Marvel Nicknames Novelas e Histórias

“How do you differentiate between them and the second generation?” "They all trainned us, so all second-gen know them. Besides, they have weird names: Gotham, Ghost Crow, Shadow, Mist, Fire, Scar, Poison, etc. It's like a den of vipers. It's not their real names, but even they don't remember their actual names." "What about you?" Her eyes hold mine, hostage, appearing darker late at night. "Is Ethan your real name?" “It is. This is the name my mother gave me.” “How about your last name? Is it Hunter?”

Marvel argued in anger. “Mm-Marvel? Don’t you think it’s about time you move on from the crush you have on him besides it been years and I don’t see you two happening anytime soon. You’ve had a proclivity towards him for so long since our school days in the university, that was the reason why you made us bullied Aria Freeman all that time in the past.” Abigail verbalized with a cautious tone in fear of getting Marvel angry. Am angry Marvel is a scary Marvel.

“Oh, thank the Celestial Heavens! Because if you didn’t like Luci, you wouldn’t have liked the other nickname I gave you.” Loki’s head shot up, crawling to the end of his bed, yet far enough so I did not strangle the little prick. “What’s the other nickname?” he giggled. “Lurch.” Loki and I looked at each other, not understanding the new name. “You know, from the Addams Family? ‘Their creepy and their kookie, mysterious and spooky….” Uriel continued to sing the theme song from the human television show, Loki rolling on the bed with his arms on his stomach, laughing.

Morgan piped up. "Uhmm… Infinity wars?" Tiana suggested. "Sounds good." They agreed. "I'm Adam." He stretched a hand. "Ingrid." "Morgan." "Blue." "Alegra." "Nice to meet you all, I'm Kimberly." She took up the persona Storm had instructed her to. "We can just call you Kim?" Alegra asked. "Sure?" "Sexual orientation?" "Pin straight with kinks." She laughed. The hostages and Tiana hung out in the living room after the movie as they talked about their favorite Marvel and DC heroes.

They think the young Mort who will dominate the Underground in the future is the "Perfect One" As a child, Mort has already contributed a lot to the clan, especially in ammo and weaponry. He has also won many battles against the Underground countless times. People considered him a threat and is feared by everyone. He became infamous in the Underground and nicknamed him 'DEATH'. Certain and Quick Death, he never lets his opponents speak before he kills them. He doesn't need to hear any of their pleas or last words. The important thing for him is they die in his hand and won't allow them to cheat death.

The kind of look that made your skin crawl. Great. I hadn’t even been here for 24 hours, and I already had an enemy. “That doesn’t seem like a friendly look,” I muttered, tearing my eyes away. "There are no friends here. No allies, no company," Marvel said, her tone serious. "We exist for one reason—to fight for the Don. Familiarity makes you weak." Her words settled uneasily in my chest. "Stay away from people. Keep your head down. And for no reason should you try to defend yourself or match their energy—"

“Iron Man?” What the hell is that now? “That’s what my mom calls you whenever she’s pissed off at you.” Alex Ricci seems comfortable talking to me, and somehow I’m comfortable talking to him too. “Does she know about your foul mouth?” I mutter incredulously with humor. The boy shrugs disdainfully. “So your mom gave me a nickname?” I scold with feigned indignation. “I like it. It’s a superhero name, you know?” I believe he has no idea what his mother means by that, and knowing that makes me open a small amused smile.

“And what did they call themselves? The Super Smashing Super Squad?” “No, actually they’re called The Avengers.” “What!” Maurice was on his feet, eyes popping out of his head. “How dare they! You can’t just take that name. I won’t allow it!” Of all the things to be morally outraged by in this world, this, apparently, was a bridge too far for Maurice. Appropriating the name of Earth’s Mightiest Movie Franchise was where Maurice drew a line in the sand. Claire pulled an incandescent Maurice down into his chair.

A law upon themselves. The all-familiar fear of them sizzled through her body but then she'd gotten very good at hiding it. Her back straightened, she plastered a smile on her face and turned to the one that talked. Their leader. "Venom." She called his name as a form of greeting....or rather, the name he was infamously known as among gangs. Whispered in fear among gangs. His eyes slid caressingly all over her body from head to toe, back to her face. He wasn't smiling when he said, "Zee-Drone said you wanted us to help you with something?" He drawled, calling just by his gang nickname.

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.