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Zeta City

In Zeta city, many global industries were found here, conglomerates, corporations and so much more. They all operated with government over site and restrictions, given how today's society is based on the superpowered individuals called Heros. Zeta City was based in a country called Drakoina, home to a Hero school called Legion Academy, where Heros are trained

Legion was credited as the best school ever to train Heros, honorable, brave and self-less, willing to give their lives for the sake of others. And across from it, was a country called Remannt, home to Union Academy, a school with a...less than respectable history. Bribery, corruption and favoritism of its students to abuse others and make others prosper in their from the pain and suffering of others.

But we ain't for them, we are here for a different reason in the great land of Drakiona. At a nice size mansion, not to big or fancy, but enough for a decent presentation, inside the place it was neatly clean and organized, but no one there until a man in a nice suit walked through and came out into the pool area, where a single individual remained. He was seen sitting in a pool chair with a phone in his and poke with an tired expression

He looked around 18, with black skin, caramel brown eyes and a shaved head. He wore grey Hey Dude slip ons, baggy blue jeans, a green shirt with a black button up over it. He had a glowing green tattoo of an Eastern Dragon on his right forearm, a dragons mouth at his neck and a black cross around his neck.

Clay Carmine:

"As I told you before Mister Smith, I ain't giving up the contract," he said,"cause I know you have better ones in reserve, plus I know your trying to back up the SDC in the area. Oh cause I know you corporation profits off the backs of Faunus laborers who you treat like cattle."

The boy looked annoyed as he talked on the phone with this man, who ran a company that profited in mining and trade. But really they're a slave company who took many innocent Faunus into their company, by force and even slave trafficking. Low income housing, poor healthcare, and poor pay he hardly called it an allowance, he hated them and hated talking with them

He looked up from his file as he saw the man in the suit looking at him, the man was 7'0, with white skin and brown slick back hair. He wore a standard suit with an earpiece in and shades, as he was the boy's bodyguard in the company. The man lifted his left arm and pointed at his watch with his right index finger, making the boy sighed, glad he can get off the call

"Look, keep this up and I'll have the government crack down on you and have you all prosecuted to the full extent of the law," he said as he hanged up,"ugh, fucker is really getting on my nerves."

"Well Mister Carmine, you do control 15% of the Dust mines in Remnant and 20% in Drakiona," the bodyguard said,"anyone would kill for a mere 5% of it."

"True, but I know that Mortax Co. is nothing more the a faux company for the SDC, using them as a company to expand their influence and increase profits. All racist to the Faunus to use them as a slave force, pretending that they aren't living beings to be used as a labor."

"Yes sir, trust me, I know."

The man rubbed his arms, as he rubbed the scales underneath his suit, making Carmine to frown a bit. He walked by and patted his shoulder, making the man grunt and followed Carmine into the house, moving to his bedroom and opened his dresser.

"So Jackie, whats up that you had to come to me," he asked as he grabbed his favorite brown military jacket

"You have a meeting scheduled at 10 sir," Jackie said,"and another that."

"Whats the 10 meeting for?"

"A meeting with the Drakiona military General, regarding the development of the DracoTech Stryker unit and to discuss the gate of the Hellstrom missile launcher system."

"Hmm right, and the other?"

"...The headmasters of Legion academy wish to speak to you on matters they didn't entail to us."

Carmine froze as he sighed and mumbled some words, which no doubt to Jackie was a slur of curse words and insults. Carmine didn't have a nice history with Heros in general, he didn't hate the school, but the concept of Heros was stupid to him. Constant rambling about peace, justice and no taking life, he were it over and over it became annoying, he hated the goody two shoes

He sighed as he closed the dresser and walked out of the room, Jackie following him like always. Carmine shook his head, no doubt it was to persuade him to explore other works in Hero gear and shit, which he didn't do. He just worried about his company, his workforce and makes sure they went home nice and healthy. His business was his, he ain't gonna let other boss him into making things he didn't want to

They moved to the garage, where he had a fleet of exotic, sport and vintage cars. He collected over 100 in total over the years, as he loved driving on his days off and just chill when he was bored. He hummed in delight as he looked at his vast collection of cars, but he was hoping his new car his company was making would outclass the new generation

"Which one we taking," Jackie asked with a smile

"Hmm lets do the Aston Martin DB11," he said with a smile

"Oohh nice!"

Aston Martin DB11:

The two loaded up with Carmine in at driver, Jackie knew he prefers driving, not that Jackie was a bad driver. Carmine just prefers to do somethings on his own, and besides Jackie was his bodyguard, not his chauffeur 24/7. Carmine smiled as he drove out of the compound, going fast at first then the speed limit, he didn't want a ticket yet.

They drove for an hour till they reached the city limit, as he lived outside the city, and there they saw their building. It was massive, 200 stories, build with state of the art materials and tech made to this day. Carmine smiled as he drove to the underground pound for the workers, company vehicles and such, always protected by security

"Mister Carmine, good to see you sir," Ricky said, walking up to him

"Always good to see you every time I see you Ricky," Carmine said with a smile,"hows the wife and daughter?"

"Oh they fine, wife made some pecan pie for you, extra sweet!"

"Heheh remind me to thank her for it."

The man laughed as Carmine and Jackie went into the elevator and went up. Carmine sighed deeply as he buttoned up his shirt, smoothed it out and rubbed his arms to ease the goosebumps he had, even though his done this a dozen times, still gets him on edge. He rummaged around his pockets as he groaned as he forgot his smokes and he needs his smokes

"Fuck, forgot my smokes," he said

"Got ya covered boss," Jackie said as he showed a pack of smokes

"What would I do without ya Jackie?"

"Kill everyone you meet, start World War 3 and destroy the economy to get more richer. Oh and my personal favorite, nuke the fuck out of Remnant and raze Union to the ground."

"...You were very specific ya know?"

Jackie smiled as Carmine grabbed the smokes, popped one in his mouth as he grabbed his lighter. He lights it up as they reached the very top floor of the building, which over looked the entire city, and there he saw his receptionist there. She was a sweet gal, short shoulder length hair, regal tiger ears, green eyes and had a petite body but a ample chest, she wore a knee length skirt with a black button up and a green tie

"Heya Maddy," he asked as he smoked,"how are things?"

"Good so far," she said,"you have your 10 o'clock ready, and your second meeting is here as well. Want me to prep the Sentinels?"

"Naw, don't until they really annoy me."

She nodded as Carmine and Jackie walked in his main office, which was massive, with a huge window to show the city below him. He had a massive dark oak wood desk, with nice small armchairs across from it. The walls were black with some green glow at the bottom and top, and he even had a dragon made into the wall, it was a Eastern style style dragon, with a light bolt in it's mouth

He looked in and saw two men in military uniforms standing in front of the desk. One was a gentleman in the Drakoina uniform with the rank General on his chest, around 40 years old with copper brown hair, with blue eyes and some wrinkles in his skin. And beside him was a younger lad, he wore the uniform with the rank of Lieutenant, with black hair and blue eyes

"General Dante," Carmine said, sitting down as he smoked,"nice to see you again, especially since we broker the deal on the DracoTech Hounds."

"Agreed, good to see ya again Clay," General Dante said, then gestured to the Lieutenant,"this is Lt. Frank Hogan, he was recently promoted."

"Mister Carmine, pleasure to meet you," Lt. Frank said,"also want to thank you sir."

"Cut the sir shit, I ain't a soldier choom," Clay said as he smoked,"and thank me for what?"

"Two ago years in Afghanistan, I was with Drakoina relief forces, got attacked by insurgent forces. Almost got overran, but your Sentinels were operating in the area and saved my men's asses, so I wanted to thank you for that."

"No problem, glad to help the military in anyway. So how may I help you today?"

"Well," Dante said as he sat down,"we were wondering if the new DracoTech Stryker units will be ready for the presentation this weekend, along with the Hellstorm missile launcher system?"

"Yes, we managed to make a few dozen ready for deployment if the military buys them. Though may I ask, you could have done this over the phone, so why do it face to face this time?"

"Well we heard that a competitor of yours is trying to infiltrate the meeting," Frank said,"someone by the name of the SDC?"

"...Fuck my life."

"So you understand why we came face to face," Dante said,"we wish to beef up security protocols for the meeting, and ask that you ensure that no one tried to get in, ones that you didn't invite personally."

"Understood, I'll have my Counter Intelligence teams make sure no one tries to get in," Carmine said,"and I'll have a contingency plan be ready incase something happens."

"Very well, if you require anything, do not hesitate to ask."

"Trying to get in my good graces General?"

"No, just ensuring the security of both our military and our main seller of weapons, but in great respect of our history together."

Carmine smiled as he got up and walked to the General, they shook hands and then he shook Lt. Hogans hand. The two gave their thanks and left the office, making Carmine sneered a bit as he sat on his chair and called the head of his Intelligence and Counter Intelligence divisions, Sara and Catherine Kelly.

Sara, Head of Intelligence :

Catherine, Head of Counter Intelligence:

"Heya boss, how can we help ya," Catherine asked, her carefree attitude ever present

"Cath show some class," her sister Sara said, a little more tight collared but lose,"so sir, how can we help you today?"

"Girls," he said as he popped a new cigarette in,"we have a situation, I was just informed of a possible incursion from the SDC."

"Seriously, how stupid must those fuckers be," Catherine asked,"we have the best cybersecurity in the world and no one in the business is willing to sell out to those racists bastards."

"Yes but doesn't mean those who recently join aren't entirely loyal to us now is it," Sara said, hinting at the word

"I take it you're already working on it," Carmine asked her

"I had suspicions, so I started gaining intel about recent hires, still looking. I'll have them at the end of the day, maybe after lunch, who knows~."

"Your a sicko sis ya know," Catherine deadpanned her,"you and your need to hunt."

"Says the girl who peeps on the boss."

"SHUT IT!"

"Enough," Carmine said with a chuckle,"here are your orders, find who is leaking intel and see what the SDC knows so far and plan to counter them if they try anything, understand?"

"You got it boss/Understood sir," they said and logged off

Carmine sighed as he smoked on his cigarette, thinking of what the SDC is trying to do so far. Best he can come up with is they are trying to steal all the blueprints to the technology they've made over the years and future projects, making them and labeling as their original projects. Second was to know about future dealings and appear to bet, which was impossible given they were the poorest

He never sold to SDC or Atlas, they were a pathetic excuse of a Kingdom and army, hell more like a protection force of the elite and rich. All while enforcing their rules and laws on the rest, forcing Faunus to work like slaves. He growled as he rubbed his hands, the pain still there from when they...he sighed as he tapped the intercom

"Maddy, are the Legion Heros still here," he asked

"Yes sir, want me to send them in," Maddy asked

"Yeah, might as well get it over with."

He waited a few seconds till multiple figures walked in, there he recognized a few of them. Superman and Batman, Nick Fury, Olga Marie and Julius Novachrono, the Headmasters of Legion Academy, the only Hero School he respects and few Heros he actually stands to deal with. He smoked as they all sat down, well Superman and Batman stood

"Mister Carmine, we want to thank you for taking this meeting such a short notice," Olga said, bowing a bit

"Well might as well, to repay for what you have done to save the people of the city and even my workers," he said,"but maybe next time call a head of time, I don't like sudden surprises."

Batman, the worlds greatest detective, could sense the venom and hatred in Clays words, not matter how he said it. Batman could see him eyeing them like threats instead of guests, he seemed tense and kept his left leg hopping. Batman deducted he didn't like heros, and the way they set this meeting without warning seemed to piss him off more.

"Well again we do apologize Mister Carmine," Fury said,"but we needed to keep this secret and on the down low."

"Why," Clay asked, his cigarette on the corner of his lips

"Recently we've heard of a possible villain attack on our school and want to be prepared for it," Batman said,"so we were hoping to hire you to install and update our security system."

"Both our standard and cybersecurity," Superman said,"we want to avoid at what happened at Union."

"Hmm, what happened at Union," Clay asked, interested now

"The USJ was attacked by the LOV, the League of Villains," Julius said,"a huge group of villains, they managed to jam the comms and magic, so one student had to run to all the way to the main campus and inform the staff."

"Hmm I see, well looks like Union needs to upgrade."

'Like I give a ratsass about those fucking scumbags, I hoped some fucking died in excruciating pain and agony,' Clay thought, laughing internally like a psycho,'they got what they deserve, those idiots did this to themselves and I hope they fucking suffer!! Well...I hope they got out at least.'

"Yes, and we didn't want to make the same mistake," Olga said,"so we decided to hire the best industry in the security sector."

"And SHEILD isn't one," Clay asked as he dapped his cigarette into an ashtray

"We've had hackers get into some of our systems I am willing to admit," Fury said,"so we want to use an outside source for this, besides I've seen what your gear can do, so we made the decision to ask you."

"Hmm I see, well I can have something set up, but I will need a layout of the campus and the current systems you use. That way we can see where to start and move on, it's how we helped other businesses and such."

"Such as," Batman asked

"Security alarms and cameras, we even made it into an app to control it from the place. We even provided to the military with automated turrets, robotic troops and so on."

"Yes we saw," Batman said,"but we require non-lethal measures, we like them alive to talk."

"Understood," Clay said as he puffed on his cigarette,"well does that conclude the meeting? I have a lot to work to do and so little time to do it, we can talk payment later."

"Very well, we wish to thank you again," Olga said

She stood up and bowed a bit, as the two glanced at one another and Olga blushed a bit as his caramel brown eyes caught her attention. She coughed as she and the rest took their leave, making Clay sigh in relief that they were gone. He scoffed as he pulled out a pistol from under the desk, a Kongou type that fired special ammo that can rip through targets like butter

"Well at least something came out of this," he said as he popped another cigarette in,"someone had the balls to attack Union, gotta thank them for that."

"I would lecture you on that, but I know you ignore it," Jackie said as he walked in with coffee,"so what we have so far?"

"Seems the SDC is trying to get in our systems and infiltrate the selling of the Hellstorm missiles and Stryker units. Second Legion wants us to increase their security levels and the cybersecurity too. Lastly I need to find this LOV, might send them a fruit basket."

"You really need to get laid kid."

"If I actually fine a girl worth it, ain't a racist bitch and actually cares about me rather then use me for money, status and sex."

"What if they call you sugar daddy?"

"I call the cops and a priest."

The two laughed as they finally went to work, with Jackie doing his standard security job, checking on the systems, with the guards and doing weapons check from the base to the top. Clay was doing his usual, settling deals and even made new projects for the researchers in the other levels. He did some personal research on own time, which was a lot given he was the boss

But he digressed as he worked on the Hellstorm missile launch system, the Hallstrom Missile Launcher System is a formidable and state-of-the-art weapon system designed for devastating impact on the battlefield. It features a sleek, futuristic design with advanced targeting systems and an array of missile types, including high-explosive, armor-piercing, and anti-aircraft missiles.

This system is capable of engaging multiple targets simultaneously with precision and efficiency, thanks to its sophisticated tracking and guidance systems. It can be deployed on various platforms, including ground vehicles, aircraft, and naval vessels, making it a versatile and powerful weapon in any combat scenario.

It's known for its reliability and effectiveness, often turning the tide of battle in favor of those who wield it, in theory at least. The Hallstrom Missile Launcher System boasts a formidable array of six high-caliber missile tubes, each capable of launching a variety of missile types. These missiles range from 200mm to 300mm in diameter, depending on the specific mission requirements.

With a maximum range of up to 500 kilometers, the Hallstrom Missile Launcher System can engage targets at long distances with precision and devastating impact. Its advanced guidance systems and propulsion technology ensure that the missiles reach their targets with unmatched speed and accuracy, making it a formidable weapon system on the modern battlefield.

He believed it will turn the tide in Drakoinas military, given the rise in hostile rise of villains and enemy military troops. He sighed as he looked and saw it was almost 4 in the afternoon, which means it was time to go home, and he liked to sleep. He grabbed his belongings and walked out, saying goodbye to Maddy, the employees and Ricky.

"Hey Jackie," Clay said, calling him on the neural implants,"don't pick me up tomorrow, I'll get here by myself."

"You sure choom," Jackie asked

"Yeah, besides I want to handle something personally."

"Got it boss, take care."

"You too."

Clay sighed as he got in his car, then booked it to his house. As he got home, he walked in and got dressed in one of his swintrunks, flip flops and one of his button ups, but left nothing under. He walked to one of his pool chairs and laid onto sunbathe. As he did, he suddenly noticed that something blocked the sun in his face, he took the shades off and saw some Hero in a cape

And...well...

"HEY FUCKWEED, GO DRAMATICALLY FLOAT SOMEWHERE ELSE," he yelled

??? POV

"Umm what?"

I was about to kill that little shit Ethan, cause for fuck sake that kid had a hardon to kill me, and next thing I know I was blinded and now I was floating in the middle of nowhere. I hummed as I flew around the area, trying to get an understanding of where the fuck I am, cause I know this ain't my planet. I hummed as I came around this weird continent I never seen before

I flew around as I stopped by a fancy looking house, then looked around as I hummed. Did my powers go haywire? Or was it the others powers? So many questions and no answers, really annoys me. I sighed as I tried to think of something when suddenly I heard someone yell.

"HEY FUCKWEED, GO DRAMATICALLY FLOAT SOMEWHERE ELSE," a voice yelled

I turned looked down and see a kid around Ethan and his emotional hormone driven team, with black skin, brown eyes and a shaved head. I guessed this was his home, but the audacity to yell at me? I smiled as I floated to him, expecting him to cower in me and pled for mercy, but to my shock was he just glared at me and crossed his arms at me

"Umm can I help you," he asked,"cause I would like to enjoy my sun bath in relative fucking peace."

"Kid, do you know the hell I am," I asked him

"Should I? Cause honestly I don't give a fuck, these hero and villain show down shit is really annoying and makes me want to blow my goddamn brains out. So either you're a show hero or doing a stupid gazing into the horizon act, I suggest you fuck off and do it somewhere else boomer."

"GACK!!"

An anime arrow hits my chest

"BOOMER," I yelled,"I AM NOT THAT YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

"I literally do not care, so leave or I'll use my home security system to blow you from the sky."

"Like that would work on me."

"Can the ego grandpa, your old ass looks like a butterfly damn make you fall over."

"GACK!!"

There's the second anime here with the world old on it.

"I WILL END YOU BASTARD!!"

"Do that and be doing me favor, so thanks Roosevelt."

"I AM NOT THAT OLD AND YOU KNOW THAT!!"

"Do. Not. Care. So who the fuck are you anyway, so I can give the retirement home your name and register you."

BAM!!

I faceplanted the ground at that last bit

"Okay you brat, I am the greatest villain ever, I have killed many heros and will make this world burn," I said as I smiled and glared at him,"for I am...DYSTOPIAN!!"

Dystopian:

I looked at the kid and expected him to grovel at my feet, but all I got was a confused deadpan face as he looked at me

"...Who the fuck is Dystopian," he asked

!!CRASH!!

...I like the floor.