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With the full Wolverine genome decoded, Nathan began the process of DNA re-editing.
The target? The trembling, skinny test subject before himâpreviously injected with a partial version of the healing factor.
Nathan's fingers moved steadily, carefully applying precise gene edits using the molecular scissors he had engineered: a combination of meganucleases, zinc-finger nucleases, TALENs, and CRISPR-based guides. Each movement was calculatedâno margin for error.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, but his hands didn't tremble.
Every mutation, every correction, was logged in real-time.
The key challenge? Avoiding off-target effectsâmistakes that could destabilize the subject's entire genome. One wrong cut could result in organ failure, toxic reactions, or cellular collapse.
But Nathan was relentless. Every glitch was corrected, every anomaly adjusted.
Finally, hours later, he leaned back and exhaled slowly.
"It's done."
Joy flickered in his eyes as he wiped the sweat away. The most complex part was overâthe complete self-healing genome had been installed.
Now came the test.
---
Moments later, the room echoed with screams.
Nathan stood calmly behind the reinforced glass as his subject writhed in agony. Controlled injuries were inflictedâcuts, muscle tears, even temporary limb severingâall to measure healing speed.
He reviewed the data:
[Skin laceration]: 15 seconds to heal â consistent with test clone. Pass.
[Deltoid muscle slice]: 60 seconds â match confirmed.
[Anterior tibial muscle]: 55 seconds â meets threshold.
Every benchmark matched the healing rates of Wolverine's clone sample.
Nathan's heart poundedânot from stress, but exhilaration.
"Success. Full replication achieved."
The test subject, now semi-conscious from pain and exhaustion, had become the living proof of Nathan's breakthrough.
Now came the next step: extracting the healing genome into a serum carrierâa special formula capable of editing Nathan's own DNA with the same healing ability.
He worked quickly, isolating the healing factors into a pale-red solution and placing it into a pressurized injection vial.
The moment the serum was extracted, the test subject slumped.
His healing ability vanished.
The healing genome had been packaged and removedâa one-time use that left the subject genetically hollow. He would never heal the same way again.
Nathan ignored his moans and examined the vial.
A soft glow shimmered in the serum.
"Time to evolve."
---
Nathan stood in front of a biometric scanner and placed his palm on the panel. The sealed chamber opened. He stepped inside, chest bare, and injected the serum into his own bloodstream.
A cool sensation spread from his arm, crawling through his veins.
Then came the warmthâa pulse of energy that surged to every cell in his body.
He closed his eyes, breathing deeply.
It was working.
He walked to his console and activated the transmission electron microscope, a device using beams of electrons instead of light to observe biological structures at the molecular level.
The screen filled with colorized images.
Inside Nathan's bloodstream, glowing strands of self-healing factors coursed through his cells.
Identical to the clone.
He ran a cellular vitality test.
Results: 100% efficiency. Regeneration enabled.
Not only thatâaging markers had reversed. The rate of cellular deterioration had slowed dramatically.
Nathan blinked in awe.
"My body is⊠younger. Stronger."
He performed additional tests, using a gene-aging simulator.
Lifespan estimate: 300â400 years.
And for the first 200? He would not visibly age at all.
His cells were in perpetual renewal, forever resisting the decay of time.
Nathan whispered, "This is the gift of science. The miracle of mastery."
---
To confirm it all, he grabbed a scalpel and made a shallow incision across his forearm.
The skin closed before his eyesâfully healed in seconds.
He repeated the test with deeper cuts, muscle wounds, even internal stress triggers.
Every test passed.
He was now, for all practical purposes, nearly immortal.
---
By the end of the session, his body was covered in blood, not from injury, but from repeated experimentation.
He finally stepped out of the operating room, eyes bloodshot but filled with a sense of achievement.
The skinny subject inside the chamber stared in horror.
He had seen it allâthe blood, the experiments, the quiet efficiency with which Nathan had tested himself.
His mind had broken somewhere during the process.
Now he whispered over and over, eyes wide and lips pale:
"Monster⊠he's a monsterâŠ"
His body trembled violently, consumed by fear.
Nathan walked past him without a word, leaving him to his shattered thoughts.
---
Back in his lab, Nathan opened a secondary monitor.
A research file popped up:
"Gene Editing Optimization: Congenital Heart Disease and Asthma â Treatment Plan A."
This was a file he had written during his research into the Spider Abilityâa solution meant for Elizabeth, someone dear to him.
With his refined gene-editing tools, he could now heal those born with genetic defects.
He smiled faintly, then closed the file.
Next, his eyes turned toward the main monitorâspider genome mapping.
Rows of spider DNA sequences filled the screen, glowing in blue, red, and green markers.
He had already completed 50% of the compatibility matching for himself.
By tomorrow, he would know which spider genome was most suitable.
Then, he would finally build his own personalized Spider Ability.
"Soon," he whispered, anticipation growing in his chest. "Very soon."
---
But now, his body needed rest.
It was already early Friday morningâthe day of the Hand Society's scheduled delivery at the docks.
Nathan shook his head and let out a deep breath.
His mind had been running nonstop for days. He needed to decompress.
"Let's check out the docks," he murmured. "Maybe stretch my legs a little⊠and run some recon."
He glanced at his reflection.
Bloodstained lab coat. Disheveled hair. Hollow eyes.
He laughed lightly.
"Time to shower."
---
After a long, hot bath and a simple but nutritious breakfast, Nathan geared up and left for New Jersey Portâthe largest port in the New York Bay area.
Massive cranes towered above endless rows of steel containers. Cargo ships loomed on the water, their silhouettes cutting through the fog.
From a vantage point atop a container, Nathan could see the distant Statue of Liberty.
He smiled.
"Let's begin."
He tossed several mechanical buttons into the air. They whirred to life, scanning and mapping the entire dock area.
Then he moved.
Quickly. Silently.
A shadow among machinery.
---
After nearly an hour, he arrived at the riverbank, drenched in sweat.
"Recon complete."
He pulled out a small pad and recorded notes.
"Hand Society is likely bringing the artifact in through one of the rear containers. Surveillance and stealth drones in place."
He exhaled. "I'll return at night. Hopefully, I'll find something⊠unusual."
His mind wandered. "Could it be a relic? A resurrection device? Or maybe⊠immortality tech?"
The possibilities thrilled him.
---
That evening, Nathan returned to the port, arriving ahead of schedule.
At that same moment, a message pinged his computer back at the safe house.
Subject: URGENT
"It's meâKlaw. We've been discovered by HYDRA. Little Yi and I are on the run."
Nathan hadn't seen it yet. His attention was fully locked onto the task before him.
He glanced at his watch.
Ten minutes left until the cargo's arrival.
Just then, his phone vibrated.
Before he could check itâ
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
Figures in dark ninja garb leapt down from the surrounding containers, surrounding Nathan in seconds.
Sevenâno, eightâof them.
Their leader stepped forward, eyes gleaming beneath the mask.
"You're here for the Hand Society's treasure, aren't you?"
Nathan's gaze sharpened.
He straightened his spine and smiled.
"Looks like the party's starting early."
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