Omega Kid
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my own characters. I also don't own any of the special guest stars in this chapter, who are they? Read on and find out!
Note: Hey Omega Kid and Kick-Ass fans. Sorry about the delay in updating, I had exams to do at college as well as a holiday to go on. Anyway, I'm back and with a chapter will might not only go down in Omega Kid history, but probably Kick-Ass fanfiction history too...maybe, I just want to be enthusiastic. So, hope that you enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 38: Heroes Forever
''Okay, what's the difference between English footballers…and American footballers?'' Alex asked.
''No clue'', I replied dryly.
''American footballers are protected by padding and helmets…English footballers are protected by super-injunctions! Ha, what do you think? That would make Chloe laugh right?''
''Yeah…'' I answered sarcastically. ''I'm sure Chloe will love you mocking the very thing she dreams of being!''
Alex's face scrunched up when he realised the kind of joke it was. ''You're right, maybe football jokes aren't the best thing!'' He then went back to kicking at the punching bag I was holding. It was just the two of us at a gym we would normally visit; it wasn't the busiest so it was a good place to discuss any superhero stuff…although all Alex's mind seemed to be on was a pretty girl he's stalked for months now.
He kicked at the bag before stopping and turning to me again. ''What about if I took her out for a movie? Too soon?''
''Alex, I'm the worst person to ask for tips on asking a girl out''.
''At least you can ask a girl out. I just feel like it's the perfect time to ask her out, love is in the air around us now. Especially since Megan's kiss at the sing-off; those two are celebrities at school, they're like our own versions of Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson''.
''You know those two aren't even a couple in real life'', I pointed out.
''Yeah well they should be!'' He muttered before punching at the bag with his bad arm. He immediately backs off and holds his arm in pain, moaning and grunting.
''I told you not to punch with that arm yet! You've only just taken the cast off''.
''When is it going to heal? It's been nearly three weeks now!''
''Your arm was almost sliced off, it's going to take a lot longer until it's back to full strength''.
''Yeah well you got shot in the arm and that healed…''
''After a few months'', I cut in.
He just rolled his eyes and sighed, he was so impatient with this arm deal. He's missed the first couple of patrols, all we've dealt with are some thugs and purse snatchers, and he's acting like he missed the chance to bag another super villain. His face softened in tone before turning to me, ''I'm heading off, you coming?''
''I think I'll take a few rounds, I'll call you when I'm ready'' I said as I took my turn with the punching bag. Alex made some sarcastic comment that I didn't hear before walking away, holding his bad arm gently. It's amazing he still has an arm the way he keeps injuring it more and more every day, man that reminds me of a younger me. It feels like years since I've started all this, while at the same time every new thing that happens feels new and exciting…that's what you've got to love about being a superhero.
''Thomas?'' I heard a feminine voice call out from across the gym. The voice sounded oddly familiar, and wow what I shock I got when I turned and saw a face I'd never thought I'd see again so quick. A girl slightly older than me. It had only been half a year since I last saw her, but she seems to have already grown a lot, but I could still recognise her…
''Penny?'' Surprise and excitement thrilled me, Penelope Conway aka The Purple Eradicator had returned! I walked over to her and shook her hand, ''It's great to see you!''
''Same here'' She replied.
''How did you know where to find me?'' I asked.
''You said on your Facebook wall that you would be at this gym''.
''Guess you don't have to be a police woman in training to find me. So how you been?''
''Mind if we walk and talk?'' She asked me. I nodded and we both made our way out of the gym while she started on, ''I started Uni a few months ago; I've been taking classes in armed forces protection and weapons fire. All my concerns were on lecture speeches and applications for the real work, just making my way up''.
''Cool'', even when she's not a part of the superhero game anymore she's still training and willing to protect the innocent.
She then continued, ''I see you've been busy since last time''.
''Huh?''
She pulled out a sheet of paper from her pocket and handed it to me; I flipped it open and saw it was a little headline for some American paper, 'OMeGa Kid Revealed?'
''Oh right, that. Now that wasn't actually my fault'' I defended.
''At least you solved that problem, it would have been a shame if you couldn't help us with this mission'' She said forcefully like she was trying to get my attention, and she had it cause I stopped right in my tracks.
''Mission? Us? Who?'' I stuttered.
''It's why I've come here. Omega Kid is needed, you're needed for something important!''
''Why me?''
''Cause this is too big for a single superhero. We need a team, and I thought you're a pretty good fighter and good hero. So, you in?''
I was probably catching flies with my mouth wide open, and my eyes even wider open. I was rotted to the spot and trying to stop my brain from fizzing out of control with this offer, ''Team? You mean…I'm being called for a team-up? Like…superhero group team-up? Justice League? Avengers Assemble?''
''If you want, of course it'll be dangerous, perils at every turn and if you don't want to I understand'', She said with sarcastic wit with every word, she knew full well what my answer was going to be.
''SWEET!'' I screamed with joy, a little too loud maybe because people around were staring at me like I was some lunatic. Penny tried to hold back a laugh while I calmed down and tried to act like a mature superhero would in this situation. ''I mean, yeah, I'm in''.
''Good, follow me. Time to meet the team!''
''This is unbelievable! My first big superhero team-up. So where's the action going to take place? St. James's Park? House of Parliament? Buckingham Palace?'' I kept guessing, but Penny just shook her head over and over with all my answers…and a large grin plastered on her face.
''New York? As in America?''
''It's the only one I can think of'' Penny responded.
''Are you sure you've got your sense of direction right?''
''Pretty sure…oh, you might want to strap in'', She pointed to the seatbelt next to my seat. I quickly pull it across my lap and strapped in, my hands gripping the arms on my chair. I knew something was fishy about this the moment Penny lead the way to Heathrow and forced me onto a plane.
''You really are scared of flying''.
''What gave it away'', I joked but my voice broke making me sound like a cat calling for help after being trapped in a bin and having the lid closed on him.
''I told you, you don't have to come…''
''No, no, I can do this. Just try to ease my nerves, so who else is a part of this team?''
''Some other heroes around USA, I don't want to spoil anything. But I wasn't the only one who suggested you''.
''Really?'' There's only one other superhero from American who I've meet, this was turning into a dream come true, being part of a team of the best heroes around…and I was called to them! ''You suggested me?''
Penny looked around to check to see if anyone was listening in, with it being all clear, she turned to me seriously, ''What's going down in New York could be the tipping scale of gang wars and drug dealings that could engulf cities. We needed as many of the best superheroes we could find, and with how well you've done in the past year, we could use you''.
''Shouldn't I have called my friends and let them help?''
''We can't have too many, it would draw too much attention. Half of our mission will require stealth as well as physical power''.
''I see'', This sounds intense; just imagining New York as the centre of gang activity and drug business…well more that I think it is now, that could really change the economy and society in America. And if you change it that much, who knows how many other continents it could effect and what kind of criminals will rise to power, ''Don't worry, I won't let you down''.
''It's not me you have to worry about''.
''Why? Aren't you team leader?''
''No, I'm just here to pick you up. Trust me, you have to always be on your game to impress our leader''.
''Is it Kick-Ass?''
''No, he's with another team dealing with another conspiracy at the moment''.
''Kick-Ass has got his own superhero team now? The guy's legendary statues just went up!''
Penny laughed lightly, quickly covering her mouth, ''Sorry I was thinking of something else''.
I don't know if I can wait to get to New York to meet the team, my heart was pounding with some much adrenaline I thought I was going to explode. And speaking of waiting to meet them, I leaned in closer to Penny, ''Just curious, how long is this flight going to be?''
''It could take up to 10 to 12 hours''.
''10 TO 12 HOURS!'' I screamed and sunk back into my chair. It had to be overseas my first team-up, it couldn't have been closer to home or closer to ground. I yelped as the plane seemed to jump on something a little, ''What was that?'' I stuttered out panicking.
''That was the plane starting''.
''WE HAVEN'T STARTED FLYING YET! I'm going to die of heart attack before we get there''.
''Look…when we meet the team, can we leave the journey part out of our group discussions? I don't want them to think of me as a chicken or anything''.
''You're not a chicken'' Penny reassured me as she paid the cab driver our fair.
''I threw up three times on that plane! Oh God and I still have to make my way back in a couple of days'', I dreaded thinking about going back in that seat…it was worse that I was put on a window seat!
''No one will suspect a thing?'' Penny asked me.
''No, I told my sister I'm with my class on some history trip to Ireland for the week''.
''Good…we're here'', she said stopping just outside of a large warehouse on the other side of the road.
''Isn't this too out in the open?''
''No one ever comes in here except any superhero looking to rest up or meet. It's like a costume chat room…'' She pulled off a large beam that was hurdled up against the door, and then opened it. We both walked inside, and she closed the door behind. This place was pretty big; the windows were high up the wall, so no one would be able to spy. ''Speaking of which you might want to get changed!'' She said and twirled her fingers, gesturing for me to look away.
I turned around pulled my costume out of my back-pack, I was ready to put it on until I heard another female voice, ''Thought you said you don't like flying?'' I looked towards the other side of the warehouse and was greeted with the sight of a familiar spandex girl with stars and stripes of USA on her.
''I don't, but like I would miss a chance like this!'' I said as I shook hands with American Woman, ''So how you been lately?''
''You could say it's been eventful! I've had a bullet go through my arm''.
''I know the feeling…'' Just remember the feeling of getting shot makes my stomach turn. I then remembered something else. ''Hey, I heard that got Scarlet Johansson to play you in a movie with Sylar himself''.
''That they did, and I've meet her myself''.
''Seriously?''
She grabbed something out of her costume and let me have a look, a copy of Black Widow issue 1 with a note and signature from Scarlet Black Widow Johansson herself!
''I guess you two don't need an introduction'', Penny said as she walked towards us now in her Purple Eradicator costume.
''Nope…'' American Woman replied as she put her comic away, ''But I think it's time he meets the others''.
''Sure!'' I gasped failing to hold in my excitement. American Woman stepped to the side a little, just enough for me to see someone else standing behind her. The first male American superhero I've met; he wore a black mask with two eye holes, and he wore a black jacket with a red hoodie and red brass knuckle and at his side was a baton.
''It's great to finally meet you Omega Kid, I'm Smasher'', He said calmly and held out his hand for me to shake.
''Great to meet you too!'' I said shaking his hand. I've heard of him, he was quite new to the game only a few months…but superhero time is like dog years, that's actually quite a long time for us.
American Woman then pointed behind me, ''And her over there…'' I turned and saw another girl with her costume, red leather pants with yellow stripes down the side, a shirt which was also red with small yellow and orange flames on the sides and bottom. Long black gloves and shoes. A long wig down to her shoulders that was red with streaks of orange, yellow, and black and it tied with her black mask.
''Firecracker?'' I finished. She was another superhero that was spotted a lot with Kick-Ass, in fact more so that Purple Eradicator for some reason. And okay I admit it, before me and Rachael started going out I had a thing for her…what? Alex can like Eradicator and Steph can like American Woman, so I should have a superhero crush.
''So this is the foreigner? Your accent isn't really that British'' Firecracker smirked.
''Blame it on the cartoons and animes''.
''What have the cartoons ever done to you to make you blame them?'' She scoffed sarcastically.
''Hey Campfire, you mind hurrying up!'' Someone else called out. I turned and saw someone completely new for me. Firecracker looked at me and then the new superhero, she was wearing what looked like a metallic silver suit with grey streaks down the arms and a utility belt with various weapons on it, she also wore a bright blond wig and large sunglasses, ''The Lady Gaga impersonator over there is Femme Fetale'' Firecracker commented.
''At least I didn't blind the kid was my costume'', Fetale taunted back at her.
''You probably would have made him chuckle if he wasn't trying to be nice'', she replied.
''Alright you two, break it up'', Eradicator said as she stepped in between the two of them. Both of them backed away, grins on their faces, there was no malice between them just playful sarcastic taunts.
''Hey…'' American Woman called. I looked over to her and saw another girl superhero, probably my age again. She was wearing a black formfitting suit, kinda like a formal suit, with a black and white checkered mask and tie, and white boots, ''Meet the Ska Boss''.
''Nice to meet you!'' She greets me. I don't know whether to be thrilled or intimidated, Ska Boss was another superhero seen with Kick-Ass quite a lot (how does he get so many girls?). I'm almost in way out of my league here with these guys, but that just makes this all the more cooler. Although on the down side I don't think there are any more Kick-Ass partners to talk about.
''And here come the next two members'', Ska Boss said pointing behind me. Hopefully I didn't gulp too loud when I saw them; one male, the other female and probably didn't need an introduction.
The girl was dressed neck to toe in black leather, looked well-padded and possibly bullet-proof. The seams dark blue and a zipper down the front stopping at a large and might I add fully-equipped silver utility belt (guns, grappling hook…the WORKS!). Knee high black leather boots and gloves complete the look, a communicator wrist-watch/GPS on one arm, a miniature rocket launcher on the other (I want one of those). A katana is also strapped along her back. A black leather mask and a brunette pony-tail. I'm standing in the presence of Psycho Chick! The very first government issued superhero!
And the Liberator! The hero who saved New York and Manhattan from a thermonuclear bomb threat! Forget what I said about almost being way out of my league, I was 20,000 leagues under these heroes around me.
''Glad you could make it all the way from England'', Liberator said to me.
I slowly turned to Eradicator and whispered to her. ''Jesus Christ, you weren't kidding about bringing the best superheroes! You sure you don't want to wait for Superman and Batman as well?'' I gasped sarcastically.
''Relax…'' Liberator said, ''I know how you feel; it's a little overwhelming at first. But know that you wouldn't have been brought here if we didn't think you were good enough''.
''I know, just compared to you guys I haven't really done much'' I replied honestly, a little too honest if I was trying to impress them.
''Not done much?'' Smasher interrupted, ''So it wasn't you who stopped a gang war in London? You didn't defeat a reincarnated Jack the Ripper? You didn't save stars and stripes here from an Iraq war loving psycho?'' He gestured to American Woman, obviously referring to when I saved her from Black-Ops and Hunter.
''Wow, you know about that?'' I asked him.
''I heard about you before I started this. You're one of my inspirations''.
My heart nearly stopped hearing that, and I had a hard trouble replying as the words were too shy to come out of my throat, ''I…was…I am?'' I asked nervously. He nodded in response, that's so cool. All the others I can remember being inspired by me either turn stir crazy or want me dead.
Psycho Chick then moved closer to me, ''You might want to suit up, time for you to meet team leader''.
I'd almost forgotten that I was still holding my costume in my now sweaty hands. I moved away and quickly got changed while all the others had a group discussion about certain things, maybe about the mission or even just catching up if they know each other. I feel like I just walked in an Academy Award ceremony, this was a dream come true not only having my first superhero team-up, but with some of the best in the game.
I heard the main door open slowly and the light from outside nearly blinding me instantly, but thankfully it was cut off from the shadow of the person stepping in…and surprisingly the shadow wasn't all that big. The door closed heavily and I was looking forward at the new superhero walking in, the team leader. She was a little girl in a purple wig and purple and black costume that had a hint of school uniform style to it…and no wonder…
''The leader's an 11 year old girl?'' I whispered before I could stop myself, hopefully no one else heard me…hold on, the pieces were starting to fit together now. 11 year old girl…that's Hit-Girl, the mysterious superhero I've been hearing about! And that costume, it is the girl from the Kick-Ass kidnap video! I knew it!
Once I was fully changed into my costume, I made my way over to the group and the closest person next to me was Firecracker. I leaned in close to her, ''You know, from all the reception I've been hearing, I thought she would be a little more…intimidating''.
''Why don't you test her out?'' She replied playfully, ''Trust me, she's not one you should let your guard down to…not that any guard will protect you from her anyway if you get on her bad side''.
''So…she's that good?''
''First time I meet her, she took out a whole room full of thugs, armed with fucking machetes, knives, butterfly knives and enjoyed spilling the blood and profanity''.
''Great, a female pre-teen version of Hellrider'', I muttered under my breath.
''So you're Omega Kid!'' Hit-Girl said to me.
''Yeah'' I replied unable to think of any smart of confident remark.
''Relax, you look like a douche trying to stand tall'' She commented and turned towards the others. I just got dissed by an 11 year old. ''Oh I know that face…'' Hit-Girl said breaking me out of my thoughts, ''But later, we have more important things to discuss''.
''So what's so big that it requires all of us?'' Smasher asked.
Psycho Chick then stepped forward, ''Something is going down that could shift the power of drugs cooperation's to unthinkable levels. Liberator…'' She turned to him, and all Liberator did was flick a switch on some control he had, the lights in the warehouse dimmed and on the side of the wall a large screen came up and on it played what looked like a gritty documentary of how to make chemicals.
Liberator used the control to change to different camera angles showing workers in the middle of some kind of process, ''In the past few months; chemical factories and drug plantations have been raided with very few things stolen, but as time went on, they eventually acquired all they needed without any suspicion being thrown on what they're making''.
''And what are they making?'' I asked.
''A new kind of drug!'' Psycho Chick answered.
''Hold on…'' Femme Fetale called out, ''Why is this gang putting so much effort and time into making a new drug, and how will it shift powers?''
Hit-Girl was now the one who answered, ''Cause this isn't one of those happy-dappy, knocked up drugs you're thinking of…it's a weapon''.
''What kind of weapon?'' Ska Boss questioned.
''Think of the boost in strength and physicality that steroids give you…'' Liberator spoke, ''Now imagine that times 100, and losing your mind and memoires, being forced to serve under the first person you see''.
''And of course the first person they would see is the head honcho of this operation'' Firecracker pointed out.
Psycho Chick nodded, ''There's actually five people in charge, but the government have lost track of those five people. And that leaves the superheroes to do the rest, American Woman!''
American Woman stood up and approached the screen next to Liberator, as he flicked a switch; five faces appeared on the screen.
''Thanks to my team, we've been able to identify them…'' First she pointed to a fat guy, with a mask that had a big zip line going around it, ''The Zipper, former drug dealer turned super villain''.
She pointed to the next face; another man who looked like a cross-dressing geisha, ''This guy is Kumadori, another former drug dealer turned super villain''.
Next one was a short woman with a whip wrapped around both her arms, ''Tightrope, a small time thief who wants to make it big''.
After that was a guy in a smart suit but with a muzzle over his face like Hannibal Lector, ''His name is the Spammibal; an autistic that was unfortunately raised by the wrong sorts of people''.
Finally was a muscular guy with a leopard skin over a grey suit, ''And lastly is Luccon, ring-leader of this crime syndicate. He was a drug lord who operated with his business overseas to escape charges if ever caught. But that didn't save him, after his business went to shambles he went into hiding. And now it looks as if he wants a big return''.
''But of course we're not going to give him the chance…'' Hit-Girl cut in, ''And it won't be just those five to look out for, but any other motherfuckers who were stupid enough to remain loyal to them. This will be dangerous, so if you won't out now, go ahead!''
No one dared to leave, like we could just ignore this. This was like a super solider formula they were building; this could do more damage to the world than can ever be fixed. Because not only will their financial power be greater than any royalty, but this could start wars and possibly massacres if falling into the wrong hands.
Once Hit-Girl knew that none of us were backing out of this; she smiled lightly, ''Well alright then, we'll get ourselves ready, and then leave in one hour''.
Could I be anymore pumped than I already am? Probably not, no, defiantly not. I was literally 45 minutes away from starting my first ever team-up mission, to practically save the world from a formula with a group of the best superheroes I can think of at the moment. It's a shame that I couldn't bring the others with me, oh boy, Alex and Steph get jealous when I team up with one superhero…this is going to knock the socks right off of them if I make it back.
Nearby I saw American Woman, standing by Liberator and Psycho Chick working on something at a table. Curiosity got the better of me and I walked over towards them, ''What you up too?'' I asked them.
Liberator held up something that looked like a metallic egg, ''A scrambler, get this close enough to their tech and it'll fry them''.
''It can do that?''
''You'll be surprised with what we have up our sleeves''.
''Not to mention Psycho Chick here's got some government backing to help us out'' American Woman said.
''What about their weapons?'' I asked them.
Psycho Chick then pulled over a large bag on the floor next to her, inside were some suits that kinda looked like the ones scuba divers wore, ''New state of the art bullet proof suits, as long as they don't aim for your head, it'll take quite a round to take you out. Wear these under your costume, and we should be fine''.
''You guys have a lot of high tech Batman stuff going on!'' I said to them.
''It's amazing how much the government is keeping from the public, there's weapons I've seen and tested that would make water boil'' Psycho Chick said to me. I wonder what it's actually like being the first and so far only government issued hero, I don't know if that would be for me though, I prefer being the leader of my own little band of friends.
''And what was that about your team?'' I asked American Woman.
''The Lasses of Justice, one of them has quite a lot of resources and know-how. And I also know other helpful…heroes with tech and finance backing'' She said, and I don't know whether it was the lighting or whatever, but it looked like she blushed when she said that last part. She continued though, ''We can use all the help we get even if it's not all on the front line''.
I nodded in agreement; even the heroes I've meet seem to have advanced so much more than me, well I know I've defiantly got better than when I first started, and I know I'm good. But still, only know, seeing all these heroes around me do I realize just how many of us are here, and how many good ones. When I started this, I was determined to be the best superhero there was…boy I'm starting to regret making that as my New Year's Resolution.
''Hey asshole!'' Hit-Girl called out to me, jeez this kid has got a mouth on her, and I'm on her side. ''From what Eradicator told me you're quite good, and you should be, you've been at this quite a while''.
''Yeah, just over a year''.
''Well then, you should have quite an experience with fighting skills'' She smirked at me funny.
Behind me; the others were at the table continuing to work with big grins on their faces as well, like they knew something was up. I looked back at Hit-Girl, ''I'm a decent fighter, yeah''.
''Okay then, let me see'', she mocked me while at the same time getting into a fighting poss.
You can't be serious? I'm expected to fight her? Even if she is good I still might…
''Come on numb-nuts, show me how good you are!''
''What did you just call…'' I was about to ask, until in the blink of an eye she leaps in the air and kicks me full on the chest knocking me to the ground and giving me a hard time being able to breathe again. However, in a few seconds I felt the wind come back to me, and the kick didn't actually hurt much.
''I made sure that kick wouldn't hurt…'' Hit-Girl taunted as she advanced on me, ''But if you want any more handicaps, we'd have to buy you a guard dog''.
So what if she's team leader, so what if she is this supposed best superhero around, and even if she is just a little girl, I'm not taking this. I jump up at kick out at her; but she spins while grabbing my leg, back face to face with me, she grabs my neck as well and slams me to the ground. Again, for a second the wind just got knocked out of me.
''You're fast on the offensive, but slow on the retreat'', she whispered in my ear before we both rolled to the side. I round house kicked at her, but she ducked out of the way. Perfect opportunity for me to kick at her legs; however I wasn't expecting her to jump up and then land right on my leg. I looked up in time to see her kick at my face, I blocked and she jumped off my leg, ''Nice block, but your timing is way off dude''.
I charge towards her and punch at her multiple times, she just blocks one punch after another before jumping up, kicking both my arms aside and double kicking me sending me crashing on my back side again. I don't know what it is? Maybe I'm holding back psychologically because she's just a little girl, maybe she's just too small for me too hit, there's no way she can be beating me this easy, I'm actually trying to give my all.
''You going to be the gentleman and let me make the first move?'' She asked sarcastically.
''Go ahead'' I replied too confident for my own good.
''Wrong time to play polite…'' She snared at me playfully. Then she charged forward and so did I; I gave an Omega Swing on the right side, while holding up my leg on the left trapping her. But she just flips right over me with little effort; I round house kick with my left leg, she manages to block it before grabbing me by my shoulders and throwing me over herself despite her being half my size. ''Cause I never play!'' She finished looking down on me.
I wanted to get back up and actually get a hit on her, she lowers herself to my level, ''That's enough, we fight anymore I'll actually hurt you'', I can't tell whether that was a threat or a word of caution, she spoke like she meant both. ''You know for someone whose been at this a year, you're pretty good. Another year of two, you might be equal to me. Liberator will fix you up, we got half an hour for the real battle numb-nuts, better be ready'' She then stood up and walked away to talk to the others.
''Oh, I just got a nostalgic rush watching that'' Eradicator said as she sat down next to me.
''How can anyone be that good?'' I asked her while trying to get the feeling back in my arms and legs.
''She's been doing this almost her whole life''.
''Her whole life?''
Another voice came by, ''Damn straight…'', Firecracker said to me while watching Hit-Girl, ''Her dad was a superhero too, remember the other guy with Kick-Ass on the kidnap video?''
''Oh shit, that was her…but he didn't make it, did he?''
Eradicator continued, ''No, he'd been training her to fight the people that stole their lives. With him and those people gone, she's been trying to handle having a normal life for the first time. But she still gets drawn back in, cause there's still one spit on her father's grave…Red Mist''.
Time seemed to stop for me, and the sunlight seemed to disappear from the windows hearing that name and how it was effecting Hit-Girl, ''I think Hit-Girl hit me harder than she thought, it sounded like you said Red-Mist?''
''She did…'' Firecracker answered with anger in her voice, ''He's not the hero we thought he was. It was all just an act, but he doesn't care'', She spat before leaving Eradicator and me.
I'm still trying to wrap my head around this, ''So Red-Mist is a villain?''
Eradicator didn't respond to quickly, something tells me that like Firecracker, she knew Red-Mist a lot more than she had hoped in case of this, ''Heroes and Villains aren't as black and white as you believe when you start this. All you need to know is that Red-Mist is no hero''.
It's insane; he was one of my favorites. Sure he hadn't done much; he got a wanted drug dealer…but was that a part of the act Firecracker talked about? He was someone I looked up to when I started Omega Kid, and it turns out he wasn't real. And Hit-Girl has been at this her whole life, trained by her father. Me, her equal in a year? By that time she'll have advanced far beyond me. The superhero world is much bigger than I ever believed.
Once we were equipped and ready to go; Eradicator showed us all a secret underground passage that the drug leaders had been using to sneak in and out and transport all of their stolen goods. We'd split up into two different teams; I was with Ska Boss, Femme Fetale, Smasher and Firecracker. Right now the five of us were making our way through a tunnel which would lead to the base quicker; thankfully we had the others working on jamming the cameras so the element of surprise was still on our side.
''So what about when we meet up at the end with the guards?'' Smasher asked Ska Boss who had gone through the plan with our group.
''The others will deal with that; from the tapes there was a lock down switch next the door we're heading for, we just need to make sure that no one escapes. Just one person escaping with this drug will be catastrophic. We just got to make sure we wait for the others before we start attacking the guards or the bosses'', she instructed. After her sentence she pulled out a little bottle from her costume and took out from it what looked like little pills and swallowed them.
''What's that?'' Fetale asked.
''Strattera pills''.
''Do you have ADHD?'' I asked her.
''Yeah…also they keep me calm and calculated for missions''.
''Oh, well if you've read a book called Percy Jackson ADHD would help in battles'' I joked, kinda pointless as no one might get it.
''You like Percy Jackson?'' Ska Boss asked excitedly.
''What's your favorite book?'' I quizzed her right after her response.
''Last Olympian was amazing, but Lost Hero was just as good!''
''Damn, I still need to get that book. What did you think of the movie?''
''Logan Lerman is a hottie'' She answered before she could stop herself.
''Don't really know how to respond to that seeing how he's played me…''
''Hey nerds…'' Firecracker cut in and pointed in front of us where there was a large opening leading to a flight of stairs that lead below, ''Is that are door?''
''That's it!'' Ska Boss replied. We all crouched down and moved as close to the edge as we could without touching the metal staircase leading down, there was a theory in our group that they could be alarms or booby-traps. We looked down and past the staircase below; where there was gang members working away with equipment and chemicals and different tables, passing around instructions and the odd threat.
''And I thought the most complex thing a thug would use is a gun'' Smasher whispered.
''No, they've dealt with more''.
''How do you know?'' Firecracker asked me.
''Look there!'' I pointed. One of the thugs was pushing a large crate carrying who knows what, but it was what was writing on the crate that concerned me…
''Rostrum Tech…'' Fetale spoke first, ''Aren't they a weapons manufacture company?''
''That's one of their main lines of work. Just a few weeks ago me and my team found out the company heads sons were using that Tech, using them to make weapons and battle suits while shipping the rest off to gangs who paid them the most''.
''No sign of the big bads'', Firecracker said. She was right, not a trace of any of the five main leaders.
''We can't just fight them now…'' Smasher said, ''I know we could beat that many, but didn't Hit-Girl say we should be top condition for our real battle''.
''She did…'' Ska Boss answered, ''That's why we should put on these goggles now!'' She un zipped her bag that she was carrying revealing five high tech goggles. We each took a pair and put them on, while Ska Boss went to work on the switch nearby, placing a little kill switch bomb on it.
So cool! They were heat vision goggles. I felt like Predator…however, wearing these goggles left me a bit puzzled. And the rest seemed to share that, ''Why heat vision?'' Smasher asked before I could.
No one answered; they just looked right above us. I did the same and that's when I saw the other group of five on the level above us. They too were wearing heat vision goggles; Psycho Chick stood at the front of them just over the edge, holding little orbs in her hands. I didn't know what they were at first, but when she dropped them right into the heart of the operation below, common sense came into play.
BANG! BANG! BANG! The little orbs exploded on impact and the thugs started running around screaming their heads off or coughing their lungs out, smoke bombs, stealth attack's best friend. Once the whole room was engulfed in smoke, Hit-Girl signaled for the all clear and our attack begun.
Both groups went down their respective staircase. And upon ground level, was our chance to finally have some team-up action, and you know what the coolest part is? Those suits that Psycho Chick had acquired, Liberator modified them a bit so they would give off a stronger heat signature than a normal human body would, so it was much easier telling the difference between friend and foe…and believe me, I would not want Hit-Girl to mistake me as one of those thugs.
Because that little girl was a blur going past my vision, whether I would be taking down a blind thug or looking around for another one, she would always be there taking on three or four at a time. We were soon making sort work of them, I caught sight of the others taking on their share, this wasn't a battle…it was a massacre.
But the smoke would wear off soon, or some kind of defense mechanism would kick in to get rid of the smoke, so we had to finish this quick. I grabbed one of the thugs by his arms, and gave him an Omega-Swing to the temple knocking him out cold. Another one was now charging at me, but I flipped up and kicked him on the shoulder knocking him into one of the tables. They were attacking us now, suggesting the smoke was clearing, but we were almost finished with them anyway.
Another one of the heroes pushed a thug back, while the other kicked him forward sending him crashing to the ground in a heap. And after that crash there was almost silence, well quiet compared to the action and carnage that was just going on. I looked around and could only make out nine other large heat figures. Risking the stinging of eyes or some kind of sneak attack, I took off the goggles and could see the ten of us standing in the mist. It was on ground level now, but slowly drifted into any air vents around, revealing dozens of bodies unconscious at our feet.
''Feels kinda good doing this again'', Eradicator said as she took off her goggles, followed by the others looking around at the damage we had done. It was not just the personal damage that we inflicted; the tables were snapped, the equipment was smashed, and all kinds of liquid poured down to the ground, becoming useless as they fizzled and evaporated.
''Well that's their operation down the drain, literally'', Firecracker joked.
''Works not over yet…'' Hit-Girl called out, ''We still have five more assholes to find!''
''WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!''
That didn't take long. We looked towards the upper levels where we came, standing at the opening were the five head villains behind this whole thing; Luccon, Zipper, Kumadori, Tightrope and Spammibal (I can't take that one seriously with a name like that). Luccon's face was filled with the most rage, and he was the only one who looked like he wanted to stay and make us pay…like the others really had a choice.
''Ska Boss!'' Hit-Girl shouted.
And on cue, Ska flicked a little switch that she had in her hand, ''Boom!'' She said at the same time as the real BOOM! The tiny explosion on the switch just enough for the doors behind the villains to lock themselves, leaving them shocked and scared to the point of pissing themselves.
''You idiots!'' Luccon yelled in fury, ''You've trapped yourselves too''.
Psycho Chick shouted back, ''Even if there wasn't another secret way in that you lot didn't know about. With my training, it would take me no more than five minutes to reboot that switch''.
''It doesn't matter!'' He snapped back at us, ''None of you are leaving here, dead or alive! Let's get them!'' He threw his fist in the air as he and his partners made their way down the flight of stairs towards us.
''Ten of us, five of them. You all do the math!'' Hit-Girl told us. This was finally it, my time to show that I can be just as good as these heroes. Even if most of them have done things I couldn't possibly imagine, I still want to make my mark with them. The villains had reached the bottom of the stairs and charged at us, as we all split into five groups of two and took on the closest ones toward us…me going for the main man.
I jumped up and tried to kick at his face, but he grabbed my leg and swung me to the ground. Before my face could hit the ground, I stopped myself on my hands and kicked at Luccon's face with my other leg causing him to let go. I charged for him BAM! BAM! Giving him two blows to the face, but he just brushed them aside and punched me in the ribs and kicked at my shoulder as I was going down, thankfully I managed to block some of the blow.
He charged at me again and tried to kick me, I grabbed his kicking leg holding him there, and was about to round house kick him in the face until he grabbed my leg as well, leaving both of us stuck. That is until Hit-Girl leaped in out of nowhere, grabbed Luccon by his head and swung around his body until she slammed him to the ground.
''Not bad numb-nuts'', she said at me as she and Luccon got up, her being the quicker one. ''Why don't you let me soften him up a bit for you'', she winked before turning around could pretty much be called a blur as she sent a flurry of punches and kicks his way. Luccon punched at her, she ducked and from her belt pulled out a little string, wrapping it around his arm.
She slides under his legs while pulling the string, causing him to flip onto his backside in a painful thud. She jumped up and grabbed onto him as he stumbled back onto his feet; she slapped both her hands either side of his head, he screamed in agony, his head was probably like Notre Dame Bells. Finally, she grabbed the head of his leopard skin, rolled over him landing on her feet behind him before flipping him right over her and slamming him to the ground, ''Come on then!'' She gestured for me to help, like she needed it! She was throwing about a guy three times her size!
''Remind me never to spare with you again!'' I told her, as I charged forward BAM! Kicked Luccon on the chest, and round house kicked him in the face.
Just coming into view were Firecracker and Purple Eradicator teaming up to take on the large Zipper. He punched with both his hands at Eradicator, who grabbed both of them and held him in place for Firecracker to move in and kick right at the guy's sensitive's, ''Not like you were going to have kids anyway'' She mocked before jumping up and round house kicking him in the face knocking him back, dazed and holding his balls…it looked like he was going to un zip his mask and throw up.
Eradicator rolled along the ground, kicked at his legs first, then his knees, followed by stomach and chest and finished with a punch to the head in what was one of the coolest combos ever. Eradicator then bent down, just enough for Firecracker to roll over her and kick Zipper right in the chest knocking him right onto a table and leaving him down for the count.
Kumadori pulled out two little daggers and slashed them both right at Smasher and Fetale; both blocking with their weapons consisted of a baton and a butterfly knife. At a standstill, Fetale kicks at Kumadori's chest, but the cross dresser just spins around and tangles her foot in his costume throwing her to the side. However, he wasn't expecting her to kick with her other foot…or maybe he was because now both her feet were trapped in his costume.
He was so busying trying to trap Fetale; he wasn't expecting a hard knock on the head from Smasher's baton, or a punch to the face from him either. Smasher's fist now covered in white and red face paint. With Kumadori now dazed, Fetale could pull both her feet back and toss him to the ground. She kept flipping back and forth, knocking the male geisha all over the place, his trap plan backfiring horribly. She kept doing it until he flipped into the path of Smasher, who gave him one final blow to the face with his baton knocking him cold, and freeing Fetale at the same time.
American Woman and Liberator were taking cover behind a broken down table, as Tightrope used the whips on her arms and slashed them at the table trying to coax the two out. Her style was creepily familiar to No-One's style, only she was slightly slower on the attack. This gave Liberator the chance to lift up a small baton, and let one of her whips get tangled up on it. He pulled at it, but Tightrope wasn't so willing to fall. If only she knew Liberator was more of a distraction than an offensive, because it was too late as she turned and saw American Woman next to her giving her a hard punch square in the face.
She stumbled back, but was not down yet. She used her other whip and aimed for American Woman, who dodged and rolled to the best of her ability. With Liberator continuously pulling her other whip and arm, she was unbalanced and couldn't get a good strike at American Woman. Finally getting in on the action; Liberator jumped up and ran around Tightrope, throwing her even more off balance. He then kicked at her legs tripping her. And then American Woman doubled kicked at her on the ground, causing her to roll onto the whip Liberator was holding, tying herself up in it.
Lastly, Ska Boss and Psycho Chick were up against the suit and muzzle wearing Spammibal. Besides Luccon, this guy seemed to be the toughest one of the lot, he was defending well against the both of them…but from the looks of it, we were about to find out why Psycho Chick has that name. She pulls out her katana from behind her and swings for him, the guy rolls and dodges the attack.
He punches at Ska Boss, she dodges the attacks and gives him a good uppercut to the chin and round house kicks him face knocking him back. Spammibal decides to go all out, and un-straps the muzzle revealing a disfigured mouth, jutted with sharp edged teeth. He was like a human version of a shark, cause now when he charged at Ska Boss, he tried to chomp at her. Ska keeps backing away as Spammibal gets ever closer to her. Taking this chance, Psycho Chick swings her katana for his head, the villain turns and then does what I thought was impossible…he bite down on the sword and held it in his jaw.
''No fucking way!'' She breathed out in shock as Spammibal twisted his head, bending the katana as he did so. Psycho Chick tried to pull it out of his mouth, but he had a good…eh…hold of it. That is until; Ska elbowed the side of his face hard, giving Psycho the chance to pull the sword out while cutting apart of his mouth. The blood stained her sword, this bit freaked me out. She rubbed some of the blood onto her fist, and using that fist socked Spammibal right on the mouth sending him flying back and onto the ground.
Luccon slammed both his arms down at me, I blocked them both with my hands, and kicked at his chest pushing him back before took out her butterfly knife and stabbed at his knee. He shrieked in pain, but that didn't stop him from trying to get a hit on the little ninja. He punches once, and she in turn stabs him through the hand almost cutting it right down the middle.
He backed off as all of us re-grouped. His army was out, his partners were down, looks like it was the end for his operation. ''Do you know what you've done?''
''Save the day and stomped your ass for good measure'', Hit-Girl smirked as she alone advanced on him.
And like a big baby, the guy crawled away from her pleading for mercy and forgiveness. ''Please, this wasn't my idea. We were hired by someone, take it out on him, just please let me go. Show me mercy! MERCY!''
She stopped in her tracks; her fists clenched so hard her knuckles could probably break and blood would burst from her veins. She breathed in heavily, at first it looked like she was going to spare him, until she spoke in a broken voice, ''I don't have any in me!'' She then pulled out a large double sided blade, ready to end it (not that I could stop her from doing so anyway).
Luccon pleaded with so much emotion he was in tears now, but that didn't stop Hit-Girl from swinging that blade so fast the damage was late coming. Only a moment or two past before blood gushed out of Luccon's neck and his head flopped back before falling clean off his shoulders (maybe clean isn't the right word in this situation). His body slumped to the ground, quiet except for one last burst of blood bursting from the neck and along the ground, as well as the head rolling over a few times.
Just when I thought I couldn't see any more gruesome deaths, what with Jack the Ripper falling a couple of stories onto metal pipes or Black-Ops being blown to smithereens. Hit-Girl bended her bladed staff in half and placed it back behind her utility belt.
''Is she going to be okay?'' I asked.
''She's dealt with this loads of times. Its anger she's feeling'', Eradicator told me.
''Why anger?''
Fetale answered for me, ''Imagine the people working for the men, brutally murdered your father showing no mercy, pleaded for it themselves''.
I guess that's reason enough. I wonder how she actually feels with every kill, knowing that it won't bring her dad back, but at least a part of his honor. Still, her father's probably looking down on her now and full of pride. This little girl, not even a teen yet, has led a bunch of the best superheroes I know into a drug's plot that could rupture America and other continents and won.
You know, I don't really care if I don't make my promise and becoming the best superhero ever, as long as I become nearly as good or as strong as Hit-Girl…that's good enough for me!
Sunsets in the states are a lot better than they are in England; I kinda like the orange look to it rather than the purple kinda glow, but it is the one I've mostly grown up to. Anyway, day was drawing to a close by the time we all made it back to the warehouse, battered and bruised but none the less victorious.
''I'm going to enjoy resting after this'', Firecracker groaned.
''You're not only'', I followed up. The rest of the group agreed, the only one who didn't was already making her way out of the warehouse, ''Hit-Girl? You're going?'' I called out.
She looked back at us as she opened the door, ''We've all got a life to get back to numb-nuts. You all did great today, thanks everyone!'' She said before leaving, closing the door on the way out.
Just thinking about how good she is made me smile with pride, never before had I felt so good about being a superhero. Who cares if my friends and I are still the only real heroes in Britain, as long as these guys here do their jobs the world will hopefully be a better place. Thinking about all this made me blurt out, ''Hit-Girl really is the greatest hero!''
The others then burst out in laugher at my comment; I knew I should have kept my big mouth shut. Eradicator was the first to point out her view, ''I don't know about that, unlike you, when I caught into a scuffle with her I proved a good match''.
''Are you kidding me?'' Firecracker said, ''I'm the one doing all the hard work, while her and Kick-Ass swapped taunts and looks at eachother''.
''Hello…'' Ska Boss called out, ''She actually trusts me enough in my abilities to let me fight with her''.
''Bet none of you have saved a movie set!'' American Woman taunted.
''Just give me some time, I'll be better than all of you'', Smasher said pointing to every one of us.
''Whoa, whoa, whoa…'' Psycho Chick shouted for attention, ''I'm the first hero appointed by the government, so that's got to count for something''.
''Hey I saved New York from a nuclear war…'' Liberator said, ''Beat that!''
''I rose from the streets to be a hero…'' Femme Fetale spoke, ''I'm the best underdog there is''.
''Oh yeah…'' I said before I could stop myself, and everyone turned to me…okay, which story should I use? What would be a good one?
''There was this Hungarian Cook…'' Once that came out everyone started laughing again…okay that wasn't the best one to go with.
(3rd Person View)
''Sir…'' A tall man in his 30's at most rushed into the main office, adjusting his tie out of sheer fright due to the news he was about to bring to his boss, sitting at the desk by a large window, ''We have some…bad…something happened with Project Juiced!''
''Let me guess…'' The boss spoke in a surprisingly young voice with a hint of a lisp, ''Superheroes''.
The reporter gulped with fear at what might happen to him for delivering this bad news, ''Yes…sir''.
''Kick-Ass?''
''No sir, it was her''.
''Why am I not surprised! It would take more than that geek to foil my plan and…what of Luccon and the boys?''
''Luccon's…dead, sir. And the others were taking in, they could lead it back to you…''
The boss rose for his chair; that's when the reported yelped uncontrollably knowing he's gone too far. The boss however, simply chuckled lightly, ''Do you know any lawyers that would willingly lead those fucktards back to me?''
''No…no sir! And also, it wasn't just her…she had help!'' He then pulled out photos, each of them different types of photos from newspapers or the internet showing the ten heroes. The boss took his time studying each of them.
''Ah yes, I know them…some more than others'' He whispered the last part as well as cherishing some of the pictures longer than others. His face then turned to curiosity as he saw another photo, ''Except for this one'' He pointed to the only superhero he didn't recognize.
''That's Omega Kid sir!''
''Oh, the Brit! Yeah I remember now'' He smirked before lifting up Omega Kid's photo before scrunching it up into a ball and throwing it to the side, leaving his reporter confused, ''I don't have time to deal with superheroes overseas just yet. I have some buisness in Eastern Europe soon though, so who knows? I may pay this ass-hole a visit soon. But I would rather tackle the more familiar faces first''.
''Yes sir!''
''You may go now!''
''Thank you sir…Mr. D'Amico!'' The reporter said before turning to leave the office.
''One more thing…'' Chris D'Amico called out to his reporter before he had left the room, ''Never call me by my name when I'm doing business''.
''Yes Red Mist''.
''It's not Red Mist you idiot!'' Chris shouted out.
''Oh, then what is your business name…sir!''
''From this point on, call me…'' Chris said with glee as he moved closer to the reporter, the light reflecting showing off his new orange costume with a black cape, his mask now covering the bottom half of his face resembling a muzzle (who do you think suggested Spammible should wear one?).
''The Motherfucker!''
To Be Continued…
Well there it is! Hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. Man, it was so awesome writing this chapter and having so many amazing characters to write about...speaking about that, it's time for ownership copyright stuff...(Takes deep breath)...
Penelope Conway/Purple Eradicator is owned by Splish92
Abby Adriene/American Woman is owned by BrenRome
Isabel Lizewski/Firecracker is owned by redmistroxs
James Hunter/Smasher is owned by ZOMBEHSRKEWL
Benjamin Thatcher/Liberator is owned by Skullhead881
Bethany Daniels/Femme Fetale is owned by PrettyVacant483
Selena Vega/Ska Boss is owned by Praseodymium
Lori Washington/Psycho Chick is owned by AngieGrizz
All of these authors I would like to thank for allowing me to bring in their characters for this special chapter. If the creators of Kick-Ass read fanfiction, they should all deserve to be Kick-Ass spin-offs!
You know, I can't help but feel like I've forgotten someone...someone important...oh yeah...
Mindy Macready/Hit-Girl and Chris D'Amico/Red Mist/Motherfucker are both owned by Mark Miller and John Romita Jnr.
So hope you enjoyed this chapter and eagerly waiting more Omega Kid action. While you're waiting, check out these other stories as well. Power to Kick-Ass fanfiction. Until next time, take care!