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Chapter 2

-7:00 AM 04/09/2011-


Shadow Stalker. Sophia certainly lived up to her cape name last night. I meandered around after the police left last night hoping she would pop out of hiding and do... something. Instead she stayed where she was for so long that I had to leave or look too suspicious, both to her and on camera. Eventually I made my way back home after a short patrol of finding nothing. Honestly this puts me in a pretty weird place.

It's been the main thought dominating my mind since I woke up a few minutes ago. What exactly should I do about my debut? About shadow stalker? Tomorrow is the fight with Lung, which I'm going to be doing as Skitter. I planned on going on a dry run as her tonight but now I'm not so sure. I really wanted to get an invitation to join the wards before fighting Lung, that way I had a reason to have my Tsukushi persona at the PRT HQ, while my Skitter persona was taking down Lung.

I could of course simply go and ask to join but I feel like there would be less suspicion if they recruit me, not the other way around. So my options are to hope I run into a hero during the day, blow off my Skitter test run tonight, or... take out my Skitter clone and pilot it, while Tsukushi patrols looking for a hero. Technically situations like this are exactly why I made it... and it would be good to make sure I can pilot it in combat while interacting with people in my main body before the Lung fight.

Looking down towards the bed I have the clone wake up from storage mode. I feel through my powers as it unfolds and reshapes parts of itself, going from the black rectangle I turned it into last night, and back into the near perfect copy of Taylor Hebert. As it crawls out from under the bed, I get a moment to consider it. I'm actually kinda lucky my default form, Taylor's body, isn't more attractive or I may never leave this room. As it is the urge to just go ahead and lose my virginity to it is strong enough, but I really don't have the time.

Taking it over more directly, I finally let myself connect to it. Connect to the signal boosting internals running through it's skeleture. It's overwhelming. Truly and utterly overwhelming to the point my brain can't handle the sheer influx of everything. Almost without thinking about it I push all the overwhelming sensations into the collective bugs that I can feel and connect to within what I have to assume is nearly 570 miles.

When I can calm down from the rush and panic, I'm left with just the sheer facts. The bugs in my massive range are the easiest to feel and connect to in my range, like always. The, birds, cats, dogs and various other animals are pretty easy to see and connect to as well, though I don't. Small animals like that are far more noticeable, especially the amount that are people's pets. The last thing I need is someone reporting that all the small animals from here to Boston are acting in odd ways.

I also can't feel them nearly as far out as I can the bugs, maybe at best 2/3s as far. The humans are what scare me the most. I can feel every single human to a range well beyond the city limits. Probably around 50 miles if the 570 estimate of my bug range is correct. It feels like a little under a 1/10 as far. And that fucking terrifies me. Well it would if I didn't shunt it off into my swarm, but still. It's incredibly concerning.

I very carefully don't connect to any of them and drown out the feeling of them. Before I did though I felt a lot about every single one of them. Full biological scan, which were parahumans, which had the potential to become parahumans, what their powers are, how best to organize and use them. The worst part is the instinctual understanding I had of exactly what that would be like for them. Trapped in their own bodies screaming internally in terror as I piloted them completely against their will...

I do my best to just clear my head and suppress those memories and feelings as best I can. I can't go there, I won't. Maybe if I was controlling their minds, if they could be happy, be OK with it... No that's not how my power works and I don't need to start entertaining the idea of mastering hundreds of thousands of people. Or worse, I can very easily expand my range, I could very easily reach the point of master the entire planet in just a few weeks, maybe less.

In an attempt to distract myself, I focus on the clone body I'm piloting and send it downstairs while I teleport to the basement and start working on my Skitter costume. Pulling it out from where Taylor had it hidden I see that the spiders increased output over the two days I skipped school, left the costume complete. Or at least as complete as It was at the start of canon.

"It should be illegal to be up so early on a Saturday kiddo... and making breakfast too? You must want something." I had my clone move around the kitchen and give a non committal grunt to Danny, technically my dad I guess. Looking down at the dingy yellow brown fabric, I touched it and converted the silk to a dark gray color, while turning it from Black widow silk to the silk a Darwin's Bark Spider produces.

"You know I get up to run dad, I just finished and figured we could both use some breakfast, I promise your wallet is safe." The Darwin's Bark spider produces by far the strongest silk in the world. Hell it's actually the single strongest biological material scientist currently know about. It's not the strongest I know about, but still. It's over ten times stronger than Kevlar when in equal size. So this under suit is now, 10x as strong as it would be if it was made out of Kevlar, and about 4ish times as strong as it was before.

"You know you can take a day off every once in a while Taylor, besides it really isn't safe for you to be out by yourself like that." Next I convert the current exoskeletons and carcasses that make up the armor into the exoskeletons of Ironclad Beetles, arguable the strongest exoskeletons in the world. I reshaped and sized them into segments roughly half the size of a finger nail, then layered them into plates to maximize protection and flexibility. The armor plating is in the usual places, chest, back, arms, thighs and shins.

"I, It feels good to be doing something, to at least be trying to... I don't know just, it feels good." That's the Armor done. Mostly. At least good enough... but is good enough, actually good enough? It really needs a helmet for the back of the face mask, Taylor never had time to add one. Id also like to replace the lenses with quartz. There's honestly just so many things I could do with this armor to make it better, more than simple protection.

After a few minutes of thinking I have the perfect bug themed organic power armored designed. To start with this suit is going to require power. A lot of power. Luckily I have the perfect thing for it, the Oriental Beetle. It absorbs sunlight and converts it to electricity, electricity that it then uses to fuel it's biological processes. It's also the only bug that does this so if I want to stick with my theme, and Skitter's defined powerset, It was the only organic option.

With solar absorption organs, internal capacitors and energy converters, it was fairly easy to add a solar powered electrical system to the suit. Of course all of this needed to be regulated which is where the detachable flight pack came in. Relatively slender, about the size of a draw string backpack, It contained a set of linked bee brains, and the musculature for two different types of wings. A large set of horse fly wings that when folded run from my upper back to right above my ass and a set of smaller and more efficient bumblebee wings.

With the Horsefly wings I should be able to reach speeds in excess of 70mph for a few minutes before it gets too energy intensive to keep going, with a more comfortable cruising speed being in the 40mph range. The bumblebee wings don't get anywhere close to the speeds, but they're incredibly energy efficient and maneuverable. Perfect for hovering, tight maneuvering, and low speed flying up to 15mph. Switching between he two sets only takes a fraction of a second with the way I have the detachable flight pack designed.

From there, with the power taken care of, other features were added. Internal musculature based on the Horned Dung Beetle, allowing the wearer to lift roughly 25 tons. Obviously this also increases speed and in conjunction with spring like muscles in the leg of the suit based on grasshopper legs, should have the wearer running in the 60mph range.

After that the design was more about having offensive options. To start with I took inspiration from... well spider-man. I added a set of specialized web shooters from the Darwin's Bark Spider, roughly half an inch tall, an inch wide and running half the length of the inside of each forearm. They're spinnerets on steroids. Capable of shooting a continuous rope like stream of sticky silk at a 100 meter range, or globs of the same sticky silk at over 100 miles per hour. Honestly this is probably the only part of the suit that needs me to be in it to function properly. There's no other way the spinnerets could produce the necessary amount of web so quickly without my Biokinetic powers.

On the outside of each forearm, and in a slightly thicker and longer compartment are organs based on the Bombardier Beetle, similarly on steroids. Each is capable of spraying rapid fire micro bursts of a 400 degree Fahrenheit acidic liquid at a distance of up to 10 meters. This would work fine regardless of who is wearing the suit, but it does take about 5 minutes to refill each reservoir if I'm not using my power to do so instantly like with the spinnerets.

Granted as long as the suit is within 570 miles of my Taylor clone, I could always use my powers on it regardless of who is wearing it, as it is essentially just a swarm of bugs. I'm considering adding a similar amount of signal boosting bugs to this suit but I'm not sure if I'm ready to handle the increased load. Also with how the amplification works, the range could easily get overwhelming. It really isn't something I want to experiment with before I settle some other things and Skitter makes her debut.

The only other feature is a set of organs on the back of each hand, about the size of half an egg. Each one is based on the organs used in other parts of the suit, though modified, to release an electric charge, no more powerful than a taser. Like the acid sprayers it would take a few minutes to recharge them, if I'm not using my powers to do so.

This suit alone would give anyone who wore It a rating of brute 5-6, mover 3-4, blaster 2-3, and striker 's without whatever powers they had themselves. The only maintenance it will ever need is to be left in the sun, or under UV lights, as it's fully capable of regenerating. Hell, technically it doesn't even need a wearer, I can easily remotely operate it with my powers.

To finish the look, I add a silk hood, attached the helmet plate to the face mask, created a set of dark yellow tinted quarts lenses, and trim the armor plate sections with dark yellow to match the quarts and the bumblebee wings. Taylor may have stumbled her way through canon with bug control powers and a decent costume but she also got hurt, a lot. I'm personally not the biggest fan of pain.

More importantly though, this looks like a highly effective and expensive costume. A time consuming one. Which is the persona I'm hoping to build for Skitter. Not some rookie cape that got in way over her head on her first night out, but an experienced cape with a deep pool of resources and an extensive information network. After all this Skitter isn't a hero playing villain, but an actual villain. It should also be a stark contrast to the simple and cheaply looking costume of Tsukushi.

To further the backstory of an information network I'll create a dozen dragon fly drones... actually let me look something up. Remembering the other blueprint I looked up at my neighbor's house, I let my power auto complete the design for a solar powered super computer the size of a laptop. After building and programming it, them spending a few minutes researching online I have a better idea of what I want and the knowledge for my power to use.

I create a dozen dragonfly drones roughly the size of a cigar. Each can fly at speed of 70mph, record video with a compact telescopic lens, capable of low light and night vision. There's a slot for a standard SD card, and WiFi connectivity with an encrypted signal. Going a step further, I take inspiration form the crab spider, and change its exoskeleton and add a few glands. Like the spider, this will allow it's exoskeleton to reflect light and excrete a chemical to change it's color to match it's background. The only enhancement being a wider range of colors and complexity in secretion so it can mimic patterns better.

With these I should easily be able to record a decent amount of candid footage of various capes, and gangs selling the backstory I'm setting up for Skitter. Taking the opportunity, I take out the SD card from the camera I made, and since destroyed, last night and insert it into the laptop. With the computer's speed it only takes a few seconds to copy the video I took last night on to the device.

The real question is what to do now. Initially I just wanted to blackmail Sophia because... well she's a bitch. Maybe I would have made her suck my dick or something, or made her stop bullying people. Honestly I just saw an opportunity to get leverage on her and I took it. But the real question is do I really want that leverage on her? I'm probably going to be having sex toady, even if not I have a perfectly good clone eating breakfast with my kinda dad right now that wouldn't say no to anything I wanted to do to it.

I could maybe make her stop being a bully. Maybe. But I could also accomplish that by simply getting her arrested. Besides a big part of why she is the way she is, is because of her shard. In some ways that makes her a victim. But it doesn't change the fact that she is the way she is and that she's killing people. Hell you could argue that anyone she kills from here on out is on me because I could have taken her down.

Off the top of my head I can't think of any good deed she did or situation she was particularly helpful in. I can't think of anything that makes her particularly helpful, or honestly useful. Maybe I could make her an underling for my Skitter persona, she would make an excellent thief/assassin. But I plan to work with the Undersiders and she actively wants to kill their leader Grue, because of a bad power interaction. Plus even if she did initially agree to it she'd spend the whole time trying to kill me.

I could always post the video on PHO and let things fall where they may. She made the bed she can lay In it. But it does seem like a waste. I mean I... I let what happened to that woman happen so I could get this evidence. It seems kinda wrong to just post it and wash my hands of the situation. I mean, I gain nothing from that, and If I'm not getting anything out of it then what the fuck was the point on what happened to that woman?

I don't need a spy in the wards if Tsukushi is going to be joining up. Honestly I can't see her getting a worse punishment than boot camp in San Diego followed by a transfer to like Alaska, or if they're really serious maybe sent to guard a quarantine zone. I don't see them just throwing her in jail, it would be too much like admitting defeat for the very purpose they're designed to fulfill. If they can't make parahumans accepted and reform the bad ones, then are parahumans too dangerous to be allowed to be free?

Who knows what kinda of public backlash having a video of a Ward allowing someone to be raped, then murder someone could bring. That is of course if Dragon even allowed the video to stay on PHO long enough for anyone to even see it. Fuck it. I'm not going to think of a good answer right now. Until I know what my situation and prospects look like after the Lung fight, I can't really know what I want out of the situation with her.


-12:30 PM 04/09/2011-


After uselessly stressing over Shadow Stalker, I spent the last few hours experimenting with my powers. I confirmed a few hunches like apparently I can use my powers through my swarms, as they are a part of me. I turned an ant in Boston into a housefly, landed an a girls head an cured her cold, all from my basement in Brockton Bay. I also sent out a a dragonfly over the Atlantic ocean and played around with my Mythical blaster ability.

I had the idea that it would potentially synergize with my force field power. Specifically the aspect of my force field power that lets me use a 100 square meter force field as multiple smaller ones that when combined don't have a combined surface area larger than 100 meters squared. In other words, it lets me break down my elemental blast so instead of having a one kiloton minimum, I can create much smaller blasts, I can just never exceed a combined simultaneous blast of 58 megatons. I spent about an hour having the dragonfly create micro bursts of various elements.

All that experimenting left me with very little time to get ready for my maybe date. She could have just been being nice, but she sound really excited about everything when I called last night to get her address. It's actually on a street I flew past last night, about three blocks form the local college, so it was relatively easy to transform into my Tsukushi persona and teleport there. Well teleport to the air over her apartment building, then teleport to her apartment build, then look through a window on the third floor and teleport near her front door.

It took me a second, and shunting my nerves off into my swarm, for me to work up the courage to actually knock on the door and get this maybe date started. After knocking It only took Officer Ramirez, 30 or so seconds to answer the door. God did she look beautiful out of her uniform. At 5'2, she has a well proportioned body that could easily be described as slim thick. She's actually wearing makeup today, or at least noticeable makeup. Dressed simply in a pair of black jeans and a white cropped halter top, her slight abs and dusky skin were on full display.

"You showed up, I was starting to worry you were standing me up." I, I'm on time. I'm sure I'm on time she said 12:30 and it's 12:30 exactly I made sure I got here exactly on time. I wanted to get here early but that may have looked desperate plus she might not have been ready and that would just be rude.

"Oh, um I'm sorry I thought you said 12:30, I really didn't mean to make you wait though." This had better not ruin my chances of losing my virginity, well I guess there's always the Taylor clone back home that I could do it with.

"Mmm I prefer my dates get here fifteen minutes early, makes a girl feel wanted you know? Relax it's not that big of a deal, come on in before someone sees you." She interrupted me when I went to apologize again, and I finally calmed back down. Following her into the small, likely one bedroom apartment I saw that it was in a state of being half packed. Either she just moved in recently or is moving out soon. The only furniture in the carpeted living room was a large tan sectional and a mounted flat screen.

"Sorry about the state of the place but I only moved in a month ago and haven't really gotten time to unpack everything." She gestured to the stacks of boxed with various labels on them. I did notice that none of them said bedroom of kitchen, so she probably focused on those first.

"It's all good, trust me it's better than where I'm living." Oh fuck that was a stupid thing to say, the last thing I want to talk about is living with my kinda dad, and only being 16. I mean I'm pretty sure it's technically legal in New Hampshire but I highly doubt she wants to fuck a teenager. The comment earned me an odd look and an aborted opening of the mouth, cutting herself off from whatever she was going to say. Instead she gave me a noncommittal hmm and started moving to where, I can guess the kitchen is.

"Go ahead and take a seat, I'm just going to check on the chicken salad. You do like chicken salad right? Good, want anything to drink? I have water, beer, and... no that's pretty much it." Chicken salad? Like salad with cut up grilled or fried chicken strips? Is it racist that I kinda assumed she would be making something like, Mexican or Cuban or something?

"Uh, yeah chicken salad is good I love the stuff, and I'll uh take a beer I guess." I'd totally look like a kid if I drunk water right? Or like I'm judging her for drinking beer at noon. I mean she's a cop they're like notorious alcoholics right? I kinda regret never drink beer or anything before now. Honestly I couldn't buy It. My parents didn't keep alcohol in the house, I didn't have any siblings to buy it and I never got invited to any parties that would have had alcohol. Or really parties in general.

"One Corona coming up, I should only be a couple of minutes so make yourself at home, there's cable and the remote should be... somewhere in there. You look like you're well equipped to find things even in the deepest places." She gave me a wink and a flirty smirk letting me know there's probably some innuendo I missed in all of that, but I have no idea what. She is right about one thing though, with the amount of bugs in her living room it only takes me a few seconds to locate the remote under a couch cushion thanks to a helpful little ant.

True to her word I only had time to flip through channels for a couple minutes, not recognizing most shows or even actors, before she came back with two Coronas and two plates. She handed me one of the beers and turned so her arm with both the plates was facing me. Taking the hint I grabbed the one on her forearm. I quickly created and destroyed a few million microbes to eat any dirt on my hands, and then did my best to ignore anything on the food itself.

Which was a surprise. I was expecting salad with chicken pieces. Instead this is like... potato salad I guess, with various other things, inside a bun. Since they aren't living I'd have to touch them to actually tell what they were. Looking back up at her I saw her looking at me expectantly so I stopped hesitating and took a bite of the slightly warm... sandwich? It was... who the hell puts raisins and walnuts In a dish with chicken and mayonnaise. It wasn't horrible, but why?

"It's good uh..." Holy fuck. I realized just now I never actually got her name. How the fuck did I never get her first name. I guess it just never came up. Only her first initial was on her business card that she gave me so I know it starts with an A. Should I just guess or-

"Alejandra. My name is Alejandra, but everyone just calls me Alex." Oh thank god she isn't mad. Also is it weird that her name kinda makes her hotter? Not Alex, that's just meh, but Alejandra... that just sounds sexy.

"Alejandra, It sounds beautiful, very fitting. I'm sorry I didn't ask your name sooner I guess I was just so preoccupied with you actually wanting to hangout that it got kinda lost in the shuffle." Saying her name properly with a rolled r did get a slight blush out of her so I guess I'm doing something right with this whole flirting thing.

"Well I'm not sure I agree but you certainly made it sound... enticing. And don't worry about not asking, It's not like I thought to ask yours, or offered mine. I think we both got a little distracted with each other." I got very distracted with all the different things you'll hopefully be letting me do to you soon. To cover any tells, about just what kind of thoughts were flashing through my head I took my first sip of beer and had to fight back a grimace with everything I had. This shit is fucking disgusting, Why the hell would anyone voluntarily drink this?

"Not the biggest fan huh?" I guess I wasn't as successful as I thought in hiding just how bad it tasted to me. Not wanting to look like a little kid having her first sip of beer, I turned off my taste buds and drained the bottle.

"I just wasn't expecting the taste, I'm more of a Saki kind of girl. The only beer I've drunk is a lot different, it's a Japanese brand." Oh fuck I hope with the whole international shipping issues Leviathan creates you can get imported beer here. Is Japanese beer even good? Wait Japanese people drink beer right? Fuck.

"Saki huh, I've never had it maybe for a future date you can make dinner at your place and you can introduce me to it? I gotta say though I didn't expect you to be the kinda person who shelled out the kind of money that those imported beers, cost. No offense it's just that your costume is well..."

"No I get it and really I'm not. My, uh ex bought it for me I guess she thought I'd like it, it was OK I guess, though it was kinda cool having something from Japan, ya know." Bringing up ex's should stop that line of conversation right? That's how these things work, people don't talk about ex's on first dates right? Fuck how am I going to get out of her having dinner at my place?

"Oh are you from Japan? You certainly don't have an accent, not that that's a bad thing of course." It was a relief not to be the one backpedaling and off balance for once. Especially with how cute she looks when she's nervous.

"Ah not exactly. My father was from Kyushu, we visited a few times when I was kid. He was actually there when Leviathan attacked but managed to get evacuated, Luckily I had a cold so my mom and I couldn't make the trip." She looked the appropriate sympathetic for a story about someone losing their homeland, bot not their parent.

"Wow I'm really sorry to here that sweetie, but at least he got out OK right?" I gave her a nod and a lull stretched in the conversation, neither of us really knowing how to change the subject or what to say. At least we aren't talking about where I live.

"So... a changer with family from Kyushu happens to end up in the same city as another changer from Kyushu, who is famous worldwide for fighting Leviathan one-on-one. There isn't any chance you coming to a city with Lung in it is a coincidence is it? You can't secretly turn into a dragon can you?" I may not be great at the whole social thing but I know a segue when I hear one.

"I actually can turn into a dragon, several different types. I can even get bigger and stronger too." Demonstrating I stand up and take the opportunity to transform into a 7 foot tall version of Charizard, one of the more traditionally dragon looking Pokemon. Careful not to let my flaming tail set the couch on fire I move back and let Alejandra take a look at me only to find her on the other side of the sectional and looking frightened.

"Jesus! Next time warn a girl if you're going to turn into a massive fire breathing monster OK! Sorry I didn't mean to call you a monster you actually look really cool, it was just so sudden you know." Feeling a little sheepish at scaring my date, and glad she didn't have her gun on her, the bullets may have bounced off me but they could have hit her, I modified this form to speak like a human so I didn't have to answer in variations of the name Charizard.

"Sorry Alejandra, I didn't think about it, I was just excited to show you what I could I do. This is actually the first time I transformed into this Pokemon, oh uh Pokemon is what they're called, Kinda. Uh there was this old Japanese cartoon that uh well had... It doesn't matter, my uh power seems to use them as a uh template I guess, at least for some." I probably didn't need to tell her even half of that but the talking in my surprisingly deep voice seems to have calmed her down enough to have walk over to me and start running her hands over my new form.

"Pokemon huh? I think maybe I watched that as a kid, this shape certainly looks familiar, and seriously cool. But I gotta say... your dad is from the same place as Lung, you have a shockingly similar power, are you sure you aren't like his niece or something? Granted it's a completely different shaped dragon from the footage I've seen but this can't be a coincidence. Especially you showing up here." I honestly only half paid attention to what she was saying, her cool hands felt really good running over my chest in this form.

"Well my dad didn't have any siblings, but I guess adultery is always possible. They could have like the same dad or something. I honestly have no clue. And it isn't really a coincidence. Lung is a big reason why I'm here. I'm going to take him down. Hard." That was apparently the wrong thing to say as she goes from exploring my Pokemon body with her hands to backing away and looking up at me like I'm insane.

"Lung. You plan on fighting Lung. On beating Lung. Lung who fought an Endbringer to a standstill. An Endbringer that kills hundreds if not thousands of capes per fight. That Lung? Are you- no change back I can't have a serious conversation with a 7 foot tall bright orange dragon that's apparently from a children's cartoon!" OK so that was really the wrong thing to say. Obeying the pissed off Latina woman, I quickly returned to my Tsukushi persona, though she still had to look up at me as I was still towering over her.

"That's better. Now... Are you crazy! Do you have a death wish or something, what could possibly compel you to want to fight Lung of all people?" I only have one real idea for how to get out of this, though admittedly it feels a little scummy. But the way things are going I'm pretty sure if I don't do something drastic, my chances of sex will be gone for good.

"It's what my dad would have wanted me to do. He hated Lung. Hated how he brought shame to our people by ruining around as a thug murdering people, running brothels, preying on our people. He's a monster, if my dad had these powers, if he were still here..." Ah fuck I feel like shit when I see the look of naked sympathy on her face. I push all the guilt into my swarm. I've come this far, it'd be worse to back out now after I already did the fucked up thing I did.

"I, I would say I'm sorry for your loss but that's not really going to make it better is it? I am sorry you're hurting though. And I get it, I think it's stupidly dangerous especially as an independent cape, but I get it. I know how important family is. If you don't mind me asking, how long has it been?" Alejandra led me back to the sectional and put a comforting arm around my waist... until she hit my new Charizard wings and hesitated, probably just realizing they were there. I always planned on adding wigs and I hoped they might be a good distraction.

"Just about four months now, he and my mom, our town... it was hit by the slaughterhouse nine. They, well, I uh triggered." When I came up with this backstory I wasn't planning on using it to get women and honestly I feel like a bitch for doing it but... I can't deny her wrapping her arms around my waist to hug me feels beyond good.

"I, sorry seems grossly inadequate. If you ever want to talk, I'm here though." We stayed like that for a while just enjoying feeling each others bodies until the position got awkward for her and she shifted to tuck her legs underneath her, and inadvertently hitting one of my wings. They aren't the biggest in the world, folded they go from my shoulders to my ass and my hair actually covers most of them up.

"So you got some new additions it seems." She started rubbing the outside of the closest wing, getting a feel for it before moving on to the inner membrane. I had to admit, it was oddly relaxing to be petted like this.

"Mmm I told you last night, when I change into a powerful form for the first time I sometimes get extras. That was a pretty... mmm fuck can you go just a little lower, that feels amazing." She found this spot on my wings, right where it connects to my back that has a ton of nerve endings, and fuck her hands feel too good right now.

"I can see just how good it feels sweetie, It's certainly nice to know I have that kind of affect on you." She punctuates her statement with a soft kiss on my ear confusing me, until I feel her other hand, come to rest on my dick. My very hard fully erect 10 inch dick. I so did not just pop a boner from her rubbing my wings, fuck she's going to think I'm pathetic.

"I-"

"Relax, I didn't ask you over to show off my stellar cooking... mmm this beast was tempting me all night yesterday. You were so mean to me last night showing off this big cock in those skin tight shorts. Do you have any idea how hard it was not to stare at it? Not to touch it?" I um, fuck shes rubbing It, holy fuck she's rubbing my dick through my shorts god it feels... holy fuck this is happening.

"I'm sorry I didn-"

"You better be sorry, getting me all worked up like that while I was supposed to be on the job. Mmm you're such a bad little girl aren't you? You like teasing people, showing off this sexy body of yours, you want people to look, to touch you." She started kissing my neck as her hand slipped into my shorts and oh fuck she's touching my dick, fuck her hand is so warm and soft how the fuck can this feel so much better than just jacking off.

"I do, I love you touching me, fuck it feels so good." I felt her move to take my shorts off and absentmindedly absorbed them into my body freeing my hard dick to spring out and slap her in the forearm. She quickly took a hold of it again and began jacking it off, as soon as the friction got to be a little too dry I started dribbling precum that she helpfully used to coat my cock in like lube. And holy fuck if it felt good before...

"Mmm so much, baby you're leaking like a faucet aren't you, you little slut? You like when I jack off this big monster cock don't you? It's probably the first time anyone's ever touched it, I bet the second you pulled it out all the other girls went running scared. Fuck it's so big, how can you walk around with this thing without every woman you see dropping to their knees and sucking you off?" Her words shouldn't be getting to me so much but fuck if they don't make this feel so much better. Some weird urge, overcame me and I absentmindedly reached up to play with my nipple absorbing my sport bra along the way.

"Holy fuck its like your body was made for sex wasn't it slut? Showing off those fat titties and crazy nipples. And here you are just putting it all on display. Going around fighting crime with your boobs giggling and your massive cock bulging out, you're such a slutty hero aren't you. I bet every time you go out you have to be scared some sexy villain is going to take advantage of this slutty body aren't you? Don't worry your sexy police officer will protect this big beautiful cock from all those nasty villains."

"Oh baby you're throbbing, that really turns you on huh slut. Looking at you playing with those lewd nipples pinching them... holy fuck is that milk leaking out. You're such a sexy little slut aren't you. Leaking precum and milk while your sexy police officer jacks this massive cock for you. Why don't you go all the way you hedonistic little slut, you're already playing with your nipples, why don't fuck that tight little pussy you're hiding." Almost in a trance from the pleasure, my right hand reaches down and gently starts caressing my leaking pussy, before two fingers slip inside.

"Mmm just like that slut, finger fuck your tight little pussy. I bet you- holy fuck, that's right slut cum for me blast your big fat titties with your own cum. Drench yourself slut, take that cum, fuck you're so amazing!" Bursts after burst of cum erupted from my cock as I orgasmed harder than I ever had in my previously life. Hot ropes splashed all over my body, my face, hair, everywhere and it was still going. It felt like hours that I orgasmed shooting countless ropes of hot sticky cum all over the two of us and her couch before eventually I came down from the high, exhausted but feeling more satisfied and complete than I ever have before.

"Fuck hold still sweetie, I'll be right back." I turned tiredly to watch Alejandra covered in random streaks of cum, go running off. Probably to get a towel. Or a fuck ton of towels. I definitely over did it on the semen production and storage. I just came... nearly two full cups of cum. From a hand job. God what a hand job it was, and fuck if that's what her hand feels like, just how good is her mouth or even pussy going to be?

I don't have much longer to ponder my hopefully next sexual encounter with Alejandra, because she comes running back in. Naked, and no towel in sight. I could still see streaks of my cum on her arms and stomach, one on her cheek and a few in her hair. The contrast of my white cum sitting on her dusky brown skin would have been enough to make me instantly hard, if I had ever gone soft in the first place. She looks like an Angel, a Goddess. But after what happened I'd say shes far more like a tempting succubus, ready to suck out every last bit of me through my dick. I'd probably even let her.

"Good you stayed in place. I just had to get some pictures of this, I can't believe how fucking hot you look right now baby fuck you have to see this." After pulling out a phone I hadn't noticed, and taking what must have been a dozen pictures, long enough I had to use my powers to keep the cum on me warm and fresh so it wouldn't start feeling cold and slimy, she finally turned the phone around and showed me.

"Looks like someone likes the way she looks." she was talking about the way my cock started throbbing at the sight. I couldn't help it. I looked liked a bukkaked pokegirl slut in this form and with all thick cum on me, from the waist up it was rare to see a single sliver of bare skin, my already white hair shining wet at the drenching of cum.

While I reached up and took the phone from her, to scroll through the pictures she took, I barely noticed a finger running across my chest until I heard her moan. Looking over I saw her sucking on her finger with a bit of cum on her lips. Curious over her reaction, I licked my lips coating my tongue in cum and tasted... fuck I almost forgot I made my semen taste like fresh strawberries when I was making changes to myself.

"How does your cum taste so fucking good!" As if to show me just how much she meant it, Alejandra got on her knees and started the daunting prospect of licking my body clean from the abs up. Having a gorgeous cum covered woman licking your cum off your body, and then feeding it to you has to be the single hottest thing that I didn't know I needed in my life. It was so hard to stay still and not throw her on her back and fuck her while her hot wet tongue licked all over my breast, and her body constantly brushed along my cock.

"I don't know but that was the hottest thing that's ever happened to me." She smiled at me then gave me another long kiss and climbed into my lap. I felt her raise up and rub her wet pussy lips on the tip of my cock. As she was lowering herself I stopped her and flipped us over quickly. My cock head was splitting her lips before she even realized the change of position.

"I think it's your turn to be the good little slut Alejandra." I slowly started pressing cock into her, careful not go too fast as I was well aware of my new size.

"Uhhhhh..." A Loud satisfied moan ripped out of her throat as her back arched, lifting off the bed. Her pussy was tight as a vice and hotter than a furnace. It squeezed and milked my cock as I stuffed it deeper into the moaning Latina. Eventually I bottomed out in the wet cunt and paused giving her time to catch her breath and adjust.

"Now who's the little slut Alejandra. Look at at you moaning like a whore while you take a 10 inch cock inside you." She blushed beautifully as I leaned down to kiss her. I slowly started rocking in and out of her until she was loose enough to start thrusting in. the sensation was incredible, almost to the point of my mind blanking. After a couple of minutes I felt Alejandra's pussy pulsing on my cock and she broke the kiss.

"Fu- cumming, breed m- oh fuck!" I honestly wasn't that close but the sight and sound of her cumming, after she begged me to breed her, got me close enough to orgasm that her grasping and milking pussy was able to take me over the top and I unleashed inside her. She came down from her orgasm and stopped cumming long before I did but while I was nearing my end she had another mild orgasm from the feel of so much cum blasting into her.


-6:30 PM 04/09/2011-


We fucked for hours, on and off mostly taking breaks to allow her to rest and me to subtly heal her so we could keep going. The last I wanted was for this to stop. Sex was the single greatest thing in all of existence and after being denied it for so long, nothing was going to stop me from getting my fill.

"Baby I can't anymore, you made my everything sore, It's a good sore but I just don't have any more left in me." Except that. I suppose a fucked stupid partner is enough to put a hamper in my plans for a never ending sex marathon. I could heal her up but there's no way she wouldn't know. I could always do it as Blissey but I don't know if that would kill the mood for her. Besides if I'm being honest, I do have plans for tonight anyway.

"That's fine, I'll just have to be satisfied with leaving the first girl I fucked so good she can't walk." It honestly does feel really good having my first time go so well. I'm trying not to get a big head about it, reminding myself I have a huge dick, have Biokinesis that let me feel which parts of her pussy were best to stimulate, and how. Not to mention the stamina, lack of refractory period and increased semen volume that she really seemed to love. I cheated, sue me.

"I find it hard to believe I'm the first girl you left like this give how good you are and just how big that things is. Hell even as a virgin I find it it hard to believe you didn't fu-, wait. You... this wasn't your first time right? Fucking shit it was." She must have read something on my face because I certainly had no plans of admitting it out loud. Caught and honestly not really wanting to lie to her after everything we just shared, I nodded in confirmation.

"How the fuck did you make it this long as a virgin, you're gorgeous, sweet as all hell, and you have a massive dick that you apparently aren't the least bit shy about advertising. You can't tell me I'm the first girl that wanted you as soon as they saw you right? I mean I'm not actually a slu-"

"I know you aren't. But I grew up in a small town in Ohio, less than 3,000 people and definitely not the place where I could find other lesbians my age. If they existed they were well and truly in the closet. Besides my parents, I loved them but they were very traditional. They never would have accepted me with another woman, I also didn't get the dick or confidence in my body until after I triggered, and since then, well I had other things on my mind. I'm not saying you're the first girl that's ever hit on me or invited me over, you're just the first one that made me stop and notice."

"I'm going to have to keep an eye on you if I want you all to myself. Once those sluts out there realize that inside this unbelievably sexy body is actually a really sweet and romantic woman, even all your transformations won't be able to keep them off you." She reinforced her position by mustering up the energy to pull me closer for a long slow kiss as we cuddled. Breaking away I looked down at her after fully registering what she said.

"Trying to keep me all to yourself huh, that sounds a little too much like a relationship to me." Maybe I'm not good at teasing and flirting, or maybe I'm a really good actress. Either way what was supposed to be a lighthearted joke suddenly had her widening her eyes in a panic.

"Whoa, I'm not saying that. I'm not trying to pressure you or rushing things, I just... I know this probably looks bad, I mean I invited you to my house as soon as I met you and we were fucking inside of 30 minutes but honestly I'm not that kind of girl. I just, you were so beautiful and open... I mean I'm not saying I wouldn't date you because I mean I'd have to be stupid to turn you down, but I'm definitely not trying to force anything on you or scar-"

"Alejandra calm down. It was a joke. And one I wouldn't be against in the first place. I've never had a girlfriend, never even went on a date but I do like you. Believe it or not I didn't just give my virginity to the first hot girl I saw. There were others, but you felt right. I don't know maybe it's how you looked at me, or how you took control of the situation last night and calmed everyone down. Maybe it's the way you were caring without being smothering when I told you about my dad."

"Maybe it's because you're by far the hottest woman I've ever met. Maybe it's all of that. Either way I like you. I'd really like to keep seeing you. Go on dates, do this again. Like a lot. I'd be happy to be girlfriends. I honestly don't like the idea of you sleeping with other people, and I'm not really interested in doing so myself. Yes it's probably moving really fast and way too soon, but I'm not good at sharing and you don't seem to be either. If a label gives us some exclusivity I'm all for it." Honestly I'm mostly bullshitting. But I really want to keep fucking her.

"I'd really like to keep going on dates, and yes after I can walk again, I'd really like to have you inside me again. I do want to get to know you better, and yeah I... I definitely feel a connection beyond just the sex. If you like the way girlfriends sounds I'm all for it." I have a girlfriend. Fuck that sounds weird to say or even think. But a good weird. We spend another hour cuddling and kissing, asking each other light questions and just enjoying each other company.

"I really do need to go. I should have left for patrol like 30 minutes ago as it is baby." I have all the power in the world, could probably kill an Endbringer, and for some reason getting out of this bed feels impossible. My body just wont move when I tell it too, I feel far too comfortable and relaxed. Sadly, or luckily depending on how you feel about it, Alejandra took the decision out of my hands by sighing and rolling out of my arms, taking all the warmth and comfort with her.

"Fine, go run off and save the day from bad guys while I lay here naked in bed thinking about you, wondering why I wasn't good enough to keep you here." Luckily I can recognize the fake pout and puppy dog eyes for what they are and don't panic thinking she's serious. I swear I'll master this being social thing someday. Still I lean down and give her one last kiss before getting up and materializing my clothes back on with her watching.

"Ugh, you powers our so broken, I don't even understand how you can materialize clothes in the first place. It makes no sense." Laughingly lightly at her continued pout, I decided to humor her and give her an actual explanation.

"It's pretty simple actually, some of the forms I have access too having clothing like material on them, I'm just adjusting it and partially manifesting it. It took a bit of practice but it wasn't that hard to do." she looks at me slightly envious before sighing.

"You know if I had power like that I'd be changing clothes constantly, every hour a new designer outfit of some brand I can't even pronounce and certainly cant afford. Your powers are such bullshit ba-"

"Katelyn. My name is Katelyn. I know you didn't ask because of secret identities and the unwritten rules, but my name it Katelyn. I figured my girlfriend of all people should know it. It's not like there's anyone else left alive who does." She looks initially taken aback by the trust I just showed her but after a moment struggles to her knees and waddles across the beg to hug and kiss me.

"Thank you. Katelyn. I love it. Oh and speaking of secret identities and the unwritten rules, we never got a chance to talk to you about joining either the Protectorate or New Wave. Which you most certainly will be doing if you plan on fight Lung of all people. If you're free you can come back over tonight or I can come to your place." Right. That. How the hell am I going to break the news to her that I'm 16 in a way that she'll let me keep fucking her? I guess I could jut try to join New Wave so there wouldn't be any particular distinction about my age. But I really don't want to be around Amy Dallon if I don't have to.

"I'll come back here, honestly I've only been in town a week so I'm still living out of my hotel room and apartment hunting. If you want I can pick up some Chinese food on the way over, if anywhere is still open of course." She seems to take my living arrangement in stride so that's one bullet dodged, then tells me should should have the energy to make something.

"...but before you get any funny ideas, tonight will be talking only. It's gonna be days before I can take that monster in me again." Days, did she just say days? Oh fuck no. I'm not going days without fucking her again. That completely defeats the whole purpose of having a girlfriend. Changing into a Blissey that can talk, I hop on the bed next to her.

"Hello dear citizen. Do I've your permission to heal you?" I do my best impersonation of a heroic voice, but with the high pitched and squeaky tone that would match Blissey. Alejandra looks at me like I've grown a second head before busting out laughing, only to cut herself off suddenly and give me a glare.

"Wait a minute, you could have healed me the whole time! Of course I want you to heal me! Why the hell wouldn't you te-"

"Okgottagobye!" I interrupt her and fire off two heal pulses then teleport back to my basement. I'm probably going to pay for that later but, I'm so not sitting through that if I don't have to. Besides I do have to go on patrol. There could have been someone getting seriously injured while she bitched me out. Instead of heading right out though I take a nice hot shower to wash off all the sweat and bodily fluids I'm covered in.

I could have just created microbes to eat it all, absorbed it into me since it's organic, or just shape shifted it away, but none of those feel nearly as good as a shower. Besides I needed time for my Taylor clone to wrap things up with kinda dad and then get into her new armor. They were watching some old rerun of a TV show my dead kinda mom liked. It was wholesome. And really distracting, to be talking to my kinda dad while I ate a pussy filled with my cum.

I realized as I was piloting my Taylor clone, throughout the day that I was kinda being a dick by treating him like Taylor did. While's Taylor's behavior for a 15 year old girl under the kind of duress she was is understandable, I know better. I know he loves and cares about her/me, and that he really just doesn't know how to go about interacting with her and being a father because his own father was so shitty. So I decided when I'm not busy, I can have a Taylor clone hangout with the old man and be a good daughter. Who knows maybe I'll even find him someone to fuck or something.

Regardless, after a nice shower, I was changed into my Tsukushi form just in time for Skitter to arrive in all her bad ass glory. And holy fuck is she intimidating, even in full light. Her charcoal gray silk and armor panels so deep black they look like they absorb the light, which they do. Menacing yellow eyes and various arm mounted weapons really sell the look of a high end professional criminal. Alright lets do this shit.

I have Taylor clone, teleport to downtown, while I teleport to the docks area. I don't want her getting involved with Lung, Oni Lee, or the Undersiders before tomorrow night, and the Merchants should be 'beneath' her. At least according the backstory I'm weaving. That leaves spying on, and potentially fucking with the resident Nazis who control downtown. Meanwhile I'm going to be patrolling from the skies with my sweet new Charizard wings and Pidgey drone, hopefully I'll spot someone that will invite me to join the local heroes.

Working my way downtown, and gathering my bugs into discrete swarms, I have my clone body, unleash it's dozen dragonfly drones, and stick to the shadows while they record and search. Then of course I remember I spent my afternoon pussy deep in Alejandra, instead of going over my plan for tonight, and war gaming out any possible issues. Because of this I completely missed the fact that I have no way to see what the camera's are seeing in real time, because unlike Pidgey's keen eyes that I looked through last night, dragonfly eyes are nowhere near as good.

Luckily it's easily solved and I use my knowledge of smartphones and laptops to create a folding tablet that's receiving live feed from each camera and can easily be folded and stored on my hip. After a few minutes of looking at the 12 feeds I notice one that has Rune floating on a large piece of debris, with Victor and Othala riding along. Granted it doesn't immediately help me, as fighting them doesn't really make sense for Skitter to do. But I decided to follow them.

Back with my main body, I keep my patrol up over the docks, when I get the sudden burst of inspiration that, the wards probably don't patrol the docks. Wait, are they even pulling night patrol before things go to shit when Bakuda starts her bombings? I honestly don't remember if it was ever covered in the story. Maybe I can move locations, like to the boardwalk. There might be an adult hero there.

My clone body is traveling through the back alleys and trying to stay to the shadows as it's drone tracks the Empire Eighty Eighty capes, seeing where they go. After another ten minutes Rune eventually sets her debris platform down behind a warehouse with dozens of E88 guards outside. Now this certainly looks like an relatively important area. My drone follows them, using it's camouflage to remain stealthy at such close range, and I settle in to watch.

At the boardwalk, a place least likely to be hit by crime due to the large presence of visible guards, is ironically where I find actual heroes patrolling. Instead of you know, the areas of town where it's actually likely to occur. Victoria Dallon, AKA Glory Girl, hovering around a silvered armored figured, Dean Stansfield, AKA Gallant, and a 13 year old Missy Biron, AKA, Vista.

Glory Girl looks animated, Gallant is covered in full armor so is impossible to read, and Vista looks annoyed. Probably at having Glory Girl there, since vista has a crush on Gallant, who is dating the aforementioned Glory Girl. Who honestly shouldn't be patrolling with them given she isn't a Ward. I'm considering if interacting with them is worth it when the decision is taking out of my hands by way of Glory Girl spotting me and racing over. Great.

"Hey you! Stop whatever it is you're doing! Uh... what is it you're doing, and why are you here?" Unsure exactly how to take that, I don't stop what I'm doing, namely hovering here in the air and instead look at her like she's stupid.

"Uh how about no. If I stop flying, I'll kinda fall, like six stories. Granted I'd survive, but I'm pretty sure the pavement wouldn't." That didn't seem to make her happy as she gets visibly angry and fly's right into my face.

"Listen I don't know what you think you're doing out here or what crime you're about to commit but if you think I'm going to let you-"

"It's because I'm Asian isn't it? You see one Asian cape taking an innocent stroll around town and the first thought that pops into your head is they must be up to no good." Obviously she thinks I'm up to no good because I'm a large intimidating, adult looking monstrous cape, spying on a group of underage capes at night. I'd be suspicious of me too. But there's a camera recording, and we all have parts to play.

"What! Hey no, I'm not racist! I didn't even know-"

"What's going on here?"Gallant and Vista, arrive on the roof top roughly 15 feet to out left courtesy of Vista's spacial warping powers. Gallant and Vista take a look at the back tracking Glory Girl, and my mock angry form. Gallant cocks his head to the side while looking at me and Vista gets in a defensive stance ready top use her powers.

"What's going on my dear Wards is that this flying hooligan accosted me while I was on my nightly stroll and all for the horrendous crime of flying while Asian." I see the moment that Vista, who I directed the answer to, gets a realization in her eyes that this maybe a way to ditch Glory Girl, while Gallants Armored helm moved back and forth between us.

"What that's a complete lie, I had no idea what this thing wa-"

"Oh so now all Asians are things are, we? Not even worthy of being considered humans? I have to say if this is how New Waves treats the Asians of the city it's no wonder they've formed a gang, even if it is led by a thug like Lung." I turn away from Glory Girl completely and fully face a very amused looking Vista who's lowered her hands and relaxed.

"You know I came to this city with hopes of Joining New Wave, I was inspired by their movement, but if this is how they treat minorities in this city I don't think they're company I'd want to keep. I always did find it weird, that they were all white, you know, in a city with so many Nazis, I wouldn't be surprised if their secretly just a front for the Empire. In fact-"

"I Am Not Racist! I'm Not Working For The Empire You Stupid Idiot! Now Stop Twisting My Words, And Stay Still So I Can Kill You!" Well that escalated. I can see through Pidgey's eyes as Glory Girl fly's at me with a fist cocked back. Vista looks like she suddenly realizes this wasn't so much fun any more, especially if Glory Girl actually lands a full powered blow on someones back. She raises her hands to do something but is distracted by Gallant shouting out.

"Vicky stop! You're just letting him get in your head!" Amusing, but I doubt it'll have much impact. If he could get through to her that well when she's angry, there's no way they'd breakup so much. He probably has a small dick.

"Oh so now I'm the bad guy? Not Hitler's little girl scout over there harassing innoce-"

"Arrgghh!" With Vicky closing rapidly and Vista clearly about to stop her, I end the clueless charade, and rapidly turn around, then use Quick Attack. Quick Attack always hits first bitch. A lesson Victoria Dallon learned the hard way as I was suddenly in her person space and landing a devastating straight right in her face, breaking through her shield and sending her rocketing to the pavement. Physics is a bitch.

"Vicky!" I see Vista use her powers to curve Vicky's fall back to the sky so she has long enough to regain control of her flight and her shield regenerates.

"That's It! If you think you can get away with hitting m-"

"You attacked me you crazy Nazi! All because you hate Asians, Hon-"

"I am not a Nazi you stupid fuck!" The fight was back on in earnest, with Vicky charging at me again with murder in her eyes.

"Vicky sto-" I cut Gallant off by substituting with him, right before Vicky delivered an armor denting hit to his chest. Luckily vista used her power to catch him, and his armor didn't look to be in too bad of shape. This did seem to finally snap Vicky out of her stupor as she stared at Gallants body in shock as it laid on the warehouse roof. Not one to rest when I have an advantage, I quickly pull out my phone and dial 911.

"911, What's your emergency?" A somewhat familiar voice answered the emergency line making me wonder if I somehow got the same operator as before.

"Yes hello. I'm an independent hero, name Tsukushi. I'm currently being attacked by a Nazi cape that's targeting me for being Asian. I'm-"

"Don't tell them that! I'm-" Vicky for some reason took offense to my characterization of her. Everyone's a critic.

"That was the Nazi Cape, she apparently doesn't want me to tell you she is a Nazi and is currently pursuing me through the air. Two members of the wards were here but they seemed unwilling to fight her, until she punched one ward out of the sky."

"...Tsukushi, are you-"

"Hey don't tell them we wouldn't help you, do you have any idea how muc-" Now Vista has a problem with me. Teenagers.

"That was the other Ward, she appears to also not want me to make a police report and seek help. I fear the wards may be working with the Nazis, please send all the help you can I fear for my life If-" The little bitch took my phone. I watched as Vista plucked my phone from the cylinder of warped space that brought it to her, all while I had to use Agility to continuously dodge an enraged Glory Girl.

"This is Vista, I can assure you that I'm not working with Nazi- what no, I didn't know he was a- What, no! I didn't let him get attacked because he was Asian, I had no idea the Nazi would-"

"I. Am. Not. A. Nazi!" Victoria paused in her attempt to land a blow on my darting form to turn and yell at Vista, who had the decency to look sheepish, honestly the nerve of that girl, accusing an upstanding young hero of being a Nazi. It's shameful.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean tha- no I'm not apologizing to the Nazi I-"

"Arrgghh!" Sadly yelling loudly didn't make me any easier hit, she really should try a status effect move lik-

"BOOM!" Everything stopped as a massive explosion rocked the city and a fireball lit up the night sky. Not hesitating I raced off toward a warehouse on the edge of Empire territory where the explosion emanated from. Honestly things did not go to plan, but I guess that's what happens when you have to improvise and pull your own ass out of the fire. I just hope my clone can survive Hookwolf long enough for me to get there, who the fuck knew Stormtiger and Cricket would be able to detect it? At least I'll get video of the fight.

Alejandra POV

I can't believe this is really happening. When I first got in contact with them, was first quoted a price, I never though this was possible. But now...

"I trust you have the information?" I didn't like the woman standing in my apartment holding a metal briefcase. She had annoying smirk on her face, it reminded me of my ex's. Almost as if she was reading my mind her smirk widened and she tipped her hat at me. Who the fuck even wears fedoras still?

"It went exactly like you said, I had my partner pullover on the 500 block of 11th street, we went to a convince store and a call came in. I met a very interesting person, like you said." This is the part I could do without. The part that makes this stop being the best day of my life and just leaves me feeling used and dirty.

"Of course it did, I said it would, and I can very well see just how you spent your time, with this interesting person. What I want to know now is whether or not you have the information you stated you did in your message." I looked over at the table, to the folder marked Katelyn/Tsukushi. I do this one thing and my dreams come true. Hell even if I don't give it to her she'll probably just kill me and take it. Fuck why did she have to be so sweet, to be a virgin of all things, to make me feel...

"It's here, everything I gathered on the new cape Tsukushi. If, if I hand you this, I get a vial right? Then we're done?" It would be worth it, as horrible as it feels. Besides when they contacted me they said they just wanted information on a person to make sure they didn't intend to do harm, to be a villain. Katelyn is a sweet girl, there's nothing even remotely villainous about her. Maybe they'll see she's a good person, maybe I'll even be able to-

"No, you hand me this folder and I hand you the Vial you requested, as you've proven that you're now in a position to be able to pay back the three favors you'll owe. The first of which will be to continue gathering information on this Tsukushi." Well fuck. I... can I really keep spying on her like this? Doing it once was one thing. I didn't know her then, and at this point the damage is done. Not handing over the folder will only get me killed, but can I live a life spying on the person I'm sleeping with? How long will it last? Will we be living together? Marr-

"It's time to make a decision Alex, do you want to grab your dreams, embrace them and be the hero you and your father always dreamed of you being or-"

"BOOM!" The building shook, glass shattering, and the whole city rocked from would could only be an earthquake or a massive explosion. I tried to steady myself but fell to my knees cutting my palm open on glass from a broken cup nearby. After the shaking stopped I looked up and saw the woman still stood there seeming unfazed, only now with the metal briefcase open showing me a vial contained within.

"-are you going to keep sitting on the sidelines watching as you become more and more irrelevant. As the people you love keep getting killed left and right while sit there helplessly, powerless to do anything. To save anyone?"


AN: Yes there is a reason why things derailed the way they did. They'll be revealed in the next chapter when we get to the clone's adventures. As for Glory Girl, she hates the Empire, punches before she thinks, and has a hair trigger temper. Yes the scene does mean that Dean can't sense the MC's emotions, and yes that did fuck him up. Also if you're curious, because he was shunting all his emotions into the swarm, everything he said to the heroes and the operator came across as a dry, sarcastic deadpan, without him realizing.

Now about Alejandra. First the slip of the MC saying she had ex before the sex and then saying she didn't was intentional on my part, and yes Alejandra noted it. If you you read that conversation after having read her POV you'll see she was pumping her for information.

No Contessa's powers don't work on the MC directly, however she can use her powers to work around her and even use other people to gather information for her.