Canon Fodder

CHAPTER 394 LATE

I tore at the sarcophagus. My hands coated in Nen it was tough but was breaking. Huge chunks ripped off with each handful it wasn’t long before I revealed Elektra inside. She wasn’t breathing. Becoming more frantic with my movements, I roared, tearing the front off. She was completely nude and covered in a dark goo. 

Grabbing her arms I eased her to the dais and began chest compressions. Using CPR the best I could I ignored the fighting still going on. Maddy was giving her all against the elite of the Hand ninjas. Each one bearing characteristics of some animal they channeled the spirits of the animals like some after school villain. 

Cursing, I began to breathe into Elektra’s mouth. My hands becoming alight with my spark I instinctively yelled, “Clear.” Pushing my hands against her breasts her nerves became alight with life for a split second then died. 

“Fuck,” I said. Unwilling to let my student die like this I began more chest compressions. As I did so, my hands were alight with my Spark. Nerves firing off I focused them on her heart and it beat once. Dropping the power it beat again, and again, and more until she sat up gasping and puking up the gray ooze. 

The ooze landed right on my Hero Costume, splashing everywhere. I let it happen and got up mid-puke. Turning to help Demoness with her fight I took on a weird snake guy that had a forked tongue. He hissed at me and I hit the top of his head like whack a mole. He bit his own long tongue off and began rolling on the ground away from the fight. Next I fought a wolf guy that actually howled before trying to bite me. But it was useless. After spending all night fighting ninjas, they were all the same to me. 

An almost endless supply of ninjas at the Hand’s beck and call. The night had been more than a little annoying. After defeating the one’s that attacked me at Calhoun Academy, I flew to Maddy’s place where she was still fighting hers. For some reason they sent more after her than me which pissed me off greatly. 

After wrapping up her grouping of ninjas we spent the rest of the night following one clue after another. First to a place Maddy had trained as a child when she was working with the ninja group. That led to more ninjas. After a little mild torture we were onto the next place. Leap frogging from hideout to hideout as our fights got harder and took longer. 

Having heard more than one big-boss monologue I kind of had the gist of what was going on. Apparently Elektra’s dad was some higher up in the hand. A coup going on in their ranks the American branch was for some reason trying to resurrect a god…or something. I lied, I wasn’t too sure. When they started their monologue I either threw out guesses on what they would say next. Like one guy said, “We are trying to-” Then I would cut him off and offer “Save Christmas?” Or “Take over the Tri-State area?” 

Not too surprising, they tended to want to fight after that. I used it for great training for Maddy and her Nen. As a manipulator she was able to manipulate other objects with her nen. Her chosen weapon was a short stick with a high tensile strength cable attached to it. Able to channel her Nen into it she basically had a living weapon around her that sliced through limbs and wrapped around people. Pretty cool to watch actually. 

Currently she had the Billy Club, as she called the weird staff and string thing, twirling around her as it dove in and out to attack some elephant ninja guy. Wearing her skin tight dark red leather hero costume she jiggled and bounced very distractedly as she moved from one attack to another. A hawk ninja guy trying to get the drop on me I focused back on the fight and it was done in a good ten minutes. 

“This can’t be,” the big bad villain said. He was the first one we beat. After he drank some kind of potion to get super strong, he looked rather weak lying on the floor, bleeding like a pansy. 

“Shut up,” I croaked at him. Exhausted, I dropped and punched him hard in the chin, knocking him out once more. “Good job, babe.” 

Maddy smiled wide as she bandaged up an arm. I could feel she was more tired than me but gave me a thumbs up. I walked over to her and finished wrapping the bandages around her. Really using it as an excuse to feel her up, to my surprise I could practically taste the lust wafting off of her. Very turned on by our night long battle I was ready to wrap this whole thing up. 

Picking her up in a princess carry I almost flew off but remembered the whole reason we were there. Elektra still sat where I had left her. Gray ooze and all still in front of her she had a lost look in her eyes.

“You alright?” As I set Maddy down next to her. Matilda dropped to the ground checking her once girlfriend. 

“I uh…did I die?” Elektra asked.

“For a little bit,” I said. Unsure how long she had been trapped in the sarcophagus, it really could have been a while. Either the CPR, Spark, or perhaps something else that was part of the ritual brought her back. She appeared lost for a moment so I looked at my finally finished quest. 

My rewards had actually increased. More than happy with the gains I guessed the Handicap skill still really was worth it. They weren’t the minor versions, but Maddy and I had run into these more than once during our trek through the many Hands. 

“I saw it all. So much,” Elektra mumbled. “There is so much about the world that-” 

“Nope, not interested,” I said, stopping her. “I know you went through some drama, but dude I got class here in a little bit.” I bent down picking her up in a princess carry. “I assume you’re these guys god incarnate or whatever now since your Haki has skyrocketed, but I have more important things to do. Where can I drop you off so Maddy and I can get back to our normal lives?”

“I…my apartment?” Elektra asked, then blushed, finally noticing she was completely nude.

“Fine, Maddy, on my back. I’m not walking out of here. We can fly out of here instead of that bullshit pitfall trap we fell into earlier,” I said.

“Yes, dear,” she said with a tired sigh but I could feel the lust still practically pouring off of her. She whispered in my ear as she latched onto my back. “You can do whatever you want to me before I have to go to work.” 

“Worth it then,” I said and lifted off. Happy to be done with the drama of the Hand. At least for a while anyway. Drama never seemed to stop when you dealt with ninjas. I would know, I grew up as one. 

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I jumped into the doorway of the classroom as the bell rang. Ms. Gray/Black eyed me, annoyed. “Mr. Walker, you were almost late to class. I expect a good reason for it.” 

“Ninjas,” was all I answered as I sat down. 

“What?” She asked. 

“I got jumped by ninjas,” I said, uncaring about the annoyed spiritual energy people leaked around me. I wasn’t so sure why people didn’t believe me when I said the truth, but it was starting to get annoying. 

“Is that blood on your shirt?” Hope asked, pointing at my collar. I grabbed it and noticed she was right. Feeling around my ear there was some dripping from a cut that must have reopened in my rush to get to school. 

“Shit,” I mumbled.

“Did you get in a fight?” Lyra asked. 

“I fell,” I said. “Where’s my cat anyway?”

“She stayed at my house,” Morgan said, raising her hand. 

“Alright students,” Ms. Black said quieting everyone and she began rollcall again. I let out a sigh as I sat down. Horny and annoyed it had been later in the morning than we thought. By the time we dropped Elektra off at her place it was almost time for school. I didn’t even have time for a shower let alone sex before I had to go to school. 

Unsure why I put up with this crap it wasn’t like I could take a day off. If I did there would be questions from Grey or worse, the professor. I didn’t think I killed any Hands, but it was touch and go for a few of them. The last thing I wanted was to let anyone know I had my own drama going on. 

Besides, with my luck the people trying to kill Lyra Talbot would attack right when I wasn’t there. Or worse, kidnap her. Then I would have to spend a long time trying to deduce who did what and find her again. I did not feel like putting up with that again. I wanted that 1% of my Viltrumite Form, no matter what it took. Since everyone kept saying the attack on Lyra would happen soon I hoped it was today. Tired or not, I was ready to be done with this whole school life. It was nearly impossible to study so much and get training done, along with defeating ancient ninja clans that got in your way. 

Either way I began daydreaming about what to do to the Demoness that night. The whole responsibility thing was really cramping my good times in these worlds. I worked hard to train all I could and felt like I deserved my breaks now and then. Letting out a tired sigh I laid my head on the desk and stared at the other girls around me. 

Illyana was still a mystery. Supposedly she stayed at the X-Men NYC apartment. I thought maybe I should stay a night and spar with her. I still wasn’t totally sure what her power was. She had said something about portals but we were interrupted. She was cute too, but I was kind of over sleeping with women just because. Maybe I was calming down, or nostalgic of women I actually cared for, but I wanted a real connection. 

I looked over to Morgan. The girl practically radiated interest. It wasn’t love, that was for sure. But I think I understand that she like liked me. Which was an interesting distinction. She turned to face me and instead of blushing she mouthed the word, what?

Date tonight? I mouthed and as she understood me she blushed again, turning away. Her Haki turned to immense enjoyment and embarrassment, causing me to smile wider. Since all of our interactions had been at school they had been very PG rated. I wondered what would happen if I could take her on a date. Not like I would force myself on her or anything, but the first step to seduction was getting them alone where they could be themselves. I knew she found me funny, which was half the battle. I would have to push to have the other half of the battle. 

I turned to face Hope then. She was still rather combative, but I did like the girl. Since I was hoping to join the Avengers someday I wondered if her father would join the group. Maybe eventually she would as well. As I studied her Haki I could tell there was more than meets the eye with her. Not just her microscopic protector either. Some extra extremities under her clothes I was starting to think she had more than a rich daddy. 

With the reminder I turned to Lyra. I still wasn’t sure what her deal was. Her grandfather was General Ross, which sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place him. Either way I knew there was something special about her if I received such a reward for a quest to keep her safe. Curious how this would all turn out I rested my eyes for a bit. 

When the bell rang and we went to our first class I walked with Lyra and she told me about what I missed the night before. Apparently they decided to check out the Pym residence for dinner, which I regretted missing. She had a private chef that made them whatever they wanted and the girl continued ranting about it until I stopped in my tracks. 

“What?” Lyra asked with a frown. 

“You talked so much about food that I’m starving now,” I said. “Thanks a lot. I need to hit the vending machines.”

“Oh,” Lyra said. “Well I doubt they will be as good as the steak I had.” She continued walking and talking. “It was like kobe beef wrapped in-”

“Shut up,” I barked as she laughed and continued on. I turned around to stare at the girl that had been following me. Her cheeks red, eyes wide, the popular white haired girl stared at me demure as can be as I walked over to her. Kids steaming to classes around us I stopped a pace away and studied her. 

Wearing the school uniform the skirt was tight and a few buttons of the white shirt were undone. Her bracelet I stole dangling from her wrist it seemed she didn’t want to talk about that. Her Haki a blender of emotions she leaked fear, regret, need, and maybe a little lust. I gave her my best smile. 

“How can I help you, pussy cat?” I asked. She jerked awake as if struck. 

“W-why would you call me that?” She asked, the redness of her cheeks spreading to her neck. 

“Because,” I said with a shrug as I walked around her. “Come on.” She jumped again but followed behind me. As the popular girl she drew a lot of eyes as we walked down the hall. Unsure where to go we ended up at the end of a hallway where no one was walking. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Ask your questions,” I said, acting bored as my peripherals studied her cleavage. She had a nice large C, small D, size rack. I couldn’t help but picture her in the black outfit from the cartoon I watched as a kid. 

“What the hell happened last night?!” She rasped louder than she meant to. Felicia looked around, making sure no one heard. “Were those…”

“The Hand?” I asked. I felt her Haki spike in fear. “What do you know about them?” 

“I know they’re not to be messed with. Who the hell are you to piss them off?” She asked. 

“Does it matter?” I asked, confused.

“Yes, it matters. They could come after me,” she hissed. “I saw them. I heard they kill anyone that sees them.” 

“No, you’re fine,” I said. “I took care of the problem.” 

“Ha,” she said sarcastically. “People don’t take care of the Hand. They make you disappear.”

“Well I made them disappear,” I said. “They fucked with me and my students. They’ll be licking their wounds for a while after this. Pretty sure they’re way more worried about me than you.”

“You-you’re serious, aren’t you?” She asked. “Why else would you come to school?” She asked herself. “How the fuck did you handle the-”

“Listen,” I said, simply but firmly. “I’ve answered a few of your questions. Now, I want some of mine answered.”

“What?” She asked, concerned as I stared into her eyes. 

“What’s with you and that Morgan girl, why were you stealing her phone?” I asked, squinting at her. 

“What? Nothing,” Felicia said innocently. “I just…like to practice.” To my surprise, she was telling the truth. Since I heard that the phone would grant access to Stark Tower, I assumed she was working on something big. Now I saw that she was really just a thief in training.

“Oh,” I said, deflating a little. I was hoping to stop some plot at Stark so I could get into the billionaire’s good graces. “Damn.” I turned and walked toward class as the bell rang. 

“Wait,” Felicia said as she ran after. “What are you going to do?”

“With what?” I asked.

“The Hand….me?” 

“The Hand is dealt with,” I assured. “You? What about you? You’re just a kitten.”

“Why the hell do you keep calling me that?” She asked. I thought back to the comics. She was the Black Cat anti-hero/thief. I couldn’t remember if her dad or someone was the previous Black Cat and she took up the persona, or if she just liked cats. Either way I guessed it didn’t matter. 

“I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “You have the look of a cat. Very balanced and sure of yourself.” I gave her a wink. “Look, Hardy, you don’t step on my toes or the toes of my friends and we won’t have a problem. Just forget what you saw last night and-” I stopped talking as I noticed a tall boy walking our way. 

He was about six feet six inches tall. Skinny but muscular he had blonde hair. “Hey, Felicia,” he said as he walked by. Her Haki became annoyed as he did but she smiled and waved. 

“Who the hell was that?” I asked, curious where I knew him from. 

“That’s uh Richard Fisk,” she said with a sigh. “Some millionaires son. His dad owns a lot of real estate in town.”

“Shit,” I mumbled. I forgot not everyone knew who Wilson Fisk was and how he ran the city. Also that he had a son and that Fisk even existed. The last run in I had with him was at the slave auction for mutants. I had forgotten about the crime boss in all the drama. He had also been in charge of Connors and what he was doing. 

I began thinking about how I could deal with the crime boss. There were so many opportunities at this school. Kids of people that would become big names. I really needed a way to cement myself in all of their minds somehow. Chewing my lip as I thought, my Haki caught something that didn’t sit well with me. Going through the situation in my mind I turned around again. It was time to put out some trash.