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The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain
Chapter 03: Bunnies and Blackmail
Johnathan Crane (Scarecrow) -
Staring at the letter in his hand, he rubbed his chin as he admired the penmanship of the villain who had sent him such a polite recruitment attempt.
It was far more subtle than the usual threats or kidnapping, a breath of fresh air to see a villain so reasonable.
The subtle threat of having it delivered to his rented apartment while he was sleeping was a delightful touch, designed to induce paranoia and make it clear that this Midas could have had him killed or kidnapped had he wished to.
A lesser cape would have taken it personally, or spouted about the unwritten rules while they fled, but he could admire the act for what it was, a way to establish the power balance between them and make Midas a person to be feared in his head. Really it was delightful to see someone else use it so effectively.
The letter was on his kitchen table, the door to his apartment unlocked (by a key stolen from the apartment block manager's office, as his quick investigation showed), which only helped Midas's well argued points for why he should join up with him.
Dear Dr. Crane,
My apologies for so rudely approaching you outside of your cape persona, but Johnathan Crane is easier to track down than the Scarecrow.
My name is King Midas, a new cape looking to become the one true power in Brockton Bay, and I am hoping to gain your assistance in this mission.
I am an admirer of your work and it has been brought to my attention that you lack the funding and equipment to continue your research into the effect of fear on the human mind. It would pain me to see your research stalled by a lack of resources, or to see you talents wasted in one of the other gangs, the ABB wouldn't take you because you are not Asian, and they are almost as racist as the Empire, the Empire are deluded fools following the rhetoric of a mad man, Coil is an untrustworthy snake, and the Merchants…
Well, they are the Merchants.
I am offering you funding for your experiments, a constant supply of test subjects, and a private lab where you can continue your work.
I don't expect a response immediately, I only ask that you consider all your options before making a decision, as it would be a shame to have to kill you because you joined one of my enemies, or became an obstacle in the future. I won't apologise for the threat, I simply understand the threat your research would pose me should you join one of my rivals.
King Midas, the hopeful ruler of Brockton Bay
Placing the letter down, he started making his breakfast with an approving smile. It held the right mixture of respect and intimidation.
Midas appreciated his talents while making it clear that if he became a threat, he'd show no mercy. It made sense, Midas wouldn't risk him giving his talents to those he intended to dethrone.
He came here to find funding for his research, and take advantage of the chaos of Brockton Bay, but Midas wasn't wrong about his options.
The Merchants were fools, and while they might take him in they'd want him making more drugs to peddle, the ABB would kill him which was a shame since he admired Lung's ability to rule through fear.
The Empire or Coil were his best bets, but Coil put him on edge, and the Empire? Well, villain or not, he had no desire to add a swastika to his uniform. Maybe it was the American in him, but fuck Nazi's.
It didn't change the fact that Kaiser was one of the more reasonable gang leaders, and the Empire's power and wealth meant they could fund his experiments.
Midas was an unknown, but an unknown who had already demonstrated a drive that impressed him. Tracking him down wasn't as hard as he would like it to be, he had no doubt his former employers knew who he was, but the PRT had left him to his devices despite his rather abrupt firing.
He needed security and funding, and Midas may just be able to provide both.
But as with every decision, he had research to do first.
Jaina -
"Okay, the underground lair is fairly impressive." Jaina admitted, she was slightly disdainful when she first saw the warehouse but the underground section was much more impressive, as was the office she was standing in, sitting in a comfy chair before Midas's impressively large desk.
"It's a temporary solution, I intend to acquire a far larger and more impressive base in the near future." Midas admitted, leaning back in his seat as she stared at him.
The entire room had a golden theme, not gaudy thankfully but almost everything had a tasteful golden touch to it.
She was starting to see a pattern.
"Let's just get this over with, why did you bust me out and what do you want from me?" Jaina asked coldly, unwilling to show the fear she was feeling.
She was in a villain's lair, and if he decided to dispose of her she doubted there was anything the White Rabbit could do to save her.
Her power flourished when she herself was far away from the action, which made her current situation very precarious.
"Simply put, I want you to join my organisation. The White Rabbit is an incredibly effective thief, and I want those talents in my group." Midas explained, making her nod. "As for what I can provide, I can protect you which you definitely need after the PRT has shown its willingness to go after you in your civilian identity, and I am willing to negotiate the terms of your employment."
"And if I decide I don't want to join you? If I decide to remain independent?" Jaina asked, making Midas chuckle.
"Then you are free to leave, though I may wish to hire you in the future, and if you steal from me I will deal with you in a rather permanent fashion." Midas said casually, making her scoff.
"I'm not foolish enough to steal from someone who knows my real identity." Jaina agreed.
"But is the Rabbit?" Midas asked, making her wince at the question. The White Rabbit's love of risk had gotten her into this mess, could she say it wouldn't happen again?
If the Rabbit saw his words as a challenge, she could end up dead for her recklessness.
"Ask her yourself." Jaina deflected, calling on her power as she briefly flashed, the White Rabbit leaning on her chair from behind when the light faded, a sly smirk on her face.
"My, my~ it looks like we've been caught, Jaina~ well, you have, I could get out of here easily." The White Rabbit taunted, making her roll her eyes.
"And then you'd vanish because I'd be dead, or forced to dismiss you. Don't antagonise him." Jaina ordered, making the Rabbit scowl.
She couldn't truly control her projection, but she tended to listen most of the time.
"Aww~ fine, I'll play nice." The White Rabbit said with a pout, moving around her. "So, the King wants a pet rabbit? Are you going to put a collar around our neck, keep us chained to your throne, on our knees ready to serve you?" she asked, climbing onto his desk and crawling towards him, making Jaina sigh.
The Rabbit loved causing trouble, and teasing a supervillain was a hell of a way to do it.
"I have no intention of collaring you, no matter how good you'd look on your knees. You're an adrenaline junkie, you'd thrash against any attempts to control you. No I simply want to be able to point your talents in a direction that benefits me. I know you are wealthy, or to be more precise you were wealthy, as I'm sure the PRT has frozen your funds, so I know you didn't steal for wealth. You'll still be able to steal as much as you want, I'm simply offering you protection from the consequences." Midas offered, making The Rabbit smirk as she hopped off the desk, directly into his lap.
"Oh? Did you hear that Jaina, the big powerful supervillain is going to protect us~" The Rabbit teased, turning around as she leaned back against his chest, rubbing her barely covered ass into his crotch. "All we have to do is whatever he wants. Shall I change my colour scheme to a black and gold corset, with 'Property of Midas' tattooed on my tight little ass?"
"That won't be necessary, white and pink looks good on you." Midas complimented easily, making the Rabbits lips twitch.
"It looks better off me, wanna see?" The Rabbit giggled, as Jaina coughed, drawing their attention.
She could feel something hard against her ass, and it was unnerving. That was the worst part about the Rabbit, she could feel everything the Rabbit felt.
Like Midas's erection pressing against her thong-clad ass. It made the Rabbit's nymphomania a bit of an issue.
"I didn't summon you so you could flirt, what do you think? We… might not be able to afford being independent anymore. We'd definitely have to leave the city, avoid anywhere that the PRT has a strong presence." Jaina said making the Rabbit scowl.
"I run, but I don't flee. I'm not leaving the city because the PRT decided to be competent for once. It's too much fun playing with Armsmaster, I don't want to move." The Rabbit whined, resting her head on Midas's shoulder as she pouted. "I guess we have to let the big strong man protect us, and pay him back like the grateful princess we are~ I hope there's a lot of room under that desk, we'll probably be spending a lot of time under it."
"Fine, we accept. The White Rabbit will steal for you, but that's all. " Jaina said bluntly, she wasn't going to let the Rabbit put ideas in his head.
"Aww~ don't listen to little miss prudey pants, I'll do a lot more than steal, ever heard the saying 'fuck like rabbits?'" The White Rabbit asked with a sultry smile, hoping off his lap and immediately bending over his desk, shaking her ass at him.
Despite her reluctance, she couldn't deny she was impressed that his eyes never moved from her face., causing the Rabbit to pout at being ignored.
"Excellent, I'll make sure you never have a reason to regret this, Miss Hudson." Midas said as he rose, moving around the desk and reaching up, her eyes widening as he pulled off his mask, giving her a gentle smile. "Jin Yukimura, sometimes known as Midas, it's a pleasure to meet you and I look forward to working with you."
Returning his smile, she took his offered hand and shook it, grateful for the security of knowing his real name. It gave her a way to hurt him if he turned on her.
That it was completely unnecessary with such an imbalance of power between them, only made the gesture even more meaningful.
"A pleasure Jin, when do we start?" Jaina asked, making him smile.
"I've had my minions make you a private room, let me know if you have any requests and I'll have it adjusted, I want you to be comfortable here." Jin offered as she gave him a look.
"How generous, what's the catch?" Jaina asked bluntly, making him chuckle.
"No catch, I've just found that happy workers are motivated workers. It's leadership 101, if you're happy then you'll be loyal, and that makes me happy. There's a minion outside the office waiting to lead you to your room."
"Ahh, now that I can deal with. Rabbit, get off his desk and come with me." Jaina said bluntly, making Rabbit pout again.
"Aww~ no time for a team-building threesome? Fine~" the Rabbit whined, moving off the desk.
"It's been a long day, I need some sleep and I'll need more clothes soon." Jaina said, making him nod idly.
"I'll arrange for it, go get some rest." Jin said kindly, making her smile back slightly. This wasn't ideal, but it could be worse.
Leaving his office, she followed behind the masked minion to a rather high-class bedroom, it wasn't quite her style but she'd wait a bit before making demands for better accommodations.
She needed to prove she was worth the effort first, Jin was a supervillain after all, and she knew better than to test his patience.
"So, I'm gonna fuck him, you know that right?" White Rabbit added as she jumped onto the bed, bouncing on it like a child.
"I figured as much. Why are you such a slut?" Jaina groaned, making her laugh.
"Because I'm everything you tried to suppress, obviously. Don't worry, I'll tell you all about it~ oh wait, I don't need to, you'll feel it all yourself." The White Rabbit teased, doing a flip off the bed, vanishing as she landed.
Such a show off.
Jin -
Chuckling to myself, I make a note to keep an eye on the Rabbit. Jaina got into trouble because she gave her projection too much space, and too much freedom to do whatever she wanted.
I am absolutely collaring the rabbit, despite my words, I'm just not going to be so blatant about it.
The Rabbit is an adrenaline junkie, possibly a nymphomaniac, and she clearly had a thing for being chased, while Jaina seems far more reasonable and collected, but I can work with both of them.
Opening the research section on my desk computer, I start to look through my many, many options.
As part of the tutorial, I can take one piece of research for free, without the cost or time that would be needed ordinarily, and I already have an idea over what I want.
There's plenty of categories, but the one I go into is simply labelled 'Cyber Warfare', and the first node in the tree unlocks a couple of different things.
It unlocks a new minion type called Hacker Minions, a new room type labelled the server room, and a few new thingsincluding servers, computers, and other assorted computer related things.
You see, I was looking over the capabilities of the different minion types (that I can see for now, most of the research options are hidden in a foggy texture until I advance through their tree), and while it'd be nice to have the guard minions and their combat capabilities, or the thief minion, I want to see my first guild obligations finished as soon as possible, and while there is a Doctor minion, the tech I'd need to heal Squealer is too far up the tree for me to get so soon.
Auto-completing the research, I quickly make a server room and look over the minion management panel.
I have a minion cap, based on the size of my base and how many beds and lockers I have for my minions, and while the game gave me some starter funds… I'm quickly running out.
But needs must, and placing the order for more lockers and beds in an expanded barracks, I quickly burn through most of my remaining funds.
The base will slowly make minions up to the minion cap, which is now at 30, and while it only makes basic worker minions, they can be trained into more advanced minions, and in the server room there is a desk with a computer that is simply labelled the 'Hacker trainer', where one of my basic minions is already hard at work at the station, and on my minion management screen I can see a meter slowly filling as she does so.
I've set it to 25 workers and 5 hackers for now, I only need a few for my current scheme, but they can also passively gather funds through hacking, at the risk of slowly building up heat until I've got better cyber security to stop them from being tracked back here.
This base is definitely already compromised, and I'll need to look into a more secure base soon, but I always intended for this place to be a temporary hideout.
Like I'd ever live under a rotting warehouse willingly.
"Boss, you wanted to know if the prisoner woke up… she woke up." one of my minions says over the radio as I chuckle, my minions might be loyal but they aren't the smartest.
"I'm on my way." I reply as I rise, locking my pc and heading down to meet my future engineer.
It doesn't take me long to reach the prison, with a single holding cell in it, and it takes me even less time to hear the evidence of Squealer being awake for myself.
"Let me out of here you fucking limp-dicked assholes, I'm gonna shove my blowtorch up your asses and make the flames come out of your shitty mouths!"
It's almost impressive, considering I'm still half way down the corridor,
Entering the prison, I nod to the two minions I have stationed outside the room and enter.
"Who the fuck are you, you gaudy cock-sucking bastard?! Let me out of here or Skiddy is gonna cut your tiny dick off and-" Squealer rants as I approach her cell.
"Yes, yes, I'm sure your junkie owner is very upset that I kidnapped his pet tinker, I don't care." I interrupt.
"Pet?! I'm his fucking girlfriend, and if you if you don't let me go he's gonna-" Squealer starts making me chuckle.
"Girlfriend? Somehow I doubt that, after all you're the merchant's party favour, passed around more than any of your drugs. I'm sure the merchants are very sad their favourite sex toy is missing, but you'll find I don't fear a bunch of doped out morons." I deadpan, watching as she charges the glass door of the holding cell.
The holding cells are simply a fairly large box with glass walls and a door, but the glass is far, far stronger than it looks and Squealer just bounces off it.
"I am his girl, asshole! Skiddy just thinks that good work should be rewarded, and I'm hot enough that I make a good reward, it's team building!" Squealer shrieks, making me raise an eyebrow. "Besides, he rewards me for rewarding them, so everyone wins!
"Lovely, truly your 'boyfriend' has mastered the art of leadership." I deadpan, making her straighten up with a smug smile.
"Yeah, Skiddy has and that's why you're fucked. You know how many merchants there are?! There's like- well it's a lot, and they're all gonna fuck you up if you don't let me go, probably gonna fuck your little pretty boy ass as well. We'll see who's been passed around then, you fucking faggot." Squealer threatens as I sigh, unlocking her cell.
As the door slides open, she gives me a very smug look as she moves forwards.
"That's a good lil bitch, I'll put in a good word for you with Skiddy, maybe he'll even make the guys use lube when he comes and makes you pay for grabbing me, bet you'll even enjoy it you-"
The swift backhand to her cheek stops her incessant insults, making her squeal in pain as she falls to the floor, staring at me in shock.
"You hit me! You aren't allowed to hit me, Skids-" she starts again as she rises, quickly falling to the floor again as I backhand her again.
"Let me be very clear, Sherrel Bailey, I grabbed you because your Tinker power has potential in the right hands, and you will be joining my organisation eventually. The only question is how much I have to hurt you before you fold, you won't be leaving here, and even if the merchants manage to find us and try to bust you out I'll just kill you." I say coldly, watching her stare at me in shock.
Interesting, she isn't used to pain. I expected her to be more used to it, but I can use that.
She reacts the exact way I expect her to, stupidly.
Rising to her feet, she charges me like a drunken bull and with a sigh I simply take a back step as she throws an amateurish punch at me, retaliating with a swift uppercut to her chin sending her tumbling back to the ground again.
I boxed in college, people were always surprised I didn't do martial arts instead but frankly that is racist and I prefer the simplicity of boxing.
I stopped after I moved into the family business, but I remember the basics, and I'm good enough to handle a malnourished junkie with no idea how to fight.
"You hit me again! Only Skiddy is allowed to hit me, you stupid mother fucker! You think I'm gonna work for you cause you punched me?! Skids does worse to me in bed, you're gonna pay for this." Squealer rants, making me chuckle.
"Of course not, the punch was to put you back in your cell. The actual pain comes later. You will break, one way or the other." I say simply, making her glare at me.
"So what? Gonna rape me? Go ahead, I probably won't even feel your tiny pinprick." Squealer taunts as I sigh.
I really don't like being insulted or threatened, and every word out of her mouth is a scream I'll extract from her later.
I've had families destroyed over an employee insulting me and thinking I wouldn't hear, and nobody would ever insult me to my face in my past life, and I'm going to make sure Squealer, and everyone else, understands that soon.
"I probably will rape you, not because I think it'll effect you since you've had more dicks in you than a truck-stop bathroom, but because I'll enjoy it. But that can wait until you are less… you, I have standards after all. I have no interest in catching whatever super std you have. But no, it won't be rape that is used to punish you, I think a more traditional form of torture will be more effective. Anyway, I just came down to say hello and inform you of your upcoming suffering, so I'll be taking my leave. I'm a busy man you understand." I say stepping back, she rushes me again but she's too slow to rise and the door slams shut in front of her, making her bounce off it with a satisfying yelp of pain.
I really don't like being insulted.
Heading to my bedroom, I pause as I enter it.
"Is there something I can do for you, Rabbit?" I ask as I step inside, looking at her as she faces me, laying on her front as she rests her chin on her hands, kicking her legs in the air.
"Mhmm~ I think we both know what you can do for me, or to me to be more precise." Rabbit says as she rises and bounces off the bed, easily doing a front flip as she lands in front of me, smirking.
"Is that so?" I ask as I start to undo my shirt, I'm going to bed anyway and I've never been shy.
"Yuuup, you wanna know something fun? Jaina feels everything I feel." Rabbit says, grabbing my hand and moving it to her ass, smiling as I immediately grope it. "Right now, she's laid in bed feeling your hand on her ass~ and while she told me to stop getting laid while I was out, she wants to keep you happy because she's paranoid you'll turn on her if she doesn't, and what better way to make the big boss happy than to fuck his brains out?"
"That is pretty interesting, but why are you in such a hurry to jump into my bed?" I ask as I remove my shirt, her hands moving to my belt.
"I'm everything Jaina tried to suppress in order to become the perfect heiress, all I want is what Jaina desires but isn't willing to admit to. I'm Jaina's repressed urges, and Jaina is very pent up. What I want is to get fucked, hard. I want you to pin me down and fuck my tight little pussy until you fill me with your cum, and I think you want that to." Rabbit says as she undoes my belt, her hand immediately slipping into my pants as she grasps my hardened length.
"Well, you certainly are forwards." I say calmly as I step out of my trousers and boxers.
"What can I say, I'm a girl who knows what she wants, and knows how to get it. It's not like I'm asking to date you, I'm just offering to be a… henchwoman with benefits." Rabbit giggles as I give her a smirk, reaching up and rubbing my hand through her long white hair before I grab it roughly, making her moan in pleasure.
Dragging her over to the bed, I send a silent and entirely false apology to Jaina for her interrupted sleep as I bend Rabbit over the bed, pulling her thong aside.
Lining myself up I waste no time in slamming my hips forwards, easily sliding into her soaked cunt.
Jaina -
God fucking damnit, Rabbit.
Biting down on the pillow, she tried to hold in the moan that was trying to escape her as she felt something long, hard and thick thrusting into her pussy, Rabbit wanted to be resummoned again and she should have known better than to listen to her, but Rabbit could be really annoying when she wanted to be and she wanted to sleep.
But this wasn't exactly better, and she wasn't going to be able to sleep until they were done.
Sure you don't want to get in on this?
Scowling at the Rabbit's teasing voice, she pulled the pillow over her head and tried to shut out the feelings, failing entirely as she moaned and writhed, her free hand slowly making its way down her body, slipping under her panties.
If she couldn't sleep, she might as well enjoy it. She'd have some words with the Rabbit later.
White Rabbit -
As Jin pounded her against the bed, she moaned loudly, not even trying to suppress the sounds as she moved her hips back towards him.
It'd been a while since either she or Jaina had gotten a good fucking and she wasn't going to miss an opportunity when one presented itself.
Jin was a chance to get fucked hard and regularly, and as a Nympho stuck inside a prude, that was a godsend.
Armsmaster turned down her offer for a mid-chase quicky, and while Clockblocker considered it, the midget girl whose name she could never remember slapped him for it.
That girl was one that needed a good fucking, way too uptight and serious.
Assault had considered it, but only if Battery could join, but she'd shot that idea down 'as long as White Rabbit was a villain', and while she wanted a cape threesome, she didn't want it enough to join the PRT.
Not unless they could promise a full-scale PRT orgy with all the heroes and wards involved! Which they refused like cowards, their loss.
Apparently Dragon started making a trap for her after she propositioned Armsmaster, which was silly because she was perfectly fine with Dragon joining in, and it would probably be her best chance to ride the Halbeard cause the dude was oblivious as fuck.
But her inability to get some cape dick was all in the past now, because her new boss didn't have any of the stupid morals or reluctance the heroes had, and as he pushed her face into the quilt, she moaned at the rough treatment.
She didn't just do this to fuck with Jaina, no matter what her lesser half thought, she just wanted Jaina to loosen up and enjoy life a little more, and what better way to do that than to show her exactly what she was missing by being so serious all the time?
As the sounds of their thighs slapping together filled the room, she looked back over her shoulder into his stern silver gaze, amused that he was still so composed even when he was balls deep inside her.
"Come on~ put your hips into it." Rabbit taunted, making him idly raise an eyebrow at her as he sped up, bringing his hand down on her pale ass hard, making her yelp as he started to spank her. "Mhmm~ harder, master… fuck your slutty bunny."
"Such a little slut, why did I bother negotiating when I should have just bent you both over my desk." Jin growled, making her moan in disappointment as he pulled out, flipping her over and pushing her fully onto the bed.
Grabbing her legs he pushed them up to her shoulders, her flexibility making it easy for her to lock them behind her head as she smirked at him.
"Jaina would have put up a fight~ but I wouldn't have…" she teased, pausing. "Can you put your mask back on? It's kinkier if it's Midas fucking the thief he's forcibly recruited~"
"Heh, fine." Jin said, hoping off the bed and picking his mask back up and placing it back on as he climbed back onto the bed, pulling her panties to the side again and mounting her, immediately sliding his length back into her, using the new position to pound her into the bed, much to her satisfaction.
Yeesssss~ that's it, pound your new pet, breed me like the slutty rabbit I am~" she said before pausing. "... I'm like 95% sure I can't get pregnant, so there's no need to pull out."
Probably~
She could feel her long overdue climax approaching fairy quickly as Midas yanked her corset down enough to maul her tits, kissing her roughly, and with a moan into her mouth she tightened down on his invading cock, wishing she could lock her legs around his waist, instead she made due with digging her nails into his back as he sped up, he was going to cum himself soon and she couldn't wait.
With a grunt, he bottomed out inside her and she could only grin at the feeling of his seed pumping into her, cumming again at the hot sticky sensation.
Unwrapping her legs as he pulled out, she looked down at his cum leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy with a satisfied grin.
"Mhmm~ I needed that, thanks boss." she said as she went to rise, yelping as she was immediately pulled back down, pushed face down on the bed as he climbed on top of her, his still hard length resting between her buttocks.
"You didn't really think I was gonna be satisfied after one round, did you?" Midas growled into her ear, his posh voice sending shivers down her spine as he pulled back and pressed his lubricated cock against her exposed pussy and immediately sliding back in.
Welp, sorry Jaina but she tried to escape.
Jaina -
Laying on the bed in a puddle of her own sweat, she panted heavily, her clothes long since thrown aside as she groped her dusty caramel skin, still feeling the sensation of Jin's cock fucking her breasts.
They'd been going for ages, she didn't know how long exactly but she'd tried counting the climaxes that were forced on her, losing track after they reached double digits.
The Rabbit was insatiable, and she'd found a like-minded soul in Midas. She could taste his cum on her tongue, feel it leaking out of her ass and pussy, drying on her naked body, and she couldn't help herself anymore.
She couldn't cum from the sensations she got from Rabbit, but that didn't stop the build up, if she tried ignoring it she was basically edging herself.
And during hours long fuck sessions, that was downright uncomfortable.
But this was for the best, because being useful to the problem sociopathic villain was the best way to not get disposed of, and having the Rabbit so willing to fuck him would only make his opinion more favourable.
It didn't make the fact that she was missing a lot of beauty sleep any nicer.
Jin -
Finishing on the Rabbits pale face, her pink domino mask coated in white semen, I groan as I finally go soft.
"Aww~ oh well, same time tomorrow?" she asks as she rises, panting ever so slightly. I don't have her superhuman stamina, unfortunately, but as one of the richest men in the world you get used to getting laid a lot.
Ask my old secretary, or her barely legal daughter.
"Perhaps, if we have the time. I already have a job for you, I need something stolen as soon as possible." I admit making her perk up, her ear twitching in excitement.
"Ooh~ you know just what to say to make me happy, keep treating me like this and I might just collar myself, sex and crime, the two things a healthy girl needs." Rabbit teases.
"I'm afraid you might find this one a little boring actually, I just need you to steal someone's mobile phone." I admit, making her grin.
"Boss, I really don't care what I'm stealing. Who's the unlucky victim?" The White Rabbit asks, and as I answer her grin grows downright sadistic. "Boss, I think me and you are gonna get along just fine."
Amy -
Staring at the smirking masked man, she glared at him from under her baggy hoodie, she couldn't travel through gang territory looking like Panacea after all.
"Miss Dallon, how gracious of you to make such a trip on such a short notice." 'King Midas' said mockingly as she scowled slightly.
A villain if she had ever seen one, but a villain holding the cards for now. Vicky had a bad reputation for being too rough on her enemies and surroundings, by accident mostly, but people didn't realise just how many times she'd almost ended up a murderer.
There was a reason some people called her the collateral damage barbie, leaving a trail of destruction in her wake.
Too many thugs had ended up with broken bodies because Vicky forgot to reign in her ridiculous strength, and now some new villain was holding it over her head.
She'd chew Vicky out for not clearing her messages of something as incriminating as Vicky begging her to heal a dying thug, especially since she'd needed a picture to know how bad it was and what Vicky needed to do to keep him alive long enough for her to get there.
But Vicky had always been carefree, no matter how many times she messed up, and she'd always be there to save her sister from herself, even if it meant wandering into a villain's lair.
Vicky losing her phone hadn't set off any alarms this morning, she could be kinda forgetful and she barely even cared since it meant she could get a new one…
Getting a message from Vicky's phone while she was at school, telling her to come to a location that night, was far more worrying but the screenshots of incriminating conversations stopped her from speaking up, despite wanting to.
'I believe we have a lot to discuss, Miss Dallon. I have need of Panacea's skills, and I'm sure you require these screenshots to go away, I'm sure we can come to an arrangement. King Midas'
She'd left a note with Midas's name and the location he sent her to, in case he decided not to let her leave, she'd bring the full force of New Wave down on him, plus the Wards and the Protectorate that she'd healed countless times.
She knew nobody would find it until the next morning, but if it meant protecting Vicky she was willing to take the risk.
She had no illusions about her importance to Brockton Bay's hero scene, as long as they didn't die or end up with brain damage she could get them back in the fight much, much faster, and that meant the PRT was as determined to keep her out of a villains hands as her own family, perhaps more so.
The fact that she was at every non-Simurgh Endbringer attack since she triggered only solidified that.
It was why she felt confident enough to come here, he had leverage to hurt her family, but she had protection of her own.
"Cut the crap, Midas. You said you had someone for me to heal." Amy grumbled.
"Well, someone is impatient." Midas said, his tone amused as he rose, gesturing for her to follow him into the bedroom of the clearly abandoned apartment.
Entering the room, her eyes widened as she spotted an incredibly busty blonde, handcuffed to a radiator.
She thought he wanted one of his men healing, but she was clearly a prisoner.
"...what the hell is this?" Amy asked, her tone cold as she glared at him.
"This? That's rude, I realise Squealer isn't a sight for sore eyes in her current condition but she's still a person." Midas replied, making her gasp slightly.
"You kidnapped Squealer?" Amy asked, knowing full well what this would mean for Brockton. The increase in badly injured people from Merchant territory suddenly made a lot more sense if Skidmark was tearing his turf apart looking for her.
"I prefer the term 'aggressive recruitment' but frankly she's in no condition to be one of my minions, I have standards and drug-addled fools don't meet them. You will heal her, and your sister's secret stays safe." Midas ordered as she approached, Squealer had a ball-gag in her mouth but her gaze swore bloody murder as she glared at Midas.
"Somehow I don't think she wants to be one of your minions." Amy snarked as she slowly approached, Squealer stilling slightly as she reached out, her eyes widening at the sheer amount of diseases the woman had.
She also had a hairline fracture on her skull, and her internal chemistry was all over the place, no doubt due to the Merchants favourite pastime.
"Oh, that won't be a problem. Once she's in better condition and isn't going to drop dead or pass on whatever she is carrying, I will start… convincing her of the benefits of working for me, and the consequences of being my enemy." Midas admitted easily. "I'm afraid the gag is necessary, I wouldn't want to taint your ears with her frankly despicable language, I'm contemplating whether she really needs her tongue, to be honest." He admitted as she stared at him in shock and horror, Squealer freezing at his words.
"You expect me to heal her… just so you can torture her?" Amy asked in disbelief, staring at the masked man in disgust.
"I do." Midas admitted easily, making her growl as she thrust her hand out, wrapping it around his exposed wrist.
"Then you've forgotten that I am a hero." Amy growled, Midas staring at her with an unimpressed expression. "If you'd wanted some minion of yours fixing up, that'd be one thing… but I'm not going to heal someone so you can torture them into joining you. One thought from me and I could knock you out, try pulling away and I'll put you in a coma." Amy threatened, making him chuckle as he stared at her, his humour not quite reaching his eyes.
His silver eyes glowed with malevolence, she'd angered him but he'd angered her.
"Your sister's invulnerability has a cooldown, she can take one hit then her shield falls for a couple of seconds. During that time, she's as vulnerable as anyone else, two snipers firing in sync would end her easily. As would poison, or any other number of methods. Do you really think I didn't have a backup plan? That I'd let you within arms reach if I didn't know I could keep you under control?" Midas monologues as she froze in place. "You could give me twelve kinds of cancer with a thought, but if I get so much as a mild cold it'll be the end of your precious 'Vicky'."
Staring up at him, she felt her heart start to pound at the utterly cold tone he had, there was very little emotion in his voice other than an undercurrent of rage, and as he spoke so sternly she couldn't bring herself to think he was bluffing.
Letting go of his hand, she gasped as he stepped forwards, his hand that she'd just been grasping, reaching out and grabbing her throat as he pushed her back against the wall.
"If you could heal yourself, I wouldn't have to be so careful with you, I can't have you going home injured after all. But I'm warning you, Amelia Dallon, there's plenty I can do to you that won't leave any outward signs, and I do not like being threatened. Let's be realistic here, you would do anything to protect your precious Victoria, the girl you love… in more ways than one." Midas jeered as she flinched, her eyes widening in shock.
How did he… he was a thinker, that much was obvious now, he knew far too much and she had no idea exactly what his power was.
Shame and disgust filled her as she stilled in his grasp, not even trying to get his hand off her neck, he wasn't holding her tightly enough to hurt, not wanting to leave any evidence.
The fact that he was touching her willingly just confirmed her fears, he wasn't afraid of her because he wasn't bluffing. He was sure she'd fold, well willing to risk the horrors she could inflict on him because he knew she'd do what he wanted.
"Y-you've made your point." Amy said weakly, not wanting to incur his wrath.
"I don't think I have. You might be a Hero, the famous and beloved Panacea, but tell me… what's stronger, your morality or your love for Victoria? What matters more to you, your sense of justice or her life?" Midas asked rhetorically, not waiting for an answer. "As I said, we both know you would do anything to keep the sister you lust for safe, from her own arrogance and foolishness, if I told you to slit Squealer's throat open or Victoria dies, you'd do it. If I told you to slit your own throat, your life for hers, we both know you'd die here. Everyone has their limits, and when you want people to break limits and betray their morals, you should either threaten their family or other loved ones, it just happens that in your case, Victoria is both. Keep this in mind, I had her phone taken from her bedside table… while she was sleeping three feet away. She's far from invincible, and I can get to her whenever I want."
"I-" Amy started, looking down at Squealer. "I'll do it." Amy agreed, disgust flooding her as she realised how well he had her made. God, she hated Thinkers.
"Of course you will, that was never in question." Midas said as he let her go, stepping back as she leaned down and touched Squealer.
Looking into her eyes, she tried to apologise non verbally, and from the slight nod, Squealer understood a little bit at least.
Dealing with the various withdrawal symptoms quickly, something she was entirely too used to doing thanks to the Bay's drug problem, she moved onto the skull and small injuries before moving onto the diseases, sexual and otherwise.
"Fix her appearance as well, I don't want her looking like a homeless junkie when she's under me." Midas ordered, making her glare at him slightly.
She was used to this as well, both Vicky wanting her hair changed or some minor adjustment to her body, or some rich asshole wanting the consequences of his lifestyle gone. She hated those patients, she could be saving lives instead of hiding the signs of drug use but her mother made her do them, it got New Wave plenty of funding that went to protecting the city.
"She'll need to eat a lot, if you don't want her malnourished." Amy said as she rose, looking back at the smug villain.
Squealer still looked messy, dirt, grime and grease covering her body and revealing clothes, but she had done all she could to bring back her original beauty.
It wasn't even that hard, Squealer was a beautiful woman with good genes, she had just wasted them before.
"You realise that this is against the unwritten rules, right? If this gets out, you'd have a lot of enemies. Lethal force is frowned on, and guns certainly are if they aren't related to your power." Amy warned, hoping to discourage him.
"Hookwolf has dozens of kills, including a couple of capes. Nobody lifted a finger to stop him, and every gang has their goons armed and willing to fire on capes." Midas retorted as she stood, staring up at him. "I don't even need to respect your secret identities, because you don't have one." he mocked, making her scowl.
That was one of the most annoying parts of having a public identity, Capes could attack you while you were in your civilian attire without technically breaking the rules.
In truth, a lot of capes paid lip service to the rules, with the exception of the Endbringer truce, because once you were powerful enough the rules stopped applying to you.
Lung had burnt rival capes alive, and nobody lifted a finger to stop him because nobody could. If you had enough power, the rules were more like guidelines and ones that were often tossed aside.
"Can I go?" Amy asked finally, making Midas smirk as he grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the bedroom, leaving Squealer alone. "You said you wanted someone healed, and they are."
"I did, but I've decided to give you a gift as thanks for your… hard work." Midas said with a dark chuckle as he pushed her down into one of the living room chairs.
"I don't want anything from-" Amy started, pausing as her phone vibrated.
As he smirked, she slowly pulled it out and checked her messages, her eyes widening in shock as she opened the picture attachment from an unknown number, clearly the plain phone in Midas's other hand.
Looking down at the picture, she felt her heart race as Vicky looked back at her, sticking her tongue out at the camera, completely naked as she held her free hand out, sticking her hand out with one finger extended in such a way that she covered her nipples and pussy with it, taking advantage of the camera angle to technically hide everything while putting herself on display.
"Your sister is a beautiful young woman, who loves the camera… and the camera loves her back." Midas said mockingly, smirking at her as she stared at the other three unopened attachments. "She sent a few of these to a boy called Dean, but most of them seem to be for her own private enjoyment, and mine now I suppose. I imagine she has some fans who would pay good money for a look at the more naughty side of Glory Girl." Midas chuckled as she glared at him, opening the next picture.
This one wasn't so clever, but as she stared down at the topless selfie, she gulped and shuffled in her seat slightly.
The next, a backside shot as Vicky smirked over her shoulder at the mirror she was using, the mirror she recognised as the massive antique one in their parents room, she also recognised the wallpaper… when did she take that?
Opening the final attachment, she felt her heart ache at the sight of Victoria… on her knees with her mouth open as she stared up at the camera, semen splattered against her face and a cock in frame, Dean's most likely.
"I don't like being threatened, Miss Dallon. And I'm good at working out where to push to get a reaction." Midas said idly, his tone darkly amused.
"I hate you." Amy said, closing the picture as she glared up at him. "You'll lose, sooner or later. Brockton Bay has too many capes, and someone will get rid of you. Maybe it'll be a hero, maybe it'll be a villain, but someone will put a stop to whatever you are planning." Amy swore, making him smile at her as she rose to her full height, still needing to look up at the lanky man.
"Perhaps, but I'm a man who believes that you can't achieve anything without being willing to risk everything. Maybe I will lose, but I might also win, and if I do? This city will be the start of my Empire, that's the game, my dear." Midas said, confidence in his tone. "You're welcome to tell your family about this, if you're willing to admit to Brandish you worked for a villain, no matter the situation." he chuckled, making her visibly wince.
He really did know where to aim to make his barbed words hurt.
"But I want you to know, for every action there is a reaction, the more that New Wave knows about me, the more likely it will be that I'll have to see to destroying them. Tell no-one and I'll continue to focus on drug dealers and move onto bigger and better criminals, or tell everyone and make this game more interesting for me. Perhaps next it'll be Glory Girl bending her morals to save her sister, and while her powers are interesting enough, I can think of a few other uses for her, she's clearly comfortable on her knees after all." Midas taunted, and before she could stop herself her hand shot out, slapping him across the cheek.
"You know, I think you'll regret that." Midas said idly, smirking at her.
"I doubt it. Can I leave?" Amy asked, making him chuckle.
"Sure, sure… run on home, Miss Dallon." Midas said, and not spending a second longer with this asshole she stormed out of the apartment, his chuckles following her.
Heading home, she had a slight issue when some homeless man tried to rob her, but as she went to pass him her purse, their fingers brushed and she quickly walked around his sleeping body.
As a young girl, she could almost guarantee that anyone who decided she was worth bothering would touch her, one way or the other, and when she could knock anyone out with the slightest of touches, she wasn't afraid to move around on her own.
Midas was different, by making it so his vengeance would be delivered remotely, unfortunately there was little she could do.
She was tempted to give him some slow acting virus, but with thinkers she had no way of knowing if he'd notice, and it just wasn't worth the risk.
Getting home fairly easily, despite how active the merchants were, she snuck back inside and got changed into her sleepwear, destroying the note she had left as she went to bed.
Waking up only a few hours later to frantic shouting, she groaned and cursed Midas.
"I didn't post it anywhere!" Vicky's voice shouted as Amy fell out of bed, groaning as she headed downstairs.
"You shouldn't have taken them in the first place! You have a reputation to uphold, do you know how bad this looks?" Carol, their mother, shouted back as Amy walked into the living room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"I wasn't expecting them to end up on the internet! Someone found my phone, obviously, maybe it fell out of my pocket while I was flying?" Vicky asked as Amy opened her eyes, her gaze widening at the sight of the computer screen they were arguing over.
"Damnit Victoria, please tell me there aren't any more?" Carol asked, Vicky going silent as Amy stared at the very familiar picture of a nude Vicky covering her privates with one finger. "Victoria? How many more are there?" Carol asked darkly, Vicky paling.
"Umm… h-hundreds." Vicky quietly admitted as Carol's jaw dropped.
"And are they all as bad as this one?" Carol asked, desperation in her tone.
"...that's one of the milder ones."
At the top of the picture, the words 'Every action has a reaction, and all actions have consequences' were written, a message directly to her.
She really shouldn't have slapped him.
And she couldn't bring herself to speak up, there were too many… compelling reasons to stay quiet, the fear of Vicky going after Midas and losing being one of them.
"You're grounded, possibly forever. I'll get on the phone with… anyone I can think of to try and get this taken down." Carol groaned, looking at the two numbers at the bottoms.
Views and downloads.
Her sister's nude body had gone viral, and it was all her fault.
Jin -
Is it petty? Yes.
It's also hilarious and I couldn't resist.
I had them posted from Vicky's phone, which is now in the Bay, it's contents downloaded onto my servers. My hackers were able to unlock it fairly easily, which is exactly what I wanted them for.
Amy should get the message, and my hackers are already hard at work getting remote access to her phone, the pictures she opened carrying an unpleasant surprise.
I wasn't kidding about being willing to take chances, fortune favours the bold after all.
Now then, time to finish my guild quest and make Squealer squeal.
...maybe after hosing her down a couple of times first.
Bonus Scene - Lisa
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♦ Topic: Brockton Bay's Newest Cape 'Midas'
In: Boards ► Places ► America ► Brockton Bay Discussion (Public Board)
Bagrat (Original Poster) (Veteran Member) (The Guy in the Know)
Posted On Mar 5th 2011:
So, Brockton Bay has decided to prove that it is the premier breeding ground for Capes in America by spitting out another new cape, and much like the Flower Queen (still don't like that name), he didn't waste any time introducing himself.
Last night, after the PRT finally captured the infamous White Rabbit (I'll make another thread on that whole situation later), this new cape decided to bust her out, by ramming a tinker-tech van into the disguised PRT transport and holding the agents at turret-point.
Thankfully, with how noisy the whole thing was, someone managed to get a decent video of it, starting just after the crash itself ([Link])
The van is definitely one of Squealers, that much is obvious just from looking at it, she has a certain... style that can't be missed, but I highly doubt this Midas is a Merchant.
I've scoured the Cape Wiki, searched for any reference to Midas, and I have found a grand total of nothing, looks like this was his first open action, but he clearly has a gang already, as you can see two men in matching black jumpsuits and masks in the van, and rumours of men dressed like that are already spreading around Merchant turf.
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►Vista (Verified Cape) (Wards ENE)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
God, I hate this city sometimes.
You know how many times that rabbit has stolen my things? Or how hard it is to catch her, you'd think being able to literally warp space would make it easy but she's basically untouchable, we've had her utterly surrounded and not one of us was able to grab her.
And now she's free again, yay.
Thanks, Midas, very cool.
Also, this guy definitely isn't a Merchant, he's too stylish. Wonder what his power is?
►Suspicious-Sword
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
So, that's another gang in Brockton?
What do they put in the water over there?
►FlippinMad
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Not gonna lie, he's the hottest villain I've seen in a while, definitely the best dressed.
Well-spoken as well, he sounds posh, definitely not a merchant cause he didn't swear even once.
►Ekul
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
So, I live in the middle of Merchant turf and they've been going fucking mental recently.
Like, Merchants have been driving around attacking people basically at random and from what they've been shouting it sounds like they misplaced Squealer.
I know a guy who went to buy some drugs for a party (yeah, yeah drugs are bad, I know), and they beat him half to death demanding he tell them anything he knew about Squealer instead.
Not the best customer service tbh, but that's the Merchants for you.
Apparently Skidmark himself has been driving around howling for Squealer.
►IceQueen (Cape Groupie)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
So, Midas kidnapped Squealer, stole her van then used it to bust the White Rabbit out? Busy night.
►AllSeeingEye
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Yeah, the Merchants have been going mad lately, and my magical powers tell me they've lost their pet tinker. Also, the Merchants couldn't keep their mouths shut if they wanted to, and they are far from subtle about their searching for her.
Couldn't have happened to a better group of violent junkies, truly.
Skidmark is gonna grow a brain and find Midas eventually, did anyone say 'gang war'. I don't know about you guys, but I'm rooting for the guy who isn't a foul-mouthed junkie.
Still, it's kinda a problem cause I live in Merchant territory and they've been tearing the place apart. Gonna have to lay low when the sparks start to fly.
►Skidz (Unverified Cape) (Banned)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
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Moderator Edit: Death threats aren't allowed, neither is that kind of language
►Skidz (Unverified Cape) (Banned)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
[Post Deleted}
Moderator Edit: Seriously?
►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
It was a pretty busy night, but a profitable one as well.
Out of curiosity, how does one get verified as a cape, asking for a friend?
►Tin Mother (Moderator)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
@TheGoldenKing
I've sent you a PM
►Lasersmile
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Well, I don't think I've seen a Cape show up to their own introduction thread since the White Rabbit.
Midas AMA when?
►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
@Lasersmile Perhaps one day, I'm a little preoccupied at the moment.
@Vista My sincerest apologies, I'll ask the White Rabbit to stop stealing your belongings.
@FlippingMad I try
►TheGrapist (Unverified Cape) (Banned)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Oi! Give Squealer back, Skids said I could have another turn with her, and then you went and grabbed her you cock-blocking bastard!
►RedQueen
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Ugh, who do I have to fuck to get a kill order on that midget? Seriously.
►Winged_One
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
No, this isn't right?
I don't get it.
►AllSeeingEye
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
@RedQueen
@Alexandria, probably.
Or Costa-Brown, but I don't think either of them has the right equipment.
►Alexandria (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
I don't decide who gets a kill order, and even if I did I certainly wouldn't give one for sexual favours.
Stop pinging me with stupid things.
►TheGrapist (Unverified Cape) (Banned)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
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Moderator Edit: I can't believe I have to say this, but don't threaten to rape other users. - Tin Mother
►Alexandria (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
On second thought, I'll see what I can do.
►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
My, My... if this is the level of intelligence I can expect from Merchants, this'll be easier than I expected.
►AllSeeingEye
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
And the Darwin Award of the year goes to... the purple midget that threatened to face-fuck one of the strongest cape in the world.
Fucking Merchants, no matter how stupid you think they are, they always manage to find a way to go one step further.
►FollowMyFluffyTail (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
It's always so fun stealing things from them, they make the funniest sounds when they find their drugs floating out into the ocean, but they're always so high they can't put up a good chase.
Sometimes they don't even notice you're stealing their stuff.
But, yes! This Rabbit has finally been caged, my freedom stripped away by the all-powerful King Midas! He holds my leash now, and all this cute little bunny can do is obey my new master, how sad!
►XxVoid_CowboyxX
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Wait, White Rabbit isn't independent anymore?!
That sucks! Her threads are always the best, and her pics are hot af
►FollowMyFluffyTail (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Aww, I'm sorry!
But my sexy little ass belongs to Midas, now.... it's out of my hands and in his
He had me grinding it against him earlier… and it took him onto a couple of hours before I was face down against his bed, his big strong hands holding me down as he had his wicked way with me~
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►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
First of all, I legitimately don't care about what you post online.
And secondly, you climbed into my lap and into my bed of your own accord, I didn't order you to do anything.
►FollowMyFluffyTail (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
True~
Your lap does make a good seat, and your face is just as comfy (¬‿¬)
►XxVoid_CowboyxX
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Actually die, dude.
►Valkyr (Wiki Warrior)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
@TheGoldenKing
I don't suppose you want to enlighten us on your power? I'm trying to make the Wiki page for you
►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
I have multiple powers, in the Thinker and Stranger category.
All you need to know is that I am intelligent, an excellent planner, and you won't see me if I don't want you to.
I have no intentions of going into any more detail than that, I'm afraid.
►GloryGirl
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
Cool suit, very stylish.
Still gonna punch you if I see you or your creepy jumpsuit wearing goons out on the streets.
►TheGoldenKing (Verified Cape)
Replied On Mar 5th 2011:
You'll find that seeing me is the problem, Glory Girl
You can't hit what you can't find
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Staring at the screen, Lisa sighed in annoyance.
Coil already wanted her to put her skills to use recruiting Midas, gathering information on him, but there was one glaring problem with that.
Opening the video again, she tried to focus on the suited man before she winced.
Midas is from Mars, Midas is dating a cocker spaniel, Midas only speaks Latin, Midas is behind you, Midas stole your left sock, Midas is Legend, Midas knows where you are, What is a Midas?
No matter what she tried, whenever she tried to read Midas, all she got was utter nonsense.
Normally it would drive her mad, to have her power so easily countered by what was probably one of Midas's stranger powers, but she had realised something else while on the phone with her 'boss'.
Coil is afraid, Coil's power isn't working, Coil doesn't know what's wrong with his power, Coil is terrified.
Midas wasn't just stopping her power, he was stopping any Thinker power that would affect him, and while she didn't know what Coil's power was, as long as Midas was around it meant that Coil was powerless and terrified.
Which made Midas her new best friend forever.
She would have to do this the old fashioned way, but she was a smart girl and if it meant a chance to get away from Coil, she was willing to put everything she had into this.
Glancing back at the screen, she chuckled at the sight of another merchant getting banned as Midas baited them into breaking the rules.
She played that game as well, Rune was still suspended from their last chat.
Coil -
Sitting in his office in his secret underground lair, he looked around the room and glared at the shadows, his gun in hand.
Cautiously splitting the timeline again, Coil B tried to leave the office and immediately screamed as he opened the door, staring out into the void of space as pulled out into the vacuum, rapidly freezing as he grasped at his throat.
Ending the timeline, he gasped to himself and got up from his desk, walking to his door incredibly slowly, placing his ear against it.
His room was soundproofed, so he heard nothing, and was forced to slowly open the door, the base corridor staring back at him.
Splitting the timeline again, Coil B took a step into the corridor and was immediately hit by a train, blue with a bizarre face on the front,
In the distance, he heard the sounds of cheerful music.
"Come on, motherfuckers, come on!"
Ending the timeline, he ran back to his desk and dove behind it.
No matter how many times he tried to split the timeline, the moment he did, something bizarre happened in the second timeline, killing him immediately.
For the first time in years, he was vulnerable, and he had no idea why.
He couldn't risk leaving his base until this was fixed, and he had no idea how to fix it.
Contessa -
Path to fix her power
Step 1: Kick Doctor Mother in the backside
Step 2: Do a backflip
Step 3: Door to the top of the Empire States Building
Step 4: Strip Naked
Step 5: Do the Cha-Cha
Step 6: Just fucking jump
Step 7: Do another backflip
Looking towards Doctor Mother, she scowled slightly.
"I have seen you do bizarre things on your paths that only make sense years later, but just this once I'm afraid I'm going to have to say no. I don't know what is wrong with you, but dancing on the top of a skyscraper naked before committing suicide, isn't going to fix it. I'm keeping you in the base until we know what is wrong with your power." Doctor Mother said bluntly, rubbing her backside with a frown.
She didn't understand, the paths were never wrong, if the path said this was the way to fix her then this was what she had to do.
Path to convincing Doctor Mother to let her dance naked on the Empire State Building.
Step 1: Do a backflip
Step 2: Do another backflip
Step 3: Go back to step one
Climbing onto the table, she ignored Doctor Mother's question and jumped, flipping gracefully and landing on her feet, immediately doing the same again.
"Oh for the love of… backflips aren't going to help either."