Driving to my destination with dead bodies in the back of the van was less stressful than I would have thought. Hell, killing three people barely bothered me, if it did at all considering I was looking to cause a few more deaths before the night was through. I wasn't sure if the reality of it had yet to catch up to me or if it was something else, regardless I was rather grateful for my continued cool, freaking out would do me no good.

My destination was nothing special, as a matter of fact I had to double check to make sure I had the right place, it was a simple three story apartment building, there were no obvious guards or any signs that it was an Abb brothel, with the van parked a few streets away, I settled to wait for a way in.

That wouldn't compromise my stealth.

An opportunity presented itself when a resident of one of the neighboring buildings opened the door allowing me to slip inside right after him, gaining access to the rooftop was a simple matter of going up the stairs.

Thankfully with these buildings on the same bloc, all I had to do was cross from rooftop to rooftop. When I got to my target I found two guards on either side of the roof keeping an eye out on the streets, I had completely missed them when I checked out the place, they did me the courtesy of not noticing me as I positioned myself behind each of them and ended their lives with a careful thrust of the knife.

Timing and steady hands were incredibly important at this point seeing as the slightest mistake would have meant inflicting a painful wound instead of instant death, as was catching the bodies to minimize noise.

Dragging them out of direct sight of the roof access was more draining than killing them had been...

Creeping down the steps I decided to take care of boss Wang first before cleaning up the rest, with any luck customers would stay busy as I worked, seeing as I wasn't planning on killing them, roughing them up if they tried something? Definitely. Killing them? When I was availing myself of similar, if independent services not too long ago?

Not very likely. I found myself heading to the second floor intent on a particular door without a second thought, the guard didn't even turn my way as I soundlessly approached, the muscles of my arms were burning a bit from all this knife work and dragging bodies business.

It seemed that my instincts had served me right seeing as unlike the other doors I walked by on my way here, the sound of fucking was distinct in its absence. Taking a moment to catch my breath I pulled out a second knife and palmed it just so, my collection of knives had grown quite a bit with all the looting I'd done tonight, I even got my hands on a couple guns as well from the guards up top, nothing fancy but I wouldn't be saying no to free stuff.

Knocking on the door I crouched down and readied myself, it still surprised me how quickly these tussles ended, one moment the door was pulled open, the next I had slammed a knife up into the muscle bound guy's head as I exploded upwards, a step forward saw me pushing the gurgling man into the room, as I registered the wide eyed balding man seated on a nice looking couch watching tv, was that porn?

My hand moved a thrown knife lodged itself into his right eye ending his life before he could do anything, I'd expected him to topple backward or something from how hard I threw the damn thing. It didn't happen, all I got was a jerk of the head and an aborted yell before he slumped down.

This wasn't porn, these guys had cameras in the rooms to record their clients fucking teenagers, blackmail material then, why they didn't bother with cameras elsewhere I didn't know, they couldn't be this secure in their position could they?

Either way I got out of that office with a new addition to my Arsenal, a rather impressive 50-caliber Smith and Wesson, I couldn't really see myself using the hand canon but it looked nice and I'd rather have it than not, as well as few rolls of cash.

Now I just had to go through the remaining thugs, hopefully there wouldn't be too many.

Fun fact, the silencing effects of my ring extend to the sound of me locking or unlocking doors, how did I find out? By locking every John in the room with his whore as I went about my business.

Once every thug was dealt with I called the cops and got the fuck out the way I came, hopefully the dead bodies all over the place, the blackmail tapes and the grown men locked in rooms with teenagers would make Brockton's shitty police department deal with this seriously.

I thought about helping the girls myself but there were too many points of failure with that course of action.

By the time I made it back to my pinto I was completely spent, the girls were huddled together on the backseat and startled as I did away with my most potent stranger power, I wondered how that looked to other people, to me it was a subtle difference in how I held myself and where I stood, but it's effects were devastating, I knew a bunch of dead men that could attest to that.

Taking off my cloak I tossed the thing inside before slipping onto the driver seat, peeling out of the parking lot a moment later. I felt Amanda's hand land on my shoulder and hold on tightly even as her worried babbling filled the car.

"Are you okay? I was so worried! It felt like you were gone forever. I wanted to text you or something but Kim said that could give you away, so I didn't."

"I'm fine and Kim had the right of it, even if it was a pointless worry since I turned off my phone before I got there."

Driving a car with a helmet on was ridiculous but no one even gave me a second glance as I stopped at a red light it was one thing to know something worked and quite another to experience it, better yet the fact it and my outfit hid my skin color allowed me to drive without worry through the nice parts of town while answering Amanda's many questions.

Surprisingly none of them were about what I did or if the situation was dealt with just worried inquiries about my well being, when I mentioned her lack of concern about the outcome of my outing it was Kim who answered, piping up for the first time since I came back.

"She never doubted the fact you'd deal with it, all she's been worrying about was that you'd get hurt."

Glancing at the blonde girl in the rear view mirror showed her blushing brightly, having someone worried about me felt rather nice, I wasn't quite sure what to make of her having that much faith in my abilities though.

Dropping off Amanda at her place I took off again with Kim plopping down on the passenger seat, feeling amused at the casual way the blonde had asked me to give her a call when I got back home safely.

"So, where do I drop you off?"

There was a beat of silence before she answered. "I don't know... I can't go back home, I'd end up in the same situation before long if I did, the money was too good, not to mention my father would sell me again in a heartbeat if it meant the Abb wouldn't try recruiting my little brother..."

A glance to the side showed that she was hugging herself while looking out the window. I knew shitty parents were a thing, but this was fucked up. Her next words were so quiet I almost missed the fact she spoke at all.

"What was that?"

"Let me stay with you." Oh for fuck sake.

"No."

"Please." She put her hand on my thigh and leaned towards me. "I'll make myself useful. I swear. I don't have anywhere else to go."

I started shaking my head again when her hand slid up my thigh and her arms were pushing up her tits quite nicely all of a sudden, when did she even pull down the zipper of her hoodie? "Please! I can't survive on the streets. With my looks I wouldn't last a day before being snatched up again."

Grabbing her hand I moved it away from my crotch only for her to desperately latch onto my arm instead. "Don't you have family elsewhere? I don't mind helping you get to them." She was shaking her head before I was even done speaking.

"I don't, you're the only one that can help. If it's because you're a cape I swear I'll keep it a secret, hell don't even let me go out alone if you need to, I won't mind. I'll cook and clean and do anything you want. I j-just want to be taken care of... please."

The way her voice broke right there at the end... Just, fuck me...

Once inside my Garage I got out of the car and and watched as she hurried to follow after me, latching onto my arm and all but molding herself to my side. Letting out a sigh I led her to where I had set my bed down and took my helmet off.

"This is my place, it's not much-"

She squeezed my arm. "It's perfect! I don't need much I just want to feel safe and this is the safest I've felt in a while." She looked up at me with clear brown eyes filled with gratitude and I just knew she meant every word she said.

Our quick tour of the place ended back at the bed, leaving her to pick some of my clothes to wear I went into the bathroom for a quick shower first. There was surprisingly enough no blood on me, then again I'd been rather efficient hadn't I?

I was already in bed when she stepped out in turn and felt my cock stirring at the sight of her. She was wearing a white tank top of mine that barely reached at her upper thigh and just about nothing else.

It was a feast for the eyes and I couldn't help but take her in as she made a show of drying her long black hair with a towel, her perky tits jostled and bounced under the white fabric giving me an eyeful of cleavage and side boob as she moved around, by the time she was done I was painfully hard something that was clear even from under the covers.

As she slowly made her way towards me I found my gaze going up the length of her bare legs and lingering as the hem of the tank top rose just enough with every step to give me a titillating glimpse of her bare pussy, she slipped under the covers shuffling until her back was flush against my side.

When she started wiggling that bubble butt of hers and grinding it against me I rolled to my side molding her back to my front, getting rid of my boxers freed my hard length and allowed me to push it between her welcoming thighs.

Her breath hitched at the contact and I took a moment to slip a hand under the side of the tank top groping soft tits flesh and tweaking hard nipples.

Her chest started heaving as her breathing picked up, my lips found her earlobe and I nibbled at it as I moved my hips back and forth dragging the length of my shaft against her quickly moistening lower lips, making sure to give a little extra upward push at the end to put more pressure on her clit.

We ground against one another her hands moving over her head to sink her fingers into my hair, her hot pants and moans quickly filled the room as her arousal allowed me to thrust faster and harder.

"Hah~ Hah~ Put it in~" her voice was so full of need and I was so into it that I almost did as she asked. Almost.

I shook my head as finished leaving yet another love bite on her neck. "No protection, I'll get more condoms tomorrow."

She slammed her hips back a few times and started rolling them wildly. "NNgh No need~"

"I'm not keen on being a father." Despite my rebuttal I was threading a knife's edge here.

She shook her head as I dragged out moan left her lips. "Not what I m-meant. I-I'll get some birth control pills tomorrow Mmm~ I want you to enjoy me without a condom getting in the way~"

I sank my fingers into her fat tit and squeezed making sure to put as much pressure as I could on her hard nipple, moved to capture her lips and started slamming my hips into her, making her soft body quake with each and every thrust much to her vocal if muffled delight.

The light spray of arousal splashing against my shaft as she stiffened and then bucked against me almost pushed me over the edge, almost.

"Finish me off with your mouth."

Even fresh from her orgasm she reacted quickly as she moved down her soft lips wrapped tightly around my cock as her head bobbed up and down. Grabbing onto her head I held her still as I finally let loose... That was a good one, I twitched as she immediately got busy cleaning me off with her tongue before slipping away to the bathroom.

I ended up falling asleep with a nice handful of tit flesh spilling between my fingers. I could get used to this...

Week 9

100cp - Warrior: You won't last long in the Red King's arena if you don't know how to swing a sword. Heck, you won't last long is this world period. So here's a decades worth of weapon experience, combat tactics, and hand to hand skills.

100cp - Weapons Armor: Going into battle without weapons or armor is basically asking for death. With this purchase you get a large set of weapons ranging from swords to axes to spears, all in perfect condition. You also get a set of armor that protects your whole body while granting you complete ease of movement.

I woke up to the sound of Kim getting busy in the small kitchen I had setup, she hadn't been around for long but so far I had no reason to regret yesterday's decision hopefully that wouldn't change anytime soon. With nothing to distract me I turned my attention to my picks for the week, nothing had come up to make me change my decision from last week and so I quickly locked onto the Gladiator freebies before dropping the jump with some real regrets... I really hated the fact I needed to push my caution to the point of paranoïa, yes it was necessary for my continued survival in this world considering the various dangers it held, but I just let a palatial mansion with servants slip through my fingers, I was allowed to be disgruntled wasn't I?

On the other hand the decade's worth of various combat skills blooming in my mind just made killing or just beating the shit out of other people much simpler, I knew how to take on foes that were stronger and faster than me, and how best to tackle exotic abilities, with some physical conditioning and the right equipment I could see quite a few ways for me to come out on top if I did end up fighting some of the parahumans in the city.

Unfortunately the weapons I got while of impressive quality wouldn't be enough to tackle every foe out there, they were all of them a huge step up from my Dark Soul sword and newly acquired knives which should be expected seeing as these were all forged to wound superhumanly tough opponents.

The best part was the armor, I was in dire need of some real protection and this set promised full body coverage without hampering my movements, a pity that it wasn't possible to import its properties into my leather outfit, it would have been much more convenient... Maybe I'd find a way to do just that in the future.

For now I would get some food in my belly before getting whatever shopping Kim would need out of the way, starting with those birth control pills...

Picking everything ended up taking way too long in my opinion, I hated shopping and I would have cut our outing short much earlier if it wasn't for how happy the brunette looked as we went through her list. True to her word she didn't go overboard, far from it, if it hadn't been for me picking up some furniture to assemble later I'm sure she would have done without no matter how inconvenient, also I'd rather get as much as we could in one go.

Also unlike what I expected she didn't go for slutty or even particularly sexy outfits, picking warm and comfortable clothes instead, not that she needed sexy clothes to be honest considering yesterday's display and what she ended up buying did look good on her. Then again she was like Amanda the kind of girl that could make just about anything look good...

Looking at her I was struck by the fact that had I stayed home that night instead of going out to pick up a whore this beauty would still be working for those dead men and Amanda with her... Maybe I needed to start going out more often...