The Storm King!

Author's Not: Before we start, This is going to be rewritten, I got more than a little excited and front loaded a lot of stuff. I didn't want this to go to waste so here it is. I do hope you Enjoy!!!

Storm King

Air Gear - Worm

Anthony Grey

The draft of air made me grumble a little in the morning as I pulled my blanket closer as I rolled over in bed. Instantly, I knew something was wrong; something was poking me in the stomach along with the weird texture that was pressing against my body. It was like a spark had gone off within my brain as I shot up straight from where I was laying only to discover my surroundings were not those of my bedroom anymore. Panic struck, but I was already moving passed that as I jumped up to my feet. The blankets trying to tangle me up pulled my attention from my surroundings long enough for me to calm down and release a chuckle at the situation at large.

The comical situation helped me to calm down enough to feel the things that were in my hoody pocket. With a sigh, I pulled the items out and found that they were little potion bottles with words written on the side.

Excitement bubbled up within me because I knew these things, but I couldn't for the life of me get why I had them. Then there was also the little thing of not even knowing there was an Air Gear essence. Rolling the little potion bottle over in my hands, my thumb brushed against the label discovering that it was folded over. Reading the underside, I had to stop the manic grin from spreading across my face as I read what it said.

Warlord Essence - Peak human, infinite willpower, endurance, stamina, mild regeneration. Master of all armed and unarmed combat. Ability to call forth customized homunculi troops trained and equipped. The number is determined by your level of power along with enchanted weapons. Absolutely loyalty of your troops.

Rule Breaker - warning drink directly after another essence. Breaks all rules of previously drank essence, no limits, no cooldowns, instantly best without training, no drawbacks, etc.

remove- Air Gear Essence -transforms drinker into peak prodigy gravity child. Instantly learn and master all skills, abilities, and air trek creation along with all technology from the setting.

Crafter - Beyond genius intelligence, and flawless working anything created will never rot or be destroyed through violence. Can conjure inorganic materials needed for crafting from thin air. Can craft anything from technology to myths and anything from legends. Swords are able to cut through anything and invulnerable armor, etc. Can force specific abilities onto items through sheer skill and ability to craft on conceptual levels.

Without a second thought, I downed the Warlord's essence, then chased it with the Rule Breaker's essence. Ohh boy, it was like I was the eye of a storm as power coursed through my veins. I would say that it was power like no other, but I had two more essences to drink and I was barely halfway down my high before I pulled the stopper out of the second bottle and downed its contents. Sparkly little lights flash across my vision as my brain got bombarded with the knowledge that wormed its way into the little nooks and crannies of my grey matter.

Mighty hands pound the pavement cracking its surface and sending little shards everywhere as I shudder from the experience of such a transformation down to my core. Then once more I chased that with the final essence potion.

With a deep shuddering breath, I finally stood up, but that almost didn't happen as the blanket decided that it wanted to trip me up. I barely shifted as I balanced on a tiptoe, my reflexes, stability, and motor functions working perfectly to balance and stabilize my motions. With a snort, I reached down and ripped the blanket from its tangled mess only for my attention to be drawn by the sudden sounds of a guitar case topple over.

With a raised brow, I looked it over with a keen eye due to the stickers that were placed on the front boldly. There were all the stickers from Sleeping Forest, Tool Witches, Sabertooth, and Skull Sabers. Rez-Boa-Dogs. The sticker that really drew my attention like cat nip was the Kogarasumaru sticker with the crow mocking me. Between on eye blink and another, I was at the guitar case a hand on the clips.

When I opened the case, I wasn't let down as I found a fresh pair of size eleven Air Trek skates in brand new condition waiting for its rider. Around the AT were parts, repair tools, and other miscellaneous items that went with the At. In the other compartment though was a brand new electric Gibson guitar with all its polish and trimmings. The moment I touched the guitar though, I knew something was off. When I plucked on of the strings, I could feel, see and know everything within a hundred feet of my location and had to pull my hand back. It wasn't from the information overload, that was fine. No, it was because i knew that skill and ability, it was from the tuner girls of the air trek universe.

Shaking that thought away, I left the guitar alone and grabbed my pair of air treks. Once I had them on, I did a few basic stretches feeling out the changes in my body. I was already 6'2 and at an easy 230 pounds which placed me as not too fit but also not a couch potato which was damn good for a guy in his early 30's. Now though, I was easily 6'10 and well over 220 pounds with defined muscles and a build that made me look very much like Captain America.

A hand came up to my face and I realized that the beard I had started to grow at a decent length was gone and now I had a close shared and neatly trimmed face. My low fade was gone and was replaced with cornrows going into dreads which made me chuckle. I hadn't had this much hair since middle school, but I had a fade around the sides and back and the dreads up in a tie. Okay, that means I didn't have to deal with a hot neck, I guess I could rock this for a time.

Once I was finally finished inspecting my new and improved body, more than happy about all of my flaws being gone. I grabbed my gear and that was it for this place. With an easy push, I was moving swiftly through what appeared to be a warehouse towards a set of double doors. Those were locked, along with the other four sets of doors.

With a frown on my features, I finally started to get angry when I couldn't find a quick way out of this damn place.

This all changed when I noticed a skylight open to the outside. My face split into a grin as I leaned forward, the muscles in my legs tensed as I smiled as the world layed out before me. I could read angles, slopes, distances and even vectors and rotational forces. With a shift of balance and weight, my Air Treks revved under me kicking up dust.

Then with a mighty kick, I vanished from my location as my AT's kicked into high gear. Two hard pumps of my legs had me shooting across the warehouse floor and increadible speeds. My lead foot lightly touch the wall, then my trail foot followed but I was already going upwards. I shifted to the right, throwing out a arm to off-balance the case of my back as the motors in my AT's shot me up the wall.

Then a flip took me upside down a hand snapped up, grabbed the hanging metal rail, swung myself up and over, then grind along the rails. Sparks flew underneath my as I sped down the rails, my eys locked onto my only escape out of this place. A leap took me upwards and finally out into the early morning. Freedom was mine to claim as my heart beat powerfully within the barrel that I called a chest.

My arms spread wide as I enjoyed the sky, and the wind flowed around me as a comfy blanket, soon I would have my regalia and the sky would forever be mine.

1 Week Later….

Perched on top of a building, I watched as Storm Tiger and his little mooks father up the cash from the safe house. Standing off to the side, Cricket was relaxing against the wall of the alleyway, not a care in the world. Watching for another twenty minutes, I smiled as they finally loaded up the truck with all of the cash. Now it was my time to strike and that I did.

Cricket's head swung around, but it was already far too late for Storm Tiger as I planted a solid spartan kick into his chest. There were the sounds of crashing and snapping followed by a boom as he went through the door and into whatever wall was on the other side. Ducking low, I let Crickets kama swing over my head as I spun on a stabilized hand taking her knee's up but she was able to rotate around the leg that came up for her face. She wasn't able to get out unscathed from the air pressure of my air gear though as it sent her flying backward into the wall. Not letting up on the pressure, I was on her again with a fist planting into her stomach, then throat before grabbing her head and slamming it into my knee.

I heard the sounds of grinding metal before I saw him, but I was more than prepared. The wall next to Cricket exploded as Hookwolf came barreling out as if he was a freight train. With a spin, my wheels sparked across the ground two times, then three and four, flames engulfing my legs.

"YOU FUCKING DEAR!" Hookwolf snarled, but I said nothing as I hit him hard fast, and rapidly multiple times. Both the heat and the air pressure within the alleyway skyrocket as I bounced from the wall, the ground, and along the edges of the buildings.

It was clear that Hookwolf had some type of combat skills but it was also clear that he had never faced anyone on his level or above it. He never saw it coming as I came to a sudden stop, feet lashing out in a reverse heel kick. Once to create a super heated vacuum with my AT's, then a second time within a split second which exploded his lower hips as my prototype flame regalia absolutely demolish him. Then I twisted around and followed it up with a heel drop shearing off a section of his chest along with his right arm.

Blitz - Classic tactic of striking hard and fast when your enemy least expects it.

Prototype Flame regalia - burns hot enough to ignite air with minor friction lacks conceptual flame, but capable of flames hot enough to melt steel into liquid.

He was down for the count.

With a snort, I turned my back on him and the rest of his extra-crispy friends as I walked to the open van. Checking the inside, I found the keys where they should be getting in, I turned the van on and drove out of there heading for a drop-off spot I had selected beforehand. I had more important things to do than to worry about if some Nazi assholes lived or died. It took me a fifteen-minute drive before I got to the location and hopped out with some haste to my movements.

Getting out, I went around back and did a quick count totaling up to 15 full duffel bags of cash, this was a start if anything. I had six bags transferred over before someone called out to me.

[-Glory Girl-]

"Hey, asshole!" A scream came from above.

Turning towards the voice, I had to drop one of the duffle bags as a fist came flying toward my face. Catching the fist just inches from my face, I ignored the surprised look on the other person's face as I took in her appearance. Tiara on the head, golden blonde hair, and flying around in a skirt that just might be too short since it was definitely above her knee's in length.

"Hey, don't you ignore me," Glory Girl scowled as she pulled her arm back and then went for another swing as I let the first hand go.

With a snort, I dodged around another wild swing of hers, "It's clear you lack discipline."

Her face twisted into a scowl, "Yeah, well you're a villain, now stand still and let me punch you."

Ignoring that, I brought my hand down fiercely across her backside, *SMACK!* "Naughty girls get spanked.

She swung at my head, *SMACK!* Her fear aura meant shit against my infinite willpower and that shield of hers couldn't stop my sonic vibrations, and neither could her clothes. So she swung, and I smacked her ass again and again before she finally released a moan as my sonic ministrations finally pulled a reaction out of her.

"Aahhnn!"

"Are you ready to behave yourself," I asked as I stood across from her floating and panting form. She couldn't see the smirk on my face behind the mask, but I was greatly enjoying myself as she rubbed at her behind.

Glory Girl growled at me, "I don't have to take this from some villain."

She flinched as I raised my hand, but I turned that into rubbing at my chin, "When did I ever say that I was a villain?"

Her face kept its scowl, "You're in a back alley, wearing a mask and moving bags from one car to the next. How are you, not a villain."

Now it was my town to growl at her as I took a step towards her floating form, "That doesn't make me a villain and even if I was, it would also be a situation where you should have disengaged and called for backup. Now it sounds like you want me to put you over my knee. Because it's clear you lack common sense and might need some proper adjustment."

She floated back thinking that she just might be out of my reach, but I was very much faster than her as my AT's kicked into high gear and I was already planting a firm hand across her ass cheek. My hands went to work sending sonic vibrations through her body tweaking both nipples and her clit in one pass. All she saw was me vanishing from one location to appear in another before the aftershocks made itself known.

"Aahhnn! Stop that." Glory Girl ground out around the atomic blush spreading across her face. Her legs were pressed together but there was no hiding the nectar that dripped down the inside of her thighs.

"Not until I get an apology from you for trying to punch my face in," I replied, then left an afterimage before as I gave both the left and right asscheek some more proper adjustment. This time she did fall out of the air as her orgasm took her by force.

Catching her before she could hit the ground, I held Victoria in a princess carry as she enjoyed her little moment. Once she was back to herself, I let her down while I transferred the rest of the money into my other vehicle.

"So why are you moving those bags?" Glory Girl finally asked me while standing well out of arms reach.

Stopping, I looked at her, then looked at the last 3 bags, "I robbed the E88 a bit ago." I replied with a shrug.

"YOU WHAT!" She returns in a surprised yell.

With swiftness, I moved again, I planted the another strike across the left cheek, then two on the right cheek. Then because I wanted to keep things fair, I gave her left cheek one more smack for proper discipline. Then as I appeared again at a location just outside of her arms reach, I watched as the vibrations rocked her body. There was no way for her to stop any of the vibrations from attacking her nipples and clit, this left her panting against the wall. I went for the last bags while I tried not to smirk at the collateral Barbie, so I gave her a glare.

"Maybe not yell it to the world," I growled as I slammed the trunk shut.

There was a stomp of her feet as she placed hands on hips and glared at me, "Stop doing that, and I thought you weren't a villain?"

I snorted at her, "I'm not, but fuck those nazi scums. And I'll stop giving you a smack bottom when you learn some common sense or manners."

She stomps her foot again, yet the atomic blush on her face never left. Rolling my eyes, I ignored her as I walked around to the driver's side, "Well, it's time for me to go home and you need new underwear."

"And who's fault is that?" She asks me with a glare.

With a chuckle, I shrugged my shoulders, "Well, I guess it's mines since I did tear them apart."

Now it was her turn to roll her eyes at me, "That didn't happen…" She started to say until the sea breeze flowed through the location and she was finally aware of the extra air she was getting.

With a smirk, I held up her pink frilly little undergarment before opening my hand and allowing the tatters to just flow away into the wind. The went blew again bringing with it the arousal of Glory Girl even if she was putting up a front.

"I would go home if I was you, plenty of perverts out here willing to share an image on PHO, and next time, its Sir, or Storm King, not hey you," I stated before getting in the car. The vehicle jerked a little as she kicked the back, but I didn't care nor was I going far. I watched her fly off in the side view mirror, a hand between her legs to keep her skirt down. It was time for me to get out of dodge once more, Kaiser might have a tracker on that vehicle.

I do wonder how he liked his slightly cooked dog, I did leave him medium rare after all.

Dallon Residence…. With all four of her cheeks burning red, Vicky was able to get home in record time before anyone had a chance to see her and take any pictures or video for PHO. Vicky found herself taking a quick shower, the cold water working wanders to ease some of the pain she was getting from her very pert rear.

Her shoulder had taken at least an extra twenty minutes to complete, and when she had finally finished, both Amy and her mother were home. What made things even worse was that it was clear her father was also having one of those bad days. Vicky had been home for a few hours now and it was clear that her sister was onto her about something being wrong. Amy had came home and Vicky never barged into her room and from the moment she had gotten out of the shower, Vick had lain on her stomach within her bedroom refusing to roll onto her backside. There was no escaping her sister's healing touch though when dinner came around.

All it took was their hands brushing with the passing of the salt for Amy to freak out, granted. It was hard enough to sit after that asshole had spanked her bottom.

Amy's hand snapped out and grabbed Vickies by the wrist, "Vicky, what in the hell happened to you?" The tone of voice she used was one part surprise and the other part frustrated.

"Nothing," Vicky growled even as she tried to pull her hand back, not too forcefully though. She didn't want to hurt Amy with her own super strength.

"But you've been hurt and…." Amy stopped herself as pink dusted across her face.

"What is she talking about Victoria?" Asked her mother Carol Dallon clearly unimpressed with the both of them.

"Nothing Mother,"Vicky replied quickly even as she turned a glare towards Amy.

Not letting it going, Carol turned a stern gaze towards the healer. "Amy?"

Ignoring them both, Vicky pulled her hand out of Amy's and sat down with a huff. Her jaw clenched from the pain on her backside.

"Well?" Her mother pressed and it was Amy that spoke.

"Someone spanked her," Amy replied while giving Vicky a flat look.

"Victoria Dallon!" Carol instantly returned her voice already going upwards towards screeching territory.

She rolled her eyes, "Its fine mom, didn't even leave a bruise."

"That's only half the point, and you didn't say anything about a villian being able to go right through your forcefield." Carol went on. "And why didn't you call for backup, your Aunt Sarah and I could have been there within minutes. What about the PRT, did you even call them?"

There was a tink sound as the fork that was in her hand broke. "They would just make it worse okay."

"And why would that be the case?" Her mother Carol pressed.

With a huff, Vicky ground out her words.

"I can't hear you Victoria," Carol replied swiftly.

"Because I was the one attacking him, he wasn't a villain." Vicky all but shouted at her mother. "And because I wasn't paying attention or even asking, he decided that I needed discipline because for some reason he thinks I don't get any from home."

"And what kind of discipline has your sister worried about you?" Carol pressed, and Vicky could see the vein at her temple throbbing.

Now it was Vicky's turn to be angry, so she threw her hands up, "He put me over his knee and spanked me until I apologized, happy now."

"He did not!" Carol returned, shot clear on her face.

Vicky hung her head, "He's some new parahuman tinker brute combo; told me to call him sir or Storm King."

With blam! Carol slammed her hands onto the dinner table, "HE WHAT!"

Vicky cringed a little, "I said what I said."

Carol's head snapped around to look at the other person at the dinner table that hadn't said anything. "Mark, you're not going to say anything about some strange man spanking our daughter?"

Mark looked up from his plate, and they could all see the husk of a man he once was, it was also clear he was not on his medication. Mark looked around the table and shrugged.

"Well fine, I guess I'll solve this my way," Carol replied with a huff before snatching her dinner plate up off the table and storming off.

With a sigh, Vicky shot Amy a glare before going back to finish her dinner.

Anthony Grey - Pulling into the garage of my shop, I hit the camo button deactivating the cloak before popping the door and getting out. Walking around the back of the vehicle, I popped the back and left it for one of the guys to grab the gear. Leaving them to do their jobs, I hit the stairs and made my way into the open workshop. Bent over a device was the very nice perk rear of my mechanic as she worked on the guts of the machine. Walking over, I gave her ass a pinch before taking a seat and waiting for her to finish.

Even though I was so very tempted to just pull her from the work as that ass wiggled in my face. The mechanic's jumper she wore did all kinds of amazing things for my libido, but I didn't. What I did do was look over the computer and found that she had already completed the nano-forge and was on a material synthesizer because there would be plenty of materials we would need over the coming days and weeks. There was also a note about me creating a replicator. Sigh, from the look of things, I would need to create an industrial-size version if I wanted anything to be made to proper scale or with haste.

Maybe, I could create the atomizer beam on a waldo type arm so it could fabricate the part or material within a certain location. As I typed away at one of the note-pads, my mechanic had finished up what she was doing and I suddenly found myself with a hand full of blue hair bombshell.

With a smirk on my lips and a raised brow, I looked her over as I made a head motion toward the machine she was working on, "So what's the verdict?"

"It will work, but we are limited by both the feed rate and the power to run it long-term." Bulma replied with a look towards the machine.

"Power isn't the issue, but the feed rate might bottleneck us." I replied after a few seconds of thinking.

She gave her pert ass a nice wiggle as she got more comfortable in my lap. "It will work for now and we can use it to build a larger version, but enough of that. I have a surprise for you."

I took a moment to take in what she just said, "Really?" I questioned her as she pulled out a remote and pressed it. Then before I could say anything else, a little drone bot came hovering over into the mechanics bay carrying a box within its forearms.

Bulma didn't say anything but I could feel her vibrate with energy as the little bot dropped the box in my hand. With swift movements, I had the wrapping removed and the box open. The thing inside glowed a vibrant green but was the device itself that took my breath away. I had the schematics and I had the parts but I was putting it off for some time now and she not only completed it, but from what I could tell, also gave it an upgrade. Bulma had built me a portal gun which made me like a kid in the candy store as I scrolled through the menus and options of the device.

Placing the device on the table, I decided that it was the right thing to do by giving my fair lady her just rewards, she did work so hard after all. It was only fair. The clips to the jumper she wore opened up for me to fill my vision with bountiful flesh. Okay, she gets points for that because who doesn't love a sexy wrench wench. Lips met flesh as our temperature rose. Nipples were suckled shirts and pants were discarded.

I was deep within her silken grasp, we hadn't started to move yet, but he hot wet and tight embrace fluttered around me as if to milk my dick. Then it was on with her hands around my neck, Bulma rode me hard while holding on for dear life. I nibbled, suckled as I shifted her this way and that through positions before finally having my fill. It was a good four orgasms later for her before I pulled her close and came deep within her womb. With the rough frantic sex out of the way, we both sat their luxuriating in the cuddles before another one of my summons decided to arrive and make herself known.

Without even missing a step, Miranda walked in, looked around, located me and walked right over. Taking the free seat at the table, she placed her items on the desk and gave me a look. With a sigh and a roll of her eyes, Bulma got off my lap with a wet squelching sound. With a sigh, I also got up and grabbed the personal cleaner after Bulma was finished with it. Once I was finally cleaned and dressed, I placed a elbow on the table and gave Miranda my full attention, my chin steady in my palm. Instead of replying to me, Miranda just raised a brow and made a slight gesture.

Pulling away from the table, I watched as she brought up a hologram and then launched into her presentation.

"So, good news and bad." Miranda started as a few files opened up. From what I could see, she had been both in contact with the Mayor and Danny out of the DWU. "The Major can get us the claims for the vessels in the boat graveyard, but the Coast Guard doesn't have enough personal for Overwatch. The DWU is can do the work, but he doesn't have a solid number on what all the metal is worth. Then there is the other part of him not having enough people available at the moment."

At this, I snorted, "So its up for grabbeds but no body has the manpower to do anything about anything even if we could make the move."

"That sums it up," Miranda spoke, "Also, the Mayor is willing to make the deal and give us the ferry station on both sides of the bay, but the caveat is we have to be able to move the tanker before the month is up."

Now I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes, "Of course he did… you didn't let him get away with such a stipulation, right?"

The smirk she gave me was all teeth, "I told him we can move it Friday if he can play interference with the PRT for us."

Now it was my turn to raise a brow at her, "What did he say about that, the last time I check, his son worked for the PRT as one of their little toy soliders."

"He indicated that not only was he willing to sign a NDA, but also the NEEPA5 laws can not interfere if he was to commission someone for work that clearly can't be performed by anyone else." Miranda finished with a smile before sliding a few papers my way.

Looking down at it, I saw just that, both an NDA and a contract to the Mayors office to remove the massive tanker and clean out the boat graveyard. The pay would be whatever we could recoup from the ships salvage along with the ferry station. I did notice that he didn't include anything for the ferry statin and we would get it as is and would need to refurbish the place ourselves. I was alright with that and from what I was seeing it looked like that very high priced parahuman lawyer was really worth his salt. The reason why I thought this was because everything was accomplished over a three-day time frame.

From the moment I had created Miranda and set her on the path of being my business manager, Quinn had been put to work with the money I had gathered on my first night here. I didn't need the Number-man to put together a ghost account at the local Brockton Bay bank branch. Plus, a minor donation from Empire had given me the numbers I needed to hire the right people for the legal jobs.

"Alright, let me put in some tinkering time and then got look for Lobo and Yoruichi," I replied after a thought.

"And what about Thomas?" Miranda pushed.

"We can have someone take him out while they are all distracted by the ship moving, might as well hit three birds with one stone." I replied with a shrug of the shoulders.

Miranda gave me a nod before standing, "I'll call the Shepard twins and get a plan drafted for you." Then with that, she turned and walked away with a swaying of the hips that drew the eyes. Since I wasn't needed to watch over her shoulder, I rolled my neck, and pulled the portal gun towards me. I would need to get this fitted to a arm gauntlet and make a few more of them. Then I had some other gear I would need to make for tonight, if I pegged her correctly. Brandish was going to be out for blood, to bad the milf doesn't know what she is about to tangle with.

3 Hours Later…

My fingers drummed onto the table as I watched the update progress bar on the screen of my computer. The helm I was wearing was great for protection as it was made from a combination alloy of viburnum and nth, but it was still lacking in tech. Now I had communications, augmented reality linked to drones and my team hackers along with a variety of sight modes. I even installed a rebreathing unit with worked as backup for the nth metal in the mask.

Staring hard at the wheels, I grunted as the final pieces slotted into place completing the 3rd of 5 regalia's that I was building. Since I had planed to used a reinforced rotary system, I could hot swap between Storm, Orca and Spitfire and the others that I might have equipped at the time. No way in hell I was ever going into a fight with only one set of kings tools. Plus, I would need to practice and break them in with some proper tuning.

Finished with that, I looked over towards my gauntlets and found that Bulma had finished those which means they were very much ready for me to equip. I didn't really need the gauntlets, but I was of the mind to have them and not need them. Than to not have them and need them. Plus, I wasn't about to punch metal and other materials with my bare fucking knuckles.

Sliding my chair over, I watched as Bulma sorted out the micro reactor, tested the articulation of the fingers, then did the same for the other hand. Once she was finished, I held my hands out as she placed them on and I hummed a little as the gauntlets auto fitted themselves to my hands and up my forearms.

Aiming off towards the side, I did a flex of will, a beam of green shooting out to hover in the air. Another flex of will turned the portal transparent. Bulma and I looked through it to the upstairs of the building before I dismissed the portal all together. I then ran through another battery of test making sure everything worked from the shielding systems to the pocket dimension.

While I was dealing with all that, I threw in a couple collars that would come in very handy depending on who I run into later. As I worked hands traced my neck and slowly massaged the tense muscles there. After some simple personality improvements, and an absorption factor. I finished in time to notice the green glow of medical ninjutsu.

Blinking, I turn towards her while noticing the time on the wall clock. "Yes, Tsunade?"

She hummed as her fingers raced through my hair, "Mercy and I finally got approval for work at the hospital, also the PRT wants to set up a meeting."

I took less than a second to think about that, "To bad for them, I'm busy."

Snort, "figured that would be what you would say." Tsunade replied, "You will have to speak with them eventually."

"True, but eventually doesn't mean right now." I replied smoothly before getting up from my seat. Stretching, I smirked as Tsunade bit her lower lip as my bear chest flexed all the muscles for her to see.

*Tsunade is only 5'3ft*

Tsunade gave me a shrug, "You're not wrong," Then she shifted topics. "So is the workshop up and running?"

I gave it a thought, "Its just about up and running, but you will need to run whatever you need by Bulma."

Tsunade gave a thought then gave me a nod of the head, "Thanks, I'm going to need her to build me some medical scanners and a few medi-beds."

Then before she got out of arms reach, I was grabbed by the collar and pulled down, my lips meeting hers. I could taste a little bit of sake because you might be able to create the person from the anime but you can't remove their vices. With a raised brow, I watched as Tsunade sauntered away, a sway to those deadly hips of hers. I was in absolutely no denial to myself, rule breaking the Warlord essence was a phenomenal idea.

Rolling my shoulders, I placed my mask on my face, then vanished from my location in a burst of speed only to reappear on the roof of my building. Checking to make sure no one was watching, I then vanished again from my location and reappeared on a street two blocks over to the south. As I appeared on the street, I ignored the looks I received as I cruised along with the cars on the road.

No one was prepared for me as I easily hit 40mph, went between vehicles like any other motorcyclists on the road. At one point, I even pulled up next to some shirtless jag-off on a pumped up Harley. He took one look at me, revved his engine and took off. To bad for him, I was all about that life. We turned down a main way and really opened up the throttle.

The speedometer in my mask pegged me at 103mph down the straight before something caught the guys attention and he put on the breaks. I checked my radar then had to check it again as some asshole on a blue bike slowly caught up. With a spin, I started speeding backwards bleeding off as I watched the one of the cities chief asshole approach.

"YOU ARE IN VIOLATIONOF THE LOCAL SPEED LAWS, CEAST AND REMAND YOURSELF TO PRT CUSTODY AT ONCE!" The big blue asshole spoke through a loudspeaker built either into his bike or suit.

Slowing down to make him think I was about to give myself over, I then made a sudden jump right over his head. Did a mini hop from a light pole and then made sure he saw me glide up the side of the nearest building. Then I was gone, because fuck that guy.

With a thought, I opened my coms system, "Hey, Sombra, were you able to pick up the network he was using?"

"Nope, was busy and Lucy wasn't piggy backing your signal, boss." Came the reply with a hint of a Spanish accent from Sombra.

I checked and found that Lucy was slowly working her way into PHO, yeah, I didn't need to mess with that right now, but soon. I had a massive love and hate boner for that fucking website. After giving it a bit, I finally made up my mind, "Get Bulma to design a series of drones and signal nodes we can start planting all over the state, then for the rest of the country along with a couple satellites."

Sombra snorted, "You want that before or after the industrial sized fabricator units along with material synthesizers?"

"Just add it to the list, and I'll do what I can after moving the big ship." I replied easily.

"toodaloo!"

With a roll of my eyes, I closed the communications channel and skated onwards. A thought brought the blueprints to create halo type Huragok's and I could feel it beneath my skin to push more and summon the tools and materials to also build them. Yet, now wasn't the time so I pushed it to the side. I would need to build not only the creator caste but also the life givers.

Then I had to squat low and duck as a light blade went through where my head used to be. A swift shifting in positions had me stand across from the infamous Brandish of New Wave helicopter mom galore.

"And what do I owe the pleasure of such attempted murder?" I questioned as I slowly skated around the roof.

With a glare, Brandish pointed one of her light swords at me, "You dare lay your hands on my child."

My shoulders went up and down in a shrug, "She attacked a man she had no information on nor understanding of his affiliation," I then glared at Brandish standing across from me in a combat stance. "She lacked discipline."

"Raagghh!' Brandish snarled as she came at me like she was a warrior woman reborn.

With a chuckle that rumbled from my chest, I decided to humor her. She swung high and I blocked it with a leg, she transformed into her ball form to bounce backwards and reposition, I was there ready and waiting for her. This went back for another ten minutes before I felt bored of it all. Carol should have realized how vastly outgunned she was after the first surprise attack didn't work. I knew Brandish was pigheaded, but I never expected her to be a fool. As I dodged out of the way from another slash, I checked the local area for her sister and any other type of back up. What I found made me scoff at the foolish woman.

She grinded her teeth as she stood on the roof of the building across from me, "And what was that for?"

I tilted my head from one side to the other, "You were foolish to approach me without any backup, I expected more from someone with your experience."

Her eyes widened and she tried to take a leap backwards, her body already curling up to turn into that light-ball thing she does. Too bad for her though because I was already moving as a collar appeared in my hand, stretched out and then around her neck before tightening once more. Her momentum froze in the air and I watched as her pupils flashed blue rapidly while the collar was absorbed into her skin.

"What… what… what did you do to me," Brandish was able to force through her lips.

My smirk was one of a predator, "To you… nothing, but to your soul… everything." With a flex of my gauntlet, I had her shifted and moved from the edge of the building to the center. Might as well do this in the open air, more of a thrill that way in case a flyer decided they wanted to be nosey. Brandish had no clue what was about to happen to her. It wasn't even a slave collar just some minor compulsions with more compulsions which would reinforce itself in her soul and mind. The more she gave in the deeper she would fall and there would be no way out of it because it would keep poking at the orbitofrontal cortex of the brain. She had already fallen, just didn't know it yet.

Her eyes widen as the buckle to my pants open as I position her to kneel before me. "Everyone knows you need an attitude adjustment, but they are also equally scared to say anything, but lucky for me. I never play fair."

Brandish blushed as I caressed her cheek, a thumb pressed against her lip, as she put up a little fight before sucking it into her mouth. I watched as the action wared with her internal turmoil before I pulled my thumb back. Planting my feet, I pulled out my harden member and slapped it down across her face. She went cross eyed for a moment untill I dragged my nuts up her chin and her mouth reflexively opened and sucked one ball in then the other. I watched as she warred with what her brain was telling her with what her soul was telling her all the while she never stop languishing my balls with attention.

Brandish shifted gears and released my balls with a popping sound before running her tongue along the underside of my shaft. Then her rebellious nature reared its head as she took a light bite on the head of my dick. With a scowl, I watched as she gave me a smirk and glare of defiance. The jokes on her though because I was wearing a cock ring enchanted with all of the hentai physics which I called the King Stroke.

I pinched a nipple and the moment she moaned out, I slipped right in and down her throat. A soft golden glow illuminated her face as the cock ring activated and made sure we were both under the effects of all the hentai physics. I went down her throat again and again as Carol's nipples got so hard, they scraped painfully against my thigh. Carol was only allowed to breathe when I pulled back and that was only on the 3rd stroke after I made sure to stretch her throat properly.

Her mascara ran, drool dripped down her chin and her eyes rolled back as I fucked her face mercilessly. The collar that fused with her soul was clearly doing its work as Carols body shook in orgasmic bliss a few times under my heavy throat fucking. It was the idle hand that fondled my scrotum sack and the swirl of her tongue that finally tipped me over the edge.

It started as a light tingle before it worked its way up my spine. Then before Carol could react, I was standing straight, a firm grip on her head as I hilted myself deep within her throat. Carol had no other choice than to swallow. And I was very satisfied with the flex of her throat as she swallowed load after load of my special baby batter. When I finally let her go, my legs were a little weak and she was breathing hard. Two light coughs escaped Carol as she gasped for air.

Movement from the side drew my attention and I watched as Yoruichi in her cat form strolled over and rubbed herself against my leg. Rolling my eyes at her, I shook my head as she shifted from her cat to human form. Then said nothing as she decided to clean me up and suckled from my tip. No point in being mad at the horny cat as she placed a light kiss on my crown before pushing my dick back into my pants and buckling me back up.

Walking over to Carol, I pulled her up and checked her over only to find heavy blush on her face. Rolling my eyes, I peered over to where Yoruichi standing and watching me. "How did your mission go?"

She smirked then stretched nice and long before answering me, "Found the little trouble maker after two laps of the boardwalk, gave the information to Loba, same with Thomas Calverts house."

I gave her two nods of the head, "Good, good, let me know when you find Kayden. Best remove her now instead of when I take down that Nazi fucktard."

Yoruichi hummed, "You plan to help Lobo take out the Merchants?"

I chuckled at that and shook my head while I performed a little aftercare on Carol. "He's good on his own, but that doesn't mean I don't want to watch the show."

There was a soft titter of laughter as my ass was pinched and Yoruichi vanished from the roof. With a sigh, I picked up Carol in a princess carry before also vanishing from the roof with a burst of speed. No words were shared as I dropped her off in the backyard of her home. There was a development when I turned to leave, I barely was able to take a step before her hand grabbed the back of my jacket and gave it a small tug. When I turned back to look at her, I found Carol with rock hard nipples and still blushing face. Rolling my eyes at her already being so needy, I stepped forward and smashed my lips against her own as I fully dominated her.

Leaving Carol dazed in one of her lawn chairs, I raced across the city heading for one of the merchants' little parties that Skidmark liked to throw. Cutting across town with speeds unmatched, I came across a building overlooking the abandoned mall with my team sitting on the roof ledge. Already drinking were Zoro and Kyōraku while Bakuya and Unohana sat with grace as if the world couldn't disturb them. Om and Kuvira were playing cards and the rest were taking bets on how long it would take Lobo to trash the party and for the PRT and cops to show.

With a sigh, I took a seat at the table set up for me and waited for Tsunade to pour me a cup. The atmosphere was nice and the company was peaceful, so of course that was when Lobo decided to show his face. With a roar of engines, his bike came flying over the cities skyline as he made a beeline for the mall that was thumping to the rhythm of the music being played.

"HAHA! MAIN MAN IN DA'HOUSE!" Lobo roared as his jet bike crashed right through the roof and into the mall.

[The Main Man-]

Lobo…. Ignoring the music, Lobo pulled right up to the center stage and jumped right off his bike.

"THE CHAMP IS HERE!" He called out, both arms raised to the sky.

"And who da'twat waffle are you, ya' shit muncher?" Skidmark ask, well he could only be Skidmark in how ugly he looked. From the drug, cum and piss stained clothes, to the janked ass teeth to the ultra-bad smell that floated over.

Waving a hand before his face, Lobo brought up his hook, "I'm the main man, and I got you on my list."

"MUSH, show this bitch ass crotch snot how we party!" Skidmark called out while waving his hand and firing anything he could find in his pocket.

With a jump and a roll, Lobo got the fuck out the way before tossing his chain at the little gremlin. The little bastard tried to dodge, but he was the main man and was already jumping towards them. The massive shadow that loomed over him didn't even scare Lobo. With a quick movement, he pulled out the bad boy and fired off a vacuum burst round.

The thing that called itself Mush lost an arm as the spray of trash and junk was scattered all over the place from his shot. A follow up round took the trash monster in the chest and Lobo didn't even care to check who had screamed out in pain. Landing withing least lunge rang of Skidmark, Lobo hit the switch on his baby and shot the wall creating a portal outta this party. Dashing forward, he ducked under the wrench that flew at his head and swung his arm upwards smashed into the mini eggs of the junkie before following through on the motion and throwing him into the portal.

A quick finger toggle of his baby two shot closed the portal just in time to hear a mighty squeal. Standing up, Lobo pushed a pinky finger in his ear and wiggled it around a bit. "What are ye doing you crazy krolo?"

"GIVE BACK MY SKIDDY!" Squealer called through the speakers of that monstrosity of a thing she called a truck.

With a snort, Lobo spat to the side, "Crazy fem thinks she can take the main man."

BOOM!

An easy backhand knocked the shell she shot at him to the side blowing out, wait was that some stairs. Well, it doesn't matter, the Main Man was on the job. With a full belly laugh, Lobo ran forward, his hand nice and open before he smashed into the front of the monster truck.

The engines roared as the wheels tore up the flooring of the Mall.

"HAHAHA! Crazy Fem! I'm gonna keep you!" Lobo called with a full belly laughter before flipping the monster truck over. Stabbing his hands into the belly of the truck, Lobo tore it open to get into the soft center. After trashing her ride, Lobo pulled out the crazy fem and also threw her through an open portal. Tsunade could clean her up and the boss man had enough fems, this one was his.

Maybe he could get her to work on his bike.

[-Jane & John Shepard-]

Jane Shepard… Standing in cloak a little ways off from the door to the warehouse, Jane smiled as she received the notification that Lobo had started his attack run on the merchants. Sending a confirmation back to her boss, Jane activated her communications to the team and gave them all the green signal, the OP was a go. A hand signal had the two approaching the warehouse door shot with stun bolts and dragged off to the side.

Lining up next to the door, Jane waited for Ranger 2 to put the charges on and take a step behind cover.

*BREACHING! BREACHING! BREACHING!*

Then the door was off its hinges with a bang, the hunt was on. Blue lines traced the halls, rooms and open floor of the warehouse as Jane and her commando team strolled through the place with grace.

Slow was smooth and smooth was fast, words to live by and words turned into action this night.

Hyper velocity stun bolts fired out whisper silent due to the nature of the barrel being made out of vibranium combined with shields capturing any attempts of the decibel level increasing noise from escaping.

With a turn, Jane ignored the dog pens even as two of her team peeled off to handle that situation. This allowed her to arrive at the dog fighting ring within one hundred and twenty seconds of breaching the warehouse doors.

As they turned the corner, Jane slammed a hand down on her gauntlet activating the over shield mode with the rest of her team as razor sharp gale force winds slammed right into them. Ignoring the chaos around them, Jane pinged Hookwolf with a mental command even as she unloaded rounds after rounds into his massive hulking frame. The whirling sound of buzzsaws filled the air as the big nazi bastard transformed into a wolf with nothing but metal hooks all over his body.

With a motion, Jane stowed her weapon onto the mag clamps before pulling out her hand cannon all the while sprinting forward to meet the man turned monster.

"FRESH MEAT FOR THE GRINDER!" Hookwolf roared as he charged her down.

With hand cannon in one hand, Jane charged an overload biotic burst in the other as Hookwolf came right at her with a wide open swing. He wasn't ready for the upper-cut that sent him right up and away into the rafters of the warehouse. With a biotic infused leap, Jane followed the brute right up into the rafters of the warehouse. Turns out Hookwolf was already ready for her as a swipe went across her midsection, only reason it didn't open up her stomach was due to the armor and shields.

Jane flew back halfway across the warehouse and Hookwolf never let up because he was already there trying to pounce as Jane made it back to her feet. With a rotating spin kick capoeira style, Jane kicked off Hookwolfs lower jaw but it would take a lot more than that to put someone like him down. Dashing out of the way, Jane ran along side the wall of the warehouse, her suits gyroscope and eezo cores working seamlessly for her as gravity flipped automatically. With a quick look to her squad line, Jane saw all greens and knew that it was showtime. With one last pump of her legs, Jane jumped towards Hookwolf. The singularity already charged over her head, ready and waiting for the bastard. The singularity caught Hookwolf in the air and kept him there.

Landing with a roll, Jane popped to her feet and gave her brother a easy fist bump.

"The others?" Jane questioned with a look towards blood on the floor.

John gave her a shrug, "Wasn't to hard, Cricket couldn't dodge a shotgun and Storm Tiger was to stupid to cover his blind spots."

"The money?"

"Barely anything," John replied as he eyed the suspended cape. "Ready?"

Jane gave her brother a nod before they both primed their biotic, then with a outstretched arm, they pulled Hookwolf apart. The metal that made up his body acted like string cheese squeezed out of a tube as the cape was ripped apart. With a snort, the both of them dropped the remains where they were. Then Jane turned and called over a trooper, they would strip the place, and pack up the dogs before leaving.

There was no point in taking the dead bodies with them, they already had a cape to run experiments on. These three could now be used to send the message, but first a few pictures to help the internet know these monsters were dead. For a moment, Jane wondered what the world would think in knowing how easy she took Hookwolf down.

The Storm King Anthony Grey…. With the sounds of combat dying down, I looked up from my plate towards the abandoned mall while ignoring all the red and blue lights approaching. Ignoring them, I smiled at Hikifune as she placed a few massive meat buns onto my plate. She shot me a smile even as she pinched my cheeks since my helm was retracted allowing me to eat and drink my tea. Her massive bust swayed in my face and I had to ignore the tightening within my pants as she shot me a wink. I'll have to deal with her later.

[-Kirio Hikifune-Deadly Cook-]

There was a tap on my shoulder and when I turned to check, I found a hand just sticking out pointing down towards the street. Looking down and over, I chuckled as Lobo was fighting off all the junkies with just his bare hands. The guy was having the time of his life and I could admit, that flying bike was awesome and if I didn't have my Air Treks, I would have made myself one. Still just might and maybe keep it in my back pocket as a just in case.

I shook my head as someone went flying from a boot to the ass, he even had a boot print of all things.

"HAHA! You can't stop the MAIN MAN!" Lobo yelled with bombastic flare, then grabbed his bike as it flew him into the air. Then he jumped of and like a pro-wrestler and body slammed the ground. Some pure shmuck wasn't fast enough and got flattened like a pancake.

With a shake of my head, I ignored him and the bullshit and turned my gaze toward the blue bike that was pulling up to the scene. Of course he would be here first and from what Sombra was telling me, the guy didn't even wait for his partner Velocity since Militia was off dealing with the wards on the boardwalk.

Finishing my meat buns, I gave a signal for everyone to gather their things, it was time to go. This gained me a series of groans as the drinkers got up along with the tea folks. My noodle eaters were looking like chipmunks as they stuffed whatever was left on their plates into their mouths.

Lobo being Lobo didn't give a fuck about Armsmaster showing up. I almost wanted to face palm in what he did next. Lobo dropped a shield module to keep Colin locked in a place, then had his bike hover over Armsmaster's little arms-cycle. He tried desperately to fight against the forcefield that kept him in place but it was all in vain as Lobo pulled his zipper down, then let it fly as he pissed all over the arms-cycle.

Shifting my attention, I found that Robin had been recording the entire afternoon from the moment Lobo showed up to deal with the Merchants and she was still recording even now.

Down below, Colin went utterly still, then whipped out his halberd against the forcefield and it didn't even budge an inch. Ohh yeah, Bulma made the best tech.

Instead of waiting for the rest, I placed a hand on the railing before jumping over and skating down the side of the building. I performed two loops before arriving on the sidewalk as the cops pulled up. They jumped out with weapons ready for action, but a look from me, then a look to the locked away Armsmaster. The cops wisely put their weapons down, they didn't holster the handguns, but that was alright by me.

"Ignore the moron, you have perps to arrest," I stated then held out a hand. I didn't have to say anything as Robin placed the folders and USB drives in my waiting hand. With a shake of my head and a snort, I held all of it out for the Lieutenant that clearly looked like he didn't want to be here. "Here is the current evidence for the Merchants including video and a spreadsheet with the information on the current safe houses."

The officer looked at me hand, then looked at Colin who was yelling orders and screaming his head off. Officer Riker didn't even have to think about it as he took the evidence and ordered his guys to arrest the merchants. Giving the Officer a nod, I strolled over to where Armsmaster was raging against he cage he was in.

Giving Lobo a look, I raised a brow and waited.

Lobo looked at me then huffed and pouted like a child, "Fine, I can see that I'm not wanted around here anymore."

"You will turn yourself over now for defilement of PRT property." Armsmaster yelled as he pointed a hand at Lobo, then jabbed that same finger towards his piss covered cycle.

Lobo looked Armsmaster in the eye, stuck out his tongue and left after revving his own hover bike twice. With a sigh and a shake of my head, I waited till Lobo was well out of sight before pressing a button on my gauntlet. The shield that was containing Armsmaster dropped and he moved swiftly but still seemed so slow in my vision.

It was clear that he had a lot of practice with the motion as Armsmaster brings his halberd forward to point directly at my chest. A single flash of light before the halberd he tried to brandish at me fell into three pieces. My sword welders are at his side within seconds. Zoro and Kyōraku never even spilled a drop of their sake. Sigh, they were still drinking even though I told them to pack it all away.

Unohana on the other hand had that creepy yandere smile on her face as she stared down Armsmaster. And lucky for him the other toy heroes arrived as his backup, but the look on her face begged me to let her off the leash. With a chuckle, I wrapped a arm around her mid section and pulled her back into me chasing the yonder to melt in my grasp. They were so lucky she was easily distracted.

Velocity stopped in his tracks as he looked from us towards his boss. The PRT vans slowing pulling up behind him and the stand off commenced. With a raised brow I looked them over before a raised hand from the LT took my attention.

Turning away from the PRT, I gave him my undivided attention, back fully turned as I ignored them, "What's the matter LT?"

The LT picked his cap up and scratched gis head, "Well, some of these guys are gonna need medical attention. Don't suppose you got a medic amongst your bunch, ambulance is ten minutes out at the moment."

Raising a gauntlet, I typed a quick message and sent it off. "Clear a section for her to work."

As I finished what I was saying there was a caw as a giant black Raven appeared out from the ground and hovered there. Out of it walked Tsunade and a few medical bots with medical beds. Then the sword king Ghislaine walked out before the black bird collapsed in on itself. Raven stood up from her slight crouch and followed behind the two.

"Tsunade, just flush their system and give them basic medical care, nothing fancy." I told her before going to to look at the LT. "Anything else chief?"

There was a odd chuckle from the LT. "Nahh, I think that's it, well maybe a report or two."

"That's fine, give Robin a email address and I'll get you those AAR's." I stated with a nod.

"Who's Robin?" The officer questioned.

[-Nico Robin- Assistant]

With an offhand gesture, I had the LT look over to the side and noticed the beauty that was standing in the back of my crew looking very unassuming. Nico Robin smiled at the officer even though she waved with one, two, four and six hands at him.

"That's alot of capes," Velocity muttered underneath his breath and I acted as if I never heard him to give Armsmaster my attention as he spoke.

"Are you not scared of retaliation?" Velocity asked while he boss ground his teeth.

Shifting my focus, I tilted my head at him. "The storm does not worry about the ants." I smoothly replied.

That brought a chuckle out of Assault as he bent over and whispered into his Battery's ear. A thumb was pointed my way, "You hear that puppy, the storm doesn't fear ants."

With a chuckle, I deactivated my mask, "Well, you know what they say about approaching hurricanes, you either button down the hatches or risk being swept away." Then I held my arms out to the side encompassing my team "Well, the storms here, whither you and the gangs survive what comes next, now that is the question." I finished with a half growl one step taking me forward, the intensity coming from me made a few people gulped.

Velocity though, I noticed his eyes widen at the sight of my face.

"Are you not worried about the unwritten rules?" Assault questions shocked from my casual face reveal.

I snorted at him, "No ones hiding from some rules not even written down and agreed upon. The gangs will either die or comply, I'm tired of my country being a fucking cesspit." I growled at him, the intensity wafting off me in waves. "So either move or get run over."

Armsmaster tried to step forward but the two sword wielders kept him boxed in. "Are you threatening the PRT?"

Unohana gave a very lady like snort, "Natural disasters don't need to threaten anything." She shrugged her shoulders at them from where she was being held against me. "Either the smart survive or get swept away."

I smiled at her, then placed a kiss on her forehead, "Couldn't have said it better myself."

Armsmaster grind his teeth, "All you are doing is creating a vacuum in a city thats on the edge of a gang war.

With a snort, I turned to speak to him, but didn't get a chance as I noticed how ridgid he went, the armor locking up around him stopping all movement.

"What have you done?!" Armsmaster calls out as his armor stops in its tracks. "Undo this and relinquish my armor back to my control. There will be repercussion for attempting to kidnap a Protectorate Hero."

I could only shake my head at the fool, "Pretty sure no body here wants to kidnap some tin can toy soilder who cant even build good tech."

Before I could say more, Sombra danced forward towards the big blue asshole. "I thought the armor was snazzy even if it was a little cheap, but pero... hablas demasiado, boop!"

Velocity sped over and tried to catch Armsmaster, the key word in that was try. WIth a sign, I turned to look at Sombra who was laughing her ass off over the blue morons fallen form.

"Alright," Assault started wtih a clap of his hands. "We got a name for this boy bang?"

Looking at him and noticing the small shifts in his stance, I raised an appraising eyebrow as I also took in how he was infront og Battery. It was also interesting to note how Assualt kept Velocity in easy to reach arms range which also placed Armsmaster in the same radius. Dude was smart and played the battlefield to his advantage. Yet he was supposed to be the joker of the team who took nothing serious.

Raising a hand, I snapped my fingers and Raven instantly went into motion as she opened a massive black portal back to base. The portal was still shaped as a massive Raven like her namesake. Those that didn't have their own movement skills walked through the portal while those who could vanish did so. Raven closed down the portal and I easy skate my way towards Tsunade since she was still dealing with the last of the damaged.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Assault shifted to another eay of getting answers from me. "Are you not worried about your friend's identity getting out?"

With my head tilted to the side, I thought about it for a second or two before commanding my own mask to retract. "No one is hiding, let them come."

Assault shifted from one feet to the next, worry clear on Battery's face. "So gonna ride the new wave huh?"

With a snort, I shook my head with a chuckle, if only he knew how on point that was. "New Waves got nothing on me and mine, plus some nazi sneaking into my home would never survive getting across the lawn or driveway."

Now it was Assault turn to frown, all the while Velocity was pale and trying to place my face. I knew it wouldn't work unless I gave my name. The retroactive device I had made to give me history in this world doing its job to help him recognize me somewhat.

"Any forceful use of parahuman…."

I didn't even let him finish, "Pathetic," I sneered at the false heros before me. "Just the Meer mention of a civilian fighting back against the forces in this society and your not only quivering in your boots, but far to willing to condemn a man for his natural born right of self defense." I took a step forward, "Nothing but false heros."

"And you think what… smashing up a couple druggie make you a true hero" Battery shot at me venom dripping in her voice.

My smile was sweet and all to sinister, "When one wages war, it's never the operations you can see that you should be worried about."

With that said, I turn with a badass swishing of my trench coat, picked Tsunade up and vanished with a bust of speed, fire trails marked the path I took. I could hear Assulat whisper behind me asking about what war. Velocity on the other hand stiffened as he tried to take a better look at me.

With Tsunade in a princess carry, I took her on a nice little jaunt around the city. When we had finally finished, we had taken a somewhat circle around the place and landed on an abandoned hospital deel in the docks a little aways from the train yard. It was clear to see the extra parking also doubled for a helicopter landing.

Tsunade looked around, grabbed the edge of the hospital roof and broke a piece easily, "Why are we here Anthony?"

"Because as of midnight, this hospital is now ours," I said with a smile them paused, "Well, it's going to be yours to do with once we clean it up in time for the weekend."

Tsunade sighed as she looked from me, then down at the massive building. "And what about Brockton General?"

My shoulders went up and down in a shrug, "I don't mind you volunteering some of your time there but I would be a poor leader if I allowed my people to get exploited." I then pointed below us, "Here you and mercy will be able to call the shots and will have at least 50 medical ninjas and 50 tech healers at your commands with none of the foolishness you'd run into at Brockton General with PRT interfeance."

Tsunade looked around and noticed that the hospital even had a docking port off to the side of the building. Her gave followed that to the massive ship in the distance. "This city is never going to be the same is it?"

Standing at her side, I let out a explosive sigh, "No, this world will never be the same. I wasn't given a reason for being sent here, but I'm an American and my country is under siege and this is now my world." I turned to look her in the eyes, "That is completely unacceptable, I made a oath and even if this is no longer my America nor am I in the service any longer, but I swore to defend my nation against threats both foreign and domestic."

Tsunade gave me a nod of the head, smiling at her, I offered a hand. This time, instead of taking it, she gave me a wink before vanishing in a highspeed shunshin. With a deep chuckle that rumbled my chest, I crouched down, then took off after her.

My legs worked hard as I chased a laughing Tsunade across the roof tops of Brockton Bay. This was the part about my powers that I enjoyed more than anything, the freedom. I had given myself so much responsibilities, so much was placed on my shoulders by my own choice and morals, but it was these moments when it was just me and my people that I enjoyed the most. The sheer joy and comradry of it all gave me a massive dopamine hit unlike any other.

Landing lightly with the front wheel of my left foot, I swung myself around, perfectly balanced on the bow of a ship as I rail grind and then jump with a mighty leap from its bowsprit. A kick of heated air sent me in a rotating and I smiled because any who looked up would see me with the moon at my back. Another kick took me across the night sky allowing me to easily land beside Tsunade as she shot me a smile.

"I win," Tsunade proclaimed even though she was trying to hide the fact that she was breathing hard.

Holding the door for her, I made a motion for her to enter first, "So you did, but I don't remember there being any bets being placed."

Instead of answering me, Tusnade paused half a step forcing me to walk right into her. A hand went back to hold me in place as she molded her ass against me, her other hand went to stroke my inner thigh. Then she was gone again those lovely hips of her swaying as she walked into the base.

Like a lusty hound, I was after that booty, but alast, this wasn't my night.

Robin did her little hana-hana no mi trick as her mouth placed a smooch on the back of my neck from my collar pulling my attention to her. "There is a call for you Anthony, a certain General grumbling about willful brats and about things back in his day."

God freaking damn it…

With a sigh, I hung my head, I could chase that booty later, I had to go deal with my obligations right now. I made the connections with my retcon device, now I had to go and tend to them. Straightening my clothes, I dropped of my trench coat on a rack before walking into my office. Taking a seat at my desk, I hit the accept button cleared my throat, but the old man beat me to it.

There was a grunt, "Shepard told me your operating again."