Hello again! Restless Collector here to bring you the new chapter to The Prime Incentive. It was refreshing to see interest in this idea that I had, for some time now so thank you for participating. Now onto the story.

Chapter Two: The Arrival

(Charles [Collect]'s POV)

"Collect, why do you choose to stay here? There's nothing wrong with you!"

I looked up at Steam and gave a rueful laugh, "David, you of all people should know there's plenty wrong with me."

He folded his arms," True, but we both know you don't belong here."

I slightly frown, "Then where am I supposed to go? Your place?"

"Well yeah!" he exclaimed, throwing up his arms.

And if I have another accident?" I said, sweating in my straitjacket.

He shuddered in his seat, and looked away, searching for an answer.

"You're not going to find one David, not the one you're looking for," I replied probing his thoughts

The room grew hot and humid, what started as a simple conversation turned into (quite literally) a heated argument. And Steam knew he lost this one.

"Hey, Relax, I have unlimited visiting hours so you can come by anytime...but this is the best option for all of us."

The room temperature seems to drop at those words. He had calmed down, but not by much.

"It's only until I get better, and when the hallucinations stop."

"...Fine. I'll just have to run Steamworks with Susie for awhile." He walked to the door the pressurized door opening at his command, "See you when the next case pops up."

He walked out the room. Leaving me to my solitude.

I rested my head on the counter, trying to suppress the throbbing pain in my skull. The waiting room hummed with shitty elevator music that's been playing on a loop for the last thirty minutes. No wonder everyone here is a lunatic.

*Ding!*

I walked towards the door and pushed my way through(Though comfortable, straitjackets have its pros and cons). And sat down at the table. Surprise eclipsing my face.

"So Charles, how has your day been?" asked the woman in black.

I shifted in my seat. "It's been fine.I take it you've been monitoring me?

Her smile slightly loosened, "After your little incident with Kern's, it became mandatory."

"Sorry to waste your time…."

Her smile fell, "No you're not."

I smirked, "Can't say I didn't apologize.'" -I leaned back in my chair. "Kerns was a sadistic fiend who preyed on the sick. So sorry if I'm not shedding any tears."

Selina's eye slightly softened, "True, his trophy collection was something to frown upon, but the way you handled it was beyond~ unacceptable."

A small dose of guilt coursed through me, "Look, I didn't mean for it to happen that way it did, honest, but I'm here to get better, not be some lab rat for a quack doctor."

She sighed and pulled out a large envelope, "Here are your release papers. All you have to do is sign."

She slid a pen and the envelope across the table.-"Let's get you out of those restraints. Shall we?-"

No need," I reply with a grin. levitating the pen, I begin to sign my signature. Though admittedly difficult, I didn't feel like undoing my straitjacket.

I handed over the document to Selina who began to look it over. "That should cover it," she said stuffing the documents into the envelope. "I'll come by to see you off In the morning."

She rose from her seat, and turned on her heels and stopped just beyond the threshold.

"Oh, and welcome back to the Incentive...Collect."

American Airways...30,000 feet in the air.

I threw the U.A pamphlet onto the table, and began to twiddle my thumbs. U.A huh? This'll be tricky. The chances of us getting in there without suspicion are slim, not after that little mishap evolving Midoriya's classroom. That and they won't let a crazy attend. Too risky from the public viewpoint….

"Um, May I get..uh you a-anything?" said the flight attendant, a nervous smile thinning her lips. Her face flushed red

I stopped, and looked up at her, she was my age, notably small and had a pair of dog ears nesting in between a crop of long hair. Her outfit was a tad too snug and squeezed her assets.

(He keeps staring. Did I greet him wrong?)

"First day on the job?" I chuckle.

"Y-yeah." She tapped her fingers together and began to sweat.

"How about you give me a cup of water and a bag of peanuts and we'll call it a day alright sweetheart?

Her face turned a deeper shade of red, (S-Sweetheart?! Is he flirting with me?! Shit! I'm starting to sweat! I hope he doesn't notice…)

...this is almost too easy.

I smiled and rested my arms on the armrest. "Say, are you free later tonight? I could use some much-needed company."

"Y-Yes I-I'm Free." she stuttered, she was panting heavily. Chest rising and lowering against her will.

If I keep this up, I'm might have her bust a button.

"Well that's great," I smile. "I'm sure you'll make great company. Now would you mind getting me those peanuts? I dare say the ride is making me a tad antsy."

"O-Of course! The Peanuts!" She stammered and made her way into the snack cart. Returning, she held a bag and cup of water in her shaking hand.

"H-Here's your refreshments, dear sir..."

I reached for it, eliciting a small *Eep* from the flight attendant. And sat it down on the table.

"Thanks...I never got your name." I said, prodding her mind.

(My name? He wants to know my name!)

"M-Millie! My name is Millie!" she replied, fiddling with her fingers.

"Millie." I paused for effect, "What a nice name."

She giggles, eye glassy and somewhat empty. She was practically drooling now...the gears in her mind stalling and stuttering.

(Woof...What a dreamboat….)

Her brains a sugar factory running on pent-up hormones in need of a release. Good thing I'm willing to provide-

"Excuse me miss."

Selina walked down the aisle and gently squeezed her shoulder. "You have to excuse him for taking your time." -she pointed to an elderly woman in the front.- "I think she has been asking for water for the past two minutes."

Her ears drooped. Then proceeded down the aisle.

"Before you go…" I handed Millie my business card, "If the Flight attendant job gets a little stale, give Steamworks a call...we need a new secretary."

"Thanks!" she woofed, then proceeded down the aisle to attend to her duties.

I turned to meet a glare from my handler. "What the hell are you doing!?"

I folded my arms "Well, I was enjoying myself until you cockblocked me."

Her frown hardened, "You do realize that you nearly turned her mind to mush, right!?"

I raised an eyebrow, "I did? There wasn't much of one to begin with. Whatever her quirk is influenced her mindset. I'm sure she keeps a chew toy at home somewhere…"

"Not all quirks come with drawbacks."

At this I raised an eyebrow, "And how would you know that?"

Selina's eye twitched.(Jackass...)

I chuckle, "Can't help it. It comes with my sarcastic personality."

She stops,"I see why you get along so well with David, both of you are assholes." she shot.

"True, but I'm the bigger asshole."

She stifles a laugh, her frown finally disappearing. "Ain't that the truth."

She looks over to Millie, who was sneaking a few glances from the snack cart.

"Have fun, but DON'T break her."

I smiled my devilish smile, "No promises."

She rises from her seat, and walked over to the snack bar, exchanging words with the flight attendant.

Mille looked the counter and slightly fidgeted. then to proceeded to walk over to me. "D-Did you want something."

"Yes," I motioned to the seat next to me, "How about you take that break now?"

Hope I gave her a good time like I promised, though sadly she was tuckered out after a couple hours. Too bad..she was a delightful kisser.

I rose from my seat and exited the plane. Taking in the sunny air and beautiful scenery…

"About time you made it." said a voice.

I turned to see Steam with his hands in his pockets, accompanied by Susie.

"We waited two whole hours for you!" she pointed to a convertible parked at the edge of the street. "Now come on we'll pack your stuff at Steamworks."

I raised an eyebrow, The place is already built?

"Yep," he said, opening the car door, "The perks of Government backing."

"I suppose," I said as I enter the convertible, luggage in packed in the truck.

"So how was the plane ride?" He asked as the driver took off.

"It was...interesting to say the least, I think I may have snagged us a secretary for the office…"

"A secretary? Sweet!" he grinned, taking a bottle of Coke from the Icebox.

"You didn't choose some shit-for-brains bimbo to file our case reports did you?" said the spider girl, black orbs pinned towards the Illusionist.

"Uh...No?" I stated

"You're a terrible liar," she deadpanned.

I reached for a coke and began to open it."Only when it matters.-

SKRRRRT!

"The hell!"

the drivers head laid lopsided in the driver's seat. A bullet hole shining through the front window.

The world became upside down as we tumbled down the hill, I bashed my head on the seat, blood trickling down my forehead. Till finally, we impacted a tree.

Crash!

I woke up chained to a chair, along with Susie, and Steam. Judging by the smell of engine smoke and industrial equipment we were in a garage. Accompanied by the thoughts of two individuals.

(There has to be some kind of price on their heads! Damaged goods or not!)

...Damaged goods? I tried to probe the thoughts of Susie and Steam only to find them scrambled and the other disturbingly silent.

(Stay alert! One's already bleeding over herself! luckily we were able to bandage the wound ... )

Two guys, most likely idiots, seeing that they don't what know what that got themselves into...Susie's injured, so need to think fast for this one.

"Hey, one of them's waking up…" said one of the kidnappers, voices slightly uneasy.

Heat came from my left side as Steam stirs in his sleep. Heat, and pressure rising in the room.

"Hey! Rise and shine!" A slap could be heard, followed by a chilling scream.

"ARRRRGH, My hand!" said the dumb bastard.

Life lesson #1: Don't touch David when he's heated up.

I opened my eyes, to assess the damage.

His hand was blistered, it looked like he kept it on a burning stove for ten minutes on a dare. Only for the medical bills to surpass the paying amount.

The other one spotted me, I didn't try to fake sleep again, no point.

"Hey!" He pointed his fingertips at me, Silver and in the shape of barrels. "One move and I'll empty a barrage of bullets into your friend here!"

(Can't kill him, Don't want that kind of heat.)

An empty threat- The shackles fell onto the floor. And I rose from my chair, rubbing my wrist.

Surprise eclipsed his face before a scowl replaced it. he raised his fingertips at me...

Let's see if your punches have a bit more to say.

I side kicked the first goon. Sending him toppling face first into the floor. With a swift stomp to the skull. I sprinted towards the next one, driving my elbow into his ribs, cracking three in the process.

They laid unconscious on the floor one gurgling blood and the other slightly drowning in his own drool.

I walked over them. They'll live, some pedestrians should have heard the commotion not too long ago, I'm sure they'll patch em up then send them off to the jail cells.

I walked over to Steam, who looked at me in slight surprise. "What?" I grinned, "Never seen me kick ass in record time?"

"I'm usually the one who swings first, ask questions later" he replied.

"What can I say, I love me some kung fu movies." I undid his and Susie's wrappings. The spider girl still unconscious from the whole ordeal.

Steam picked her up, cradling her petite form, "She must have passed out from shock."

"The crash did a number on her Steam, best to put her down before we further her injuries."

He softly laid her on the floor. Making sure she doesn't bust her head on the concrete.

*BANG, BANG, BANG*

"This is the police! We have the place surrounded! Come out with your hands on your head!"

Steam looked up at the door, Irritation creeping in his voice, "The cops are here... you want to do the talking?"

I shrugged, "Might as well." I tied the two criminals with the chain, then shackled them to a support beam. Just in time for police to barge in guns primed and aimed, surprises lining their faces.

"Officers, we have much to cover," I grinned.

After being questioned by the local hero. We were let go. Susie was loaded into the stretcher and escorted into the paramedics truck. Whisked away towards Hosu General Hospital.

"She'll be fine David, the paramedics said it was just a concussion."-I rested a hand on his shoulder-"She'll good to go tomorrow evening." "We still need a way to get into the school…"

"We can uh, set up a partnership through Steamworks, handle their more delicate matters. That way we can assess the kids."

Steam perked up at this, if only slightly. "We'll have to contact Selina if we go that route, but it's our best option so far."

A medic walked up to us. "Do you need medical assistance? we have another pickup coming in thirty minutes"

I looked up at him, "Thanks, It'd be nice to sleep this evening off."

The medic walked back to Susie. leaving us to ponder said events.

"Do you think Selina will be pissed?" Steam asked rubbing his wounds, We haven't even been here a day yet and we're are already creating attention."

"Nahhhh! Why would be she be? We were the one who was held hostage, and if she is, how pissed can she be?"

fourteen hours later.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!"

I literally felt Selina's grip on the phone from the other end.

I held the phone inches away from my ear, "We got caught up in a hostage situation, What I did was necessary."

Silence filled the other end, amping up the pressure in the room.

"Of course." she began, "Of course you did," she said softly, "Do you have any Idea who scouted you out?"

"No Idea. we were targeted after I exited the plane. Could've been watching us from earlier, I don't know."

Silence filled the other end, a single cough filling the silence.

"But enough about that. I have a favor to ask you."

This seemed to attain my handlers attention.

"I'm not going to like it am I?"

"Nope."

"...I'll be in Japan tomorrow evening. Be at the Airport at 7 pm."

"Alright, see you then," and I hung up the phone. Then walked back into my office for the night.

And that's it folks for the second chapter! Be sure to leave a review or a PM. I can't grow without feedback.