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The Boys: It's Hero Time

While fighting both Kevin and Vilgax at Niagara Falls both them and Ben get sucked into a portal created by the Null Void projector. Only it's not the Null Void they land. They land in a world where Superheroes are just a bunch of corporate puppets and think they can do whatever they want. But no more as it's a real Hero's Time. -)-)-))-)-)-)-))-)-)- I don’t own anything in the story and all credits goes to its respective owners. Author: AUfan62 link: https://www.fanfiction. net/s/14131419/

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Chapter 17: 45K & Blue Hawk

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"Rumors are also circulating that this has been in the works for a while now. But both refuse to give a statement at this time." The news caster says.

At that moment a bell rang signaling someone entered the store. "Hi can I help yo-" Hughie began to automatically greet, but upon turning around he saw it was Butcher.

"Fucking kid works fast." He simply say's.

"How long have you been out there?" Hughie asks, noticing how creepy his timing was.

"One hour. The bar. Meet us there mate." Butcher simply orders, before walking out.

"The fuck." Hughie mutters, before going back to the counter.

He then went on his phone, but as he was about to message his boss he saw a news notification about A-Train's new A-Trainers (Sneakers).

He quickly started to have a panic attack and began hyperventilating.

"Hey man I was-" A customer begins to speak, then see's Hughie's state. "You okay?"

After a few seconds Hughie gets his breathing under control. "Yeah I'm-I'm good." He tells him with a stutter.

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1 Hour Later, Bar Bathroom

"Okay, it's ringing." Hughie tells the two of them, standing outside the two stalls of the mens bathroom.

"Why are we in the bathroom?" Ben asks.

"Yeah, hello?" Hughie greets when the call is picked up. "Hi. Hi. Yes, hello. Hello, Mr. Friedman. It's Hughie Campbell. I got your message, and-and 45K, it's just..." Turns to Butcher who makes a face with an 'ok' sign. "It's just... it's bingo, like, life-changing." Mimics the sign.

Pause

"Um, but I just need one thing before I-I sign anything. I need an apology from A-Train." Hughie requests.

Pause

"Well no and a no." Hughie replies, Butcher signals to hurry up. "Yes, he sent his... he sent his regrets and his sympathies on... on TV." Ben then makes a sad face and pretends to wipe his eyes like he's crying.

Butcher points the finger gun at him, before signaling Hughie to roll with it. Hughie then changes his tone to that of him crying.

"But I-I... if I could just get an apology face-to-face, that would be fantastic. Just to... just for closure, just to put... just to put a b-button on it."

Pause

"All right, in that... in that case, can you just give me..." Stops. "Uh, hello?" He asks, then with realization he say's. "I think... They hung up. I don't think they're gonna go for it." He assumes.

"Just wait." Ben tells him.

"Oh, yes, they will." Butcher adds with a fiendish smile.

"If you excuse me. I gotta go to New Jersey." Ben tells them out of the blue.

"For what?" Hughie asks.

"Best Food trucks there." He say's. "Least that's what that yelp thing tells me." He adds as he's out the door.

"So he just does whatever until you call him?" Hughie asks.

"Don't get your balls worried for nothing." Butcher shrugs, before leaving himself.

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Trenton New Jersey:-

Near a public park a food truck serving hot dogs was having a good business day. Weather was great, people tipped good and there was a long line of customers.

Most of the patrons were African-American except for 1, Ben who was in the middle.

He had his hands in the pockets of his Champions sweater. This was because after being pointed out by Butcher he should conceal his Omnitrix.

Which made him wonder why nobody back home noticed it. Still weather was starting to get cold anyway.

A hand suddenly taps his shoulder, making the kid turn around. He saw a guy in his mid to late 20's wearing sweats and smiling at him. "Yo you lost bro?"

Ben then points to the food truck. "This is Trenton Tray's Trailer right?" He asks.

The man laughs and turns behind him to say to his friends. "Finally a white boy with good taste." This earns him a laugh from his compatriots.

"Uh thanks." Ben say's, unsure if it was a compliment. As the line shortens a bit Ben asks. "You come here a lot?"

The man chuckles. "Bro I be coming here more than I go to church."

"What's the Trenton surprise?" Ben then asks, when there close enough to see the writing.

"If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise." Came the reply. "But it's good." He assures him.

Just then cops pull up as well a Vought labeled van and another sleek looking car. Police immediately stepped out of the car, but a camera crew came out of the van and Blue Hawk came out of his own car.

"Shit." People mumbled.

"It's Blue Hawk." One person added.

"Sorry for the inconvenience folks." The Police modeled supe called out. "If everyone cooperates I'll be outta here in like 10 minutes." He tells everyone, but only gets silence in response.

Soon Blue Hawk and the cops began going person to person to ask about drugs.

As Blue Hawk approached a middle schooler Ben heard the man talk nervously with his friends.

"Shit we gotta get outta here."

"You crazy man, then they'll shoot us."

"We get caught we're dead."

"We don't keep the package we dead."

"Just need to get him away from us."

Ben didn't know why they were so scared, but he knew that they were scared for a good reason. He then looked and picked up a rock.

Then looking to make sure that neither the cops, supe or cameras were pointing at him he threw it at the car. He aimed for the cop car, but it hit Blue Hawk's, cracking the glass and sounding an alarm.

This got everyone's attention, including Blue Hawk's. Ben took this opportunity to run and find a safe place unnoticed.

Turning off the alarms the Police Sponsoring supe asked. "Now who threw that?" In a loud tone. Starts marching around, looking for any signs.

"Was it you?" Points to one person.

"You?" Points to another. "Well someone had to have seen it."

When nobody responded, the supe chuckled. "Looks like we're gonna be here longer than I thought." He tells them, getting a few groans.

"What's going on here?" A new voice called out. It was Wildvine, who jumped on top of the food truck and looked around.

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