Omega Kid

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Kick-Ass comic or film written by Mark Miller, or any guest characters from other Kick-Ass fanfics they are owned by their own writers and creators. However; all rights and characters to Omega Kid belong to me and are owned by me alone. So if anyone wants to ever use any characters or anything else from this story for a special chapter or fic will have to ask first...but don't worry, there's a 99% chance I'll say yes.

Chapter 40: Outnumbered & Outclassed

(3rd Person View)

Heathrow Airport, one of the busiest places in England and quite possibly all of Britain. Tourists coming and leaving, families going on trips or returning home, different cultures of people all gathered in one place in the gate way to the land of tea and biscuits. As a child swung about on the arms of his mother and father, another person walked out behind them leaving the flight and making his way through the airport. And despite the vast number of people in this one place, this person was sure to stand out in any crowd.

A man, tall and lean with a short beard, sideburns and moustache, probably in his early 40's. Wearing black and red ornate clothing with a crucifix pendant around his neck; he was like a Spanish version of Dracula.

His attire consists of a wide-brimmed black hat decorated with a large plume, and a long, open black coat with no shirt underneath, with red, flower-patterned sleeves and collar. He wears light purple trousers held up by a decorated belt and tucked inside overly large boots in comparison to his leg size.

This man could intimidate even the largest of thugs, and that's what he had always counted on. He had nothing with him but a small suitcase that he was carrying in his left hand. His bird like eyes scanning the area around him; taking in the sights of these 'common' people as he would call them…in nice terms that is. He couldn't be side tracked by these petites everyday habits of the people, he was here on business. To quote another famous superhero with sideburns, he was the best in the world at what he does…and what he does ain't nice.

(Back to Thomas's POV)

Well you could say that the past few weeks of my life have been very eventful; with one super villain to deal with after another, a superhero team up, and then a film and comic convention that led to us facing off against some of the most famous villains around. Bet you think nothing coming up can top any of those off, right? Wrong, see, today is a day that comes once a year where Alex, Steph and I do our best to duck for cover and wait for enemy fire to cease. Now, this has nothing to do with villains or gang attacks…I'm talking about Crystal's birthday!

You think she's picky and whiny on normal days, oh boy, you've been lucky not to feel her wrath when it comes to her special day. Back with her parents in America; she can have whatever her little heart desires, but whenever she has her birthday here, nothing the guys and I get her ever suits her taste. Still, lately she hasn't really been picking on Alex and Steph and much as she has done in the past, and there was the me saving her life at her prom, so maybe this year won't be so bad…that just means something else is going to go bad for us.

''I don't understand why I have to dress up for a birthday!'' I moaned as I tried to adjust the collar of my brown smart suit.

''You know what Crystal's like…'' Jenna said as she applied gel to my hair, it does have a tendency to stand up, ''Remember for her 14th, she made you three dress up as cheerleaders. You want a repeat of that?''

Like I have to answer that. Once she finished, she turned me around to double check my suit, ''Besides, you need to make sure this suit is okay. Remember, you've got your cousin's wedding this weekend.''.

''Never thought I'd be more happy to go to a wedding than a party''.

''I'm sure you don't mean that''.

''No I don't, I'm not dreaded this one like I have done the previous ones''. And the weird thing was that was the truth. I do not actually hate the idea of going to this party; sure it'll be nice to have some time off from crime…how many times have I said that, and it leads to us getting attacked?

Jenna continued while I was wrapped in my thoughts, ''Is that because thanks to Alex and Steph, the others are allowed to come…including Rachael''.

''Why are you always so suspicious that me and Rachael have done it?'' I asked.

''There's alcohol at the party!''

''We don't drink!''

''Like you don't share a room? Remember your little trip?'' She's never going to let me live that down.

''We weren't doing anything, we still had our clothes on for Pete's sake''.

''You don't have to have your clothes on to…''

''LA, LA, LA, I'm not listening!'' I shouted and ran off covering my ears while she laughed her head off. It was cool that I could talk to Jenna about this stuff and not have to be embarrassed about it, but sometimes she was too suspicious that we were getting…heated. Anyway, enough of that now, I have a party waiting for me.

''The name's Columbus…'' Alex said as he raised his sunglasses a little, ''Alex Columbus!''

''Who are you talking to?'' Steph asked him, and you can guess what his answer was from his loving older brother.

''Shut up, I'm practicing!'' He shouted back followed by a slap. He then turned back to the mirror, and tried a few more poses like he was surrounded by paparazzi. While Rachel, Steph, Stella, Megan and I all watched on from the sides, we'd all meet first and then arrived at the bros house to pick them up, as they would always take the longest to get ready. I know, doesn't make sense, but this is a party where there could be more girls than guys, so they weren't going to leave until they were as they called it 'wanted men'.

''Okay I'm stuck, what are you trying to do?'' Stella asked.

''Once the babes get a load of this, I'll have to be calm to sort out times between them'', he replied.

''Sort out times between them?'' Rachael questioned, ''Don't you already have a special lady?''

Hearing that, Alex stumbled over his own two feet and nearly broke the mirror, ''No, no, that…that…um…I'm working on the Chloe thing, okay? I just need to get my mojo back, need to regain my confidence. This is only a little stumble''.

''If you don't ask soon, someone else will'', Megan pointed out.

''Are you trying to imply something!'' Alex pointed at her.

''No''.

''Good, don't worry guys, I've got a plan!''

''That's what we're afraid of'', I joked.

''Oh that's so funny I forgot to laugh!'' Alex said sarcastically, ''Anyway, what did you get Crystal?''

''A watch'', I said blankly holding up the little box in my hand.

''A watch? That's it?'' Steph said puzzled.

''Not like anything else I would have got would have made her happy''. The two brothers shrugged as they agreed with me. I could have spent a hundred times the amount this little cheap budget watch cost, and she'd still want more. Although now that I think about it, maybe I should have at least got something decent for her after all she's been through…even though it wouldn't have mattered.

In case you're wondering, it was a garden party where it was all taking place. And of course, Alex and Steph's back garden wasn't good enough, so it actually took place near Clock-Tower Park. Thankfully, there was a football pitch next to the park; so the guys and I could just drop off our presents to Crystal and quickly make a run for it before we were made fools of for another year in every four. Seeing how big these parties normally are, I wonder how big her ones back home are like.

After half an hour or so of me and the girls trying out the list of food, some of it I've never even heard of until today, Alex and Steph were making their way over to us from giving their presents to Crystal. ''So how did it go?'' I asked.

''Well…she didn't kill us that's the important thing'', Alex groaned as he and Steph rubbed the back of their heads, I swear I could see a lump on both of them.

''What did you give her anyway?'' Rachael asked.

''We decided…that we should do something personal, from the heart for our loving…''

''You two were too cheap to spend'', Stella cut in.

''Shut up, you girls didn't even have to get her anything. You're lucky you aren't on her radar! Anyway, let's see Thomas do better''.

''Fine'', I shrugged, ''If I'm not back in 10 minutes, she's probably already killed me so just go on ahead''.

''You've dealt with villains in mecha-suits and armies of gang members…'' Rachael said to me, ''I'm sure you can handle one spoil girl''.

''Ha!'' Alex laughed, ''You don't know Crystal, she's a female version of Kratos!''

''Thanks for the confidence boost'', I smirked at him as I made my way over to Crystal. She would normally be by the main reception, talking with her friends about rich girl stuff. So I was quite surprised when I saw that she wasn't there. I looked around a bit; she's normally not that hard to find, she'd always wear the most glamorous dress that would shine so brightly that it could blind you on a sunny day.

So I was even more surprised when I finally caught sight of her near the trees wearing a long black silk dress; don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with it, and she looks nice in it, but it's just not usually her style…hold on, did I just call Crystal nice looking again? Anyhow, I made my way over to her; when she caught sight of me making my way over, her expression didn't change. ''You okay?''

''Just not in the party mood'', She replied bitterly; good think I'm use to that.

''It's your 18th, that's got to amount to something…''

''I'm lucky I'm even seeing my 18th!'' She yelled in my face before backing off and wiping some tears that were forming in her eyes.

''You're not still upset about the prom thing?''

She sighed and then looked me in the eye, ''Truefully, I sometimes wish that bastard killed me''.

''What? How could you think that? Never think that!''

''Why not!''

''Because this is your life, you can't just say you don't won't to live it anymore…''

''You call this living?'' She interrupting, her voice breaking again, ''Ever since that prick Ryan dumped me…and then was killed, people have stopped hanging around me…''

''Maybe they just thought you needed some time to get over Ryan's death…'' I started but never got to finish as Crystal yelled again.

''They left me when Ryan was cheating on me, I wasn't in the in crowd anymore''.

I felt like just punching a tree down now, maybe all the trees in the park after hearing that. ''Hold on, Ryan dumped you, and they stopped hanging around with you why!''

''He was most wanted, which ever girl is with him is in the in crowd''.

''What kind of stupid in crowd is that!'' I shouted in disbelief.

''You know, I thought that maybe I don't actually have any friends. I didn't have to worry about them drying my bank; I would always be wealthy thanks to my mum and dad. But it's just because I was with him…what kind of life is it, when there's no one there with you?''

''You have friends!''

''Name me one, go on then!''

''Well I don't know anyone so I can't, but I can say two…Alex and Stephen!'' She just chuckled, but I wasn't taking this, ''What? You think just because you slap them around they don't care about you, well they do, they care about you!''

''That's only because I'm their cousin. If I wasn't related to them, they wouldn't give a damn!''

''I'm not related to you and I…I care…a little. I care'', I told her. There was no point in acting shy or getting stick from the others later, she needs some help and I need to give it to her now more than ever.

She calmed down a bit, her eyes looking down at the ground. I have a feeling that this conversation was over now, she didn't want to argue about this anymore and neither did I. I turned and decided to make my way back over to the others, until I realized the whole reason why I came over to her, ''Oh yeah, happy b-day!'' I said as I handed her the box. She opened it and took out the watch, ''It's not the best I know, I've been kinda busy with…stuff''.

''I've actually already got one like this'', she muttered. Well that was a waste of money then…or maybe not, cause I got a right old shock when she put it on her arm, ''But this one is more thoughtful…so thanks''.

''Um…no worries, I would have got a better one, but like I said I had stuff to do''.

''Your karate?'' She half joked.

''Something related to that'', I blurted out before I could stop myself. Saving myself from anymore interrogations, I turned and walked off quickly before another word could be spoken. Well that's not how I expected my gift giving to go at all; hopefully I proved my point to her and she won't try anything stupid. It's sad what she's gone through, after hearing that, it makes me think that I'm the first real friend she's had. Friend? I'm her friend? And I actually want her to be my friend? Oh God no, please don't tell me I'm…I'm…I'm actually crushing on her?

No, there has to be some mistake. Just a friend, that's all. I have a girlfriend already; Rachael is everything I could ever dream of, smart, kind, thoughtful, loyal and beautiful. Phew, just thinking about Rachael helps calm my mind. Maybe I'm not crushing; maybe it's just me wanting to be Crystal's friend. I've got Rachael, I couldn't ask for anything better.

''So how did she take your present?'' Alex asked as he practiced his football skills with Stella and Steph.

''Well in your words, at least she didn't kill me!'' I called back; it was the only answer I could give without the chance of them asking more questions. I sat down next to Rachael and Megan and just watched as the three showed off their skills. Alex had improved a lot since his crush with Chloe flared up and he'd wanted to join the team…I think he would do well, except for one problem. And that showed when Stella caught up with him and tackled him fairly…he had almost no stamina.

''You okay?'' Stella asked.

''Just tired''.

''You've only been playing for 15 minutes''.

''That's actually good time for him'', Steph said.

''Shut up, if I wasn't tired, I'd come over there and slap you'', he threatened although it didn't work well when he was out of breath. Whenever he was fighting criminals or chasing down thugs he was okay, but whenever we played football he'd grow weak and tired so quickly. Probably adrenaline rush or something, he just never lasts long.

I was about to make some sarcastic comment when another voice does that for me, ''I would have thought you could do better than that!'' We all turned expecting some kind of attack; however we all backed down as we saw Hood approaching us in full costume.

''Hood, what's up?'' I asked.

''The shit has really hit the fan now!'' He commented back. And when he came closer I got the smaller details of his costume, such as the holes ripped though as well as blood stains and dirt marks on it. As well as how bow being slightly damaged, ''You guys need to suit up and help''.

''We don't have our costumes'', I told him.

''Really?'' Megan called out to us as she unzipped her bag to reveal all of our costumes inside. If she and I didn't already have girlfriends, I would kiss her.

Stella hugged her tightly as we all pulled out our costumes, ''You're a life saver!''

''I try'', she replied shyly before waving at Hood, ''Hi, I'm Megan!''

''Nice to meet you, you and Rachael better find some place to hide now''.

They both nodded before heading back to the party. The four of us followed Hood down near an alleyway on the other side of the park, as we worked into our costumes I asked him, ''So what's going on?''

Hood stopped in his tracks and watched the streets from where he was standing, as if he was expecting the enemy to roll the tanks in and attack us. We finished changing into our costumes, and then he continued with his update, ''It started about an hour ago, I don't know how they've gotten this many resources. All over the city, there have been gang attacks targeting prisons and breaking through the walls setting free all the prisoners''.

''What?'' I yelped, fear and horror surrounding my whole persona. ''How the hell can there be gang attacks all over the city?''

''I don't know, they've just gone all out. Battle trucks, biker gangs, and individual groups''.

''Is it a war?'' Ultra Kid asked.

''No, it's all being done by one gang…'' How is it possible for one gang to attack the whole city? ''You've faced them before, the Toxin gang!'' Well that answers my question.

''Toxin?'' Viper started to panic, ''No, no, I can't do this. Not against this many!''

''What's wrong?'' Hood quizzed. Looks like the cat was out of the bag now.

''She was…ex-Toxin'', I told him and the others looked at me like I'd gone mad.

Hood stared at Viper, at first I thought he was going to try and attack her, if he does he'll have to go through me first. But instead he just nods, ''Takes a strong person to leave that life behind!''

''Hey look!'' We hear a voice call out. The entrance to the alley was now being swarmed by Toxin's. Hood took out an arrow with a red head on it; I wanted to stop him in case he was thinking about blowing them up, however, the arrow exploded before hitting anything, and clouded the group in red dust. The Toxins then started screaming and falling to the fall, scratching themselves to the point they were almost peeling off their skin.

''Itching powder, don't worry, they'll lose consciousness they won't die!''

''What about the one with the missile launcher!'' Super Kid screamed as a Toxin who was also feeling the effects of the itching powder still ran forward and aimed it right at us. Viper grabbed her bow staff and threw it directly at the guy's chest knocking him back; however, he had already fired it at us. We all ducked as the missile flew above us and exploded into the building next to us.

''If we make it through today alive, I'm considering early retirement'', Ultra Kid commented.

''So what's the plan?'' Hood asked me.

I've never dealt with something this big before, but now more lives were on the line than ever, I can't freeze up now. ''Okay, you and Viper will head towards South London, if there are any trucks down that part, you can trap them in corners and narrow roads before taking out their tires. Ultra and Super will handle North and West, there're plenty of corners there, so any motorcycles coming along will be sitting ducks for you close line moves''.

''Why are you taking east?'' Super Kid asked me.

''Hellrider's normally spotted towards the east side…''

''You're actually going to help that guy?'' Ultra Kid yelled in bemusement.

''We're going to need all the help we can get, and it's closer to where the old Toxin base was so there will be more foot soldiers there, meaning more for Hellrider to kill. I'm not going to let him''.

They all nodded, and with good lucks being passed around we all made out way to our different battle fields. I didn't want all of us to split up; we were better handling Toxin as a team, me knowing that better than anybody. But dealing with a city wide attack, this was the only. Although I had some doubts as to whether I would find Hellrider, my mind just kept playing over and over this is a Toxin attack, so he will be here.

BANG! BANG! A Toxin was going berserk as he opened fire on every single parked car in his sight. He was enjoying himself so much; he didn't notice me sneak up behind him and kick him in the side before punching him on the back of his head, knocking him out cold. Two more Toxins spotted me, and chased me down with baseball bats.

I skidded over a car as they both swung their bats for me, but could only reach half way over the car roof. I jumped back on it, and slid right on top of them, kicking them right in their jaws, surely knocking out a few teeth. This is now the fifth street where I've had to stop and take out stragglers nowhere near a prison, or at least one that hasn't been broken out of already. There just seemed to be no motive to all of this, that's not like Toxin, they're always calculated and have a want. Not today, this was just random.

Next to me, some large thug approached me holding a knife and smiling deviously at me, ''You put me in the slammer! Now I'm going to have my…'' BAM! BAM! I punched the guy twice in the gut, kneed him in the face before jumping up and kicking him back down to the ground. He tried to reach for his knife again, but I grabbed him around the head and flipped over so his face would slam into the road and putting him down for the count.

That was another thing; they weren't just doing all of this to help other Toxins that have been imprisoned. They were just blowing them up and letting anybody escape. They wouldn't do that either, Marcus may be a big brute, but he's not stupid and short minded. He knows that Toxin have enemies as well, and realizing this many prisoners would do them more harm than good. Something's up.

Behind me, a Toxin comes flying out of an alleyway and lands on the ground motionless. I go to check him and get a gut wrenching sight as his face is almost bashed in through his skull. I don't need three guess to know who did that. I ran into the alleyway and after reaching the point where the sun couldn't shine, I saw the place littered with Toxin bodies, some dead some alive all broken apart. And there was Hellrider holding the last one standing by his throat.

I charged forward and kicked the Toxin out of his hand, ''You just never learn your lesson do you?''

''I could say the same about you!'' He said. He looked around, at first I thought he was checking to see if there were any more Toxins until he started laughing and holding his staff at me, ''You don't have your bodyguard with you now do you?''

''It doesn't matter, the whole city is being attacked by Toxins, we don't have time for this little vengeance seek you have for me!''

''For once I agree!''

I stared bug eyed at him with my mouth open looking like an idiot, but I had a good reason to act like that after hearing what he'd just said, ''Huh?''

''Believe it or not, I want to the Toxins dead more than I want you dead. So, it's your lucky day''.

''Don't think I would consider this my lucky day with the whole city being raided, and you're not killing anyone!''

Hellrider rolled his head and gave a heavy sigh, ''You're still giving me the pacifist bullshit?''

''I told you I'm not a pacifist, I'm also not a murderer!''

''Did you write that on the Ripper's grave too?'' He taunted. I really just wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but there was no time. I was about to make my way out of the alley, until he stopped me with his bow staff and forced me to look at him, ''I understand now, you think you're the real superhero here don't you''.

''Well if I'm being compared to you, not much competition''.

''You just don't get it; justice doesn't work like it does in all the comics and shit you read. This is reality, and reality is there is no justice in this world anymore, other than those who know what needs to be done''.

''You think you're the personification of justice? Hate to disappoint you…''

''This is a screwed up world!'' He shouted in my face, ''There is no justice alive anymore. You could kill as many people as you wish or rape as many women as you can have, but as long as you have the wealth fare and power to back you up, you'll never have to worry about being behind bars''.

''Your over exaggerating''.

''No, I'm telling you the truth. A corrupt politician can order the execution of an entire town, and get away Scott free because of boarder lands different customs. A serial killer could kill and butcher anyone he chooses, but if he claims mental instability, their sentence will be shortened. Or how about I tell you my favourite story? A man owns a store nothing special; however it's a target for some punks to vandalise. The man goes to the police for help, they tell him they'll sort it out, but they do nothing as the punks then burn down the store with the man, his wife and child still inside. Only one of the punks was brought to court…he was set free 2 months later''.

There wasn't much for me to argue with against him, except my beliefs and views, ''I know this world isn't perfect. But if it was what would be the point of us? We have to set an example''.

''Doesn't work like that…'' He cut in, ''You could save every life in the world if possible, the next day the papers will be all about which leader was assassinated to which star cheated on his wife while the heroes are left to be forgotten. Have you seen what happens to the heroes that have beliefs like you? Kennedy, Gandhi, Luther King? They're wasted and forgotten. Because with their beliefs, they can't change the world. They don't exist and yet you keep yammering on about similar things, so tell me, who is the more sane out of the two of us now?''

''Hey boys…'' Someone called out. Hellrider and I turned to see both sides of the alley and our ways out blocked off by a large group of Toxins, ''We just hit the jackpot!'' They all laughed and with good reason to, they had us surrounded. A thought came to my head that we could take them all on, until I realised some of them were packing guns, they were just teasing us. I was probably shake witless, no friends to back me up this time and I doubt any new superhero was going to arrive on the scene and help…oh come on, why does jinxing only work on bad things?

They pulled out their bats and machetes as Hellrider and I steadied ourselves for the battle, this isn't really how I wanted to go out, fighting alongside Hellrider…I'd much rather die on my bed when I hit maybe 82. Three charged at us; Hellrider took two of them with his bow staff, while I blocked the other's punch and then kicked him in the chest.

I punched one that Hellrider was holding back; while he whacked the other with his staff knocking his head against the wall. Two more charged at us; I kicked at both of them, another came forward swinging his bat, which thankfully Hellrider blocked for me. As we took down one, three or four more would charge forward and take us on. Although we took some hits, we were doing pretty well…except we haven't got the ones with the guns yet.

And then lady luck finally answered my call; probably jumping all the way down from the roof, a tall man landed right in the pack of the Toxins. Everyone froze as the man stood tall and orderly. I just thought Dracula seeing this guy; with a black and red jacket of sorts, a large black hat and purples trousers. He had what I could only describe as a crucifix pendant around his neck, and strapped to his back was what looked like a detachable sword.

No one knew what to do, this guy was in the middle of armed gangsters and he was just standing there eyeing them all like a bird watcher studying them. Hellrider leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, ''New friend of yours?'' I just shook my head. I've never seen this guy before, and he's not what I would call an average superhero, I mean he was dressed up fancy but it wasn't a real costume and he wasn't even wearing a mask.

The Toxins soon took this guy as harmless and started laughing at him. One of them even had the courage to point their revolver to his face, ''You lost fag?''

''Foul language when speaking to a superior!'' The guy spoke in a thick British accent mixed with Hellraiser's Pinhead. ''I really don't have the time to deal with these petite squabbles of yours, but you dare threaten Hex, you'll pay''.

''Oh, I'm shaking'', the Toxin mocked sarcastically pressing his gun at Hex's face.

''And now you tamper an elite with your common filth?'' Hex said his voice growing deeper and more threatening. ''Now that you've raised your weapon towards me, I now have a reason to indulge in this meaningless game. Let me see, there are 18 of you. I will not even need a weapon to handle this''.

''Can you believe this guy?'' The Toxin laughed once more. CRACK! Faster than anyone could process; Hex's hand was grappled around his throat, and his head was now spun around in the opposite direction.

''Holy shit!'' I think Hellrider just took the words right out of my mouth. Hex tossed the Toxin to the ground while the others looked on in horror. BAM! BAM! In the blink of an eye, Hex punched two more square in the face and they both went flying back, their noses practically shattered. BAM! He then punched another one so hard; his fist actually went through the guy's stomach.

The surprise and shock now out of the window; three Toxins pulled out their guns and aimed for Hex as he tore his way through the others. I ran up behind them to stop them…however, Hex gets to them before me, grabbing one of them by the arm and pulling it around their own bodies snapping it. The Toxins opened fire on him; he uses the Toxin he already has as a shield, the bullets ripping him to shreds.

Hex leaped up into the air, and slammed both of his feet down on another one's head, smashing it into the ground. The third one tried to reload his gun, by the time he did, Hex was standing calmly in front of him, as if waiting for the guy to shoot him, ''You raise that guy at me, you die!'' He threatened. The Toxin didn't heed anyway, he raised his gun. Before he could pull the trigger, Hex knocked the gun out of his hand and gave the guy a Dragon ball Z beat down with him getting at least ten punches a second leaving the guy drenched in blood before slumping to the ground in a heap.

Hellrider and I were left in awe at what we just saw. In the space of half a minute, some guy jumps out of nowhere and annihilates a whole group of armed gangsters. Hex just stood there, scanning the area again to check his handiwork. I decided to be polite, this was a guy you wouldn't want this guy against you I figured, ''Um…thanks for that…''

''I am not trained for these kinds of pathetic battles'', Hex replied, half speaking to me and the other half almost to himself.

''Man…'' Hellrider said, ''That was badass dude, but we had them right were we wanted them''. I rolled my eyes at his pitiful attempt to big himself up.

''For the both of you to be cornered by these low level scum is quite sad. Disappointing''.

''Hold on…'' Hellrider called out irritated now, ''What did you say?''

''Do not attempt to speak in that tone with me you back water trash!'' Hex snapped.

I stepped between them to stop things from getting out of hand, ''You help us, then shrug us off?'' I questioned.

''You will no longer speak to me, I can practically smell the futility in your voice'', Hex remarked at me as he walked off. Well so much for the Good Samaritan slagging us off like that, but I don't think I can really argue with him, he did just save us. However, Hellrider didn't seem to share the appreciation as he ran forward and charged at Hex.

''Hellrider don't!'' I shouted and ran forward to stop him. But it was too late; Hellrider swung his staff at Hex, who effortlessly dodged BAM! And then slammed his fist hard into Hellrider's stomach. He fell to the ground hard, clutching his stomach and giving a spine-tingling scream as he vomited blood. I went to check him, rolling him to his side I felt like I would throw up myself…his ribs were cutting through and out of his skin.

''I would have believed the impact to kill him off…'' Hex spoke over me, ''But that'll just mean this commoner will die of blood loss now!''

''YOU BASTARD!'' I yelled at him, ''How could you do that to him? Another superhero!''

Hex just scoffed, ''Don't even compare me to that, we're on different playing fields''.

I didn't have time for this; he needed medical treatment fast, but I couldn't move him without making it worse. And it would take too long for Viper and the others to arrive. Out of other options I turned to Hex, ''You must have some medical skills, help him!''

''Why?''

''What do you mean why? He's dying!''

''He should have thought better before attacking one who is beyond his class!'' Hex muttered as he turned to walk away.

''You do have medical skills don't you?'' I called out.

''What concern is it too you?''

''You aren't listening, help him now, or I will make you help him!''

He stopped instantly, I didn't really think this through at all, but if I didn't act quickly a good (messed up good) hero would die. Hex then started chuckling lightly, really creeping me out. This guy could have me dead any second of his choice. He then to face me; grabbing his pendant, he pulled it apart revealing a little knife with a blade as big as a pea. ''This is the weakest weapon I carry on me, it should be more than enough to defeat you!''

I couldn't face this guy head on like anyone else; I reached next to and pulled out a garbage lid hoping that it would make a decent shield BAM! I was kicked from the side and knocked against the wall. My sides felt like there were being stretched apart and my blood couldn't flow anymore. It was unnatural; this guy had torn his way through the Toxins with no effort, shattered Hellrider's ribs in one punch, and now I was finding it hard to pick myself back up after just one kick. ''What the hell are you?'' I gasped out of breath.

''Someone who does not have time for such pointless bickering, now will you kneel and respect your masters?''

''A man is dying over there, I'm not resting until you help him!'' I charged forward and just went for it, like anything else was going to work anyway. I threw the garbage lid at him like a disk; he slashed it away with his little dagger. I threw punches and kicks at him with every strength left him me, but this guy was a blur, I didn't even seem close to hitting him. No, I have to hit him, at least once; I'm not just going to let him get away with doing this…

BAM! My heart stopped…literally. It wasn't a punch, more like a five finger stab around the outline of where my heart is. Just him holding his hand there stopped me from moving forward, or making any kind of movement at all. I couldn't breathe, and my head felt like it was just going to pop. He then pushed his hand forward and I went flying back; despite all the pain I was in, all the agony I felt, at least I could breathe again, this guy has some knowledge about pressing points.

''Attack once more, and I will keep your heart from beating again!'' Hex threatened. Determination or stupidity, or maybe a mix of both forced me to stand back up on my own two feet weakly. Hex's eyebrows rose slightly in puzzlement, ''Why do you still try to fight in a battle you can't win?''

''I don't care if I beat you, I will make you help my friend!'' I said defiantly at him. He looked back and forth between me and Hellrider, still coughing and dying on the ground behind me. I was expecting another attack, until he grinned and placed his knife back in his pendant around his neck. Was he going to end it now? Could he at least give me a last request?

''Very well, your friend will live for another day!'' He said slyly to me as he walked over to Hellrider. I went over with him, mostly to stop Hellrider from attacking while he was being helped. After a quick inspection, Hex quickly pushed all of the rib bones back into Hellrider. All the while, Hellrider's screams filled the streets of London.

After a few agonising minutes, Hex ripped off a bit of mine and Hellrider's costumes and wrapped them around the wounds stopping the blood from flowing anymore. ''As long as your friend chooses his battles more wisely, he shall continue his life. But I doubt you commoners will last, so we won't be meeting again!''

''I hope so, what kind of hero are you anyway?'' I got out before I could stop myself. I feared he would now shatter my ribs; instead he gets up and walks away, but not before shouting back at me, ''One you shall never compete with!''

Dusk approached and the Toxin attacks had now halted, thank God, I doubt I could handle my sister at the moment, let alone more gangsters. I called the others and we were to meet in the usual place near Comic City, and boy did we have a lot to talk about when they saw me coming over holding a wounded Hellrider in my arms.

''What happened?'' Viper asked us.

''Took the beating of our lives, that's what happened!'' Hellrider commented.

''No kidding…'' Ultra Kid agreed. ''Toxins all over the city, it was intense!'' And it looked it. Everyone's costumes looked ripped to shreds, and blood covered their faces and arms. Hood had practically no arrows left, and Viper's bow staff was slightly broken apart.

''There was something not right about all of this'', Hood said.

''What do you mean?'' Super Kid asked.

''The whole attack. The Toxins just weren't themselves; I don't think Marcus planned this. It was just pointless in their retrospect. They just released some prisoners, that's it!''

''Maybe it was to get us?'' Ultra Kid suggested.

''No, this is too unorganised'', I said.

''Well they certainly showed they wanted us dead, what happened with Hellrider? Couldn't handle a few gangsters?'' He mocked.

''I wasn't done by Toxin you faggot!'' Hellrider replied harshly.

''Toxin didn't do this to you? Who then?'' Viper asked us as she checked our wounds in particular Hellrider's broken ribs, ''Jesus, you're lucky to be alive!''

''We were cornered by a group of them, then this superhero came out of nowhere and killed them all. Then did this to us''.

''One guy?'' Ultra Kid questioned.

''You didn't see this guy; he was above anything I've ever seen before. Even Jack the Ripper wouldn't have been able to keep up, I think he said his name was Hex?''

The sound of Hood's bow hitting the ground echoed around us; his face paled under his green hood and his hands were starting to shake violently, ''What did you say?'' He asked me with urgency.

''His name is Hex, he was wearing like this black and red coat, black hat, a cross pendant around his neck…''

''Viper's right, you're lucky to be alive!''

None of us took our eyes of Hood now, Hellrider was the first to make this point quite clear, ''You know him?''

''Not personally but…he's quite an underground legend. I think I better start at the beginning…'' He took a deep breath and stared at all of us with great worry and fright, as if uttering this story was taboo, ''The world isn't just divided with Superheroes and Super villains, there's more to it. Hex is technically a Super hero, but literally on another level…a Supreme Hero!''

''A what?'' I asked.

''If you could compare an ordinary superhero to a Saiyan, then Supreme Heroes are Super Saiyans''.

''Hold on, what the fuck is a Super Saiyan?'' Hellrider asked, but we just ignored going into that debate as Hood continued.

''They are the next level; heroes that fully commit to their work. They train vigorously for their whole lives, no personal attachments, no chance of settling down, the perfect heroes…well in training respect. They've got egos as high as they death count; they only deal with assignments such as political scandals and potential war fall outs, you're lucky he was dealing with something as small as a gang break out. And from what I've heard, Hex is probably the best there is''.

No way, I had a scuffle with the best superhero in the world? Too cool!

''But what's the difference? I could just call myself a Supreme Hero'', Ultra Kid pointed out.

''If you do that, they'll hunt you down and kill you for treason''.

''Never mind''.

''From what I've heard, you have to go through some kind of tests to become a Supreme Hero. I've only picked up small details''.

''There's more?'' I asked him.

''You bet, all in different parts of the world. Thomas, trust me when I say you should never cross paths with them when they're on duty. You make enemies with one, they will become your worst nightmare made into reality''.

''You hear that Hellrider?'' I said sarcastically to the battered hero. And he replied by giving me the middle finger. Still, the little joke can't take away the seriousness of this; I've just met a hero that outclassed me in every way possible. And I thought Hit-Girl was tough, this was on a new level of intensity, looks like I won't becoming the greatest hero any time soon after all.

''Wait…'' Viper called out, ''If Supreme Hero is the next level for Superhero…what's the next level for a Super villain?''

''You don't want to know'', was all Hood could give us. And I think that's all I want to hear at the moment.

(3rd Person View)

The body was thrown against the wall once more for good measure. The man could practically drown in a pool of his own blood, but he wasn't giving that privilege as Marcus, leader of the Toxins now, grabbed him by the head and hoisted him up, showing no mercy despite the man being Toxin as well, ''Now tell me, why did you send our troops to attack prisons?'' Marcus asked, his patience wearing thin.

''We were giving orders…''

''Giving orders to pointlessly go about and attack random prisons, helping our cause in no way whatsoever? We've lost a lot of good people tonight because of that, now you will tell me why you sent them out, and who gave you the right to do so!''

''I don't know…'' The Toxin chocked, ''We received a code''.

''That's impossible!'' Marcus shouted as he lost control and started crushing the neck of the helpless in his giant hand.

''23…11…10…03…09…'' The Toxin started referring the code right before Marcus's eyes. In pure anger and disbelief he throws the Toxin to the ground before pulling out a gun and ending it BANG! BANG! BANG!

''Someone collect this traitor!'' Marcus yelled. A couple of other Toxins came over to remove the body from Marcus's sight. The Hulk like man was now in deep thought; someone knew Toxin secrets and forced them to lose good men in a stupid and blind attack on the city…what for?

That may just be half answered; on the other side of the city, Lea Karee wondered around, lost and confused. But by no means defenceless as she held the baton she found on the street in her hands. She was on the brink of tears, she had no clue what to do now, she had nowhere to go back to, no family or friends…she was all alone.

''Helló?'' A voice called out. Lea turned sharply and aimed her baton at the man speaking behind her, a real Gordon Ramsey look alike, even had the cook attire, ''Egy kis lány, mint te nem is értettem meg itt egyedül!'' The Hungarian Cook said.

Lea tried to give her cheerful smile, ''I'm sorry I don't speak French. So you won't be any help, I was meant to go somewhere, I had orders but now I don't know where…and I got it from a Fortune Cookie…before that rat Thomas let me get caught!'' Lea screamed in fury and started smashing her wooden baton against the wall until it snapped in half, that's when she broke down in a flood of tears.

''VAGYON süti?'' Cook asked as if he knew what she was talking about. Then he confirmed it when he pulled out his fortune cookie slip, cheering Lea right up.

''Oh my God, you got it too!''

''So that must mean you're the new recruits!'' Another voice spoke out. The two turned to see Volos walking out of the shadows.

''Why are you dressed as a cow?'' Lea asked trying to hold back a laugh.

''I'm an Ox, that's what my name Volos means. Anyway, if you're lost, follow me I know the way!'' Volos walked on ahead, with Lea and Cook picking up the pace behind him. It didn't take too long for Volos to lead them into a large abandoned factory; the machines were still inside, but were long cold and dead. This didn't help Lea's mood one bit, she was scared to her wits end.

''VOLOS!'' A voice screamed. From the floor above, Hunter jumped down and her and Volos embraced in a competitive make out battle, ''So how was work? Ha, ha, ha!'' She started laughing as Volos got a little too intimate.

''Hunter please…'' Pyro spoke as he, Cryo and Bulk all followed her down to the ground level through a flight of stairs, ''We have new members of the team to make feel at home''.

''Team?'' Lea asked.

''Oh yeah, the best there is. And don't worry girl, I'm sure you'll do alright''.

''That's enough of your sexist quibbles!'' The Judge shouted down from the first floor. As he got to the edge, the others could see he was pushing someone along in a wheelchair, a very old and frail man possibly in his 80's or even 90's. Hospital gown and all, with a breathing apparatus nestled around his mouth and neck. To Lea, this was probably someone's granddad, but to the other members, it was their boss…the Fortune Cookie.

He took it off to address the villains below, ''You have all be brought together for a reason, we are going to show the world that we can save the world in our own way. But the heroes out there are stopping us from doing so. Alone, you are weak…but together, we are strong and shall change the world''.

''Do we get a name?'' Pyro shouted.

''What?'' Judge asked.

''You know, like a cool super villain team name. Like Sinister Six''.

''There's eight of us!'' Volos snapped back at him.

''How about Team Henry!'' Hunter yelled randomly, earning looks off everyone else, ''I like the name Henry. There was a King Henry, he executed all his wives…he could have been a friend of yours Pyro!'' Hunter giggled.

''Ha, ha, genius…'' Pyro smirked sarcastically, ''But back to horn boy's comment. Yes, there are eight of us. So I think we should from this point on…go by the name of…The Hate Eight!''

To Be Continued…

So the villains have banded together to create a Super villain team, can the heroes stop them? And at what cost? And now we know that there is still another level of superheroism that the group don't know about, will this be the first of many encounters with Hex? And will they meet anymore Supreme Heroes? You'll have to wait and find out. Also, the term Supreme Hero is owned by me, just as is the next level of Super Villains which I will reveal in due time. Until the next chapter, take care everyone, and thanks for reading.