44 World War Saitama: Part 4

"Ughh…what happened?" Dabi asked as Saitama helped him sit up, with his head pounding.

"Some creepy demon girl knocked you out I guess," the caped baldy replied as he surveyed the damage to his mansion. "Well that's just lame HAHA talk about a bunch of homewreckers!"

His ears perking up, the overpowered man sensed a number of instances rushing towards them. Ryuk hung silently in the skies above as he seemed to be watching something race through the jungles, where a trio of silver blurs leapt from the trees.

"What the hell-" Dabi began as one of Lex Luthor's tall, bald robots that resembled Saitama came at him with its fist raised. A single punch from the real thing, however, quickly reduced it to an explosion of scrap metal, while two more attempted to punch the real bald clown from behind.

"Whoa! It's like I'm looking in a mirror!" Saitama laughed as he punched twice more to obliterate the androids that were reminiscent of himself. "HAHAHA I must meet the person who built all these me-shaped toys!"

A wave of around 25 one-punch-bots leapt from the jungles and attempted to blitz Saitama all at once, but some consecutive normal punches easily shredded them into scrap before they could even get close. One of them managed to slip by, however, where it reached Dabi and in a blur of motion, punched him square in the chest.

"Gahhh!!" the flame villain coughed as blood splurted from his mouth while he flew into the trees below, quite a distance away.

"Oh Dabi, always getting knocked down now," Saitama giggled as he appeared behind the android and ripped its head off. "These things pack a punch eh? I guess I should be honored that a robot army was based off of me!"

A massive group of 150 bots leapt from the treeline next, where they all flew at the real one punch man at breakneck speeds with their fists raised. Grinning wildly, Saitama let out an ear piecing laugh as his own fists became a blur of motion.

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"Well, I guess the one-punch-bots have made contact with the target," Lex Luthor commented from the skies as a decapitated head of one of his robot soldiers flew past him.

"Leave him to me, I'll take him out!" Homelander declared as he flew off towards the distant jungles below.

"Hey, wait, don't go alone!" Yamcha yelled after him as he followed the American-themed hero, diving towards the lush green vegetation.

"Imbeciles," Lex stated flatly as he watched his two wingmen breakoff. "The plan was to stick together and approach the objective as a team."

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A scrapyard worth of metal now littered the roof of the expansive mansion as Saitama dispatched yet another wave of super-fast, wall-breaking robots. Serving as nothing but fun target practice for him, the one punch man reared his fist back as another wave of 50 androids leapt out of the jungle towards his location.

Before he could begin throwing his well-aimed punches, however, a red laser beam suddenly rained down from the sky and shredded the advancing robots into many severed pieces, slicing through their metal bodies like a hot razor.

"Hey! I was playing with those!" Saitama complained as he turned around to see a blonde, muscular man who was draped in an American flag cape descending from above.

"No need to thank me," Homelander said with a confident smirk as his glowing red eyes returned to normal while he hovered above the caped baldy. "So here's the thing. A super-powered individual like yourself wanting to take over the world? I'm totally on board! I've been dreaming of doing the very same thing in the dimension where I'm from: a revolution led by those with superpowers!"

"Wait, I'm confused. I'm guessing you were from another team of heroes sent over here HAHA but you want to join me instead of fight?" Saitama asked as she scratched his bald head.

"That's right," the star-spangled superman replied as he crossed his arms. "Where I'm from, I'm a God among men, the very best supe ever created. Nothing could stop me, and I feared nothing. I will gladly join your cause and lend you my amazing, world-conquering strength, I mean I only joined these bozos when they told me about you. Now, of course, I'd be taking over leadership…"

"HAHA hold on, leadership?" the caped baldy laughed from below. "I'd be happy to accept your allegiance, but I'm the leader, no questions asked."

"You don't understand," Homelander chuckled menacingly as his eyes began to glow red again. "The only reason that you're still alive is because I'd rather have you on my team than fight you. Otherwise, I could have very easily done the mission that I agreed to and take you out. Either you serve me and we continue your revolution as partners, or I end you here and now."

Stunned by the superhero's sheer overconfidence and insane arrogance, Saitama proceeded to laugh for a solid minute as he nearly doubled over from the force of his laughter, to the point where Homelander began to grow quite annoyed.

"Tell you what, buddy," the bald clown gasped as his snickering finally subsided. "You wanna be the leader? Cool, I'll fight you for the position."

"Huh? Fine by me," the super scoffed as he cracked his knuckles. "But I warn you, I won't-"

Homelander didn't even get to finish his sentence as Saitama was upon him and promptly hit the muscular man with a point-blank punch. The entire island shook as the foreign superhero was shot backwards by the immense force and sent careening into one of the jungle-covered mountains, where the entire mound of rock exploded into a giant landslide of trees, mud, and solid Earth.

Falling out of a hole on the other side of the mountain as he punctured through it, Homelander groaned in pain as blood trickled out of his mouth.

"I-I got hurt?" the false hero coughed to himself, shaken up that he'd been struck hard enough to experience pain. "That's it, he has to die!"

His eyes glowing a furious red, Homelander's superhuman sight allowed him to pinpoint Saitama's location, where he fired his laser vision straight at him.

Pausing just to yawn, the caped baldy leapt and dashed around the striking red beam as he jumped at the blonde man faster than the eye could see. Freezing in fear as he lost sight of his opponent, Homelander was struck from the sky by a chop from Saitama, where he face-planted into the jungle floor below with enough force to create a crater several times larger than himself.

Spitting blood into the dirt, the false hero was about to shoot back into the air, only to sense his foe land right next to him, where he was forced back to the ground by a heavy boot to the back.

"HAHA now, admit my leadership and pledge yourself to me, or die here!" Saitama laughed as he pushed his booted foot so hard into Homelander's back that even his superhuman body began to groan and crack from the force.

"I-I'm the Homelander, I'm the strongest man in the world!" the muscular man groaned in pain as he attempted to resist the bald clown's foot. "N-nothing can defeat me! I'm unstoppable!"

"Okay, 'Homelander', well consider yourself stopped," Saitama teased with a sadistic grin as he began to bruise the man's spine beneath his foot as he pressed even harder. "It really doesn't matter to me if you'd rather die or serve me, but I'm warning you now, this is your last chance."

Tears of frustration filling his eyes, Homelander pounded the dirt as his nose began to bleed. As much as he didn't want to admit defeat, what remained of his common sense recognized that Saitama's strength was superior.

"F-fine…you're the leader," the blonde hero groaned.

"What's that? Couldn't hear you there?" the bald clown continued to snicker.

"You're the leader, okay?!" Homelander yelled as he felt the pressure on his back finally let up.

Brushing himself off as he levitated into the air, the once-arrogant man stared back at the grey-clad man with a reawakened sense of fear.

"Excellent! Well, it's a pleasure to have you on the team. You can call me Saitama!" the caped baldy announced cheerfully as he offered his hand.

"They call me Homelander where I'm from…" the false hero replied sheepishly as he shook Saitama's hand. "If I hadn't approached you and tried to fulfill my mission by defeating you instead, you'd have killed me, right?"

"Oh who knows, maybe you'd have gotten the upper hand on me eventually" the one punch man teased again. "Either way, siding with me was probably best for your health."