I could only chuckle at that, "Trust me, it was only C4, didn't have a chance to get anything real exotic out of the armory when they arrived. Hell, I didn't even get a chance to deploy the full shield over my house."
Officer Shaw nodded her head at that, "We noticed that also, bullet holes in the walls but no cracked and broken windows along with no over penetration. Where did you get it if you don't mind me asking."
"Local military surplus supplier is all I'll say." I replied to her with a grin. "Seeing as you're a law lady right now, stuff like that's a little outside what I'm willing to say without my lawyer around."
Officer Shaw gave me a raised brow and sighed at me, "Alright, we'll need to take some pictures and someone will be by to collect the bodies, do you have somewhere to stay tonight?"
Before I could answer, Armsmaster, the big blue asshole, decided that this would be the perfect chance to interrupt. "That would be unnecessary Officer, this man, and his companion are under arrest for excessive use of force. Unauthorized use of Tinker Tech, murder…"
He was cut off by my full-on belly laugh in his face. "I knew you were shit tier levels of incompetent but I never knew you were this fucking pathetic."
Armsmaster seemed to have blue screened, his head snapping upwards to look me in the eyes.
"I called you Pathetic!" I spoke nice and slowly while bringing my arm up and activating the omnitool. Armsmaster shifted to a combat stance, the fucking scrub. My hands flew across the command screen, massive red X's. Armsmaster thrusted his halberd forward and did nothing as it was knocked off the force field.
"Holding a PRT agent hostage." Armsmaster started but I cut him off with a wave of the hand.
I couldn't keep myself from shaking my head at him, over his shoulder I noticed the other PRT morons banging on the edges of my home's shields. "I honestly don't know what kind of stupid you might be but it's definitely an unusual strain.
Maybe if you had removed your head from your ass and looked around, you would notice that this is my home you are standing in. And that ohh so important parahuman you are so ready and willing to break the jurisdiction codes to arrest me for is not only on the bounty boards but also has a Birdcage order on his head.
Then I stepped closer to him, my voice taking a menacing tint to it. "Not only did his attempt at home invasion and murder not succeed but if you had actually taken the time to talk with any of the officers, you would also know that my retaliation was perfectly within the lines of the law."
Colins eyes narrow behind his visor, "Murder of a parahuman…"
My hands moved again, shutting him up. "This wasn't even close to murder, this was self defense. If you actually were a police officer you would know that I'm in my rights to defend my home as per the castle doctrine and….."
"The use of C4." Armsmaster states trying to bulldoze over me.
Is perfectly legal for anyone with a brute 5 rating or above and your little organization has Hookwolf as brute 7." I growled. "The same law that allows me to bear arms and the laws that allowed me to defend my home allows for excessive use of force against anyone rated at brute 5 and up. Not only is C4 legal and on the open market from specialty buyers with a damn long wait time. It's not even the most important part of this entire shit show. Maybe if you pulled your head out of your ass for one God damn second and actually look the fuck around. You might just realize that this was a home invasion instead of hoping for an easy fucking arrest to boost the shitty career of a washed up fucking tinker."
Then I really dug into the asshole, "Calling yourself Armsmaster but only running around with a single weapon, pathetic. I know squaddies that have more gear on them on a day drive than you do right now. 3% isn't efficient if you have to give up versatility you no good scrub." Then I started to motion to his gear as I picked up steam.
"No detachable head or rotary system to hot swap equipment, a shitty bike that can't even decide if it wants to be a bike with pure speed, be good at cornering or even do anything other than being an overpriced piece of paper weight."
I scoffed at the man then spat to the side, the frustration of this entire situation just draining out of me, "My lawyer will deal with you scumbags from the PRT. So instead of trying to create padded trumped-up charges to boost your failure of a career, maybe you should worry about yourself and have Hookwolfs bounty ready for when my lawyer pays a visit."
With that, I hit the final command into my omnitool, and Armsmaster never got to say anything as he was expelled out of the force fields along with all of the other PRT agents, because fuck them.
When I looked at them, the officers had mixed looks on their faces; some were hiding smiles. Some looked confused, and a few just didn't want to be out here dealing with this mess. Ignoring the fools outside even as Armsmaster squawked in displeasure as an officer walked through the force field. I turned towards Officer Shaw. She looked at me with a raised brow and all I could do in return was a shrug of the shoulders.