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The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain by The Dark Wolf Shiro
Worm & My Hero Academia Xover Rated: M, English, Fantasy & Supernatural, Words: 291k+, Favs: 6k+, Follows: 6k+, Published: Apr 19, 2021 Updated: Mar 31
3,391Chapter 26: Catching Up
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my original characters and works, if you recognise it from somewhere else, surprise it isn't mine.
Betad by morde24, Atrius, Hermes, Priapus, Marethyu, Old man of the mountain and TheDonFluffles
These are set sometime before the last chapter, just loose ends that need to be tied up.
It means that the Jin/PanPan conversation isn't until the next chapter, same with the consequences for Purity attacking Midas's base.
The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain
Chapter 22.5: Catch Up
— Sophia Hess (Shadowstalker) —
She hadn't entirely realised just how much she had missed this, the feeling of hunting criminal scum without having the PRT holding her leash.
Midas was an asshole, but he was right, she'd been collared and controlled by the Protectorate, turned from a lone wolf into a show dog for them to parade around, defanged so the PRT could show that they'd tamed her.
But now she'd slipped the leash and was free to hunt again, whenever and whoever she wanted.
She'd actually planned to take down some of Midas' men, to show that even if Midas had Sophia Hess under his thumb, Shadowstalker was a free agent.
But it turned out, there was no point. Midas was what people called a white-collar supervillain, because his men didn't do any of the shit she'd come to expect from thugs.
No muggings, no assaults, no rapes, hell most of the civies in Midas' turf seemed happy to see the Syndicate men, they kept the peace and policed their own turf.
The only time things turned violent was when they met with ABB or Empire thugs trying to push into the docks, or if they caught some dumbass deciding to cause trouble in their turf.
She had spotted White Rabbit breaking into a museum or art gallery once or twice, but she'd already learnt she couldn't catch that slippery bitch. Rabbit wasn't a fighter, but she was so damn fast and agile it made catching her near-impossible so she didn't even try anymore.
She didn't care about art theft anyway, who cared if some rich assholes lost fancy drawings?
It was funny, but his turf was basically crime-free compared to the rest of the city, even with it openly being controlled by a supervillain.
Midas told her that it took someone willing to do the bad things to really do good, that they were alike in that regard.
She killed or maimed the dumb thugs who she caught causing trouble so they'd never hurt anyone again, instead of sending them into the revolving doors of the prisons, to be back out on the street in a month.
Midas was conquering the city, because the PRT had failed to make a difference, just maintaining the status quo.
His iron fist made the city a better place, her hunts did the same. They were the same, even if Midas worked on a much larger scale.
So she turned her attention to the rest of the city, the ABB and the Nazis, plus the random scum and leftover merchants who hadn't gotten the message that they weren't welcome anymore.
Midas had supplied her with a phone that had access to his network, a map of the city with marked locations for crimes in progress, villain sightings updated in real time, it made hunting so much easier.
She knew Midas was using her to weaken his enemies, but she didn't particularly mind either.
Her reputation had only grown after her departure from the PRT, even with the PRT declaring her a villain. People had noticed the sudden increase in her activity, how many criminals she'd put down without the PRT deciding when and where she could patrol.
She wasn't just killing anyone she came across, she wasn't that dumb. She decided to follow the Syndicate's guidelines and make the punishment fit the crime.
Petty criminals got off with a beating, nothing permanent but just something to remember her by. If they were committing worse crimes, like assault, she'd leave them with a few broken bones.
You couldn't assault anyone with two broken legs after all.
Rapists and murderers she killed, she had no mercy for scum like them.
The gangs wanted her dead for how many of their members she'd put down, the PRT had decreed her a villain and claimed they'd bring her to justice, but the public?
With Midas making villany popular, the public loved her. Sure, some pussies said she was too brutal, but they'd seen the result of Midas's rule, the golden age the docks were experiencing, and they wanted that for themselves.
She was bringing some of that order to the rest of the city.
The PRT could call her a villain all they wanted, she didn't give a damn. Hell, she hoped they were dumb enough to try and take her down, maybe they'd bring Hebert with them, she had that score to settle after all.
Maybe she should thank Taylor for getting her arrested, because that was what helped her break free from the PRT, but she still needed to teach Taylor that even if she was a cape now, she was still prey.
The heads up display in her mask lit up as she got a text, making her pause as she read her message.
'Have you talked to him yet?'
Ugh, Emma was many things but patience wasn't one of them.
Replying quickly, she rolled her eyes as she reminded Emma that Midas was a busy guy, and that she'd talk to him when they next met up.
Which happened fairly often in all honesty, Midas calling her to his bed.
Emma wanted to be a cape, and honestly, she thought Emma would make a decent sidekick, but the only way for her to get powers was through Midas.
So she had to convince Midas to make Emma a cape, which shouldn't be that hard right?
But for now, she had more important things to focus on, peering over the rooftop as she arrived at the marked crime location, seeing three skinheads breaking into a store, Empire 88 markings on their body or clothes.
Checking the map, she made a note of where the empire's heavy hitters were last sighted before grinning and taking aim.
The Empire had made it clear they wanted her dead or gone, but Midas' network made avoiding the ones she couldn't handle all too easy.
Yeah, life was good for Sophia Hess, and it was about to be real bad for skinheads 1, 2 and 3.
— Helena Bertinelli (Huntress) —
Somehow, being turned into Midas' sex toy for a week or two was the least problematic part of her having been captured.
Midas had plenty of sex tapes of her and him, and every day she expected to find her nudes leaked all over the internet, but whatever he wanted them for, he hadn't shared them since he'd released her, thanks to the deal the Birds had made to free her.
Honestly, she didn't even mind the sex that much, even if she wasn't used to being the sub. Midas was in damn good shape and he knew how to use what god had given him.
If he leaked the videos, it would be rather embarrassing to have the world see her begging the villain not to stop, pleading with him for more, but she supposed it was better than not enjoying her time as his little heroic cumdump.
But no, the worst part of all this was Shadowstalker.
She'd gone off the rails, leaving a trail of crippled thugs and corpses in her wake, and while Helena didn't entirely disagree with crippling criminals, Shadowstalker had pissed off the ABB, Empire and PRT simultaneously, and it was going to get her killed at this rate.
Midas had manipulated Shadowstalker, and it was her fault. She'd been the one to take Shadowstalker with her to spy on the League, resulting in Shadowstalker getting captured.
She needed to fix this, hopefully by convincing Shadowstalker to join the Birds of Prey. Of course she needed to find Shadowstalker first, and the vigilante had become extremely elusive lately, striking without warning before vanishing, only to strike again halfway across the city.
— Carol Dallon (Brandish) —
"Don't glare at me, I'm trying to save New Wave," Jin said, making her roll her eyes as she sat in his office, mercifully dressed again after the unnecessarily-long naked photoshoot he had had her do.
It was bad enough that he now had dozens of professionally taken photos of her in various states of undress, including plenty of tasteful nudes, but he also had a few ones for his private enjoyment that wouldn't be going public that were certainly not tasteful.
Ugh, going public. After all she'd said to Vicky, her own breasts were going to be on the internet soon.
"By blackmailing me?" Carol asked, making him chuckle.
"I'm covering for your reckless behaviour, do you realise how quickly New Wave would fall apart if people found out about your little affair?" Jin pointed out calmly, making her wince slightly. "New Wave has always styled itself as a family unit. Do you really think people will trust you if they find out two of the top members were having an affair? That's ignoring Sarah's reaction when she finds out that one of the many women Neil was fucking was her own sister, and of course Mark's reaction if he finds out Vicky isn't his daughter. I can certainly see where Vicky got her recklessness, Carol."
She didn't respond, how could she? Jin was right, if word leaked it would be the end of New Wave. All the lectures she gave Vicky and Amy about the importance of keeping up appearances, and it was her that would destroy them.
"What if Amy tells someone? I don't know where-"
"I do, and Amy won't leak this, for Vicky and Mark's sakes if for nothing else. Amy is safe, she'll return when she's ready," Jin said, making her pause.
"You've known where she is this entire time?" Carol asked, making him nod.
"I have, but forcing her to return would just make matters worse. There's burnt out and then there's Amy. You realise you were pushing her far too hard, right?" Jin pointed out, continuing before she could protest. "But we aren't here to talk about Amy. Frankly, Midas already knows about your affair, fortunately I was able to convince him not to leak it. To say you owe me would be a colossal understatement, given that securing his silence wasn't cheap."
"How did he know?" Carol asked, dreading to think about what else the supervillain knew about New Wave.
"The same way I did, he's a Thinker and a damn powerful one. Assume he always knows everything and you'll be right more often than you're wrong," Jin sighed, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Fortunately, I had some information he didn't and he agreed to keep your secret in exchange for it. Don't worry, the only people it will hurt are the Empire, though it will help Midas expand his territory as well."
She'd helped Midas, inadvertently or not, she'd helped the villain who was rapidly becoming the biggest threat in Brockton Bay.
"If New Wave is going to survive, some changes are going to be needed. Firstly, Neil has to go. Sarah planned to bury his affairs at first but too many people have come out claiming to have had liaisons with him, some with evidence no less. Plus, that was before over a dozen women have come out accusing him of sleeping with them, some of them younger than Crystal, Sarah won't stay on a team with him on it, neither would Crystal," Jin continued, making her sigh and nod.
"I've spoken to Sarah about this, they're divorcing and Neil is leaving Brockton Bay. Eric is probably going with him," Carol admitted, seeing New Wave fracture before her eyes. At least this wasn't entirely her fault.
"I know, Sarah has been coming to me for advice on how to proceed. What you probably don't know is that Neil is in talks with the PRT to join them, with Eric joining the Wards in whichever city they end up in. Eric looks up to his father, even despite all this. Frankly, New Wave needs a major victory to pull themselves out of this situation," Jin said, leaning back in his chair. "I have a few ideas about how to get New Wave some good PR, but without any actual results it won't matter."
"Why are you even helping us?" Carol asked, making Jin chuckle.
She didn't believe it was out of the goodness of his heart, especially not after he'd essentially blackmailed her into working for him.
They'd just got done with her first photoshoot, and he'd clearly enjoyed making her strip for him.
"I have plans for Brockton Bay and New Wave are a part of them. I can't have you falling apart when I need you to help counter Midas' little League of Villains," Jin said plainly. "Besides, Vicky asked me to help and despite what you may think, I do care for her."
"Despite the fact that you're fucking my sister and niece as well?" Carol asked, making Jin chuckle.
"And many others, I assure you. Everyone has their vices, and unlike you I've always been open about my dalliances. After cuckolding Mark and your sister, making him think that Vicky was his daughter, are you really in a position to judge me for my actions?" Jin asked bluntly, making her wince at his tone.
She wasn't used to being on the defensive like this. She'd spent years being in charge and Jin had just walked in and taken that away.
"That's what I thought," Jin said simply. "It's your fault you're in this mess, so be a good girl and do as you're told. Honestly, you Dallon girls need a firm hand to keep you out of trouble. Vicky is happier and far more effective with my guidance, I'm sure you'll also thrive under me."
The worst part is that she couldn't deny that Vicky was doing much better lately, besides the amount of criminals and villains she was taking down increasing considerably, she wasn't even committing anywhere near as much collateral damage anymore. Plus, she was clearly happier with Jin than she was with Dean.
"And if I don't want to be under you?" Carol asked, making him smile.
"We both know that isn't really an option for you, to be perfectly blunt, New Wave can survive without you. You're powerful but rather… unpopular due to your personality, even amongst other heroes. If your family finds out about you and Neil, it would break them, but I could use that to rebuild them. Sarah, Vicky, Crystal and Amy would rebrand as an independent team under my guidance, Mark, I imagine, would fall deeper into depression and potentially become suicidal, and you'd be seen as a complete hypocrite. Maybe you'd be able to stay as an independent hero, but you'd need to rebrand and move cities at the very least. I assure you, Sarah and Vicky would never forgive you, I don't need to be a Thinker to see that," Jin explained, laying out her future.
"And you'd put them through that?" Carol asked darkly, making Jin chuckle.
"No, you would. I'm betraying Vicky and Sarah by not telling them, the honest thing to do would be to expose your betrayal, despite the consequences. You've always pushed for heroes to have more accountability, and here you are trying to avoid taking accountability for your own actions, so don't try to paint yourself as the victim here," Jin said coldly, making her wince again.
"You're not exactly innocent yourself, I doubt those pictures you made me take were purely for the sake of this photoshoot," Carol growled, knowing he had pictures of her naked and touching herself.
"No, that was because I'm annoyed at how much work your indiscretions caused me and I wanted to punish you for it," Jin said, moving around his desk and bending her as she stiffened, his hands on her shoulders, gently massaging them. Despite her tension, she couldn't help but enjoy the way his talented hands massaged her shoulders. "With how much stress and work you've made me, I decided to punish you a little while getting some entertainment at the same time."
Going silent, she bit down her natural reaction as one of Jin's hands moved down and unbuttoned her shirt, before he slipped his hand into her shirt and cupped her breast, groping her over her bra.
Pulling back, Jin smirked at her as he walked back around. He'd proven his point, he could just blatantly molest her and she couldn't stop him. She was already under him, nothing she said would change that.
"Stand up," Jin ordered, watching as she reluctantly obeyed. "Bend over my desk."
She hesitated again as she gave Jin a truly venomous glare, before she slowly and mechanically moved to obey his demand, not resisting as she felt him undo her belt and pull her trousers down to her ankles.
He paused for a moment, looking at her ass, which was barely covered by the lacy black underwear she had been told to wear for the photoshoot, the string slipping between her firm buttocks.
"You know, I'm a little undecided here. I could pull those sexy panties to get side and fuck you right here and now, on the same desk I fucked your daughter on earlier today," Jin said, giving her ass a light slap. "Or I could just spank you, discipline you for being such a naughty girl."
Looking over her shoulder, she glared at him as he gave her a cocky smirk.
"Why don't you choose?" Jin asked, making her glare deepen. To be honest, she'd been drinking while they had been doing the photoshoot, and with the expensive wine in her veins she didn't think about her answer nearly as well as she should have.
"Fuck you."
"As you wish," Jin replied immediately, her eyes widening as she cursed her poor choice of words, but as her panties joined her trousers and his belt was undone, she didn't move at all.
Legs as parted as they could be with her trousers still partially on, she gasped as she felt him push the tip of his cock against her ever-so-slightly wet slit.
And then he was inside her, no foreplay, no gentleness, a single thrust and her daughter's lover sheathed his cock entirely inside her tight cunt, a moan leaving her lips.
A traitorous part of her mind suddenly realised why Vicky, Sarah and Crystal had been so happy lately, as Jin hit spots that had been left untouched for a decade at least.
Gripping the expensive wood, she grunted as she tried to force down her moans, not wanting him to know that her body was enjoying this more than it should have been.
Her sex life wasn't exactly active. Neil might have continued his indiscretions with other girls after she broke off their affair, but she hadn't.
Mark hadn't slept with her in years, between the meds killing his sex drive and his depression doing the rest when he didn't take them, he just wasn't interested in her body anymore, and the only time in recent memory where she'd touched herself was when Jin had ordered her to do it for the camera, and she hadn't managed to cum then.
She did cum as Jin railed her hard and fast against his desk, roughly using her body for his own pleasure with no regard for how much she wanted to be there. Mark would never just use her like this, but Jin wasn't Mark, Jin didn't give a shit how much she disliked him, he didn't care if she enjoyed this because he was punishing her.
Tch, this wasn't about punishment, the horny bastard just wanted to fuck her, like he'd fucked her daughter and sister.
He'd practically had the entire set, all the New Wave girls with the exception of Amy, and somehow she wouldn't be surprised to find out Amy was stashed in one of his fancy penthouses, riding his dick daily.
Her grunts quickly turned into reluctant moans as Jin had his way with her, one leg pushed up on the desk as he thrust into her again and again, the sounds of flesh clapping together filling the office.
She was a talented lawyer, a powerful heroine, and here she was being used like a cheap whore by some asshole thinker who'd shown up and immediately taken control of everyone's lives.
…she fucking hated Thinkers.
As Jin pulled out, she felt his seed splatter against her ass and lower back.
"Wouldn't want poor Mark to have to raise yet another man's daughter," Jin said calmly, grabbing his glass and finishing it as she stood up on shaky legs.
"Y-you don't seem to care about cucking him," Carol muttered, panting slightly as Jin chuckled.
"I don't, and don't bother getting dressed, we aren't done. Actually, lose the rest of the clothes," Jin ordered, taking off his shirt.
Despite herself, a thrill of arousal shot through her as she watched him unbutton his top, revealing a very well-built chest.
Sighing, she copied him as she removed her own shirt, feeling his eyes on her body as she unclipped her bra.
She shouldn't like this. He was blackmailing her into being his sex toy, she should hate every moment of this.
Sitting down on his couch, he leaned back and smirked at her, his cock still hard and standing proud.
"Come here, ride me," Jin ordered, watching her move over and climb into his lap, grasping his cock and lining it up with her now very wet pussy, before she lowered herself down onto it, hating that she enjoyed the feeling of fullness as he cupped her ass, giving her a light spank. "Good girl."
She should hate this, so why did she feel a thrill of pleasure as he pulled her towards himself and roughly kissed her?
— Lisa Wilburn (Tattletale) —
Life was good for her, since Midas had taken over the Undersiders.
Sure, Coil was still alive and a threat, but Midas assured her that he had plans for him, and she believed him, if only because she didn't believe he wanted the competition.
But in general?
Sitting in her very fancy office, she stretched with a grin as she looked over the data she was being fed by Midas' expansive information network.
Midas had realised that she was wasted on the ground, sure she could be useful on heists, but her powers were better suited in this kind of role.
Sitting in the shadows, pulling strings and gathering information without ever being in the slightest amount of danger.
She basically ran Midas' shadow network, making a fortune without ever needing to leave her very fancy penthouse (provided by her generous boss).
Of course, given that she ran Midas' network, it meant she had access to information that nobody else but Midas himself could access… and she could see how far his plans truly went.
He didn't want Brockton Bay, he didn't even want America. Midas was already spreading his roots through almost every first world country, just information gathering at the moment, but she didn't need her power to tell her that he had much bigger plans than that.
He wanted the world, and she was starting to believe he'd truly get it.
Of course that meant she was along for the ride, because she found that she very much enjoyed her current life.
Sitting back in her chair, the Shadow Broker smiled as she looked over the secrets she'd gathered.
It was Midas' idea of course, to make a new persona for her as the world's most premier trader of secrets. A rogue, affiliated with the League of Villains, trading in secrets across the world.
His men gathered the information, and she found how best to use it. From her laptop, she could blackmail a politician, destabilise a country, rig an election and start a war without even bothering to get changed out of her pyjamas.
Some days she dealt with top-level government officials and capes while she was still in bed.
Of course, if she forgot just who her boss was she'd end up dead by the end of the day, but she could happily live as Midas' pet information broker if it meant she got access to secrets like these.
Coil never trusted her nearly this much, but Midas wasn't a fool.
All in all, life was good for Lisa Wilbourn, and Sarah Livsey was truly dead and buried, her parents locked away thanks to an anonymous tip about her father's insider trading. Were they actually guilty? Well, did it really matter?
If Coil had access to even a quarter of this information, he'd have won already. Hell, he'd never even needed her to begin with, so she was pretty sure Thomas wasn't in for a good time.
It hadn't been hard to work out when Midas had started making files on all high-ranking PRT members and found more than a few discrepancies around a certain Mr Calvert, PRT Consultant.
It was breaking the Unwritten Rules, but in the mature and wise words of King Midas, Coil started it.
She'd spilled the beans that Coil had her investigating the civilian identities of the Empire capes, and Midas had paused for a moment before deciding that Coil had forsaken the protection of the Unwritten Rules himself by doing so.
So yes, Mr Calvert didn't have long in this world, whether he knew it or not, as she accessed the camera in his office, deep in his underground base.
The funny thing was that she could kill him right here, right now. His entire base was rigged with explosives, which Syndicate 'Netrunners' had compromised. A single push of a button and Coil would be blown to bits, without even knowing why or how he died.
But Midas had plans for him, and he'd promised her that she'd get her revenge, that Coil would wish she'd just blown him up.
So she watched and she waited.
The rest of the Undersiders were doing pretty good as well, Alec was living his incredibly lazy dreams where he got paid to sit around and play games all day in a fancy hotel room with fancier room service, Rachel was living her best life with her pack which seemed to be constantly growing, a massive piece of land set aside for them to roam.
That, plus her pardon meant she wasn't even wanted anymore, Rachel Lindt was for all intents and purposes a civilian who didn't care about anything but her dogs.
Paige wasn't really an Undersider, but she was doing good as well. She had an apartment in the same building Lisa's penthouse was in, and while she couldn't move freely yet since her pardon was taking longer due to some people dragging their feet back in New York, she was certainly enjoying the fancy apartment more than her cell.
Brian and Hitoshi…
They were in trouble, because Hitoshi had convinced Brian to turn on Midas. She always knew Hitoshi wanted to be a hero despite his master power being seen as villainous, but she didn't think they'd be dumb enough to actually do this.
Brian was pissed that Midas had Aisha and his mother, and Hitoshi convinced him to start leaking information to the PRT, to Armsmaster specifically, as the Tinker was still pissed about how easily Midas humiliated him.
Naturally she found out immediately, because the PRT systems had more holes than Swiss cheese, and Midas told her that he knew they were going to start leaking information on the Syndicate before they even started
He was using them both as enforcers to help keep the other gangs out of his territory, sending them on missions while knowing they were leaking information.
It was a trap, but not for them, it was a trap for the PRT who were starting to see them as legitimate and reliable sources. Midas was giving them crumbs to lure them in, before he'd feed them false information at a crucial point.
This would leave Brian and Hitoshi looking like they'd tricked Armsmaster, closing off that avenue and making it clear that Midas knew what they were doing.
If they were smart, Midas would spare them and put them to work, but if they weren't…
She liked her former teammates, she truly did, but she wasn't going to die for them. She'd try and help them when Midas struck but they'd dug their own grave, she wouldn't be joining them in it.
But until then?
Her life was too good for her to risk messing it up. Sipping her drink, she changed the camera feed, moving from camera to camera, spying on people who would never know she was there.
Stretching, she made sure to aim her body towards the camera in her apartment, wearing only a pair of tiny panties as she gave Midas a show. She didn't know if he was actually looking at her, but she was fairly certain he did check the feeds occasionally.
It was both because she genuinely wanted Midas, his power blocking hers made such thoughts actually possible again, as she didn't get the endless feed of unwanted information from him when they met up in person, and because she knew he was possessive and would take care of her even better if she was a member his ever growing harem.
Then, pressing a few buttons she arranged an untraceable information leak on a politician's embezzlement, smiling as she did. His most likely successor was in the Broker's pocket, her pocket, and Midas was one step closer to achieving his goals.
This was what she was made for, not running petty heists for pocket change.
Yup, life was good for Lisa Wilbourn.
— Rebecca Costa-Brown (Alexandria) —
Midas, Prophet, Jin, whatever the fuck he was calling himself right now, had them by the balls and he knew it.
It wasn't that hard to work out his little deception with the Think Tank once Thinker powers started working again, but they also realised something else.
If Midas got exposed as Prophet, it would only hurt the 'good guys'. Sure, it'd stop him from manipulating New Wave and the other heroes of Brockton, but Midas would drop the act and go villain full time.
Right now, Midas had created a superpower arms race, with his ability to improve powers, and the only dealers were Midas and Prophet.
Villains would go to Midas for upgrades, while the heroes would need to go to Prophet just to keep up.
If Prophet was exposed as being Midas, then he'd drop that persona entirely and there would be no dealer for heroes. Villains would constantly get stronger while the already outnumbered heroes would fall even further behind.
Midas could turn even a useless power into a truly dangerous one in time, so even the lowest of villains could become true threats if they just went to the King.
Which meant that they couldn't let people find out Midas was Prophet. He'd made it so the very heroes he was deceiving needed to help him keep up the act.
The fact was that Prophet could demand any price for his upgrades, and the PRT would have to pay it, because already villains from around America had started to make contact with Midas, negotiating for power ups.
Accord had made a deal with Midas, working as something of a middleman between him and the villains who wanted to approach him, working with the League of Villains (which had already opened a branch in Boston, Hawaii and New York).
That wasn't even mentioning the healing pods Midas had made, he'd sent a single sample to be examined and they did exactly what he claimed. Thinker support claimed he'd found a way to make a Tinker-equivalent of Panacea's power.
Having these set up near an Endbringer attack would save countless lives, and his upgrades were a force multiplier for those same attacks.
So yes, Midas currently had them all by the balls and he could name any price, and they'd have to pay it.
If he wanted Brockton Bay, well Cauldron had already decided to let Coil have it as part of their experiments and she didn't think Coil was long for this world anyway.
If he wanted more Heroines in his bed than just New Wave? He could have his pick of the PRT heroines, including her.
…Especially since Contessa seemed convinced that her becoming Jin's little sex toy was an essential part of the path to beating the Endbringers and Scion.
And the path to ensuring humanity's survival for that matter, as she seemed convinced that Jin would be able to rebuild entire cities (which was certainly necessary given their best estimates on how long civilisation was going to last with the constant threat of the Endbringers).
After everything they'd done? Every evil they'd committed in the name of defeating Scion and saving humanity, pimping out the heroines wasn't even enough to make her bat an eye.
Of course there was also the probability that Contessa's paths were broken, but whatever Midas was doing to break Thinkers had stopped recently and she was still utterly convinced that Jin was the key to victory.
Or they thought she did, considering she was still missing (and occasionally popping up to leave various bdsm equipment and pornographic material in her house).
Even if recruiting him meant giving him Earth Bet, and everyone in it.
— Thomas Calvert (Coil) —
Even with his power working again, Coil didn't trust it as much as he used to, Midas had proven that he could manipulate Thinker powers and that meant he was more vulnerable than he was used to being.
He'd lost the Undersiders, but except for Tattletale he didn't particularly care about them beyond the principle of the matter.
Everything had been going exactly as planned, until Midas had shown up and ruined countless plans, setting him back years.
"Ah, Coil. I wondered when you'd be in touch," Midas said over the phone as Coil scowled. "I take it you're calling about the Undersiders?"
Pausing, he split the timelines out of sheer habit as he tried to decide how to approach this.
Timeline B
Using his second timeline, he decided to try a more aggressive approach, Midas tended to avoid actual confrontation with Villains (beyond the merchants who barely counted on their best day)
"I am, did you really think you could steal my minions without consequences?" Coil asked darkly, hearing a sigh on the other end.
"Ah, so this is your play? Well, yes I did," Midas said calmly.
"I think you'll find-" his words died in his mouth as he watched the security door to his office slam closed, his panic room button activating on its own.
"I did promise Tattletale I'd kill you, and frankly this city only has room for one mastermind, and I think we can both agree I fit the role better," Midas continued as Coil quickly opened his computer, trying to work out what was going on.
Locked out of his own system, he watched the self-destruct countdown start, before rapidly going from thirty minutes down to five.
"How did you-"
"If that's the best security system your money could buy, I would suggest getting a refund, but I suppose that's not going to be an option for you," Midas said calmly.
"You're bluffing, if you know my systems you know these bombs would destroy a good portion of Brockton Bay, you wouldn't blow up the city you keep claiming to want to improve," Coil said quickly, making Midas chuckle.
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong. It's true, the bombs will destroy a considerable portion of the city but whose territory are you hiding under again?" Midas asked rhetorically. "The Empire will be massively weakened when your base blows up such a large section of their territory, and I'll be able to move in and pick up the pieces. The city will be grateful when I rebuild the demolished territory in my image."
He was bluffing, he had to be, but as the timer ticked down, Coil felt a cold sweat come over him.
"People will-"
"Plus, I imagine when they pull the charred remains of Thomas Calvert, PRT Consultant, out of the ruins wearing the burnt remains of a supervillain's costume, the PRT will have bigger things to worry about than me," Midas continued. "Goodbye Coil, Tattletale sends her regards."
Ending the call, the timer suddenly sped up as he desperately tried to input the command code to stop it, watching as it ticked to zero and he discovered that Midas didn't bluff.
— Timeline A —
Sitting in his chair, he suddenly felt extremely unsafe in his own office, Midas had to have already compromised his systems before the phone call.
How long had Midas been in control of his base?
"No, I'm sure Tattletale thinks she's extremely important to my plans but she's always had an over-inflated ego," Coil said smoothly, hiding his sudden terror. "The Undersiders were a useful tool, but one I've already replaced. I must say, I am rather disappointed however."
"Oh? And why is that?" Midas asked.
"I was waiting for my invitation to your League, but I suppose we have little Tattletale to thank for that. I'm sure she's poisoned your opinion of me," Coil said with faked amusement. "Honestly I'm rather disappointed in myself for not thinking of forming such an organisation myself."
His little Dinah claimed there was a 94.68% chance that Midas would allow him to join the League of Villains if Coil approached Midas.
"Ah, considering she claims you want to rule Brockton Bay, a position I also aspire for, yes I suppose she has," Midas chuckled, making Coil frown under his mask.
"To be entirely honest, I did have plans for that, but recent events have changed that. Brockton Bay requires too much work to be worth it, and while you certainly seem to have the resources for your little renewal project, I'm turning my attention elsewhere," Coil claimed, lying out of his ass. "I'm calling because I have an offer for you. I'd like the League's assistance in settling myself up in Honolulu, where the League has just opened its latest branch, in exchange for the services of the Capes I have under my control, including a movement Tinker, a powerful precog, and many others."
He wanted out of Brockton because this base was certainly not safe, while he was further away from Midas he could use his power to compromise the League and turn it against its founder, while Midas busied himself renovating Brockton Bay. Then when he returned, he'd enjoy the fruits of Midas' labour.
"It's certainly a tempting offer, but unfortunately I promised someone your head. Did you know that Tattletale was able to work out exactly when you'd make this phone call?" Midas asked calmly, making him freeze as his door opened.
A group of heavily-armed men walked into his office, deep in his extremely secure underground base. The lead man worked forwards, calmly reaching forwards and pressing the button to put Midas on speaker.
"Now, I don't think this is the kind of conversation we should have over the phone, but don't worry, my friend Bob here will be… escorting you to me so we can discuss just how useful you will be for me in person."
"Wait, you are making a-"
His words were once again cut off as the man apparently named Bob hit him in the side with a stun baton, making him convulse as electricity coursed through his body, and as he fell out of his seat, he watched as another man walked in, wearing a costume that looked identical to his, walking around him and taking a seat in his office.
Pulling off the mask for a moment, the man stared down at him with a face identical to his own.
"Bob, if you could remove Mr Calvert from my office, that would be much appreciated," the fake Coil said, with a voice that was identical to his own.
"Sure thing, Boss.," Bob said calmly, looking down at him for a moment before he shrugged and kicked Coil in the head, knocking him out.
— Jin —
Sitting in Coil's office, with the body Amy made for me, I smile to myself as my netrunners give me access to Coil's systems.
Two down, three to go.
The PRT, the Empire, and the ABB are all that stand between me and ruling this city now, and Coil was nice enough to completely compromise the PRT for me.
As for Coil himself? Well, Lisa said he put a gun to her head, and it's only fair she gets to do the same.
Now that I have my scapegoat, it's time for the next step.
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The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain by The Dark Wolf Shiro
Worm & My Hero Academia Xover Rated: M, English, Fantasy & Supernatural, Words: 291k+, Favs: 6k+, Follows: 6k+, Published: Apr 19, 2021 Updated: Mar 31
3,391Chapter 27: Sisterly Reunion
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my original characters and works, if you recognise it from somewhere else, surprise it isn't mine.
Betad by morde24, Atrius, Hermes, Priapus, Marethyu, Old man of the mountain, TheDonFluffles and Mike, God of Lore
The Guild of Gamers: The Supervillain
Chapter 23: Sisterly Reunion
— Amy Dallon —
Watching Midas, Jin, get out of bed and pour himself a drink, she glared at the man who was manipulating her entire family like puppets dancing to his tune.
"Would you like a drink before we start?" Jin asked calmly, utterly unphased by her glare as she glowered at him before sighing and nodding, snatching the glass out of his hands as he returned to the bed, downing it in a single swig before she took his glass out of spite, making him chuckle.
Old Amy would be disappointed in her, ruining her liver like this, but new Amy was pissed off and hurt.
"So, yes. I am Prophet, I'm also Midas and a couple of other people, in no small part thanks to you making me those body doubles," Jin admitted, making her wince at the realisation that she'd made his deception much easier. "Any questions?"
"You're manipulating my family, causing problems for them so you can help fix them as Prophet. You're manipulating Vicky, toying with her emotions and using her," Amy growled, making him laugh.
"Ah, it all comes back to Victoria," Jin said, making her blush at his amused tone, well aware of her obsession with Vicky.
"You're a piece of shit, using her feelings to twist her into one of your pawns, and I helped you. You've twisted both of us to suit your own sadistic whims," Amy said angrily, hating the way Midas l seemed entirely unphased by her words. "Pretending to care about us so you can use us."
"Amy, I know this will come as a surprise, but while I manipulate everyone, that doesn't mean I don't care about them. I do care for Vicky, more than I expected to if I'm being entirely honest, as I do for you," Jin said with a sincere tone.
She hated the way her heart sped up at his words, but she tried to shake it off, not falling for his honeyed words.
"I didn't twist or corrupt you, I gave you every opportunity to leave after I worked out the healing pods, you came back to me because you can't stand being Panacea. You came to me because I gave you a taste of freedom, and you can't give it up," Jin reminded her, giving her a smile as she looked away in shame. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, you've done more for the world than almost any other hero, certainly more than Brandish. You deserve the rest, especially now that the healing pods are going to be spread out to the world."
"You're just saying what you think I want to hear," Amy replied, making him smile.
"No, that's the truth. Besides, now that you've started to truly experiment with your powers, do you really think you can go back to doing nothing but healing?" Jin asked, making her freeze. "You'd last a week before you got caught, and even if all you did was change the colour of some flower petals, Carol would start screaming biotinker and the PRT would immediately come down on you despite everything you've done for them. Piggot is too paranoid to trust her own capes, let alone an independent biotinker. You wouldn't get a single word out before she was screaming for you to be birdcaged. What do you think they'd do if they saw your greenhouse? Your giant man-eating plant that has tried to eat me no less than three times, thankfully it doesn't like the taste of gold."
She didn't respond to his claim, knowing it was true. Director Piggot was in constant pain, in a dying body, and even with Panacea frequently nearby she'd never even let Amy get within arm's reach.
…she couldn't bring herself to get rid of her first creation, even if it tried to eat everyone except her. If the PRT saw it… if they saw the things she'd made for fun, they'd be shouting for a kill order immediately.
"But Vicky-"
"Is a reckless, narcissistic teenage girl with too much power and no self control," Jin cut in, making her glare. "I love Vicky, I do, but you know I'm right. Vicky needs someone to guide her, Carol spoils her and Mark is too busy fighting his own demons to rein her in. Vicky needs a firm guiding hand, and she's thriving with me providing that. You needed to be spoiled, to be told that you don't owe the world your every waking moment, to be shown that someone does care about you instead of just Panacea, Vicky needed someone resistant to her aura to teach her some discipline or it was only a matter of time until she did something even you couldn't fix and the PRT hit her with the book," Jin explained, making her pause. "What is it that everyone calls her again?"
"…collateral damage barbie," Amy answered quietly, remembering all the times she'd had to heal someone who had gotten hurt by Vicky's lack of control, either directly because Vicky lost her temper or indirectly because she didn't consider her surroundings.
"You're evil, using us to take over the city," Amy tried, her words holding less heat.
"I am, because Brockton needs taking over. Do you know why I'm playing both hero and villain? It's because Brockton Bay needs both. I will drag this city out of its decaying state and into a golden age, but I need both Midas who can break the rules and Prophet who can interact with the good guys to do so," Jin explained, sounding almost heroic as she tried to find the fault in his words.
"I could expose you, reveal your deception to the world," Amy threatened.
"You could, but you're mistaken about how much that would inconvenience me. Victoria would be heartbroken of course, assuming she believed you over me, you'd have to admit that you ran off to play around in a supervillain hideout, that you're more than just a healer, and Prophet would be… retired. That simply means that I'd have to use more brutal methods as Midas, the PRT and the independent heroes would lose access to my power upgrading while the villains would continue to grow stronger until the heroes were simply overwhelmed. You would single-handedly sign the death sentence for heroism in Brockton Bay," Jin explained, as easily as he would take about the weather. "You'd ruin your life, the lives of your family and for what, to mildly inconvenience me?"
Jin said that with such confidence that she couldn't help but believe him, couldn't help but believe that nothing she could do would actually slow Jin's progress.
"But we both know the truth. If you left today, and you are welcome to, you'd come crawling back. You can't go back to being Panacea any more than I could go back to being a regular businessman. You like being my Amelia, you know you do," Jin said smugly, brushing his hand against her cheek, smirking as she instinctively pushed her cheek against his hand.
"So I should just stay quiet, let you manipulate my entire family?" Amy spat out. "Hide away in your base forever?"
"Of course not, you can't stay here forever. Vicky misses you, and there's a limit of how long you can be out of the public eye before people start to ask questions. No, I already have a plan to move you back into the public eye, I was just waiting for you to confront me," Jin explained simply, making her freeze.
"You knew-
"That you worked out I am Prophet? Amy, I'm a thinker," Jin said simply, making her blush. "You've suspected for a while, but you never brought it up because you didn't want our time together to end."
She was scum.
"No, Amy, stop thinking like that," Jin ordered, making her blush as he placed a hand on her face and gently kissed her forehead. "You deserved the vacation."
"What is this master plan of yours?" Amy asked, avoiding the subject of how terrible she was.
"I tell Vicky that I'm your mysterious friend, that Prophet has been sheltering you because you were so very close to burning out, she'll accept it and mostly just be happy you're back. We'll tell her that your argument with Carol was about Carol pushing you to heal more instead of Carol's infidelity," Jin explained.
"And when Carol sees I'm back?" Amy asked. Carol would immediately blame her for everything, demanding she go back to the hospital to give New Wave that sweet PR she needed so desperately.
"Carol has found herself… no longer in control of New Wave, much like Victoria, Carol has long needed a firm hand to discipline her, and with the information you gave me I've been able to keep Carol under control as Prophet," Jin explained, and that should make her feel bad. It didn't.
The idea that Carol was being controlled by a villain because of her, sent a vicious thrill through her body, showing her just how far she had fallen.
— Carol Dallon —
"I know, frankly it's for the best," Jin said calmly, speaking over the phone as she listened in.
She didn't hear the response on the other end, he wasn't on speaker and she was also a little… occupied at the moment.
Her lips wrapped around Jin's cock as she knelt under his expensive wooden desk, utterly naked as she serviced her new boss.
"Yes, Eric will be joining the New York Wards, while Neil will be joining the Protectorate, Eric will be far safer in New York, they don't let their Wards actually fight any serious villains," Jin reassured Sarah, chuckling at her response. "While I understand your position, I really don't think you should be wishing for Manpower to get killed by the Teeth, he's out of your hair, the divorce is already finalised and his reputation is in tatters."
It was settled then, New Wave was finished.
"No, New Wave will survive this. I originally planned a bit of a rebrand, but I don't think that will be necessary. Just leave everything to me, New Wave won't be brought down by one man who couldn't keep it in his pants," Jin promised, looking down at her as he replied to Sarah. "New Wave will thrive, I promise you that."
She believed him, as much as she didn't like the perverted bastard, he was undeniably a genius. He could save New Wave, they just had to listen to him.
"Yes, I've arranged a new home for you and Crystal, a very nice apartment. It's all paid for, don't worry about that, trust me I can afford it, besides Crystal has already moved her things in," Jin laughed. "You might have to fight her for the master bedroom."
Sarah had mentioned that she was moving, she didn't want to stay in the big house now that it was mostly empty. She was staying in Brockton, Crystal was even moving back home to support her mother and doing her course remotely.
"Another massage already? Aren't you a needy one," Jin teased, making Carol frown as he flirted with her sister while she was servicing him. "I suppose I can fit you into my tight schedule, I'll help you move your things into your new home tomorrow, and after that I'm sure I can find the time to help you work off all that stress."
Jin gripped her hair, forcing her head down as he started to cum, making her swallow the thick, sticky load that he was pumping into her mouth.
She didn't resist, even as she glared up at him, obediently swallowing each rope of cum that spurted into her mouth, the familiar taste making her rub her thighs together.
"Oh, is that so? I'm definitely looking forward to giving you your massage then," Jin said with a sultry tone. "Neil truly was a fucking idiot to lose you, but that's his loss and my gain."
Jin listened to the reply she couldn't hear, before he smiled
"I always have time for you, Sarah, it was nothing. Yes, I'll see you tomorrow, wear something sexy for me," Jin ordered, did Sarah even recognise it as an order? "Good girl. Good night, Sarah."
Putting the phone down, he smirked down at her as he finally let go of her hair, letting her pull her head up.
"You think you can save New Wave?" Carol asked, uncaring of the cum leaking down her chin.
"I can, I intend to turn you into the pinnacle of independents which all other independent heroes aspire to be like," Jin said easily, moving back as he gestured for her to rise up. "And I don't fail."
"All we have to do is listen to you, right?" Carol asked acidicly.
"Now you're getting it," Jin agreed, uncaring of her tone. "New Wave will be made into an icon, with or without you. If you don't fall in line, I'll simply inform Sarah of exactly who Neil cheated with and you can join Neil in shame, moving cities and rebranding at best. Or you can be a good girl and listen to me, watching your name and fame rise to greater heights than ever before."
"Even though you're a perverted piece of shit?" Carol asked, making him chuckle.
"We all have our vices, nobody is perfect. Mine is women, you are a control freak who betrayed your husband and sister at the same time, endangering two marriages and New Wave itself. But you're not in control anymore, are you?" Jin asked as he stood up and groped her breast.
"…no," Carol replied quietly.
"Now, be a good girl and tell me who is in charge," Jin whispered into her ear, making her hesitate before she reminded herself that this was to make up for her mistakes.
She was doing this to save New Wave from her own actions, because she deserved to be punished.
"You are, sir," Carol whispered back, a traitorous thrill running through her body as he smirked at her.
"Was that so hard?" Jin asked, sitting back down as he gestured at his cock. "Now, bend over the desk and spread your legs, your mouth is getting better with all your recent experience but I want to fuck your slutty little pussy again."
Turning around, she bent over the desk and pressed her large breasts against the wood, legs spreading wide as she felt him move behind her and press the tip of his cock against her slit.
As he slammed into her, filling her inner passages with his thick shaft, she let out a low moan and gripped the desk, barely reacting as he spanked her fat buttocks and made them jiggle.
This was for New Wave, this was because she needed to be controlled, this was her punishment for betraying Mark, for betraying Sarah, for treating Amy so harshly when she was the bad one.
She deserved to be used like this.
That's why it felt so right.
— Amy Dallon —
"Carol may try to demand you go back to healing, and if she does I'll handle her," Jin continued. "So yes, you could leave, expose my deception, and mildly inconvenience me in exchange for ruining your own life, breaking Vicky's heart, destroying New Wave because Carol doesn't have a single clue how to handle the PR shitshow it's facing and signing the death sentence for the PRT."
She shrunk into herself with every word, his casual explanation of how much damage she'd do to everything but him.
"And while I do think you might be petty enough to ruin your own life to spite me, I do love that vicious, petty streak of yours, I don't think you'll doom your family like that," Jin said confidently, she never really had a chance did she?
She'd been dancing to his tune from the first time agreed to meet with him.
"Or?" Amy asked, making him smile.
"Or you could be a good girl and stay quiet, New Wave thrives under my leadership, you get to continue your new relaxed lifestyle, and Brockton Bay continues to recover as I… remove the problematic elements," Jin answered, before smirking. "And of course, you finally get what you've wanted for so long."
Amy froze at his words, gulping as she immediately worked out what he meant.
"You know I had a threesome with Crystal and Vicky recently, it's not even a particularly rare occurrence, do you really think Vicky wouldn't be up for a threesome with me and you?" Jin asked, and despite her best efforts she couldn't help but imagine it, which he clearly knew as he smirked. "Everyone benefits, except the more damaging villainous elements who will find themselves no longer welcome in Brockton Bay, and all you have to do is not ruin such a good thing."
"…promise me you won't hurt Vicky," Amy finally said, quietly as she looked away.
"That's the last thing I want to do, I swear to you I have no plans to hurt Vicky, emotionally or physically… although she does like a little pain during our liaisons," Jin admitted, making her blush as she pictured Vicky and Jin together.
"I-" Amy started, hesitating as she asked herself if she was really going to do this, before sighing. Yes, she was. "I won't tell anyone."
She wasn't a hero anymore, she was no more a hero than Prophet himself was, she was a villain the world thought was a hero. She was throwing her lot in with a supervillain who wanted to take over the city.
To make it better, a quiet part in the back of her mind whispered, reminding her of how much things had gotten better since Jin arrived in Brockton.
"I know," Jin replied, with the same confidence he always showed. As if her decision was never in doubt, that this was just the inevitable conclusion of their conversation.
Somehow, that made her feel better.
"You're less attractive when you're so smug," Amy grumbled, making him laugh and place a long kiss on her lips.
"Liar," Jin whispered, kissing her neck as she tilted her head up, letting herself fall back on the bed with him on top of her, her legs spreading instinctively. "You love it, you love the idea that you are mine, that you don't have to worry about making choices because I'll make them for you. You love the idea of just letting go."
She whimpered as he said that, feeling the heat of his cock slap against her pussy, already wet from their earlier games.
"That's not-" Amy tried, moaning as he skilfully played with her body.
"Yes it is, don't lie to me Amelia. You are mine, now be a good girl and say it," Jin demanded, the tip of his cock pressing against her needy lower lips.
"I… I'm yours, Jin," Amy finally said, her doubts smothered as he thrust forwards and filled her tight pussy, smirking down at her.
"See, was that so hard?" Jin asked, his tone heavy with lust as she blushed, giving him a dirty look.
"…I'm still pissed off at you," Amy replied, grabbing him and flipping them over so he was on his back.
"Oh?" Jin asked, his hands on her hips. "Then should we stop? Would you like some space?"
His tone was mocking, knowing she didn't want him to leave as she started to ride him.
"Shut up, I'm horny so I'm just using you for sex," Amy said, making him grin up at her, watching her breasts jiggle with each bounce. "So stay quiet and let me have my fun, it's the least you can do for being such a prick."
"Ah, of course. By all means, use away," Jin said, putting his hands behind his head as he laid back and let her take over.
He was such an asshole, but she'd thrown her lot in with him now.
If she was going to be a villain's pet healer, she might as well embrace her bitchy side as well. Jin deserved some shit for all the bullshit he'd fed her.
Stupid smug smile, stupid fat cock, stupid entirely too smart Jin.
— Victoria Dallon —
Leaving Midas' office, she immediately messaged Jin hoping that whatever was occupying his time before was over.
She needed to talk to him, to tell him what nearly happened, if Prophet found out that she nearly let Midas fuck her from his brother…
She couldn't lose him like she had Dean, even if she was frankly happier without Dean than she'd ever been with him.
She and Dean hadn't been a good match, she could see that so obviously now, why else would they split up every other month, but she felt right with Jin, like she truly belonged, and she wouldn't let Midas ruin that.
What the fuck did that asshole even want, why practically blackmail her into agreeing to sleep with him only to tell her she wasn't good enough for him?!
Was he just trying to get between her and Jin, to show Jin that she wasn't loyal? But what was she supposed to do, let someone be murdered because of her actions?
Jin actually replied, apologising for missing her earlier call, apparently he was helping her mother deal with the clusterfuck that was Uncle- no, just Neil's infidelity.
That was something else that infuriated her, how dare that piece of shit cheat on Aunt Sarah? It was funny, Jin had a dozen lovers (including her cousin and aunt) but they had an understanding, she didn't feel like flying off the handle like she did when girls hung around Dean.
She was confident in her place by Jin's side, he cared for her and she loved him, something she could admit to herself, and besides… other girls joining the relationship could be very fun.
Where the hell did Crystal learn to do that thing with her tongue?
Plus, Sarah needed cheering up after it became apparent that Neil was a cheating bastard, and she was certainly happier after her massage.
Heading to meet with him, she prepared herself for his anger, she stripped for his brother, his rival, she would have slept with Midas if Midas hadn't decided she didn't meet his standards. Jin was going to be furious, but she'd rather be the one to tell him, face things head on and do whatever it took to win his trust back.
Arriving, she entered his office, seeing him leaning against his desk looking all sexy as he took a sip of his drink.
He paused as he spotted her, eyes narrowing as his big thinker brain immediately realised something was wrong.
"Vicky, what's wrong?" Jin asked, making her pause before she immediately started to spill everything.
How she'd fucked up, how she'd had to go to Midas to save that thugs life, what she'd done, what she would have done. She didn't try to hide anything, knowing she couldn't lie to Jin and frankly not wanting to, the guilt eating away at her.
Jin remained quiet while she spoke, listening carefully as he guided her to sit down on the couch, holding her hand as she spilled her guts.
Finishing her story, she looked at him hesitantly, waiting for his anger and vitriol, which she deserved.
She hadn't been willing but she'd put herself in that position because she lost her temper.
"Vicky, relax. I'm not angry. Well," I'm not angry at you, Midas is a different story," Jin said soothingly, gently circling his thumb on the back of her hand as he paused, clearly thinking.
"But I almost cheated on you, no I did cheat on you, giving him a fucking strip tease, I was going to let him fuck me to save a fucking Neo-nazi," Vicky replied quickly, making him smile.
"No, you were almost raped. That's what it would have been, rape. He had a metaphorical gun to someone's head and demanded you do those things," Jin explained. "He forced you, not all force is physical. I'm not Dean, I'm not going to jump to conclusions over something that was almost not your fault. What you did wrong was let a skinhead goad you and make you lose your temper."
She couldn't help but relax, even with her guilt still gnawing away at her, lessened by Jin's kind soothing words, even as he scolded her.
"I should have just beat Midas up," Vicky grumbled, making Jin chuckle.
"Midas wouldn't have shown his face in front of you if there was a chance he could lose. Without being there I don't know what trick he had planned, whether it was a body double, a robot, or just some powerful backup waiting in the wings," Jin explained, making her sigh. She hated dealing with evil thinkers. "I'd say an evil twin, but he's already the evil twin so…"
"What did he even get out of that? You told me he doesn't do anything without there being some benefit for him, he's already seen me naked since he stole my phone, what did he even get out of all that," Vicky asked, complaining as Jin paused.
"One thing to know about Midas is that he is petty, for all the effort he puts into his benevolent godfather act, he's a petty man who hates when things don't go his way. Whatever he had planned for New Wave has been disrupted by us, and that stings. He hates losing more than anything else," Jin explained, which made her feel better at the idea of Midas scowling to himself in his secret lair. "He made you strip to humiliate you, and he probably planned to fuck you to try and get between us, he likely would have recorded it and sent it to me to get some petty victory."
"So why didn't he?" Vicky asked, making him laugh.
"Because he knows I'm not so easily manipulated, I'd see it for what it truly was and while it would hurt you, it wouldn't make me dump you, it'd just make me want to get revenge, our cold war would heat up considerably and he didn't want that. Instead, he realised that by refusing to fuck you, by claiming you weren't good enough, he'd hurt your pride even more than if he actually went through with it, that's all this was. He knows you are vain, don't give me that look you know I'm right, and that the implication that you didn't meet his standards would get under your skin," Jin explained, making her blush at him casually calling her out for her vanity.
"…that's it?" Vicky asked in disbelief. She didn't deny that Midas had gotten under her skin, she knew she was hot and being told she wasn't good enough for a fucking villain pissed her off.
"Like I said, he's extremely petty," Jin sighed, rubbing his forehead in irritation. "Vicky, he's fucking Squealer, Skidmark's sloppy seconds. Do you really think he doesn't want you?"
She paused, before snorting in amusement.
"God, I hate that asshole, and everyone thinks he's such a saint, the saviour of Brockton Bay. Do you know he's setting up food banks and homeless shelters? What kind of villain does that?" Vicky asked, making Jin laugh again.
She never knew how to react to what Midas was doing, because he was an evil asshole and yet… even she couldn't deny that he was helping the city massively. She'd heard people talking about moving out of the nice parts of the city and into the new apartment buildings Midas was having built on the land that used to have rundown drug dens.
"That's simple, an egotistical one. Midas is a narcissist with a god complex, he isn't helping people out of the kindness of his heart but because he wants to be adored, and because he can't stand his territory looking so run down. It's for the good of the city, but his true goal is to appease his own vanity and ego," Jin explained, making her nod.
Yeah, that sounded about right.
"That's why he calls himself King Midas, Brockton Bay is his self-proclaimed kingdom and a failing kingdom reflects poorly on its ruler," Jin continued.
"Ugh, he's such an asshole," Vicky whined, making Jin chuckle.
"He just might agree with you, but it's actually in our favour. He's spending time and resources fixing his territory, instead of focusing on expanding. It slows him down a lot, that's time and resources he could spend fucking over the other gangs and the heroes. Plus, it means we can trust that his men won't act like the ABB, grabbing women off the street to be forced into sexual slavery, or the Empire beating minorities for the crime of existing. Midas is bound by his own code, his own rules, and that's the only reason we stand a chance," Jin admitted, as she considered his words.
What if Midas didn't care about his reputation, if he was as brutal as Lung? The city would be a far worse place.
It didn't make him a good person, he was still an egotistical sociopath, but she couldn't deny Jin was right.
What was she saying, of course the powerful thinker was right about his own brother.
"You think he'd have already won if he wasn't stuck following his code?" Vicky asked quietly, making Jin nod seriously.
"This city is a powder-keg, a single spark could blow the entire thing up. I can think of a dozen ways to have the city self-destruct, massively weakening the PRT and the gangs alike, and more ways for someone like Midas to come in and sweep up the ashes, building an empire on the bones of the PRT, the Empire and the ABB," Jin admitted, and she immediately caught on.
If he could think of them, Midas had probably already considered them. He could have set the powder-keg off and just relaxed and enjoyed the fireworks, even before he announced himself to the world.
He could have come in after the fighting was over, grab the capes left alive and been in a much stronger position.
But he needed his city to thrive, so they could count on him not burning the place down just to win. It scared her that even with him essentially holding back and playing nice, Midas still seemed almost unstoppable.
"Do you think he's going to win?" Vicky finally asked, making Jin pause for a moment.
"No, he's gotten the lead and has had us on the defensive for entirely too long but I won't lose to him. I have a plan, one that could at least slow him down, turn the tides back in our favour," Jin explained, making her look at him in interest. "Leave it with me for now, there's still a few pieces I need to acquire and move into place, but he won't have things go his way quite as easily."
"If you need anything, let me know, I'll always have your back," Vicky swore, making him smile and kiss her gently.
"I know, and I'm counting on it. I won't be able to beat Midas alone, as much as it irritates me to admit it, but I won't be doing this alone," Jin said fondly, making her smile back at him.
"…I still feel guilty about what happened," Vicky admitted.
"Would it help if I told you that I was keeping something secret from you?" Jin asked, making her blink.
"I already know you are, you know way too much after all, I figure you know more secrets than pretty much anyone in the city," Vicky admitted, making him laugh.
"Yes, but this one involves you," Jin admitted, making her pause. "I know where Amy is, I'm actually the one she came to when she ran away," Jin continued as she froze.
"Explain," Vicky asked, eyes narrowing.
"Amy and Carol got into a rather heated argument, to put it simply Amy was massively burnt out from healing constantly, Carol however demanded that Amy keep healing, both to try and help New Wave's PR problems and because she doesn't trust Amy," Jin explained, making her frown.
"Why not? Amy has never done anything wrong, she's practically a fucking saint, sure she's a little catty at times but she's earnt it. Why doesn't mom trust her?" Vicky asked, making Jin pause, clearly choosing his next words carefully before he sighed.
"Because Amy's father was Marquis, and Carol didn't want to adopt her most hated enemy's child. Carol does care for Amy, in her own twisted way, but your mother is… broken. She's convinced that Amy is just one bad day away from following her fathers footsteps, that's why she demands that Amy heal and only heal, it's why she's never treated Amy with the same love she showed you," Jin finally admitted, making her clench her fist, her hand tightening around Jin's.
What a load of horseshit. She knew Amy was adopted but how fucking stupid was it to think Amy was going to turn evil just because her dad was a villain?
"So Amy ran away, and came to you," Vicky asked, making Jin nod.
"She knew that you trusted me, and frankly does Amy have any friends outside of you? Have you ever seen Amy spend time with anyone else?" Jin asked, making her pause, thinking.
The Wards? Well, no Amy healed them a lot but she usually left right afterwards…
There had to be someone, right?
At school she… followed Vicky around, and barely spoke to her friend group.
"Oh."
She genuinely couldn't remember Amy ever spending time with anyone but her, and that made her feel like shit all over again.
"I agreed to stash her away where she wouldn't be kidnapped by opportunistic villains or hounded by people wanting healing, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want to place you between Amy and Carol," Jin admitted.
"Is Amy okay?" Vicky asked, making him nod with a small smile.
"She's doing much better, I've finally managed to get through to her that she doesn't owe the world her every single waking moment, that her schedule was downright dangerous, she'll be cutting her hours at the hospital down and I can handle Carol," Jin explained, making her pause at his confidence. "Carol needs my help to pull New Wave out of the latest fuck up, and much like her beautiful daughter, Carol had also made some reckless mistakes, frankly she needs and owes me too much to argue," Jin continued, making her pause before she shook her head, focusing on Amy.
Her mom didn't really matter right now since this mess was apparently her fault.
"Tell Amy I miss her," Vicky finally said, making him chuckle.
"Tell her yourself, she's outside the door," Jin chuckled, making her freeze as the door opened, Amy stepping in sheepishly.
It was only now that she noticed Jin's other hand was on his phone.
"Hey, Vick-"
Which was as far as Amy got as Vicky dashed forwards, wrapping Amy in a tight hug, careful not to hurt her.
"You should have told me, stupid, or Aunt Sarah, we'd have gotten mom to back off,'' Vicky scolded, making Amy blush and look away.
"I… felt like I had to keep healing, like I was killing people if I took even a small break, Jin was the one who made me realise that I was being so self-destructive," Amy admitted as Vicky paused.
"Wait, you said you were with a boyfriend," Vicky asked, looking towards the sheepish Jin. "Did you talk my emotionally vulnerable little sister out of her panties?"
"Please, if anything I used him," Amy cut in, rolling her eyes with a small smile. "I started it, I used him like a… fleshy meat dildo, sex is really good stress relief."
"That's me, New Wave's personal thinker and emotional support dildo," Jin said dryly. "I gave Amy a massage to help her relax, and you know how that usually goes."
Vicky paused, looking between them, but she couldn't bring herself to get angry as she saw how much healthier Amy looked, the bags under her eyes had faded and her smile seemed more genuine.
"You really are going for the New Wave harem, aren't you? You know, I don't think you're going to be able to add mom to it, even if you got the rest of the collection," Vicky teased, making Jin shrug.
"A shame, I'll have to settle for the younger, prettier model then," Jin replied sadly.
"How've you been Amy? You don't have to return if you don't want to," Vicky said, making Amy smile.
"I've done nothing but lay around, watching Netflix and getting laid in between this smug asshole's mandatory therapy sessions disguised as relaxation, so I'm doing pretty good," Amy joked, making Jin shrug, not denying her words."I'm doing fine, but I've missed you, hell I've even missed dealing with the Wards. Being stuck with just this guy for company even made me miss Clockblocker's dumb jokes."
"Odd, you didn't have any complaints about my company earlier," Jin replied lazily, making Amy blush and give him a dirty look.
"Oh shut up," Amy grumbled. "But yes, I'm coming back, if Carol starts being a bitch again I'll just come and live here instead. It's not like this guy is going to complain about me warming his bed."
"I can truly feel the love, Amy," Jin deadpanned, making her smirk at him.
"I can still feel your love leaking down my leg, you horny bastard," Amy retorted, making Jin shrug.
Watching her sister bicker with Jin, Vicky giggled to herself, because as snarky as Amy was being, Vicky could tell she was fond of Jin.
Her sister was back, her boyfriend wasn't a dumb teenage boy who jumped to conclusions and dumped her, he had a plan to slow down Midas and save New Wave from Neil's fuck up.
Despite the mess with Midas and the panic she felt earlier, today was looking pretty good.
"I saw your photoshoot by the way," Amy said, making her pause before she blushed as she remembered how revealing some of those photos have been. "You know, I'm the only New Wave girl who hadn't been in front of the camera, are you suggesting I don't have why it takes to be a model?"
"I'm suggesting that if I asked you'd probably give me seventeen different forms of STDs," Jin replied easily, making Amy pause before she shrugged, not exactly denying it. "But if you're offering then I'm sure you'd look beautiful in front of the camera, I'm sure your fans would be shocked at how much your baggy clothes hide. I certainly was."
"Ooh, we could do another duo shoot like me and Crystal did!" Vicky suggested, watching Amy freeze. "I mean, if you want-"
"I'd love to!" Amy squeaked quickly.
— Amy Dallon —
Naked photoshoot with Vicky, naked photoshoot where their bodies would be pressed together, naked photoshoot that would likely end in a threesome.
All hail Midas, enabler of incestuous threesomes!
— Bonus Scene — Greg Veder
Greg knew he wasn't exactly popular, his theories (which were true!) made him a joke online to the sheep who believed the official statement and never looked deeper.
The girls in his school didn't like him, the guys thought he was a joke, just dumb Greg.
But there was someone who believed in him, who reached out to him in support.
Jogging, he stopped at a specific bench on his path and took a seat next to the older Asian male, the handsome businessman folding his paper up, tucking it under his arm.
"Good afternoon, Greg," he said, making Greg grin at him.
"Hi, Pr- Mr. Yukimura," Greg said, stopping mid-sentence to correct his mistake. He couldn't refer to Jin by his secret identity after all.
"As I've said, you can just call me Jin, Greg. We're partners, after all," Jin said calmly, making him nod in embarrassment.
Nobody would believe that he, Greg Veder, Void Cowboy, actually knew the city's newest thinker, but Jin had messaged him over PHO.
Jin, with his big thinker brain, knew Greg's potential, he knew that Greg was more than the joke people treated him as.
"Sorry, Jin, force of habit," Greg admitted, looking around to make sure nobody was listening. "I did what you asked, nobody pays attention to me at school anyway so nobody noticed," he said proudly, sliding over a journal that Jin slipped out of sight.
He, Greg Veder, was working on the side of the angels, he was going to be a hero.
There was a conspiracy in Winslow, and Jin couldn't access Winslow because an adult spending time in the school would attract all kinds of attention, so Jin approached him.
"I… umm, I don't know how useful the information is going to be, I didn't really see anything that suspicious," Greg admitted, making Jin smile.
"You've done good, Greg, and don't worry. I can make use of anything, no matter how useless it may seem. We're almost ready for the next step, but this is the point of no return," Jin warned seriously, making Greg freeze. "Greg, I want you to become more than my informant, I want you to become a hero, my agent to act where I can't."
Greg felt his heart almost stop at Jin's words, before it started to beat entirely too fast.
"It will be dangerous, I won't lie, but as I said before, you possess immense potential and-" Jin started.
"I'll do it," Greg said immediately, making Jin pause before he smiled.
"I should have known, you have a heroic spirit Greg," Jin praised, making him beam.
"But I don't have any powers… and I don't know how to fight," Greg said hesitantly, making Jin shake his head.
"Don't worry, I can awaken your latent potential and arrange for your training," Jin promised, making him beam as excitement grew within him.
He, Greg Veder of Void Cowboy fame, was going to be a superhero, with Prophet as his mentor.
Together, they'd save the city.
From what? Okay fine he didn't actually know yet, but he trusted that Prophet would tell him when the time came. Besides, the hero's mentor never tells them the truth from the beginning, that was fantasy 101.
— Jin Yukimura —
Okay, I'll admit, this was a fuck up.
Plague Knight made some very powerful alcohol as a gift and at some point during my drunken adventures I drunk-dm'd void cowboy and now I'm stuck with Greg, but I can certainly make use of him.
Greg doesn't realise it, but he's going to be a useful tool for me in the future.
Pump Up will give him some powers, beyond that I have a plan, Greg Veder will be an essential (and highly expendable) piece in my plan to defeat the PRT.
It's all going according to plan, even if I'm making the plan up as I go.
…next time Plague Knight says 'extremely strong tinker booze', I should trust that yes, it's stronger than I can handle.
At least Bob was there to make sure I didn't do anything too stupid while I was plastered.
Author's Note: Kept you waiting, huh?
The Coil/Empire arc will start properly in the next chapter, perhaps. Or maybe I'll get distracted again. Jin has way too many schemes going on at once, it gives me a headache just thinking about them.
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