Omega Kid

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my own characters. I also do not own the rights to the special guest star in this chapter, who is it? Read on and find out! Although the title might be a clue.

Chapter 33: American Woman in London

Okay, I know what you're thinking. I'm a superhero, right? And not only that, I have no real powers, right? And in the past year more or less I've dealt with crazed thugs, psychopathic fans, gang leaders, messed up superheroes, tricked superheroes, serial killers, un-dead magicians, killer cooks, and almost turning my life into a living wreck. I've been scared countless times before, but all of that has nothing on what is about to go down tonight. What pray tell, am I talking about, that's so scary and nerve-wracking?

''Jenna, where's my deodorant?''

A date with Rachael!

''Right where you left it!'' She called back.

''Where's right where I left it?''

This is our forth date since we started going out, and I still act just as panicked as ever. When I eventually meet up with her I know I'm fine, but the preparation always gets to me before I even leave the door. It's nothing fancy tonight; just me and her heading out to Clacton pier, apparently she and I went there at different stages of our lives when we were little, it's the first time we'll be there together so I need to make sure everything's special for her, argh, I'm so paranoid! It's a miracle she actually goes out with me.

''Right here lover boy!'' Jenna said as she handed me my deodorant. All day she's had this smile across her face, like she loved every second of this. Well, I guess she is, since she's wanted me to ask her out since I remember blurting out I had a crush on her years ago. And she was practically doing back flips when I told her we were a couple; you'd think she wanted to go out with her. But it's probably because she was just so happy for me; she's never had a serious relationship before so it's natural that's she happy for me.

''Spray yourself anymore, you'll have to be covered in a can'' She joked.

''Ha, ha, very funny, so funny I forgot to laugh'' I smirked back.

''You're early again''.

''I was going to head to Alex and Steph's first, get their opinion''.

''You're going to ask for Alex and Stephen's opinion before a date?'' She asked in disbelief.

''Yeah, believe it or not they can be pretty helpful sometimes''.

''Helpful with what?''

''A few things'' I stressed out. I'm not just talking about superhero stuff; there are times when they've pulled me out of jams before…whenever they weren't arguing with each other ''Oh by the way, I know this kid, well I know this kid who knows this other kid that owns a comic website, and I could ask him to…''

''No!'' She answered before I could finish.

''Come on Jenna, Golden Girl will be a hit!'' I've been trying to persuade her to get that comic of hers out into the open for weeks now, but still she refuses.

''That comic was just for fun…''

''Fanfiction is for fun; I know your comic will be great, why don't you want people to read it? What's the point in writing it?''

''Just something to help with my dyslexia, practice''.

''But it is good. I'll show some of my friends, and they will like it, trust me''.

Three guesses on what her answer was…okay, they are only three guess, she said no. I just don't understand why she's so reluctant; if I or the others could write even half as good as she does, we'd be getting every comic fan under the grace of Lee and Kirby to read it. I know I can convince her, I know I said that for the superhero costume design idea, but I know this one will work for her.

That's something I need to think about later though, right now, I've got a date to go to, and two friends I need advice from. At least with those two, it's certain they'll give me an honest opinion and not try to cheer me up and praise me even though I'm not ready at all. I'm not dressed too formally or anything, but just nice looking shirt and jeans with freshly cleaned shoes. They'll have a joke first but then give me their verdict.

KNOCK! KNOCK! I take a few seconds to make sure I look spick and span before the doors opens…although I got a bit of a shock seeing who's at the door.

''Hey Crystal''.

''What's up?'' She asks bitterly, I'm use to that by now.

''Just came to quickly see the guys, they here?''

''They're busy!''

''YEAH, MAKING US CLEAN HER ROOM!'' Alex shouted out from a top of the stairs. Should have known the one time I need their advice, they're slaves to their controlling cousin.

''YOU'RE LUCKY I DIDN'T CUT OFF YOUR HANDS, THEN MAKE YOU CLEAN ALL THE ROOMS!'' Crystal shouted back at them, and the noise coming from upstairs quietened down, the two bros got the message to just carry on with what they were doing. I haven't seen Crystal since the prom incident; from the looks of it she was back to her old self, dressing inappropriately, bitchy posture, and a scream that could fit right in Dragon ball Z.

''So what's with the cleaned up look, you taking another girl to a killer prom?'' She half joked at me.

''No, I've got a date''.

Her eyebrows shot up instantly ''Seriously? No set up, you reeled this one in yourself?''

''I guess you could put it that way''.

She huffed and looked like she wanted to make a bit more fun out of me, but stopped herself from doing so, maybe bringing up to many bad memories of her ex ''I should go then'' I stuttered.

''Might as well. I've got three rooms, those two have only cleaned up the first, so they won't be down for a while''.

Sometimes I feel for those two ''So what did they do to force this punishment?''

''You don't want to know''.

''Really?''

''Let's just say it involves my laptop, Alex on a porn site and then me walking in just as he was…''

''You're right I didn't want to know!'' I cut her off before my mind was staked and burned to a crisp.

She chuckled a bit as if I was joking, but at least I put a smile on her face ''So, what did you need with them anyway?'' She asked.

''Just wanted to know how I looked''.

''LET US COME WITH YOU AND WE'LL TELL YOU!'' Alex screamed, causing a threatening look on Crystal's face to appear, those two will be lucky to be alive when I get back.

''You look nice'' Did those words just escape Crystal's mouth? I'm sorry, but I had to look at her with much confusion, and it was only with this look on my face that Crystal seemed to realise what she said ''I'm only saying that because you said I looked nice at my prom, so…there!'' She shouted before slamming the door in my face. I was rooted to the spot unsure of how to respond to Crystal actually praising me…on my looks! It's not that I'm ugly; I've actually been told I'm cute, but getting Crystal to speak kind words to you is like counting to infinity.

''She has three rooms?''

It only took me an hour and a half to reach Clacton by the sea, true be told; I needed longer to calm my nerves. Why am I always so nervous about going on dates? Cause I don't have much experience with them? Or simply because I'm going out with Rachael, my first real crush? That would seem more likely. I still feel like the shy little boy trying to talk to the kind hot girl, really that's what it still is. And she's really accepted me for who I am…I'm talking about my spandex wearing me; even with all the danger I potentially bring, she stands by me and supports me, she's just perfect.

And the nerves aren't helped when I've got other things on my mind. There's still the small matter of my new arch-villain the Judge on the loose, and this can't help but make me feel worried about a repeat of my birthday. I can't be worried about that now though, and I can't keep fearing that my superhero life will lap-over my own, I've been down that road before and I don't want to take it again.

I was so caught up in my thoughts and such, that I didn't even notice the person in front of me...until I bumped into them, causing both their comics to go flying everywhere and sending both of us to the ground.

''Shit!'' A female voice replied, quickly gathering the comics she had spilled ''Sorry!''

''No sorry, it was my bad. Here, let me help'' I said, kneeling down and handing her comics back to her.

As soon as I looked up, I was greeted by a woman around 18, with silky brown hair, and doe blue eyes, wearing a loose 'Back to the Future Logo' T-Shirt, and jeans.

''Are you all right?'' She asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

''Uh, yeah sorry, I do that sometimes. I'm Thomas, by the way, Thomas Lanks!'' I held out my hand, I accidently knocked her over I've got to be polite.

''Abby'' The girl said, shaking my hand ''Abby Adriene''.

''You know I haven't been here in ages, so I was more worried about bumping into the venues rather than the people.

She chuckled slightly ''Well I'm actually not from around here, I'm from New York''.

What? Another American? Guess the royal wedding's attracting people all around; but I just have this gut feeling inside that I'm going to have a severe case of déjà vu, one that would involve another superhero and I duking it out ''Hey'' I said, letting the question slip ''I've got to ask...''

''Before you ask'' Abby said ''No, I'm not a crack-head''.

''What?'' I asked confused ''Oh no! I wasn't going to…I was going to ask…never mind, forget it'' Come on, what are the chances of me meeting two Americans and having them BOTH turn out to be superheroes.

''No, go on.'' She said.

Ah man, I'd seem pretty stupid asking her if she was a superhero, so I just try to make out the next best question ''Do you know any superheroes in New York?'' So I blurt out the next dumbest question, nice going.

''A few'' She shrugged ''I like Kick-Ass and Hit-Girl the best''.

Hit-Girl? Finally, I'm going to get somewhere with this mysterious hero ''So who's this Hit-Girl?''

''She's a classic superhero tale. She's a ten-year-old-girl, trained to be an assassin...'' Ten years old? The hero that I've been trying to learn about is ten years old? Well, then I guess Abby isn't Hit-Girl ''She even trained someone who I look up to'' She continued.

''Really? Who?''

''Have you ever heard of American Woman?'' Abby asked me.

Yeah, come to think of it, I have heard of her on the net recently. How some female Captain America-like girl took out a bunch of thugs and saved a pregnant woman. Steph in particular was a big fan, he was even inspired enough to suggest we should redesign our costumes so we're sporting union jack flags…that earned him a slap off Alex.

''I'm sorry'' Abby interrupted ''Do you still want to talk?''

I offered her a drink on me at a bar that was nearby; I was still early for the date so we began chatting. Apparently, Abby was here on a School Trip. Her parents worked as accountants, and thanks to a recent bank save by American Woman, they could now afford to send Abby here on a trip overseas. Abby admitted to me that it was much more different than New York, but she liked it so far.

After that, Abby checked her cell phone, and frowned ''Shit, gotta go''.

''What's up?'' I asked.

''I gotta get back to my hotel and settle down'' She explained ''Gotta make sure that everything's A-Okay with my room'' She got up, and took her bags, giving me a little wave ''Take care'' She said.

''You too!'' I called out.

(Abby POV)

I hated lying to that Thomas kid, but at least it was half-true.

I was on here for school vacation, but the other half was more important in my purview.

I was here because of her.

American Woman.

My alter ego.

Ever since I read comics, I always imagined going to another country and teaming-up with another fellow hero. Now was my chance to do so. This was going to be like Captain America and Captain Britain team-ups. All I had to do now was find another hero.

But when I got back into my room, I found something I did NOT expect. Turned away from me was a woman, around my age with messy blonde hair who looked like she had been through WWII, Vietnam, and Iraq in one day. She wore a camouflage army suit and was loaded with stockpiles of weapons that made me realize that I was in deep shit now.

''There you are'' The woman said, before spinning around and kicking me in the face.

I was knocked off-balance only for a second, but thanks to the metal plates Kick-Ass and Hit Girl had put in my head, I was able to recover quickly. I smacked the girl to the right of her head, but she also quickly recovered and kneed me in the gut.

I winced in pain a bit, feeling some air getting knocked out of me, but the woman literally just jumped onto my hotel bedroom window, with the agility of an Olympic Competitor.

''Where the fuck are you going?'' I demanded, ''Get back here and finish what you started!''

''All in good time, American Woman,'' the girl laughed, making my blood go cold all at once.

Shit! How the fuck did she find out who I was?

''How do you know me?'' I demanded.

''That, you will have to find out.'' The woman said, throwing a photo in my face, ''You want to find out who I am? Come to this Amusement Park and bring your costume with you. I think you know what I'm talking about. If you fail to show up, maybe I'll have your parents shipped off into the war zone of Iraq. Or maybe I could put one of your friends in Libya, what was that guy's name, Dave? Toddie?''

''Leave them out of this!'' I demanded.

''If you want them to stay alive, come to that park and meet me in the fun house,'' The woman said, ''Be there at 8:00 PM. I'll be waiting.''

With that, she jumped out the window as I heard her call out one last threat.

''We'll meet again, American Woman.''

Great. Just peachy.

I guess I know how Spider-Man felt in his FIRST movie when the Green Goblin was threatening to kill Mary Jane and all those kids.

I looked at the theme park, and saw the name of it.

Whipping out my cell phone, I quickly googled the address, and wrote it down. Then I got my suitcase out, and pulled out my uniform. I quickly slipped my clothes off, and changed into my alter ego. If that bitch thought that I was going to let her torture my family and friends, she was sadly mistaking.

(3rd Person View)

As Abby prepared for her fight, her attacker dashed through the crowds in the street, causing quite a stir among the people due to the weapons she was carrying out in the open. But that wouldn't last long, as she turned into a nearby alley, and was soon out of sight from the closest person. A smile formed on her lips, knowing that Abby would surely try to fight her; it was every superhero's weakness…predictability.

She climbed up a ladder, and once on the roof she slowed down, but kept moving as she took out a cell phone and dialled a number. The receiver on the other end picked up ''Phase one complete…'' The attack said with glee ''Are you ready for phase two?''

''One, two, three, four, five…the heroes aren't going to make it alive, ha, ha, ha'' The voice on the other end laughed manically. It was another female judging from her voice, but this woman had a crazed tone about her…almost like Drusilla meets Mark Hamill's Joker.

''Will you focus, are you ready?''

''Hey, can I keep American Woman's costume after we've killed her? Looking at the stars in the sky gets boring after a while'' The other voice chuckled lightly.

''I don't care, you can have her dead body if you want to…''

''Heh, heh, okay, I haven't been with a woman in a while anyway''.

The attacker groaned in disgust at the necrophilia comment ''Hunter, I don't care…I just want American Woman's head, so I can stick it on my wall''.

(Back to Thomas's POV)

Jeez, my hair never seems to stay down, probably due to me wearing a mask over my head most of the time, it has always been messing before that. I can't believe I'm still worried about my hair, its fine; I look like a nutter looking into a glass mirror to check my appearance with other people walking by me.

Catching me by surprise were two hands that reached from behind me and covered my eyes ''Guess who Wonder Boy'' I hear a familiar beautiful voice, man, with that surprise it was lucky my defensive mode didn't kick in and I ended up hurting her, it's already happened before…don't worry, I did it to Alex.

''Even when you know my true superhero name you still call me that, I sound like a 6th Robin'' I replied sarcastically.

''Wait? There's a 4th and 5th?'' She asked, and with her distracted I grabbed her hands and spun around so we were face to face. She was a little surprised, but my reflexes did make it possible for this to happen. We kissed softly for a few seconds, she looked amazing, and I thought it was nice she didn't wear much make-up when we go out; she was natural beauty inside and out.

She looked around at the pier, taking in the sights ''Wow, it's been years since I've been here!''

''Same, hard to believe we actually both went here when we were younger and never bumped into each other''.

''Yeah, I would have noticed the cute boy'' She flirted at me.

''They've changed the place around a bit though…yes! They still have Thunder Doom!'' I yelled like an excited kid.

''It's called Thunder Dome'' She teased.

''Hey I was four when I got the name mixed up, besides I think it's a better name…shall we'' I gestured for her to take the lead which she accepted; my first time back at my favourite pier in years with my girlfriend, I might as well go on my favourite ride first.

The rest of the afternoon seemed to fly by, I almost lost track of time. It was almost coming up to 8; we'd already been here for nearly three hours when I could easily have mistaken it for just over one. We went on all different rides; some old, some new. Rachael did have a little fun toying with me as I was frightened by the roller coasters even though I'm a superhero…superheroes can have their fears too you know!

Whenever we weren't on a ride, we would either be in the arcade trying to outdo each other on Mario Racing (Rachael isn't an avid gamer, but she is so competitive when it comes to Super Mario). Or I would try on one of the toss and win a prize stands when she would find something she would like, but I'm no Robin Hood, missing all of my shots. Although I did much better on the hammer strength, managing to win a little stuff teddy with a love heart on it.

However, she started to feel a little weak and agitated with her condition. So we just grabbed a bit of cotton candy, and took a seat on a bench nearby. So far so good, I mean as in no trouble or anything. And with Alex and Steph doing Pre-ball Cinderella work for Crystal, I didn't have anything to keep me from this moment.

''How are you doing?'' I always ask her how she is whenever she starts playing up with her Parkinson's, sometimes I think I bug her and I should just keep my mouth shut.

''I'm okay, I've had a great night so far!''

''So far? We're not across the street from home, we'll have to be heading back soon!''

''Not until after the funhouse, apparently they've changed it around a bit. Besides, I need to give my mother a bit of space''.

''Why? You two okay?''

''It's not about us…these past few days…my mum and dad have just started talking again!'' She told me excitedly.

''Really? Like going out to café talks or on the phone talks?''

''Both…I don't want to…as much as I'd hate to be disappointed afterwards if things…'' She was too afraid to think about the possibility of it being all for nothing. Her parents have been divorced since she was three; I don't think she can even remember her having both of them by her sides. And because of the timing, she's got it in her head that it's her fault they split up.

I could think of an infinite number of reasons before that option. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and just let her lean on me, it was one of the few times she could actually keep herself still when just leaning on me, it felt good just helping her out like this. As much as I wanted to tell her it would be alright and they would end up back together, I didn't want to lie to her, I know for a fact how mysterious parents are.

Yes, even with the Ripper incident past me, I was still at the starting point of trying to find out about my parents and what they really were like. Every time I would call someone from both sides of my family and ask, they would just give my vague answers like 'typical teenagers' or 'no different to anyone else'…that could mean a lot of things. I just want one clear answer, so whenever I think about them I don't remember Albert the un-dead magician.

''You okay?'' Rachael asked me.

''Huh? Oh yeah, my normal space out moment''.

''Must be all the hits you've taken to the head'' She laughs while ruffling my hair ''Speaking of which, how has the Robin Hood thing gone?''

''Well let's say I 70% trust him. Viper seems to have taken a liken to him, but Alex is…cautious about him as with every other superhero I mention wanting to team up with or include in the group''.

''Should I be jealous?'' She joked. Eww, that's wrong, Alex and I are like brothers!

''Still…'' I continued ''With this Judge still out there, we'll need all the help we can get''.

''I know, people are actually dressing up like super villains in American and starting up all kinds of clubs of Facebook. It's sick, at least there isn't as much of that here''.

''Maybe; I mean we've had the Judge, the Hungary Cook, Omega Man…it's getting out of hand. I'm afraid there's going to be more. It's bad enough I've got Hellrider on my tail all the time, at least I've got Hood to back me up on that!''

''Even if Hood wasn't there, you could take Hellrider. He's stupid brute, you're brains and brawn!''

''Yeah, but I can't deny he's good fighter. Probably better than me,'' I don't know whether that's true, and I don't want to know if it's true, I prefer it when he's on my side. ''He's a real bad-ass I hate to admit.''

I could feel Rachael's fingers lightly trail along my cheek, and then slowly down to my chin. Tilting my head to the side a little, I was forced to look into her eyes...not that it was a bad thing to look into her eyes. She gave me one of those reassuring smiles, a smile that always made me feel better, like she was helping lift all the guilt and pressure from my shoulders. ''So what? You don't have to be a bad-ass to be a superhero...you just have to be brave!'' Every word she speaks it makes my heart flutter, like she has all the reassurance I need. Before long, a slight smirk crept up on her face. ''I could take him if I were a superhero!''

We both shared a little giggle at the thought of that; I actually didn't hate the idea. It scared me yeah. But she's said that she can't because of her Parkinson's…not to mention romantic superhero couples never work out in the comics, so imagine them in real life. Her talking about this tough got me curious. ''What superhero name would you have?''

''Would I have?'' She asked with a guilty look on her face, and then gave the question some thought ''I'm not into names, I've got my costume down though''.

''Really, what?''

''Guess?'' She teased.

''Alright then…umm…blue?''

''No''.

''Pink?''

''No''.

''Green?''

''No''.

''Yellow?''

''Yuck, no!'' She laughed.

''Green?''

''You already said green!''

''No that's Robin Hood's costume''.

''Why are you talking about Hood's costume?''

''Cause he's over there!'' I pointed towards a block of flats, just outside of the main gate of the pier. And there he was; the green hooded hero, jumping from roof to roof, moving around the pier. Just my luck, why does trouble have to follow me when I don't want it to?

''You think something's up?'' Rachael asked.

''Might not be important. But I'll have a quick check, you…''

''Don't wait here me…'' She interrupted ''I'll check with you!''

''I don't…''

''If it's anything big, I'll back off and let you do your thing. But I might as well visit the front lines with you at least once!'' She's already done that with saving me from Ripper, and that's the last I want her involved in something like that. But when she has her mind fixed on something she wants, even I can't convince her otherwise, especially if she thinks I'm in trouble. She takes out a few more of her tablets before turning to me ''Let's go!''

(Abby POV)

I walked into the old funhouse, fully clothed in my costume. I thought about what I had done to deserve this? Be a hero? Do some good in the world? I entered the giant clown mouth, and found myself in a dark room. Suddenly, the clown mouth closed behind me.

''All right, you!'' I called ''Come on out! Show yourself!''

Just then, the lights turned on, and I found myself in a house of mirrors. I walked up to one that showed me with a bit more of a pudgy form.

''Ugh'' I said out loud ''Glad I'm not like that in real life''.

''You might as well be'' The woman's voice said, as suddenly, a green mist started seeping through the mirrors and I began to feel dizzy.

''Sleeping...gas...'' I said, before I was knocked out cold.

I awoke slowly, and found myself in chains.

''Aw, crap'' I cursed.

''Oh, goody!'' A voice called ''She's awake!''

I turned and saw some woman, not the one that attacked me in my hotel room. She was older, mid 30's at best. Short jet fire hair, a black eye mask, and a red leather jacket and stockings covering her, with markings on it like Princess Leia's infamous golden bikini only it was coloured black. She holding a Taser at me.

''Nighty-time, girly-girl!'' She said before tasing me, knocking me out again.

When I woke up, THIS time, the woman in my hotel room was there, staring me right in the face.

''Forgive my Partner'' She said, menacingly ''But she's, as we say, a bit out of whack''.

''Why the fuck did you want ME for?'' I demanded.

''Because you need to know'' The woman said ''That just because you have the American flag on your chest, it doesn't give you the right to kill ANYBODY''.

I froze. I had forgotten that during my second patrol, True Hero had slaughtered all those goons, and he had given me credit for doing it.

''It's not your fault'' The woman said, putting clothes pins on my eyes, to keep them open ''You're too naive. Let me show you what America's REALLY done before doing something like Bin Laden''.

With that, a screen came down, and images of America's second worst president began playing before me.

''Today's lesson…'' The woman announced ''Richard Milhous Nixon. The most EVIL man who ever lived''.

(Back to Thomas's POV)

Looks like Hood was as fast on his feet as he was a good a shot with his bow and arrow; Rachael and I have checked all the buildings near where we last saw him but he was probably long gone by now…although for once I'm not really complaining.

''Guess we should head back'' I said a little too forcefully ''I made that sound a lot worse than I meant?''

''Didn't know you were so anxious to get me away from the action'' She shot back sarcastically.

''I just want us to get back to our normal date before something happens''.

''Too late!'' A voice called out from behind us.

''Oh crap, not now!'' I moaned. You know how a date can really be screwed up? When someone you know that wants you dead shows up…yep, good old Hellrider approaching the two of us. I don't even have my costume with me, so if we fight now it'll cause unwanted attention to me, and seeing Rachael with me would only make things worse.

''Well hello sweet cheeks…'' He attempted to flirt with Rachael ''Still hanging out with this pussy?''

''You kiss your mother with that mouth?'' Rachael said back to him, not something you would want to do to someone with a body smashing craving and waving the huge metal bow staff in a blood thirsty manner.

Hellrider just looked at me again, and spoke ''You know, I chasing down that Hood guy, hoping to get some pay back for bossing me around. But now, I can take out my anger on you…'' He was cut off in midsentence as an arrow flies over mine and Rachael's head, and hits right at his staff knocking it away.

''I'm not even a celebrity yet, and already I've got my first stalker!'' Hood said as he walked next to us, another arrow already waiting in his bow in case Hellrider tried anything ''So, can't handle the real superheroes so you pick on a nice couple here!''

''What do you take me for, a thug? The kid is your master without the spandex''.

Hood looked at him suspiciously, and then turned to me. I was hoping that he wouldn't be able to tell, but the way his face scrunched up, I knew that he had worked it out ''You told your secret identity to the guy trying to kill you?'' He asked me like I was a mental person.

''I didn't tell him…he…found out'' I tried to make that sound not as embarrassing as it was.

''He's not very good with the secret identity thing, even his girlfriend find out by saving his ass…'' Hellrider mocked; finally he was just starting to get some payback for me taking the mick out of him before. He turned back to Hood and gave him a threatening look ''And will you quit with that!'' He shouted as he tried to find his bow staff with the arrow still embedded in it.

''I like showing off in front of people that hate me!'' Hood called out to him. If he keeps this up, he'll soon be Hellrider's most wanted instead of me.

Rachael stepped forward ''So you must be the Robin Hood I keep hearing about, I'm Rachael!'' She held out her hand which Hood shook.

''I prefer Hood, doesn't make me sound as old fashioned. So Rachael, I must say, Omega Kid is very lucky to have someone like you with the beauty outside and the spunk inside to talk back to hot head over there''.

''I heard that!'' Hellrider shouted out while trying to fix the dent in his bow staff.

Rachael smiled and turned to me ''Well he's more polite than Alex''.

''Who's Alex?'' Hood asked.

I answer before I can even think ''He's Ultra Kid…I mean he's not…I mean…''

''Wow, you're not good with the secret identity thing''.

''I'm working on it…'' The others are not going to like this when they find out. There's still the issue of trusting him, and already he has a face to imagine under my mask. I've gotta change the subject before I spill the beans on anyone else ''Anyway, what are you doing here? We saw you making you're way over to the pier!''

''Well I tried looking for you and the others but after searching and not finding anyone, I decided to go alone. But since you're here now…'' Hood then took out from under his costume a little note and handed it to me, which I read instantly…

'Hello, English Tea-Drinking Superheroes,

Sorry, I couldn't resist ;)

Anyway, my name is True Hero, and the reason you haven't heard of me is that I'm not from Britain. I come from the good ol U.S. of A, home to the best things on Earth.

Point being, I'm sending this message to any of the U.K's best cause we have a situation. It appears that one of my US Superhero colleagues, American Woman, landed in Britain this morning, and I have strong sources, which claim that she is in great danger.

Word is that she will be at an amusement park funhouse tonight, and I have a good feeling that someone's going to ambush her. Please head to the address enclosed and hopefully, you will save her.

Well, gotta go, my parents are taking me on a cruise to the Bahamas!

Viva Rescuea!

True Hero'

Holy crap, I'm reading a note from another superhero…a superhero from America! To the UK's best? Wow, this is so cool; it feels like my whole body is buzzing with excitement. And from the sounds of it, this is a rescue mission; I'm going to be rescuing another superhero! Rescuing American Woman? The irony that a superhero I was talking about earlier needs my help.

Hood took the note off from me and said ''From the other bit of info, the amusement park he's talking about is that one over there'' I don't even have to look to know he's talking about the one we were at.

''Wow, what are the chances?'' Rachael said.

''I'm use to coincidences'' I replied to her, and then looked at Hood ''Want a little help?''

''Well…I think I can manage'' He answered back while making some gesture with his eyes at something next to me…AH MAN Rachael! Why did I just have to say something so selfish like that when I'm on my date with her?

''Go…'' She said. I wanted to say something, but she stopped my protests ''Someone's life is in danger; you think I would put that over my date? Besides, we were going to be heading home anyway, so you're free for the night''.

''You can make it back home okay?'' She nodded. I felt really bad just leaving it like this, but she's right, this American Woman could be dying right now, we've gotta make our move now. She kissed me gently before leaving the three of us.

''Okay, let's go!'' Hood and I moved out, but Hellrider didn't budge an inch.

''Who said I was going to help?'' He scoffed.

''Didn't you hear? Someone could die tonight!'' Hood said.

''Big flipping deal, people die all the time. If it doesn't involve me, I don't care!''

Although I wouldn't consider him a good working partner. Hood and I might need another extra hand; Alex and Steph were out of action, and there was no way Stella would be able to make it down here in time, so Hellrider's all we've got ''But what if it's the Judge that's kidnapped American Woman?''

''He's after you as well, so I'm not going to lose him if I miss tonight'' He replied.

''Well what if it's Marcus and his Toxin crew?'' I tried again.

He spun his bow staff around and tightened his grip ''Then let's go save the superhero already!''

The place was starting to clear out a bit; only a few teenagers or old pensioners were still remaining, so it was easier for Hellrider and Hood to sneak around the park. At least with me having no costume, I could just walk around the place and tried to find somewhere that would be a good place to keep a hostage.

I couldn't think of anywhere though, this place is usually quite packed almost everywhere; usually Stella is the one that's best at the detective work, I just try to learn what I can but it just goes in one ear and out the other. However, there is one place that does stick out in my mind. I check the place in my mind; an old funhouse that closed down a few years back. It was quite big, and this was one of the less busy areas, so this would be the perfect place to hide without anyone knowing.

I signalled for Hood and Hellrider to follow me into the funhouse. The place was covered in cobwebs, and the floors creaked even with the smallest step, I was more afraid of this place coming down on top of us then getting ambushed by the kidnappers.

''So how long you two been together?'' Hood asked me out of the blue.

''Oh, umm…nearly three months now''.

''Nowadays in a world where divorce and cheats rule that's pretty good''.

''I guess…what about you?''

''I've had a few relationships; some better than others, but none really worked for me''.

''What, superhero duties?''

''No, remember I'm still new to this. They just never worked out''.

Hellrider moved in between us ''This is all very touchy and shit''.

''Don't worry, you'll find love someday too'' I joked sarcastically.

''You mean he's still looking for it in the dictionary?'' Hood followed up.

''I swear to God pansy, if you weren't any good with that bow, I'd shove your dick right up your ass!''

''Is that what happened to you?'' Hood spat back. I'd be surprised if a fight doesn't break out between the two of them before we actually find the real bad guys. As their arguments died down, I could hear something else as well, more talking.

''You hear that?'' I asked. The two of them got their weapons ready so I take that as a yes. Crap, I don't even have my knuckle dusters with me either. As we got closer, we could hear that this was a female voice, but there were no responses to her comments…something about al-Qaeda and Bin Laden's death.

''…you see, you're promoting a country that is just as imperfect and corrupt as any other…'' The three of us made it to the edge of a balcony, as we looked down we could see both kidnapper and superhero clearly.

The woman in control; who was showing clips of most wanted lists and other photos on some screen had messy blonde hair and wore a camouflage army suit which was carrying quite a few deadly weapons. American Woman, who was chained to a chair, was wearing what looked like a cheerleading jacket with the American Flag on the back, worn over a white swimsuit with red boots and gloves.

''So is that American Woman?'' Hellrider asked.

''Hmm, let's see, she's a woman wearing a costume that has the American flag, no can't be her!'' Hood said again with the sarcasm clear for us to hear.

I turned to them and whispered ''Hey, I get enough of this with my partners already. Look, it's four on one, so can we just…''

CLICK! We heard something behind us that sound scarily like a gun being reloaded. My worst nightmare came true as we turned and saw another woman in a red and black version of Bat-Girl's suit holding a handgun at us ''Trick or treat!''

''MOVE!'' BANG! She fired but just as she did so, we rolled over the side of the balcony, and Hood managed to fire his arrow, hitting the bullet in mid-flight. We crashed and tumbled until coming to a harsh halt to the ground. But we just got back up on our feet, only to have to stare down the barrel of another gun the other woman was holding.

She looked up at the woman that shoot us ''Hunter, I told you I wanted no intruders!''

''And I told you Black-Ops I wanted a pony, now we're even!'' The other woman, Hunter, replied back.

''Forget it, I'll just take care of these kids first!''

''Kids? I'm actually an adult!'' Hood shouted back at her.

''So what? The little boys had to help you cross the street, ha, ha, ha!'' Hunter laughed her head off behind us.

''That's it, I'll take on the slut behind us!'' Before I could say anything about it, Hood turns and charges right at Hunter, firing another arrow at her. BANG! She fires, and again the bullet and arrow connect. Hood finds a flight of stairs and makes his way up them, while dodging bullets from Hunter or hitting them in mid-air again. Both of them had incredible accuracy, this was like one of those cheesy Syfy TV shows, and yet it was happening between them.

''I'll take the teacher myself!'' Hellrider said and he took off before I could protest. She took out a knife from her belt, and blocked all of Hellrider's assaults with his bow staff. They were both evenly matched, and moved away from American Woman, which gave me the perfect chance to make my way over and help her out.

''What are you doing here?'' She asked me in quite a surprised tone.

''I was…erm…in the neighbourhood and thought I should help''.

''Yeah, sure'' She didn't look that convinced ''So you're from around here?''

''Omega Kid goes everywhere he can to make sure…AH SHIT!'' I can't believe I just blurted that out like that. The guys were right; I am terrible at hiding my secret identity. I might as well do a Robert Downing Jnr and just tell the world I'm Omega Kid.

''You're Omega Kid?''

I finally loosened the chains enough for her to squeeze her arms through and help with the chains around her legs. Instincts made me look up to see Hunter aiming her gun right at us again BANG! I thought that was it, until an arrow intercepts the bullet once again.

''You're not going to kill anything with that toy gun!'' Hood mocked at her.

''Toy? This fires a 13mm explosive round, a silver alloy melded from Rostrum Tech facilities and heightened accuracy heat sensor for the bullets!''

''Wow, who cares?'' Hood said over dramatically as he fired another arrow BANG! Hunter shoot at it, and the two continued with their scuffle as I helped American Woman free herself.

Hellrider slams his staff down at Black-Ops, who blocks with her knife, but she drops down and kicks at both of his legs knocking him off balance. Hellrider tries to get up, but she flips over him and pulls a string from her army costume and wraps it around his throat strangling him. I charge at them hoping to help, but freeze on the spot as the woman pulls out her gun and aims at me.

American Woman grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me out of the way just as the bullets come shooting past. We both duck in cover behind a corner; and with that little distraction, Hellrider grabs both her hands and throws her off of him.

''You okay?'' She asked me.

''Yeah, thanks'' I panted. That's probably the closest I've come to being shot full on, even if I had my protective costume that bullet would have ripped through me ''So what's all this about?''

''Basically thinking I'm just propaganda and giving me a history lesson in America's faults. Of course, she sadly doesn't know that I've heard of Richard Nixion before. I'm a democrat, after all. Anyway, how did you know I was in trouble?''

''We got a message from True Hero, you know him?''

''Oh yeah, you could say he's the one that got me in this sort of. Look Thomas, I could try and get close, but I need you at my back in case…what?''

''How did you know my name?'' I know I'm bad with identity secrecy, but there is no way she just guessed my name like that. She froze up realising her mistake, and when I got a proper look at her, I couldn't help but get that annoying feeling that I know her…then it finally came to me.

''Abby?'' The way she talked about superheroes and American Woman earlier, this was really the only plausible guess.

''Hi'' She replied back. Next time if I meet another American, I'm just going to ask there and then if they are a superhero or not…and it's worse that they always discover my identity first. Our attentions were both brought back to the battles going on, as Hellrider was still holding Black-Ops on the back foot.

''You still got my back?'' She asked.

''Yeah, go for it!'' I replied as we rolled around the corner and hoped that Hellrider would keep Black-Ops distracted long enough for us to get close without her pulling out more surprises. Hellrider grabbed her arms, she lifted her leg up to kick, but Hellrider leaned down and blocked with his elbow. Leaving her open for a strike from Abby jumped up and kneed her in the face, knocking her back onto the ground.

I however, was caught completely off guard as I feel two legs wrap around my neck, flip me to the ground, and continue the hold suffocating me ''Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep forever, ha, ha, ha!'' Hunter laughs sadistically as she crushes my neck harder. I let the top heavy weight flip me up so I can kick her right in the face, making her leg go of me.

BAM! BAM! Once free I gave her two Omega Kid swings that knocked her clear off her feet, although she was a great shoot, she was no fighter. So as Hood stood next to me, he continued where he left off with her while I went back to help Hellrider and Abby.

BAM! Black-Ops fly kicked Hellrider back. Abby kicked twice at her, which she blocked, and then Abby tried a punch but Black-Ops grabbed her arm, spun around, and threw her into a wall. As she charged at her, I stuck out my leg for her to trip over. As she tumbled, Abby moved aside so Black-Ops could hit the wall face first.

BAM! I was kicked in the back by Hunter, who then aimed her gun at Abby's face. She grabbed her hand, and moved the gun away just as it fired what had to be the last bullet as the empty clicking sounds followed. Abby then kicked at the back of Hunter's knees, causing her to fall, and then Hellrider whacked her on the back of her head with his staff, knocking her out cold.

''Look out!'' I shouted as Black-Ops charged at Abby from behind with her knife WHOOSH! But she was stopped from advancing as Hood fired an arrow into the ground between them. On her tip toes, she could do nothing as Abby quickly tackled her and socked her good in the face a few times.

''Who are you?'' Abby demanded.

''You don't know me, you bitch!'' The woman demanded ''But I'm sure you knew my brother, Jack! Remember? The Guy you killed in cold blood?''

''That wasn't me! Abby protested ''That was some other superhero!''

''I know'' Black-Ops laughed as she pulled a string on her jacket, which caused smoke to appear between them. Abby covered her mouth, but this allowed Black-Ops to kick her off of her ''But you took all the credit for murdering him which makes you more than guilty''.

Abby looked at her tensely, but I could tell that she was feeling guilty about it already. I've been down this killing path before, and the world thinking she's killed someone has caused this. It just makes me think what would happen if more people knew I really killed Jack the Ripper.

''You might want to give up!'' Hood said as he reloaded (If you can call it that when it's a bow and arrow). She might as well, it's four on one like I said, she can't win. That's when I saw Black-Ops was pulling out a grenade. I was about to warn Abby, but just as the woman tore the top off, Abby quickly grabbed it and shoved it into the woman's mouth and down her throat.

''Guess you're about to join him, dumbass'' Abby quipped as she turned, grabbed my arm and pulled me hard. The four of us lunged as far away as we could, ducking behind the corner for some cover as the woman exploded from the inside out. Guts flew everywhere along with blood, eyeballs, fingers, toes, you name it.

When the blast was over, we all looked at each other. All of us were covered from head to toe with this shit, despite taking some kind of cover. I've had blood on me before, but I couldn't help but feel disgusted when I found a toe-nail nested on my shoulder.

Hellrider laughed his head off ''Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Let's blow the other one up too!''

Even after all that's happened; getting kidnapped, ambushed, almost shot, beaten up, and then seeing someone blown up, we couldn't help but laugh at Hellrider's outburst. We had just taken out a crazed woman in classic superhero fashion, uncensored unlike all the kids' shows.

Hood was the first too stop laughing ''Even if I were to agree with that idea, we can't. The other one's gone!'' We looked around and Hunter's body was nowhere in sight. How could she get up so quick from getting knocked out like that? But I guess would shouldn't feel too down; in the end we won, sure it was a mess, but still a job well done.

''So you have metal plates inside you, like Wolverine?'' I asked Abby as we walked out of the park. We had to wash up a bit after the bloody mess, and we both stunk of raw meat, but there was no one around at this time so we should be thankful.

''Yep''.

''That is so cool, how did you get them?''

''I was pushed off a five story building and then shot''.

''Okay never mind…'' I replied and she laughed ''This was great, you know this is really like Ultimate Captain America and Captain Britain''.

''Or how about Batman and That Superman Cyborg from the 90's'' She said. I have to admit, she had a lot more comic book and superhero knowledge than I did, she would be able to answer all of Alex and Steph's questions that they keep asking me. But she would be on her way back home soon.

''You think you'll be able to find Hunter on your own?'' She asked me.

''Don't worry about it; I think my partners and I can take her. Besides, you've got ten times as many villains to deal with in American''.

''You ever thought about heading states side, you'd do well there''.

''Thanks, but there aren't that many superheroes here to help out. Plus I've also got friends here that I can't leave…and I don't like flying''.

She held out her hand which I shook, although we both laughed when we realised both our hands were still messy from the blood everywhere ''I best be heading off then, take care'' She said before walking off.

''You too!'' I called out. My second superhero team up, man what a night it turned out to be. Yes, I would have liked it better if I managed to finish my date with Rachael first, but I saved the life of an important hero, and she saved mine back there as well. It was kinda sad to see another one come and go, and she would have been helpful not only in battle, but helping me out with Hellrider…believe it or not, I think he actually has a think for her cause she blew someone up…the guy has serious issues.

''American Woman?'' Stephen in shock asked me ''Are you serious?''

''Yep!'' I replied as the usual gang sat around our table in Comic City. All of them taking in the story I just told them about my team up with another superhero. Alex was jealous as usual, whereas Stephen was in a terrain of pure fanfoyism.

''That is so cool, she is awesome!'' He continued.

''She's not as good as Purple Eradicator…'' Alex muttered ''Not to mention not as hot''.

''You're just jealous you weren't there'' Stella commented.

''I'm not, I think Eradicator is better!''

''American Woman would own her'' Stephen said to him.

''You want me to slap you around the head, she doesn't stand a chance'' The two of them carried on for quite a while at who was the best. True be told, both of them were great, and they've both saved my life in battle. It just makes me feel so ecstatic knowing there are thousands of other heroes out there, and if I keep doing well, I could meet more of them soon.

I turned to Rachael ''Listen, about last night…''

''Don't worry, but if you are persistent in apologising, you can pay for movies tonight''.

I chuckled at falling into my own money trap ''You got it!''

To Be Continued…

Hey everybody, hope that you enjoyed this crossover chapter. Like I said before, I do not own Abby Adriene/American Woman or Black Ops, they are both created and owned by BrenRome. Also, the scenes from Abby's POV and True Hero's letter were writing by BrenRome himself. Until the next chater, take care!