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Chapter 1
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This is turning into a real shitshow. What was supposed to be a normal bank heist to gain funds for my latest master plan has turned into a fucking battle for survival. But let's back out a bit.
A Mid-level bank heist and easy money were tossed around like candy between the crew and I should have known DAMN well that when a crew was thinking that it was gonna be a red flag.
To say nothing about the RED FLAG laws of the City, they more or less gave Hero license to anyone that took the course and the training.
Costumed Gonks were as much a threat to the city's income then this robbery was. But the pot meets kettle considering the goofy outfit you were rocking...at least it was practical.
Anyways I realized that shit was going down when S.W.A.T. didn't arrive. (Escape Plans A and B relied on their arrival.) Instead, some guy dressed as... I don't know he looked like a bootleg Indestructible. (That clued me to the fact that it was a rookie hero.)
Now the problem with rookie heroes is that they don't have the experience to properly cut and run when a villain went out like a cornered animal.
And I shit you not...what happened next wasn't my fault.
One of the older henchmen (Martin.) got an idea to try and test out the Rookie's powers. The idea was logical so I agreed. Turns out the Rookie is bulletproof. It also turns out that he can teleport. What happened next was a fucking massacre! Martin found an arm in his neck before it was yanked out of his throat being ripped out with it.
Of course, that forced me to do the most logical thing I could do.
I'm gonna Zap that gonky motherfucker harder than the pain in Martin's neck.
I breathed in and felt the energy crackle around me.
The fucker didn't know what hit him. The energy blast sent him flying through the wall and into a cop car.
"Run," I told the remaining henchmen. They listened and used Escape Plan F. As they began running I knelt to the somehow still-alive Martin. Blood was everywhere. He was trying to breathe even though it was impossible seeing as his windpipe was wrecked. "It was nice knowing you Martin. Don't worry about your family. I will take care of them." And with that Martin was gone. I closed his eyes with my hand and stood up. The gonky fucker was running towards me. I started running towards him as well my hands full of energy.
Like a Lightning storm, I hit that Rook.
The First hit struck Thunder.
The Second Split the Street in half as the Lightning started a streetwise blackout.
I'd never been that powerful...not in a million years...I'd only been able to Power an Electic Car.
Not like this.
"DIE YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I shouted as I hit the rook again, and again and again, with lightning, the small electrical burns on the face were all I could see, and the bastard's teeth were all still in.
And I wanted them BROKEN!
A cop tried to shoot me but I just made his gun explode. The Rook tried to teleport but a quick shot of energy to the crotch stopped that.
I walked forward and was about to put his face to the curb and then I looked around.
Henderson was bleeding on the pavement, he was hit by a rifle in the gut and chest, bleeding like a pig.
The crew had one more...where in gods name was it?
"Sorry boss, But it's your ass or mine." He said.
Ah. That was the only thought that I had as a bullet entered my back. Oh, right I hired Jerry because Jack was in his divorce.
"Fuck...you... Jerry! " I said as everything went black.
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(POV Shift- News Cycle)
"Breaking News! The bank heist on Everlane Avenue was heroicly stopped by the cities newest hero Rift! The heist was being commited by the villian Electritician who was arrested after Rift defeated him. Now live to the scene with Jane Olin. Jane hows it going there?"
"I just watched a man get domed by his own Side Ever...but thankfully nothing major beyond some Class 3 property damage thanks to our cities newest Hero. RIFT!" She said with a beaming practiced smile.
"Jane can you tell us what happened? There was a report of one casulty and one of the robbers being in a critical condition."
"Well from what I can see, One of the Robbers betrayed a colleague and Rift was a little brutal on the other one...guess Periand's newest Hero is a Twilight Hero...lord help us all."
"Rift...is still searching far and wide, witch is easy when you can teleport." Jane said.
"Well, now to the Weather, and here's to hoping that Villain's in safe hands and a speedy recovery...Oh he's got a gofund me with 30,000 donations...and now to Brent Masters on the Weather."
(POV Shift- Mister Nobody)
The TV was turned off as I sighed at the mess. "And your certain he fits ALL the Criteria for the Project? The last thing we need is another incident involving someone not meeting the psychological baseline. We were lucky we caught it before administering the Serum to that unstable element."
Doctor Krust nodded. "Don't worry sir i have looked over his psychological profile and it is my conclusion that Mister Samston is perfect candidate."
I nod calmly. "Inform Periand PD that he will enter our custody for medical treatment, save him from the trouble of paying his bills."
Krust nodded. "And the other Candidates?"
"Keep an eye on them we may need their services in a backline role. Specking of witch? Did we find Lawson, he's been off the radar for months since he was discharged from the US branch of the Peace Keepers. Its rare we actually lose track of one of our candidates."
"His last known location was Chicago. Got involved in a bar fight with the Iron Belters. Agent Sunshine thinks that he is heading to New Mexico. Apparently he got himself tangled up with the Orlanos family."
"Really how so?" I ask somewhat surprised.
"Adrian Orlanos was found hanging by his feet from a lamp post with his midsection caved in and both of his arms broken. Though given how long his rap sheet in the Cartel has been, Sunshine won't shed any tears for it."
I took out a lighter and a cigarette. "Any news on the General and his band of psychos?"
"He is on a speaking tour for his new book and his Psychos are running security, so they won't be in our hair for quite some time." the good Doctor said as I took a draw.
"Excellent, it's a two-month tour and I can finally rest easy knowing, I don't have to deal with him for that time and I can focus on something important."
"Sir there is another thing. The Underdogs have done it again."
I froze at that. Those assholes were one of the worst offenders. "How many?"
The Doctor looked sick as she looked at her notes to check the number. "20. All collage aged."
"Bastard Lowlives of the sort. Redeploy Sunshine to retrieve Samston, and accelerate the Preparation of the Serum's injection unit...we may need to make orientation a bit rushed." I said calmly, before looking to think of a much more lighter task.
It was only proper to help the men distract themselves from the more unsavory parts of the job, and group watching was one of them. "And is there anything good on Youtube? and do I need to update my Twitter before announcing anything to the Public Doctor?"
"Yes sir will do that immeadetly sir. As for the news on YouTube Archane made another QnA and Hard Life started a Half-Life lets play. Maybe announce the adress on Twitter."
"Okay lets set up the address." I said already opening my flask only to find it empty.
"Right away sir? Shall I also update your Schedule?" The Doctor said.
"Yes, try to move around the less important stuff for later." I said calmly looking at him, "And being me another drink, I feel its going to be a long night."
"Done sir...and by the Way, we may need your signature for the transfer." The doctor said.
I roll my eyes, the bureaucracy, no matter the age was still hell. "Hand over the spot."
The Doctor handed over a paper and you gave your signature and then scanned your thumb print.
"Thank you sir." He said leaving you alone.
Now what was good on?
No...we've had enough TV for one night...maybe night Riding?
It was time for a walk, leave the office, and just enjoy what is going on.
Good bosses like to spend time in the trenches with the employees.
And you built this Organization from the ground up, too many years spent navigating the world.
What was originally a strike team to fight the world's first super-villain became...THIS.
I don't know if I am proud or prideful right now but who cares. At times like this i wonder what Sam and Pierre would think of what i accomplished.
Knowing them...they'd probably yell at me to be more hands on.
I sigh and give a small smile, "Well Mr Sampston...its time we finally meet properly."
A Mid-level bank heist and easy money were tossed around like candy between the crew and I should have known DAMN well that when a crew was thinking that it was gonna be a red flag.
To say nothing about the RED FLAG laws of the City, they more or less gave Hero license to anyone that took the course and the training.
Costumed Gonks were as much a threat to the city's income then this robbery was. But the pot meets kettle considering the goofy outfit you were rocking...at least it was practical.
Anyways I realized that shit was going down when S.W.A.T. didn't arrive. (Escape Plans A and B relied on their arrival.) Instead, some guy dressed as... I don't know he looked like a bootleg Indestructible. (That clued me to the fact that it was a rookie hero.)
Now the problem with rookie heroes is that they don't have the experience to properly cut and run when a villain went out like a cornered animal.
And I shit you not...what happened next wasn't my fault.
One of the older henchmen (Martin.) got an idea to try and test out the Rookie's powers. The idea was logical so I agreed. Turns out the Rookie is bulletproof. It also turns out that he can teleport. What happened next was a fucking massacre! Martin found an arm in his neck before it was yanked out of his throat being ripped out with it.
Of course, that forced me to do the most logical thing I could do.
I'm gonna Zap that gonky motherfucker harder than the pain in Martin's neck.
I breathed in and felt the energy crackle around me.
The fucker didn't know what hit him. The energy blast sent him flying through the wall and into a cop car.
"Run," I told the remaining henchmen. They listened and used Escape Plan F. As they began running I knelt to the somehow still-alive Martin. Blood was everywhere. He was trying to breathe even though it was impossible seeing as his windpipe was wrecked. "It was nice knowing you Martin. Don't worry about your family. I will take care of them." And with that Martin was gone. I closed his eyes with my hand and stood up. The gonky fucker was running towards me. I started running towards him as well my hands full of energy.
Like a Lightning storm, I hit that Rook.
The First hit struck Thunder.
The Second Split the Street in half as the Lightning started a streetwise blackout.
I'd never been that powerful...not in a million years...I'd only been able to Power an Electic Car.
Not like this.
"DIE YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I shouted as I hit the rook again, and again and again, with lightning, the small electrical burns on the face were all I could see, and the bastard's teeth were all still in.
And I wanted them BROKEN!
A cop tried to shoot me but I just made his gun explode. The Rook tried to teleport but a quick shot of energy to the crotch stopped that.
I walked forward and was about to put his face to the curb and then I looked around.
Henderson was bleeding on the pavement, he was hit by a rifle in the gut and chest, bleeding like a pig.
The crew had one more...where in gods name was it?
"Sorry boss, But it's your ass or mine." He said.
Ah. That was the only thought that I had as a bullet entered my back. Oh, right I hired Jerry because Jack was in his divorce.
"Fuck...you... Jerry! " I said as everything went black.
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(POV Shift- News Cycle)
"Breaking News! The bank heist on Everlane Avenue was heroicly stopped by the cities newest hero Rift! The heist was being commited by the villian Electritician who was arrested after Rift defeated him. Now live to the scene with Jane Olin. Jane hows it going there?"
"I just watched a man get domed by his own Side Ever...but thankfully nothing major beyond some Class 3 property damage thanks to our cities newest Hero. RIFT!" She said with a beaming practiced smile.
"Jane can you tell us what happened? There was a report of one casulty and one of the robbers being in a critical condition."
"Well from what I can see, One of the Robbers betrayed a colleague and Rift was a little brutal on the other one...guess Periand's newest Hero is a Twilight Hero...lord help us all."
"Rift...is still searching far and wide, witch is easy when you can teleport." Jane said.
"Well, now to the Weather, and here's to hoping that Villain's in safe hands and a speedy recovery...Oh he's got a gofund me with 30,000 donations...and now to Brent Masters on the Weather."
(POV Shift- Mister Nobody)
The TV was turned off as I sighed at the mess. "And your certain he fits ALL the Criteria for the Project? The last thing we need is another incident involving someone not meeting the psychological baseline. We were lucky we caught it before administering the Serum to that unstable element."
Doctor Krust nodded. "Don't worry sir i have looked over his psychological profile and it is my conclusion that Mister Samston is perfect candidate."
I nod calmly. "Inform Periand PD that he will enter our custody for medical treatment, save him from the trouble of paying his bills."
Krust nodded. "And the other Candidates?"
"Keep an eye on them we may need their services in a backline role. Specking of witch? Did we find Lawson, he's been off the radar for months since he was discharged from the US branch of the Peace Keepers. Its rare we actually lose track of one of our candidates."
"His last known location was Chicago. Got involved in a bar fight with the Iron Belters. Agent Sunshine thinks that he is heading to New Mexico. Apparently he got himself tangled up with the Orlanos family."
"Really how so?" I ask somewhat surprised.
"Adrian Orlanos was found hanging by his feet from a lamp post with his midsection caved in and both of his arms broken. Though given how long his rap sheet in the Cartel has been, Sunshine won't shed any tears for it."
I took out a lighter and a cigarette. "Any news on the General and his band of psychos?"
"He is on a speaking tour for his new book and his Psychos are running security, so they won't be in our hair for quite some time." the good Doctor said as I took a draw.
"Excellent, it's a two-month tour and I can finally rest easy knowing, I don't have to deal with him for that time and I can focus on something important."
"Sir there is another thing. The Underdogs have done it again."
I froze at that. Those assholes were one of the worst offenders. "How many?"
The Doctor looked sick as she looked at her notes to check the number. "20. All collage aged."
"Bastard Lowlives of the sort. Redeploy Sunshine to retrieve Samston, and accelerate the Preparation of the Serum's injection unit...we may need to make orientation a bit rushed." I said calmly, before looking to think of a much more lighter task.
It was only proper to help the men distract themselves from the more unsavory parts of the job, and group watching was one of them. "And is there anything good on Youtube? and do I need to update my Twitter before announcing anything to the Public Doctor?"
"Yes sir will do that immeadetly sir. As for the news on YouTube Archane made another QnA and Hard Life started a Half-Life lets play. Maybe announce the adress on Twitter."
"Okay lets set up the address." I said already opening my flask only to find it empty.
"Right away sir? Shall I also update your Schedule?" The Doctor said.
"Yes, try to move around the less important stuff for later." I said calmly looking at him, "And being me another drink, I feel its going to be a long night."
"Done sir...and by the Way, we may need your signature for the transfer." The doctor said.
I roll my eyes, the bureaucracy, no matter the age was still hell. "Hand over the spot."
The Doctor handed over a paper and you gave your signature and then scanned your thumb print.
"Thank you sir." He said leaving you alone.
Now what was good on?
No...we've had enough TV for one night...maybe night Riding?
It was time for a walk, leave the office, and just enjoy what is going on.
Good bosses like to spend time in the trenches with the employees.
And you built this Organization from the ground up, too many years spent navigating the world.
What was originally a strike team to fight the world's first super-villain became...THIS.
I don't know if I am proud or prideful right now but who cares. At times like this i wonder what Sam and Pierre would think of what i accomplished.
Knowing them...they'd probably yell at me to be more hands on.
I sigh and give a small smile, "Well Mr Sampston...its time we finally meet properly."
Chapter 2: Offers and recovery.
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Beep, Beep Beep...
A low hum of a heartbeat monitor stirred me from what could be called sleep slowly as I felt the drugs slowly begin to fade and be replaced with a hangover.
Somebody was talking. I couldn't hear what but the voices were both male...or there is a woman with a very gruff voice talking. The beeping must mean a hospital or medical ward in some prison. Hopefully, the nurses were hot.
"Your sure he won't make an incident?" The voice said as you tried to hear what was being said.
"His Powers are too busy healing that shot to the head...he's harmless." The other voice said as your eyes began to flutter.
"Ugh.." I say as the light burns my eyes slightly.
"Oh, he is awake." One voice said as I could hear the other one calling doctors and nurses.
"Before he wakes up, make sure the restraints are fine." He said without even looking at you.
I feel something around my arms tighten as I finally began to see what was in front of me.
"What the fuck?" It was a man with a dog head. German Shephard to be more specific.
"Well, that's a bit rude." The man-dog mutatee said as he took out a syringe and injected it into one of my arms.
It was a cool concoction of blue liquid, and after it was injected I felt even more drained than usual.
"Uhh, Boss this isn't working?" The Dogman said. "And are you sure we should be administering this stuff now? He's barely conscious?"
The 'Boss' got close enough for me to see his face...but seeing that he didn't have one I couldn't recognize him. "It is working Doctor. The first use simply takes a while to...well adapt to the subjects DNA."
"Fantastic...now...leave us, Doctor, I will be fine." The..Bossman said as you felt hungover for a moment, and then everything began to get clearer.
"Welcome my friend...to the last choice you will ever get." The man said as you nodded. "And don't bother attacking or struggling, I'm sure your body won't like that."
"Ugh what do you want? Can't let me die in peace?" The boss man raised an eyebrow...I think.
"Is that any way to thank the man who saved your life?" He said, sounding so sure of himself and his abilities, must be a spook.
"I knew what the life I was in was leading to. I was ready for it." You said calmly feeling more and more clarity in your voice as the Hangover began to end. "Or as ready as a man could."
He nodded. "You may have been ready but the world was not ready to let you go so easily."
"Fuck the world. What has it ever given me?" I asked with a smirk.
"For one thing it's given you a chance to be somewhat productive Mr Sampston...and may I add very efficient while doing it with a good paycheck." He said without missing a beat
"Let me guess: the government or organization you represent wants to do something that breaks international law and you want me and possibly others to go on a suicide mission to do that something so you have no ties to the incident," I note, feeling the pressure of how joyful a man like this guy can be right now.
The man seemingly laughed for but a moment. "Ha... no if it were that simple I wouldn't have restrained you...No you being forcibly recruited into an Organization that deals with those nettlesome and bothersome terrorists and Hero who are a bit too big for their breeches and need to be brought down a peg or two."
"Or put into the ground?" I say without thinking.
He smiled. "Fast learner Sunshine, I told you he was a keeper."
It was at that moment that I noticed a woman leaning against a wall. "We will see if he survives his first assignment." The woman said as she took out a flask and drank from it.
It was at this moment that I realized the implication of what was being said. "You want me to do WHAT?! Jesus that was a joke!"
"Well to some it is...to us it's the Job...Powered Freaks like you are the biggest threat to polite society and we are the ones that keep it from getting worse...Hence the, Capture and cage and Kill policy that I have developed over a long career...Sunshine take off his bonds he's harmless now...and get him some pants we are going to walk around his new home."
"Sir!" Sunshine said.
"Hop to it now, I'm in a great mood!" He said.
"Sir... you're laying it on a little thick, maybe back up and just tell him the truth?" Sunshine said.
"Your no fun I can't do the fun acting bit, I like doing the fun acting bit...it lets me have fun." He said as I looked at the two of them.
"Are you two idiots for real?" I say without even missing a beat.
"Realer than you my friend." Nobody said.
"Am I in a coma?" I ask myself.
The Bossman simply smirked. "No, it's worse."
Sunshine then smiled "You've been kidnapped to work for the government?!"
Nobody sighed. "Well more the shadow government but details..."
I looked at them with shock for a moment before replying truthfully to where I might have heard of them. "Once by Argentinians during the Second South American War."
Nobody nodded " I wondered where I remembered that face, now I remember."
"So who do you want me to kill?"I asked resigning myself to this job.
Nobody smiled. It was not a sane smile. "It would take too long to name all of them but I will tell you one of the most important targets. Rhineman." I froze at that. Rhineman was one of the top 10 heroes. He was an ex Dominator for fucks sake. He was WAY above your power level.
I fucking knew it. A Government mandated hit squad.
"You should have just let me bleed out on the pavement, at least then you'd have done what you planning on selling," I say without irony.
Nobody nodded. "Yes but it's a waste of a man who may have been in need of a second chance, and there aren't many these days that deserve it."
He turned to the agent, "Sunshine, let him loose and give him his pants, we are dealing with a "Let's chat and walk," sort of man."
"Yes sir," Sunshine said as the restraints were let up and a pair of pants were tossed over. "Get going special case, He's not one to waste time once he gets started."
"Okay okay. Jesus, I just woke up from being shot. Cut me some slack." I said as I quickly put the pants on.
"Hmm, I won't." The Bitch formerly known as Sunshine said with the classic bitchy smile.
I looked at the Nobody guy. "Where are we anyway, and who the hell are you, People."
"Oh right your at the U.N. Black Site in the Steel Belt. And we are the guys who hunt superheroes who get out of line." He said without skipping a beat.
Well, that was anti-climactic.
"I thought you'd be some weird super powered-up spy agency with a base on the moon and entire armies at your beck and call," I said with a disbelieving voice.
"Oh that's the public conspiracy story...the real one is far more interesting." He said.
"I'm not gonna like this aren't I?" I ask knowing that I was going to hear it anyway from the weird man and his odd, almost therapeutic way of talking.
He smiled "Come now what's the harm in enjoying a story?"
"Because once I hear it I'm gonna be invested in it," I say knowing of the very often used tool of recruiting, and to be fair, everyone used it.
I did when I got into my first rivalry. My first heist...hell even my first weirdo sidekick bout had time for storytime. And that Chick was getting off on getting zapped punched and tossed around.
Heh...wonder what happened to her after she graduated High School?
"RAGNAROK was developed as a new type of Mustard Gas during WW1 but its trial test resulted in the first superhuman." Nobody started.
"I've heard of it, it's how the Ragnorok Gene got its name?" I said answering him.
"Not exactly." He said.
"Not exactly." He said. "That is what we called the first Superhuman. The Great War had to be paused to take the bastard down. And it wasn't enough to kill him."
"I thought we threw a million men on both sides and the best strike team we could manage," I said. "We won didn't we?"
"We could only knock him out. Thorsten Vieweg is and by the standards of even our modern age, to put it bluntly...Fucking invincible." Nobody said. "Even now we don't even know his power's fullest extent, he's immortal, that much we know."
"How Immortal?" I ask with a feeling of Primal fear.
"He's not dead... which both is rather convenient and leads me to the more important point of my storytime, what's now flowing in your blood." He said
"You gave me his blood didn't you..." I looked in terror.
"Nah though it was an ingredient. And let me tell you it was hard to get it out of the bastard's body. Had to use construction equipment to even pierce his skin." He said.
He stopped as I gave him a look. "What?"
"So you injected me with a Medical concoction made of his DNA?!" I shouted as I got ready to lunge at him.
"Yes and don't strain yourself your body is still adapting to the serum as we speak...now, On your new powerset...you can adapt and evolve to dangerous environments and powers and use said adaptations to overpower and overcome the situation...or just not get seasick anymore." He said, still somewhat smiling.
I paused remembering the many times I got seasick and how I cursed the gods when I barfed during a yacht robbery. "Is it permanent?"
"Probably."
Oh.
OHHH!
"So...I can kill you and get away with it and no one can stop me?" I said feeling ready and planning.
"No...But Sunshine can slow you down, I spent the last half-decade training the Agent to fight people like you, and fight hard enough for the reactor to detonate turning this entire base into the surface of the sun in a Nuclear explosion. I should know it works...I checked to throw one of the last failed cadets in the same situation, and if a guy that can absorb and redirect radiation can't survive the surface of the Sun...I doubt you will. " He said.
He wasn't playing around this man was ready to bust a nuke to kill me. Shit.
"How big?" I ask.
"Big enough to wipe out Chicago twice and have enough energy left over to boil a chunk of the great lake nearby." He said. "By all means...try me. Your criminal record speaks for itself, but really how selfish are you when given a clean slate?"
I let out a sigh. "Not selfish enough."
The guy looks me over. "You might not think it but you are one of the good ones. You might be a selfish prick but you don't kill civies. You only ever kill cops and heroes and that was in self dense."
"Also...Sunshine's got a kid and wants a day off, also I'm sending the Agent off to, deal with a little annoying git."
"What?" I asked.
"It's just we have to trick some Sidekick to hand over some of her Ovoms so we can have a stockpile of DNA for....a rainy day, problem is she went on a road trip and it's gonna take them a week so vacation for them training for you."
I looked at him. "Oh so the weird agent gets vacation time, and I get to basically have to go through Powers 101 Class?"
"Yes…unless you want to reconsider and die painfully as an unrepentant criminal." His smile matched the mischievous feelings in his eyes.
"Let's just get this over with," I say resigning myself to...something resembling a clean slate.
"Wonderful Mr Adapter, let us update your file." He said
"So I don't even get to pick my new Supe name. You lucky it sounds badass."
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File Updated....Accessing Database....SUBJECT ADAPTOR...
Name: Alexander ´Michael´ Sampston
Age:34
Date of Recruitment: 1.4. 2010
Previous profession: Electrician, Supervillain, US Deniable Asset
Martial Status: Single
Family: Father: Ulysses Sampston (Deceased) Mother: Allison Sampston Sister: Olivia Sampston. Daughters: Amy and Jackie Pasten (Unknown Relation)
Confirmed Superhero Kills: Sam the Syraxian, O-Man, Angel Boy
A low hum of a heartbeat monitor stirred me from what could be called sleep slowly as I felt the drugs slowly begin to fade and be replaced with a hangover.
Somebody was talking. I couldn't hear what but the voices were both male...or there is a woman with a very gruff voice talking. The beeping must mean a hospital or medical ward in some prison. Hopefully, the nurses were hot.
"Your sure he won't make an incident?" The voice said as you tried to hear what was being said.
"His Powers are too busy healing that shot to the head...he's harmless." The other voice said as your eyes began to flutter.
"Ugh.." I say as the light burns my eyes slightly.
"Oh, he is awake." One voice said as I could hear the other one calling doctors and nurses.
"Before he wakes up, make sure the restraints are fine." He said without even looking at you.
I feel something around my arms tighten as I finally began to see what was in front of me.
"What the fuck?" It was a man with a dog head. German Shephard to be more specific.
"Well, that's a bit rude." The man-dog mutatee said as he took out a syringe and injected it into one of my arms.
It was a cool concoction of blue liquid, and after it was injected I felt even more drained than usual.
"Uhh, Boss this isn't working?" The Dogman said. "And are you sure we should be administering this stuff now? He's barely conscious?"
The 'Boss' got close enough for me to see his face...but seeing that he didn't have one I couldn't recognize him. "It is working Doctor. The first use simply takes a while to...well adapt to the subjects DNA."
"Fantastic...now...leave us, Doctor, I will be fine." The..Bossman said as you felt hungover for a moment, and then everything began to get clearer.
"Welcome my friend...to the last choice you will ever get." The man said as you nodded. "And don't bother attacking or struggling, I'm sure your body won't like that."
"Ugh what do you want? Can't let me die in peace?" The boss man raised an eyebrow...I think.
"Is that any way to thank the man who saved your life?" He said, sounding so sure of himself and his abilities, must be a spook.
"I knew what the life I was in was leading to. I was ready for it." You said calmly feeling more and more clarity in your voice as the Hangover began to end. "Or as ready as a man could."
He nodded. "You may have been ready but the world was not ready to let you go so easily."
"Fuck the world. What has it ever given me?" I asked with a smirk.
"For one thing it's given you a chance to be somewhat productive Mr Sampston...and may I add very efficient while doing it with a good paycheck." He said without missing a beat
"Let me guess: the government or organization you represent wants to do something that breaks international law and you want me and possibly others to go on a suicide mission to do that something so you have no ties to the incident," I note, feeling the pressure of how joyful a man like this guy can be right now.
The man seemingly laughed for but a moment. "Ha... no if it were that simple I wouldn't have restrained you...No you being forcibly recruited into an Organization that deals with those nettlesome and bothersome terrorists and Hero who are a bit too big for their breeches and need to be brought down a peg or two."
"Or put into the ground?" I say without thinking.
He smiled. "Fast learner Sunshine, I told you he was a keeper."
It was at that moment that I noticed a woman leaning against a wall. "We will see if he survives his first assignment." The woman said as she took out a flask and drank from it.
It was at this moment that I realized the implication of what was being said. "You want me to do WHAT?! Jesus that was a joke!"
"Well to some it is...to us it's the Job...Powered Freaks like you are the biggest threat to polite society and we are the ones that keep it from getting worse...Hence the, Capture and cage and Kill policy that I have developed over a long career...Sunshine take off his bonds he's harmless now...and get him some pants we are going to walk around his new home."
"Sir!" Sunshine said.
"Hop to it now, I'm in a great mood!" He said.
"Sir... you're laying it on a little thick, maybe back up and just tell him the truth?" Sunshine said.
"Your no fun I can't do the fun acting bit, I like doing the fun acting bit...it lets me have fun." He said as I looked at the two of them.
"Are you two idiots for real?" I say without even missing a beat.
"Realer than you my friend." Nobody said.
"Am I in a coma?" I ask myself.
The Bossman simply smirked. "No, it's worse."
Sunshine then smiled "You've been kidnapped to work for the government?!"
Nobody sighed. "Well more the shadow government but details..."
I looked at them with shock for a moment before replying truthfully to where I might have heard of them. "Once by Argentinians during the Second South American War."
Nobody nodded " I wondered where I remembered that face, now I remember."
"So who do you want me to kill?"I asked resigning myself to this job.
Nobody smiled. It was not a sane smile. "It would take too long to name all of them but I will tell you one of the most important targets. Rhineman." I froze at that. Rhineman was one of the top 10 heroes. He was an ex Dominator for fucks sake. He was WAY above your power level.
I fucking knew it. A Government mandated hit squad.
"You should have just let me bleed out on the pavement, at least then you'd have done what you planning on selling," I say without irony.
Nobody nodded. "Yes but it's a waste of a man who may have been in need of a second chance, and there aren't many these days that deserve it."
He turned to the agent, "Sunshine, let him loose and give him his pants, we are dealing with a "Let's chat and walk," sort of man."
"Yes sir," Sunshine said as the restraints were let up and a pair of pants were tossed over. "Get going special case, He's not one to waste time once he gets started."
"Okay okay. Jesus, I just woke up from being shot. Cut me some slack." I said as I quickly put the pants on.
"Hmm, I won't." The Bitch formerly known as Sunshine said with the classic bitchy smile.
I looked at the Nobody guy. "Where are we anyway, and who the hell are you, People."
"Oh right your at the U.N. Black Site in the Steel Belt. And we are the guys who hunt superheroes who get out of line." He said without skipping a beat.
Well, that was anti-climactic.
"I thought you'd be some weird super powered-up spy agency with a base on the moon and entire armies at your beck and call," I said with a disbelieving voice.
"Oh that's the public conspiracy story...the real one is far more interesting." He said.
"I'm not gonna like this aren't I?" I ask knowing that I was going to hear it anyway from the weird man and his odd, almost therapeutic way of talking.
He smiled "Come now what's the harm in enjoying a story?"
"Because once I hear it I'm gonna be invested in it," I say knowing of the very often used tool of recruiting, and to be fair, everyone used it.
I did when I got into my first rivalry. My first heist...hell even my first weirdo sidekick bout had time for storytime. And that Chick was getting off on getting zapped punched and tossed around.
Heh...wonder what happened to her after she graduated High School?
"RAGNAROK was developed as a new type of Mustard Gas during WW1 but its trial test resulted in the first superhuman." Nobody started.
"I've heard of it, it's how the Ragnorok Gene got its name?" I said answering him.
"Not exactly." He said.
"Not exactly." He said. "That is what we called the first Superhuman. The Great War had to be paused to take the bastard down. And it wasn't enough to kill him."
"I thought we threw a million men on both sides and the best strike team we could manage," I said. "We won didn't we?"
"We could only knock him out. Thorsten Vieweg is and by the standards of even our modern age, to put it bluntly...Fucking invincible." Nobody said. "Even now we don't even know his power's fullest extent, he's immortal, that much we know."
"How Immortal?" I ask with a feeling of Primal fear.
"He's not dead... which both is rather convenient and leads me to the more important point of my storytime, what's now flowing in your blood." He said
"You gave me his blood didn't you..." I looked in terror.
"Nah though it was an ingredient. And let me tell you it was hard to get it out of the bastard's body. Had to use construction equipment to even pierce his skin." He said.
He stopped as I gave him a look. "What?"
"So you injected me with a Medical concoction made of his DNA?!" I shouted as I got ready to lunge at him.
"Yes and don't strain yourself your body is still adapting to the serum as we speak...now, On your new powerset...you can adapt and evolve to dangerous environments and powers and use said adaptations to overpower and overcome the situation...or just not get seasick anymore." He said, still somewhat smiling.
I paused remembering the many times I got seasick and how I cursed the gods when I barfed during a yacht robbery. "Is it permanent?"
"Probably."
Oh.
OHHH!
"So...I can kill you and get away with it and no one can stop me?" I said feeling ready and planning.
"No...But Sunshine can slow you down, I spent the last half-decade training the Agent to fight people like you, and fight hard enough for the reactor to detonate turning this entire base into the surface of the sun in a Nuclear explosion. I should know it works...I checked to throw one of the last failed cadets in the same situation, and if a guy that can absorb and redirect radiation can't survive the surface of the Sun...I doubt you will. " He said.
He wasn't playing around this man was ready to bust a nuke to kill me. Shit.
"How big?" I ask.
"Big enough to wipe out Chicago twice and have enough energy left over to boil a chunk of the great lake nearby." He said. "By all means...try me. Your criminal record speaks for itself, but really how selfish are you when given a clean slate?"
I let out a sigh. "Not selfish enough."
The guy looks me over. "You might not think it but you are one of the good ones. You might be a selfish prick but you don't kill civies. You only ever kill cops and heroes and that was in self dense."
"Also...Sunshine's got a kid and wants a day off, also I'm sending the Agent off to, deal with a little annoying git."
"What?" I asked.
"It's just we have to trick some Sidekick to hand over some of her Ovoms so we can have a stockpile of DNA for....a rainy day, problem is she went on a road trip and it's gonna take them a week so vacation for them training for you."
I looked at him. "Oh so the weird agent gets vacation time, and I get to basically have to go through Powers 101 Class?"
"Yes…unless you want to reconsider and die painfully as an unrepentant criminal." His smile matched the mischievous feelings in his eyes.
"Let's just get this over with," I say resigning myself to...something resembling a clean slate.
"Wonderful Mr Adapter, let us update your file." He said
"So I don't even get to pick my new Supe name. You lucky it sounds badass."
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File Updated....Accessing Database....SUBJECT ADAPTOR...
Name: Alexander ´Michael´ Sampston
Age:34
Date of Recruitment: 1.4. 2010
Previous profession: Electrician, Supervillain, US Deniable Asset
Martial Status: Single
Family: Father: Ulysses Sampston (Deceased) Mother: Allison Sampston Sister: Olivia Sampston. Daughters: Amy and Jackie Pasten (Unknown Relation)
Confirmed Superhero Kills: Sam the Syraxian, O-Man, Angel Boy
Interlude 1
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InfoChat Sixth Edition has been created
Elias Fox has added Amanda Io, Linda Long, Stefan Rybný, and Monarch to InfoChat Sixth Edition
Elias Fox's name has been changed to FOX NEWS
Amanda Io´s name has been changed to Lois Lane Knockoff
FOX NEWS: ALRIGHT WHO THE FUCK CHANGED MY NAME?!
Monarch: Ask someone who actually cares...and hello Fox.
FOX NEWS: Hey brat any news on General Jackass?
LONGS LIST: He's on his stupid Book Tour and is dicking around with the Politicians and other assholes. For once I'm actually glad that he's fucking around out of sight.
Immigrant News: ugh had to write a rewiew of the book which meant reading it. Worst book i ever read. 0/10 would not recomend.
Fox News: You have our pity, my friend...onto lighter news! You all hear about the new Hero's to add to the Dead-pool? A few of the new guys look pretty nice, at least aesthetic wise.
Monarch: Well there is the guy who fought and apparently ´killed´ the Electrician.
Fox News: Wait, Electic Man got Iced... Stefan Rybný, You owe me money on the Dead-pool, that's 50 bucks.
Monarch: That is the official story but something feels fishy.
Fox News: There's always something fishy with Meta Powered Assholes in silly Spandex, you all remember Pakistan right, that was a god damned clusterfuck of the highest order.
Immigrant News: Yeah I still remember my time as a war reporter there.
Lois Lane Knockoff: I still see those remember those screams…
Fox News: Those Poor Bastards...sending a bunch of Teenagers with Ak's against a guy who can crush them with their bare hands. So before we go out and see what else is going on, how's your sources there? Mine got fucking lynched by that Taliban cell you know the ones that cross the border to get away from the US guys in Afganistan.Monarch: Mine are gone so the rest are probably as well.
Longs List: Well shit, international news seems to be a bust.
Fox News: Great...onto everyone's favorite topic...Superhero screwery...and other signs of our societies decay.
Longs List: At least most of them aren't socialists...god you remember THAT scandal, total wash of potential, just because the guy hated the establishment.
Fox News: He formed a fucking super Hero commune in the US and got 300 people killed when Uncle Sam bombed them into oblivion.
Lois Lane Knockoff: Miss President really fucked up there.
Fox News: The Whole thing was a clusterfuck, then the more rowdy fellas in them started spewing "Homo Supirior" and "Socialism for Supers" and other Marxist bullshit, wanna know the last place I heard "Socialism for Supers" being thrown around? Maoist China when the CCP was doing the whole Cultural Revolution thing and using Meta-Human as the Muscle to crack down on any dissent.
Monarch: I won't say it wasn't true in terms of rhetoric, but a socialist hellscape it was not...It felt more like the Jonestown Incident...You know when that Preacher Fuck with the alluring Voice Power shot that congressmen? Then it escalated violently.
Immigrant News: Yeah that was another fucked up situation but not as big as the Balkan Wars.
Longs List: You mean the one's that haven't gone completely mad? Good one.
Fox News: Can we not dredge up painful memories? Back to NORMAL things we report, like Super Hero's and the inEfficent American Super System...witch somehow is efficient, odd paradox I know.
Immigrant News: The British have a better one
Monarch: Steffan shut the fuck up.
Monarch: The British don't have a better system, they are just better at hiding their screw ups.
Fox News: Yes...also you contridicted your self a little, the "SUper Education Camps" are really just internment camps.
Monarch: Still working on confirming that you know...Chomsky calls them Centers.
Fox News: FUCK, What that genocide denier thinks...he is not in the trenches with us...he's in a comfy chair yelling at clouds
.Lois Lane Knockoff: Fox calm down no need to get mad about that idiot. He isn't worth it.Fox News: Yeah...he's not. Alright, back on topic, anything on the Hero Radar, that isn't a walking controversy?
LONG LIST: Electricians death seems suspicius. It might be nothing but we could make an article about his life. I mean he was in the Guinea Uprising.
Fox News: Yeah, His one civic duty...anyone got anything else besides the obvious?
Fox News: That's still unconfirmed because the Mother won't let the Press see the DNA results because a bunch of people keep violating her privacy...because some people value sources more than respect...now I'm not naming names, but they are in this chat.
Monarch: Cmon dude they did that only once. Mister Nobody was apparently at the site where he died.
Fox News: Yeah and I'm the queen of Sheba...no one's seen him in public in year, he's in one of those "Bureaucratic" retirements or whatever they call it.
Lois Lane Knockoff: We need to do the oldest trick in the book then. Wait and see the story develop.
Fox News: Exactly...So anyone see any good Hero stuff? The Rivalry between the Fashionista and the costume designer is heating up in Europe.
Immigrant News: Indestructible has been accused of being Russian dog by Fox News (not you Fox) apparently he saved a millitary ship.
Monarch: I'm just wondering witch Flag it was under? It was in the Black Sea right? Immigrant News: Yeah.
Monarch: Ahh, It was a Russian flagged, Turkish Crewed Oil Tanker, it would have caused an oil spill and the Yanks are once again over reacting...they will calm down and apologize for their rushed behavior and Indestructible will brush it off as usual.
Fox News: Well Good... the last thing I need is the god damned shrinks in the News Room to send me on another two-month trip to the Middle East. Well any last words from the peanut gallery? Stefan?
Immigrant News: Anarchnatte got a new sidekick.
Fox News: Great...Another child pushed in front of Cameras in a costume, don't they have Labor Laws to keep them from being exploited.
Monarch: This was a Contracted Apprenticeship, paperwork in all, everything is nice and legal.
Immigrant News: Plus this one is 18 year old.
Fox News: Grumble...I still think they need to have a Media PR Class.
Monarch: This is why the Kids are also Youtubers...Everyone learns the trade. Well, at least it can't get any weirder.
Lois Lane Knockoff: So is anyone else gonna cover the new Olosion Movie Premier?
Fox News: NO...nO MORE REVIEWS! I'm going to get a drink if I have to sit through ONE MORE thing to do.
All Sans Fox: NOT IT!
FoxNews:FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Elias Fox has added Amanda Io, Linda Long, Stefan Rybný, and Monarch to InfoChat Sixth Edition
Elias Fox's name has been changed to FOX NEWS
Amanda Io´s name has been changed to Lois Lane Knockoff
FOX NEWS: ALRIGHT WHO THE FUCK CHANGED MY NAME?!
Monarch: Ask someone who actually cares...and hello Fox.
FOX NEWS: Hey brat any news on General Jackass?
LONGS LIST: He's on his stupid Book Tour and is dicking around with the Politicians and other assholes. For once I'm actually glad that he's fucking around out of sight.
Immigrant News: ugh had to write a rewiew of the book which meant reading it. Worst book i ever read. 0/10 would not recomend.
Fox News: You have our pity, my friend...onto lighter news! You all hear about the new Hero's to add to the Dead-pool? A few of the new guys look pretty nice, at least aesthetic wise.
Monarch: Well there is the guy who fought and apparently ´killed´ the Electrician.
Fox News: Wait, Electic Man got Iced... Stefan Rybný, You owe me money on the Dead-pool, that's 50 bucks.
Monarch: That is the official story but something feels fishy.
Fox News: There's always something fishy with Meta Powered Assholes in silly Spandex, you all remember Pakistan right, that was a god damned clusterfuck of the highest order.
Immigrant News: Yeah I still remember my time as a war reporter there.
Lois Lane Knockoff: I still see those remember those screams…
Fox News: Those Poor Bastards...sending a bunch of Teenagers with Ak's against a guy who can crush them with their bare hands. So before we go out and see what else is going on, how's your sources there? Mine got fucking lynched by that Taliban cell you know the ones that cross the border to get away from the US guys in Afganistan.Monarch: Mine are gone so the rest are probably as well.
Longs List: Well shit, international news seems to be a bust.
Fox News: Great...onto everyone's favorite topic...Superhero screwery...and other signs of our societies decay.
Longs List: At least most of them aren't socialists...god you remember THAT scandal, total wash of potential, just because the guy hated the establishment.
Fox News: He formed a fucking super Hero commune in the US and got 300 people killed when Uncle Sam bombed them into oblivion.
Lois Lane Knockoff: Miss President really fucked up there.
Fox News: The Whole thing was a clusterfuck, then the more rowdy fellas in them started spewing "Homo Supirior" and "Socialism for Supers" and other Marxist bullshit, wanna know the last place I heard "Socialism for Supers" being thrown around? Maoist China when the CCP was doing the whole Cultural Revolution thing and using Meta-Human as the Muscle to crack down on any dissent.
Monarch: I won't say it wasn't true in terms of rhetoric, but a socialist hellscape it was not...It felt more like the Jonestown Incident...You know when that Preacher Fuck with the alluring Voice Power shot that congressmen? Then it escalated violently.
Immigrant News: Yeah that was another fucked up situation but not as big as the Balkan Wars.
Longs List: You mean the one's that haven't gone completely mad? Good one.
Fox News: Can we not dredge up painful memories? Back to NORMAL things we report, like Super Hero's and the inEfficent American Super System...witch somehow is efficient, odd paradox I know.
Immigrant News: The British have a better one
Monarch: Steffan shut the fuck up.
Monarch: The British don't have a better system, they are just better at hiding their screw ups.
Fox News: Yes...also you contridicted your self a little, the "SUper Education Camps" are really just internment camps.
Monarch: Still working on confirming that you know...Chomsky calls them Centers.
Fox News: FUCK, What that genocide denier thinks...he is not in the trenches with us...he's in a comfy chair yelling at clouds
.Lois Lane Knockoff: Fox calm down no need to get mad about that idiot. He isn't worth it.Fox News: Yeah...he's not. Alright, back on topic, anything on the Hero Radar, that isn't a walking controversy?
LONG LIST: Electricians death seems suspicius. It might be nothing but we could make an article about his life. I mean he was in the Guinea Uprising.
Fox News: Yeah, His one civic duty...anyone got anything else besides the obvious?
Fox News: That's still unconfirmed because the Mother won't let the Press see the DNA results because a bunch of people keep violating her privacy...because some people value sources more than respect...now I'm not naming names, but they are in this chat.
Monarch: Cmon dude they did that only once. Mister Nobody was apparently at the site where he died.
Fox News: Yeah and I'm the queen of Sheba...no one's seen him in public in year, he's in one of those "Bureaucratic" retirements or whatever they call it.
Lois Lane Knockoff: We need to do the oldest trick in the book then. Wait and see the story develop.
Fox News: Exactly...So anyone see any good Hero stuff? The Rivalry between the Fashionista and the costume designer is heating up in Europe.
Immigrant News: Indestructible has been accused of being Russian dog by Fox News (not you Fox) apparently he saved a millitary ship.
Monarch: I'm just wondering witch Flag it was under? It was in the Black Sea right? Immigrant News: Yeah.
Monarch: Ahh, It was a Russian flagged, Turkish Crewed Oil Tanker, it would have caused an oil spill and the Yanks are once again over reacting...they will calm down and apologize for their rushed behavior and Indestructible will brush it off as usual.
Fox News: Well Good... the last thing I need is the god damned shrinks in the News Room to send me on another two-month trip to the Middle East. Well any last words from the peanut gallery? Stefan?
Immigrant News: Anarchnatte got a new sidekick.
Fox News: Great...Another child pushed in front of Cameras in a costume, don't they have Labor Laws to keep them from being exploited.
Monarch: This was a Contracted Apprenticeship, paperwork in all, everything is nice and legal.
Immigrant News: Plus this one is 18 year old.
Fox News: Grumble...I still think they need to have a Media PR Class.
Monarch: This is why the Kids are also Youtubers...Everyone learns the trade. Well, at least it can't get any weirder.
Lois Lane Knockoff: So is anyone else gonna cover the new Olosion Movie Premier?
Fox News: NO...nO MORE REVIEWS! I'm going to get a drink if I have to sit through ONE MORE thing to do.
All Sans Fox: NOT IT!
FoxNews:FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU