKE IT ALL!”
Curt shoved Otto’s hand with the syringe deep into Otto’s neck pumping the chemical compound straight into him. Otto screamed and staggered back into a cage of iguanas sending them all toppling to the ground.
“I wasn’t ready for human trials yet Otto,” said Curt as Otto convulsed and frothed at the mouth as dozens of lizards made a break for freedom. “Seems you’ll be it. Now please don’t die before the police arrive.”
Curt walked over to the phone to dial when Otto’s body began an astounding transformation. Curt watched dumbfounded as soon the pudgy bowl-haircut scientist was turned into a large reptilian humanoid.
“Connnnnorrrrrrrsssssss!” it rasped, its cold yellow eyes staring right at him.
“Nine One One, what is your emergency?”
“Oh my god!” screamed Dr Connors as the monster leapt at him.