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There was a loud crash, and the floor rumbled.

Becks blurred in front of me and slammed her heel down on the ground, reacting far faster than anyone else in the room.

A slab of concrete broke from the floor and flipped up as a shield.

In less than a second, the rumble escalated to full on destruction. The gymnasium around me was torn apart by a blast wave. Rocks, lockers, and books were flying past me as the slab that Becks had raised shielded me.

“Mi—” Ryan coughed, splattering my face with blood.

My arms were around his shoulder, but I was supporting his weight.

Several wet plops sounded at my feet, and it was with horror that I looked down. There was a reason that I was holding his weight, or more appropriately, half of it.

From the waist down, Ryan was gone. His guts were falling out of his chest as he looked at me in stunned horror. The slab of concrete hadn’t been big enough to protect him.

“Ryan.” My voice was hoarse, cracked, and the words tore themselves out of me.

“Miles.” Becks grabbed my shoulder. There was something else she was supposed to say, but then her face warped into my uncle’s. “You’re a monster, Miles.”

The face cracked, and the scene bled away as people rose from the shadows, chanting ‘Monster.’

I squeezed my eyes closed, trying to force myself from the nightmare even as Becks rose in front of me again, her spine dangling out of her chest.

“I can’t believe you killed him. He was a hero.”

Zachary Betters

Breaking the Rules of Justice

Breaking the Rules of Justice - Part 1

Impatiently, I tapped my foot. At the current rate, I was going to be late for work.

These villains were so slow.

A green ogress of a woman towered over me. While I could have broken the binds keeping my hands behind the chair, I sat, waiting a bit longer for the last of them to show up so that I could crush them all in one go. Leaving loose ends wasn’t my style.

"Today we will show the Bureau of Superheroes who the real boss of Point City is," the green woman declared, with a villainous laugh that could have used a little work at the end.

"Sorry, I wasn't recording yet," the big, red woman with stubs of horns poking out of her forehead cried out as she fiddled with the camera. The tiny buttons on the camera were far too small for her beefy fingers.

Green grunted, "That's okay. I can start again. Where is—"

"I'm here," a girlish voice spoke up as the third and last of their group entered. She was a giant, blue woman. "Sorry I'm late. I got us tacos to celebrate."

She lifted her prizes with a big smile before she looked down at me and licked her lips.

Now that they were all present, I could finally break the charade.

"Rolling!" The red woman pointed the camera at the green one, finally managing to hit the right series of buttons.

"The Giantesses are recruiting. Come join us. We are the superior villain league. We’ve even captured the Deputy Director of the BSH.” She swung her hand at me in a sweeping gesture while she wore a satisfied smile on her face.

Oh, how they thought they had this one in the bag. It was sort of cute.

Smiling at the camera, I gave it a wink before I snapped the ropes holding me. Not wanting any potentially dangerous clips of my powers circulating, I then reached out with my power, grinding the camera to bits under a field of kinetic force.

Breaking the Rules of Justice - Part 2

I drummed my fingers on my arm, frowning down at the superhero trainees who were rightfully contrite in front of me as we sat in the Bureau of Superheroes.

“What was the one thing I told you before I let you go fight?” I asked them.

It had been several days since the breakout. This was the first chance thereafter that I had to talk to them. Amelia couldn’t meet my eyes, and the rest of the trainees were following her lead.

Ivanna, at least, had a spine. “Not to fight villains? We didn’t really fight them, technically. They fought us. Really, it was self-defense,” she tried to argue.

“Yeah. They fought us,” Amelia picked up the argument.

“The cameras that caught the fight have a very different story to tell. It shows you using your powers on them first.” I narrowed my eyes at Amelia, who went beet red as a result.

“I-I don’t know what you are talking about.” Amelia tried to turn to the rest of the trainees for help, but found none.

“Do we need to bring a TV in here to review the footage?” I challenged.

“No.” Amelia sagged. “I just tried to stall him.”

“Otherwise known as engaging the enemy,” I clarified. “So, I let you girls out on your first mission, and you disobeyed the primary directive. The only directive you were given.”

I leaned back in my chair and continued to scowl at the girls.

“We saved so many people, though!” Amelia whined. “Like, hundreds. We did well.” She gave me her best puppy dog impression.

Breaking the Rules of Justice - Part 3

I relaxed as much as I could into the bath, trying to forget the fact that I was in New Haven for a moment and just release some of the stress in my body. After I had escaped from Point City, Daeva had given Stella, Melody, and me a grand welcome, one fit for an emperor or a god.

Stella seemed less bothered by everything we had just been through as she slid onto my lap, her warm skin pressed against me. “Master, don’t worry too much. Just think of it as a vacation.”

Her body pressed firmly against mine, and her power activated. She sighed as she dragged ki from my body and fed her superpower. I could feel the drain, but I had so much in reserve that it barely mattered.

“It’s hardly a vacation.” Melody moved to sit next to me, the three of us taking up just a small portion of the pool. “We’re behind enemy lines.”

“I’m not so sure about that.” After Point City’s military had tried to annihilate me, the warm welcome from Daeva had been a pleasant change of pace. Despite my power, she wasn’t afraid of me.

And I had to admit, New Haven operated differently than I’d expected. The supers were happy. They even seemed happier walking the streets of New Haven than they did in Point City.

“Here are some clothes for you.” A woman returned with a bright smile and laid down what looked more like bedsheets. But before I could ask, she quickly retreated.

I stared a moment longer at the linens before I realized they were togas.

“Oh.” Stella poked at the pile as her tail wiggled in my face.

I caught the appendage, making my woman go stiff. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked her.

“Inspecting these...” she trailed off, not quite sure what they were.

“Togas.” Melody made the same assessment. “But they’ll work. At least white and gold work with my purple skin.”

Breaking the Rules of Justice - Part 4

“Isn’t he just the cutest, though?” Stella smushed the sleeping Cerby. The titan’s puppy was sleeping soundly as Stella brushed and snuggled him. “Master, we should find someone to wake up Cerby.”

“We have to go to Melody’s big event.” I straightened my tux.

It had been a week since we had popped the Original Obsidian from her frozen tomb. She called herself Hailey. Obby had taken her aside and started to bring her up to speed gently, but the more Obsidian talked, the more Hailey seemed to close herself off. In the end, she was allowed to roam the lair on her own, but we hadn’t let her leave.

So far, we hadn’t gotten more out of her besides the name of her doctor, a lead that Beatrix ran down with little luck. Whoever Doctor West is or was, they weren’t very discoverable.

Obby was watching Hailey like a hawk. It had to be odd seeing an entirely different version of yourself. But Hailey had the answers Obsidian wanted, and she’d waited a long time to find out more.

Obby had put her clones on a strict ‘don’t die’ protocol. If they did, they might overwhelm Hailey with information from their death.

“Are you excited about starting back at the Bureau of Superheroes tomorrow?” Stella grabbed my tie from the table and bounced over to me, nearly causing her chest to spill out of her dress. The dress was white at the top and faded to black by the bottom. It hugged her like a second skin.

I took the tie rather than let Stella tie it. She’d do her best, but sometimes in her exuberance, Stella tied it a little tight. She was still struggling with her power growing.

“Nervous, actually. We’ve been living under a rock for a week, but even I’ve seen the news.” I did my best to smile.

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