Marvel Game: Reborn

Today is the Day. Today Vincent's father would teach him. Since the last night von Doom Jr. could not calm down. He waited for the morning to walk for the father and ask him to start the lesson. What Victor will teach him? Physics? Math? It doesn�t matter. The main thing was that today Vincent will be with his father.
Vincent woke up with the first rays of the sun. He dressed quickly and ran into the father�s room. The corridor patrolled by robots, and except them there was nobody . The boy ran to the high door and pushed her. It was really hard to do this but in spite of it, the bedroom was empty.
�Where is he?� - Vincent thought and ran into the corridor. It was still early. �Is he gone? But he promised to me!� The boy ran to the kitchen, took a couple of fruit and returned to his room. He ate his breakfast and began to read a book about martial arts. Vincent didn�t want to go to sleep, he wanted to run, to jump, so he decided to practice infighting. He imagined that he faced with a scary monster and started waving his arms and legs, imagining that he is a great fighter. How long was he practising � he didn�t know, but it seemed to be it was long enough. Naturally, he defeated all of his enemies, restore the justice in the country and he needed to have a rest. The boy leaned back to his bed and fell asleep.
When he awoke up, Vincent thought it was already evening and his father had forgotten about him. The boy ran out of the room and ran to the father�s office. The doors were closed. He tried to open them but they did yield. He put his ear to the door and heard voices from the other side. Among them he recognized father�s voice. Suddenly the door opened, Vincent had reacted and, by a miracle, saved his face by a heavy door but he hurt his shoulder.
-Ouch! - The boy began to rub his shoulder, gloomy looking at the man who did it. Von Doom Jr. did not know this man, but a stranger knew a kid.
- Oh, sorry. Did I hurt you?
- Yes, you did.
- I'm so sorry. In wasn�t on purpose. Does it hurt?
- No. Not any more.
- Okay. You grew up, Vincent. Soon you'll become higher than your father.
- Great! - The boy smiled and looked deep into the cabinet. Father was busy but still they managed to encounter their views. Von Doom Jr. smiled to his father and waved to him. He wanted to go into the office, sit down near Victor and help him in his business. But he was a small boy and Vincent knew it. The stranger went downstairs and walked out of the castle. Vincent went out with him and started running around the yard.
A few hours later the boy was told that his father waiting for him. Vincent quickly passed through the long corridors, flew into the room where Doom was waiting for his son. Vincent pushed his father with all of his strength.
- What take it so long?! - Frowning asked the boy � I�ve read a book about martial arts, and defeated all of my enemies, can you believe it? - Vincent could hardly stand on foot. - And what will you teach me? Solve complex tasks? Or fighting? - Vincent clumsily tried to hit his father into the stomach.

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