Third Person P.O.V.

"So… What are the results of the scans? And where is he now?" Ophelia enters the hidden lab, followed by Sin, and without any greeting, asks what interests her.

"He is simply sitting in his room… Meditating, probably. Haven't moved for some hours." A Hydra agent answers, he wears a lab coat over his green uniform, while pointing to a screen showing a view from above of Lord Drakkon's room. "He can be sleeping too…" He adds, unsure.

Despite Ophelia giving him a very fancy room, with a bathroom and everything, hoping for him to take off his clothes, Lord Drakkon barely used anything. The room remains mostly untouched. He is simply sitting with his legs crossed, one above the other, in the middle of the bed, like he is meditating.

"He didn't even drink or eat anything?" Ophelia asks with a frown, noticing the tray of food untouched. 

She put some undetectable sleeping drugs in the food and drinks. Not that she wants to capture or even kill him, but an unconscious Lord Drakkon would not complain if they made some experiments on him… She was, at least, hoping that he would leave some DNA samples on the cups, in case he had some resistance to the drugs. It's very common in this world, after all.

"No. He simply sat after walking around the room for a bit." The Hydra agent answers.

"..." She can't fault him for being cautious, despite it making it hard for her to control him. "Argh, fine… Forget the underhanded and invasive tactics for now. Tell me what you gained from the scans." She orders

"His suit appears to be a very advanced piece of technology, an armor…"

"Armor?" Sin interrupts, looking at the screen that shows a view from above of Lord Drakkon. "With the exception of some parts, it looks just clothes."

"That's why it's so advanced!" Another Hydra operative says almost excited "Our scans show a foreign energy running through each strand of his suit. There are no circuits! It's like the suit is made of equal parts matter and energy. This is something not even Stark can pull. The energy source is distributed throughout the whole thing, but it seems it comes from his belt."

With the press of some buttons, they change the normal view of the camera to some sort of scan, highlighting how certain parts of Lord Drakkon shine.

"His chestplate, his dagger, short sword, and the buckle of his belt… That is where this energy is concentrated more strongly."

Ophelia and Sin watch attentively the shining Lord Drakkon. Indeed, the buckle seems to be sending energy running through the whole body, while the weapons and chestplate look more independent.

"Can you replicate it?"Sin asks

"Erm…" Not only the Hydra operative, but all others around them show uncomfortable expressions. "It's… It's too advanced… I don't even know if we can reverse engineer it."

"Our best guess is that it is nano-tech… but made with materials not existent on Earth." Another adds

"So it's alien." Ophelia comments "The suit gives him power."

"Probably. And Yes."

Greed immediately appears on Sin's face. Ophelia is a little more level-headed and asked, "Being so advanced… What are the chances that it's… bound to him?"

"Very high, look…" The operative presses more buttons and Lord Drakkon changes colors many, and many times "See?"

"..." After raised eyebrows from the two women, the guy decides to explain.

"We tried to see through the suit, to see the host… but the energy of the suit is mixed almost perfectly with him."

"We also guessed that it has self-sustaining abilities… the foreign energy feeds and protects his body." Another one says "That is probably why he hadn't eaten or drunk anything."

"..." Many thoughts ran through the mind of Ophelia and Sin, from how to try to replicate his Power Ranger armor to how to make Lord Drakkon their lapdog. And even thinking about the alien civilization that created the suit.

"If you have his belt, would you be able to reverse engineer it?" Ophelia asks

"Er… Not sure… I don't know if we can crack it… And the materials…" The operative gulps, "We could maybe create low-quality copies… Maybe…" He says, but his voice lacks confidence.

Ophelia is not happy with the answer, but it's not like she is gonna strike the operative with her whip. A glare is enough to keep him in line and a hard worker, making him feel bad for the failure that is not even his fault.

"How are you even gonna take it… No one would willingly give up his powers." Sin comments

"Well…" Ophelia smirks playfully "Maybe I can make him remove his pants willingly. I'm pretty good at it~"

"..." Sin ignores her declaration and changes the subject. "I want him under me." She finally says

"Are you sure? The girls don't like him…" Ophelia comments 

"Me neither, but we can use him." Sin replies

"Okay, I can lend you for some missions." Ophelia acts like she owns Lord Drakkon, making it look like it's a favor from her.

With a scoff, Sin leaves the lab and moves to Lord Drakkon's quarters.

Without even knocking, she opened the door and went face to face with him.

"I want your services!" She declares immediately.

"..." But Lord Drakkon ignores her. He keeps the same pose, not even reacting to her arrival.

"Helloooo, are you listening to me?" She frowns, annoyed with his attitude.

He twitches a little and finally raises his head.

"I was distracted…"He says simply "And that was very rude of you."

"Whatever… Follow me, I have some use for you." She says and turns around to leave the room, not even waiting for a response.

But Lord Drakkon gives her one. "No." He says in a strong tone "Do you think you can simply come and order me around? I know that Hydra wants to use me, I don't mind because I'm using you guys to get information too, and be more effective in my crusade against Evil. But be a little nicer, I will not go."

"..." She looks at him over her shoulder, considering her next words. "It's to defeat some evildoers."

"I'm in." He stands up immediately, and whatever small anger appeared in his voice evaporated in an instant. "What are you waiting for?

"...." 'He is really easy…'

...….....

Helena

"Are you really not gonna do anything?" Helena asks him after he takes her to a laboratory in the Space Station to show her the crossbows he was making for her.

"Doing nothing is doing something." He says in a calm voice while guiding her through tables filled with things that she barely recognizes. "I'm not gonna listen to his idiotic demands. I said during that interview: 'Do you wanna talk about more cooperation? Give up all your nuclear weapons and include metas on the laws, then you will have my full help'. Did America take my offer? No."

She thinks that it is obvious that they wouldn't accept… America giving up its military might? She almost laughed at the thought.

Not that Hector's argument and proposal are bad, no. It's truly a very generous offer. Why would they need nukes when they have him to fully protect the country? And the money they would be able to save instead of wasting on weapons. Added that to the money, they would be able to save with Hector cheating with his powers to help them.

Wanna satellite in orbit? Done in 3 seconds instead of the usual months and millions of dollars later.

But Helena knows that rationality doesn't always prevail in those cases. She remembers Hector talking about it: "They are afraid that I want to make them defenseless and dependent on me before taking over the world or something… A reasonable consideration". He said once. He never held people's caution of him against them.

He knows that he can be a little scary.

But she thinks pride gets in the way as much as fear in this case, and she can't help but be less understanding than him.

"The president is being dumb and you know… Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake." Hector continues "I'm just gonna ignore his idiocy for trying to pander to the people that hate and fear me and continue doing what I want. What is he gonna do? Arrest me? With who? Black Widow?" Helena laughed at that.

Hector continues before finally stopping in front of a table with the things that interest her. "With time, his statement will backfire. And now, let's talk about cooler things… You now have the physical strength to really carry heavy artillery." He reaches for a big crossbow. "Let's start with this little beauty here… The Railgun Crossbow."

"I like the sound of that…" She shows an eager smile to match his.

"Wait till you see the one that shoots teleporting bolts. " Hector smiles. "The one that shoots small singularities will stay out of your reach, sorry…"

"The what?"

"Yeah, I would be a hypocrite to give it to you while preaching countries to give up their nukes." He nods to himself. "But you can have the prototype that increases the weights of the bolts mid-air a thousand times and the one that increases the size too!" He finished with a smile.

......…

Third Person P.O.V.

"I'm just saying… If you seriously send me to arrest Eidolon, I'm gonna give you my resignation letter faster than Captain America can say 'Avengers Assemble'." Natasha, aka Black Widow, says to Nick Fury, her tone is half-joking and half-serious.

"And go work where exactly?" Fury raises an eyebrow. The two are talking in his office, checking the progress of a certain mission.

"I don't know… Switch sides to the SCP. Russia made a superhero team, maybe is time for me to go back to my motherland!" She clenches her fist while allowing her unused russian accent to appear to show her forgotten patriotism

"Stop that, and we are not gonna buy this fight with Eidolon just because some politicians want to show off their authority." Fury says.

"What was the big deal anyway? Why make this shitty move? If they want to show authority this way, it will be even worse when Eidolon ignores them completely and undermines them even more." Natasha questions

"No one ever accused politicians of making good decisions…" Fury scoffs

"Isn't this phrase kinda bad, like… Politicians… Decisions…" She waves her hands in a way to illustrate that the two things should be together, but they are not.

"We don't know what their endgame is, if they even thought that far, but we are gonna stay alert in case things escalate."

"Well, as long as they don't send anyone to direct confront Eidolon, I don't even think he would deign himself to address this. Kee an eye on General Ross…" She suggests.

"You have surprisingly a huge amount of faith in him. I thought you were more cynical…" Fury gives her a look with his one good eye.

"I am, but I'm not blind either." She scoffs "Yeah, I know… Normally, we shouldn't trust anyone that easily, but we also know that people move by interest. The guy can do anything and is out there helping… What he gains by being the punchbag of politicians and idiots while trying to do some good?"

After a shrug and a look at her nails, she continues "In the world of espionage, maybe I would not trust him either, but now I have met people like Steve, Thor, and him… It's rare, but there are people without hidden agendas. Even Stark is trying to do good, albeit because of some weird sense of guilt and competitiveness… "

Fury gives her a look. "Point taken… And ignored." He says, making her roll her eyes, "I'm gonna continue watching him, one of us needs to do it, after all." He scoffs

She raises her hands "Just saying… From the billions of humans, at least 10 should be good people, right? Let's thank the stars that he is one of them." Then she adds in a small voice "Not like I can do much if he really decides to kill me…"

"Morbid thoughts aside, we at least have something on him. Finally!" Fury says, and his one good eye goes back to the screens showing the mission the two are checking.

Recently, they have been able to discover the identity of one of the SCP people.

"Harley Quinn… Harleen Quinzel… Admittedly, I'm ashamed we didn't catch it immediately." Natasha comments while watching the handsome S.H.I.E.L.D. agent do a therapy session with the clown hero. "And it was too easy… I doubt we can find any clue from her."

"It's a start, and anything we can discover is more than we have." Fury says.

Natasha decided not to comment on the choice of agent. The guy was not only chosen to plant bugs and all kinds of spy devices on Dr. Quinzel's office but also seduce her if possible… She can point out the problems of this plan, but she decided against it.

They watch the screen and see Dr. Quinzel take notes while addressing the agent…

"...so, do you think that this distrust and difficulty to open with people comes from your work environment? As a spy, do you think you are acting reasonably to defend yourself or simply projecting?" She says in a pretty calm tone, despite the bombastic revelation.

"..."

"I told you…" Natasha side-glances Fury. "Tell him to get out there and don't- And he pulled a gun on her, of course!" She sighs and rolls her eyes while seeing the development on screen.

"Oh my, there you go… Your first response, by being confronted and pushed out of your comfort zone of control is pointing a gun. Be honest, you always investigate everyone getting close to you, right? Not respecting their privacy…" She looks unbothered by the weapon pointed at her. "When did you think this self-defense mechanism become a tool of control?"

"Agent, leave the precinct slowly and don't shoot. I repeat, don't shoot!" Fury says on the communicator, passing the message loud and clear after the press of a button.

Props to the agent, he slowly moves to the door while keeping his gun raised.

"Leaving already? You still have… 18 minutes, you know?" She says after checking her watch, "Can you please remove all the spy thingies you planted in my turf, big boy?" She says, her voice gaining a certain inclination. The calm therapist's voice giving space to a more high-pitched one.

If they are paying attention, they would notice that even her way of talking changed… She even removed her glasses.

"Like dude, seriously… Take ya things on ya way out. Ya don't wanna bother Mistah E with that." Seeing that she is being ignored, Harley shakes her head. "As a woman and a therapist, I really like when people talk to me, capisce?" 

"...haha… Haha…. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHA!" Suddenly, the agent starts laughing. A low and controlled laugh, like a cough, but it doesn't take long for the dam to burst open. In no time, he is falling on the ground while laughing. He tried to keep hold of his gun, but he couldn't.

"What is happening? Did he inhale some toxin?" Fury asks with a frown

"Maybe it is her power…" Natasha suggests.

"Make people laugh?"

Black Widow shrugs "It's not as ridiculous as it sounds… look, took him down with no effort."

They look at the screen again to see Harley looming over the agent, who is laughing uncontrollably.

"This brings me memories…" She says in a strange tone. She then stops him before things go too far, and he can't breathe anymore.

The agent wheezes on the ground while trying to take control of his breath.

"There. Now, be a good boy and remove the bugs. It's messing with my feng shui." Harley says while nudging him to move with her foot.

"..." While the agent recovers Fury looks at the screen with intensity.

"Fury…" Natasha tries to warn "They will know… And we can still monitor her at a safe distance."

He finally says on the comm "Remove almost  everything Agent." He says, making Natasha shake her head.

Fury understands that the chances of any bug going unnoticed are almost null, but even if the chance is small, he will bet on it. And it's not like if he loses his bet, will have great consequences… Eidolon is a hero, after all. He will not kill anyone over it. As a spy, he is used to pushing boundaries.

"You know this is counter-productive if we want to work with him, right?" Natasha asks

"He made his stance clear already." Fury scoffs

"You two are so similar… So stubborn." She once again shakes her head but says nothing more.

On the screen, the agent follows Fury's orders, taking almost all the espionage devices around the office before leaving in silence.

Harley nagged him to put everything in place and was really angry with the holes in the wall and furniture, but did nothing more to the poor agent.

After that, she talks with her watch and doesn't take long for Eidolon to arrive. She hugs him while he fixes any damage done and… Takes the rest of the bugs.

"Yep, good luck." After seeing Eidolon's eyes before he cut the footage, Natasha stood up and walked out of Fury's office. "At least you guys will have the chance to have a talk."

"..."

CrashCrashCrash

Leaving the office, she didn't walk much before going face to face with Eidolon, literally going through the walls slowly. He can phase through it, but he decided to make Eidolon-shaped holes in the walls instead.

'Oh my, he is not happy… and he can really be petty.' Natasha thinks, then throws a thumb over her shoulder, "He is there!" She threw Fury under the bus as quickly as she could.

"Thank you, Agent Romanoff." Eidolon gives her a nod before continuing to creepily float to the office and…

Crash

...go through a wall instead of opening the door.

"Well, we wanted information… We discovered his bottom line, at least." She says, debating with herself whether she should stay and watch the show.

But Eidolon can turn his pettiness to her. She still remembers the day he left her stranded in the middle of nowhere.

It didn't take even 10 minutes for S.H.I.E.L.D. to arrive to rescue her, but it was annoying. After that, she stopped trying to plant bugs on him.

Yep, she is not staying… She had better things to do than a walk in the Sahara Desert.

.......

Inside the Office, Eidolon hovers a little above the ground while staring down at Fury.

The spy doesn't flinch despite the hard gaze, he can see that there's no real enmity there, only a small warning. So he just waits…

"Let's spare each other time…" Eidolon extends his fist above Fury's table and opens it, letting a small black object fall.

It's all the bugs squeezed together in a small pebble, smaller than a nail.

"Harley doesn't care about her secret identity, but I care about her normal life. Don't annoy her and I will not annoy you." Eidolon says.

"Fine." Fury agrees immediately.

"Good." Eidolon nods immediately too.

The two know that it is basically a necessary step, and the faster they deal with this, the better.

"Now, I have to ask so that I can explain to my superiors… What level of annoyance are we talking about here?" Fury leans back on his chair.

"The type that costs money." Eidolon only explains that much.

"I see…"

"I hope you will never see…"

"..."

"..."

"Now, let's talk about the recent declaration of the United States president." Fury leans on his table again.

"I will just gonna ignore it." 

"And I will try not to send anyone to try to arrest you."

"That would be for the better. I will try not to hurt too much anyone that you fail to stop."

"Excellent."

"..."

"..."

"By the way, taking the opportunity that you are here… Do you know something about a Lord Drakkon?" Fury asks

"....."

......…

Hector P.O.V.

"Thank you, my sweet pannacotta." Harley gives a lot of wet kisses on my cheeks "I know that you treasure your unhealthy paranoia a lot… Thank you for doing this for me. Mwah!"

"..." I don't know if she is insulting me beneath those thanks. "Whatever, I know that I can't force my way of life on everyone of my people. Be ready for the consequences, though."

"I know that you will be ready." She gives me a smile while hugging my neck.

"..." It's obvious, but having more people under me means taking care of more people. My dreams of retiring and leaving everything to my summons suddenly got very far.

Maybe I need to create Executives, like in Hydra. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of leaders on my summons, they are very problematic…

I would not say no to a Wonder Woman, she would be able to take care of the Superhero business.

"Just… be careful." I sigh. I can't help but worry. If S.H.I.E.L.D. knows, it will not take long to pretty much a lot of people to acquire the information too.

Maybe I will need to kill someone to set an example.

"Don't worry, I'm always careful!" She smiles brightly "And as a reward, tonight I'm gonna do that thing that you like… and wear the red and black latex suit." She whispers sultrily

"..." After shaking my head and giving one last peck on her lips, I decided to say my goodbyes. "Edna was going down the same path. I will check on her with the newbies."

Well, Harley's identity being exposed will make it easier to arrange a therapy session with Bruce and the Hulk now.

Stan Lee knows how many problems could havebeen avoided if people went to therapy… Yes, I'm looking at you, Wanda.

......….

"I still think the cons outweigh the benefits, but is your call Edna." I say while walking side by side with the diminutive woman.

Tatsumaki, Panacea, Static Shock, Zombieman, and Sweet Mask follow behind us while we walk through the well-lit corridor to her hidden lab.

"Since you showed me the abominations the heroes here wear and dare to call clothes, I knew my calling, darling." Edna drawls, her bob cut bouncing with each step.

"There's not even a lot of heroes for you to work with…"

"Such a worryart… Relaaaaax, I'm not gonna advertise my services on TV or anything like that, that's not how I worked before." She rolls her eyes. "A rudimentary, but reliable, mouth-to-mouth never failed me. I only work through recommendation and to the ones I judge worthy of my art!!" She declares strongly

"The cat will be out of the bag very quickly…"

"It's your fault for being such a big shot."

"..." True, if there is a reason that she is targeted, it will be because of her relationship with me.

"And if they want to get me, they will need to be ready to leave behind a layer of skin! That I will use to create something and wear as a warning to all the future attackers!" She shouts, and I laugh

"Alright, if it comes to that, I will skin them for you." I nod with an amused smile on my lips. "When you are ready, I will make Shadow bring the X-Men girls that she is friends with here." What can I do beyond supporting the endeavors of my people? 

"Do it, I still have nightmares about that yellow!"

"Okay, okay… Later. Now, let's focus on you helping those guys here. I sent you the design of Panacea and Static Shock original costumes, they are good and just need some technological upgrade-"

"I don't need a costume." At that moment, Tatsumaki interrupts.

Edna slowly turns to look at her, then looks up and down at her… "You fly in those things?" She moves her fingers up and down to indicate Tatsumaki's dress. "Are you an exhibitionist?"

"I'm not!" Tatsumaki bawls her fists on her side

"No need to be ashamed, dear. If you want, I can make a very revealing outfit, but PG-15, max! There will be kids watching you, I can't have you flashing them!"

"I do not flash people!" 

"Wait… Are you even wearing panties?" Edna's mouth drops "Don't tell me… You are going commando!!!!" She points accusatorily

"I'm not!!!" At this point, Tatsumaki's hair started floating because of her psychokinetic powers getting out of control.

"Ahem Just accept some leggings, Tatsumaki. A mix of your dress and a skin-tight suit, it will be both stylish and protect your well-being. And everyone's innocence…" I try to mediate between the two.

"I also don't need any equipment, a three-piece suit is enough." Sweet Mask chimes in.

""I don't care either way."" Surprisingly, Zombieman and Panacea say at the same time with uninterested voices.

"..." Maybe this will be harder than I thought, but this is Edna's problem.

......…..

Putting defences in their minds was easier than putting clothes on their bodies.

Tatsumaki and Sweet Mask are especially difficult. Sweet Mask doesn't want any standardized hero uniform, and Tatsumaki likes her dress too much.

Edna had a problem with Virgil's coat, but I fought with tooth and nail to keep it. Too cool to exclude. Virgil ended up with two costumes, a normal one and a "Deluxe" one, with more gold, together with the black.

I was a little hesitant because it is also Storm's color, reminding me of the great number of black characters with electricity powers, but in the end, it works too well.

Panacea's costume didn't change much, but it has more features. Her hood can create a holographic illusion to hide her features and a lot of other upgrades and defenses. She is not a strong combatant, so the suit will keep her alive.

Zombieman doesn't need much beyond the skin-tight suit with his trenchcoat; he didn't even want a mask, but insisted on one, a helmet… To protect him from poisonous gas and other things that can incapacitate his immortal body.

He said that he is resistant to those things, but this is Marvel. I also don't want his DNA lying around. The clones of Logan are annoying enough… except Laura.

"You all are ready to go to the field…"

"I'm not gonna wear a mask and I plan to go into the show business again." Sweet Mask suddenly says.

"..." At this point, I don't care. "Do whatever you want. Just never snitch."

"I will not." He looks offended

"Your mind is protected, but if I suspect that you can end up slipping… I will erase your memories, leaving only information about 'Eidolon' in them. I don't like it, but it will be necessary." Maybe I should start hiding my real identity from my summons from now on. "This goes to everyone. If you are captured, I can save you. No need to fear being tortured, but I can't save you from your own rubris…" I looked at them seriously. "Don't slip!"

"I can do whatever I want." Tatsumaki scoffs 

"...why didn't I gain the other sister." I sigh loudly to annoy her.

"As if I'm gonna leave Fubuki with someone like you!!"

Ignoring the midget, I address them one more time "Now, let me assign you guys your… turf." Slowly, but surely, I'm raising Earth's defenses.

You know, in case I suddenly ended up in another universe, for example… I look around just in case.

.......

After taking into consideration the words of the United States president… I decided to fully ignore them and continue with my activities as Eidolon as usual.

After months of practice, I'm already very good at controlling the four bodies that I divide with the Ghostly Bio-Fission. I don't use four all the time, because it's not nice… But always at least two.

Having a "Hector" and an "Eidolon" in visible places at the same time it's a very good way to solidify that the two are not the same person. And if someone takes into consideration that, maybe, Eidolon has the power to multiply himself and is using it… Well, then everyone in the world would be suspicious.

Rarely, I divide myself to the limit with four bodies. Sometimes, I keep one in the Space Station supervising some projects. Nothing dangerous enough that would need my full attention.

Eidolon patrols and keeps things peaceful, unless someone really strong appears.

And Hector is in the Hospital or in College, or with Mary Jane.

And then sometimes I use the fourth body to spend time with my girls, but on most days, one of the three bodies can do it.

Incredibly, how four bodies are not enough… People, I in this case, get used to quickly with certain privileges. I need to slow down; at this rate, a hundred bodies will not be enough.

Well, I will control myself better in the future, and not take my eyes off my objective of retiring and finally enjoying my powers. So many worlds to visit…

"How was the sleepover with Saeko?" I ask Cassandra while she adjusts her mask.

I will take her and Rover and do some patrols around the country… Just to spit on the president's face. Let's see if they will send someone to arrest me.

"..." Cassandra gives him a thumbs-up

"Good. Let's check your progress… Car chase on Fourth Avenue. I want you to neutralize the criminals…without hurting a nail of them. Treat them like they have a hostage in the car. You can't use intangibility." I say the conditions.

It's a very unrealistic situation, but that is how training is supposed to go. With imaginary weights holding you back, so that you can do your best during the real situation.

She doesn't complain, Cassandra never does. She just nods and flies to the chase.

"Remember, each second counts…" I follow behind her at a moderate pace, but still keeping up with her top speed. I fly a little higher, to watch her better, Rover stepping on the air by my side.

The car chases lack any super-powered people, so it must be doable… Just a little exercise where she can't make a mistake, to keep her on her toes. She just needs to be super careful while dealing with the criminals, police, and any civilians around…

Unfortunately, I already calculated that she is bound to fail, the way they are driving writes, and the timing of the red signal, coupled with this traffic…. That is where the test appears… She doesn't have time…

While she flies above them, planning to grab the car from the roof and flying away… A good plan, but that would keep her hands full with anything the criminals do, and she would lose sight of them too… 

It happened, I knew that they would not respect this red signal… Look, a semi truck. They are gonna crash.

Shadow goes into action immediately, she throws the black whip at the roof of the car and pulls. She doesn't stop the momentum, no, she raises the car, making it pass above the semi truck.

Her position is awkward; she should have flown together with it, but I guess her multi-tasking is not that good yet, so she spins the car full circle till it loses momentum and stops, hanging on her Black Whips.

The criminals inside are all jumbled, no one wore a belt, after all…

"B+. You should have been quicker… You don't have all my powers, but being quick will be enough most of the time." I grade her action after we leave the criminals to the police. "Don't be discouraged, in real life, who cares if they broke some fingers or opened some lips?"

"I know…" She answers weakly.

"Let's go again. There's a ship sinking some dozen of miles from the coast." We start slowly flying there. "What should we do? beyond saving them, of course…"

"What kind?" She is asking about the ship.

"Good question… Why don't you see with your own eyes? Fly faster." And we speed up.

She correctly flies higher, so that her line of sight is ample enough to see the target quicker.

"Civilian, medium-sized ship… Call the authorities to meet at the shore. Take the victims there. Ship is not a priority."

"True, but we are very close to a port with a hospital and everything needed, so in this case we can simply take them there. Can you repair the ship?"

"No."

"Can you carry the whole ship?"

"Yes."

"There are people stranded, and the ship is more than half submerged. There are 27 victims. 8 on the water. What do you do?"

"Collect the people, throw at the ship, and raise it." She answers "Fly to the port."

"Correct. I am here, so I will just fix the ship and set you free… But you know why?"

"..." She frowns, thinking on the answer…

"...there's more…" I urge her to think.

"..." She looks around… "Nothing…"

"Yes… Nothing around could have destroyed that side of the ship, so… go fight it."

"Always check your surroundings… In the sea, go even further, never focusing only on the targets." Like on cue, a marine monster emerges and goes to attack the ship and its people. Shadow immediately speeds, hitting the monster with a double fist attack, and sends it back to the ocean, accompanying it.

Later, I will have a talk with her about fighting on the enemy's battlefield, but I can ignore it because it's obvious that it's just some stray weak monster.

If not, I would have to make a visit to Atlantis… But even so, it's kinda weird for one to appear at the surface. Maybe Namor is having trouble.

I guess there are some storylines where he fights people wanting to take his throne.

Heh~, seaman sucker.

"Don't worry people, I'm here." I turn my attention to the ship that I made float on the water, to protect it from the shockwaves of the battle, and start fixing it. Crazy Diamond Stand Power is becoming one of my favorites.

Later, Cassandra and I played fetch with Rover on the beach. It's not any place we play, we need to use a metal disc with a 3-meter radius and throw it at the horizon to make him catch.

It was fun, people took pictures and all that.

Just another way to piss on the president orders.

A law will not stick if there's no power behind it, you know?

And I used that moment to wait for someone like Wonderman, or Red Hulk, to appear and try to arrest me.

No one appeared… Later, I will ask Armstrong if he has any idea why the president did something so dumb. He is getting all chummy with a lot of politicians, the big guy is charismatic, I will give him that. 

My guess is that the president knew that would amount to nothing, but he wants to seem like he is trying to the people that does not like me. A little loss of face in exchange for some brownie points.

I hope it will be worth it, because things will be awkward when I save America during the next big thing, and you will need to thank me. People will call out on you "double-faceness".

......…..

Raven

"Okay, let's try again…" Raven says to herself, doing another dive deep in her mind to meet her Emoticlones.

This time, she will try to reach further into those discarded parts of her. Try to accept them… Learn from them…

"A body pillow?!?!" Seeing Violet Raven hugging a real-life-sized pillow of Hector throws her out of her calm state. "Don't kiss it!" She hisses

"..." Violet Raven blinks, her lips puckered mid-movement. "What?"

"Can you stop with this obsession? What do I- YOU see on him?" She says annoyed

"Yess~ Give to the anger~" Red Raven eggs her "And he is hot. I like him too, he will be a nice addition at my side."

"Even you???"

"What's not to like? The guy is great. He is handsome, funny, accepts my weirdness…" Violet Raven defends Hector like the dreamy idiot she is.

"Smart." Yellow Raven, the one that represents knowledge, adds.

"He is veeery hot." Red Raven also says

"Knows how to fight!" Green Raven shouts animatedly

"He can spoil me…" Brown Raven says in a tired tone

"His hug was nice…" Gray, shy, Raven says in a low voice.

"My heart goes all crazy when he gets closer."

"..." Raven watches that development slack-jawed.

She can't believe it… That guy wormed his way around her and reached her Emoticlones! How did this even happen?

Is this one on her? Is she developing some feelings for him, and her Emoticlones simply don't hide it? No… It can't be…

It's just because those sluts are easy! Too simple! One-directional bimbos!

Wait… but does that mean that deep down… She is like this- No! She refuses it!

"That's why I can't accept you guys!!!" She shouts, her voice growing distant as her surroundings slowly disappear. She is back in her body on Kamar-Taj, in a meditation pose in her room.

"Oh, perfect timing… Just when I visited." She looks up to see the source of the voice, just to see Hector in his Hero Mode, Eidolon… but without the mask because there's no need to wear it around her.

And damn… She never liked super buff guys, preferring healthy skinnier, but she has to admire those muscles. And that suit leaves nothing to the imagination… It's so tight that the veins of his forearm are showing!

The said veiny forearm stretches out to her. "Studying hard? Let's relax a bit, the Ancient One called us for some tea."

She ignores his hand and stands up without help "Fine." She says in her monotone voice, hiding her emotions very well. Inwardly, she is still a little shaken by her emoticlones.

.......

"How is the creation of your own spells going?" the Ancient One asks while the three drink some tea.

"Bad… I think I was going in a strange direction. I will re-evaluate my… decisions." Raven answers while taking a sip of her cup.

She steals some glances at Hector, who was casually eating some of the snacks he brought and cooked himself, noticing her gaze, she turns to her and smiles with his mouth full.

'Ugh… disgustingly adorable… I mean, disgusting.' She turns her gaze away.

"No hurry, little one. You have a lot of time…" The Ancient One says kindly "...different from me…" He completes in a sad tone.

"..." She notices Hector giving him a gaze while also taking a sip of his tea.

"And that is what I needed to talk to you about. It will be for the better if you two don't visit the Kamar-Taj for some time." The Ancient One says in a casual tone, "Dormammu is gonna attack." He continues equally casually while revealing that an interdimensional being on the same level as her creator is gonna to invade

"Pffft!" But it made Hector spit his drink, and it's funny, so it was worth it… Good Job, Ancient One.

"You waited for me to take a sip…" Hector accuses

"Exactly!" And the Ancient One laughs "But seriously, don't interfere… shoo-shoo."

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