The Hunters: Remnants Mightiest Heroes

by th3g1ng3rn1nja

There was an idea, to bring together a group of remarkable people, so that when we needed them, they could fight the battles, that we never could. That day has come, and it is unlike any other. Remnant needs something more than just the agents of BEACON, they need heroes... Avengers AU follow up to Good in to Great, but can be read separate.

7. Amazing

Chapter seven: Amazing

Chapter seven: Threat or Menace; I say Monkey

As per the usual Vacuo was hot, painfully hot all the time, however the longer you lived there the less and less you noticed the heat; you just got used to it as the years went on. Much like how the people in Atlas got used to the cold, the people in Mistral to the altitude and the people in Vale to the natural disasters that seemed to happen every day now that there were more of these so called heroes around now.

There were more differences between the temperature of Vacuo and the other kingdoms of course; for example out of all of the kingdoms it had without a shred of doubt the most delicious food, they had been the ones to invent pizza after all. They provided a vast selection of different foods and the clothes were both functional and stylish; they made you look a lot like one of those space warriors in that old trilogy of films. The buildings on the outer skirts of the kingdom were small when you compared them to that of Vale and Atlas, but they were many around, as Vacuo was blessed with a large amount of level ground, it was just a shame that most of it was sand, and everyone knew the story of what happened to the man who built their house on the sand. Towards the centre of the city they had a couple of skyscrapers, not many as they were still on the short side next to the other kingdoms, but you still had to crane your neck to look at the top of the buildings from the ground. They did have several rather beautiful sections of the kingdom that had been untouched by humans and Faunus, dubbed Oasis gardens and were fiercely protected by activists and the Vacuo representatives on the council.

There was also a fair bit of wildlife and animals dotted around the city, several of the buildings had trees growing either near them or even in them. One particular restaurant had almost a whole jungle inside of it, a little bit freaky if you ask me but hey; strange flaunt, but alas. The animals roamed the streets in small numbers, often being led by a Shepard or a group of merchant traders, years ago people would hire protection when transporting their animals across the block, but now they walked freely and happily across the city as one of the very first crimes that Monkey-King had managed to thwart was animal theft; he also stopped an illegal trafficking ring as well without even knowing.

Monkey-King by the way was the local 'Hero' of Vacuo. He swings in once a day and zip zap bong, he saves the day. Many viewed him as a saviour; many viewed him as a menace. Ethical debate aside, you couldn't go ten minutes in the kingdom without hearing his name being mentioned at least once.

Despite all of his so called good intentions, personally jack still had quite a big problem with the so called heroes, as they claimed to be. They made it very hard for the little guys to actually get anything done or to progress in the world they lived in, because everyone usually compared you to them when you tried to do something good; oh Captain Vale could have done that so much better, yeah well Captain Vale can go and suck my d-

"J we're ready, you good?" asked Alan or A as he was going to be known for the next twenty minutes, shaking his head of the angry thoughts of the self-proclaimed heroes, J sobered up and nodded to A, signalling he was ready.

A, J, P and F burst through the bank doors, all of them wearing ski masks and wielding guns of various designs and calibres at the crowd of people in the bank, F knocked out the security guard as quickly as he could and then the people started to panic, but not before A managed to shoot a single bullet in the air and order everyone on to the ground.

The adrenaline was running through J's body at this point and he could barely stop himself from shaking as he held the gun, they were actually going to pull this off and then the money could finally be used to get his little girl to go to a good school, out of this shit hole of a kingdom, to a good place like Haven academy, where she could be anything. J almost didn't notice when P leapt over the bank tellers desk and ran to where the safe was kept, carrying his own drilling equipment. In fact all of the robbers were so preoccupied that they didn't notice that the manager had managed to set off the silent alarm right before he was pulled out of his office and thrown to the ground.

J was so caught up in controlling the crowd that when he felt the little gust of wind on the back of his neck he just assumed it was cold sweat from the sheer nervousness of the whole situation. That was when he heard the voice call out to him; it was a young voice that much he could work out, and it sounded confident, but not a cocky kind of confident but a right kind of confident like he was so sure that what he was doing was the right thing for him to do.

"Yeah man I get it, the lines at the bank almost make me go banana's as well, I try to do it over the phone, so much easier."

J is not too proud to admit that the voice coming from behind him made him jump and scream out a little bit like a little girl, but when he turned around to aim his gun at the intruder, there was nobody there. F and A also raised their own guns in the direction of the voice, but upon finding nobody there they started to point their guns in every other direction other than the hostages they had gathered up.

"Shit, shit, shit, it's the Monkey guy!" cries F

"Stay calm man, we don't know that." Replies A.

F start to sweat even more and takes a couple of steps backwards away from the group and eventually disappears from the eye line of the other two people that are on crowd control, but he doesn't care about that, he has the wall to his back so nobody can sneak up on him and take him from behind, he is safe, he tells himself. Just then a golden tail taps him on the shoulder lightly and as he turns around to see who it is he is whisked up to the ceiling and then the lights got out.

A and J turn to look at each other as they briefly heard a slight thud of something impacting the ceiling, hard. But that would have been impossible as the ceiling was way too high for someone to be thrown against or to even hit. Just as A opens his mouth to call out to F to see if he is okay, a blast sends him flying back against a wall and trapping his knocked out body against it and holding him up by… vines? What the heck? Vines had just sprouted all around his body and were now holding him upright and in place against the concrete wall like it was nothing. This was insane, there was no way that was a random thing, it was defiantly the Monkey-King. Looking back to where the blast of vines must have come from J failed to see a blur pass by him and head to where P is still drilling, currently oblivious to all of the things going on around him.

It's when the drilling stops and the unconscious body of P is thrown into the centre of the room and sliding across the floor that J really starts to lose it, he just wants to get out of here and forget about what is happening right now, robbing a bank is not worth this trouble if he gets this kind of treatment form some mystery guy. A quick glance at the hostages suggests that they are even more afraid than he actually is; which is quite a feat to achieve in this current frame. While he is debating to himself if he should grab one of the hostages and take them prisoner so he could have some insurance, his gun is pulled out of his hand with extreme ease by another vine from behind him.

J turned around to face the person that had disarmed him and left him completely defenceless, what he saw was a tall and muscular man, he wasn't overly built like some of the people he saw in the gym, this man was built like a gymnast or a runner, as for his height he was probably only six foot, but the light and fear coming from J made him seem even taller. Now on to his appearance; he wore a bright yellow and blue suit, not a business suit mind you, but a full body suit that covered him head to toe and showed of the man's impressive body. The yellow was running down the outside of his arms and the outside of his legs, as well as down the centre of his chest and covering his head, meanwhile the blue was on his under arms and sides as well as covering the rest of his legs. On the centre of his chest was a large red monkey, and the red also appeared on his knuckles and feet, as well as his eyes. The suit that he was wearing was truly advanced far beyond that of business suits.

"Spider-Guy!"

BLAM-One punch knocked the masked robber out cold and the costumed man brought his fist back down to his side and sighed loudly, why could nobody remember his name.

"It's Monkey-King, you got the hyphen, but I'm a Monkey, see the symbol… oh and the tail." Monkey-King said as he waved his tail around absent minded like.

The Monkey-King then turned to the hostages and smiled…he then remembered that he was wearing a mask so he instead waved in what he believed to be a friendly greeting and spoke to those that were still staring at him in disbelief.

"So the bad guys are down, you are free to go, uh the police are outside so just be prepared to give your statement and if you need any medical treatment please seek it. Uh, yeah that's it… have a good day guys." The Monkey-King waved at the group and then left through the front doors and then leapt towards the wall as the police officers stood shocked at him and some even levelled their guns at him before he disappeared from their line of sight and swung away from the bank on one of his vines to another building.

The police chief just sighed, her superiors had been pushing her to try and capture the Monkey-King for almost seven years now, but as far as she was concerned he was one of the good guys, thanks to him Vacuo had almost gotten its act together and joined the other kingdoms in a lawful environment. Before Vacuo had been teaming with scum and villainy and any police officer was most likely looking for retirement or corrupt or even both. She had joined the department when he had first started out all those years ago and he managed to start something quite simply amazing.

He managed to get the criminals to start running scared; quite a lot of the organised crime families had been apprehended because of his efforts and the presence he had on the kingdom, several of the corrupt officers had been put behind bars or had simply turned straight and tried to right their wrongs. She knew exactly who they were as Monkey-king had brought most of their misdeeds to her attention, but she left them alone at his request because they were trying to do some good now. So in conclusion; she respected him and the message that he was sending to the people of Vacuo, he filled a lot of the kids with hope and most of the new officers that had come from the academy had said they had been saved by him at some point or had known someone that was still around because of him, and while he might not ask for a thank you or any recognition of any sort, she knew that there was no shortage of people that would love to thank him properly.

Some of the more political in the kingdom were calling for his head though as they didn't like how he was shaking up the foundations of the crime families, mostly because they went back to the very roots of the kingdom and the families had hands in multiple businesses and trades inside and out of Vacuo. There was even rumour of a vote to see if he could be removed from the city, but Monkey-King very quickly proved that he was still going to do his job no matter who stood in his way when he brought down the previous police commissioner on charges of murder.

Monkey-King squatted on the opposite roof top of the bank and watched the people slowly trickle out of the building and a few went over to an ambulance while others gave their statement, the police then went in and came back out walking the four masked robbers and placed them in their cars before driving them off to their stations to exact their justice. Monkey-king didn't know why he stayed around for this part as he trusted the police to do their jobs, but after a while it had become his routine, he would stick around (pun intended) and watch the brave men, women and Faunus complete their jobs and look after the people. Monkey-King smiles beneath his mask, and mutters a good job directed at the police chief and her fellow officers and then swings away through downtown Vacuo; his very own jungle.

While the infamous vigilante is swinging around his city he hears a radio broadcast from the police about a runaway truck and several other cars following it in a convoy, suspects are members of the white fang and appear to have stolen several vials of dust belonging to the Schnee Dust Company. Now personally Monkey-King didn't really like the Company that much as most of the science experiments they performed were morally and ethically questionable to say the least, and that was the main reason that he left the science division and turned the remainder of his attention to the work of medicine and prosthetics, he did have a friend in the company, Winter, who ran several science labs around the city devoted to making it a cleaner and healthier city so Monkey-King spent most of his spare time working at them and sending the data he collected to the SDC. He would like to do more, however his other job (not the hero gig) meant that he was needed at odd hours.

Tracking down the run away vehicle, Monkey-King landed on one of the back cars and leaned down so that he could see in the passenger window.

"Hey, did you not see the speed limit sign?" Understandably the white fang grunt fired his gun at him, and naturally he missed. So Monkey-King pulled him out of his seat, tied him up in a vine and attached him to a street light. He then smashed through the car window and knocked the driver out of the driver's seat, where he then landed right on top of a parked police car. As there was no driver, the car spun out of control and flipped over sideways, but before the car could start tumbling towards pedestrians on the pavement, Monkey-King slipped out of the car and managed to catch it, holding it in his hands and then lowered it back down on to its tires. With one car secured, the hero turned around, briefly stretched for a second and then jumped into the air, intent on gaining on the remaining other car before he got to the truck and stopped their nefarious scheme.

As he swings after the car, the front passenger leans out of his window and start to shoot several bullets at him, at this moment in time everything seems to slow down for our hero as he watches the bullets fly towards him as thought they were going through water. He leans his body to the side to avoid the first shot and subsequently the second one as well, he then performs the splits and shoots out two more vines from either hand that pull him upwards into a front somersault, avoiding the remaining bullets. The white fang grunt grunts, as he is unable to move fast enough to properly track his chaser and get a good shot off at him. This then results in the Monkey-King landing on the roof of the car and kicking the gun out of his hand with a low spinning sweep. Now unarmed; the white fang grunt has no idea what to do, fortunately he doesn't need to worry about that as the next thing he knows is that he is hanging from a street light wondering whether he will be let down soon.

Monkey-King flips down so that he is on the front of the car and then punches the windscreen in and knocks out the driver, he then shoots out two more vines to opposite buildings and slows the car down by forcing it to stop in place. Back-flipping off the front of the car, he turns quickly and runs after the truck, luckily it had not got too far from the second car and he was able to shoot a vine aimed at it and cling on to the back and pulls himself in towards it. Now that he is on the back of the truck he crawls around the side and crashes through the driver's window.

"When I say 'pullover' I don't mean your cardigan." He quips at the driver; she then does two things; shoots him an angry look and then shoots him. One of those hurts him a little more, because he knows that he is quite a funny guy, his aunt said so. In fact it was one of the last things that she said to him before she passed. Not away, just passed on.

Tying the drivers hands up to the ceiling of the truck, Monkey-King leapt back out of the window and then stood in-front of the truck and used an immense amount of strength to slow it down to a halt. The police cars that had been chasing the runaway convoy had finally caught up to the criminals, and Monkey-King was fortunate he recognised several of the police officers and felt confident that he wouldn't have to spend any time dodging bullets from them.

"Officer Davis, getting slow in your old age?" asked Monkey-King as he stood on the side of the truck and held out his hand to the police officer in charge of the situation.

"Haha, I'm pretty sure I am. But don't tell the wife, it will mean she'll be getting old as well." He responded while shaking the hand of the famed people's hero.

"Wouldn't dream of it. So… that three more for me, have I finally beaten the VKPD in stopping runaway vehicles?"

Officer Davis considered this for a moment before deciding on his answer. "Individually you probably have stopped more, but as a force? I think we still have you out numbered."

Monkey-King slumped dramatically and sighed loudly. "Curses, foiled by the police again. Well better head off, places to do and people to visit…wait that was back…wards, nO IT WASN'T."

"Sun." said Officer Davis quietly, cutting off the young man from embarrassing himself further. "The offer still stands; we wouldn't mind taking you in."

Sun flipped of the side of the truck and landed next to Officer Davis and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Jeff, you know I appreciate everything you have done for me since May passed, but I need to do this alone right now, I won't be alone forever I know, but right now I just need to find my own path, as Sun Wukong and Monkey-King."

"I know. I just wanted you to know that we're here for you."

"You didn't have to, I already know. Genius, remember?" and with that said the lone hero, jumped into the air, swung around a hanging street light and then flung himself off into the air, ready for the rest of the day and all that it would bring him. Officer Davis smiled sadly at the bravest man he knew as he swung away, there was no way on all of Remnant that he could ever forget that Sun Wukong was a genius, however he personally would add so much more to that list if he could, one day that man would be the greatest hero the world has even known. As Monkey-King was swinging through the city, he scanned the area and found that no crimes were popping up on his radar, so he thought that instead of wasting his precious vine material he would take a brief break from the swinging and perform a little maintenance on his equipment, you could always improve after all.

Landing on top of a taller building he safely perched himself on the edge of the roof and moved his mask up over his mouth, nose and eyes so that he could see a lot more clearly what he was doing. Looking at his vine shooters he was still impressed that he managed to upgrade so much that he got them down to the size of bracelets instead of the large clunky things which used to cover up his whole wrist and a good portion of his forearm as well. Right now as he tinkered with the devices, his handsome face was contorted in concentration and his tongue was stuck out in focus, his tail was also swishing from side to side.

That was when Sun noticed that his phone was beeping slightly, it was alerting him of something dangerous; white fang, bandits, building collapsing or an orphanage on fire?

"This is Peter Patrick Percy Port here." Nope, never mind.

"Here to talk to you about a costumed menace, a threat to the good people of Vacuo and a criminal with no regard for the safety of others; the Monkey-King." Yay, more me time.

"Just earlier this morning, there were reports of him being involved in a bank robbery." That's not entirely false, I was there.

"Now I know he was most likely working with the robbers, maybe he offered them money or blackmailed them into staging a robbery so that he could bolster his public image!" And there's the accusation, little bit slower than usual, you're slipping Port.

"We cannot be fooled people; he is a menace and a threat. Now the Iron Reaper, she is a true hero, taking down bandits and rouge mercenaries. MAYBE SHE SHOULD HEAD OVER HERE AND RID US OF THIS VILLAN!" Sticks and stones Port, but one day I will get you to say something nice about me.

After Ports lovely message of hope and inspiration, Sun decided to just sit on the edge of the building and enjoy the quiet of the city right now. You know all the times he passed through at his top swinging speed; Sun sometimes forgot how beautiful this place he called home actually was. The sun (the real one not him) always reflected off the windows and buildings and due to the buildings size, and the amount of palm trees that towered over some buildings, they created excellent spots of shade for people to relax in. The city just glowed and although Sun was certain that it wasn't like the other kingdoms (he had never been but he had seen the pictures) he was sure that this was the greatest in the whole of Remnant. Even if others didn't see it he sure did; it was where his mum and dad came from, where Uncle Ben and Aunt May had lived for years and it was where he had sworn to always protect.

Speaking of protection, right now the crime app that he had managed to create was reporting something very strange coming from a nearby roof top. Usually it classified the crimes as they would for the police, but right now all it said was 'location', which was extremely ambiguous, and could possibly be a trap set up by some government in an attempt to catch the hero and experiment on him.

"Welp, better not disappoint." Sun said as he dove off the side of the building and swung himself along to the source of the mysterious anomaly.

Once he landed on the rooftop he checked the surrounding areas to make sure that he wasn't about to be ambushed. BEACON had already tried that once before and it didn't work so well for them, the white fang had done so on numerous occasions and even the great and powerful Junior had given it a couple of shots at the vineslinger. His phone showed that he was almost on top of the signal, and when he looked up he saw it; one of his old backpacks from his days at Shade academy, he used to leave these around when he would go off to try his hand at superheroing, he went through so many bags, but luckily the lost and found at Shade always had multiple spare ones for him to use, and it didn't count as stealing since they were being used for something heroic, and nobody seemed to care if their bag went missing at Shade anyway.

"I wonder what's in it."

Sun knew that he left tracking devices in each of the bags so that he could collect them at a later date but he didn't have access to the police network back then and he was still getting used to the city and all of its buildings at that time, and he was a teenager, they were practically made to forget important things.

Inside the bag Sun found something very suppressing; a business card for a lawyer or more specifically a defence lawyer.

"Alistair Attorney, defence lawyer. I remember this guy; gave me the card and said if Monkey-King was ever in trouble and needed he- wait he was blind! How did he know who I was if he couldn't see me?"

As Sun thought over the conundrum he noticed that his phone and crime app were going off again, so he put the thought on hold for now and checked what was going down in the city.

"All available units; head to Junior's Club, reports of shots fired. Multiple Officers' down, repeat; multiple Officer's down."

Monkey-King was already swinging.

Hei Xiong also known as 'Junior' was a big time crime boss that basically ran the criminal underground of Vacuo, that empire had been slowly diminishing since the arrival of our hero, but Junior always managed to squirm his way out of trouble. Sometimes he did so forcefully, and this resulted in several of Sun's more noteworthy injuries; broken leg, multiple concussions, fractured ribs, several bouts of internal bleeding and a nice load of large scratches along his back from a sword that he collected and used on Sun when he confronted him at his art gallery.

Now though, it looked like the police had the evidence that they needed to shut him away for good and there was no way in hell that Monkey-King wasn't going to be a part of this battle, he had been waiting for this moment for nearly seven years, ever since he had heard of Junior through the criminal grapevine.

"Today is the day Junior." Monkey-King said as he swung towards the club building. Bellow him in the streets people stopped and pointed up at the hero swinging through the air, following the police cars that were speeding through the traffic lights; both forces headed to the same location.

The police cars screeched to a sudden halt as soon as possible and the officers got out and took up cover behind their cars and began to fire up at the building, meanwhile other officers were already firing up at the building before either of the two got there and so far they had made absolutely no progress into the building, currently it was a stalemate between the two sides. Luckily that was going to change now that the famous Monkey-King had arrived, and as he said; today was the day!

Landing on the side of a building opposite the carnage Sun takes a moment to survey the area, he learned a long time ago that he needed to mind his surroundings better in order to save more lives and possibly cause as little damage as he could. What he saw were several police vans had made a solid blockade where most of the officers had managed to fall back and rally to, however there were still several officers that were out on the front lines hiding behind their cars and taking pot-shots at the armed men leaning out of the windows.

Speaking of the men; they were all Juniors bodyguards and henchmen he had recruited or blackmailed on to his side and they all wore exactly the same costume as each other; pure black suits and red ties with sunglasses, they even wore the sunglasses indoors… that's how low they had sunk to. Sun knew that Junior didn't really like his men that much, but putting them in all black suits while in Vacuo was torture, he had seen several of his men faint and collapse over the years he had been fighting with them from sheer heat exhaustion, the penalty for changing your outfit to a light grey suit or a white one couldn't be that bad in the criminal underworld business... Could it?

A loud yell from down near a upturned police car snapped Monkey-King out of his mussing and surveillance of the area, it would seem that two police officers were pinned down behind the car, and what made it worse was that said car was leaking petrol, and the two officers were also injured, this meant that they would be nowhere near fast enough to escape the coming explosion.

"HEY IT'S THE FREAK SHOW! LET THE BOSS KNOW HE'S HERE!"

Element of surprise, it was nice knowing you but I think we need some time apart, it's not you it's me.

Dodging numerous hails of bullets directed at Monkey-King, he dived towards the car with the police officers hidden behind it, giving them a quick once over before he picked them up and slung them over the shoulder he could confirm that they both looked to have very minor injuries, but he would still ask them to check themselves out before they did anything else. After landing back at the solid blockade the cops had managed to post up, Sun placed the officers near several paramedics.

"Get out of here freak."

"Yeah we had that handled."

BOOM.

All three of them turn to look as their car erupts in flames from the explosion.

"You guys get yourselves looked at, I'm going in, and hopefully we can stop Junior before he manages to escape or weasel his way out of this one." Monkey-King explains to the officers, after eight years you kind of get used to their attitude.

"Don't tell us what to do; you have no authority over us."

"I just don't want anybody else to get hurt here sir, I can lead the charge and give you guys an opening to get through."

The opening was Sun chucking a guy through a window, this lead to several things happening at once. Almost everyone turned to look at the commotion of Sun throwing an armed goon through the window, several of the suits were clumped together so Monkey-King knocked them all down like bowling ball pins, chuckling as he did so.

There were three other things that caught Sun's eye were:

Her heels were way too high.

The DJ was still going and was wearing a teddy bear mask.

And the bar was the only place that didn't have any bullet holes, probably because of the drinks.

Oh and the police were having quite a bit of trouble with the gun fight, while there might have been more officers outside, it was clear that the fight had started in the club, but the majority of the force had been pushed outside.

"Hey guys, need a hand, or two, hell I can offer you some feet and a tail as well."

"GET OUT OF HERE, WE HAVE THIS!" Yelled a random cop

"Sure you do buddy." Muttered Sun as he shot a vine towards one of the suits, pulling him towards the man at break neck speed, luckily he pulled his strength back a lot and just knocked him out with a strong punch. The rest of his friends looked around at the cops hiding behind the pillars and then at the hero who had knocked out his fellow lawbreaker and decided that the colourful hero was the better target.

As the bullet shot towards him, Monkey-King did a one handed back hand spring out of the way, using his other hand to shoot a small net of vine fluid over the shooters eyes, temporary blinding him. The back hand spring brought Monkey-King closer to another suit that tried to pistol whip the back of his head, however he leapt over the top of his swipe and then drop kicked the back of his head propelling him forward into his blind friend and knocking them both to the ground. Monkey-King then shot an impact vine and trapped the two members to the floor, leaving them unable to get up.

Cartwheeling out of the way of two more bullets, our hero shoot a line out and pulled himself towards another assailant and punched him around the face, however this one stayed standing as Sun had lost the element of a surprise attack. A right roundhouse kick to the face seemed to solve some of the problem, and then as the suits face was turned to the side he followed through with a left spinning kick and knocked him out cold. His buddy that was stood next to him swung his baton at him trying to catch him off guard, but Monkey-King slide in-between his legs and upper-cutted him up in to the air and then jumped up after him to continue his attacks; a left cross, a right roundhouse and then a front flip double kick that flung the man across the room.

Another couple of bullets shot out towards the air-born faunus, but a quick tug of a vine meant that they all missed him. Turning to the last two of the group, Monkey-King shot two vines on either side of one of the suits and then used as much strength as needed, pulled himself towards the man with a double dropkick, flattening him into the ground. His other friend took several steps back from the force of the impact, and a little bit of dust flew up into the air from the strength that the hero had put into the finishing move. But he wasn't done yet, Monkey-King was certain he could chain together another finisher right now as he shot a vine to the floor and used it to pull him closer to punch the last suit around the face, turning his whole body from the force of the strike, he then shoot another vine and repeated the action still turning the man's body around, the last vine he shot brought him back to where he had started the strikes, creating a triangle around the man, and he ended it with a spinning roundhouse kick that sent the man spinning through the air, completely beaten and out for the count.

Looking around at the guys all strewn across the ground Sun let out a quiet sigh, 'Couldn't have been regular barmen or bouncers could you?' he thought sadly as these men had thrown their life away when they decided to work for Junior.

As his super senses 'kicked' him into action the hero stepped back to avoid the sidekick from the girl with the really high heels, Monkey-King was then forced on the defensive as he leaned back to avoid a deadly hook kick and then leapt over his opponent when she tried a front flip kick.

"Hey Mel, how are you doing? Love the hair, really brings out your eyes." Another kick, this time aimed at his crotch, safe to say he blocked it, but come on he was being honest.

"Where's your sister?" Head level this time, her flexibility never failed to impress him; he once saw her take down two guys at once while doing the splits.

"Not that I'm interested in her, you are without a doubt the pretty one." Ouch that one hurt, maybe don't rub your hair during a fight, I know it's my nervous thing to do but I am wearing a mask.

"So this is my attempt a flirting, I know it's kinda bad, but would you consider maybe dropping the attack and coming to the good side? There are plenty of benefits." Slide right between her legs, don't look up, and remember what May taught you about being a gentleman.

"No."

THWIP

Melanie was now attached to a pillar with a netting of vines around her body holding her in place and making sure she couldn't join in the fight, she was a skilled fighter after all.

"Yeah I guessed as much, but I have to try; got to believe in people you know? Well enjoy your time on the inside I hope you reflect on your choices and consider your options." Sun said sadly, he really didn't like sending people off to prison, he much preferred it when it was saving someone from a burning building or lifting a car off of someone, it made him feel like he was helping; all he was doing right now were ruining a person's life. In a way it is justice as they have made others' lives miserable, but there was still something deep in his core that said it wasn't completely right.

Leaving Melanie trapped and the rest of Juniors dwindling forces in the very capable hands of the police, Monkey-King decided to head deeper into the club to get to Junior as quick as possible; cut off the head of the snake as it were. Although Sun did know a couple of snake people that were really nice so he tried his best not to use that saying.

Running and leaping towards the DJ booth, Sun landed behind the DJ and gave him a small salute before turning to walk through the door behind him. At this point his senses went off and he ducked under a swing from the teddy bear DJ and then back-kicked him at the same time, pushing him into his booth and changing the song from some techno mess to a popular song that he recognized and liked.

Go where you need to

Know I won't leave you

I'll follow you like morning follows night

"That's more my speed." Quipped Sun as he walked through the door, this put him on the catwalk overlooking a warehouse. Throughout the warehouse Monkey-King spotted several piles of drugs, all colour coded and no doubt sorted by size. Several racks filled with guns, rockets and grenades; perfect for waging war on just about anybody and everybody. Hordes of crates that were stocked with dust vials and crystals, no doubt stolen from the Schnee Dust Company and altered in some ways that could benefit Junior and his attack dogs. Lastly there were groups of Faunus that were strewn about the place with chains all on their feet and muzzles around their mouths, moving from station to station working as hard as they could to avoid a beating.

The hero was appalled at the conditions that his fellow species were forced to work in and made sure to take numerous photos to be provided as evidence to ensure that Junior was put away for a long, long time. Sneaking along the catwalk Monkey-King ended up behind one of the guards who was overlooking the proceedings going on below and swept his feet out from under him so he hit the ground hard and then tied him up in a vine holding him down on the ground. Looking over the edge of the railing, Monkey-King noticed that there was a suit just below him, smoking a cigarette and also completely isolated and alone; perfect for a stealth takedown. Perching on the edge of the railing, Sun shot down two vines which grabbed the suit by the shoulder and hauled him up to his level and punched him across the face knocking him out.

"You should really quit you know? Wait you're out cold, why am I still talking… I'm still doing it… okay stopping now."

Making his way further through the facility and taking out numerous members of Juniors gang along the way, Monkey-King managed to rescue several groups of Faunus that were locked in cages and also incapacitate several transport trucks that looked like they were going to be taking drugs and guns to different locations around the city. Eventually he made his way to the back door, which he knew from previous experience lead him up to the main man's office and the man of the hour himself.

Walking through and coming into his large waiting room, Monkey-King ran into several police officers that were gathered around in the middle of the room, their uniforms were ruffled up and had some burn marks and dust all over them, but the officers themselves appeared to be fine.

"Hey, how'd you guys get here?" asked the sceptical hero.

"Got turned around on our initial assault and luckily wound up in this room after taking a very long wrong turn." The leader explained; holding his assault rifle out in-front of him very relaxed manner. Too relaxed.

"Well I guess we can't count on any back up." Monkey-King said. "Looks like it's just us; mind if I lead? This has been a long time coming."

"After you." Gestured one of the officer's with a riot shield, and this prompted Monkey-King to walk through the middle of the group as they parted for him and head over to the door.

"Heads up boss, he's just outside." Whispered one of the other 'officers' into his radio and then aimed his gun at Monkey-King's back and opened fire. However Sun Wukong wasn't called a genius for nothing and had already had his suspicions about the luck of these cops, as the one guy said in that film he loved; 'In my experience there is no such thing as luck.' To which Sun could agree with, he never had any luck.

The hero leapt backwards over the top of all the 'officers' and shot a vine towards one of their guns pulling it up with him. The moment that Monkey-King landed on the floor he swung the weapon around and threw it at great speed towards the man he had taken the gun from, smacking him across the face as hard as he could and knocking him out cold faster than anybody could react.

"Anyone want to 'cop' out?" Several bullets answered him.

"Yeah I heard it, note to self; think up better puns." Shooting a small blast of vine at the gunners face to blind him, Monkey-King slid under the bottom of one of the 'officers' riot shields and then flipped off the ground and then drop kicked the back of the 'officers' head sending him flying into the other 'officer' who was holding the riot shield knocking them both over. Seeing as they were both on the ground Monkey-King tied them up in a group of vines and then left them attached to the floor, this just left the other gunner blindly swinging his weapon around. A quick sweep of the legs and a couple of vine shots ensured that he was incapacitated, this meant that the final hurdle in-front of Junior was defeated and he was all his.

"Today is the da-" He was cut off very quickly by a sharp object that flew past his face as he stepped back when his senses alerted him to the danger. He then ducked underneath the swipe from a follow up sharper object, turning his back fully to where the person was attacking him from and instead choosing to run up the wall and flip over the top of his attacker putting a great amount of distance between them, this also meant that they were standing in the way of him and Junior, and they were not going to be stood there for long.

"Miltia, been a while, saw your sister downstairs, thought you would have stuck around with her."

Whereas her sister Melanie attacked with incredibly acrobatic and fluid kicks, Miltia was very much the opposite; she struck out with rapid and precise punches, however her fists were tipped with three very long and very sharp claws that made it a tad more deadly than usual.

Jab. Cross. Hook. Lunging punch. Uppercut.

"So I tried flirting with your sister." That was a very quick slash, good thing he had a very good grasp of her fighting style, four years will do that to a person.

"Please don't be mad, but I think she is really pretty, I love her smile." Stepping forwards and grabbing her wrist he pulled her off balance and then shoved her away from him, the further away from the spikes he was the better.

"I know she turned me down, but maybe you could talk to her, I have a lot of things going for me you know?" Oh a kick, haven't seen that from her in a couple of fights, really hurt my shin and she managed to cut me across the shoulder.

"My qualities are that I'm funny… Okay that's kind of it; and I actually suspect that more people are laughing at me, but at least I could keep her entertained." Good she was starting to slow down, the jabs and the cross' were coming in a fraction of a second slower than usual, this was going really wel- nope she's getting even faster now somehow.

"So any chance you could talk to her on my be-half." Maybe this could work, finally get a girlfriend, would be nice. All the people that know him often tell him that he is lonely; Jeff… uh Ria (Jeff's wife), his boss at the orphanage, okay that's everyone he knows, but they are the important people in his life.

"No."

THWIP

Sigh "Yeah I kind of thought that, sorry for bothering you."

Walking past the netted form of Miltia that was attached to the wall, Monkey-King made his to the door and took a deep breath, this was it. The moment that he had been waiting for, for nearly seven years since he had known about Junior and how he practically ran the underworld. This would be the biggest success in the eight years since he had first stepped out and started along this road.

At a very large and gorgeous marble desk sat a very large man, there was no mistaking that he had a presence in every room that he walked into, the sheer size of him making him stand out among the crowds of people. Right now even though he was sat down, Sun was barely taller than he was, although he currently wasn't on the floor in-front of him but hanging upside down from the ceiling in the middle of the office room watching Junior writing something down in his little book before putting it in a desk draw and placing both hands under his chin and gazing at the other side of his coin until it spoke.

"It's time to come in Hei, there is nowhere to run to, nowhere you can hide."

Taking a deep breath, Junior stood up and pushed his chair away from his desk. He then brought both of his hands down at lightning speed and destroyed the desk by splitting it in half and then throwing the two halves at the hanging hero. To avoid the marble, Monkey-King swung to the side of the first chunk and then bounced off of the second one while attaching two vines onto it and swinging it back around to strike Junior. This didn't go down to well as Junior had armed himself with his trusty club and destroyed the chunk of desk with a single swing of the club, turning it to dust.

"YOU WILL NEVER TAKE ME!" Junior screamed at Monkey-King as he lunged at him and brought his club slamming down towards where he was crouched, Monkey-King was quick enough to move out of the way and avoid the bone crushing strike that cracked the floor. He quickly pounced in and punched Junior across the face and then climbed onto his back and brought both of his fists hammering down on to the back of Junior's head several times as the club was stuck in the floor presenting the perfect opportunity to strike at his unprotected side.

Just as Junior wrenched the weapon free from the ground, Monkey-King back flipped off of his back and out of his reach when he tried to grab his leg. Swinging a small piece of rubble at Junior to distract him for a second, Monkey-King blasted his two vines out to the side of Junior and used them as a quick slingshot that pulled him closer at a high velocity towards the big man, drop kicking him with impressive speed and strength. This sent to two of them tumbling along the floor where they both crashed into one of the pillars in his office.

Feeling a hand grab around his throat, Sun found himself being lifted of the ground and then slammed into the pillar, cracking it and shaking the room with the force of the strike. Clearly all of that body weight on Junior was actually pure muscle. As he was being held against the pillar, Junior attempted to punch the hero, but he was too slow and Monkey-King managed to twist his whole body around in Juniors grasp when he bent back several of his fingers allowing him to be released from his hold and stand behind the villain who had his fist buried into the pillar. Several quick and strong strikes to his back proved to be ineffectual against the large man, and Sun realised that if he used his full strength there was a chance that he could do some serious permanent damage to Junior, especially if it was against his spine.

While he was mussing Junior whipped around and swung wildly out with his club, aiming right for Sun's head. It would have been a crushing blow if our hero hadn't had the foresight to duck right away, but it seemed like the swing was just a distraction as the next thing Monkey-King knew was that he was being tackled and taken across the room where they both crashed into the wall-

No THROUGH the wall.

They both somehow ended up in this interior boiler room, with Monkey-King pressed with his back up against a pipe and Junior bearing down on him. He lifted both of his hands up ready to bring them down in a hammer fist and crush him against the pipe, however that plan failed as the hero moved his body out of the way and allowed Junior to crush the pipe instead of himself. Roaring in anger at missing his target; Junior grabbed his leg when he tried to get away and threw he towards the opposite wall that they had just come through. This sent Sun sprawling through back into the area just outside of his office where he had fought the corrupt police officers and Miltia, at least he believed it to be the same area as they were all gone from before somehow.

"I WILL NOT LET SOME WITLESS FOOL END MY EMPIRE!" Junior yelled defiantly

"I'll have you know I have wit." Sun replied standing up on shaky legs and getting back into his fighting position.

"ARRRRHHHH." And with linguistic superiority, Junior charged at him yet again. This time Monkey-King was ready for him and flipped over the stampeding rhino while shooting a small blast of vine netting at his face to blind him causing him to crash into the wall and bounce off, turning to face where he believed his opponent to be, yet still blinded.

Sun sprang forward and bounced off his hands into a rising double kick to his chin, snapping his head back. Twisting as he came back down to the floor with his back partially to Junior, but still keeping him in the his line of sight out of the corner of his right eye, he performed a left spinning kick to the cheek, quickly followed by a nice right roundhouse kick and the moment his foot touched the floor, be brought it back around for a devastating hook kick on the blind man. Now with both of his feet on the floor, Sun jumped up and drop kicked Junior back into the wall and flipped away from him.

Ripping the netting away from his eyes, Junior charged forward and clothes-lined Monkey-King and then kept going for a little bit more and turned on his heel after coming to a skidding halt. Flipping back to his feet Monkey-king was then caught off guard again as Junior dived on top of him causing them to crash through the floor and land on one of the catwalks that Sun had managed to traverse earlier. Unfortunately it could not quite hold the weight of the two or the force in which they slammed into it, so they ended up breaking it and heading through to the factory floor where Monkey-king landed on a forklift truck, denting the roof and Junior landed in a pile of his drugs, causing his suit to take on a white tinge; to be honest it actually suited him a lot better than his black one did.

Relieved that Junior had found a soft landing, Sun Rolled off the top of the forklift truck with only a massive amount of discomfort and pain, Monkey-King swung a wooden crate around at the charging Junior; did he know any other attack or was it meant to be a pattern that he could exploit to beat him? Just like in a video game?

The wooden crate was quickly turned to splinters after shattering against Junior, but it served its main goal of distracting him long enough for Sun to swing around behind him and swing kick him in the back, forcing him to use his own momentum against himself and sent the both of them charging through another wall. And with the door right next to where the Junior shaped hole was!

This wall lead the two of them back into the middle of the nightclubs main room that the police had just managed to finally take over completely and round up the last of Juniors grunts that were still fighting against them so that they could then move on to the other areas of his establishment.

The two men of the hour came toppling over the edge of the railing of the DJ booth and towards the night club floor. Now Sun didn't particularly want to hit the floor for several reasons:

Number one; ouch

Number two; what a lame thing to have on your tombstone, assuming he could actually afford his own funeral.

Number three; he has heard the stories of what goes on in nightclubs and a bit of blood is probably one of the cleaner things that has gone on the floor.

Number four; he couldn't let Junior hit the floor, that's not who he was.

Shooting his vines in various different places and with expert precision and skill, Monkey-king had successfully managed to create a perfect net to catch the two of them before they splattered on the disco floor. Because of his heavier weight; Junior was the first to hit the net and so he sunk with it and then it sprung back up towards the falling hero who landed crouched on the criminals stomach, knocking the wind out of him as this surprise caught him completely off guard and unaware. They stayed there for a moment with the police all surrounding them and pointing their weapons at Junior before Monkey-King decided to break the absence of words between them.

"In all honesty I regret not going for the spider atheistic, but I was bitten by a monkey, so got to go with that angle."

---

As the police were marching Junior out of his club towards the armoured van, Monkey-King swung over and landed on top waiting for the man of the hour to make his way to his esteemed ride.

"Well Junior it's been a long ride, but that's everything I needed to do for the day all nicely wrapped up- Hey send me a postcard from the Emerald Forest, I hear it's lovely in spring."

"You Fuanus scum! The next tim-"

"Wow what a strange place to put a piano, I've got to go check that out, later Junior."

"FAUNUS!" Junior screamed after Sun as he jumped from the roof of the van and then disappeared around the corner already heading to his job at the orphanage.

Leaping over buildings and swinging past multiple different billboards Sun absentmindedly thought to himself about how Peter Patrick Percy Port could possibly make this seem like it was a bad thing to happen to the city now that Junior was behind bars and his criminal empire had completely fallen. The Monkey-King and the Vacuo police department had shown that nobody was outside of the law and nobody was untouchable. Even titans could be taken down if someone stood against them for what was right.

Landing on the roof of the orphanage Sun stripped out of his suit into a modest t-shirt and shorts combo, and then entered through the back door, greeting the janitor/owner Stan on the way in.

"Hey Stan, keeping the place together?" Sun asked cheerfully.

"Well I like to think that one man can make a difference." He replied with his trademark wisdom and smile, a twinkle in his eyes.

"Huh, Nuff said." Sun responded as he made his way to the mess room where most of the kids usually hung out, ready to relieve whoever was on duty at the moment.

Once Sun arrived in the room he was greeted by an unusual amount of silence from the kids, the cause for this was TV naturally. Right now it was the news playing over the defeat of Junior and how Monkey-King had played a massive part in his arrest. No doubt from this point on the newscasters would then have their usual debate whether or not Monkey-king was good for the city or if he was just a menace. Sun counted his blessings that the kids all loved him and thought he was a pretty cool hero.

"-No way, Iron Reaper is way cooler!"

Okay nine out of ten is still pretty good odds, you can't win everyone over.

"Dude have you seen the woman with the hammer? She is a goddess! She has to be the strongest hero ever."

I once stopped a train, so I think I know a thing or two about strength kiddo, but I'm still over half so I'll take it.

"If we're talking strongest heroes, then surely the blonde one is the strongest, she doesn't use any weapon, just her bare hands!"

Down to seven, that's fine… it's all fine.

"But Pyrrha Nikos though."

Goddamm it Barb, I knew you liked redheads better because you like MJ over me, but now Pyrrha Nikos too? I am hurt.

"Hey the guy with the bow and arrows is awesome; he fights with a BOW AND ARROW! Now that's brave."

OKAY TIME TO STOP.

"Monkey-King has a tail, I think it's a pretty easy choice for coolest." Sun declared as he walked into the room and took a seat on the arm of the sofa, ruffling Miles hair, he would need to get it cut soon, unless he wanted the afro.

"SUN!" Ah yes why everyone couldn't greet him like this when he walked into a room was a mystery, it would make him feel so much better if they did.

"Hello minions, I would ask if you are behaving yourselves but you are all terrible liars so there is no point."

Much protesting followed, as is custom with children, however it fell on deaf ears as Sun locked eyes with Peter and gave him a smile in greeting.

"Here to relieve me are you? Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow, same time, and same channel." With a big wave and several hugs and high fives Peter made his way out of the room and back to his stuff and then made his way back to his home.

This left Sun as the responsible adult in the building, well not completely; Stan was still around somewhere. Sun's shift at the orphanage was relatively easy, after a healthy debate on who the coolest superhero was (with nobody knowing who Captain Vale was until Stan gave them all a quick history lesson, even then nobody really chose him) the kids were then tasked with some gardening and harvesting of fruit and vegetables from the garden. The orphanage grew their own food and supplied it to the church across from them, which also helped with the funding to keep the building going and make sure that the kids, had a home and a place to sleep.

Speaking of a place to sleep, it was getting very late and it was almost time for Sun to start heading off, Stan was the only person who stayed on site and lived full time with the kids. This was his universe as he liked to call it. So once all of the kids had brushed their teeth, gone to the toilet and tucked themselves in, Sun went around and said goodnight to each of them individually, making sure to use the personalised handshake with each of them. Once he was satisfied he also said goodnight to Stan and was about to head out the door when he heard his name called out.

"We have a spare room; you don't need to go back there."

Sun tensed up, how did he know? Had he followed him back there one day? No that was unlikely; nobody could keep up with him, let alone a sixty-five year old man.

"It's okay Stan, that's for the kids. I don't want to take anything from them."

"Think of it as giving you something you deserve." Damm him and his wisdom, did that just happen when you got to a certain age? After a long pause between them, Sun smiled sadly and waved half-heartedly back at the man.

"Goodnight Stan."

"Goodnight… kid."

Once Sun was sure he was away from prying eyes, he leapt up into the air as high as he could and easily reached the roof of the orphanage, making sure to grab his bag with his suit and other clothes in. Fitting on his vine launchers he strapped the bag to his back and then put his mask on, the optics adjusted perfectly and coupled with his night vision from being a faunus, Sun had no problem navigating his way back to his space.

Right underneath the bridge just south of the orphanage by three miles, Sun crawls upside down along the underside of tarmac until he reaches a little alcove where his makeshift hammock and furniture are placed.

"Home sweet home." Sun says sadly as he lies on the hammock, the cool sea breeze and the gentle rumble of the bridge will soon send him of into a deep sleep before he is woken up at six forty-five every morning by the same ship passing under the bridge delivering more tourists into the city. As he is lying there Sun takes a minute to think about how he ended up in this position; when his aunt died, she left him very little money, the apartment that he was living in had already said they would be evicting him the day after the funeral and Junior had just launched a new drug on the streets that turned people into strong men for a minute, before leaving them very weak and almost catatonic for three weeks.

All in all it was a very hectic week, so there had been very little sleep throughout that series of events, which lead to Sun stumbling across this little section of (in his opinion) heaven. He had just stopped his twelfth strong man gang of the evening and was extremely tired, he hadn't even had a chance to cry at aunt May's funeral before he had to leave and save people from a burning building three blocks over. So when he found this place he quickly created a hammock and cried his eyes out and slept his first night in his new home.

The place very quickly grew on him, it wasn't too hot as it was kept out of the sun all the time, yet it never got cold, because the bridges lights ran on fire dust which was about as rare as a snow in Atlas, so he still kept toasty warm because of the cables that ran under the bridge. The cars were never loud enough to disturb him in his sleep, but they provided a gentle noise to send him off into the land of dreams. Truth be told, this was a safe and special place for Sun, and he didn't want to give it up just yet, it was one of the few things he had left in his life that held him together.

And with that, our hero fell asleep.

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Bright and early the next morning Sun is swinging out from underneath the bridge and making his way downtown to the orphanage to start his shift; if you had the afternoon shift before then you also had the following morning. This was rotated between himself, Peter and MJ as they were the only three people that worked full time with the kids.

Spotting the construction signs at the end of the bridge, Sun smiled as he flipped and dove between the cranes and the workmen dangling from wires as they performed their maintenance on the bridges support columns. Several of them waved back in greeting as he flew past them, and he returned the greeting with a wave to each of them and calling out their names as he went by. These construction guys usually worked on several buildings around the kingdom and Sun had once or twice gotten lost quite easily when he was starting out and asked the only other people that were around at his height to point him in the right direction, thus he had learned their names and made a couple of connections with the guys in the company.

Making his way off the bridge, he turned down the usual path that contained all of the small business that he had frequently stopped Juniors thugs from robbing and collecting tribute from. The more he showed his face around those parts and spoke to the owners the less likely that Junior was to send people over to extort money and favours from them in the future. Now though since his incarceration it seemed if his extortion division of minions had stopped what they were doing as it was roughly the time for the best Mistral style restaurant in Vacuo to be collected from. However instead of being closed, it was actually bustling with people with and the owner was waving Sun down and calling his name. Hanging upside down from the streetlight; Sun shook the hand of the owner in greeting.

"Hey boss, what gives? I'm usually tying up a bunch of shady looking guys and leaving with some noodles about now. No chance of that today though, the lines are huge!" Monkey-King exclaimed.

"All because of you. When you took down Junior, it all stopped." Salvador said excitedly, he had long gotten over his shock from seeing Monkey-king hang from random places and swing through the kingdom.

"Well the police took him in, I just helped out a bit, couldn't miss out on that rematch." Monkey-King responded honestly, as the police did take him in.

"Either way, you don't have to pay for noodles when you come here; you helped me, let me help you."

"Thanks, well that's breakfast sorted for me for the next forever, I wonder if the Vale pizza place on eighth will let me have lunch there?" Monkey-King mused as he swung away from the noodle shop after grabbing a quick bite to eat from the owner. It was then that he noticed a large plume of smoke rising from a couple of blocks over, he concluded that this must be because a building was on fire, and that meant people could be in danger.

"The fun never stops." Sun said as he vaulted over a building to cut across and get to the smoke as fast as possible.

Landing on the opposite building Sun paused for a moment to quickly plan… out… what… to- where were the sirens? The response time of fire and rescue was impeccable, sometimes even quicker than he was. Also the smoke didn't smell, there was no heat coming from the building whatsoever and the pedestrians walking around didn't even bother looking up at the smoke or stop to acknowledge that there was a building on fire. Sun even spotted one man hold the door open for another family as they entered the building, with two of the men having a conversation outside the door with the smoke still billowing in their faces.

If there was no danger, then why were his senses in overdrive right now?

Good news and bad news; good news he got his answer, bad news; he got his answer.

A quick moving and small object struck the ledge that he was perched right upon and began to tick quietly, however due to the intensity of his super senses going into overdrive; he only registered it at the last minute. Leaping away from the ledge, the device exploded in a small compact explosion sending rubble flying towards the ground, where multiple people started to scream and run away from the falling concrete, and at Monkey-King's back, fortunately he managed to twist in mid-air and avoid the debris. He was not so fortunate to avoid the over incoming projectile that flew through the air and struck him right in the stomach knocking the wind from him and torpedoing him towards the edge of the building where he almost rolled off.

The entire thing happened way too fast for him to react to, but he could still sense what was going on around him. The flying object was now hovering near the far edge of the roof, opposite from where he was lying down trying to get his breath back. Taking a deep breath and flipping back up onto his feet, Monkey-King spun around to face his adversary and give him a piece of his mind. That was cut short however as two bladed objects flew from the flying threat forcing Monkey-King to jump into the air, doing the splits and also ducking at the same time, this proved to be a distracting move as he was then clotheslined from behind, as the flying threat had moved when the blades had been shot at him and flanked him.

Sliding across the floor face first and feeling several bruises start to form, as well as many cuts both on him and his suit. Shaking his head and acknowledging that he was in danger so his super senses would stop hurting his head; Sun took a moment on the floor and focused on the UFO that had knocked him down twice now. He managed to hear a sound similar to what jet engine emit, although slightly more subdued, most likely due to the size of the air craft. Noticing it wasn't moving around anymore and had lowered to almost touching the floor, Monkey-King assumed this was the part where they trade subtle insults between each other and hope to hurt feelings.

Picking himself up of the floor slowly, Sun finally got a good look at his assailant; the man's skin had a green hue, with pointy ears and bright yellow eyes, already this made the man look like a goblin of some kind. The long black pony tail was braided and was flailing about in the slight breeze that came across the rooftop and also from the engine from the flying glider. He was wearing bright white clothing, much like Monkey-Kings own suit, except the chest piece was slightly exposed showing multiple scars across the chest, indicating that something terrible must have happened to this man. He had a purple bag at his hip with the strap going across his chest also being bright purple. Lastly he also had a scorpion tail, not a normal scorpion tail like several faunus had, or even a tail in the sense like Sun did. No this guy had a mechanical tail that no doubt had been grafted on to his body, the tip of the tail oozed out purple liquid; no doubt that was highly poisonous.

"Colour co-ordination kinda went out the window didn't it?" Sun asks, he's not really expecting an answer if he is being honest, but we don't know anything unless we give it a go.

"HAHAHAHA HO HOHO HEH HA HEHEHE." Crackled the Green man as he doubled over and placed his hands on his knees, eventually he just started wheezing and then he straightened up with a mad grin on his face as he eyed Monkey-King.

"He told me that you liked your jokes-"

"-well ones giving me a headache right now." Sun interrupted

"-So if nothing else, this is going to be funny." The green man finished saying with a wide toothy grin. It was like looking in to the eyes of a shark, the teeth weren't helping with that description.

"Well I do like to include a certain amount of quippage in my fights, it is what they people pay for after all Mr… Uh what do you call yourself?"

"TYRIAN my good friend, and I believe that is enough conversation for the moment don't you?"

"Wait, wait, wait; you just call yourself Tyrian? No supervil-" True to his word Tyrian didn't let the conversation continue and lunged off his glider straight at Sun and wrapped both hands around his throat, taking him to the floor of the roof and cracking the ground from the force and speed of his movement.

Momentarily stunned, Monkey-King relied on pure instinct and trust on his super senses, and moved his head to the left. Narrowly avoiding the very hard punch that broke the section of the roof that they were lying on, causing both of them to fall through the roof and into the apartment building below. Flipping to his feet and spinning around to face the mad man, Sun ducks a wild hook punch and returns a strong uppercut of his own. Even jumping off the floor to give him more power behind the strike, and while mid-air he spun around and tried a heel kick to the jaw. However Tyrian was not fazed by the punch as most people would have been, and grabbed the back of Sun's leg and swung him around and slammed him into the wall.

When Sun collapsed to the ground, Tyrian still had a hold of his leg and threw him out of the window, the numerous glass shards cutting through his already damaged sit and also drawing some blood and causing several minor injuries across his body. As he fell through the air he shot out a vine and pulled himself to the side in mid-air while somersaulting to avoid the glider flying full speed at him with knifes primed straight to skewer him like a prime rib, instead of stabbing him it flew right into the opposite building.

Steadying himself on a streetlight, Sun looked up at his enemy who was crouching by the broken window and grinning at him. Just as he pounced at Sun with his tail ready to stab him, Sun catapulted himself by shooting vines out to slingshot forward with greater speed and dropkick Tyrian back up through the ceiling. Monkey-King then grappled with Tyrian and threw him back down onto the roof, making another crack appear across the surface. After he had bounced back to his feet, Sun then vine zipped towards Tyrian and punched him downwards across the face, since the strike was so hard it caused Tyrian to turn around violently, however he turned this into a wild swing with his mechanised tail and backhanded Sun across the roof and into the slightly raised concrete at the edge of the roof.

When Monkey-King hit the edge it cracked the building work and sent several bricks down to the people gathered bellow. Quickly recovering and shooting down a net to catch the bricks before they hit anybody, Sun came to the conclusion that maybe he should move the fight away to a less populated area, somewhere he knew well and where he had the advantage. The bridge would do, it gave him room to move around and attack from multiple different angles and it was most defiantly a home field advantage.

"HEHEHE, my tail is better than yours!" Tyrian giggled with joy.

"Compensating much?" Monkey-King retorted

"There's the wit that he told me about!"

"Well it's all I got, so you can bet you're going to see a lot of it."

And with that last exclamation of sadness, Sun rolled of the edge of the building and vine-zipped across the street and yelled out as loud as he could.

"FOLLOW THE LEADER, LEADER, FOLLOW THE LEADER, LEADER, AND FOLLOW THE LEADER, LEAD!"

As he was swinging towards the bridge his super senses picked up on several smaller objects flying towards him at high speeds, twisting his body to a more horizontal angle the first bladed grenade flew past him, and he shot a small vine blast and caused it to explode. As Monkey-King kept swinging along he shot out more and more vine blasts to keep ahead of the exploding blades and to destroy them before they impacted the buildings. He knew that Tyrian was following him, because who wouldn't after the sing along, and because he could still hear the laughter after him every time he had to dodged a bladed grenade.

The moment that Monkey-King had arrived at the bridge he swung onto one of the supporting wires and stood on the side of it and waited for Tyrian. When he caught up to him, he hovered in-front of the hero and crouched down on his glider.

"Well, well, well, nowhere left to run."

"I wasn't running, I was leading."

Then the fight resumed, Sun launched himself at Tyrian and caught him in mid-air with the two of them wrestling on the glider. Because of this Tyrian couldn't quite control it to the best of his insane ability and ended up crashing into several different supporting wires, concrete pillars and scaffolding from the construction workers that had been performing maintenance and creating new parts of the bridge. Right now on the glider Sun had his feet on Tyrians chest and was using his adhesive abilities (personally he called them stick-um-powers) to cling to him and allow his hands to remain free to punch him multiple times around the face.

Swing after swing landed on the mad man's laughing face and Sun felt satisfied after every successful blow that landed, however it was never going to last for too long as Tyrian caught on to the pattern quickly and during Sun's sixth swing Tryian bobbed his head out of the way and then reached up with his left hand and wrapped it around the heroes throat and began to squeeze, while simultaneously striking with his right to the ribs and then the head. This allowed him to get some control back over the glider and fly it down into one of the construction vans, moulding him into the metal work and then kicking him in deeper for good measure.

In retaliation Sun ripped off the vans door and smacked Tyrian around the face with it as hard as he could, and just like a baseball he flew backwards and into a cement mixer. Unfortunately he didn't quite get stuck in it how Sun wanted him to as that would have been hilarious, but he did get a lot of powder on him from the cement packets that were around it. As Sun fell to his knees after the brutal attack, he took a very deep breath.

"No man can win every battle, but I'll be dammed if I fall without a struggle." He muttered to himself as his back screamed at him, ready for him to fall down and accept defeat.

The cement mixer flew towards him and he rolled over the top and back flipped over the throwing knife only to get tackled in mid-air by Tryian on the glider and slammed into the concrete pillar. Sun then brought both legs up and kicked him hard in the chest to give him some space and when he flew at him again he crawled up the wall and let him stab the blades of the glider into the pillar, holding him there for a moment, but a moment was all that he needed as he spun around to heel kick Tyrian around the face and then push off the wall to slingshot himself into his back, creating cracks in the pillar.

Swinging away from the Tryian shaped hole in the wall, Sun perched on a wire and readied himself for the inevitable retaliation. His suit was torn up; he was bleeding, had several suspected fractures and most importantly he was tired. Nobody so far had ever forced him to use this much strength before, he knew that if he hit anybody else; even junior, with the strength that he was hitting Tyrian right now he would kill them. But this guy was taking the hits like it was nothing, Sun wasn't sure how much he had left, but he wasn't going to give up, because that's not what heroes do.

As Tyrian pried himself away from the wall and turned to face Sun, he finally saw some blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Sun breathed a little easier at that, maybe this force of nature could actually fall after all. Swinging towards him to strike him again, Tyrian flew out of the way and closer to the ground where Sun then flowed after him, this turned out to be exactly what he wanted as his tail then shot a blast of purple poison at his vine interrupting his swing and causing him to slow down for a second, leaving him vulnerable and allowing Tyrian to swing his tail at Sun and send him crashing into another van, he really hoped the insurance on these things were great because he could not afford to pay for two vans to be replaced. Tyrian then hopped off of his glider and lifted up the van up high above his head, showcasing his strength, he then threw it over the edge of the bridge and down towards the water.

"Itsy, bitsy Monkey." Tyrian sang as he watched the van plummet to the sea bellow.

While Tyrian was gleefully staring down at the water, one of the construction workers who had taken shelter when the two super powered beings had entered the bridge, grabbed a large wrench, because a sledge hammer was nowhere to be found, and charged up behind Tyrian and swung the wrench at his head in a valiant attempt to knock him down for good. That plan failed extraordinarily as Tyrian caught the swing without even looking and then stabbed the worker in the stomach with his tail, no point in using poison or even turning to look at him, he wasn't worth the effort or the privilege of being noticed.

"Anthony!" one of his fellow workers cried out and then ran forward to get him out of the reach of the monster. Tryian swept the man's feet out from underneath him and stood crackling over him prepared to strike him down as well.

At this moment when Sun was falling through the air towards the sea he subconsciously thought of everyone who had ever put him down.

"You're nothing!"

"Nobody loves you!"

"You're a freak!"

"You can't save anyone!"

"You're a useless disappointment!"

"EVERYONE HATES YOU!"

As he got closer and closer to the sea in the van Sun felt all of these words come crashing down upon him, and then he felt one more.

May

"Sun, it's time to get up."

And just like that he burst out of the van and shot up, back towards the bridge, and that's when he noticed Tyrian standing over two of the construction workers, one of whom was bleeding quite heavily, so Sun swung the entire underneath of the bridge and then used that as a trebuchet to launch himself at Tyrian with a powerful drop kick sending him flying across the bridge and tumbling into a pile of scaffolding, knocking it down on top of him and trapping him underneath.

"Go get out of here!" Sun shouted at the workers, he was still bruised, still battered, still bleeding, but he was most certainly not beaten and he wouldn't be for as long as he could draw a breath.

Tryian shoved a load of the collapsed scaffolding off of him and then stood on shaky feet, as he ran his hands over his face and then burst out laughing loudly, before exclaiming loudly.

"Well isn't that interesting? You actually do defend the little people? I always assumed that you did it for the cameras, but you're actually a good person aren't you?"

"I do my best, you should try it. Never too late to change paths."

"Aww you don't see it yet do you? No matter what you do for them, eventually they will hate you."

"Well someone has to do something for them."

Tryian sighed, and then leaned back and kept laughing, shaking his pony-tail with mad joy.

"Here is the real truth monkey-boy, the people in this pathetic city all live for one purpose, lifting the few exceptional people onto their shoulders. You and me… we're exceptional. So why not let them?"

"That's not right."

"HAHAHA HEHE HOOO HAHE, AND YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE IT! THAT'S THE BEST PART!" Tyrian roared as he doubled over. As he was mid-way through his evil laughing fit Sun flying kicked him across the face with a beautiful right side kick, which was then followed through left spin kick where his heel struck Tyrian across the face, this gave him opportunity to perform a right jumping round house kick across the same side of his face, this managed to knock over Tryian, but he must have called his glider to him as Sun had to back flip over the deadly UFO and its many knifes protruding from its front. Sun then blasted the glider with several vine nets and managed to get it stuck to the pillar where it had impact after he had dodged it, now Tyrian was grounded and had no means of movement or surprise attacks.

"Is that all you got?" Tyrian croaked as he stood back to his feet.

"Not done yet." Sun panted as he hunched over slightly, the two then ran at each other and brutally punched each other as hard as they could for a long time, eventually the sun began to set and the news helicopters that were circling them had to switch on the lights to keep track of them, They were also moving at quite high speeds and with surprising agility. Well Monkey-King's agility wasn't that surprising as many people had seen him perform numerous different acrobatic feats over the years, however Sun was amazed that Tyrian was able to stay almost as agile as he was, he presumed it had to do with the enhanced strength and speed that he had gained, he must have also been exposed to something extra ordinary, maybe a goblin?

WHAM

Sun skidded across the bridge and hit an upturned car but quickly moved to the side as the mechanical tail stabbed exactly where he was lying, but he wrapped his hand around the tail and pulled Tryian in close and punched him with a sharp right hook. As they rolled together Sun shot a vine up to a metal girder dangling from a crane and pulled it down, when he caught it he used it as a baseball bat and smacked Tryian down to the ground, he then dropped it on top of him and jumped on top while shooting some vine netting to keep it pinned on top of the criminal. He then punched him around the face several times, but Tryian kept laughing after every strike.

"Is... that… all… you… got?" Tyrian asked between shaky and breathily laughs.

Sun raised his fist again to strike him, but stopped; this wasn't what should happen, he won but he should win like this; it wasn't right.

"It's all you deserve; I'm nothing like you." Sun didn't know exactly where this anger had come from and why it was all being aimed at Tyrian. Maybe it was because he was just so opposite to him, so strange and out of the blue to what he usually dealt with. With Junior there was a code; he didn't do anything that involved kids and he never tortured anybody. Tryian on the other hand had no code; he didn't care about anyone or anything at all, there was also the added fact of him also having super powers and other extra ordinary abilities and advanced equipment, nobody that Monkey-King had faced in his crime fighting career had ever been anywhere near as strong as he was, but Tryian matched him blow for blow. While there abilities were similar in nature, they could not be further apart as he was the exact opposite of Sun as he cared about everyone, even the bad guys he made sure to not harm to greatly and always try to talk them out of their situations; to appeal to the good in them.

Sun shook his head, he didn't hate Tyrian; he pitied him. He wondered what bad day had happened to drive this man down the road of madness and pain, and he hoped that it would never happen to him or to anybody else, because looking at the result of all that pain in one person was hurting him. Maybe there was a chance that he could appeal to the good in Tyrian and save him.

"Come… on… boy." Tyrian huffed "You know there's only one way to beat me… you know you want to…"

"Not you, not anybody, not ever."

"Oh climb down off that high horse, you're a freak like yours truly, and at the end of the day everyone here is just waiting to watch you fail, and then there're gonna eat you alive… and me? I'll be right there ready to help you out…"

Sun stood above Tyrian as the police officers all swarmed in and aimed their guns at his pinned body, completely surrounding him.

"When that day comes, I'll be sure to pinch you."

Tyrian looked confused for a second, but then he got it and started to chuckle quietly, then he started to laugh and then that turned into a full blown fit where his entire body was shaking, but he still managed to shout out the punch line.

"BECAUSE I'LL BE DREAMMING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Sun allowed himself a small smile, it was actually quite funny. Shooting vine netting around Tyrian's body and legs, Sun lifted the metal beam off his body and placed it down on the ground. Tyrian made no moves to flee or fight as he was bound and he made no effort to escape his imprisonment of vines either, in-fact he seemed quite comfortable being taken away by the police officers and thrown into one of their vans, but he still had one last thing to say out of the cliché villain hand book.

"Be seeing you soon… Monkey-King."

Glancing around at all the destruction and all of the people looking at him, Sun knew what was going to come next, people were going to start blaming him and asking the police to arrest him and several officers looked like they would do just that in a second, so Sun did the smart thing and leapt into the air and swung off of the bridge, he knew that that would probably make him look even worse, but if he stuck around to help right now then he would be dodging police attempting to arrest him, reporters and the BEACON agents that he had seen closing in on him. Best for him to come back later and then help lift the heavy things and try to set everything back to where it had been before Tyrian and he had turned it into a warzone.

Sitting on a building overlooking the bridge, Sun hung his legs off the ledge and finally started to acknowledge all of the injuries that he had sustained during the fight. No doubt it would be problematic to walk for a while after today, and possibly eat as well if his bruised ribs and stomach were anything to go by.

"Hey Ozzy, been awhile. How's the wife and kids? Still looking forward to the game next week? The Sand Surfers are going to smoke Vale West Side, so you can kiss that trophy goodbye."

This remark was met with silence as usual; maybe Ozpin was just trying to deny that Monkey-King had even sensed his presence.

"Heard you five rooftops over, how's your ankle after jumping that last gap?"

"Nothing a light stretch couldn't solve. And my wife is fine, Maria always has been every time you ask about her, my daughter on the other hand is another problem, she keeps asking to meet you every day."

"My fame precedes me it seems."

"She wants to know if you'll introduce her to Iron Reaper."

"As if I'm cool enough to meet Iron Reaper." Sun mutters, but at least he got his answer. Ozpin never talks about his family in the presence of others or if he knows that anybody is listening, so they must be the only two people that know this conversation is going on.

"You know, as it goes on it often gets harder to do things alone, especially if the bad guys fight smarter and harder as time passes."

Sun thinks about it for a moment, Ozpin isn't entirely wrong as per usual, but he's still not completely right at the same time. "He's not a bad guy, he just needs help."

Ozpin hums in response and then comes and sits on the side of the building overlooking the bridge, tapping his cane against the ledge every so often, not in a pattern which is slightly irritating to Sun as he could have sworn he knew that tune from somewhere.

"I'm not joining BEACON, I belong out here in the streets looking after the little guy, and in a big group like that, you tend to forget all about the little guy."

"Haha, I heard something similar from someone else a little while ago, but alas I didn't come to ask about BEACON, and I no longer want you to join them, I think I have another group in mind, one where you can truly benefit from joining, and from what I have witnessed they care a lot about the little guy. The Hunters have been active for about a month now, and so far they have achieved a great deal of positive press; clearing up crime around and in Vale, STRQ industires has made significant strides towards a cleaner energy source as a result of increased sponsors, and they have also helped out with the earthquake in Mistral and the rebuilding and redevelopment of the area. However despite all of their combined efforts, they still need help at certain points, and right now they need your help."

"So what, you want me to teach them how to be better heroes? Me teach the smartest woman on the plant, a real life goddess, a chick who could bench this building in her sleep, a super spy and a history legend?"

"Well… not quite."

"…"

"I believe that this will be useful for everybody Mr Wukong, you can help save people and also assist the greatest team of heroes ever assembled, and they can become your friends, something I am certain you need."

"I've already got three friends, I don't know if I could handle more." Sun said as he thought about them and made a list in his mind; Stan, Officer Davis and Ozpin.

"They have money and a bed."

"Alright I'll see what they are selling. No promises that it will work but I'll give it my best shot."

"Fantastic, currently they are being attacked by a person with great strength, but I'm sure you will be able to help them before it is too late."

"Do I get a ride?"

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Another arrow hit its mark as Ren soared above Jaune and rolled upon landing, the two then dived out of the way of a flying car and Jaune then raised his shield to block the swing of a telephone pole that sent him flying down the street into a wedding dress shop.

Shaking his head and once again praising whatever craftsman made his shied, he struggled up and charged back to where the explosions were coming from, so long as he heard them then he knew that Ren was still standing and still fighting. With the two of them being the most vulnerable of the team they had made sure to keep their distance at first and tried to run interference and focus on getting people far away from the threat and let Yang and Ruby fight instead, however Ruby had to leave halfway through because she went back to go and go upgrade her amour, so she had left for the STRQ mansion to build something better to fight.

That was two hours ago and Jaune was running close to his last legs, he could only imagine how tired Ren must be feeling right now what with all the jumping and running he has had to do all day to avoid being hit, because one hit would put him out of the fight for good.

Yang was still up but she was currently holding up a building from collapsing while everyone else was escaping it, which was why Jaune had to get back to the fight as fast as possible. The building was in-fact a BEACON building built here in Mistral and the beast had seemed hell bent on bringing it down until Ren had started shooting his trick arrows to annoy him, and then launched himself at him. They were now thirteen blocks away from where they had started and the monster showed no signs of slowing down. This was why Jaune needed to get back as fast as possible; if he could take its attention off Ren then maybe it would forget about the BEACON building, because if it went there right now it would kill everyone that was still trying to get out.

Hopefully Yang could hold that building long enough for everyone to get out because they really needed their heavy hitter right now, she was the only person of the four teammates that actually did any damage to the beast before it knocked her through the buildings foundations and turned its attention to Ren. Taking stock of his allies, Jaune realised several things:

Ruby was back in Vale

Yang was occupied

Nora was off world

Pyrrha hadn't been seen in two weeks

And the cat woman hadn't come back after the little stunt in the graveyard

They needed help, and they needed help fast… Because they couldn't last much longer.

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Sorry, been a while, Hit writers block.

This chapter took awhile because I didn't want it to be an exact copy, Sun still needed his own charm, but thats hard to do when they are quite literally the same person.

Side note, Spider-Man PS4 is one of the best games Ive ever played, if you havent I suggest giving it a play.

Little hint for the next chapter which is in the works, I have mapped out how I want this all to go don't worry about that I just need to write the bullet points, check it makes sense and then put that into a comprehensive story. That is grammatically correct and also makes sense with what I have already said.

Enjoy, and hope you all have a good rest of the year and a good year for 2020.