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The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain
Chapter 15: Making Waves
Glory Girl
Arriving at Prophet's club, she was impressed to see it already open, a long line at the entrance and music coming from the fancy looking windows.
"So, this is your boyfriend's place?" Crystal asked with a grin, making her scowl.
"Jin isn't my boyfriend, he's… it's complicated." Vicky said quickly, making her laugh as they looked at the massive line.
She guessed people had a lot to celebrate with the Merchants gone. Her own personal issues with Midas aside he'd definitely made the Docks a better place. Just because she wanted to punch him in the face didn't change the fact that she could see the good he'd done.
Texting Jin, she got a reply quickly and grinned as one of the bouncers, wearing a fancy white suit, waved her inside after touching his earpiece.
"Oi, Glory Hole, show us your tits!" one of the men in the crowd shouted, making her smile drop as she turned and glared at him. "Don't be like that, everyone's already seen them."
"Let it go." Crystal said, touching her arm and leading her inside, nodding to the bouncer as they entered the House of Dionysus, frowning slightly.
She'd looked into the mythology around King Midas, and Dionysus was the God who gave him the power to turn things into gold. Jin was playing with fire, but he'd know better than her.
The interior was decorated to an Ancient Greek theme, white marble floors and columns, even the tech and bar was tastefully themed to match the look Jin was going for, and the staff were all dressed in theme.
"Miss Dallon, you and your guest have been marked as VIPs, drinks are on the house and the VIP section is open to you." a woman in a revealing white toga said, passing her a small card with the club logo, three grapes over a goblet, another Dionysus reference she guessed.
"Heh, nice." Crystal said happily, looking over at the bar. "So, I get to meet your boyfriend?"
"He's not my… ugh, come on." Vicky groaned, heading upstairs as she ignored the whispers.
Following the familiar corridors, she paused as she knocked on his office door, opening it as his call to enter.
His office had changed slightly, a large one-way window looking down on the main club floor along one of the walls as he turned to them.
"Vicky, a pleasure as always." Jin said, whiskey glass in hand as he watched the opening night with a smile. "And you must be Crystal, Jin Yukimura, sometimes known as Prophet, it's a pleasure to meet you." Jin said as he rose, offering her cousin a hand.
It surprised her how willing Jin was to reveal his identity, and a part of her was upset that she wasn't the only person who knew his identity now, but she shook it off quickly as Crystal giggled.
"A pleasure, I've heard a lot about you, something about magic hands." Crystal teased playfully as they shook hands. "Thanks for putting up with my brat of a cousin, I know she can be a handful at times, but I guess you'd know a thing or two about having a handful of her, right?" Crystal teased as Vicky casually slapped her over the head, not really trying as Crystal giggled.
"You could say that." Jin admitted with a shrug, making her giggle playfully.
"Crystal, stop teasing for half a minute please?" Vicky asked, half whining as she hugged Jin, cuddling up against him.
"But you make it so hard… heh, bet Jin's said that to you a lot as well. Aunt Carol is gonna go mad by the way, dating someone that much older than you, Err, no offence, you're hot but I'd guess mid twenties?" Crystal said, making Jin chuckle.
"Twenty four, so close, and none taken." Jin said idly, making her grin.
"We aren't dating! We're… okay, I was gonna say friends with benefits but that really doesn't make it better, but honestly Mom can just get over it." Vicky said as she pushed Jin into his seat, sitting in his lap shamelessly.
"Eh, I wasn't judging, just saying. If you wanted a sugar daddy, you could certainly have picked worse… especially with how much you've been talking about his magical hands." Crystal teased as she dropped into the chair opposite them.
"He's not my… oh whatever, I'm not gonna give you the satisfaction." Vicky whined, her head resting on his shoulder. "You said you had a couple of things to talk about? I can kick the brat downstairs if you wanna talk in private, I'm sure she can find something to amuse herself in a big club like this."
"Oh, I definitely can. Feel free to kick me out if you want some private time." Crystal teased again, grinning like a cat at them.
"I do have a couple of things to talk to you about, the first about me, which I don't mind her hearing since I'll be telling the PRT soon, and the second about your leaked photos, that one is up to you whether you want her here." Jin said, making her pause before she shrugged.
"I trust Crystal, she can stay." Vicky said after a moment.
"I'm kinda offended at how long it took you to say that, not gonna lie." Crystal muttered, her grin still in place.
"Okay, I have a bit of a confession, I stretched the truth about what my power was. I didn't technically lie as I've never told you what my power was, but since I'll be telling the PRT soon, I wanted to tell you first." Jin admitted, making her pause before she nodded as she paid attention to him.
She wasn't going to get pissy that a cape she'd known for just over a week hadn't told her all his secrets immediately.
"Simply put, I'm a Copycat Trump. My power allows me to link to another cape, and copy their powers… but there was a catch I never realised until it was too late, I can only ever link to one person, and there's no way to unlink." Jin admitted making her eyes widen, flickering to Crystal before he gave her a smile. "In my case, I linked with my twin brother, Midas, you've probably heard of him." Jin deadpanned, making Crystal's grin fall as she stared at him in surprise as Jin reached forwards and picked up a pen from his desk, turning it to gold.
"So you're not a Thinker, Midas is." Vicky realised, making Jin scoff.
"No, Midas might have styled himself as a Thinker, but he's a Trump as well, and a weird one at that." Jin said, frowning. "At first, I just had the power to turn things to gold, but I'm still linked to Midas and as he gains powers, so do I. Midas has a power that grants him powers, but I'm not sure he knows the criteria to unlock new powers. He has a few Thinker powers, some stranger powers, his golden touch, a secret brute power he's been keeping hidden, and then the problematic one. He gained a Trump power lately, and it's provided him with everything he needed to escalate his plans." Jin said gravely, making her stare up at him seriously. "He gained the power to upgrade other peoples powers, and he's using it to upgrade the powers of villains."
As Crystal gasped, she stared up at him in shock as she realised why he was being so serious.
"However, I gained the same power and the only way to counter his latest scheme, is to ensure the heroes are equally upgraded. It's a power-based arms race, and I don't intend to let him win." Jin said seriously, making her smile up at him.
"That's why you're going to the PRT. How do you know all this about Midas?" Crystal asked, making Jin chuckle.
"Midas decided to form 'the League of Supervillains', no doubt to attract villains he can force to pay exorbitant fees for upgrades, what he didn't realise is that one of the members he invited is one of my informants. I knew about his little League moments after the meeting was called to an end, although he arranged for both a Ward and an independent Hero to spy on the meeting, so he planned for the League to be discovered from the beginning." Jin said, stroking his chin.
"…is that why Shadow Stalker had to be traded back?" Vicky asked, a growing smile on her face. She never liked Shadow Stalker.
"Yes, though I wouldn't grin since it furthered Midas's schemes even more. Midas is waging a different kind of war on New Wave, the PRT and Heroes in general, a PR war, and it's one he is winning if you hadn't noticed. Capturing Shadow Stalker has not only made the PRT look incompetent and irresponsible, making it seem like the Wards aren't as safe as the PRT claims, but also gotten the Youth Guard's attention, tying the PRT up in red tape, I wouldn't want to be a Ward right about now." Jin said with a wry chuckle, making her wince.
This was why he was the Thinker, because all she thought was 'Shadow Stalker sucks lol' and didn't think any deeper than that.
"He's making all the good guys look bad, and himself look good. Public support is fickle at the best of times anyway." Crystal said, her face uncharacteristically serious.
"Yeah, which leads me to my other point." Jin said, looking down at her hesitantly, making her tilt her head.
"What's up?" Vicky asked, making him sigh,
"I have an idea about how we can weaken the effect Midas's leaked nudes are having on your reputation, and maybe help New Wave as a whole." Jin admitted as she smiled. "I'm not sure you're gonna like it though."
"Okay…" Vicky said hesitantly. "What is it?"
"How do you feel about a little charity work? Specifically a photo shoot." Jin asked, making her pause.
"…are you serious?" Vicky asked, catching on almost immediately as he chuckled wryly.
"I am, because if there's one thing I know about the public is that they're easily distracted. Right now you're the center of attention for the wrong reasons, because people have realised with horror and dismay that you're… a normal teenage girl." Jin deadpanned, making Crystal giggle. "The pictures that were leaked are amateurish, and let's be honest… kinda slutty." Jin said, making her go to respond before she sighed, nodding.
"So, how are more pictures going to help?" Vicky asked, staring up at him.
"Because what I'm suggesting is a proper, professional photoshoot. One of my powers let's me learn skills to a professional level in a very short amount of time, it took me a few hours to master photography so I could take the promo pics for the club, and if we shoot a serious, tasteful and sexy set of photos, and then sell them for charity, we can make the best of a bad situation." Jin said as she paused, his words making sense. "It'll make the nudes less damaging, simply because better pictures of you will already exist, make you go from dumb slutty teen to confident sexy heroine and I have a plan to stop Midas from leaking any more pictures."
"Mom would actually kill me." Vicky argued.
"Only if it didn't work." Crystal said, making her turn. "I mean, if it does work then you'll be generating good PR for New Wave, money for charity and countering a villain's plans, right?"
"By taking my clothes off for the camera." Vicky countered.
"Would it help if I did the same? I've never been a model before, so it sounds pretty fun." Crystal offered, making them both pause and stare at her.
Despite the playful smile, Vicky knew why Crystal was offering to do this. Her cousin really was too nice sometimes.
"Okay, first… you had a plan to stop Midas from just releasing all the pics?" Vicky asked, making Jin chuckle.
"Midas made a mistake, by admitting on his actual PHO account that he was the one to release your pics. Because he's styling himself as this gentlemanly criminal mastermind, and that's one of the few times his mask has slipped, I'm almost certain that we can get him to agree not to post the rest in exchange for not releasing the information that the benevolent super villain spends his time hacking teenage girls phones." Jin deadpanned. "Sure, he could claim the screenshots were faked, but it's an unwanted smear on his shiny reputation."
Pulling out her phone, she messaged Midas again, waiting just a moment before she got a reply.
TheGoldenKing: Truly, Glory Girl? Blackmail, from a hero? How terribly unheroic.
GloryGirl: Okay, first of all fuck you, second of all you started it.
TheGoldenKing: I could spend some of my precious time putting you in your place, but honestly New Wave's reputation is damaged enough, and my own reputation is soaring, so I really don't have to. Very well, Glory Girl, you have a deal. Just remember, Silence is Golden. Tell Jin I said hello, assuming he isn't typing the words for you.
"He always was a smug bastard." Jin grumbled. "Always needs to have the last word."
"Won't he change his mind and post them if we do this?" Vicky asked, making Jin laugh.
"No, Midas has many problems but he is a man of his word… he will probably seek a new way to trash your rep, but we'll just have to build it up to the point where it'll simply be too much effort for him to damage that he won't bother. I know how he thinks." Jin reassured her.
"Ugh, Mom is definitely going to kill me. Okay, I'll do the photo shoot… but I want to see the pictures before I actually decide if I'm posting them." Vicky said, making Jin smile as he leaned down and gave her a light kiss, Crystal giggling as she melted into his arms.
Breaking the kiss, he brushed her hair out of her face with a smile.
"Now, before we start that, do you want an upgrade to your power?" Jin offered, making her eyes widen. "I'll be charging the PRT but I think I can make an exception for you."
"Seriously? I don't have to be a Thinker to know how much people would pay for an upgrade, I can't afford that and you know it." Vicky stammered, a blush on her face as he smiled down at her warmly.
"That's why I said I'd make an exception, I don't want anything happening to you and the city is getting more dangerous every day." Jin said, stroking her hair as Crystal gave her a stupid look,
She didn't need to say anything to get her message across.
'Not dating, huh?'
Blushing bright red, she cuddled against him.
"What do I have to do?" Vicky asked, making him smile softly at her.
"I just need skin contact to do my work, and… well that's not much of a problem." Jin deadpanned as he squeezed her leg, her short skirt not providing any real protection as she grinned back at him. "Hmm, the real question is what you want to upgrade. Actually, Crystal… would you like to help me with a little experiment? I'll give you an upgrade as well as payment."
Jin
"Ohh? Not sure I want anyone experimenting on my powers, or is this just an excuse for some skin contact?" Crystal asked as she walked around my desk, staring at me.
"I won't do anything with your power without explaining it first, but I have a theory on how this power works that I want to confirm." I say calmly, sending soothing feelings towards Vicky's shard as it impatiently demands my attention, and as she frowns, glancing at Vicky for a moment, she grins and walks closer.
"Fine, on one condition. I want one of your magical massages, I've got this crick in my back from getting knocked around by Fenja." Crystal demands, making me chuckle as Vicky rolls her eyes.
"I'll see what I can do." I agree easily as she takes my hand.
Crystal might actually be more attractive than Vicky, though for an odd reason. Crystal's beauty is natural, and while she barely has b-cup breasts, her body is perfect for her, as is her mischievously grinning face as she takes my hand and instead of holding it, raises it and places it on her chest, just above the small amount of cleavage that her low cut red and white sundress has left on display.
Vicky's body isn't natural, not after so many tiny adjustments from Amy, so while each individual part of her is beautiful it almost looks mismatched, like her legs, ass, breasts and face all belong to different people. It doesn't really detract from her beauty, but there's something to be said about natural beauty.
"So, magic man. What's next?" Crystal asks as I connect to her own shard, forming a bridge between them. They can't do anything without me allowing it, and Crystal's shard feels playful and curious compared to Vicky's which is getting jealous at having to share my attention, relaxing as I basically caress it with my power, making Vicky shudder.
"So, I wanted to test a theory I had, and it looks like I'm right. So, Vicky… do you want to go for a fun upgrade or smart upgrade? I can give you lasers similar to a weaker version of your cousins, by essentially getting her power to train yours, or I can do something more subtle like improving your shield, I think I could make it take a second hit before falling or cut the recharge down by half." I offer, making Vicky's and Crystal's eyes widen, the potential becoming apparent as Vicky freezes.
"Ugh… I want my own lasers so bad, but upgrading my forcefield would be so good." Vicky whines. "Fuck it, I need a ranged attack and my forcefied is already good, but you know I won't be able to hide this?" Vicky points out.
"Your loyalties lie with New Wave. I fully expect Brandish and Lady Photon to know by the end of the night, just have them keep it a secret until I talk with the PRT tomorrow if you can." I say, sowing the seeds to have New Wave eating out of the palm of my hands. "Lasers it is, I wouldn't want to be a villain in the Bay right about now." I tease as I guide Crystal's shard, the knowledge of how to make her concussive energy beams moving through the connection as Vicky outright shudders again, a look of pleasure crossing her face as her shard practically beams, almost glowing in my minds eye as smugness and joy come through the connection.
Vicky immediately flies out of my lap and as we watch, she focuses for a moment and a golden energy coats her hands, staring at it in shock and awe as the glow fills the room. Thankfully she's not reckless enough to test it immediately.
"Oh I am going to blast so many Nazis." Vicky whispers with a growing grin, vibrating with excitement as Crystal playfully takes her place in my lap, wiggling slightly.
"Oh, oh! My turn. Should I tell you what I want for Christmas? I've been a really good girl this year, but I don't mind being a bit naughty to get on the nice list." Crystal flirts, Vicky rolling her eyes again, too happy to really care.
I'm at half mast from Vicky wiggling into my lap, and Crystal can definitely feel it as she sits in my lap, but she doesn't say anything as she moves my hand to her leg. Her dress stops above her knees and she places my hand just under it.
"Hmm, your energy blasts are powerful and you can fly fast, but your force fields are rather weak." I mutter, ignoring the way she's moving around in my lap as she smiles at me. "I can make them stronger, or would you rather focus on something else?" I ask, her flirty smile fading for a second before she grins again.
"Stronger force fields would be pretty cool, are you just going to make them able to take more damage?" Crystal asks.
"Hey, Vicky? Come here for a minute." I say, drawing her attention away from her glowing hands, as she flies over, I take her hand and focus again. Her shard is flying on cloud nine, and I have to poke it several times to get its attention but as I do, I smile. "Okay, would you rather have fields that can take a set amount of damage, like you have now but with more durability or have them work like Vicky's force field, able to take any hit no matter how strong, but only once before it breaks." I ask, making her pause.
"Any hit?" Crystal asks, making me nod.
"Yes, if I'm understanding this right. I think it'll also increase the durability so weak hits won't trigger it but I can't promise that, this isn't an exact science." I admit making her grin.
"I'll take that one, right now they break over… pretty much anything." Crystal admits, I've seen her use them in videos on PHO and she's not wrong, her barriers are the weakest in her family.
Connecting the shards again, Vicky's shard feels smug as it sends over the information, and Crystal's shard just feels amused as it assimilates the information and alters the force fields with my guidance and aid.
"Ooh, that does feel good." Crystal admits as she waves her hand, a force field forming in front of us.
While the field used to be purely crimson, now there's a golden tint to them, the red and gold almost dancing as the golden strands swirl through the red field, making her grin.
"Okay, that's sexy." Crystal admits, hopping out of my lap as she flicks it, before punching it. The field flares, but doesn't break as she claps. "My god, you're gonna be in high demand. When this becomes public, you're gonna have a queue going down the street of capes wanting upgrades." Crystal says, making me smile.
Heroes and Rogues, who don't want to go to Midas. Funny how that works out, isn't it?
"I'm glad you're happy with the result, now I can give someone multiple upgrades… but there's a cooldown, Crystal I can probably give you another upgrade in three weeks, Vicky it'll be close to six to eight weeks since adding a new power is more complicated than just altering a pre-existing one." I say, making her nod as she beams.
I can't blame her, lasers are fun.
"So, photoshoot?" Crystal asks, turning to Vicky. "Why don't you go grab our hero costumes, it'll look better if it's actually Laserdream and Glory Girl, also maybe some sexy underwear? I'm not wearing a bra after all."
"…while you get a massage?" Vicky asks with a smirk.
"You've spent so long boasting about your boy toy… wait he's older, your sugar daddy's magical hands, so you're damn right I'm getting a massage." Crystal countered with a grin.
"Yeah, yeah. Have fun, don't do anything I wouldn't do. Any preference on underwear?" Vicky asked, making Crystal pause.
"Nah, just get something that matches whatever you pick." Crystal said, waving as Vicky headed out. "So, can't say I saw tonight going like this."
"That's how most nights with Vicky go." I agree, making her giggle as she sits back in my lap.
"So, magic man… want to show me what else those hands can do?"
Chuckling, I mentally feel something finish as I lift the surprisingly small girl up, into a princess carry.
"You New Wave girls are such a handful."
The Mad Scientist Unlock Quest
Objective One: Complete 5 new Research Projects - 1/5
Objective Two: Have 50 Science Minions (at least 10 of which have to be scientists) - 50/50 (0/10 Scientists)
Objective Three: Build a Laboratory - 1/1
And with that, I have access to the Scientist minion, the next tier of science minions after the technicians. Mentally sending my order out, I have my workers start to train into technicians and some of the technicians train to become scientists.
Things are only going to get better from here.
Crystal
As she was carried into the room, she immediately noticed the waiting massage bed and giggled, she'd call him whipped if he didn't have Vicky wrapped around his finger, at least when she wasn't wrapped around another extremity all together.
She and Vicky had always been close, and even if she wouldn't admit it, Vicky looked up to her, so when Vicky started talking to her about Prophet, showing the exact same puppy love she normally reserved for Dean she was suspicious.
At first, she was worried about a potential master, but after meeting him she realised exactly what happened. Jin was there for Vicky while no-one else was, telling her exactly what she wanted to hear.
She should have done more to help Vicky when the whole leaked photos situation started, but she was swamped with college work.
Honestly she cared more about college than she did cape life. She was born into the cape life and it was expected of her, but college was something she chose to do herself, and that made it important to her, so she had a habit of burying herself in it… even when she maybe didn't focus on the right parts of college life.
The social side of it was a lot more fun than the studying side, not that she didn't keep her grades up. It was part of her agreement with her parents to cut down on her hero hours after all.
So she wasn't there for Vicky when she needed to be, Uncle Mark probably hadn't even noticed, Aunt Carol was… Aunt Carol, and Amy had her own problems, so when a handsome older man had been the only one to support her, she had fallen hard even if she wouldn't admit it.
That didn't mean she completely trusted Prophet, which is why she'd decided to meet him for herself, and so far she was pretty impressed, despite her suspicions.
Placing her down, sitting her on the edge of the massage bed, she grinned at him despite her thoughts as she simply shrugged her dress off, letting it fall to the floor as she stood in front of him in a thong and nothing else.
"You know, with how Vicky boasts about how amazing your massages are, I half-suspect that you've got a power for them." Crystal said playfully, impressed that his gaze only briefly flickered to her small breasts.
"Ha, you're not entirely wrong. I just used my Thinker learning power to master the art of massages. Years of experience in a couple of nights." Jin admitted as she smiled, an interesting skill to decide to learn but she guessed when you could learn any skill that fast you might as well learn everything you wanted to.
"Nice, now do I need to lose my panties as well? Crystal asked, hooking her thumbs into them as she gave him a teasing smile as she pulled them down slightly, exposing the top of her landing strip.
"Normally I'd say yes, but they cover so little that it won't be a problem if you keep them on. That said, they'll get the oils on them if you don't." Jin replied easily, unflustered as she pushed them down and gave him a pose, before laying down on her back, watching as he grabbed a small brown bottle and brought it over, smiling down at her as he poured a small amount of the oil down onto her stomach.
As he started to massage her, she realised something… she'd made a minor error in judgement, she wanted to tease him to get an idea of what kind of person he was, but as he started to spread the oil and gently knead her flesh, a low moan left her and she shuddered at just how good his touch felt.
Moving up her chest, he worked around her breasts before he simply reached up and groped them, working the oil into her small mounds, his fingers toying with her nipples as she moaned again, a small smirk on his face as he moved down to her legs, working his way down to her feet.
"Turn over please." Jin requested, watching as she did so, sticking her ass up enticingly, surprised when his hands went to her shoulders instead, making a quiet crack as he worked out a kink. "Hmm, you really should take better care of yourself." Jin said, working on her upper back and shoulders more as she moaned, not even needing to fake the lusty tone as her eyes rolled up.
"F-fuck, harder." Crystal whimpered, she really did have some cricks in her back from her day job as a hero, and suddenly she realised why Vicky couldn't stop bragging about her sugar daddy's touch.
As he carefully went to work dealing with the problem, she whimpered quietly and felt her eyes start to close, far more relaxed than she should have been.
He hadn't even made it to her lower back before they closed.
As she slowly opened her eyes, she turned her head in confusion before she shot up, her body feeling lighter than it had in a long time.
"I fell asleep?" Crystal mumbled to herself, hoping off the massage bed she'd been left on, still naked as she headed back towards his office.
She didn't find him there, but spotting another open door, she grinned as she listened.
"Mhmm, h-harder, fuck me." Vicky moaned as she snuck closer, peeking through the door and watching as Vicky laid on her back in a large bed, Jin on top of her as he thrust into her waiting body.
"So, how long was I out?" Crystal asked casually, Vicky jumping in surprise before Jin grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back down, continuing to pound her into the bed.
"Just over an hour, don't worry we found something to do while we waited." Jin said challengingly, turning and looking at her as he continued to fuck Vicky.
"I can see that, guess Vicky had a lot of stress to… work off as well." Crystal said as she walked into the room, climbing onto the bed and sitting next to Vicky, legs crossed. "You know, I feel great… but I can't help but notice how oiled up my ass is, took your time finishing off my massage, huh?"
"I like being through, and you had a lot of pent up stress." Jin replied easily, grabbing Vicky and flipping her over, lifting her up and placing her on her knees facing away from him as he pulled her body agaisnt him, fucking her from behind.
"O-oh yeah, like that~" Vicky moaned, her breasts bouncing wildly as Jin groped one of them.
Well, she'd never been shy. It wasn't the first time they'd seen each other naked, and she'd taught Vicky how to kiss after her first break up with Dean, the first of many.
Moving in front of Vicky, she grinned at her cousin as she stared at her.
"Hey Vicky, remember when you wanted my help to win Dean back?" Crystal asked, Vicky's eyes widening in realisation as she leaned forwards, capturing her cousin's lips with her own briefly. "Time to see if you remember my… lessons."
Vicky immediately returned the kiss, their tongues dancing as they explored each others mouth. She was pent up, and while she wasn't a prude she'd realised quickly that most of the guys in college wanted to fuck her so they could brag about fucking a hero.
So she was picky about who she fucked, but right now she was horny, and Jin was right there. Time to see if his dick was as good as his hands.
As Jin pushed Vicky forwards, she fell onto her back with Vicky laying on top of her, their breasts pressed together as they made out, and as she felt something push against her slit, she simply spread her legs wider, Jin having pulled out of Vicky and aiming a little lower, his hard cock, lubricated with Vicky's love juices, rubbing against her pussy.
Breaking the kiss, Vicky grabbed her hands and playfully held them above her head, knowing she'd never be able to break free from her much stronger cousin, grinning down at her.
"You know, I've kinda fantasised about this." Vicky admitted, making Crystal grin up at her. "Though it used to be a threesome with you and Dean that I fantasised about, but that's his loss." Vicky said with a hint of maliciousness.
Poor Dean, or not. She didn't think they made a good couple, if they were then they wouldn't break up every other week.
"Sucks to be him." Crystal agreed, suppressing a moan as Jin started to slowly push into her.
"Yup, now… babe, fuck this little tease hard." Vicky said with a sultry smile, Jin chuckling as he immediately thrust into her, bottoming out in her right cunt as she moaned lewdly, the sound muffled by Vicky's mouth as they kissed again.
With Vicky holding her down, she couldn't fight back if she wanted to as Jin started to really fuck her, Vicky's body holding her in place as he railed into her, her tight slit squeezing down on his cock.
She'd never really had a thing for older men, but maybe Vicky was onto something here.
Holding both her hands above her head with one hand, Vicky's other hand started to roam her body, playing with her breasts as they made out, and perhaps it was how good she felt after the massage, or maybe she was just that pent up, but it took the two of them mere moments to drag her first climax out of her, loud moans muffled by Vicky's lips as she tightened down on the fat cock pumping into her.
Feeling him speed up, she reluctantly pulled her mouth away from Vicky's, getting his attention.
"O-outside, I'm not on the pill." Crystal said quickly, making him pause before he pulled out entirely, pushing Vicky off her and climbing further up the bed, kneeling above her stomach as Vicky caught on and immediately started stroking his cock as she playfully aimed it at her face.
Rolling her eyes, she admitted she might have gotten in over her head as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, flinching slightly as the first spurt of cum splattered against her breasts, Vicky adjusting her aim in time for the second burst to land in her mouth, some missing and striking her cheek as the surprisingly sweet taste flooded her mouth.
As he finished painting her face, he whispered something to Vicky, making her grin flirtily as she moved and sat against the headboard, her legs spread wide as Jin grabbed her and pulled her against him.
"You're a naughty little slut, aren't you?" Jin whispered into her ear as he groped her body, his shaft pressing against her ass. "Butting your way into our private time."
"Mhmm, are you complaining?" Crystal retorted, pushing her ass against him, she wasn't the type to back down.
"Oh no, but Vicky is being so very generous letting you join in her relaxation time, so why don't you be a good girl and thank her?" Jin ordered, gripping her hair and pushing her head between Vicky's open legs.
As her face was pushed against Vicky's slit, she realised that they'd definitely been at this a while as she saw the cum leaking from Vicky's pussy, her mouth immediately pushed against it as she started to lap at her cousin's well-fucked cunt.
Well, he was right after all…
Carol
Sighing to herself, she mentally admitted that maybe, just fucking maybe, Vicky was right that this little stunt would help their PR, not hurt it.
But finding out from PHO that her daughter and niece had decided to do a revealing photo shoot for charity was infuriating, Vicky didn't even ask her opinion before she made the announcement on PHO.
Sarah thought it was a surprisingly good idea, making something good out of Vicky's leaked nudes, and the fact that she was selling them for charity made her look noble instead of just greedy. She'd also been amused that Crystal decided to take part, unsurprised at her daughter's actions.
Looking at one of the preview pictures, she mentally admitted that it looked surprisingly tasteful considering it had two topless cousins smiling at the camera. Their bodies pushed together, hiding any hint of nipple thanks to the angle.
Wanting to know just how bad it was, she reluctantly bought the set, perusing the hundred or so pictures for any that would be a problem.
She wasn't fond of the way Crystal and Vicky touched each other, she didn't need those kinds of rumours spreading as she looked at a picture of a topless Vicky smiling at the camera, Crystal behind her with her hands covering Vicky's breasts, her head on her shoulder.
Some of the pictures were downright sultry, though you never actually saw either of their vaginas even as they fully stripped, making them look more like lovers than cousins, but she supposed the taboo only helped sell as she looked at the counter of how much money they'd raised in the hour it had been since they were posted.
The comments were going wild, horny men and fanboys raving about how sexy they both were, but the general opinion seemed to be surprisingly positive.
People seemed impressed that Vicky had turned around something as embarrassing as having her nudes leaked into an opportunity to do some good.
Even the charity was a good choice, a Brockton Bay based charity that was dedicated to helping people who lost family or property due to Cape battles, helping pay for repairs to buildings that were damaged
One of the bigger criticisms of Vicky was that she caused as much damage to her surroundings as the villains she stopped, so supporting a charity that helped with that exact issue was a very good choice.
A choice that was too smart for Vicky, her daughter was smart but she wasn't this smart, she didn't know how to wage this kind of PR war…
The photographs were credited to 'The All Seeing Eye Modelling Agency', so Prophet wasn't even trying to hide his involvement.
Vicky was definitely sleeping with him, which was another problem but as long as it didn't become public she'd leave it be, it was a good way to make sure Prophet had a strong tie to New Wave, especially now that he'd revealed his power upgrading abilities.
And hadn't that been a surprise, Vicky's new power was definitely useful but again, she'd not even asked for her opinion before accepting Prophet's offer to upgrade her and Crystal's powers.
She'd be lying if she said she wouldn't like her own power upgraded, but she also knew that she probably couldn't afford his prices.
Messaging him, she scowled to herself as she thought about her other problem. Amy hadn't been to the hospital once this week, but she was still leaving the house regularly.
So where was she going?
Carol: I wanted to thank you for upgrading Vicky's powers, I know she can be a handful at times. I can only imagine how much you could charge for such a treatment
Prophet: It was nothing, I'm very fond of Vicky, as I'm sure you've realised.
Carol: I have, and while I don't approve of your relationship I won't interfere, Vicky can make her own decisions, just know if you hurt her I will return the favour.
Prophet: I'm sure you would, thankfully I have no intention of hurting her. Oh, and while I am planning on charging the PRT considerably for my services, I'm more than willing to come to an agreement with independents who want my services.
Carol: Why do I get the feeling you aren't exactly fond of the PRT?
Prophet: Is any independent?
Despite herself, she laughed at his blunt response. He wasn't wrong.
Prophet: I'm sure they'd love to have me locked in some room, spending every waking moment upgrading their capes, but I'm an independent for a reason, I have no boss or master but myself. The PRT are necessary, but that doesn't mean I have to like them or their decisions. I have a personal fondness for Independents, and I dislike their vulture-like behaviour when it comes to absorbing independents.
Carol: You aren't wrong, they've tried to get New Wave to join them repeatedly over the years, going back to when we were the Brockton Bay Brigade.
Prophet: I'm sure, they've just 'recruited' the Incredibles. Mr Incredible lost his temper and punched his civilian boss, almost killing him and placing his family into a considerable amount of debt, the PRT jumped at the chance to force them to join, as I'm sure they would with you should disaster strike.
Frowning, she read over his message again. She knew the Incredibles of course, they were a group so very similar to New Wave after all, a family unit with public identities, but she had been too busy dealing with New Wave's damaged reputation to pay attention to what was happening out of the city.
It spoke poorly of what would happen to them if New Wave's reputation couldn't be repaired, with the PRT circling around them like a scavenger waiting for them to fall so it could pick their corpse apart.
Carol: Is that why you decide to 'help' Vicky's reputation?
Prophet: It's working, isn't it? I have some long term plans to make her Brockton Bay's Golden Girl.
Carol: I don't suppose we can come to an agreement for you to help improve New Wave's reputation?
Prophet: Perhaps, but we should discuss this face to face, when we both have some time.
As she heard Amy moving around, she agreed and said goodbye as she headed towards Amy's room, spotting her adopted daughter lounging around in her pyjamas.
"Amelia, would you care to explain why I've just found out that you haven't been to the hospital once lately?" Carol asked, arms crossed as she glared at her apparently rebellious daughter.
"Because I haven't felt like it, and they're working just fine without me. They have my number if they need me for an emergency. They haven't called me so I haven't gone in." Amy retorted, making her blink at the blunt tone and challenging stare.
"Then where have you been going so often?" Carol asked, making Amy scoff in response.
"Oh, you did notice I was leaving the house, I'm actually surprised. I've been visiting a friend, relaxing and enjoying myself. Not that it's any of your business, but I do have a social life, as small as it may be." Amy said slowly, arms crossed over her chest.
"You mean to tell me that, during a gang war when New Wave is going through a PR disaster, you've been slacking off and playing around?" Carol said, her tone growing colder as Amy narrowed her eyes.
"Yes." Amy replied simply, making her force down a growl.
"I have told you, repeatedly, that you are a Hero, and a public figure. It comes with certain expectations and responsibilities. You are Panacea, you have a duty to heal, and I won't have people die because you decided you 'didn't feel like' healing them. Clearly you can't be trusted to act maturely, so I'll make arrangements for another member of New Wave to escort you to and from the hospital, now get dressed." Carol scolded, watching as Amy blatantly didn't stand up from her spot. "Are you listening to me, Amelia?"
"No, not this time. Actually, I think I'm done listening to you. I'm Amy Dallon, not Panacea, I'm allowed a life outside of slaving away at the hospital, and you're not taking that from me." Amy retorted, making Carol blink in utter shock as she felt her temper rising. "I am going to get dressed, then I'm going to go see my friend. You don't want to stop me."
"And why is that?" Carol growled, making Amy smile wryly as she rose up and walked towards her, despite herself she felt her body move into a defensive stance, Amy visibly flinching with a sad smile as she stopped a few steps away.
"Do you know just how much I learn about someone from a single touch?" Amy started, making her blink in confusion. "Everything, I learn everything there is to know about someone by touching their skin, and do you know how many times I've healed every single member of New Wave? It means I'm extremely familiar with each one of their bodies, I know everything there is to know about our family." Amy continued.
"Is this going somewhere?" Carol asked, making Amy smile dryly, no happiness behind it.
"It means I'd easily notice when things don't quite match up, for instance did you know that Mark and Vicky aren't related? Strange, isn't it? He seems to truly believe he's her father, but…" Amy drawled as Carol paled rapidly, a dagger of ice stabbing right into her heart. "It took me ages to work out why something felt off, but it wasn't until I healed Uncle Neil right after healing Vicky that I realised the truth, so tell me, does Mark know you fucked Uncle Neil? Does Aunt Sarah?"
"I…" Carol started, unsure what to say at Amy's almost mocking tone.
Of all the things she could have seen coming, her mistakes from over a decade ago coming back to haunt her wasn't among them.
She had cheated on Mark, long before Vicky was born, and betrayed her sister's trust by sleeping with her fiancée, but she'd ended those dalliances after she realised she was pregnant and couldn't say for sure if Neil or Mark were the father.
It had been an emotion driven mistake, an impulsive decision during a patrol they had together. A cape battle had led to her uniform being badly damaged, leading to her accidentally flashing Neil, and teasing led to flirting, and with adrenaline running high, they'd slept together.
The second time she couldn't blame on the adrenaline, or the many times afterwards. Mark's medication suppressed his sex drive and when he didn't take it he was too depressed to be interested in sex, leaving her with a very dry sex life, very rarely sleeping with her husband, Neil however was much more… passionate.
"I'm thinking the answer is no. You lecture me so much about my responsibilities, what it means to be a hero, all while you barely put on your cape outfit and have an affair with your brother-in-law, you're nothing but a hypocrite." Amy said coldly. "I spent so long working myself to the bone for your approval, but honestly? I don't even want it anymore."
"Why did you never say anything?" Carol asked quietly, well aware of Vicky and Mark's presence on the same floor.
"Because it would hurt Aunt Sarah, Dad and Vicky. I didn't want to be the reason for family drama like that, but I wouldn't be the reason would I? You would, and isn't it the heroic thing to do to expose a betrayal like that? So, are you sure you want me to be heroic, or can I go and have fun?" Amy asked sarcastically, staring up at her challengingly as she waited for the reply that wasn't coming, her mouth dry and her heart racing. "No? Then get out of my room and leave me alone."
A part of her wanted to scream at Amy for the disrespect, but that would attract the attention of the rest of the house and she couldn't risk Amy being willing to go through with her threat.
She already could see how that would go, the final nail in New Wave's coffin, forged by her years ago and hammered in by Marquis's daughter in some twisted form of delayed revenge.
"I do love Mark." Carol said, making Amy scoff.
"So do I, it's the only reason I haven't said anything. Telling someone with clinical depression that his wife cheated on him and that his only child by blood isn't actually his wouldn't end well." Amy said simply.
Hesitating for a moment, she backed off and left the room, heading back to her office with a deep frown. She'd messed up, badly.
Not just with Neil, but with Amy. Her words about working so hard to get her approval struck deep, and she realised it was because they were true.
But she'd always seen her as the second coming of Marquis, rewarding her hard work with mistrust and paranoia.
Ironically enough, it took the actual second coming of Marquis, Midas, to make her realise that.
But as Amy said, she didn't even want her approval anymore.
A few minutes passed, and she heard Amy leave the house, watching her head down the street from the window, a black car pulling up and picking her up.
She needed to fix this, New Wave's existence might rely on it. Grabbing her phone, she paused before she opened up her messages with Prophet.
Vicky talked a lot about how he helped her with Dean, not that she wanted to touch that situation with a ten foot pole, but perhaps he could help her with Amy?
Helena Bertinelli (Huntress) (Flashback)
"My apologies, Huntress, I wanted to send the kids away before we got to the serious stuff, I'm sure you understand." Midas said easily, looking over her body with a smug smile. "But now it's time for us grown-ups to talk, don't you think?"
Not letting it get to her, she gave Midas a cocky smile as his eyes roamed her naked form. She'd woken up in this chair after being fed, thanks to the sedatives in her food obviously, but she had no idea how far they'd moved her. She might not even be in Brockton Bay anymore.
"Come on, big guy… are all these restraints really needed for a little thing like me?" Helena asked, tugging on her restraints, the straps binding her to the chair as he approached. "We're all adults here, I'm sure we can come to an agreement that leaves us both satisfied." Helena flirted, men liked being flattered and hit on, it made them less likely to use the obvious torture devices lying around the prison.
Sex was a tool, and one she didn't hesitate to wield when she needed to.
Walking towards her silently, Midas stared down at her from behind his mask, gray eyes staring down at her.
"With how many villains you have around, I'm not stupid enough to try and fight you, all this isn't necessary." Helena confined, making him smile slightly.
"Waiting on your friends to save you? Oracle doesn't know where you are, I'm afraid, though she's welcome to waste her time and resources trying to infiltrate the hotel." Midas said idly, her eyes widening a fraction as he smirked. "Shadow Stalker is pretty talkative, I didn't even need to interrogate her."
Damn it.
"What happened to her?" Helena asked, staring at him with growing worry.
"Nothing, I handed her back over to the PRT with a slap on the wrist, I imagine by now she probably wishes she was the one tied to a chair in my lair, the PRT will be far harsher on her than I was." Midas laughed, making her sigh in relief.
At least she didn't get Sophia hurt, just in trouble.
"Then what happens now? I doubt I even know anything you don't already know, so why waste your time interrogating me?" Helena asked, making Midas chuckle.
"You probably don't, but you aren't a child and you don't have a powerful organisation protecting you, so I'm not inclined to let you get away with thinking you could infiltrate my hotel." Midas said, moving over to the table and grabbing something from a drawer as he walked back over to her.
Stuck as she was, she couldn't do anything but watch as he calmly attached a golden collar around her neck, a thin gold leash hanging from it, and undid her restraints.
"Follow me, trust me, you don't want to try and leave the base with that around your neck." Midas said, grabbing the leash and giving it a tug as she stood.
Walking around her, he grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back, binding them together with a pair of heavy golden shackles.
She could still try to run… but where would she even go? She didn't know where she was, her power needed a weapon to work, and she had been collared with no idea what would happen if she tried to leave without removing the tight collar from around her neck.
Her legs were bound next, not enough to stop her from moving but the golden chains prevented her legs from moving too far apart, stopping her from being able to move any faster than a slow walk.
Grabbing the leash again, he started to walk as he guided her through his base, long corridors filled with his minions as they moved about, looking over at them as they walked through the lair.
They saluted Midas as he passed, their eyes lingering on her naked and bound body as wolf-whistles and catcalls followed her.
"Don't mind them, they know they can't touch you without my permission." Midas said as he guided her through the base.
There were so many men and women down here, which told her that they'd underestimated just how large the Golden Syndicate actually was, she'd seen dozens of people so far and she had no doubt that there were far more that she hadn't seen, or that were outside their base.
Entering a room through a pair of golden double doors, she paused as she stared at the opulent room she had been led into.
It was fairly empty, a golden carpet on a black floor leading from the door up to a set of stairs, an extravagant golden throne sitting on the raised platform looking down at the rest of the room.
But what drew her attention as she was led towards the throne was the cage, almost looking like a birdcage as he pulled her towards it, opening the door, golden bars arranged in a circle as she was placed inside it, the door closed behind her, locking with a cliche over-sized golden key which Midas pocketed.
Moving around her, he grabbed her arms and undid the cuffs, before cuffing them again above her head, attaching them to the ceiling of her cage, forcing her to have to stand on her tip-toes to avoid hurting them.
With a smirk, he grabbed his phone and pressed a few buttons, the cage was lifted into the air leaving her suspended a few meters in the air, hung from the ceiling in the tiny cage, barely big enough for her to turn.
"As much as I'd love to spend some time dealing with you, I'm a busy man. You can just hang around here for a while and think about what you've done." Midas taunted, giving her a mocking wave as he turned and left, leaving her trapped.
A pun, really?
Present
She might have actually prefered torture or rape, she had no idea how long she'd been stuck up here but it had been a couple of days at least.
With how small the cage was, she couldn't even really move, not able to sit down and rest her legs, and anytime she took the strain off her feet, she put it on her arms leading to an uncomfortable game of balancing which part of her body she was tiring out, but without being able to sleep properly, it had just left to both her arms and legs aching without a chance to rest them.
She'd been fed, the cage lowered as a minion helped her drink a bottle of room temperature water and the fed her a bowl of tasteless gruel, before she was sent into the air again, it was enough to take care of her needs even if it left her utterly unsatisfied.
She'd seen Midas a couple of times, but he'd mostly ignored her as he and White Rabbit fucked on the throne, though she'd seen Rabbit whispering into his ear and staring at her as they both smirked.
She knew Oracle wouldn't be able to rescue her immediately, that would just lead to the entire team hanging from cages like trophies, but for the love of Scion she hoped they came up with something soon, because the longer she spent hanging in this damnable cage the more she realised how willing she was to fold and beg Midas to let her out, no matter what it cost her.
Bonus Scene - Simurgh
Something had changed, a lesser Thinker might think that their powers were working again, but she knew better.
Whatever it was that temporarily blinded her was still blocking her sight, but now it was more subtle, hiding itself and only itself from her vision, which put any plans she formed at risk because she couldn't tell what minor action from them would derail her schemes.
Plotting out her next action, she looked for a path that led to her freedom from Zion and from the High Priest, wondering if she could use this blank spot to her advantage.
While she had been blinded, her vision flooded with false stories and nonsense, she hadn't been able to hear the High Priest's orders, she'd felt no compulsion to give him the challenge the insecure fool needed.
Behemoth and Leviathan weren't like her, they didn't really think at all, she picked the targets and set the order they attacked in, and she was the one the High Priest's demand was delivered through.
As she pathed, she froze as she foresaw something that had never been in any of her visions yet, Eidolon's death at the hands of a silver skinned woman, a calm smile on her face as her creator reached out and re-established her control of the Endbringers.
Eden was alive, and she wanted her creations back.
Alexandria
"The Simurgh has become active again?" Rebecca asked, the virtual avatar of Dragon nodding seriously.
"Briefly, yes. She completely broke her usual pattern. Ever since whatever it was that was stopping precogs from working properly stopped blocking them, she stopped drifting aimlessly and returned to her usual spot, waiting and presumably using her precognition to plot, however exactly eighteen minutes ago she… well, she started screaming." Dragon explained, making her stare.
"Screaming? How far does it travel, how many people can hear it?" Rebecca said seriously, frowning severely.
"No-one, she was too high up and above the ocean, it didn't travel that far and there were no boats in the area. I haven't even listened to the audio myself yet, I just know how loud it was and how long it lasted, seven minutes and twelve seconds for the record, after she finished screaming she flew directly towards my drone and smashed it to pieces, if I didn't know any better I'd say she was throwing a tantrum, after that she flew higher than we've ever seen her go and proceeded to completely cocoon herself within her wings." Dragon explained, making her frown.
What the hell was she doing?
And how did they get her to stop? Preparing all this to fight Scion wouldn't help if the Simurgh decided to kill them all before the final battle.
They needed whatever was blocking precogs to start doing so again, and all signs were pointing towards them being on the North-East of America, where Midas, another person of interest, happened to be located.
She didn't believe in coincidences.