Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey. But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan. "Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul." Satan offered. Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. "I... I want you to be my friend." And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul. ... Year 2021, As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, "F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me." ... 1935, Earth Hector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff. "I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it." He muttered. He was, from then on, Hector King Washington. "WOOF!" And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful. [A/N: MC is going to be a sweet badass old man.] _______________________ [TAGS - OLD MAN MC, OP, SLICE OF LIFE, WHOLESOME, ROMANCE, NO HAREM, ALTERNATE HISTORY, KINGDOM BUILDING] ____________________________ I do not own anything except the main character in this fanfiction. ____________________________ For advance chapters- www.patreon.com/misterimmortal Check out my other fics if you like this one by going into my profile. Thank You.
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[NEWS]
Who is this man? Where did he come from? Nobody knows, but we do know that his impression of President Washington... the second one... is impeccable. We tried to get an interview with him, but it's too hard to get a hold of him.
In the next segment, our defence correspondent is here to discuss the latest move of President MacArthur for military intervention in Libya.
Correspondent: We are still not out of our previous commitments. Entering another warzone will squeeze our budget tight. I don't know if we can keep supporting baby bonds, health services and other welfare schemes."
News Anchor: So you are against the war?"
Correspondent: I am against putting American lives at risk for something that's only going to make a few rich folks richer. Our administration has failed the nation. That's the reality. You know, that President Washington costume guy, I wish he was the real deal.
[NEWS END]
Hector watched various channels to see what the situation of the media was. It was not very good, except for a few channels. All were corrupted and bought out. The American people were being fed garbage. This was the result of a market that's a bit too free.
"It seems I will have to launch a crusade or something." He muttered while on his way to Shield headquarters.
Soon, the car ride came to a halt in front of a skyscraper in the middle of the river. Hector got out and looked around. He could feel that multiple eyes were on him. The whole area was most likely under the influence of the SHIELD.
"Sir."
"Natasha? Haha, I knew you'd be here." He found his adopted daughter waiting for him at the entrance, wearing a professional suit that didn't suit her.
"Hmm, I never took you as office lady kind," he patted her head.
"Grandpa, I'm afraid the higher-ups have denied you from entering the premise," she said, looking strained. If she could, she'd have let him destroy the whole building.
But Hector laughed, "Haha, of course, they would. But they have no authority. I created SHIELD, and I wrote the law concerning the chain of command in SHIELD. Surprise, surprise, I have the highest authority even now, and unless they change the law, they can't do anything. Let's go in,"
"What? B-But..."
He went straight past the door and stopped at the entry scanner device. Instead of scanning his palm, Hector tapped the buttons on it and turned the lights green, "Bwahaha... master code, kids."
Shocking every agent in the vicinity, he ignored them all and entered the lift. "Which floor is your Director's office, Natasha?"
Taking a sigh, she tapped on the panel, "I don't even care about getting into trouble anymore,"
Hector looked back. The lift had a glass wall from which you could look outside. He chuckled inside, ~Is this the lift where Steve beat those guys?~
*DING*
"This way, grandpa,"
"Logan, watch my back and heighten your senses. If you feel anyone is listening to us, kill them. Kennedy, stay by my side, your ass may be superhuman, but it's still an ass that can be split apart with a good blade."
"By the way, who is your director?" He asked.
"It's Colonel Nick Fury, ex-Army, ex-Special Force. He's a big fan of you, to be honest."
"And you trust him?" He asked what matters the most. After all, 19 years was enough time for someone to go corrupt.
Natasha didn't agree nor deny it. She was still new to the agency, after all. She joined it on her own this time instead of being forced to do it. She had free will, and nobody could order her to do something she'd rather not, "I don't know. He's weird."
*WOOSH*
Finally, the last door opened, and there stood a black bald man with an eyepatch, wearing all black clothes under a long black leather coat. He tried to look as serious as possible, but inside, he was excited like a little girl, "What did you give me when I came to your home 19 years ago?"
"Oh, a test? I gave you my medal of honour that I won after winning the Africa Campaign, then I gave you a glass of orange juice, and you let Moony operate your gun," he answered in one breath.
Fury nodded, he knew Hector was in space doing something, but he needed to be sure right now, "How did you know about me looking good with an eyepatch back then?"
Hector smirked, "That's classified. Anyway, is this room secure?"
Fury looked left and right first. Then he walked to his desk and pressed a button placed under the table, "Now it is. And General, it's good to have you back," he saluted this time.
"At ease, son. Do you still remember what you told me the last time? Are you still ready to die for your country?"
Fury knew it was coming. His life was going to change from this moment onwards. He had a bazillion questions. But he stayed silent, "YES, SIR!"
"Good, take a seat. Natasha, dear, you too. Fury, you can trust Natasha with your life. She's my adopted daughter. You know Logan, and Kennedy, well I groomed him since the war,"
"That sounds so wrong," Kennedy muttered.
*Cough* "Anyway, I am here to tell you all something. I created SHIELD not to fight small wars and keep America safe. Instead, I created it to keep Earth safe. Natasha will debrief you later about my activities in outer space, Fury.
"Rest of you, I am going to change American politics from being focused on national interests to be focused on global interests. Currently, our national interest means keeping the capitalist overlords happy, but in this new policy, the target will be to grow the planet as one and work for humanity as one species. I wish to integrate Earth into Space civilisation as soon as possible and make it a member of the UGF.
"So, from now on, SHIELD will help me take down some nasty elements of our society. We first need to clean America before looking outwards. Are you with me, Fury?"
"I am. It's a fact that America under your administration saw the biggest boom and peace. I disagree with the current folks in power." Fury agreed. He had his own doubts deep inside, however.
He was a person who never agreed so easily. But he'd rather be in Hector's camp and watch things from the inside than be outside and stand against him.
"Great, let's start with the World Security Council," Hector took out a file from the bag Kennedy held.
Fury was confused, "What do you mean?"
Hector didn't make any suspense and dropped the biggest, fattest bomb, "Alexander Goodwin Pierce is a senior HYDRA leader secretly,"
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"MOTHERFUCK...!"
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Seven days later,
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
"AWOOOOOO..."
With a big cute birthday hat on his head, Moony sat on the chair. A giant multilevel cake was placed in front of him with many candles. He was excited and licking everyone's face who came near him.
The Ravagers, Ancient One and even Fury were present there. They were in a massive animal shelter that Hector opened years ago at Moony's request. And since Moony was the boss here, he ordered the animals to behave. So, from a cat to a horse to a smuggled lion recently found, everyone stood around and watched while also getting lots of pats from everyone.
"Moony, look here for the photo," Hector was acting like any loving father would. While Diana was the acting mother, making sure that Moony didn't eat the cake too soon.
~I LOVE THIS! I LOVE THIS! I LOVE THIS!~ Moony was repeating this one thing again and again. He never had a birthday like this.
"Professor Moony, I brought the whole school," Jean soon arrived with the School for Gifted Children staff. Charles, Erik and Raven had gotten older, but visibly they appeared late middle-aged. Raven was the same, though.
One after another, each appearing person would put their gifts near Moony, soon creating a mountain of them.
"Okay, let's cut the cake,"
Hector placed a sword's hilt on Moony's jaws. "One... two... three... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
The good boy slashed the cake like a master ninja and cut out a small slice. He used his big chubby paw to pick up the piece and looked at Hector. ~Dad.~
Hector took a small bite from Moony's paw. After all, the first bite goes to the one you love the most. But then Moony turned to Diana and called her. She took a bite from the same slice and kissed the boy on the forehead.
"AWOOOOO!" he howled at the sky. ~BEST DAY EVER?~
After being done with his parents, he called Jean, Yelena, Natasha and Peter individually. He was going to feed it to everyone, including all the animal friends there.
*BEEP BEEP*
Hector's phone rang just then. He read the message. The content made him grin dangerously, "Haha, take that, dumbasses."
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US Senate.
"Yea,"
"Nay,"
"Nay,"
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A roll call vote was taking place under the guidance of Dick Cheney as the Vice President. The content of this vote was particularly important as they sought to change the laws regarding national security, mainly SHIELD.
The President and the rest of the people in control had found out that Hector had created loopholes years ago to give himself the highest authority in SHIELD. They could not openly come out and do something as that would prove Hector is real.
But slowly, as the votes were being cast, it became clear that Hector's reach had not diminished. It had just gone silent due to not having a full majority. But now, when he was back, all the sleeper cell representatives and Senators were activated. They belonged to both parties, and this sent a chill down the spines of all who knew what was going on.
It became clear that Hector could stop any law from passing if he wanted to. The House of Cards was ready to fall apart at Hector's light touch. For a master of Galactic politics, what was a small planet?
The game had only begun, and Hector won't let any sinner run. Not from justice, and absolutely not from his Fist of Freedom.
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