"Talia Al Ghul? Like the daughter of the demon Ra's Al Ghul?" He looked at me, concerned. "Correct. I'm fairly certain something stopped people from mentioning it now as well because I would have noticed at some point you were missing your son."
"Oh fuck, as soon as I cured Alfred, I remembered. It probably has something to do with that. If we're going by comic books, some big event would have happened where Alfred was cured, and then the next comic would be your son's introduction… And I fucked all that up by healing Alfred early. OOPS!"
I couldn't help but loudly laugh as I fucked up the cosmic plan for the world. Someone would be scared that the world might retaliate. Fuck that noise, I'll spit in god's face and be happy as I'm smited if it meant I could save someone I liked or respected. Alfred was in the highly respected category.
My thoughts were that I messed up Stephanie's death storyline. I kind of wanted to mess up the normal Damian storyline, too. Talia is mainly evil because of her father. If I get her calling me daddy, maybe she could stick around her son this time. Stephanie gave me a dead stare. "You got that look on your face. The look you had when you were trying to convince me to sleep with you."
Alfred's daughter asked. "Hey, umm, you're the guy with the sex super power, right? I'm not busy now that my dad's awake if you want to hit up a broom closet." Julia Pennyworth mimed sucking my dick literally in front of everyone. We all laughed out loud, and Stephanie and I took off. We made our way to my home and kissed our way to the bedroom.
She tried to give me a sexy striptease, but I had to stop her. "You might want to head to the bathroom first and wipe off your makeup." She looks at me, confused, until she comes back in after doing so, having wiped off her running mascara. She must have been embarrassed about it, but I didn't mind just keeping my almost ever-present smile on my face.
She embarrassedly asked. "Can-. Can I um. Well, Tim, he took my virginity, but he-. He never wanted me to uh-. To give him a b-blow job… Would you l-." With the smile still on my face, I cut her off. "Yes, please!" I tossed off the covers and showed her my fully erect dick. Her embarrassment went away as she approached me.
She walked over and sat right in front of me, staring at my dick like she had never seen one before. Actually, she might not have. She had sex with Tim before, but he might not have let her see his dick for some reason. I clenched and made my dick shake, which scared Stephanie. It was hard not to laugh at her.
She poked and prodded my dick before grabbing it firmly with her hand. I say out loud. "If you grabbed someone without superpowers, you might have hurt them. Ease up your grip a little." I talked her through jacking me off as she looked at my dick with pure fascination. Like my penis had her hypnotized.
It took forever, but she eventually got me close. "Put your mouth over it, I'm about to cum." She looked surprised as I snapped her out of her laser focus. She gulped and put her mouth on the tip, and in a few strokes, I came hard. Her eyes went wide at the unexpected explosion. Before her mouth filled up, she swallowed and then kept swallowing as she sucked the tip of my dick.
With an audible pop, she panted for breath and said. "Wow, I didn't expect the taste. I thought it would be icky." I almost laughed again. God, I love her. "It might be, but I can control my body and make it taste how I want." I did as well, for Stephanie, something salty was the ticket, but for Cass, it would be sweet if she ever sucked me off.
She swallowed again before licking up the spillage off my balls. She put one in her mouth and kept eye contact, trying to be sexy. I guided her on how to give a blowjob next, her inexperience a surprising turn on. Trying her best, she was going too hard and choking herself on it. "Whoa, slow down. No need to show off."
She slurped my dick and jacked me off, coming up for a breath, she spoke. "I-I know it's just. I want this night to be special." I pulled her up next to me before mounting her. I kissed her, and in between kisses I spoke. "We. Have. All. Night. To. Make. It. Special." She started to calm down, and we kissed for another ten minutes before she wanted to try finishing the blowjob.
It was much slower, but that was perfect for the first time. She got better at a visible rate, and soon I warned her I was close. Trying her best to time it, she choked herself to the hilt as I blew my load inside her throat. I pulled her under me again and spread her legs. I played at her entrance for a few minutes, just poking at it before she finally begged. "Please!"
That was enough for me. In one slow thrust, I speared her fully. She cried out in painful pleasure and started to slowly rock her legs back and forth. Her first orgasm, I realized she wasn't quite at peak human yet, and it would take some time for her to get there. The next five orgasms got her there. A dozen later, we stopped for a second as I made her first circle.
Just like with Cass, she started out cumming very quickly. Cass was still the fastest, but Stephanie was fairly close. She clung to me like she was afraid I would disappear if she let go, and her moans were more frantic than anyone else's. After a few times, I had to stop and make sure she was okay because she was crying.
It was just too many emotions for her, and I took it slow again as we kissed and she cooled down. Slowly over the course of the night, I brought her up to beyond the speed I fucked Mary Jane at. Hammering into her so hard the neighbors would be banging if I didn't have the newton's cradle going with the baffle spell. She fell asleep in my arms, and I couldn't help but let out a contented sigh as I made her second circle.
Chapter 42
I was woken up by a wet feeling around my cock. Having somehow gotten the covers over me, I only had to look underneath to see that Stephanie was trying to get a morning protein shake out of me. I groaned in pleasure at the feeling as I pulled off the covers and ran my hand through her hair.
She was handling it like a professional already, and I think she had a thing for blowjobs. She stopped me last night and asked if she could taste herself on me. Holy fuck, if I wasn't already hard a steel when she asked, I'd have hurt her with my poking erection. She tried to kiss me, and I put my fingers in the way before having her wipe her lips off first.
I ask her. "So what's the plan for today?" I put my clothes on and toss her shirt towards her while levitating her pants up. She sprayed herself down with a few spritzes of perfume. "Just going to do a bit of patrolling. Batman is still busy looking for his son, so when he finds him, it'll be an all-hands-on-deck thing." I watched her as she clothed herself.
She caught on and gave me a sexy reverse striptease before asking. "So what about you?" I walked out to the living room while answering. "Ahh. Now that I have the prototype done, I'll probably get permission from SHIELD to make more. You think Batman would want some of these made?"
"I know I want one. I'll ask him." She put a Keurig pod in and started her cup of coffee. I explained the runes I could add to it and decided to do double the protective runes. I'd have to sacrifice the temperature control rune, but it might even make the capes bulletproof. After making breakfast and heading out, I walked over to the surveillance van.
"Hey, how's it going? Some breakfast sandwiches for you guys. Couple of questions, did my materials show up, and does Fury want me to make a couple of these cloaks?" Talking with them, it turns out most of the materials did show up. I smiled as I could finally play around with making actual magical items.
I'm taken to an elevator and down several floors, then we walk down a hallway fifty feet and enter through blast doors. Inside is a small mountain of metal, and beside it are several trees' worth of wood. I laugh at the setup they made for the gems to be in their elemental equivalents. Aquamarines were soaking in water, rubies in an oven, emeralds placed next to an industrial fan, and topaz buried in dirt.
Fuck… I forgot to mention diamonds, but I guess that'll be for later then. Mana-infused diamonds could be used as batteries for magical equipment. I get to work teleporting around and buying several large blocks of plastic. Spending most of the day making several different versions of the cloaks, I finish and leave all but one of each for SHIELD. I'll give the cloaks to Black Widow, Cass, and Steph. Black Widow has the camouflage function, Cass is more defensive, and Steph has the utility one.
I spent the rest of the day calling around and getting two forges and anvils delivered via portal to the room. The sun was setting as I got everything into place and could feel the montage music almost starting as new ideas for magical products flooded my mind. The next day, I gave them all their cloaks. Gave Nat, who slept with me, a deep kiss, then went back to work making staves.
Having levitation on both the cloak and staff didn't make sense. Instead, I put telekinesis onto the staves. That would allow some control while flying before they learned to fly using just levitation. Before the day finished, I requested more materials and had two lathes delivered via portal. Next day, after giving Cass a deep kiss, I got back to work. I finished up defensive robes that would blunt all forms of damage, including magic.
Figuring out how to add magical collection to cloth, I could slowly have them build up their own mana. Just being in the presence of a magical item would slowly attune you towards that type of magic. This is often detrimental, like having an aquamarine around your neck would improve your water affinity, but it would hurt your fire affinity while worn.
Going all one affinity would lock you out of general magic, so while that was one of the usual methods people would gain magic through accidentally but staying the neutral affinity was the smarter choice. Checking the robes, I made sure they were bulletproof and would allow any who wore them to use their mana pool.
It wouldn't be much, but any person without mana could use the stored mana to use the wand and cloak. Both required a spark of mana to activate. Anyone who became higher than a 0 circle mage wouldn't need the robes, but to learn magic, it was necessary and would speed up the process.
The next day of work, I kissed Steph goodbye and started making the knives from the meteoric iron. The giant pile that was brought in contained about twenty pounds of pure stuff with about a hundred and fifty mixed in. At least that was what was left after making the staves. So I had four tons of magicless iron to work with as well.
Making knives and a few swords sharper than they naturally could be. Without needing to run around looking for giant pieces of equipment, I also make a few other magical tools. I make several of the newton's cradle bafflers and a few glamour masks that would let them appear as someone else.
The final item was an experiment more than actual proven magic. Everything I made was something made in the past, but the new item was theoretical. It was a mana/chi collector. It would pull mana/chi into itself, allowing it to infuse items stored inside and… It worked.
Chapter 43
It looked like a dehumidifier, and the moment it worked, I could feel the mana being pulled towards it the moment it was activated. Shit… Holy shit, that's huge.
It was possible to add magical collection to items, but it was at about a thousandth the rate of the chi collector I made. The chi collector was so powerful, I think a mundane human could feel it working… If that worked, then what about the reverse? After more tinkering, I get it to disperse the collected chi into the environment.
This would allow you to heavily concentrate chi into a single location. It would let even inexperienced people gather chi into their bodies. They wouldn't need perfect bodies or years of experience and could clumsily work through figuring it out. I make another five, making it a half dozen. The big problem with these is that they could take all the mana/chi out of an area if not used carefully.
Doing so would be a mistake and could lead to several huge problems if the area stayed manaless for too long. Minimizing the number of these would be necessary in the future. Nat came by at some point while I was working, and we walked into a side room I hadn't noticed, which was a bedroom… I think they got me figured out by now.
After having sex with her, I give her a quick rundown on the equipment I've made so far, except for the mana collectors. I'll keep those to myself for now as they're too dangerous. The specialized gear would be harder to pull off, but she really, really likes the glamour mask. She used it to change her clothes' appearance while still wearing her suit. I guess I'll have to take out two for the other girls then, since it seems like a good gift.
After I woke up with Cassandra next to me, she asked if we could go on a date like Stephanie. I agreed, and we spent the day together going to different date locations. We watched a movie early before heading out to have a picnic for lunch, then headed to an amusement park. I got Disney World as a portal location. It didn't exist anymore in the world I came from, and the only videos on it were people breaking in after it was closed down.
The food here was so expensive but so good, it reminded me of my childhood as I got a bunch of the specialty foods. Chocolate-covered bananas, cotton candy, funnel cakes, snowcones, sundaes, pie, and ending with a box of fudge. She REALLY likes sweets. She dragged me off into the bathroom for fun, and we had to portal out as she had been moaning loud enough to get the poopoo called on us.
We went for a walk where she held my hands and leaned into me. As I thought it would end normally, a fucking mugger popped out of nowhere. As he pulled out his knife and started talking, I cut him off. "No, nu'uh. Dude, I'm warning you right now to leave. You threaten me with that knife, and I'm gonna fuck you up." The mugger's brain short-circuited for a few seconds before he went back to his spiel.
I pull the knife out of his hands with telekinesis before giving him a final warning. "I'm on a date right now! That's the only reason you can still walk. Leave now, or I will flatten you." Once again, his brain short-circuits, from his knife suddenly flying out. He grabs for a gun, and I fling his own knife back at him while levitating the gun over. The knife embedded itself into his hand, and he ran off after that.
"God, can you believe some people?" I had to start calming myself down as I didn't want my bad mood to ruin our date. I started chuckling. "Can you believe that guy's luck? Out of everyone to hold up, and he picks us." I laugh loudly, which makes her giggle while covering up her mouth as she did so.
The night ended with us coming back and making her a dinner she picks at and I finish, and a big bowl of ice cream, which she eats mine. She curls up beside me as we watch TV, and she just starts lightly crying. Just as I think it's going to stop, she starts bawling hard. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why are you crying?"
"I- *hic* I don't deserve this. I'm a bad *hic* bad person." I hugged her into me the best I could with just one hand before whispering into her ear. "No one deserves anything, Cassandra. We're both lucky this happened, and I think I'm way more lucky than you." She kept crying, and I used telekinesis to start the baffle so our upstairs neighbor wouldn't freak out.
I hug her tight to me and explain clearly what's happening. "Cass, you have a guilt complex from killing someone as a child. You were raised from birth to be an assassin, and even then, you knew it was wrong. You're allowed to be happy. We're allowed to be happy, Cass."
She cried herself to sleep in my arm(still missing the one). It took me a while to get to sleep as I stroked her head and wiggled around to try and get more comfortable. As I woke up, I saw Steph looking down at us. I stare back at her and motion to stay quiet, but it's with my missing hand. Fuck man, I really got to fix this. Steph breaks the silence.
"What the heck? It was my turn last night." Cass flips over and, with just them meeting each other's eyes, Steph knows she fucked up. I hold my hand out and motion for her. "Come on then. Get in on this." She lies down, sandwiching Cass between us, and I ask. "So what's the plan for today?"
Chapter 44
"I got to make a couple of visits to the people I've helped, and I'm probably going to start working on fixing this arm now." I raised my missing hand as I spoke. My erection had been poking into her since I woke up. "So, unless one of you wants to take care of this erection, can you get off me so I can get to work?"
They both sheepishly get off me. Before they leave, I grab and hug Cassandra again. "Remember, Cass. We're allowed to be happy. There's nothing wrong with us being happy." I pulled away and saw that she started crying, but she also had a big smile on her face. As I walked out the door, I heard Steph ask. "What the heck was that about!?"
Making a portal to the entrance of the Wayne manor, I'm met with their new guards. Both pull their guns out, and I prepare to stop their hammers if they do fire before I say. "The only reason I appeared outside the manor is that I didn't want to be rude and invade… Also, Batman might have set up traps if I had just portaled in. Can you call and see if I can check in on Alfred, please?"
One gripped his lapel microphone before asking. "We have a *uh* magician out front. He asked to see Alfred." A few seconds of silence were interrupted by Alfred's daughter. "Alright, let him in." I came in waiting for someone to lead me to Alfred. He had been removed from machine help a day or two ago, so I wasn't sure where he'd be. Julia came running up to me before pulling me upstairs by my arm.
She pulled me into the old hospital room he was in, and no one was inside. "Before we check on him, you got to fuck me first." She pulled at the belt on my pants, and I was shocked at her forwardness. "W-what the shit lady?" She just continued to pull. "Oh, come off it. You can literally fuck superpowers into people, of course, I'm gonna take the chance. The only reason I didn't jump on you when you cured that old fart was because there were six people there who'd have stopped me."
She crouches down in front of me, and as I run my fingers through her hair, I freeze. "Hey, one second." She looked up at me as she pulled my cock out. "Listen here. This is going to happen. Look at this little guy, he's fully up and atom." She slaps herself with my cock. I answer. "Yeah, but before we start, can I cure your STD?"
Out of all the STDs, herpes was probably the least in terms of how life-ruining it was. As I slowly killed the herpes virus in her body, I was surprised at how little biomass and mental effort it took. I think herpes was treatable in this universe, but it was fairly costly. It was made by Lex Luthor because he contracted it, and he charged an arm and a leg for the cure.
I fixed her before saying. "You need to cum for the power up by the way, so while I won't stop you if you want to give me a blowjob, it won't give you super strength." The STD talk destroyed her momentum, and she let me take the lead. I telekinetically stripped both of us while I picked her up in a princess carry and placed her gently on the bed.
I lined myself up and went slowly again. I guess I went too slow for her, as she frustratedly said. "Gah, if I got to cum, then make me cum, you ninny." She grabbed my arm and somehow flipped our positions around on a single-sized bed. After lining herself up better, she bounced on my cock for a few minutes before cumming.
Julia was definitely the most experienced lover I had. She had constantly switched up positions after she wore herself out on top and let me take over. At about her tenth orgasm, she stopped and asked if that was enough. "I mean, it's enough for the first circle. It'll probably take about another three hundred to get to your core formation, though."
She looked confused before saying. "I don't know what that means. When do I get super strength and speed?" I laughed. "I can give it to you after a dozen more, but it would cripple your magical growth. As cool as being slightly stronger is, you should really wait and get all the benefits possible from it." She paced around thinking about it, dripping cum all over the floor.
"Alright. Can you come back tonight and work on this, or is there a schedule?" I thought about it. "I think there's a schedule now. You should ask Stephanie about it." As she's about to leave, I stop her. "I still need to form your first magic circle. It'll be about fifty percent stronger than other mages, but not the one hundred percent I'm going for on myself and Stephanie. It's the same size I gave Cassandra."
I help make her circle, and she drags me off to see Alfred. He was preparing food for lunch, but I was surprised she knew where he was. "He works on a perfect schedule. It's easy to know exactly where he is." Alfred quipped back. "Unless I get a disturbance call from the men outside that you're screaming in pain." She laughed before saying. "Nope, just a good fucking."
I thought she was gay in the comics, but I guess not. I knew she had a thing for Kate Kane, the red-haired Batwoman. I guess not, but she could be just wanting to have sex for my powers. She did make it seem transactional. As I got wrapped up in my head, she noticed. "Hey, big guy. Quit daydreaming about me and see what's wrong with the old fart already."
I chuckle at the look he gave his daughter before checking and seeing that the brain hemorrhage had mostly healed. It only took five pounds of biomass to fix him, which was slightly more than curing herpes. Things didn't really make sense biomass-wise, but it was an extremely complex system.
I figured since I had so much extra, I'd do him a favor. I grew the hair on his head back and blackened it. Alfred was in his sixties, and he had been bald since his thirties. Hair was really easy to change. I asked him. "I sped up your metabolism so you eat more but heal faster. Do you want me to change that back, or would you like to put on a few pounds of muscle first?"
He must have felt his hair growing. He tentatively tapped his head before asking. "Umm. Did my hair grow back?" I opened his fridge before saying. "Yeah. Your brain bleed was mostly fixed, so I thought I'd help heal some of the smaller problems with your body. You want me to remove the hair follicles or leave them in?" He gripped at his hair, then turned towards me, scared once he absorbed what I said. "N-no! I mean no. I'm happy for your help."
Chapter 45
"Morning! How's it going?" I entered the hospital room and looked around. I gave Aunt May a big smile. She had a half-eaten plate of hospital food on a tray next to her. She had her head in a halo brace, keeping her from moving it as it healed. She gave me a look like she wasn't happy. "Fuck hospital food."
I smiled as I raised a bag full of candy and leftovers. "Whoa, Aunt May! Watch that language." It was hard not to like her; she reminded me of my old boss. A straight-laced, no-nonsense lady who would only drop the facade once she trusted you. It was years before she was comfortable enough around me to call the hire-ups and lazy workers out in front of me.
"Got some candy bars, leftover lasagna, and a couple slices of pizza from my brunch." I handed them over to her, and she started eating the york peppermint patties I stole from the closest gas station. I sat down at the end of her bed and started to rub her feet while checking her condition with diagnostic touch.
What really surprised me was that I could tell she was getting turned on from me giving her a foot massage. It must have been something Uncle Ben did when he was still alive. After healing all the bedsores and other conditions, her frown turned to a smile, and we talked for a bit. I shortened the time it would take for her neck to fully heal by two weeks and stood up to leave. As I was walking out the door, Peter showed up, and I walked back in for a bit.
I sat back down and listened to Peter talk to her before I had a chance to talk to him. "Wow, Aunt May, you look way better. They must have got your medicine fixed." She rolled her eyes while saying. "Yeah, right. You know how much I hate hospitals, and these nurses all but ignore me. It's that boy over there who put this smile on my face."
He looked at me, and I had to ask. "You know Gwen Stacy? Is she and Miles?" The comics hinted at it, but I wasn't sure. "Yeah, just started." Damn, well that sucks. That really only leaves Silk or Black Cat of the Spider family, I could possibly pick. Actually… "I'm glad for them. Why haven't you called me? I gave you my card, but it took forever to look up where Aunt May ended up. I was ready to use my SHIELD connections to figure it out."
He scratched the back of his head. "The-. Well, you healed Aunt May. I didn't know what to say to you." He wasn't the first person I gave a card to, either. I wasn't surprised Jessica Jones didn't call me, but Peter should have at least thanked me. "Well, it's going to take a while until your Aunt's neck is fixed. I'll drop by every few days to speed it up. Keep me in touch in case something else happens."
The Spider family was all in this universe. When Peter was bitten, so was everyone else. They didn't go the totem route, but there were big team-ups from all of them. I stood up and told him again. "Seriously, if you need help, especially of the magical variety, please call me."
I made a portal and headed out. Flipping through my phone at the few notifications I got when inside, I smiled as another of the girls I was aiming for showed up. Teleporting to the park, I walked towards the ghetto where she was seen. After checking the apartment number, I knocked on the door. After waiting a few seconds, I cycled chi into my ears to eavesdrop on the inside.
She was alone. That's good. I called out. "Hello, is Mari here? Maybe go by Vixen, but you might not have chosen your superhero name yet. Can I come in instead of talking loudly through the door, please?"
She comes over to the door and opens it before looking around and ushering me inside. As I go to sit down, she pulls a gun on me. The shaking hand let me know she was just starting out and maybe didn't even use her talisman yet. For the briefest of moments, I thought about killing her and taking the totem for myself, but quickly repressed that idea.
As much as having a powerful item that could help me would be, I'd have to kill a beautiful woman to do so. I stare at her chest for too long before I shake my head back and forth. "Jesus, those things are hypnotic. Sorry about that. So you obviously haven't figured out your totem yet. Go ahead and grab it while thinking about an animal, and you'll take on the aspects of that animal."
She shuffles around, moving suitcases aside as she tries to think of where her necklace is before glancing back up at me. "Who exactly are you?" I scratch my face before answering. "Well, that's a hard question, but I think the main takeaway is I'm part of the 100. I know who's powerful and what people's backstories are. So I know you're here to kill your uncle who wiped out your tribe."
A knife was thrown towards me, and I barely stopped it with telekinesis before it hit. Without flinching, I said. "Right now, I want you to succeed. You pull some dumb shit like that again and I won't be the nice guy anymore." She had feigned her fear earlier, trying to get me to drop my guard. Pulling a gun on me, she pulled the trigger. She actually pulled the trigger.
I close the distance and smash her in the face. She struggled as I punched her over and over again, but it wasn't a fair fight. The hardest part was holding back enough not to accidentally kill her. Cold, indifferent rage was the only thing I felt against her. I placed her on her side so she wouldn't drown to death in her own blood.
She moaned in pain, and I searched her suitcase. "Congratulations, dumbass. Not only did you lose my help, but I'm taking your totem. Good luck killing uncle dearest without superpowers." Frustrated by how things played out, I gave her one last chance. "What will you do for me to not take this from you?"
Chapter 46
I slapped her awake and healed her enough so she stopped bleeding. "I asked what you're willing to do to keep this necklace? If you don't answer in three seconds, I'm gone." She looked at me like I was the most evil villain. "Bitch you just tried to kill me twice in a few seconds. The only reason you're not dead is because you're pretty."
I give her another few seconds to respond before I get up and walk out. She calls as I reach the door. "Wait! Wait. I messed up. You guys are known for being chaotic and villainous." I look at her like she's stupid. "Yeah, except the three in the Justice League and the four who are unaffiliated heroes. Most of the more evil 100 were killed already, and I told you I was here to help."
She looked at me as if asking if I was being serious. "Three separate members showed up to try and fuck a single girl. You are clearly here to do the same with me, and I wasn't sure you'd take no for an answer. You even threatened to take my necklace away if I didn't fuck you." I'm taken aback by what she said. I hadn't really seen it from a female's perspective. I was doing exactly what those idiots were doing.
I took the necklace out of my pocket and tossed it to her before remembering. "Most of the strongest creatures you can take after are bugs. At least in the comics, anyway, not sure if that's a thing in this world. Have a nice life, and I hope to never run into you again."
I leave and walk away. I really needed a palate cleanser after that terrible meeting. I teleported to the top of a mountain I specifically flew to from one of the Justice League Boom Tube gates. Its scenic view would be perfect for romantic situations, but I just sat back and watched the sunset. God, I really wanted to drink. I quit more than a decade ago, though. I know those feelings will pass.
For some reason, I didn't take the necklace. I don't think that Vixen had plot armor, but the necklace could choose its wielder to some extent. As I sat and watched the sunset, I grew back my elbow. It was more painful than I thought it would be. I take in several deep breaths, and with each long exhalation, I let my emotions go.
Yes, I misunderstood the situation, but she tried to kill me twice and said I was a rapist because of a group I was attached to. An ass kicking is the least I could have done to her. I was burning the candle at both ends and was tired. I decided I was moving too quickly, and I shouldn't just assume everyone would want my help just because I know about them and their enemies.
It really didn't make sense in my head, but some people are just stupid. I could practically hand her the ability to kill her uncle, and she would rather fight. Not every woman is going to want to fuck me, even though I could offer them so much by doing so. I mentally checked her off my list of women I'd maybe want to have sex with regularly. I teleported home and just spent the rest of the day in bed. The next day, I made a few things but didn't do much experimenting.
The day after that was the same. Same after that and same after that. I didn't realize I was in a mental slump until my arm was fully healed. That day Steph pulled me out of bed and me, her and Cass, all went on a date together. We portaled to California and just walked along the beach holding each other's hands as the waves washed over our feet.
They must have talked it out so that it was fine that they were both dating the same person. Honestly, they were great friends, and I was jealous that I didn't have something like that in this world. I knew both had each other's backs no matter what. We bought shaved ice and ate it as I looked at the girls side by side.
Both were in bikinis. Steph wore a blue and white patterned set while Cass was wearing a black set. Steph fed Cass some of hers, and it was hard not to smile at their closeness. We finished up, then Steph wanted to visit the place in Paris again and show Cass. I teleported us to the top of the Eiffel Tower to watch the sunset. Steph and I were still collecting the final bit of chi to form our third circle and core.
The biggest problem when forming both is it was a race against time. You need to have enough chi/mana built up to be able to do both, and the longer it takes, the higher the chance of risking the gas chi turning into liquid. That would make it impossible to form anything else involving the first form.
Theoretically, it was possible to have more than nine circles, but that was getting into godhood at that point, and it would take thousands of years and fundamentally changing your body to be possible. You could alter yourself into pure chi/mana, but that came with its own set of problems.-
I'm taken from my thoughts as Steph turned my face towards hers and gave me a long, passionate kiss. As I pulled away, it was hard not to have a big dopey smile on my face. Until Cass turned me towards her and did the same. The smile turned into happiness as I held both their hands and finished watching the sunset.
We got home, and it was still daylight outside as we did so. Portalling often came with that time shock. As we stepped through, both their pagers went off. I smirked as they called their outfits to themselves and were about to head off, before I stopped them. "Hey, you think I can make my hero debut with you guys today?"
"Oh?" Steph asked as she cocked her head to the side. "You figure out a name then?"
I smirked at her as I changed into my new robes, hat, mask, and cloak. "Sure did. You can call me…"
Chapter 47
A knife whizzed past my face. "Whoa there, you almost touched me with that thing. It clearly hasn't been sanitized." I clock the goon with my newly grown hand. It still had the pinkish skin from scarring, and I knew my regeneration was working to heal it, but it would take a long time.
With me working with the Bat Family, I had to pull my punches and not kill anyone. I kick another grunt trying to get up in the ass, and he falls back down on his friend. One pulls out a gun, but I stop the hammer from falling, so no bullet is fired. I run at him full speed and kick him hard in the stomach.
Ordinary mooks like this aren't worth fighting, but I viewed it as part of the date. I took out the few that looked like they had some experience fighting. Cassandra drew the short end of the lot as she only had one good fighter, then her group broke and ran since most were young punks.
Another knife is thrown at me, and I stop it before it clears half the distance. Really pulling my punches, I don't stab him with his own knife but throw the miniature crosses I made specifically for my hero costume. Or crosserangs, crossikens? I'll have to figure a name out later. The piece of metal strikes the guy's hand, drawing a yelp of pain from him.
These guys looked like normal bad guys, but that doesn't explain their numbers and lack of guns. If they were mafia, they'd have guns; if they were henchmen, they'd have a costume, but they all looked different. No, something was off with these guys, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
It struck me at once. "Mind control! These guys are probably being mind-controlled, don't hurt them too bad." I thought about who could have possibly done this, but only one made sense. Only one had the means in the area to do it with monetary gains as the goal. Someone who has just lost a large sum of money. With my brain working overtime, I ducked as the spray of Tommy gun bullets ripped through where I was.
I smirked as I dodged the gunfire and used telekinesis to make it harder to control. I pointed the gun barrel up and right as he corrected and started pulling down hard. I shifted the pull downwards, and he almost shot his feet as he stopped firing. As he looked up a metal cross caught him in the face.
Damn, how unlucky I found someone I would get decent psychiatrist skills from if I killed them when I'm with my girlfriends. I clicked my tongue at my unluckiness as I pulled out the White Rabbits umbrella sword/shotgun. I raise it above my head. "Recognize this?"
It takes him a few seconds to look up, and the look of shock I expected wasn't there on his face. It was only the glazed stare of someone who was under hypnosis. Fuck! "Hatter is mind-controlled, too." He moves with the sluggish motion of someone not under complete control of his body and tries to point the gun at me again.
I close the distance before knocking him down while stripping the gun from his hands. I trade the Tommy gun and umbrella for my staff and cane with magic before pointing the staff at him. "Egnahc sehtolc otni sgnidnib!" I feel my body shudder under the four-word spell. I could shorten it, but straining your magic circles is also good for them. I think I might have overstrained them as I struggle to catch my breath.
Both hands are placed on my knees as I breathe in and out. I didn't expect it to be that draining. I did two change spells beforehand and teleported us close, but that might have taken ten to twenty percent. I should have still had enough for a four-word spell even without my staff as a conduit.
Nope, I think I figured it out. Something in the surrounding area ate most of the mana in the area. Most casters, including myself, pull some of the mana from the surroundings to cast their spells, and when there isn't much in the area, then you can have accidents like this.
It didn't feel new either; possibly, the area was the area of a huge magical battle hundreds of years ago. I started to meditate as we finished clearing the group. A deep breath in, wait a few seconds, deep breath out. Meditating wasn't necessary, but it would actually help replenish the mana in the area.
I took in muted mana, replenishing my own while expelling less but more pure mana that will work to spread throughout the area. The mana had been damaged and couldn't spread naturally. Taking in the broken mana would let me recycle it while fixing the area. Another ten deep breaths, and I felt much better.
As I opened my eyes, the two heroes were blocking most of my view, wondering what I was doing. "The area was the location of a huge magical battle. The mana was stunted, so I had to correct it or it would stay that way."
It would have taken a dozen mages several hours to do what I did in ten breaths. Also, they wouldn't have been able to find the problem in the first place. Doctor Strange had the New York sanctum here, and this spot had gone unnoticed for his entire reign. I could come up with a spell to find other magical scars, but it wasn't my job, so I just fixed what I found naturally.
As I put my hands on the Hatter, I could feel an instant snap as my Diagnostic touch reached the second tier. It didn't have that in between areas like telekinesis, biomatter control, and regeneration. The changes were that I could tell more intangible problems that people have… Also, I think I could diagnose plants and animals to a lesser extent.
The intangible problem I picked up on was mind control… And also the delusions of grandeur from a psyche break, high-grade psychopathy, and lack of empathy for others. He only really cared for himself and saw everyone else as pawns or problems that needed to be solved. He also had OCD and several other mental problems.
Chapter 48
Checking the cost to fix any with biomatter control and… Yep, insanely expensive to fix to the point it would be impossible until it reached the second rank at minimum. The cost to send him into a coma was there as well, or start to slow or even reverse the effects, I said. That was much cheaper but still out of my budget, especially for a nobody like him.
A mental jolt to shock him out of mind control was possible, but it also told me other ways to break someone out of it. He was already unconscious, but surprisingly, he was affected by a stronger compulsion that wouldn't break from just that. I warned them both. "To break the mind control on him, I'm going to need to strangle him to death, then resuscitate him. I hope neither of you has a problem with that as I want to find out who is behind this sooner-."
I lifted him up and put him in a headlock. I didn't squeeze too hard, as I had superhuman strength, and snapping his neck would have been a step too far. After holding his neck for long enough, I felt life leave him. As if understanding that I had no plans of leaving him like that, I didn't gain any skills or powers from him.
I didn't feel like performing CPR on him, so I cast. "Etaticsuser." He took in a deep, gasping breath as he regained consciousness. I smiled as I looked down at him. I completely forgot I was wearing a plague doctor outfit, as I said. "Welcome back to the land of the living. Got a quick question for you. You know who mind-controlled you?"
He looked confused at first, then his expression changed to fear, then to anger. He gritted his teeth as he spoke. "Damn, 100 fucker. Go-" I picked him up as I heard the sound of a gun being fired and placed him in the path. The next moment, I'm engulfed in an explosion as the grenade launcher round slammed into him.
His body absorbed most of the blast, but there was still more than enough to fill me with shrapnel and launch me ten feet back. I feel the siphon kick in, and I absorb his lackluster hypnosis power, but the knowledge on psychology I get from him is extremely helpful. My freshly healed hand is fairly mangled as I check for any serious injuries and find none. "Mother fucker, I just healed this arm!"
I looked towards the entryway where the grenade came from just in time to make a telekinetic barrier in front of the launcher as he fired. The gun explodes in his hands as the girls close the distance on the much more armed mind-controlled men. Thankfully, both girls were aware enough not to panic as they saw someone die in front of them.
Cassandra normally tried to save every person, even at the cost to herself, but the death came so fast that she might only feel bad about it later. Six batarangs flew as Batgirl ran towards them, and Stephanie dipped to the side to provide magical help. She was almost as powerful as I when it came to magic, so the barrier spell she put up could stop bullets as long as she fed it mana.
"Kid gloves are off, I'm afraid crippling injuries are on the menu with that kind of firepower." I changed out my staff and cane for my two pistols. The grenade launcher guy was turned into hamburger, and the mind-controlled men continued to pile into the room, stepping on the bits, some even slipping.
Both girls were stopped in their tracks for a moment at the graphic nature of what they were watching, but I knew that on the mind-controlled people scale, it wasn't that bad. Forcing someone to eat their family, then their fingers, before stabbing themselves to death would be the far end of how fucked up some of them could be.
Shots into their weapon-carrying arms were what I could do to stop them from shooting, but it wasn't as effective as I thought it would be. Deciding to just try and break their guns, I shot at them next. The shots with the pistol weren't very effective, but that giant pistol was. If I happened to miss and shoot their fingers off while knocking the guns from their hands, I didn't mind.
Both were still shell-shocked as one of the mind-controlled men fired at Stephanie's shield. It wasn't a big strain on her, but if four or five were firing at once, it would drain her fast enough to maybe break the shield. I called out to them. "This is too much! We got to regroup outside and see who's leading them after getting back up."
I grabbed Cass and Steph before ducking behind one of the desks in the lobby of this bank. "Port us out, I don't have the mana for it." Steph looked panicked before asking. "W-where?" "Anywhere else we can portal back." A half dozen men began to fire at the desk, but they were fairly sturdy with a chunk of concrete in the center covered by wood.
A second later, a portal opens up and we're dumped into the alleyway in Paris as we catch our breath. Both girls were getting calls, and I could hear Batman yelling at them out of fear as we just fled the scene. "Are you okay!? What happened!?" I could hear the engine of his vehicle as he drove.
"Mad Hatter tried to rob a bank, but he was mind-controlled by someone else. We left as the other mind controller showed up and started having his men fire on us." Steph said with a shaky voice. She was an experienced crime fighter, but that wasn't really a fight. That was more of a warzone than anything she had dealt with.
Chapter 49
"We're recovering in Paris. Give us a minute before you go in, they're fully armed with a mind controller leading them." I called out next to Cass as I talked through her mike. I breathed in and out as another of my skills clicked over, and I felt my body start recovering from the grenade launcher wounds.
Going from low superhuman to mid superhuman regeneration was a decent increase. I would now grow back limbs with enough time, and small wounds would be gone in a day or two. I also needed two hours less sleep for a full night's rest. Wolverine was in a weird spot where he could theoretically stay awake forever, but didn't for some reason.
It was probably a self-imposed limiter on his power that he unconsciously placed on himself to appear more human. Speaking of which, muscle growth/power. If he could regenerate endlessly, he should be a hulking giant from his muscles constantly tearing and healing.
I still wasn't fully up to par yet as my mana continued to recover. I yelled out. "When Batman gives us the go-ahead to go back, wake me up. My mana is far too low to help." I sat down in the dirty ass alleyway and began to meditate again. At twenty-two breaths, I was shaken awake.
Still not much, about twenty percent left. That's enough for two portals, and it might knock me unconscious trying. I asked Cass. "You haven't used much mana. You want to portal us in?" With a look of resolve, she nodded in affirmation. She didn't have a staff but kept the spells on the plates and used them like a remote to activate.
It was about the same mana, but she liked the smaller size and flexibility that having them separate gave. We portal back in on a rooftop across the street from the bank. The vehicles they had showed up in were on fire, and several explosions went off inside the building as we watched. Batman must have sent his Batmobile to autopilot as it wasn't visible from the street.
Several of the mind-controlled men were just aiming down the road and firing without anything to target. It was clear to see they were going for as much damage as possible as another vehicle exploded, shattering the windows nearby. My unpreparedness couldn't be understated. I should have been able to handle them all myself by now, and I was disappointed I couldn't by now.
After we figure this out, I'm going to put my nose to the grindstone, so if something like this happens, I'll have plenty of options to deal with it. I grabbed Steph and jumped down twenty feet, landing on a terrace before jumping down and stepping on a shield platform before landing on the ground. Cass just jumped from the roof and rolled, not losing much momentum.
The fall distance might have been fatal if she weren't enhanced, but it didn't even slow her down as her body naturally adapted to its limits faster than mine did. She constantly pushed herself so she knew exactly what was possible. I set Steph down before she ran, turning back towards me. "You know I have a grapple gun, right? I could have just attached it to the building and jumped off."
Yeah, I wasn't sure how they worked, but the guns they used were strong enough to pull them up or slow their descent enough to safely jump off without risking injury… You don't think about that if you don't see it regularly. Bruce could make millions with that invention, but kept it for himself and a few he deemed worthy.
I knocked out the two gunmen outside and slapped some zip ties that probably wouldn't stop their mind-controlled strength anyway. I really should have left it for one of the girls since they had their bat cuffs or whatever. Why did the fucking mind control guy show up the day I decided to become a hero?
The urge to pull my punches was rapidly fading as I was growing irritated with the whole situation. I took in a few deep breaths before I entered the bank again. A spray of bullets I blocked with a barrier sealed my feelings as I looked for the culprit and didn't find who I was expecting. Doctor Psycho, who was clearly under mind control, was the only villain I saw.
He was mentally holding Batman at bay while Cassandra blocked bullets from striking the downed Batman. A bullet into his leg, practically exploding his kneecap, was enough for him to break eye contact with Batman, breaking the mental battle they were having. I used my barrier like Captain America, blocking bullets while running towards a hypnotized person and smashing them against the wall.
After clearing up the mooks, I looked around for anyone else. Is anyone around here? Just Doctor Psycho, then I felt dread. This guy knew what he was doing. We have another veteran using proxies to fight. He wouldn't ever reveal him-. A man began clapping from a corner. I almost burst out laughing as he did so.
He was not only inexperienced, but I bet he's going to have a gloating speech before revealing he has stronger-than-average psychic powers. "Ahh, it appears the Bat finally left his cave. And he brought two little birdies with him! That's good… Uhh, who are you?"
I smirked as I ran at him. "I'm the Juggernaut bitch!" His eyes went wide, and he barely made it above me before I slammed into him. Shit, he's a flier. He flew over to Doctor Psycho and picked him up as I fired at him, trying to bring him down. I made a portal in front of him and jumped through, landing on his back as he tried to fly away.
Grabbing his arms made him drop Doctor Psycho in the room, and he slammed me against the door frame, trying to free himself before escaping, but I held firm. A moment later, we were taking off into the air, and I could feel my powers being drained from me. Ahh, he picked the boost bundle from the bundle list. That didn't make sense unless…
He was also grouped with another 100 member who picked the controller bundle. I wasn't about to let him flip the rules against me, so I pulled out my knife and stabbed him in the neck, bleeding him to death. I felt the rush of power hit me, and I burst out laughing at how lucky I was.
Chapter 50
The booster was one of the bundles I looked at. It didn't do much, but it was a very similar set of powers to my own. First, you could siphon powers from others, with the weakened effect being that it took ten minutes of contact to do so. I felt my siphon change and grow to include this as well, allowing me to not need to kill, and I could steal from women as well…
No, something definitely felt off with the power when it came to that particular thing. It was on the verge of allowing, but it still excluded it. Siphon was one of the powers I couldn't improve, but I just improved it by stealing another version of it. They weren't compatible, and I felt the two grind against each other, shaving off pieces of each to finally combine.
The other power was flight plus one. You could fly and allow another person you're touching to as well. The flight was added to me, but the allowance was changed to the weakest version, only partially reducing their weight. It was a power that could grow, though, so I could eventually give flight to anyone under me once it was evolved.
I could do so with magic, but this was its own power, letting me free up the need for wasting my mana to do so. It seemed small, but flight was a mana hog compared to other powers. The third power was the item box, and I smiled as its previous contents were launched out of him as I gained it. He was given the 3 cubic feet version, while it had shrunk to the 1 cubic foot version for me, but once again, I could grow the skill to the 5 cubic feet version.
The final power was bestowal. It would allow me to give my powers away to anyone I decided to or loan them out and take them back if they betrayed me. The biggest thing, though, is I could give a portion of my powers to someone and retain the weakened version… This would allow me to regrow the power again with my growth power, then give them away again.
Now, the main thing is that it also gave me the weakest version of the powers he had stolen until that point as well. Weakened versions of the hypnosis, mind control, and telekinesis were absorbed, giving me small boosts to them. He had stolen low superhuman intellect from someone, and I felt the peak human intellect I had grow significantly.
I was so happy I almost cried as I gained another power I desperately wanted but didn't have the points for. He had absorbed someone with the gunslinger bundle. A flood of new powers flowed through me. Superhuman eyesight, reflexes, and intuition were all nice. Separate weapon storage that would allow me to store up to five weapons, but only give one at its level and camouflage. Camouflage would let me bypass another huge mana sucking spell, and it would block me from being spied on through magic and technology.
A huge sigh left my lips as I felt significantly safer, as no one could spy on me any longer. The excess weapons he had stored also began to fall, and after finally going through my new powers, I looked at what had fallen and immediately started to dive for the items.
I portalled his body into the side room at SHIELD just to make sure no one else got ahold of it and grabbed at the three different guns, RPG, and a l-l-lightsaber that had fallen. I remembered about a hundred feet from the ground that I could make them float with telekinesis. My heart pounded as I stored the lightsaber. What an idiot to not use any of the weapons in his fight.
If he'd have fired the RPG at Batman, there wouldn't have been much he could have done. Thank god he was so inexperienced, or the fight would have been dramatically harder. The mental images I got from him also revealed his secret base's location and… I smiled as I knew I was going to get even more powers before the end of the day.
Looking at the guns better now, I can see that the gunslinger most likely got to pick two of his choice and maybe even the saber. A blaster pistol with a scope on it, which really made no sense to me. A bowcaster, which meant that the little cartridges I saw fall were full of bolts. The final gun was a modern sniper rifle.
As I held the pistol, I could tell that it could fire up to forty blasts a day, twenty lethal and twenty stun, before it would need to recharge. The materials to recharge weren't in our galaxy, so I would just need to wait. That also meant that the bolt caster, once I ran out of ammo, would become completely useless unless I figured out how to make more.
The RPG was just that, a normal RPG. I'm really glad that he wasn't the first through the door when we were ambushed, or I'd have been turned to paste. I wouldn't have even had the chance to put the Hatter in the way before I exploded along with everyone around me. Once again, I'm really, REALLY glad that the fucker with it was so inexperienced.
He wasn't under mind control either, which would have made him way more likely for a suicide attack. The memories I got of his accomplice let me know I was working with two younger men. Maybe even children who got very, very lucky with their start. Working together, they managed to steal several powers, so I was getting the controller as well as some extra powers.
I landed on the ground and started collecting everything. The three heroes watched me scrounge up the stored items that were ejected. Batman finally asked as I swept the capsules with my foot. I held the guns in my hands. "Where's the criminal?" I barely looked up. "Huh!? Oh, he got away. Dumped a bunch of good stuff out, so I jumped off him before stealing what he left."