Meta Essence Gacha in Marvel

A.N.: I guess that is fair to warn that the first part of this chapter is smut.

I rarely do it, you guys know, but it can be written to show some character(relationship) development, so I guess it is "smut with plot".

I'm not a perverted... Believe in it.

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Third Person P.O.V.

Poison Ivy can't argue with Harley. Now, there are many reasons for that at the moment… She is weak against her puppy eyes, she really lacks understanding of the whole situation, and Harley is surprisingly making a lot of sense.

Since Poison Ivy appeared on the Space Station, she felt like she was forced into a defensive position. She doesn't like it. She is out of her comfort zone, she needs to gain control again.

And she will achieve that when she gains control of the man in this room. That's why she catwalks to him. It has been some time since she went full Original Poison Ivy; the time of her seducing everyone left and right is behind her, but she still has it.

Albeit she noticed that his eyes are surprisingly calm and steady while keeping eye contact. Those clear blue orbs that almost look fake because of how beautiful they are… She didn't notice them before because of the reflection of his glasses.

And now that she is thinking about it, Hector initially looked very unassuming - almost boring - but every time she blinks and looks again, a little more attentively, she notices his good points.

He is not really skinny… He is wearing loose clothes. She can see the shape of some powerful muscles beneath that white shirt when he moves slightly.

His hair looked messy, but there's order in that chaos… It's also so shiny, and he has no frizz.

Now that she is almost straddling him, she also noticed that his skin is flawless, too!

It reached a point that she is frantically looking for defects… and finding none!

Putting her knees on his thighs, she also immediately noticed that they are muscular and strong. She grabs his pecs, confirming what she saw before… Beneath all those clothes, he is hot.

"Harley said many good things about you…" She whispers while feeling his pecs. She needs to act like she is not really surprised, while still acting coy "She didn't lie about your hot body." She praises me with a flirtatious smile "Now I'm curious to discover what else she didn't lie~"

Then she goes for the kiss. The nail of the coffin to all her victims. Few have resisted, none if she really put her mind to it. Her pheromones are simply that strong, the toxin in her bodily fluids only enhancing its effects.

She noticed him narrowing his eyes, a strange response to a beautiful woman's advances, but she said nothing because her lips were already on his.

Hector doesn't take long to respond to the kiss, and she needs to admit that he is a good kisser, too. She is starting to hate him…

But that doesn't matter, because now he is hers!

After the good kiss, which she allowed to go for much longer than needed - just to make sure, of course - she took her lips away from his

Poison Ivy immediately saw his glazed eyes and smiled triumphantly. She runs a hand through his soft hair, patting his head. "Do you want to be a good boy to me?" She asks sultrily

"Pfffft!" He immediately laughed "Okay, okay… I tried! I tried to play along for a while just to see where things would go, but… 'Good Boy'?" He tsks.  "You haven't earned the right to call me that…" He says completely sober and normal.

"..." Poison Ivy's brain short-circuits a little. He is immune too! Even Harley was affected at first… The clown villainess didn't die from the toxins of her stronger bodily fluids, but even she was affected by the pheromones enough to get horny.

But Hector… He doesn't have some resistance, he is completely immune.

"Oy Harley, your ex tried to mind control me." Hector says over his shoulder.

Harley quickly goes to his side to appease him, like he is some sort of beast.

"Forgive her, Panacotta. It's just Pammy's defense mechanism." She says while delivering kisses on his face. Only Harley knows how much aversion he has to mind control.

"I'm not angry, I was aware of her… style. But that will not happen again." He says with finality, like it was a decree.

"You are so tolerant~" Harley praises him while still kissing his lips, to take his attention away from Poison Ivy. She knows that Hector is a very tolerant guy, but they should get over the line of his boundaries. "So tolerant that you should give her another chance… I know you like green~" She whispers in his ear

"I know what you are doing… But I will allow it." He smiles at her before turning to Ivy, his eyes deep. "So… Still want to try? Or you can only seduce a man by cheating?" He asks with a smug expression

"..." That irked Poison Ivy beyond what she thought possible. She is a certified Femme Fatale. This boy doesn't know where he is getting into "I will rock your world." She hisses

"Don't threaten me with a good time." Hector only smiles at her, but he is the one who acts first.

Poison Ivy releases a very girly yelp while he stands up while easily carrying her with one hand on her ass.

'He is strong!' She thinks before being thrown into a bed that suddenly materialized in this empty room.

Poison Ivy was still bouncing on the soft mattress when Hector went on top of her for a kiss. Despite being surprised, she answers with the same enthusiasm, after all, she can't be defeated by this guy.

The kiss is heated and passionate despite the lack of love between the two. The two can't deny that the other is attractive, and the make-out session is very enjoyable.

They quickly start getting handsy too, feeling each other's hot bodies. Hector hands massage her breasts and other curves while she runs her hand through his large back.

Hector only stops after Poison Ivy is almost out of breath, and instantly starts kissing down on her green skin… Her neck, collarbone, breasts, abdomen, and even lower. He was never a selfish lover.

"Remove the plants, Pam." Harley says at the side, looking at the two with intense eyes "My man needs to eat your veggies."

At this point, even Pamela is curious to discover what he can do. Every kiss made her skin tingle, his fingers eliciting pleasure that she didn't think was possible to get with only a touch.

Hector refrains from making a joke about the lack of a "bush"; instead, he just dives in between her legs.

"Hmmm~ FUCK!" The response is immediate. Her green thighs clamp around his head while she throws her head back to hold a moan.

"He is good, right? Feel it…" Harley gets closer, whispering to Poison Ivy, her voice dripping with arousal

"His tongue is vibrAAATINGG~ AHNN~" Pamela moans

"This is only the beginning, Pam… Wait till he makes it grow. Wait for the second one…" Harley is not even blinking while caressing Poison Ivy's hair.

"S-Second one? OooOoh~ I understand it nOow!" She grips Hector's hair while reaching her orgasm. She never cummed so fast in her life.

"A little acidic… Maybe citric is the right word." Hector chuckles, sending vibrations through Poison Ivy's body, making her convulse with the aftershocks.

Harley doesn't miss anything, staring at Pamela cumming face, her open mouth and the whites of her eyes, while Hector emerges between the, now weak, legs of the green villainess. Immediately, she goes to kiss his wet lips.

"You are a freaky." He smiles while Harley bites his lower lip.

"Don't act like you don't love it~" She smiles back, her hands going to his waistband, taking his cock out

"Never change."

She smiles and goes down to take his dick between her lips. Harley doesn't go slowly or gently, with him or herself. In all fours, she immediately starts face-fucking herself, slobbering all over his dick.

And it is to that scene that Poison Ivy's eyes are greeted when she recovers her bearings…

Her girlfriend, in her mind, throating a cock too big for her own good. Her throat bulged while her makeup started running through her pale cheeks. The worst part? She is doing it. Her Harley lips are going back and forth, from the tip to the base smoothly and without stopping.

Pamela can't even blame Hector in any way; the guy is simply looking down on her in encouragement, before removing his shirt to reveal the statuesque physique beneath it.

It even distracted her from Harley's gagging sounds. Harley was right; he is her type.

"Haaah~" With a Sigh, Harley removes Hector's dick from her throat, leaving some lipstick marks because she knows that he likes it. Smacking her lips together, she smiles, her chin covered in her own saliva. "Now this big boy is ready to drill Pam's garden."

Her words reminded Poison Ivy of what was about to happen; she was hit by a confusing wave of apprehension and excitement. She can't underestimate him anymore, the guy made her cum in minutes… He has the skills, and he has the Tool for the job.

"We can still stop if you want." Hector offers. Knowing that she is bisexual, tending more to like women, he can give her a way out.

But his genuine consideration and kindness were mistaken for disdain and condescension. Pamela took it as a challenge. She also thinks that at this point, if she doesn't do anything, Harley will be the one having to deal with that monster.

Not that the woman looks unwilling… But Poison Ivy's mind is warped with misconceptions, so she will spare Harley from Hector's grubby hands.

That is what she tells herself while she opens her legs to him. "Do your worst, boy. Try not to shoot too fast."

"Said the woman who just barely recovered the feeling in her legs." He chuckles and approaches Pamela, grabbing her ankles and putting them on his shoulders. He rests his dick on her lower abdomen just so that she can see how far it will go inside her… Very far, by the way.

"Hmm, look at this Pammy~" Harley says sultrily while caressing the tip of his cock above her belly, on her solar plexus. "Enough love to reach your heart~"

"You are not helping." Poison Ivy deadpans, trying to ignore the weight and the heat of the man-meat touching her "And don't get cocky, you are just a convenient meat dildo." She hisses, making him chuckle.

"He is gonna make you feel so good, Pam~" Harley continues to say while caressing Ivy's red locks.

While Harley is distracting her Hector moves a little back and pushes forward, his thick cock stretching the green lower lips of Poison Ivy.

"Ah yes, you are a virgin again…" He suddenly says "Don't worry, I have some powers to deal with those inconveniences."

"I'm a what? !! Hnnng!" She didn't have time to register his words before being filled with thick dick. Wincing in pain for a split second before the rest is all pleasure.

She felt like the air was knocked out of her lungs; never once in her life had she felt so full… Size is not everything, but his thing is hitting all her spots, even the ones that she was unaware of. It's like it molded itself to be perfect for her.

She cummed again with the first insertion.

"Stay with me, Pam." Hector puts his face close to hers, bending her body with his own. "I didn't even start ~" He finishes his words with a peck on her lips.

And that ends his gentleness, because afterwards he starts plowing her in a mating press. Poison Ivy starts howling while being thoroughly ravaged by him. For a man-hating woman, she didn't put an ounce of effort into escaping the predicament.

Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap- Plap-

"Hmmmmmmm~" Her screams of pleasure are muffled by a kiss. She is overwhelmed by the assault of sensations running through her body. While still releasing a long moan that is muffled by his kiss, she cums once again and again and again.... Her pussy walls are contracting, trying to milk him too, but Hector is more resistant than that.

"Come here…" He changes positions, pushing her to straddle him while he sits upright.

Now with his hands on her plump butt, fingers sinking into the green flesh, she makes her bounce on his cock a little slower.

She hugs his neck while feverishly kissing his lips. The sex quickly changed from a rough pounding to a sensual, slow dance. If before she felt his dick hitting her spots over and over, now she can feel his veiny cock scratching every spot. It's a good way to slowly get down from the peak of orgasmic bliss he gave her while still not letting the fire die.

Surprisingly, Harley is the one most happy with this development. She is smiling from ear to ear while watching the two go for it… Things are going exactly like how she planned, how she wanted.

The change where Hector started treating Pamela a little more with care is especially important. Men tend to get soft with women who open their legs to them, even hector is not an exception to that fact. He knows that, hence why he controls himself around all the women who flirt with him with bad intent.

It's not outright love, but is a start. In Hector's case, Harley knows that it will immediately blossom into possessiveness. Now he will try to actively make Poison Ivy his woman. From there, things will work out because she also understands Pamela good enough to know that she will eventually fall for him too. And when she falls for him, Hector will genuinely start reciprocating her feelings. And Bam, she wins.

That is her plan.

Hector obviously noticed this from the start, and despite being "manipulated", it's a win-win situation to him. The Essence will make sure that Poison Ivy is loyal and genuine, so he can go along with Harley's plan to make the Relationship Loyalty grow fast.

Poison Ivy also thought something similar, trying to make him hers so that she could take Harley away from him… The three are kind of manipulating each other. Too bad for the green villainess, she is outnumbered.

Harley is not on her side right now; she is doing what is best for her, even if Poison Ivy does not understand it now.

Now… It's not because Hector is going along with her plan that he will not at least tease Harley a little in retaliation.

Hiding his smirk on Pamela's red hair, he whispers in his green lover's ear.

"Look at Harley…" His voice and slow sex allow Pamela to remain relatively clear-headed enough to turn her face a little to see what he is talking about.

The sight makes her eyes widen.

Harley is already fully naked, her clothes discarded erratically around the edge of the big bed, while the clown villainess touches herself frantically. One hand on her pussy, the other on a breast, she is staring at them unblinkingly while biting her lower lip.

'She is getting off on it…' Pamela understands her lover easily.

How could she not? A bisexual woman is watching her two favorite people - who are incredibly hot - fucking. It's like a drug to Harley. She didn't even know that she had this cuckquean/voyeur fetish, but she guesses the two are an exception.

"Wanna do a little show to her?" Hector asks, and finally, the two are on the same page.

Pamela doesn't answer with words, she understands what he means, she goes direct to action.

Turning her head back to him, she raises her bosom and pulls his head between her boobs.

"Suck on them~" She moans while lovingly running her fingers through his hair.

If before the two are (hate)fucking each other, now they are really acting like lovers.

Pamela kisses the top of his head while he enjoys the softness of her green bosom, her hips moving back and forth slowly on his lap while her pussy devours his cock. His lips around her green nipples, his strong arms around her small waist

"Yess~" She stops holding out and moans while throwing her head back "Don't stop~ You are fucking me so good, babe~" Then she grabs his face and mashes her lips with his passionately

Even between the heated kiss, Pamela can hear the schlick sound of Harley touching herself, speeding up. A side eye confirms that, she sees Harley staring at them with her mouth half open in a silent moan, her fingers working furiously.

"Kyah!" Suddenly, Hector throws her on the bed again and flips her over.

Now, in all fours, she can look at Harley directly.

Hector started the next play "You are right, Harley. I don't think I can live without this green ass anymore." He praises and makes Pamela's asscheek jiggle with a slap, Poison Ivy even goes as far as to shake it for him.

His hands massaging her plump backside, his cock slowly going back to where it belongs… Deep in her pussy.

"Hng~ Babe, he is stretching me out~" Pamela does her part. "So goooood~" She moans while biting her lips, keeping eye contact with the clown woman. So big~ Ahn~ Ahn~" Her moans create a melody with the clapping of her cheeks against his hard waist.

Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~ Pah~

Harley, on her part, just moves her fingers deeper and harder in her cunt, accompanying the movements the two are doing.

Poison Ivy is not only on the receiving end of the backshots, she is also actively moving her ass back to meet his thrusts.

What surprises Harley the most is when Pamela allows herself to be manhandled by Hector. He grabbed her neck in a relatively strong grip and pulled her head back to him. She only moaned and arched her back. She even turned her face to engage in a tongue battle while he fucked her senseless, her large breasts swaying with each thrust, burning into Harley's eyes how hard her green nipples are.

"I'm close, my love." Hector says huskily after the kiss, his mouth still close to her. My love… He called her "My love". Harley is already whimpering while reaching close to her peak.

"Me too~ Don't stop, cum inside!" She urges him. Her red locks wildly falling in front of her face "I can't get pregnant either way!"

That is when Hector smirked "You are underestimating my little swimmers, dear. Do you think your toxicity can stop them from making you a mommy?"

Poison Ivy's eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn't doubt him.

Luckily, Hector sent her a telepathic message 'Don't worry. I have the power to prevent that. Play along for Harley.'

"Stop then~~" And play along she did. She is rejecting him in a very non-convincing way. Even more because she was still forcing her ass back to him, her buttcheeks flattening against his waist.

"Too late." He says and forces her face down, ass up in the mattress. Grabbing her hips, he starts hammering with abandon inside her.

"Haarlleeey~ He is gonna do it! An~ Hnng~ He really is g-gonna do it~~" Pamela moans while her body is rocked back and forth by him, looking straight at Harley. "Are you gonna let him breed me?~~"

"~~~~~~~~~" A silent man leaves Harley's throat while she finger fucks herself to the sight and thought of it happening. Even alone, her eyes are rolling back in her skull, and she is almost falling forward…

She indeed falls forward, coincidentally in the same position as Ivy. Face down, ass up… The faces of the two are just some inches away. Harley is biting the sheet, now with two hands between her legs.

"Here it comes…" Hector warns in a cool voice before some particularly powerful, primal thrusts.

"FUCK! I'M CUUMMIINNGG~~" The two women are equally vocal when they reach their peak, Hector bottoming inside Pamela.

After the greatest orgasm of her life, Pamela is breathing hard to recover her bearings. But Hector surprises her by flipping her over and then resuming his thrusting.

"Tw-two times without pulling back?" She stammers, voice full of surprise.

"Mwah Pam." Harley kisses her forehead, looking at her upside down. "You are a woman of science, so you can understand that that body of his is like a star, producing more energy than his six-foot hunk of a frame can spend normally… Do you get what that means? Infinite… Stamina~" She whispers to her.

"In-Infinite?"

"Yes, he is an Infinite Motion Sex machine God, Pammy!" Harley says with crazy eyes while planting kisses on her green lover's face.

Whatever Harley was gonna say next was interrupted because Hector grabbed a twintail of hers and pulled her to him. Pamela watches on her back Hector and Harley kiss the bastard that fucked her almost casually, but still sends shivers through her sensitive body.

She watches him paw Harley's pale ass roughly…

"Is that a 'Propriety of…' tattoo?" She can't help but ask after noticing what is written on her ass.

She knew Harley liked her tattoos, but many disappeared, and she has new ones.

Her words make Harley remove her lips from Hector's neck and look at her.

"Do ya like it?" Pah She asks and slaps her buttcheek, making it jiggle.

The incomplete "Propriety of…" tattoo becomes "Propriety of Eidolon" tattoo after the new word appears.

"Oops, wrong one." Harley comments before slapping her own ass again, and the words change to "Propriety of Hector".

"Cool, huh?" She says to the shocked Poison Ivy. Hector really has Harley in the palm of his hand.

"Go get acquainted with her again." Hector pushes Harley above Pamela.

Now the two are facing each other, face to face, so Poison Ivy saw the moment Harley moaned slightly as her body was rocked forward. Her girlfriend starts moving back and forth rhythmically with Hector thrusts…

But that shouldn't be possible… because Hector is fucking Pamela now.

"Surprised?" Harley breathes out while staring down at Ivy. "He can make another cock. He can go even further… make it spin, vibrate, grow, change form… he is holding back on ya~" Harley says between moans while the two are fucked simultaneously. They clitoris rubbing against each other while his two dicks invade their pussies.

Like it is an order, Hector grabs their hips a little stronger and starts increasing his pace, ready to show what he can do… Pamela can swear that she felt his dick vibrating inside her vagina.

"Hmm~ wait, Hector!" Pamela cries, calling him by his name while gripping his forearm, "I'm still sensitive… Take it slow." Her tone is almost pleading.

"Of course." He smiles gently at her before slowing his pace and lowering himself to give a chaste kiss on her lips, one that she reciprocated without thinking. Harley smiled secretly, seeing that. "Harley can take your place while you recover."

He then pulls Harley from her, his two dicks become one before he holds the clown villainness in a full nelson position.

"Mr. H!" She squeals excitedly before she is penetrated again, being completely railed from behind.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~~ YeeeeEEes~"

Pamela watches transfixed as Harley receives the dicking of her life. Hector held her tight, his arms going beneath her knees and hands holding her scalp tightly. Harley's mouth is open in an "O" while she is fucked senseless.

"Babe, he is killing you…" Ivy says in a half-joking tone

"I receeeeived- Ahn~ Some enhancemeeeEeents~ Oh! I'm tougher now! Hmmm~" Harley was able to say between the onslaught of Hector's dick.

Poison Ivy resists the urge of joining them, of putting her mouth in the place where they are connected… Now she understands Harley a little, and the sight is indeed very hot.

It didn't take long for Harley to cum as hard as she did before. In truth, Harley squirted. "OooOoooh~~"

Like some sort of barbarian, Hector lets Harley fall on the mattress. He did his job and she cummed her brains out, so he put her down seemingly without any care. But at this point is clear that Harley likes the treatment because she is still giggling while trembling.

Now, while he is standing there, Pamela can finally see him at full glory.

An incredibly fit body, not super muscular, but she can see each individual muscle highlighted under his skin. But the thing she most noticed is how his dick is still erect and hard like he just didn't fucked two till they can barely stand.

Harley pushes herself upwards and whispers to her again, like the devil "Infinite Stamina…" She grabbed the base of his big cock with one hand and the back of Pamela head with the other.

Pointing his dick at her face, Harley pushes Pamela to it slowly… And Poison Ivy opens her mouth.

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Hector P.O.V.

You know, I really don't have too much to complain about my life.

I'm not even talking about the fact that now I'm lying on the bed with beautiful women at each side, sleeping with satisfied smiles after giving them a good dicking. This makes wonders for my Ego, by the way.

I'm talking more about my general life, I'm not blind to my advantages and privileges, and that's why I'm so careful 'Hector, you are so paranoid'. Of course! I don't want to lose this!

The minimum I can do with all of THIS, that I have, is not to abuse my power and take care of it. I would be an irresponsible little shit if I didn't.

It's the saying: "easy come, easy go". I'm one intergalactic laser away from having my planet blown up and losing everyone, do you think I would not put satellites through the whole Solar System? With a defense mechanism to activate the instant they read any energy signature strong enough to damage a mid-size asteroid?

Most people don't need to worry about it, but that is because they can't do anything about it. Great Powers and great responsibilities… It's funny how it always comes back to those words.

The thing if I can do something, I will do it. I shouldn't get comfortable. Even now, instead of indulging in the soft flesh of my bed companion, I'm still working. Checking my projects, I noticed the ping notifying me that Kaleidoscope Nexus of my portal stabilized, which means it is workable now.

I just need the coordinates. That I can acquire by cheating with any of my powers, either D4C or the recently gained Angstrom Levy power. This project is the last assurance in case things get reeeaal bad. Like Universe-destroying bad, and there's nothing I can do. I will, at least, be able to take my people away and get strong before doing something like "restoring the timeline". It's possible.

Talking about my assimilations, let me see how it is going… I open the list and… Damn, there's a lot! More than one page already, and only with the names.

At this point, where I can copy powers, learn martial arts and magic on my own, and even some physiologies with Rogue and Panacea's powers, I will really want to have a skill of a character to assimilate them.

Like, I still haven't noticed any problem, but maybe this bunch of people in my head is not healthy. Just maybe…

There are also some people with esoteric… eh, blessings(?). Like Yuuki Rito and Rentaro, it made me lucky with women. A little too overpowered, though. A proof of that is sleeping peacefully while hugging me.. two proofs, in truth.

And there's also that childish desire to be a character. Did I need to assimilate Darth Vader? Maybe he is the Chosen One after all. But I did because I want to be Vader, sue me. Now I can say his quotes without caring about copyright infringement. Deadpool would love this joke.

Talking about Deadpool, I need to introduce him to Zombieman. And maybe I should be a little more active with my other summons.

Looking at Poison Ivy, I see that the Relationship Loyalty is already level 5 out of 10. It didn't max quickly like Harley(she is kinda easy), but it is a big jump. Maybe I really should give more of my "D" to my female summons.

Juri and Widowmaker are just waiting for it. The brats Tatsumaki and Nemesis deserve to be put in their place, and Chun-Li(my beloved) deserves the world and is due time I make a real move on her. I don't play favorites, by the way.

I decide against summoning anyone now. My social battery is low after dealing with Pamela, and as always, the people on the line to be summoned are all weirdos.

......

Third Person P.O.V.

Part of the X-Men are going on a little mission.

Wolverine took Laura, Kitty, Spyke, and Kurt to investigate some clues discovered during the Operation conducted by the three groups: the SCP, the X-Men, and the Brotherhood.

The biggest motivator of this mission is the existence of Laura Kinney, aka X-23. If she exists, it would not be weird that at least 20 others are also out there. Obviously, that is just some rough estimate, but Laura remembers hearing about others, and Logan's instincts are telling him that something smells fishy.

After analyzing the data left by Eidolon, they noticed the existence of some abandoned labs and hideouts. Some of them are suspiciously in places that Logan has traveled before; he recognized them after recovering his memory with the help of Xavier.

"Not to be that guy, but aren't we kinda going blind here?" Spyke says from his spot

"We need to start somewhere…" Kurt says in a calm voice.

"My instincts are telling me that this is the right path." Logan says

"In the end, it's just a question of where we start, and we don't have any other clue." Kitty, the one who is piloting the Blackbird, says animatedly, "And I always wanted to come here… Japan!"

"Not that I don't share your enthusiasm, but I don't think we will have time to sightsee." Kurt says

"Ah man, we are just gonna check some abandoned places, like a thousand years old… It's not like we are gonna find some mighty foe or anything like that." Kitty laughs his concerns off.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...I just jinxed it, right?" After an awkward pause, she adds.

"Yes."

"Absolutely."

"Ahem C'mon…" She tries to say weakly, before hyping them up "Whatever happens, we can deal with it."

......…

"That is a boring job for Lord Drakkon." The Power Ranger says with his arms crossed while staring at Ophelia Sarkissian.

"Are you referring to yourself in the third person now?" She deadpans while avoiding his question

"I always did that, Green Snake Nazi Lady."

"...you are horrible with names." She says as a matter of fact, "I just thought that after being dragged around by Sin, you deserve some rest."

"Evil doesn't rest, so neither should I." He declares strongly

"And now you are back to using first person…" Ophelia comments. She has started to get used to this guy's inconsistency. She thinks he is a pathological liar.

That is, of course, something Hector is doing on purpose.

"We need to move everything from this facility." She says after some time "Just keep the cargo safe, in case the Yashida Clan can try something. Or worse…"

"Rightfully so. You are stealing for them." Lord Drakkon scoffs

"We are just getting our payment after years of cooperation." Ophelia says coyly

Lord Drakkon says nothing more; he only shakes his head at her.

"Just relax for a little, my hero." She pulls a finger under his chin and says slowly "I don't want you to burn out."

"..." His plan is working.

The way that he is integrating into the ranks of Hydra is by becoming an invaluable asset. He is simply so good, it reached a point where they are almost addicted to it. Every mission delivered to him is always complete; it's almost a cheat code.

Sinthea herself abused his prowess a lot, taking him on every mission.

That's why Ophelia brought him to this boring activity, it's not about needing him, is about taking him away from Sin for a while. Despite being allies, she obviously tries to keep some advantage over Sinthea, and this advantage is the fact that Lord Drakkon is hers. Or so she thinks.

She will not allow him to be swayed by anyone else, even her own ally. The cracks on Hydra are slowly starting to appear, and he barely did anything.

"Just be a good boy and wait here. I will find some evildoers for you to deal with later." She says while caressing his helmet.

"..." If Hector were a less controlled man, he would have killed her here, but he can play along. She doesn't have the right to call him "Good Boy", but a spy has to put up with worse things than being flirted with by a hot goth mommy.

He then just stares as she walks away, swaying her hips to him.

'I will forgive her this time because she is hot, but I will tell Shego.' He thinks, knowing that when the opportunity presents itself, his girlfriend will kick Ophelia's ass.

......…

After leaving Lord Drakkon, Ophelia walks to a separate room where she can supervise the proceedings of the moving operation. It is a strenuous task, moving so much material, much of which is fragile and valuable. She even asked Lord Drakkon if he could transport it, but he said that he couldn't move large amounts safely.

There are two other people, two men, in the room, staring at the proceedings through many screens.

"I trust that you didn't forget our deal." The tallest man says in a gruffy voice, the smaller one remains in an unnerving silence.

"Hmpf." Ophelia scoffs "You are the one who changes partnerships based on convenience." She doesn't like either of them because of the resemblance to a certain someone from her past, Logan.

"My previous… partners, become unavailable." The tallest man finally turns to look at her. "I guess it can't be helped if he puts his sights on them."

"I guess it can't be helped." She needs to agree.

This man is Romulus, and any Marvel fan who looks at him would think the same thing: "Wolverine's father/older wolverine/Wolverine's ancestor". The resemblance is uncanny.

The only difference is that Romulus is much taller than Logan and has long white hair, with the exception of the two dark bangs framing his face. Even his powers are similar, and Romulus was a key mastermind behind many occurrences in the feral meta's life.

But the real relation between the two remains unclear to this day… Even Ophelia doesn't know the truth, but she guesses that Romulus is a very old ancestor of the Howlett family, so old that he was erased by history.

Or not… She remembers that supposition that maybe this man in front of her is one of the twins who founded Rome! Romulus and Remus, who, the legends said, were nursed by a female wolf.

She would not dismiss this ridiculous theory that easily. Some parts can very well be true.

Ophelia gives a side glance to the third person in the room, remembering Romulus' words about the end of his last partnership. She stares at the young man with a complicated gaze.

"At least you are able to save some toys before he drops on your hairy ass." She provokes, a smirk on her painted lips.

Romulus, despite his rough and unfriendly appearance, keeps a calm face despite the taunt.

"A pity, indeed…" He says while looking at the young man "Young Daken here was about to go through some… betterments. Even more regrettable was the loss of his sister; she was a promising one too."

"Another daughter of his?" Ophelia almost hisses "I can't imagine." Her voice is dripping with annoyance.

"Still holds a grudge?" Romulus says with a small smile

"He is not that important for me to hold a grudge, the only interest I have in him now is related to Weapon X." She says and gives him a look. "And I hope we can work together to keep it after the destruction by his hands."

"I have more interest in that than you, girl. So you can rest assured." Romulus says

"..." If Daken has any feeling about the talk, about his biological father or his sister, he doesn't show it on his face. The young man with short black hair remains stoic and emotionless in his place.

While the trio continues to watch the Hydra agents carrying the equipment, research, and materials in the submarines, a siren attracts their attention.

"Is that…?" Ophelia says while looking at the group invading the facility and immediately attacking her subordinates. She notices a silver figure in the forefront of the attack.

"The Yashida Clan." Romulus says

"Do you think they are here for you or for me?" Ophelia asks with mirth

"Anyway, they will return with empty hands… Or no return at all." The tall man said before turning to Daken "Go deal with them, be aware of the Silver Samurai."

With a nod, the young man immediately leaves the room.

"That is Kenuichio wearing the armor, right? They grow so fast~" Ophelia comments, amused.

"Just a little pup seeking the approval of his father."

"Isn't that how you also brainwashed the boy?"

"Kehe~ The opposite… I taught the boy to hate his father." Romulus says with a malevolent smirk

"Then I have something in common with him, I also hate his father." She says "Do you want my help? I can send my guy too…"

"No need, this will be a good way to sharpen his claws."

"It's better that he doesn't mess this up." She warns, with little patience to the two. Ophelia only needs an excuse to release Lord Drakkon on them, orders be dammed.

......…

In another part of the facility, the X-Men used Kitty's powers to bypass the usual routes and appear in and remote area.

"I smell people…" Laura says, sniffing the air immediately after arriving.

"And it's recent." Logan adds.

The two look at each other for an awkward moment before turning away.

"Let's go." Wolverine leads the team.

"Do you think they will one day have a normal conversation or just stare and growl at each other?" Spyke asks Shadowcat and Nightcrawler if the two metas with adamantium skeletons go ahead.

"I don't know." Nightcrawler, the demon-looking meta, says

"We should be happy that this is the limit of their animalist schtick and they don't sniff and lick each other." Shadowcat comments

"Yeeeeeeww! Why did you put this image in my head????" Spyde looks horrified

"What? It is a valid concern, we are weird… Are you gonna shame a meta that does that and think it's natural?"

"Let's hope the human in 'meta-human' continues prevailing then." Nightcrawler comments, not less perturbed by the talk "I, myself, never felt the urge to sacrifice anyone and never burned under the cross."

"In the end, they can only blame their lack of social skills instead of their powers…" As Kitty was saying that, Logan raised his fist in the universal sign of stopping, and the young X-Men stopped joking around.

Carefully, they go through an intersection, there's a small metal bridge ahead, and looking down, they can see many men carrying boxes and operating small carts to transport other types of goods.

"Someone is doing a spring cleaning." Shadowcat says in a low voice.

"What should we do? Can we take all of them?" Spyke asks

"Maybe we should call for reinforcements." Nightcrawler suggests

"No one will arrive so fast…" Wolverine says

"We can call Eidolon." Shadowcat adds

"And how would you call him, by shouting? This would alert everyone in this base." Wolverine answers

"...I bet he would listen." Kitty doesn't take the rejection of her proposal well and comments in a low, resentful voice.

"Wait, there's some commotion there…" Nightcrawler notices.

It was not subtle and everyone noticed too, after all, the wall exploded, and some Japanese men in ninja clothes were sent flying, together with a youngster filled with burns. The interesting thing is that the young man is regenerating… and he has three claws.

Despite having an odd claw that comes from his wrist, the familiarity is obvious even though the claws are not coated in adamantium. All the X-Men's eyes instantly turn to Logan.

The man himself is growling angrily.

"Should we help him?"

"Let's observe a little more." Surprisingly, Wolverine is the one who holds them down.

His inaction even makes Laura glare at him.

"If he is what we think he is, he is not gonna die that easily." Wolverine says

"A little heartless…"

He ignores the comments and continues to observe. His decision is very rational, but rationality doesn't always prevail in those cases.

Especially when a big samurai in silver armor was able to step on his back to pin him down and raise an adamantium katana, ready to remove his head.

Laura is the one who acts. Jumping with a fury that only a wolverine can have, she immediately attacks the Silver Samurai.

The samurai seems to be well-trained because he reacted fast and calmly parried the adamantium claws.

"Well, that happened…" Shadowcat says simply, and there's nothing more to be said… time to action.

The X-Men enter combat, their powers giving them an edge over the Hydra agents and the ninjas, even with the numerical disadvantage. Laura and Daken fight the Silver Samurai.

They look like they are winning, but when Wolverine arrives to do a 3 versus 1, something unexpected happens. Daken turns and attacks the older meta.

The change of events only makes the situation more chaotic.

Romulus and Ophelia are also aware of that and are moving too.

Meanwhile, Lord Drakkon watches everything from a calm place above them.

"What sort of chaotic family reunion is this? And Ophelia is Wolverine's ex, right? Geez~" He says "Even I don't wanna put my foot down there. Maybe I am not needed and they can solve this issue peacefully-"

"RAAARGH!!"

"..." Where is Harley when he needs her?

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