The Birth of an Empire

"So tell me, Harley, what was the Joker's old hideout like?" Saitama asked as he and the jester-dressed woman sat at a beachside table, a fruity drink in front of both of them.

"This is insane, I didn't know a guy like you could fly!" Harley Quinn replied as she leaned back in her chair with her feet up on the table. "What a rush that was! We got here in like, thirty seconds! Is this really Miami?"

"I don't actually fly HAHAHA, I just jump," the bald clown answered as he slapped a book down on the table next to his Mai Tai. "Now, what was your old boyfriend's hideout like? What was his style?"

"Well, Puddin' used a few different places. Abandoned carnivals, abandoned warehouses," Harley replied as she stirred her drink while thinking. "They were always dark, but he always found ways to make it fun!"

"Dark, eh? Hehehehe well tell me, how would you feel about somewhere tropical?" Saitama asked with a grin, pushing the book towards the pale-faced woman.

"Atlas of the Caribbean?" she asked as she read the title, before flipping through the pages that showed various maps of the different Caribbean islands. "Huh, you wanna relocate or something? I guess Gotham is kinda gone."

"I've been studying this Earth, and I think that this sunny island here is perfect," the smiling villain answered as his pointed towards a map of Dominica. "It's got mountains, plenty of places to live, and it's an island all on its own. It's the perfect hideout!"

"I mean, sure, Puddin', but it says here that like, over 70,000 people live there," Harley replied as she read over facts about the small island country.

"Hehehe…HAHAHAHHA…wait here…" Saitama snickered, before devolving into full on laughter as he got up and strolled over to the beach. Bending his knees, the caped man blasted off into the air as he soared over the Atlantic Ocean.

The bald clown had estimated his trajectory so that he shot high up into the stratosphere, his jump causing him to sail into a shallow arch that put him all the way up at 50,000 feet in the air. The ocean still speeding by far below as the wind howled in his ears, Saitama watched the multiple islands until he caught sight of the particular Caribbean nation. Smirking, the caped baldy clenched his fists as he eyes picked out the country's population centers.

"Consecutive Normal Punches!" Saitama exclaimed as both his arms became a blur while he directed hundreds of super-fast blows towards the island's multiple cities and towns. The poor, unsuspecting Dominican people didn't even know what hit them as dozens of punches that had the power to shred mountains bore down upon them. The Earth shook as entire municipalities were flattened in seconds, where the island became awash with gigantic blasts of dust as the cities were reduced to powder.

His momentum slowing as his super-jump reached its arch, the one punch man fell back down as he careened towards the tropical paradise like a Human missile. Landing on his feet, a tiny crater former below Saitama from the force of him hitting the Earth as he grinned madly at the fruits of his destruction. As if the country had been hit by a barrage of silent nukes, the bald villain had decimated 97% of the nation's population and every single major settlement within the blink of an eye.

Bending his knees again, the fallen hero blasted back into the sky and careened towards the coast of Florida. Sipping her drink as she stood on the beach, Harley Quinn watched in awe as Saitama abruptly touched down in front of her seconds later, him impacting the beach causing a shockwave that blew back several of seaside tables.

"Alright, Dominica is clear, wanna head over and find a place to move into?" Saitama asked with an accomplished smile on his face. "I'd suggest that we go meet the neighbors first…but there probably aren't any left! HAHAHAHAH!"

"Wait…what?" Harley asked in confusion, her empty glass dropping to the sand. "What do ya mean you cleared it? Like, killed everybody?"

"Oh, the survivors probably won't give us any trouble," the bald clown grinned menacingly. "So, what do you say? Care for a hop across the water over to my new place?"

The jester-clad woman was a little stunned. It wasn't that her new accomplice had had slaughtered civilians on a massive scale- the Joker regularly toppled innocent people- but it was the fact that she wasn't used to dealing with someone who could obliterate entire nations that caused her to pause.

"Eh…what the hell, let's go!" she replied finally.

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"Hehehehe oohhhh, I like this one!" Saitama exclaimed as he stood in front of a massive white and blue vacation house that was nestled in the Dominican mountains. "Yep, I think we have a winner!"

The 12-bedroom mansion better resembled a castle with its three floors and enormous balcony that offered a great view of tropical jungles surrounding it. Having lived in an apartment previously, the bald villain was greatly impressed at living in such a massive dwelling. Not only that, but he also considered the entire island his turf now.

"Well would ya look at that," Harley sighed as took in the gigantic home. "I could have an entire room in there for my weapons!"

"Well then, I have the hideout now, so what else am I missing?" Saitama asked as he stepped into the front alcove of the giant, albeit empty house.

"Goons," the jester girl replied with a snap of her fingers. "Every bad guy has his henchmen."

"Henchmen eh…" the bald clown wondered out loud as he scratched his bare chin. "Where do you find these?"

"Just get some of the survivors here to do it, they probably need jobs anyway," Harley answered with a shrug.

"Nah, I don't want normal people, I've seen that this world has some strong individuals HAHAHA," Saitama grinned as he greedily rubbed his hands together. "Let's get a bunch of skilled people over here, that would be fun!"

"Seriously? What, you just wanna invite a bunch of random villains here then?" Harley snorted.

"Nope, because if people want to work for me, then they're going to need to prove that they're above and beyond the best there is…" the bald clown said with a shake of his head. "HAHAHAHA in order to decide who is going to join this empire of mine, we're going to host tryouts!"