William rubbed the red towel mark on his ass which was slowly fading and focused on cooling back down.
He spent ten minutes relaxing his muscles before leaving the showers and grabbing a towel and drying off when he heard the door open again, and thinking Kate had come back for another slap with the towel, he prepared the towel in his hand for a counterattack.
Suddenly, a woman with dark hair and a pair of piercing blue eyes entered the showers with a slight grimace when she saw William waiting with a towel in hand.
"He had better not, but I kind of hope he does, just to see how I react!" Marie thought as the awkward stare down continued, but after a few seconds, William finally realized his man parts were currently exposed and, in a panic, rushed to cover his bits with the towel.
He begins walking out of the door when Marie thrusts her arm in the way with such force that the door frame cracks.
"And where do you think you are going?"
She asked before pushing her hand onto William's chest, and despite his efforts to move forward, he was slowly being pushed back into the shower and eventually ended up on the opposite wall with both of her arms on either side of his head.
"I was supposed to make my debut with the Mauler Twins, and you took that opportunity from me. How are you planning on paying me back?"
She pressed her fingers into the walls and slowly moved closer while William did his best to avoid accidentally touching her chest, but despite his best efforts, soon her arms were buried in the wall and her chest was pressed against his.
"I... I... I..." He stammered as his face began flushing red as her scent wafted into his nostrils.
Marie could not help but smile mischievously as she teased the young man in front of her however, she began to hear other team members moving closer to cleanse themselves of the day's troubles.
Suddenly, before William can complete his stammering answer, Marie let go of the wall as the showers began cleansing the drywall and other material from her skin.
"I wouldn't say I couldn't take him, I just need to keep my distance is all... oh Marie... I see you met William!"
Rex came around the corner with Eve in tow, clearly looking to have some alone time, when they saw the two in the awkward scenario.
William began leaving the bathroom, no longer being hindered by a strange, powerful woman.
He went to the bedroom he was given and lay down on the rather comfortable bed.
He lets out an exasperated sigh before closing his eyes and falling into a series of ephemeral and fantastical dreams. In one such dream, he was a valiant knight fighting for his country, while in another, he was a mere vagabond wandering the world free of all chains and restraint.
He could feel the thunder of hooves as a group of armored knights mowed down barbarian invaders, causing a spray of blood, bile, and dirt to fly through the air as the men were reduced to one of many corpses.
Suddenly, from William's perspective, a barbarian wielding a rather large great axe leaped from a nearby bit of underbrush, and his perspective of time began to slow as the blade began sinking into his flesh and his view of the battlefield flipped upside down.
The dream suddenly shifted, which caused him to frown in the outside world as the image within his dreamscape went from a battlefield to a vast open plain with some mountains in the distance.
He appeared to be on a hunt with a group of other men in a tribe equipped with rough wooden spears with what appeared to be stone heads, while others held slings and bags.
While they were running, they came across a herd of herbivorous beasts and began taking positions to surround one that was further out than the rest, however, before they could complete the formation, one of the men stumbled upon an extremely powerful looking dire wolf hunting the same target and the screams of the dying man echoed in the surroundings causing the mammoths to flee and the group to rush to help their friend.
However, by the time the group, including the one William was inhabiting, arrived, the upper torso had already been completely devoured, leaving only a pair of bloodied legs and what remained of the poor man's intestines.
The group charged valiantly in hopes of avenging their friend, but one by one they were slaughtered, even as they landed otherwise deadly blows, the dire wolf tore the men asunder before arriving in front of the body William inhabited, and in a desperate bid to survive, he thrust his spear.
"AWOOOOOOOOOO!"
A deep guttural howl echoed through the land as the beast's massive heart beat its last, and the light in its eyes faded.
Pulling the spear free of the wolf's chest, he dropped to his knees as he mourned the loss of his friends, and as he lay there unmoving, suddenly a flash of blue light appeared in front of him, and his body being out of his control began to move closer, full of curiosity.
William's mind flashed with pain as he was ripped from the dream the moment his dream body came into contact with that strange blue light, and he woke in a cold sweat, his bed soaked.
Unable to comfortably go back to sleep, he left his room in a huff and walked to the weight room, he was walking steadily when he approached the door leading to the gym and realized the lights were on.
"Someone up at this hour?"
He thought, as his hand slowly approached the door handle and pulled the door open.
"SLAM!"
A set of utterly massive weights fell to the ground and activated the seismic defenses of the base, preventing the entire bridge from feeling the shake.
Marie was currently under a massive bar with utterly breathtaking weights on either side.
Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead and into the crevices of her chest, which was bound by an athletic bra that only served to exacerbate her figure.
Her powerful abdominal muscles clenched, and her muscular and toned legs flexed in unison.
She once again lifted the weights that, according to William's math, had to weigh a few metric tons.
William performed some stretches before walking to the free weight rack and picking up the largest free weight he could currently handle, which had improved from the eighty pounds from before, and now his limit was one hundred and fifty pounds, which shocked him for a moment.
But soon he was lifting the weights with great momentum.
After a few sets, William noticed that, strangely enough, the effort required to lift the weight was decreasing at a slow but steady pace, it was as if his muscles, which were tearing due to the workout itself, were coming back more powerful than before at a visibly observable pace.
When about thirty minutes passed, the weights stopped being a challenge, so he upgraded to about two hundred and fifty pounds, which once again caused his muscles to swell and his veins to pop as he strained against the weight.
Across from him, Marie watched as he struggled with the weights, initially a feeling of utter superiority emanating from her like a furnace.
However, when she quite literally saw his improvement, she suddenly became interested and slowly lowered the massive weights she was holding aloft.
William eventually got tired of lifting these free weights and moved on to the bench press machine and walked up to the controls, set it up to make it weigh three hundred pounds, but when he realized how light it felt, he got up and set it to five hundred.
Once he sat down, William looked up, and Marie quickly looked elsewhere and pretended to be busy.
"Weird!"
William said softly before lying down on the machine and lifting the weight with surprising ease, only feeling the strain on the thirtieth rep.
Upon the sixtieth rep, William noticed Marie was toweling off after her workout and performing light stretches that caused William's nose to bleed metaphorically.
Marie turned her head and saw William staring and looking to add salt to the wound decided to wiggle her ass on her way out which was only made more alluring by the fact that she was glistening with sweat.
William only came to his senses when her flowery scent finally dissipated, and once again continued to work out steadily, increasing the weight until he was bench pressing nearly a metric ton and only stopped when he reached eight hundred pounds.
His muscles ached from the constant destruction and regeneration, and by the time he realized it, he had run out of energy and nearly blacked out mid-rep, and the bar nearly fell on his head, only to be stopped by a mechanical hand.
William's last image before he lost consciousness was Robot's mechanical and indifferent face.
As all this was happening, Omni-Man was floating on the surface of the moon and looking down at the planet below.
His brow furrowed, and his fists clenched as hard as possible as he came to terms with what needed to be done.
"After I train Marie, we will take over, just the two of us, and hopefully Debbie stays out of it for the sake of our family!"
His eyes grew stern as he suddenly disappeared, flying at speeds faster than the eye can see as he descended to the planet below.
Eventually, he arrived at his home, where his wife Debbie was currently making dinner for the three of them, and the day ended in a rather peaceful way with moans coming from the master bedroom causing Marie who was attempting to sleep, to put headphones on and play a video she had wanted to watch.
A video played on her phone of the fight between Teen Team and the Mauler twins. She grew impressed watching William take the lasers for Eve and having the fortitude to get back up and continue to fight.
She eventually fell asleep with the phone practically on her face, and the next day soon arrived.
After throwing on her new suit that had yet to see combat, she walked downstairs and hugged her mother before grabbing a banana to eat on the way.
"Whoosh!"
The air whipped the door closed as she flew off, and Debbie was alone in the house for the next thirty minutes before leaving to go to work.
It wasn't long before she arrived at a rather flat area devoid of any and all human life, which made Marie feel more comfortable going all out against her father, who stood in the air like a stoic statue.
"You are late, didn't I tell you to set an alarm?" Nolan said as he pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
Marie approached slowly while holding her hands behind her as she swayed side to side innocently, "But dad... I had to get ready!"
She crossed her arms in phony anger, "You know it takes at least thirty minutes to do my hair and makeup!"
She was about to continue when Nolan put his hand up, "Please just stop, we have work to do!"
Marie's eyes turn sharp, and she gets into a battle stance that she learned from watching anime and launches herself towards Nolan.
"HYAAAAAA!"
She roars as she pulls back her arm and throws a full-powered fist towards her father's face, but as she expected, he caught the fist mid-flight with next to no effort and tossed her through the air after spinning her in place.
After regaining her bearing's she was about to launch herself once again but Nolan was already directly in front of her with his hands to the side like he was preparing for a hug but he suddenly clapped his hands causing a thunderclap sound to erupt from the center of impact and once again sending Marie flying however this time she landed hard on the ground.
"RUMBLE!"
The ground erupts as she lands hard on her feet and stares up at her father with her cheeks puffed in anger.
"Daaaaad!"
She roared and stomped her feet.
"You have to start slow and then work up to it, I'm not some experienced fighter with a thousand years of experience!"
Nolan scratched his head in response and sighed, this was going to be a long day.