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Every time I read a new chapter, there's some new mystery hinted at. I never know what's gonna happen next in this story! Still a fun ride.
I will say though--I'm starting to have a bit of a hard time following and keeping track of everything. I think it might help if one of the next installments tied some of the previous threads together a bit--for me anyway. I do have the memory and attention span of a goldfish though, so that might just be me.
The smoke and dust clears, as he is holding the foot, keeping it from crushing him. He could not fully utilize the activation of the new power properly, so the best he could do is refine his muscular body to be strong enough to keep the massive foot from crushing him.
He tosses the foot off of him as he is standing there, breathing heavy as his body shape is now that of someone who was trying to be like a certain large green hero, but taking it too far. It hurt him all over to move, his range of motion limited, but not too restricted. It was not like he was flipping and kicking about, so this was fine. However his chest hurt deeply, on the verge of causing him to pass out.
Holding the form was straining his body as he had to beat the monster down for it to revert back to human, and he had precious little time to do so.
Leaping into action he landed on the monster's chest, and started raining blows down on it, while it was stunned from the tossing.
He could not stop, until the monster started to shrink, while crying about betrayal. The naked women he had captive were released, covered in goo and happy to be alive.
--TV News Helicopter report---
This just in, an unknown boy just defeated the rampaging sex monster. We are watching him Live. He just shrank a little, and collapsed.
The police and paramedics move in to check the boy's condition. He is unresponsive, and we are getting word that the research hospital is in route to gather the boy.
Word is that he is American, but unregistered with the AAS Alliance, a global index of those with AAS who may be helpful in keeping the laws and order of the world.
Reports are flooding in, as the boy was involved in several incidents, including being suspected of the violent attack on a human trafficking ring, posing as an art gallery last month.
INTERPOL wishes to speak to the boy regarding where he stands. The leaders of the Humanist Cult, and the Eastern European Family have publicly declared their intent to kill the boy before years end.
We are watching him being loaded into an ambulance, as the man who was the giant monster is being restrained and carried off to Tsukitoma Island Penitentiary to await trial. More at 11.
--Wives Journal--
We needed to be by his side, but he sent us away. Were we a burden to him? Or did he love us enough to protect us from afar. Watching him almost get stepped on broke us. We need to be stronger to protect him, as he protects us.
He needs to see us as not weak, needing rescue, but strong enough to stand by his side, to keep his back safe.
We must get stronger.
----End of report---
What is going on with these crazy ladies? Giant monsters now? and will the world accept him, or condemn him. Find out next time, when the U.N. Arc begins.
Taken from the U.N. meeting report on AAS, witnesses and the patient's journal.
The limo pulls up to the group of guards. Soldiers on duty to guard the building were prepared with Anti-AAS weaponry and neutralizing devices. A young man, escorted by five women, with one in a wheelchair are guided into the building. Inside people working stop to watch the small parade being escorted to the main assembly hall, which is in a flurry of activity, as delegates are openly arguing over something that is unclear.
The group is ushered into a small room, where they will wait until called for. The meeting was called to order as the agenda was being set.
"Today, we have the boy responsible for stopping the giant monster in Tokyo. Those events among others worldwide has become such a problem, that we must work together to either stop the problem or find a solution for it. The boy's health is in question, So we will hear from him, any insight he may have for the situation. Let us hear from him first, before we come to a conclusion. Jacob, please come to the podium."
The suit he was in was sending out red alerts. The suit was designed to dampen AAS powers, but the sensors were reacting poorly, as if Jacob has no powers to speak of. But the boy, well dressed walked to the stage, with four armed guards escorting him. He taps the mic, checking to see if it was on and then the barrage of questions came from the entire gathered assembly. Most were pointed questions to gauge his morality, among the ones geared towards debunking that he alone went through the events previously shown.
The onslaught of questions scared him a little, but that voice in his head kept warning him something bad was happening. Then the building shook....
-Outside-
Security forces were engaging a brutally efficient strike force, who came in through delivery trucks. No flags or origin country insignia to be seen on their uniforms to identify the attackers. Bombs strategically placed helped the attackers gain entry.
-In the auditorium-
Not everyone was in a state of panic, as a single man was talking into a phone. He was from a truly belligerent small country, out to take over its neighbors and try to rule the entire world. He drew a small pistol, and fired at the boy on stage. The bullet was stopped by the boy's forehead, making the boy step back and rub the spot where if he was not him, would be dead before he hit the floor. The man ran to the stage in the confusion, brandishing a knife.
He slashed at the boy's neck, which all it earned the man was a dulled blade. He tried to stab the boy, but the boy's titanium grip on the man's arm was crushing the arm bones in the man's arm.
Jacob tossed the man aside, and removed the jacket.
The room shook with what the boy said next........
Was there ever a moment in your life where it was a "go all the way or lose everything" moment? I experienced it on that stage, with camera's on me.
Not an extremely good feeling.
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The boy's shirt exploded, leaving his absolutely chiseled body exposed. "Power Overwhelming 225%" Had jacked the boy to a level of someone who has trained their body since they could walk. Armed men stormed the room, and began to fire at the boy, the bullets hitting him all over, but harmlessly falling to the ground. The boy hurled the podium at the guards who scattered, catching an unlucky assailant in the head, where he would fall dead, neck broken from the impact.
A woman stepped onto the stage, shimmering lights danced around her. However, what the balls of light touched, would be reduced to a pile of ash instantly.
"Care to see who wins, little boy?"
The woman dared the boy to fight her. But something was off. The boy threw a wide punch, with an arm wreathed in black energy. She took the bait, and grabbed the arm to throw the boy, and was frozen in place, her eyes rolling back in her head.
"Activation Analyzed. Unable to fully utilize power, will adapt to current form. Countermeasures created."
The familiar voice spoke to the boy, who looked like he was listening to something far off. The woman, once ready to destroy the boy slumped to the floor. She tried, albeit weakly, to kill the boy with her light orbs, which now, did nothing more than glance harmlessly off his skin. As the boy left her trembling on the stage, a large man burst through the side doors, and rushed the boy.
However, like the woman, the man made contact with the boy, and his AAS was analyzed and the boy did not move an inch. The man threw a dozen blows at the boy's body, none of them even remotely looked like they did anything more than annoy the boy. The boy drew back his fist, and punched the man squarely in his stomach, causing the man to vomit up blood and sink to his knees clutching his stomach.
More terrorists flood in, and soon were dispatched by the boy using the bodies of other fallen terrorists as thrown weapons. The boy ducked off stage to run to the room where his wives and the other girls were. The room's door was firmly shut, probably to keep the people inside safe. Gunfire riddled the boys back, still not penetrating, as the boy killed the two men by decapitation.
The light girl's powers were now fully integrated, but instead of being able to shoot them out, they wreathed his fists. He was now trashing terrorists left and right, using the destructive force of his punches, mixed with the disintegration power, he soon thinned out the large terrorist strike force. Order was resumed, as the few remaining terrorists were captured, and taken away.
The security force had taken control of the scene, and the boy quietly powered down, and joined his wives. The presentation would be rescheduled for a month from now, to give time to repair the building and to beef up security. However, the boy was detained and sequestered in a facility designed to house AAS patients. He was isolated and studied as the time for the new presentation drew near.
His entourage was allowed to visit him, and of course the ladies made quick work of getting their dose of his man made protein shake. But the isolation was annoying, but it gave the boy time to truly study his AAS. And what he learned from the reports would shake him to the core....
