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DoorMan (MCU SI) - #105 : Rasengan Galore!
🕑 Added 2025-07-14 15:01:11 +0000 UTCDisclaimer - I don’t, and have never claimed to, own Marvel or its Intellectual Property. This is all just so that I can take my maladaptive
Disclaimer - I don’t, and have never claimed to, own Marvel or its Intellectual Property. This is all just so that I can take my maladaptive
Disclaimer - I don’t, and have never claimed to, own Marvel or its Intellectual Property. This is all just so that I can take my maladaptive daydreaming and turn it into something so that it does not ruin the rest of my day.
DoorMan #105
Red Hearth[April 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
“That,” He breathed out, standing up properly before dusting off imaginary dirt from his clothes, before turning to look at the mirroring enchantment and said with his arms spread apart, the backdrop of the golden explosion right behind him, “--Was an…EXPLOSION!”
Jin’Ya deadpanned at him before flashing into the room right next to him, one of his claws expanding in size, heading towards the Chi storm. He might have warned them if it was someone else but not Jin’Ya, the dragon was leagues above anyone he knew in terms of absolute energy manipulation.
He knew that it had something to do with the fact that the older and stronger a dragon gets, the more energy dense they become, no matter their species. Jin’Ya, already made up mostly of energy anyway, had a natural advantage when it came to dealing with energy related incidents.
The barrier that kept the storm contained at the edge of the ritual circle stayed in place, only parting a bit as the claw entered it, trapping a small amount in a purple circle before the claw effortlessly came out of the containment, slightly smoking with golden fumes. “Hmm.”
“What?” He asked the dragon, jumping on the balls of his feet, too excited about the new weapon he now had in his arsenal. He knew that all other variants of his Rasengan were destructive and was curious if the Chi one was the same or not. Did it perform mass healing for anyone in the range? Or did it give everyone super cancer as their cells desperately tried to make use of this absurd amount of Chi suddenly being pumped into their bodies with no clear pathway for their cells?
“It is destructive in its nature,” Jin’Ya summarised before flicking his enlarged claw, dissipating that energy as the storm within the ritual circle too began dying down, almost a full minute after the point of impact. It was kind of scary how long he could keep the effect active, if he pumped as much energy as he could into the Rasengan.
“If you try this in an area full of humans, you will only find abominations and cancers after the spell is dispelled, same for most beings in the galaxy. Only the high level beings, like the Royal Asgardians, can take the attack head on and have their bodies healed instead of exploding into an uncontrollable mass of cells.”
“Oh,” he said, slightly saddened by this because he thought it could have utility in creating a giant area of healing with a single attack for mass healing in the middle of a battle.
“Alternatively,” Jin’Ya continued, “you can try assembling a group of powerful people, not as strong as royal Asgardians but maybe on the level of the Kree or your resident Super Soldiers, and then subject them to the smallest level of Chi you can fling at them, and maybe that will heal them.”
“Nah,” He waved the suggestion off, “No need to risk anything. I will just not use it at all.”
They exited the room and found themselves standing in front of a very excited Banner, “What was that?”
“That, Dr.Banner,” His conjured arms spread wide apart, glowing yellow as he went for a repeat of his previous digalogue, only for Jin’Ya to swat at his arms and disintegrate them, “Don’t.”
“Spoilsport.”
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As it turns out, after extensive testing, they could definitely answer that the Kinetic Lasers were very up there in terms of overall destructive prowess, sending lasers in all directions upon impact, with very high intensity.
But the one that would result in the highest possible casualties has to be the Water Rasengan, which just spewed water in all directions with such force that people would just be shredded apart before they could have an opportunity to drown.
It reeked of War Crimes to him so he resolved in not using that, at all. The imagery itself was horrible, he didn’t know if he could even stomach the real thing happening.
The light one was the one that surprised him the most. The Light Door in and of itself was pretty much just a portable flashlight, with not that high of a brightness. BUT when he used the Light Rasengan, the result was very different.
Extreme Heat and light generated from the attack, capable of melting steel and blinding anyone in range. Finally, he had some sort of offensive attack with the light element.
Maybe now he could finally have something in his arsenal that would ward off the vampires. Speaking of vampires, he wondered what the Red Matron was doing?
He knew that after the Ta-LO operation, she was pretty injured and had retreated to heal her wounds because if the whispers were to be believed, the Ancient One ruthlessly used her as a meat shield, forcing her to tank all the attacks while the Ancient One herself prepared the attack that drove Dormammu off.
Even then, it was astonishing that the Ancient One had to literally sacrifice her arm for good. Like, intellectually, he knew that Dormammu was one big bad bastard, but to see the effects of fighting him off was humbling. He still had a long way to go but hopefully, he would never actually have to fight Dormammy himself.
He could just off Kaecilius and his merry band of zealots the second they try to attack Kamar Taj or if he was just lazy and failed in stopping them, rely on Strange to fend off Dormammu. After all, Stephen Strange was destined to be the best of us or so the Ancient One would say in a particular reality. He just hoped she was right because he still had flashes some times, of that horrible time in that fog, of those never ending hordes, of that sheer pain he had to endure to open a mere portal.
He really hoped, to Stan Lee, that he would never have to face the Demon himself.
“I was really hoping we could conduct some experiments with that. I think Extremis can absorb the energy you can throw off, specifically the life energy from that explosion.”
His brows furrowed at the suggestion but he nodded, “Okay, schedule a time and send me a list for the equipment and we'll get it done.”
Bruce nodded and went on his way, and he went his way. To the Portal Room.
Jin’Ya flicked his claw and a hole in reality opened up as he jumped into the portal and began falling down. Usually, he would just open up two small Air Doors beneath his feet to slow his fall and then a couple on his back and chest to stabilise his descent.
This time, he did no such thing as spider limbs conjured out of his back stabbed into the ground, stopping his descent. There was a jerk but it was negligible as he did a three point landing while standing upright.
He came face to face with the spaceship, his spaceship. It was not much, but it was his and he was going to do a complete makeover of the ship, armed with the recently acquired knowledge of enchantment and also the manual that had arrived earlier today.
Today, was the first day, to get to know the ins and outs of the ship. Tapping twice on the key, the ship’s lights lit up twice as he entered the cabin and immediately coughed and used the Air Door to flush out the entire space, as the smell of fuel and chemicals was too heavy for him to breathe properly, and he was a superhuman.
He had a hunch that this particular restoration project was going to take a while.
Oh, well. It just meant he had more stuff to do and that was never a bad thing.
