What It Means

AN: Welcome back. Here's chapter 3. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Punch Man or any of the characters associated with the title. All rights belong to their respective owners.


Saitama made it to the bunker near his store after checking to ensure everything was locked. He stood staring up at the metal doors curiously. How was he supposed to get in? "Uh… hello?" he called out, knocking on the door a few times. With seemingly no answer, he went to knock again before the sound of the doors mechanics at work stopped him. It opened up to the sight of guys who had to be heroes if their clothes were anything to go by.

[Class C, Rank 1, Mumen Rider]

"What are you still doing out there? Come in, quickly." The man in the strange orange get up said urgently, rushing him in. "Was there anyone else out there?"

Saitama was very confused by the urgency.

[Class C, Rank 13, Tank Top Tiger]

"I doubt it, dude was probably stuck on the toilet when the alert came in." He hypothesized baselessly.

"On the toilet?" Saitama questioned.

"It doesn't matter. I'm glad you made it here safely. Please, stand by and wait for the matter to be resolved." Mumen Rider said kindly. "I'm sure with the combined power of the S-Class, A-Class, and B-Class as support, it won't take too long."

'Huh, that sure is a lot of heroes. There must be a really strong monster.' He thought as he walked further in, his senses flooded with the amount of people crammed within. There had to be hundreds of men, women, and children packed inside this dome, stretching back all the way to the backwall, and even more on the next floor above. There was so much chattering going on, it reminded him of the cafeterias from back in school.

With nothing to do and really no one to speak to, he simply looked around before seeing a bench off to the side. Luckily, it was next to the corridor that led to the bathroom, so if he had to go, he didn't have to push his way through the crowd to do so. Sitting down, he looked up to the television screen that was displaying the battle, or most of it at least.

On the screen, the camera (positioned on the helicopter) had its sights set on a battle involving many of the S-Class heroes standing against some kind of tall, dark, clay skinned creature with two faces. There were a few A & B-Class heroes mixed in as well, for support. It seemed the heroes were simply tiring out too fast to have any effect. It brought panic to many of the civilian viewers. The creature simply regenerated, no matter what they did to it. He'd been sliced and diced by both Atomic Samurai and Bang, he'd been brutally pummeled by an unnecessarily nude Puri-puri Prisoner, and yet he was still standing good as new. What more could be done?

"Oh man." Said a civilian man standing in front of Saitama with his group of friends. "What the hell is that thing?"

"Are you stupid? It came from space. It's some kind of alien." Said another.

"I know that." The man replied in irritation. "It looks strong… maybe too strong. That's almost all of the S-Class heroes fighting that thing."

"Yeah? So? Just wait till tornado gets there. She'll wipe the floor with those freaks."

"Yeah… I sure hope so… but.. what if that's not the boss?"

"What?"

The young man took a moment to think it over. "I mean… you've played alien video games before. The boss never comes out first. Usually, they send a strong right-hand man first. After you beat him, you go on to beat some other small fry, maybe one more strong one, and then you face the boss who's like… ridiculously strong."

"This isn't a game, you idiot. This is real life. Besides, it's Tornado. She's never lost to a monster, not even once."

"w-well.. what about the Sea-King? Some say she denies being the one that took it out. I mean, she had been hitting that thing with everything she had before she drained out. How c-.."

"That was just her distracting it, dumbass. She was charging up all of her power into that pebble and waiting for that Sea-Freak to let it's guard down. Her looking beat up was all an act."

"I don't know… seemed real to me."

Saitama listened with very little interest. In a room so large, all of the voices were jumbled. They were just close enough to catch his ear.

"They sure sound desperate, huh?" A voice next to him caught his ear.

"Hmm?" He looked over to see the rather big man wearing the tiger striped tank-top with his arms folded over his chest. Was he finished with guard duty? "Tch. For all of our sake, I hope what they're sayin' about Tornado is true… I hope she can take these things out. If not, then that's pretty much it for us, isn't it?" he said.

'… Is he talking to me? Or is he just thinking out loud?' Saitama thought, looking at him strangely.

"I know big bro is out there now… fighting for us, but… maybe not even he can… no.. no Bro can handle himself no problem. These things don't stand a chance! Oh man, maybe I should rally the other tank tops and go help out however we can…" His eyes glanced up towards the screen to see the battle that was still going on. "… Nah… we'd just get in the way." He admit truthfully. "Shame… I bet there are some pretty strong opponents there… sounds like fun…"

'Okay, he's definitely talking to himself. He's not even muttering.' Saitama thought with a creeped out look on his face. That's when he thought back to what he was saying. 'Some pretty strong opponents huh?' … …

"i-It's her!" A voice called out in front of them, drawing the tank-top tiger's attention. "It's Tornado!" a round of applause flooded the area as they watched the green glowing woman stop a barrage of those deathly bombarding missiles in mid-air.

"Ohoh!" Tank-Top Tiger chuckled out as he looked at the screen. "They are in for it now! Watch closely, little dude, cause y-.." He stopped talking when he realized the bald man he took a seat next to was already gone. "Oh… I guess I'm talking to myself."


Tornado watched the massive ship not even buckle when she sent the barrage of missiles back. For some reason, she could feel an incredible presence coming from within there. Perhaps another psychic. It felt about right, but she couldn't be certain. She hadn't felt another other than her sister for quite some time. Looking down at the battle the other heroes were fighting, she grew somewhat annoyed.

"How long are you all gonna play with that pile of mud!? We've got bigger problems here, so hurry it up!" she demanded.

"We're working on it, you little brat!" Atomic Samurai spit out in frustration. "In the meantime, why don't you do something about that ship?"

"Obviously! What do you think I'm doing!?" She spat back. "Just kill that thing and get inside HQ or something. You're in the way."

"Why, you little-!" Metal Bat muttered out before he was stopped by Bang who put his hand up.

"Understood. We will make this quick and clear out of the way." He said, more so to the others rather than Tatsumaki.

She looked at the old man for a second before floating up and away. Getting some distance, she looked around at all of the useful rubble. For the meantime, she could damage as much of the bottom as possible until the others got clear. The fact that HQ was still standing was all she needed. She'd just drop a meteor on this thing and destroy everything inside. Yeah. Them piling up in a ship like this and not dispersing any ground forces was simply making her job easier. It'd be a clean sweep.

It wouldn't be like last time.

'Hmph. Piece of cake.' She thought.

That's what she thought, yeah… but… there was a sliver of doubt that accompanied that heavy proclamation. That feeling from earlier. It was reason for doubt. She truly felt some sense of dread. That of which she had never felt before. Regardless. If she couldn't do this, then they were done for . . . That's right… she's the last line of defense.

Whether they survived this invasion or not… it's all on her.

'… y-.. yeah… piece of cake.' She thought, a little less certain than before.


Saitama flushed the urinal and zipped his pants. He was luckily able to slip away from that weirdo tiger guy during the commotion of the applause. He wasn't exactly sure what they were applauding, but it was a great excuse to get out of that awkward situation. The only question was what to do now though. He didn't really feel like listening to some weirdo talk to himself all day.

He walked out the bathroom and headed back down the hall. To his luck/dismay, the Tiger guy was gone, but his bench was now claimed by others. No biggie. He was sure he could find another seat somewhere. Walking around aimlessly, he all but ignored the murmuring of the surrounding citizens and lower-class heroes, all looking towards the screens in anticipation.

Most were all but reassured with the presence of Tornado, but there was still a large portion who saw it as nothing more than a slowing of the inevitable. They had never seen a catastrophe of this magnitude. This was beyond the level of the Sea King by a mile, and Tornado was brutally defeated back then before she dealt that final blow. (the popular belief) Would she try the same thing here? She's been throwing around discarded ruble of buildings for some time now and it hasn't seemed to have an effect on the ship in the slightest. Maybe this was too much for even her. With no Blast, there was only one outcome that they could see here.

Oblivious to all of these conflicting views, Saitama continued on aimlessly weaving through the mass of people until finally, he caught sight of a free spot on a bench towards the back wall. Hoping it wasn't occupied or saved, he made his way towards it. Once he broke through the crowd, he saw that the other end was in fact occupied by a young girl who seemed to be dressed for the occasion. She wasn't much older than eight years old. Her attire was the essence of a super fan to its truest extent. A black shirt, bright green pants, and oddly enough, green highlights in her hair. On her shirt, a very professionally done design of the small woman who was currently fighting for the fate of their world. (not that Saitama was aware). Her mother sat beside her, speaking diligently with the woman on the bench next to theirs.

Assuming the seat was free, he walked over and sat down. He partially expected the little girl to tell him she was saving the seat for her dad or something, but she didn't seem interested in him at all, so he carried on, sticking to himself. For a while, he simply sat there, pulling one of the magazines on the table next to him, still not very interested in what was happening on the screen.

The little girl watched her favorite hero with the most perfect representation of an awestruck face she could muster, gaping mouth and all. Her unblinking eyes were plastered on the most visible screen before her. With hands clenched in front of her, holding onto the little plushy version of the heroine. For a while that was how they remained until the girl finally spoke.

"Wow… so, cool." She muttered out in a hushed tone of awe, drawing Saitama's attention.

"Hmm?" he voiced, thinking she was talking to him.

"Tornado is the best!" she shouted out. "I wish I could be an esper too! That would be so cool! Then, I'd have really cool powers and help everyone! I could send bad guys flying no problem!"

At this point, he figured she was talking to herself, much like that Tiger weirdo, but since she's a kid, it was a little less strange to see, so he went back to his casual page flipping. For another few seconds, that was how they remained. Eventually, he was interrupted once more by the girl's voice.

"Aww! I hate when they switch it!?" She whined out.

He glanced over to her and tracked her line of sight to the television that was now displaying the battle between the rest of the heroes and the clay-like creature that they just couldn't seem to defeat. Well, that didn't seem to be the case anymore. There were less faces on the creature now, so they must have figured something out. Losing interest in that as well, he went back to his lackluster reading material.

The little girl next to him quickly lost interest without her favorite hero on screen. It was interesting seeing the others, but without it being Tornado, she became a little more aware of her surroundings, specifically her mom still talking and the strange bald guy sitting on her other side. What drew her attention was without a doubt the ridiculous light that bounced off his head. She giggled at how shiny it was. "Ehehe!"

Saitama glanced over on instinct with the sound directed straight at him. He was now staring down at the little girl who was smiling at him for some reason. ".. uh… Hello." He said casually.

"… Your head is funny." She replied, with that child-like innocence that was void of hesitation.

Saitama cringed at the sudden insult. He quickly calmed down soon after, rationalizing that this was a kid. She didn't know any better. "Well, there are a lot of people that are bald." He said.

"Yeah, old people." She said.

He cringed again, much harder, gritting his teeth in irritation. "Well, actually some young people too. I'm not old."

"My grandpa even has hair. He's like a hundred." She continued on.

At this point, he just left it alone with a sigh of disappointment. "Yeah. Well… I'm stuck like this." He said.

"Why? What happened to all your hair?"

"I trained so hard it fell out." He admit truthfully.

She made a funny face as if she didn't believe him. "What?" Her amusement was very much present. "Train for what?" She asked.

"Oh, I used to be a hero." He said.

She looked at him strangely, sizing him up. "You were a hero?" He nodded. "… How come I don't recognize you? You don't look familiar."

"Well, I was only a hero for a few months." He admit.

"Did you get fired?" She asked, continuing her stream of questions with little to no hesitation.

"No. I quit." He said.

She seemed shocked by that, if only a little. "What? You quit? Why would you want to quit being a hero?"

He shrugged in reply. "I don't know. It was kind of boring is all." He said.

"Boring!? There's no way… I bet you were just weak." She said. "You just couldn't fight any strong monsters because you would get beaten up real bad. That's why you quit. What class were you anyways?"

"Class C."

"Uh-huh! See, I knew it! You were just scared!" She said.

"I wasn't!" he called back. "I told you, I just started!"

"Yeah right, you big baldy! You're just a scaredy cat! One of those hairless ones, because you're bald!"

"I'm bald, so what!?" he called out furiously.

"So, you could never be a super cool hero!" Just as she said this, the camera went back to Tatsumaki, making the surrounding crowd cheer at seeing their last hope for survival still barraging the massive ship with huge chunks of glowing debris. "Every cool hero has cool hair! Just like Tornado! She's the coolest! I want to be as strong as her one day! That's why my mommy does my hair like hers everyday! She won't let me dye the whole thing though, but that's okay! One day when I'm big and strong I'm gonna do it like that!"

Saitama calmed down amidst the cheering barrage, watching the shine in this girl's eyes. He reminisced the days when he admired heroes in such a way. Long before when being a hero was truly just a hobby. Before the hero association made it a profession that anyone physically capable enough to pass the try-outs could become. That's when he looked to the little girls shirt and truly recognized who she was talking about. Squinting his eyes a bit, he was sure he had seen that girl before…

"Oh!" he said, drawing the girl's attention again. "I know her. I just saw her outside."

Understandably, the little girl's eyes lit up with a light that he hadn't seen yet. "Uh!" She gasped.
"You met the Tornado of Terror!?"

"Yeah. Or.. I think I did. Is she a little girl who glows green and floats in the air?" He asked stupidly, not even aware that he was literally describing the woman at center-focus on every screen in the building.

"SHE'S-NOT-A-LITTLE-GIRL-YOU-STUPID-EGG-HEAD! SHE'S-A-GROWN-WOMAN-WHO-DO-YOU-THINK-YOU-ARE-DISRESPECTING-THE-STRONGEST-HERO-TO-EVER-EXSIST-YOU-OCTOPUSS-LIGHTBULB-BOWLING-BALL-STUPID-HEAD-!" Her string of insults hurled at his abnormally hairless-head flew out with a velocity he was sure reminded him of someone. Her words were so closely woven together and spoken so quickly he could barely catch any of it.

'Huh… getting a weird vibe of Déjà vu.' He thought.

To his dismay, the crowd of surrounding people were once again cheering at something on the screen, covering the girl's voice from anyone but him as she was directly in her ear. "Alright-alright." He said, finally glancing up at the screen to see what the commotion was about. To his surprise, it was someone he DID know. It was that old guy Genos was occasionally talking to, Boom, if he remembered. (he didn't) His clothes were in tatters, the only thing on his body being his pants and shoes. He stood next to the crumbling man they had been facing with some sort of marble in his hand. With a strong pinch of his fingers, he crushed it, inciting more cheers. "Hmm? Did they win?" He asked curiously.

Just as he said this, an announcement was made over the bunker-wide intercom:

[Through a group effort, the S-Class heroes were able to finally dispatch one of the enemy's monsters. It has not been confirmed yet, but it is believed that this creature was the leader of the enemy force. Now, all that is left is for Tornado to deal with the enemy's ship. Cities T-Z have been cleared of the immediate threat zone. It is advised that we all remain in a bunker. However, if at this time you wish to rejoin family in another bunker, you are cleared to do so. We ask that anyone doing so move towards the exit in an orderly fashion now and head straight for the bunker you wish to be. Thank you.]

"Ah, wonderful." The woman sitting on the other side of the little girl said, standing up. "Come along Mina. We have to join up with Grandma and Papa in the other bunker." She said, taking the little girl's hand.

"Okay!" She said, standing up, latching onto her mother's outstretched hand.

Saitama thought it over for a moment. He didn't really have anyone to join up with. There wasn't anything in particular he had to do today aside from work. 'hmm… guess I'll just go home.'


Tatsumaki glanced down at the other S-Class heroes who were all standing around, relishing in their hard-fought victory. With an irritated scowl, she continued hurling things up towards the ship. "Hey! If you're done with your pathetic little fight, then get lost! You're all in the way!" she said.

Most of them, aware of Tatsumaki's true strength began doing just that, but perhaps being still somewhat of a new face, one did not.

Genos stepped towards her with an incredulous look. "It would not be wise to leave a comrade to face such odds alone. We have fought a hard battle, but together, I believe we can help you handle the rest." He said heroically… towards no one it seemed.

"Tch, as if you glorified toaster! You're just in my way!" She reiterated. "If you want to stay, it's at your own risk!"

Genos grit his teeth at the girl's arrogance and took another step forward. He was stopped by a hand clamping down on his metallic shoulder. Turning towards the individual, it was blast who looked his way with a stern gaze. "Genos. I understand your will to improve. But, it is best to handle a situation with as little casualties as possible. We could all stay and fight, but there would be no guarantee we could all make it out alive. I think it is best we leave this to Tornado. Give her a chance to prove her position as the number 1 S-Class hero."

Gritting his teeth, he relented. "I understand."

With that, they began scrambling away. Even from the distance between them, Tatsumaki heard Bang's words. He had always been someone she respected, at least more than the others. He was like a wise-grandfather of sorts. Always having some sort of wisdom behind everything he said. But, that didn't mean he was always correct in his thought process. 'Prove myself? I don't have to prove myself to anyone.' She thought angrily. 'If they could do a better job then they can come out and do it.'

With that thought out of the way, she stopped her barrage of pelting ruble. Looking up into the sky, she squinted her eyes. There was still that feeling of dread for some reason. Whatever it was, she didn't know. It was definitely present though. It didn't matter, she'd take it out in one move, and no more.

Floating higher and higher until she was well above the ship, staring down at the top, she crossed her arms in a display of dominance and did as she's easily done before. For a moment, it seemed like nothing. Then, the meteor came into view. The green hue surrounding it leaving nothing to question.


The people watching in the bunker were absolutely floored by the display. Cheers of adoration and praise flew through the air in a bout of predetermined victory. Mina (Tornado's biggest fan) could hear the noise as she traveled through the crowded street, clutching her mother's hand. The bunker her father was in was nestled just on the outskirts of city Z. It seemed there were quite a few people headed this way. They were maybe a block away and they could see the doors of the bunker wide open. The cheers and jeers drew her interest and she just knew it was Tatsumaki doing something incredible. 'Come on, COME ON!' She mentally shouted as she and her mom continued on with the flow of the people. She kept her Tornado plushy as close to her chest as possible.


Tatsumaki watched and waited for the impact that would easily tear this ship in half. There was a building tension to this particular moment though. For some reason, it just didn't feel like this was over quite yet. There was… something… Something just wasn't right here… That's when she saw it. It came so fast that she didn't notice it until it was already ripping through the side of her own meteor. Bathed in a yellow hue instead of her green, it was much smaller, but much more damaging as it shot through like a commit, shattering her construct with ease. She gasped and put up a forcefield around herself before she was pelted with the fast flying projectiles. They were coming far too fast for her to stop them. How far would they spread? She had no way of knowing.


The shockwave of such a catastrophic blast was far greater than the blast that wiped City-A clean of all it's life. This was a deep and terribly violent rumble that shook the grounds from City-A all the way to City-Z. Saitama felt it and stopped in his tracks. He was now on his way home. He had stopped briefly by the store to ensure everything was still intact. Stores were often targeted during times like this. Luckily, this seemed to be a dangerous enough event that even the thieves and crooks were taking refuge… Which is why it was strange to see that same little girl he had been speaking to in the bunker… sitting on her butt a few feet in front of him, uncovered by the crowd he had been following just a second ago, all scrambling towards the bunker.

"Hmm?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow. 'What's she doing out here? This doesn't seem like a good time to be playing.' The girl seemed to be staring up at his head in… fear?

"MINA!" Her mother yelled, running back towards her as fast as she possibly could. When she made it to her, she tried to pull her to her feet, but her eyes as well found their way to Saitama's head. Surprisingly, she had a very similar reaction, only, a lot more verbal. With a hell curdling scream, she grabbed her daughter in her arms, holding her against her body; making a break for the doors of the bunker that seemed a mile away at this point.

Confused, Saitama turned around to see what they were so afraid of. To his surprise there was a very sizeable chunk of rock headed towards them, skidding down the street like a barreling bus. It was quite a good size, to say the least. It was nowhere near as big as the one that nearly fell on City-Z all those months ago, but there is no doubt it'd do quite a bit of damage. About the size of an SUV and tumbling down the street so fast it tore the ground beneath it every time it hit it would've warranted fear from anyone else. There was no chance that woman would make it to the door with her daughter. Well, not that it mattered anyways. When he turned around it was about ten feet away from him and closing in incredibly fast.

Mina watched the bald man she had been speaking to just a few minutes ago about to be absolutely steam-rolled by the huge ball of burning rock. There was no way he was getting away from it. She wanted to look away, but for some reason, she couldn't. She was frozen in shock, probably just as he was as he made absolutely no move to run or jump away from it. He simply stood there with his hands at his sides. Those few short seconds droned out, making it feel like an eternity before it made contact, but when it did… the most amazing thing she had ever seen happened.

It hit him… it definitely hit him, but… his body didn't bend… his feet skid across the ground, implanting into the cement beneath his feet, burying him up to his ankles, but… nothing about him moved anymore than that. It looked as though he were standing on a moving side walk with this huge rock smashed into his face. Her eyes were wide open in utter shock as she watched the bald man come to a stop with the rock still implanted into the other side of his body. Her mother never stopped running towards those doors. After a minute, the rock was pushed back in the other way, toppling over. The bald man was still standing as if nothing had even happened.

'Hmm… I wonder where this came from.' Saitama thought blandly, looking at the steaming chunk. '… Oh… my work clothes got a little burnt…'

Mina couldn't believe her eyes. The most awestricken look she had shown all day overcame her face along with tears of salvation. There was no longer any confusion… He really was a hero.


Tatsumaki looked towards the ship in surprise, more importantly at the figure that emerged from an opening in the top. It was some kind of octopus looking creature with black skin and glowing eyes. It emerged tentacles first, crawling out like the creature it was before it floated up above the massive ship until they were face to face. She grit her teeth in distain. Now, there was no mistaking it. This is a powerful psychic.

"Heh.. I knew it. I could feel a strong presence from the moment we entered this atmosphere… You… you should just surrender now, girl." He said, speaking with a confidence (more like arrogance) that rivaled her own. "Time and time again, I have proven to be the strongest Psychic upon every little feeble planet we've come across."

For once, Tatsumaki didn't have the patience for banter. Visibly, her power increased, her hair turned upwards and stuck up as if a strong wind was blowing beneath her. Her glow increased to an impressive degree and her eyes were completely drenched in that green oozing power. Raising her hands, the rubble she had been previously using against the ship itself floated up passed it, now targeting her newest target.

For his part, the Octopus like creature did his own little version of powering up, his glow intensifying as well, a storm of smaller pieces of debris began swirling around him like a raging tornado. The battle of the Psychics was under way.


Within the Hero Association HQ, the rest of the S-Class heroes sat within the conference room, those who were injured receiving treatment, the others watching the screen of the battle in the sky intently. The image itself was far from being top quality. Though, that couldn't really be helped considering the distance. The sudden blast from the meteor's explosion pushed the news chopper back a bit. The high wind pressure emitting from the battle of minds was pushing them even further. It was situations like this in which the news choppers were bound to give up at one point or another when a clear shot was impossible. That would just leave them all in the dark on the happenings.

"If they cut the broadcast, we'll have no way of knowing if Tatsumaki needs assistance." Puri-Puri Prisoner commented, bringing that fact to light.

"Tch, what the hell could we do if she can't handle this?" Metal Bat questioned.

"Whatever we can." Tank-Top Hero said without hesitation. "As heroes, laying down our lives is our duty to the people. It's what's expected."

"Heh-yeah, that's when we actually stand a fighting chance." Metal Bat countered. "Going out there against that monster would be little more than suicide if he's on par with Tornado. Besides, we don't even know what else is in that ship of theirs."

"We can't sit here and let her fight this alone." Genos said, standing to his feet.

"Genos… be patient." Bang said solemnly as he was getting his torso wrapped in bandages. "There are far too many unknowns. I say we wait and trust in Tornado's powers."

"I say we don't." Another voice spoke up. This one far more mechanical than the rest. Everyone turned their attention to Metal Knight. "Child-emperor has found an opening in their ship. I have multiple combat ready bots on their way now. Those who wish to accompany can do so. We take the fight to them while Tornado keeps this leader of theirs busy."

"What makes you think that's the leader?" Atomic Samurai questioned.

Child Emperor was the one to respond. "It's just a hunch. But, from some of the video games I've played about alien invasions, that's usually how the story goes. There's a strong hold that is protected by the strongest warrior first and for most, then when there is a direct attack to the enemy base, the boss emerges to fight the strongest opponent. There are probably a lot of lesser enemies inside. I say it's in our best interest to take them out while they're in a contained location. If they touch ground and spread out, the rest of the bunkers will be in danger."

"Why the hell are we basing a real live alien invasion on video games? Does no one else see a problem with that?" Metal Bat demanded.

"Regardless, we can't all go. If they do so happen to jump ship while we're up there, there's gonna be nothing stopping them from breaching the surrounding areas." Zombieman said, entering the conversation.

"Right." Metal Knight said. "I say only those who can withstand heavy fire power go in. The other's grab the remaining A-Class and B-Class heroes still in commission and head for the border of City-A and contain the threat solely here. If anything escapes, take it down."

"Tch, yeah. Well that leaves only you and your group of death bots and… Demon Cyborg." Metal Bat said. "Is that gonna be enough to handle an entire fleet of unknown enemy creatures?"

"It may not be." Genos said in that perpetually heroically stoic tone of his. "But, if I know my master, he would want me to do nothing less than everything I can. He has trained me for this purpose. I will not back down when I am needed most."

"Well, fine then. I don't care. We better get a move on." Atomic Samurai said as he stood up. "Demon Cyborg, you watch your back in there. Everyone else, we have our task. Let's get to it."


AN: Hope you enjoy, blah, blah, blah.

Anyways, what do you think of the second season so far? Is it stacking up to the first for you? Is it not? Let me know in the reviews.

For me, it's a little of both. I generally like the slower pace of the story, whereas season 1 was just a 12 part series, still amazing, but a little disappointing once you've reached that last episode and have to wait so long for more. This season, they're really taking their time with it and just coasting on the storylines. I like it. We get more Saitama which is always a plus.

The fight scenes though could use a little more build up towards that Saitama finishing punch. I feel they are so oddly placed in this season. Idk, that could just be me. In season 1 there was always this huge build up of anticipation in most of the fights where it left you wondering if Saitama had finally met his match just to absolutely destroy them with that godly power. It's those moments of excitement filled build up that put us in the shoes of Saitama really. We get to experience that disappointment when he just absolutely KO's them like it's nothing. Like I said, I don't really know yet. We're not too far in. Hopefully they pick up some gusto in these later episodes.