Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 307 The Origin of Hawke and the Origin of the Harp (Third Update!!!)
Yes.

George Stacy.

His future father-in-law.

However, George Stacy in this timeline looks a bit green, as if he has only recently joined the New York Police Department.

Hawke thought to himself.

He remembered that Gwen had said that when George first joined the NYPD, he wasn't in the 21st Precinct, but rather in a precinct in Brooklyn as a patrol officer.

As for the older-looking guy next to George, he wasn't Ben Ulric.

Ben Urick was George's mentor and partner after he joined the 21st Precinct's Major Crimes Unit.

this……

Hawke had no recollection of it.

He stood aside, like an outsider, watching the crying blonde woman. After hearing the whole story, he looked at himself and his younger sister, who appeared to be in a second-hand baby carriage.

The reason young George came to the door was simple.

The blonde woman's husband died.

Three hours ago, he was found dead in an alley about three blocks away from here.

The blonde woman tearfully begged her neighbors to look after her son and daughter, and then left with George and the others.

When the blonde woman returned home that evening, her eyes were swollen from crying, and she was holding the shopping bags she had retrieved from the police station.

The shopping bag was stained with blood and was crumpled.

Three cans of milk powder.

Two outfits, one for a boy and one for a girl.

Hawke stood quietly to the side, watching the blonde woman take things out of the shopping bag, and frowned slightly.

next second.

The light and shadow around him reversed, and Hawke was now standing under a streetlamp. Not far away was the church he knew very well—St. Paul's Church, where he and his sister had been adopted.

The blonde woman then lowered her head and kissed her and her sister's foreheads deeply before placing them at the church entrance. She then knocked on the church door and quickly left without looking back.

But she didn't actually leave. Instead, she hid under a streetlamp in a building until she saw the church door open. The priest looked around but found nothing. He then carried her and her sister back into the church. Only then did she turn away, her expression filled with grief but also with relief.

Hawke watched the blonde woman walk further and further away until she disappeared from sight. With a thought, he raised his right hand, and a single tear that had fallen from her eye the moment she turned to leave appeared in his palm.

Tears glistened.

Hawke sensed the emotion in the tear and watched the blonde woman leave, his mood remaining largely unchanged.

Again.

There are only two reasons for abandoning it.

One is that they don't want it.

The other option is that we can't afford it.

But whatever it may be, it's all in the past, and Hawke no longer cares.

and so……

Hawke clenched his right fist, looked at St. Paul's Church not far away, took a deep breath, and looked away.

He already knew very well what happened next.

He didn't want to recall it anymore; after all, there wasn't much to remember about his experiences with church and community adoptions.

Especially the day my sister died in 2008.

He doesn't want to go through it again.

therefore!

It's time to get down to business.

Time needs to be closed-loop.

Hawke remembered what the Ancient One had just said, and a thought struck him. When he reappeared, he was already in an ancient castle in Sokovia.

The Hydra's Castle.

"Strength!"

"Keep going, you'll be out soon."

"effort!"

"Wow... Wow, wow, wow!"

A Hydra agent carefully dried the newborn Jean, wrapped her in swaddling clothes, and handed her to Wanda, who was also drenched in sweat on the bed.

Although Wanda looked somewhat weak, her eyes were filled with excitement and nervousness as she took the violin from the swaddling clothes.

Hawke looked at Wanda, who was leaning against the bed, looking at Jean with a strange gaze, even though she was very weak. The image of the blonde woman holding him after he was born came to mind.

Time slips away unnoticed.

In a room inside the castle.

Pietro and Qin met.

Pietro, who had just undergone the Citrick superpower experiment, looked somewhat tired, but was still happily playing with the swaddled Jean.

"By the way, Wanda, have you thought of a name yet?"

"Ah."

Wanda, who was sitting on the sofa holding Qin and breastfeeding, nodded upon hearing this, looking at Qin in her arms.

"Qin."

"Qin?"

"It means God's blessing."

"……All right."

Pietro listened to Wanda's explanation, looked at the harp in the swaddling clothes, and said to Wanda, "I thought you would just hand this child over to Sitor after it was born."

"This is my daughter."

"Although her birth may have been a mistake."

"but……"

“This is my daughter, my piano.”

Upon hearing this, Wanda, who had just given birth, looked at Pietro with a maternal glow on her face and spoke earnestly. Then she continued to look down at the baby harp in her swaddling clothes, teasing it with a smile.

Pietro looked at his sister, paused for a moment, then joined in the teasing. Hawke watched from the sidelines like a spectator.

However, when the night was deep and quiet, he appeared silently beside the crib, looking at Qin sleeping soundly inside.

But the moment he appeared, Qin in the crib seemed to sense his arrival, opened her eyes, and then, as if she saw Hawke, gave him a bright smile with her chubby little face.

Hawke originally just wanted to get a closer look at his blood-related daughter.

but……

He looked at Qin, who smiled brightly upon seeing him, and smiled back. His right hand passed through the present and reached the past, gently touching Qin's little nose as he greeted her: "Hello, Qin!"

As he finished speaking, a phantom image of a fire phoenix seemed to appear in Qin's large, bright eyes.

As if sensing something, Qin happily moved her limbs.

next second.

The lights are on.

Wanda, who was standing nearby, turned on the light, looked at the piano in the crib, smiled slightly, took the piano out of the crib, hugged it in her arms, and gently hummed the local Sokovian baby talk.

Qin was very excited at first, but gradually quieted down as Wanda sang. One of her little hands held Wanda's hair, while the other little hand, facing out of the bed, seemed to be holding a finger.

Hawke's fingers.

He looked at the violin, which seemed to be holding his own fingers, and then at Wanda, who had lulled the violin to sleep and himself to sleep as well, and couldn't help but smile.

When Wanda woke up with a start, it was already morning.

Wanda first glanced at her arms, then immediately looked at the crib. Upon seeing the piano inside, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, she paused slightly, and subconsciously looked at her arms again.

Standing beside the crib, Hawke looked at Wanda, who seemed to be thinking about something, and a sentence involuntarily came to mind.

Pregnancy can make you stupid for three years.

but……

Hawke glanced at Wanda, then looked at the baby in the crib with wide eyes, seemingly able to see his own piano, and smiled slightly: "See you next month!"

For Qin, who is still in swaddling clothes, it might be a month.

But for Hawke, it was just a fleeting moment.

Hawke accelerated the flow of time to ensure he appeared in each of Qin's monthly periods.

Because Qin told him that he would come to see her every month.

and so!
Time needs to be closed-loop.

soon.

When Hawke reappeared, another familiar face appeared.

Anna!

Long black hair.

Black leather jacket.

Ok.

It is indeed Anna.

At that moment, Wanda was holding her violin, looking wary, and had retreated to the corner of the wall.

"Don't take her away."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her."

"I promise."

Anna knelt down, her voice gentle, her eyes tender as she looked at the infant Qin, then at Wanda: "But she must leave here, otherwise, we will all die. Believe me, we cannot bear the wrath of the Demon King."

Hawke, who was standing silently to the side, touched his nose when he heard Anna's serious words.

Is he terrifying when he gets angry?

Nope.

Hawke asked himself the same question.

At that moment, Anna also reached out her hands towards the swaddled piano.

But Wanda still refused.

Upon seeing this, a Hydra agent immediately activated the nanobots inside Wanda's body. With a muffled groan from Wanda, Anna took the violin and turned to look at the Hydra agent, her voice filled with extreme anger.

"What are you doing..."

"boom!"

Just as Anna was reprimanding the Hydra agent, Jean, seemingly sensing her mother's injury, also went berserk. A powerful phoenix force erupted from the baby, instantly turning the five Hydra agents belonging to Strucker, excluding Anna, into ashes.

As for Anna...

Anna, who was closest and the first to be hit, did not turn to ashes. She was simply blasted away by the Phoenix Force, slammed hard against the wall, and then fell to the ground with a thud, entering a near-death state.

This is not because Anna has a special constitution.

It was because Hawke intervened.

But just as Hawke subconsciously thought Anna was his friend who had made the move, he realized what was happening.

Ok.

This finally explained a question he had after listening to Anna's story.

Why didn't Anna die on the spot when she was so close?

and so……

It was he who intervened and protected Anna, preventing her from dying on the spot. That's why it took Anna so long to appear in the Underworld and for him so long to learn of Jean's existence.
Hawke thought to himself.

Just then, Hydra agents who had heard the commotion rushed in from outside.

This includes Sitrek.

But when Sitori and the Hydra agents stormed in, their eyes narrowed involuntarily.

because--

They saw a fire phoenix.

Although it was very small and looked very miniature, it was indeed a phoenix rising from the ashes, its wings enveloping the harp in its swaddling clothes. Under the shocked gazes of everyone, including Wanda, it slowly landed in Wanda's arms.

……

(End of this chapter)