[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit":3,"chapter-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-12":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: Starting with the Ice-Ice Fruit",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1733209,2216,"Chapter 12: Hell's Kitchen in Flames","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-12",12,"\u003Cp>\"Gwen, are you really okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent asked again, his eyes scanning her face for signs of mutation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm fine,\" Gwen murmured, her eyelids heavy. \"Just... tired. See you tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent watched her walk into the elevator, a private smile on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life was good. He had made a fortune on the stock market, and the \"Birth of Ghost Spider\" mission was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"System, confirm. Did the mutation take?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want Gwen turning into a Man-Spider monster or dying from genetic rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Host, rest assured. The mission is complete. The mutation is stable.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghost Spider was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the question was: what would trigger her transformation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the comics, Gwen's rise as a hero was often catalyzed by tragedy. Usually, Peter Parker died in her arms, or she failed to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The trope of 'Sacrificing the Best Friend for Infinite Power',\" Vincent mused. \"Without Peter as the sacrificial lamb, will the universe target me instead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned strange. Let's hope not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nightfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Vincent changed. He swapped his designer clothes for a tactical black outfit: hoodie, mask, gloves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked into Hell's Kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transition was stark. From the manicured streets of Park Avenue to the grime-covered sidewalks of the Kitchen. Homeless veterans and junkies lay in the shadows, their eyes tracking him like hungry wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent could feel the Desire Points ticking up. Greed. Malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored them. They were small fry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His target was the Triad. Madame Gao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew the rules. Hell's Kitchen was a ecosystem. You pull one thread, the whole web shakes. Kingpin, The Hand, the Russians, the Irish. And the Devil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daredevil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent stood before a dilapidated warehouse. Under the yellow streetlights, he recognized the location from Jessica's photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should I use my Ice powers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using superpowers meant escalating the conflict. It invited SHIELD, the X-Men, and the Avengers. A gang war was police business. A super-powered massacre was an Avengers level threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mask on. Hood up. Keep it quiet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent knocked rhythmically on the reinforced steel door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud. Thud. Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slide opened. Cold, dead eyes peered out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want?\" The guard spoke in Mandarin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent's eyes crinkled in a smile beneath his mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just wanted to ask... have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent's leg turned into translucent, diamond-hard ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel door flew off its hinges like a cannonball. The guard behind it was flattened instantly, his chest caved in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enemy attack!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams in Mandarin echoed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent stepped into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rat-tat-tat-tat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Submachine gun fire erupted from the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent didn't dodge. He let his skin elementalize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ping! Ping! Ping!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets struck his ice-form body, sparking and ricocheting harmlessly. To the gangsters, it looked like he was wearing body armor, but the sound was wrong—like hail hitting a tin roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Baji-Mizong Art!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent lunged. A tiger entering a flock of sheep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands were coated in ice, harder than steel. He moved with the fluid unpredictability of Mizong and struck with the explosive power of Baji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack. A skull shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap. A spine broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snatched a dropped SMG from mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the center of the room, trading fire with the Triad enforcers. He realized his aim was mediocre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"System. Upgrade Marksmanship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Consuming 50,000 Wealth Points. Acquired: Master Marksman.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the gun felt like an extension of his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent stopped spraying. He started tapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pop. Pop. Pop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headshot. Headshot. Headshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a massacre. A cold, mechanical harvest of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor was slick with blood. White powder from ruptured heroin bags mixed with the red, creating a grotesque pink sludge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent scanned the room. Bags of cash were stacked on a table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept the money into a duffel bag. Why leave loot on the table?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Made a lot of noise,\" Vincent noted, checking his watch. \"The Devil of Hell's Kitchen should be on his way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured gasoline over the drugs. He planted a C4 charge he found in their armory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight, Hell's Kitchen burns.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked out, tossing the cash bag into a parked van. He punched the window out, hotwired it, and started the engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My parents' killers are still out there. I'm going to flip this city upside down until I find them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke aloud, knowing his voice would carry to the rooftops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warehouse exploded behind him, a fireball illuminating the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent floored the gas, the van screeching down the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the rooftops above, a silhouette in red leather leaped across the gap, tracking the van. Daredevil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent glanced in the rearview mirror and smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Matt Murdock.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Daredevil landed on a slanted roof to cut him off, Vincent subtly flicked a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice-Ice Fruit: Flash Freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin, invisible layer of ice coated the rooftop tiles instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daredevil landed. His boots found zero traction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sliiiip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Man Without Fear flailed, his legendary balance failing him against physics. He slid off the roof and crashed hard into a dumpster below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG-THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oops,\" Vincent chuckled, drifting the van around a corner. \"Watch your step, counselor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",861,"2026-06-06T16:16:52.583Z",1,"novelbin.me","7d90e702ff2c3d6718c25588ecb2a730e59226e7e207bfcc3ad673b03621faa2","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-13","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-11",116,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-cover.jpg"]