Chapter 18: SHIELD, HYDRA, X-Men, and…
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<strong>Chapter 18: SHIELD, HYDRA, X-Men, and…</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">While Benjamin was out with Susan ‘fixing her light bulb’, many forces in the background started to move.
<span style="font-weight:400">SHIELD Headquarters. Triskelion.
<span style="font-weight:400">A certain bald African American man with an eye patch was reading a report that was given to him by Natasha.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Is this motherfucker for real!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Nick Fury couldn’t help but curse a little after reading the absurdness of the report.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natasha smiled and nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">What Fury was reading was none other than a report on Benjamin’s abilities.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fury had long known of Benjamin and Natasha’s rtionship and the two knew that he would ask Natasha once Benjamin publicly announced his powers.
<span style="font-weight:400">Since that was the case, Benjamin gave Natasha his permission to tell Fury what he told her.
<span style="font-weight:400">This can also be counted as a sort of warning to SHIELD who, in turn, will be the ones to warn the government and other rted forces.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘I said my powers are super strength and electric discharge to the public but actually, I have abilities capable of going against you all. Don’t even think of pulling some shit on me.’ -is the underlying meaning of this action.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fury also knew what he meant and seeing Natasha, he knew that ck Widow would also turn on them if they choose to do something to Benjamin.
<span style="font-weight:400">He once again looked at the report and the long list of powers Benjamin had.
<span style="font-weight:400">Super Strength (Boost in strength, speed, reflex, stamina. Can match against the likes of Captain America)
<span style="font-weight:400">Electric Discharge and Invulnerability (Thor-proof)
<span style="font-weight:400">Invisibility (Doesn’t appear in any form of radar or vision)
<span style="font-weight:400">A Symbiote that covers his body (Provides hyper regeneration, bulletproof armor, heightened senses, additional power, freeform armor)
<span style="font-weight:400">Hellfire (mes from hell that can turn him into the ‘spirit of vengeance’. Simr to the one known as Ghost Rider)
<span style="font-weight:400">Minor time control? (Can somehow control time around him to slow down somehow)
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Seriously, what the fuck is this guy?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s a police Captain.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Yeah but why? Didn’t you ask him to join the Avengers?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I did. He said that the Avengers already has enough heroes and he only wanted to look after themon people as a police.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Fury sighed when he heard that.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There’s no such thing as enough heroes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Did something happen?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Natasha noticed his helpless tone and couldn’t help but ask.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fury stood up from his seat and walked over to the window in his office as he looked down on the buildings from above.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you know why Captain Marvel is off-world right now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t it to help others who have been colonized by Kree or something?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not just that. She’s investigating something else as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Investigating? Do you mean…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. Regarding the one behind the Chitauri attack.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Natasha fell silent.
<span style="font-weight:400">She recalled that fateful day.
<span style="font-weight:400">The day when humans finally knew the answer to the question ‘are we alone in this universe?’.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Battle of New York.
<span style="font-weight:400">While it is true that they didn’t suffer many casualties, she knew better than anyone how different the oue would be if Captain Marvel hadn’t arrived in time.
<span style="font-weight:400">It isn’t an exaggeration to say that to countless people, the figure of Captain Marvel at that time was nothing short of a Goddess who descended from the Heavens to vanquish the Demons.
<span style="font-weight:400">They also knew that Loki wasn’t the true mastermind behind the attack and there was a much greater force in y.
<span style="font-weight:400">Captain Marvel left to investigate this before another huge battle erupts.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, Ben said he will still help if the need arises.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s hope he’s as strong as he ims to be then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Fury sighed and looked up at the sky, seemingly searching beyond the stars and gazing at the unknown threat in the future.
<span style="font-weight:400">With his back still turned on Natasha, he spoke.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Have Agent Ward join that EPD of his.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just to monitor him. Be grateful I even let you know at all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Natasha clicked her tongue in annoyance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Understood.”
<span style="font-weight:400">HYDRA Headquarters. Unknown Location.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mr. Pierce, here’s all we have on the target.”
<span style="font-weight:400">A man with white hair and an aged look received the report.
<span style="font-weight:400">This report was none other than Benjamin Freed.
<span style="font-weight:400">The man known as Mr. Pierce took a look at the report for a minute or so.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once he was done reading, he fell silent for a while longer before finally asking.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How is Z’s investigation? This person…didn’t seem to be a target of Project Insight right? Was there an error in his algorithm?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sir, ording to him, the one known as Benjamin Freed is not a threat to HYDRA now or in the future. He insists his algorithm is correct.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And what do you think Sitwell?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Mr. Pierce nced at Jasper Sitwell who had handed him the report.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...I think that whether he is a threat or not, he is still a piece we can use. He seems to be in a rtionship with Romanoff. Perhaps we can use him to get to her?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Mr. Pierce fell silent again and looked back at the report.
<span style="font-weight:400">Suddenly, he turned to a dark corner of the room and spoke.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll leave how to deal with him to you, Ophelia.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Heh. Fine by me. I was just getting bored.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The shadowy figure left without another word.
<span style="font-weight:400">Mr. Pierce turned back to Sitwell and asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And what of the ‘heir’?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...We are still looking for her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Find her. As soon as possible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Understood.”
<span style="font-weight:400">X-Mansion. Westchester, New York
<span style="font-weight:400">A man wearing a visor stood still in front of the TV with a dumbfounded expression.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was none other than the Cyclops, Scott Summers.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...That’s it? Just like that? He announced his abilities to the public?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Scott was confused.
<span style="font-weight:400">What was this?
<span style="font-weight:400">As mutants, they had to bear discrimination all the time when their powers were discovered.
<span style="font-weight:400">All sorts of people keep trying to either detain them or hunt them down.
<span style="font-weight:400">But this Benjamin guy just goes and deres it like that…but everyone is excited?
<span style="font-weight:400">What kind of double standard is this!?
<span style="font-weight:400">Beside him, a red-haired beauty sighed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s because he’s a police officer. Just this fact alone makes themon people feel safer.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Scott frowned and debated.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But we also save people from superhuman threats. The Avengers too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not sure you noticed but the Avengers and us X-Men only move when a huge threat arrives. But every day, small crimes involving rogue criminals with powers also happen but neither groups move to stop them most of the time. The emergence of an enhanced person in the Police force is just what themon people needed the most.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well said Jean. This is indeed the case. It’s not that I or the Avengers didn’t want to intervene with the small crimes, but in doing so, we would be overstepping our boundaries which could lead to moreplications with the government. They will soon think that we are challenging their authority and would resort to various…reckless actions.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Professor.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The red-haired girl, Jean Grey, turned to the voice that spoke and saw a bald man in a wheelchair approach them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Professor X smiled as he pondered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“However…this may be a window of opportunity as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ask Robert if he’s willing to work under Captain Freed. If a mutant joins his EPD, it may be a breakthrough for us and take a step closer to getting rid of the discrimination against mutants. At the same time, maybe Captain Freed could also teach that kid a thing or two.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Jean Grey understood and nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm, I’m kinda interested in meeting this guy myself. But perhaps another time. I’ll go ask Robert.”
<span style="font-weight:400">As she left the room, Scott frowned as he felt something ominous in the future…well, it was just a feeling.
<span style="font-weight:400">He shrugged it off and turned to Professor X.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Any news on the troublesome guy?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nope. I don’t know how he’s doing it but I can’t find him even with the Cerebro.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Sigh, I just hope that guy isn’t off causing more trouble…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Professor X raised a brow at that.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s Deadpool. Of course, he’s causing more trouble.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Abandoned Factory. Unknown Location.
<span style="font-weight:400">A certain man wearing a red spandex and two katanas on his back were riding on top of another man’s shoulders while pointing a gun at his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">In front of him was a TV still ying the press conference showing a recap of the press conference a while ago.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wow! This guy’s got guts!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Argh!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh shut up! I’m trying to listen here!”
<span style="font-weight:400">*Bang*
<span style="font-weight:400">“There, all quiet now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Deadpool wiped his imaginary sweat and got down from the now-dead guy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh shit! I forgot to ask him where’s Francis!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Deadpool angrily shot at the corpse a few more times.
<span style="font-weight:400">He then turned back to the TV and started to scratch his chin. The TV was disying a Benjamin’s photo.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmmmm…He seems like a nice guy. I’ll go ask him if he knows where Francis is.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Suddenly, he turned and looked past the 4th wall of this novel.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right now, you’re all probably thinking: Oh shiiiiiit! Deadpool’sing! Holy chimichangas!”
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh don’t go quiet on me now! The fun’s about to start! I’ll show you who’s the real main character of this novel!”
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh now the author doesn’t know how to end this chapter cause he realized it’s still too short to end it here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: Umm…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shh quiet author! Don’t worry! I gotcha! I’ll write the next part! Didn’t Benjamin go to Susan before this chapter? The people want to know what happens next! Instead, you showed a bunch of nonsense plot!”
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: W-wait! Don-
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahhh! T-there! Yes! Nnnn~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Inside a hotel, Susan moaned loudly while Benjamin screwed her from behind!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …Can’t you at least write it properly!?
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Shhh! We’re getting to the good part!
<span style="font-weight:400">*Ring*ring*
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Oh shit! That Reed guy is calling again! This is going to be interesting!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
<span style="font-weight:400">Susan heard her phone ringing and picked it up to see who was calling without stopping Benjamin.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing as it was Reed, she thought ‘Why the fuck not?’ before answering the call.
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin’s hard-on became even more hard so he kept pumping in that sexy pussy!
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Man, what a fucking scum!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: But we enjoy it so continue!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …Why are you even here…?
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: For the sex scene of course!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
<span style="font-weight:400">The call connected and soon, Reed’s pussy ass voice sounded from the phone.
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: At least write the narration properly…
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Where’s the fun in that?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sue? Where are you? I have something important to tell you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ohh…I’m at the hotel…ahh…haah…with a huge dick in meee~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“This again? Sigh, I know you’re just making this up but it isn’t really nice to hear it all the time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Bruh, even Hugh Jackman isn’t this dumb.
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: Why are you even bringing Hu-
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Shhh! Just continue to read!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahh~! F-fine…I won’t do it again…ahh yes~...”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sue?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Oh…I’m just exercising dear~...mmm…a friend is helping me stretch ah-!...”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, I see. Anyway, can you get home soon? I have something important to discuss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Hah! What a fucking idiot!
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-alright…I-I’ll be there in a- aaaaahh~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you alright? What happened?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-ah…I just came…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I mean, I just sprained a bit…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You shouldn’t overwork yourself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Oh she’s overworking herself alright. With a huge dick inside her!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …Stop cutting in already!
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Shut up Author. Why do you keep cutting in!?
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: I…
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Shhh!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay. I’ll hang up now. Bye.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Bye.”
<span style="font-weight:400">*Toot*toot*
<span style="font-weight:400">Susan looked at her phone, sighed, and shook her head, thinking her fiance is a motherfucking disappointment.
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: It’s not that exaggerated…
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Hey! I’m the one writing here!
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now that the nuisance is gone, hurry and fuck me some more.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you sure? He sounded like he was going to say something really important.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Susan hesitated for a moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well…fine. Just one more round then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">So we’re still going another round in the end!?
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin chuckled and shook his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, he already has her permission.
<span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin lifted her up and inserted his tall dick inside her once more.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahh~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">DP: Oohh~
<span style="font-weight:400">AN: …
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Note: Well...so...that happened... XD
DP: DEADPOOL IS HERE BITCHES!!!