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ROB'ed for pleasure in Worm by BatRou-Dawg
Misc » Book X-overs Rated: M, English, Drama & Humor, Words: 267k+, Favs: 112, Follows: 129, Published: Jan 26, 2023 Updated: Feb 8, 2023
30Chapter 7
Having reached a technical limitation on the current part that he was building Benji changes projects, he had learned to make those pauses as needed and keep working on the same project as much as needed before he can buy a new part to add to the stalled one, figure a trick to bypass the issue or -in rare times- shelf the part or project for later when his tech level rises.
Stretching tiredly he sets down the proto-positron brain in the box marked for the project, in his mind it was maddening to struggle with what he considers to be a child level computer, in Terrania children would be assembling computers more powerful than what he was working on when they were nine.
"Remember Earth had a highly advanced technologic base back then…" He muttered to himself in a effort to not toss the entire assembly at a wall. "You are working with twenty century Earth tech, not highly advanced Terran tech…"
It is getting very frustrating for him to have so many technical memories and being unable to do so little with them, a combat suit was out of question, disintegrating pistols way beyond his league now, annoyed he moves back another shelved project, a light shield, it was a old and nearly forgotten relative of the lightsaber, using much of the same tech, but it wasn't as harmless as other portable shields, the shield was essentially a round lightsaber blade, a touch and wounds will happen.
Sitting back on his chair at the workbench he holds on the mannequin arm that he is building the gauntlet on, reviewing what he had built and remembering what to do next.
"Maybe a single blade emitter on the back of the hand behind the knuckle area…" He muttered as technologies mix and match, ideas from two different universes mingle with fictional ideas. "Maybe a concussion blast emitter on the palm for when I need more than telekinesis…it will be a power hog…"
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"Tattle if you have the means to call your boyfriend this would be the ideal time." Regent hissed looking at the crowd of armed people surrounding them. "Without Bitch we can't deal with this many people!"
Tattletale didn't bother to protest, she was already making the call. "They shouldn't have this many members left!" Each dial tone felt like an eternity for her. "Between us and Cap we mauled over hundred members of the ABB!"
"They got reserves!" Grue stated the obvious, 'So much for an easy pick up…'
"Cap I need help badly!" Tattletale cried as soon the line connected. "The boys and I are surrounded by ABB boys led by Bakuda! Hurry up!"
"How long you think that will take for him to get here?" Regent asked to Grue. "Think that we can last long enough?"
"We can only hope." Grue responded keeping the darkness around them, covering the entire locker area covered in darkness, but still letting enough clear so Tattletale could call for help, at the moment she is giving Benji directions for the storage facility.
"Ten minutes at longest, five at the shortest." Tattletale announced to her teammates. "It is the best that he can do."
"It will be a bitch to evade them that long." Regent complained. "We should have called for him when we came here since we knew that Bitch was missing."
"Too late to cry now." Grue countered. "With luck he will be here in five minutes."
"I don't think that we have that long with that nutcase here." Tattletale said uncomfortably, her powers told her that Bakuda is crazy.
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Benji donned his mask, glasses, cap, gloves and his chest rig, he had connected to Lisa's mind during the call, she hid well enough, but she was panicking inwardly, so he gave her a short time fully intending to be there way sooner than what he told her, grabbing his blades he teleports to a nearby empty building.
The psychic impact that he got when arriving nearly sent him to his knees, a miasma of despair, fear and anger lingers in the area, through the torrent of Eastern Asian language thoughts there was one common link which made Benji decide on Bakuda's fate then and there, the mad woman wouldn't live to see the next hour.
With force leap he jumped out of the building, at some distance he could see thick ropes of smoke rising on the air, the sound of explosions nearby, locating the undersiders was easy, he directed himself to meet them, taking note of what they are facing, the two minutes were too long of a wait, they were already surrounded.
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"Checkmate." Tattletale heard Bakuda say in triumph from her jeep, 'I must be seeing things…' She said to herself as the jeep seemed to tremble slightly.
"What the hell?!" Bakuda cried as her feet are torn from her ankles by a invisible force, the mad woman's screams are superseded by sound of metal being strained and tearing as the jeep suddenly implodes around her body, crushing her inside alongside her exotic munitions, the crumpled and leaking ball of metal rockets into the air and into the distance towards the bay.
"Captain!" Tattletale cried seeing the ninja on the edge of a roof, he wasn't wearing combat clothes and looked like he dressed in a rush.
"All of you hostages are to gather in the open yard." She heard his 'masked' voice filled with barely contained anger. "You will drop your weapons at your current location, go there and wait for the authorities, they will remove the implanted devices from you."
'And that explains why the kids, grandfathers and housewives.' Tattletale smacked her forehead at not seeing that part of the why they were fighting.
"You will not be harmed unless you are an ABB gang member trying to resist, right now I am willing to not go after any of you who are in this crowd as long you go peacefully." The ninja continued. "Do not make me engage."
They all drop their weapons, makeshift or not and walk towards the indicated location, none of them wanted to harm the undersiders or anyone else, even the gangsters weren't willing to fight.
The undersiders move towards Captain Ninja, who jumped down to meet them at the street. "Thanks for the save again." Grue thanked honestly. "I didn't want to find out what she was planning for us."
"You really don't want to know." Benji replied with a nod. "And you are welcome," He notices the absence of a certain unpleasant girl. "Where is Bitch?"
"No idea." Regent answered. "Why the crushing thing anyway?"
"The cunt implanted bombs on everyone." Benji explained angrily, "This entire thing against you was just a cover for Oni Lee to get Lung out of prison."
"How do you even know that?" Tattletale asked in shock. "I couldn't get that much out of her?!"
"No time for that." The ninja replied levelly. "Things aren't going well now and if I move fast enough I might catch up with Lung, go find Bitch or something," he was about to jump away when he remembers something. "Do call the PRT or something for those people, they need medical aid and the bombs removed."
"Wait!" Tattletale cried as Benji leaps away. "Dammit." She complained as he didn't wait, she then turn to face Grue. "Now what?"
"We beat Uber and Leet to find where Bitch is and rescue her." The black teen answered seriously. "If things are as bad as Captain said then we should be happy that he prioritized us for rescue, call the PRT or the rescue services and meet us where we left those losers."
The blonde nodded and pulled her phone, the screen was cracked but still in workable condition, she would need a new one later, but it was a burner anyway, not her personal one, so no real loss for her there.
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When I cut the part before this I didnt realise how little I left for this post, only afterwards that I saw that, and since it would make it too big I ended not adding it to it.
This is the Bakuda incident that happens in canon altered to not have Skitter, without her presence I think that things would be somewhat worse.
And this begins showing how things get worse for the city.
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