Part 7.
Mons Bradley. The Moon.
Thanks to the base that I was working on under Cortana's instruction I could now listen to news shows from Earth while on the Luna surface so I was keeping in touch with what was happening on the alternate version of my homeworld.
The prefab buildings I'd flown here and then set up were just the start I was now working on digging into the solid rock so that we could have all sorts of things stored here that would remain hidden underground.
Cortana wanted to be able to fabricate equipment for me, and I wanted somewhere to store anything I confiscated because if the ROB was going to be spending more people for me to fight in some sort of PVP they were bound to bring things with them that I wouldn't want to fall into the hands of the natives.
Just having access to Compound V had in many ways radically altered this world making it very different to my version of Earth even if many things were similar. This made it clear to me that I didn't want any of the major factions getting their hands on magical items or advanced tech.
I was taking a break from punching my way into a mountain on the moon that was about four kilometres high and had a thirty-kilometre diameter.
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It was actually rather time-consuming work because I couldn't go full force with damaging the buildings that I'd set up and needed those intact because I could only go without oxygen for so long.
Sure I could fly back to Earth for a break, but it was best to stay up here and focus on my work. If I let myself get distracted I wouldn't get anything done.
I needed a base that no one on Earth could reach, at least not without putting a lot of funding into the space programme, and even if they did that I had plans to relocate to Mars once I had some way of carrying enough air with me.
"Minecraft makes this look so much easier than it really is" I commented.
Cortana was eager for me to keep working.
"Buck, up boss," she said "There are a lot of useful minerals here"
I envisioned having vast stores of gold hidden inside my base. My AI had different ideas.
"Here on the moon we will find vast amounts of iron, magnesium, calcium, aluminium, manganese and titanium" Cortana informed me "All of which are valuable resources for us if we want to build a proper base and start building some spacecraft".
Even Cortana couldn't build an FTL drive, but we could help mankind colonise the solar system.
"In your opinion has the appearance of Invincible played an important role in the sudden decreased of crime here in New York?" asked a voice.
Cortana was keeping me informed about how the public was seeing me. It was important for my plans that I remained well-liked by the sheeple.
"I would say yes" answered the government official who was speaking to some daytime radio host "Compared to most superheroes Invincible isn't wasting all his time peddling merchandise and attending movie premiers. He's out there helping people and making an effort to aid law enforcement without supplanting its authority".
There was a pause to let the listeners absorb those words.
"You make it sound as if the other heroes out there are lazy, at least when compared to Invincible," said the host.
I hadn't expected people to pay much attention to how much effort I was putting into my work.
"Aren't they?" questioned the guest "How many people do the heroes working for Vought actually save each month? I know the answer because I have access to police reports from all over this state and the numbers would surprise you. Even those heroes who actively patrol neighbourhoods don't save as many lives as you might think. Heck, some of those so-called heroes are the reason for 911 calls. Invincible goes out of his way to keep injuries and property damage to a minimum".
Impressive considering how new I was to my powers even if I did say so myself. Maybe the other supes had gotten lazy. They certainly did spend a lot of their time at events getting their photos taken rather than acting as if they were heroes.
I knew this, I just hadn't known that there were people who weren't happy about it, and I'd thought that the people in authority would be supporting this because it kept the supes too busy to cause any real problems for them. Such as fighting corruption.
"That's going make Vought even more eager to get their hands on you" commented Cortana "You're making their heroes look bad".
As I got back to work an image popped on my helmet that let me know Miranda Lawson was heading to my penthouse.
"What does she want?" I wondered.
Cortana didn't say anything she knew that question had been rhetorical. I knew that I would need to go and find out for myself so
I quickly flew back to Earth. Slowing down as I entered the atmosphere as I needed to worry about the intense heat caused by reentry.
The sonic boom caught up with me as I landed on the roof of my apartment building. Lucky for the people in New York I'd decreased my speed while some distance away so there was no damage done to the city and the boom sounded as if it came from far away.
Before going inside I took off my armour and let it return to the belt from where it had been deployed. When I got into my apartment Miranda Lawson was already sitting on my couch and had helped herself to something to drink. Non-alcoholic I hoped.
Upon seeing her I was reminded that Henry Lawson had designed his child to be genetically perfect, to be superior to every other human woman. She was stronger, faster, smarter, and apparently, sexier as well.
The outfit she wore, some sort of tailor-made business suit, was accentuating every curve of her body. Drawing attention to her large breasts and spankable ass.
She raised her head as I entered the room and smiled at me.
"I went to the doctor's office" she said rather than greet me "Well done, Daddy".
That was she pregnant didn't shock me as I decided that she would be allowed to be the mother of at least one of my children. I just hadn't thought she'd know for certain this soon as we'd not fucked that long ago.
"How did you get in here?" I asked.
Miranda smiled again.
"You're not the only one with an AI" she reminded "Your security is great, but it's not foolproof when your AI isn't heir to watch the system".
Cortana didn't say anything and neither did the AI that Miranda had with her. Which I assumed would be EDI.
"I thought we should celebrate so I brought some sushi" Miranda let me know.
She seemed very happy.
"Looking forward to becoming a mother?" I asked.
She stood up and took off her jacket. Letting me see that she'd undone a few buttons on her blouse.
"Things haven't been easy for me," she said "Before I died I was spending my time moving from safehouse to safehouse to avoid my old boss tracking me down".
Miranda moved closer to me.
"Then when the war started I was trying to dig up some old contacts to procure resources for the Crucible" she was now saying "Add to that all those meetings I had with Admiral Hackett who needed to go over everything I knew about Cerberus, and things got rather stressful for me".
She was telling me this so I would feel some sympathy for her. I did care since while I am a self-centred jerk I'm not incapable of feeling empathy for the people who are part of my life.
"Then I was searching the entire galaxy for Oriana. That led to a lot of messy business on Horizon" she added.
Horizon had been the location of a top-secret Cerberus base, a testing ground for technology meant to turn the indoctrinated slaves of the Reapers against their masters. I had no idea how that would have stopped the Reapers themselves since they were self-aware starships with a lot of weapons. They would have simply blasted the Cerberus base from orbit.
"Compared to that setting up my own business and becoming a mother doesn't seem so scary" she was now saying.
I was interested in hearing more.
"You're setting up your own business?" I asked.
Miranda was happy to tell me more.
"Cerberus Defence Contracts" she answered "Cerberus, the one I worked for, was originally supposed to be about defending mankind from a hostile galaxy. It only became about human domination later. I want my company to take up that role and to prepare mankind for the future".
Noble goals. I hoped that she stuck to them. My long-term projects should also benefit the human race.
"That leads me to my other reason to visit you" confessed Miranda and she undid her blouse and exposed her large breasts to my eyes "Grayson, I want you to join Cerberus and be a superhero mascot for my company".
Now this was a surprise.
"You know we are supposed to be enemies" I reminded her "I shouldn't be helping you with publicity".
Of course, she hadn't forgotten.
"You plan to join The Seven, I'm attempting to derail that plan by luring you over to Cerberus," she said as she took off her blouse "Although it could benefit you because if Vought heard that you were even thinking about working with me they'd be more eager than ever to get their hands on you. There is a small concern that they might target Cerberus, but it's more their style to throw money around to solve their problems".
Miranda's tits were an impossibly arousing sight, firm and gravity-defying, and her nipples were noticeable even through the material of her bra. She noticed my staring and the reaction her body was having to mine.
"Did I do that?" Miranda said as she smirked at me "The mighty Invincible isn't so hard to deal with".
In a few seconds, she had unzipped my trousers and freed my erection from its confines,
"Hard to imagine you managed to fit this bad boy inside me" she teased.
As her fingers wrapped around my shaft, she stroked the tip with her thumb. This made it tricky for me to focus on our discussion.
"I assume your plan is to trap me with some sort of contract so you can limit my rise" I reasoned "Maybe I'll even be around to protect you from Red Hood and whatever else the ROB throws at us. Is that the plan, Miss Lawson?".
She didn't verbally confirm or deny it. Instead, she went for a distraction.
"How do you want me?" she said.
I'd think more clearly after I'd fucked her.
"Up against the wall," I ordered.
She slowly walked over towards the adjoining wall, treating me to the sight of her firm ass swaying from side to side as she moved into position.
Miranda placed her hands on the wall and pushed her ass as she moved her legs apart. She clearly had no issue with letting me do what I wanted to her.
To start with I cupped her breasts from behind. As I squeezed her tits, she moaned with pleasure and I could tell that she was pushing into the wall.
Slowly, I slid my hands downwards, away from her breasts, so that I could remove the skirt that looked as if was something she'd wear to a business meeting if she wanted to distract any men in the room.
"Have you been showing people what is mine?" I wanted to know.
I enjoyed that little shiver of fear she displayed when I asked that. I wouldn't hurt my baby factory and she must believe I wouldn't or she wouldn't have requested that I get her pregnant, but she still feared my power.
"No," she said "Never. I promise. My body is yours, Nolan".
I enjoyed hearing that.
"Well I don't see my name on you" I joked.
Miranda made a sort of whimpering sound that was adorable.
"Let me sort that out. I'll fix it" she promised.
Once the skirt was done with I stopped to admire the underwear she'd worn for this encounter. A black thing that looked like I could floss with it.
She had clearly dressed with me in mind and she was willing to have sex with me so as to try to get me to do what she wanted. As such I didn't feel bad about using her.
"You came prepared" I commented.
She was more relaxed now.
"I always aim to impress, Grayson" she replied, craning her neck around to look at him "Do you like what you see?"
No heterosexual man could have resisted the sight. At least not in my opinion.
"What a silly question," I said.
I pulled down her panties until they were bunched around her ankles and then I got them off her. She was not going to get them back.
The former operative's ass was now on full display for my viewing pleasure as well as for touching. I squeezed her cheeks and slapped her ass quite a few times. I enjoyed how her backside got redder.
Miranda took it and made noises that suggested that she actually rather enjoyed the treatment. I rubbed her pussy for a little while to make sure of this. She was wet.
I undressed and while she turned her head to look at me she stayed in position. She understood that my commands were to be followed.
"So, Nolan," she said as she breathed in deep "Which hole do you want?".
Before long, I began pushing my cock into her waiting asshole. She was clearly eager to be fucked this way or she thought it would make me more accepting of her idea. Not that it mattered to me as I was going to fuck her arse and do it well.
"Fuck that's a big cock!" she yelled.
Her body tried to move away from me so I grabbed her hips and pulled her back. She kept her hands on the wall as I used her. It was a very good thing that I had no next-door neighbours since my home was at the top of the building. Anyone below me would just have to suffer the noise.