Chapter 5

Dr. Evo kept a close eye on the brothers. They were barely awake for five hours, but already they were out of bed, walking around and wanting to take in the world. There was a problem when they woke. Clothing. The hospital gowns he had off hand weren't enough to cover them. The brothers however improvised as they took two of them and tied them together around their waists. Loincloths weren't the least bit appealing, yet it kept them covered. Evo kept note after note on their behavior, reactions and also made certain to monitor their intake of information.

"They appear to be aware that they are out of place in the world for the moment. I will be introducing the Neo Heroes concept shortly, however must phrase it so they are accepting of the idea…" he jolted down on pen and paper. With that he tucked the notes into his pocket. He allowed the brothers to wonder the sparring room that was connected to their hospital wing. They were marveling at the walls and pristine floors when Evo walked in.

"Whoa, this is rather techy isn't it?" asked Knuckle.

"Top of the line in fact." Stated Evo. "Now then, I wish to ask you two something. You will probably not recall, but there is a job offer for you from those who have taken care of your medical bills and needs." He explained.

They froze. Street was confused. "Take care of? Someone paid for all of our medical bills?" he asked.

"Indeed, the Neo Heroes." He explained.

"What? I thought there was that other organization starting… Heroes Association or something?" asked Knuckle.

Evo nodded. "There is, but it is in shambles due to the corruption going on. We have started a new one, free from all of that. You were on the top of the list to be recruited in all honesty. Which is why I ask, would you like to join them? They protect the world from monster attacks, quite frankly, they could use those who are experienced in the field to train and help the others."

Street thought it over, Knuckle laughed. "Train, nah. We're on the front lines!" he protested. "We don't let others do OUR job, WE do it!"

"Understandable, but, in doing so, can you train others to fight like you?"

"That… isn't really possible." Street explained. "You see Doctor. Our family has been doing this for generation, so much so it's in our blood. What we do, is mainly instinct alone! It can't be trained into another person. We can show how we fight, however it won't be enough to help them take down a monster."

"I see, secret family technique?" Evo asked with a grin.

"Not in the least bit!" laughed Knuckle. "Look at us, look at our bodies!" he insisted.

Evo nodded, they are large men, only a foot and a half shorter than Raiden if he were has to guess. They stood as giants, if anything the brothers were built like those in the strongman competitions. Their arms and legs are thick and powerful with muscle tone, yet it was their cores that became deceiving, they appeared to have rather round bellies of sorts. "Our bodies may not look like much, but they can take a hit to say the least. We come from a family of strongmen, this here, our core…" Street explained as he patted his stomach, despite the look of it, there was muscle tone in it! "We may look fat, but we aren't all fat!"

"I see that, but still, there is nothing you can teach others?"

"We don't really have a style. All we do is go in and bash them until they stop moving really." Said Knuckle.

"Fair…" Evo muttered. "But, would you still join the Neo Heroes?"

They exchanged looks. "Well, I don't have anything else to do." Said Knuckle.

"They did take care of us when we were out in a coma, it's the least we can do. Okay, let's give it a try and see what these guys are doing and beat the hell out of some monsters!" announced Street.

"In due time gentlemen, in due time, you just woke up for goodness sake!" Evo said and tried to settle the two who were already excited to go into the outside world once more. "We first have to prepare you, after all, things have changed… and those hospital robes you are in are not leaving much to the imagination…"

#

Accel and Raiden were watching from above. The two Brawler brothers stood alive and well. "How do we explain this to the masses?" Raiden asked. "I cannot help but feel someone just played God here."

There was no response from Accel, at least, not at first. "We need them now more than ever. Our legions are growing steadily, however there are many with little to no experience in the matter of fighting monsters. I have tried to recruit those from the Heroes Association once again since the organization fell. However, the said that they already have work lined up." He paused. "An informant has told me, the daughter of Garou is making her own Association as we speak, yet she has kept rather quiet on the whole situation."

Raiden snickered. "A monster making an organization to fight monsters. Pathetic if you ask me, it's a trick isn't it? Make people believe they are on their side then strike them down when they least suspect it?"

"They must have learned from their father's mistakes." Accel said as he walked away from the window. "Garou bided his time, that was certain, yet he strike when there was opportunity. This would have been the time to strike against us if they saw fit, we are still budding, our numbers are great and yet the talent isn't quite up to expectations. I have little doubt in my mind, if the so called Human monster wanted to strike us down, he could do so alone without the help of his family…"

"You give that bastard too much credit!" scolded Raiden.

"Do I?" Accel asked. "Consider this, every time we have witnessed him take down a monster, it was effortless. He barely moved and merely lashed or struck it once before killing it! Tell me, is that natural for a monster that took out five of our recruits to fall in a single blow?" Raiden froze. He turned away shamefully. "There is rumor of one that can do just that, one that not even Garou can defeat. I heard Child Emperor speak of a man. He said this one hero brought Garou to his knees… we need him as a trump card."

"What is his name?"

"Last I heard, the Caped Baldy. Yet when he was accepted into the S Class, he became known as Saitama… Saitama Dragonslayer."

#

Elsewhere.

"Mmmm… so… goooood"

The family merely watched on as Saitama was brought plate after plate of food to sample. So far nothing has been refused, nor has he complained about the meals. Alley constructed drones to cook, and was making sure they were up for the task to say the least.

"You're not picky are you?" Garou asked.

"Like you're the one to talk about picky eating," snickered Melee.

Garou rolled his eyes as Saitama finished the last plate. "It's all good, I wish there was hot pot thought…"

"Hot Pot can be made upon request," stated the drone. "Does Saitama require a hot pot meal?"

"Cool, it knows my name," he said. "Let's see, yes. I require a hot pot meal, ensure there is nappa cabbage in there, and plenty of meat."

"Request accepted, meal shall be prepared at once." The drone left as Snek rolled his eyes to it all.

"Must be nice to have something make you a meal. I still go to go out and strangle mine!"

"Come off it, you enjoy doing that!" snickered Goliath. "Besides, we'll go out later, I'm starting to get hungry."

"You're always hungry." Said Melee.

It wasn't long until Saitama's meal arrived, and Alley returned with a newly repaired Genos. "That didn't take long," she announced, yet sighed. "But I think I over did it…"

Suiryu was concerned. "Overdid what?" he asked. She revealed her second set of arms, yet was unable to hide them like before. "Oh…" he said, but then smirked. "So… how can we use those tonight?"

"Oh God!" cringed Pac.

"Not in front of the kids!" protested Draven. "And I'm still a child technically!"

"What's Suiryu talking about?" asked Eclipsa.

"He's talking funny again to Alley," muttered Akira.

"He talks funny a lot, especially when he starts hugging her." Said Luna.

"Ratted out by the trips…" Suiryu sighed. He smirked it off thought. "Guess I'll have to be more careful with what I say around here…" Yet he slinked a little closer to Alley and caught her off guard with a surprise sweep off her feet!

"Suiryu! Not here!" she protested with a giggle.

Garou sighed. "I ain't ready to be a old fart…" he muttered to Melee.

"Preaching to the choir, you think I want to be called Grandma looking like this?" she asked.

Still, their little public affection was getting out of hand, it was Boros who actually stopped them when he abruptly cleared his throat. "You know, I am quite unaware of the breeding habits of this planet, is it worth observing?"

Instantly the two would stop and stand apart awkwardly. "Nicely done." Whispered Pac.

"Anyway… Saitama, is the food good?" Alley called.

He didn't answer, he was hovered over his hot pot dinner and was inhaling it to say the least. "Master appears quite satisfied with the offerings of food you have provided for him. This is excellent to know he will be well tended to here… that is, if master intends on joining this association." Stated Genos.

"Huh?"

"Well, I am starting the Heroes Association over… but it will be under my guidance. Would you be interested in joining us Saitama? You are welcome as well Genos." Asked Alley.

"So, I could have hot pot, all the time?" he asked.

"Yes…"

"I'll think about it after a few more bowls."

"Where the hell does he put it all?" asked Melee.

#

Amai Mask was seated at a large table, surrounded by men of the government. Before him a contract to be put on a retainer and maintain his hero duties, yet right beside it, another contract. "You are asking me to become a spy…" he stated bluntly. Reaching for a glass of water he slowly drank it as the government people explained the situation.

"We have received a report of one Alley Brawler forging her own association. We do not trust her or that family to maintain the peace for the people of this world! How can we after the human monster rampaged and nearly took the association out on his own!"

He placed the glass of water down and yet thought over their words. He looked between the two contracts before pushing them to the side. "I wish to do neither." He stated. "I made my intention clear once before I wasn't going to be used in this manner. Quite frankly, you are wasting your time here."

"Amai, please, be reasonable. Despite your connect to this family…"

"What… connection?" he demanded. Then, he began to look about the room. They knew something. "You already spoke of it, it would be foolish to deny it all now. What do you know?"

There were brief side glances about the room, before one of the men sighed. "We are aware of your connection to the family, your adopted son Drax who is Snek's son, M Class Dragon. We are also aware of your somehow unnatural arrangement that you are able to turn into the serpent and Snek is rendered human for a month. Not to mention, if there is trouble, you tend to turn to the family before the association on the subject matter."

"What of it?"

"Amai, you are close enough to this family to know what could seem out of place and a threat to all. You can see if something changes within them and warn us ahead of time. We need you to ensure that they don't go rogue on us!"

He thought over their notion, it was plausible on all aspects. But, they are asking him to betray their trust. They have no idea he is doing this right now, he always told Drax he would deny and refuse any sort of contract placed before him by the government. But this one… it has its purpose. It's rational, and yet, he couldn't quite understand, why him of all people?

"I cannot be the only one you have asked to do this, am I?" he questioned.

One person abruptly cleared his voice. "We have spoken with other heroes on the subject matter…"

"And…"

"We are not at liberty to speak of it. Amai, this is for the sake of all of us. As well, if something were to happen to the family, perhaps something beyond their control, you can warn us ahead of time to ensure their safety, could you not?"

He never considered that option.

If someone were to somehow control the family beyond their wishes, he could be able to inform the government of the situation, and prevent them from going into drastic measures. And yet, still, he if is to do this… they insist on his secrecy to it all. He cannot utter a word about it to the family, he will betray their trust.

The more the thought about it, the more he knew what he had to do. With that, he took the contract and signed. The people in the room smiled as he slid the signed paper back to them. "Don't make me regret this." He warned. Standing up from his chair he walked out of the room, yet he felt dirty.

"I better not be used…" he thought, then a notion came over him. He checked his phone and realized something else. "Huh… that's the name of the game too isn't it? Very well…" he left the facility first before he took his phone and made a call. Once he heard the familiar voice on the other end he smiled.

"I need a favor…"