In a dimly lit conference room...
The room had a diameter of about 15 meters. On either side were two doors. Each door had someone guarding it. The person was clad in black armor. On closer inspection, it was something carved out from a Supreme tier beast!
In the middle of the room was a circular table made of titan-glass. Titanium was now the new gold, as it was now more valuale than gold. Many alloys were made after merging titanium with other materials. Titan-glass was an alloy made of titanium and glass. There were other magnificent alloys like titan-steel, titan-thread, titan-gold and others.
Around the table were seven people all dressed in different designs and colors of suits.
"Commander Walker! What do you make of this?! Two planets had already been destroyed! We need an explanation! Planets can't just be destroyed without a trace!" a man wearing a golden suit screamed. He was the Pope, leader of all the churches in the Universe, and overseer of all the christains.
The man known as Commander Walker massaged his temples and rubbed his bald head. This was a complete headache. He had assembled this meeting to know if any of these high seaters were responsible for the destrucytion of the two planets, or if they had any idea what it was. As the Commander of the whole Universe's military, there was no way someone would use any military weapon without him knowing. His camouflage suit was ruffled. It was obvious he was worn out.
"Mr. Cartel, maybe your people were testing a new weapon that was made available on the black market?" Commander Walker asked.
A pot-bellied man wearing a blue suit shook his head. He was Cartel. The main core of all the trading systems. He was like the boss of all business men in the Universe.
"It must be the work of you demons!" the Pope snarled, pointing at a man wearing a black suit opposite him.
The man shrugged."The end time is near. Lord Lucifer and his demons have had enough of you all." The man said. On closer inspection, he had a clear inscription on his forehead. It was a clear '666', written on his forehead. This man was known as Dvon. He was the leader of the Anti Christ. A group of satanic worshipppers that opposed the christains.
"Enough of your nonsense Dvon. Nobody cares about your little fantasies." a woman wearing a pink suit said. She was the head of all Academies in the Universe. Kendl was her name.
"We all know who is crazy enough to destroy planets to achieve their goals." a woman clad in yellow suit said. She was the Chief Judge of all courts. Her name was Mary.
Everybody turned to look at the man wearing a gray suit. The ,man was muscular, and his suit was barely restraining his bulging muscles. His eyes twitched as he noticed everyone's gaze on him. A number suddenly lit up around his eye. It was not noticeable at first, until it lit up, with a fiery red hue. It was the number 12.
"Agent 12. Do you know anything?" Supreme Commander Walker asked.
"This is all just a formality between us. Normally, we don't conscend to meetings like this." Agent 12 said.
Mary snorted."Its a miracle you and your organization are still around." she said, disdain oozing out of her.
"We should have wiped them out a long time ago." Dvon said.
"Mn!" the Pope nodded.
They had found something they both hated. For that moment, these two mortal enemies became friends.
Everyone turned to look at the Supreme Commander. The military had more than enough power to wipe out these scumbags, but they hadn't, why?
Commander Walker pursed his lips. "Why hadn't they sent someone of a higher rank? I'm sure they'd see some reason with us."
Agent 12 laughed. The females in the room suddenly felt a chill down their spine. That laugh. It was like the laugh of an overpowered rapist looking down on them, ready to defile and butcher them. This man...
"I'm already the most you can see. And that was just because I was around. An Agent in the lower numbers would have just done fine."
Commaander Walker's face twisted. That was basically an insult. According to the intrel they had on this shady organisation, there were a hundred Agents in total. Agent 100, Agent 99, and so on, until it came up to the strongest, and their leader, Agent 1. And here they were saying that Agent 12 was the best they could get and it was by chance?!
"Don't get the wrong idea. It's just because we can't afford another war that you people are still alive." Commander Walker snarled.
"People who seek the destruction of humanity don't deserve to live!" Kendl said.
Everyone around the table was glaring at him. He took in a deep breath, like their hatred was a sweet autumn breeze.
When he opened his eyes, everyone saw the fire of an overbearing zealot who would do anything to preach his beliefs, under any circumstance.
"We don't seek to destroy humanity, we aim to heal it. All of you with all your abilities are sick. We are looking for a way to heal you all! Most of all, you all are still opressing those of us without abilities. The world will only be truly peaceful if we were all equal." he said, smiling like a mad man.
The room became silent. But the glares intensified. He laughed even more.
"Don't you all get it? I might not be high ranked. I'm just one of the highest double digits. But I'm more than enough to take care of you! Real strength isn't from abilities. It's from the training and resolve of real humans!" he said.
Kendl immediately stood up. Her eyes sparkled like pink stars. Agent 12 was immediately transported to another dimension. In this dimension, everythind was pink. A giant ruler hung over his head. Every single thought from him warranted a strike. The ruler descended without mercy, striking his very soul. But after the third time, his eyes sparkled, and the number 12 on his eye glowed brighter. He was brought back to the real conference room. Meanwhile, Kendl bent forward and spat out a mouthful of blood. She looked at Agent 12 like he was a monster. But he was only smiling widely, like a serial killer.
"What have you done?!" the Pope screamed. He performed some hand seals. His suit glowed golden bright, and it intensified, chasing away the darkness. He lloked like a golden god that had descended the mundane world to punish evil doers. The sacred light morphed into a sword and stabbed towards Agent 12.
Agent 12 opened his arms wide.
For a moment, everyone was blinded by the golden light. When it died down, the Pope's smile froze. He thought he had killed someone who would be better off dead, but Agent 12 stood there. The top of his suit was long gone, leaving only a pair of blackened gray suit trousers. His chest blazing red, like tempered steel, and it was rapidly cooling down too.
"As a religious sanction, you sure are weak!"
Dvon stood up. He swung his hands, and a giant demonic claw made of darkness clawed at Agent 12. It smacked him against the wall and held him in place.
"This is supposed to be a meeting of solution, not of barbarians!"
"Oh yeah? But you all attacked me. I have yet to raise a single finger against you! Who's the babarian n-"
The dark demon claw rose up and covered his mouth. Agent's 12 skin immediately began to corrode. The lack of oxygen making his skin look blue. He looked like he would die any second.
Dvon turned to the Pope. "Darkness rules over all." his face suddenly twitched suddenly, and he looked at Agent 12 with wide eyes.
Agent 12 tore through the claw like it was paper. The claw then dissipated like bubbles.
"This has gone on for too long!" Mary stood up, her eyes glowing like yellow stars.
Agent 12 was transported to another dimension. It was like outer space, only that everything was painted yellow. In front of him stood Lady Justice, over 40 meters tall. The symbol of all courts. She stood there, blindfolded, imperious. On one hand was a balance scale, and on the other hand was a sword. She swung the sword at agent 12.
"ENOUGH!"
Commander Walker suddenly appeared in the dimension, in front of Agent 12. The sword stopped barely inches from his head. Saying the sword was going to behead him was already an understatement. mThe sword was so big, it would have smashed him, had it not stopped. The dimension faded away and they returned back to the conference room.
"WALKER! What is the meaning of this?!" Mary asked. As the Chief Judge, in her eyes defending a criminal as valuable as Agent 12 was beyond treason!
"Commander Walker, your ancestors were originally without abilities, and beacons of technological advancement. How low have you fallen?" Agent 12 jeered.
The veins on Commander Walker's face bulged dangerously. His skin instantly turned to stone. He turned around and punched Agent 12 in the gut.
The strange thing was, Agent 12 just stood there, like he was expecting a hug, hands opened wide. He didn't even flinch. But the ground and wall behind him suddenly had cracks spreading wildly in all directions. Then it all collapsed!
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"Hello! Please take us a picture." a blonde haired lady said a she handed her phone to a passerby.
The man obliged. He took the phone and set it like he wanted to take a picture. "What a beautiful couple." he couldn't help but comment.
The woman stood beside her fiance and smiled. The fiance was a black haired man. He smiled too.
The man set his hands well, obviously trying to pose like a professional photographer. He looked at the screen and, and he almost dropped the phone. It was obvious that these people had come to use the White House as a background for their picture. But the problem was...
"Hey! What's wrong?!" the fiance asked.
He followed the man's gaze and turned around.
"OH! Mama!" the White House which they had come all the way from California to see had collapsed! Collapsed was an understatement. Half of it had crubled away, and the other half remained standing, just like the White House should be.
"Is that Commander Walker?" the blonde woman asked.
Her fiance squinted and looked at the now exposed part of the building. It was indeed Supreme Commander Walker! The fact that the White House had collapsed suddenly erased from his mind. He immediately aligned himself, so it was like Commander Walker was behind him.
"Old man! Quick! Take me a picture!"
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"HAHAHA!" Agent 12 was laughing like a mad man.
Everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.
A hydra jet suddenly descended and hovered above the ground just beside the remainder of the White House, behind Agent 12. Nobody stopped him as he jumped into the jet. They just watched with wide eyes as the jet rose to the air and dissappeard from their sight.
"What just happened?" Kendl said as she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.