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Find Work

Deciding to actually do something useful with your day, you dressed up in a suit and shirt, minus a tie, keeping a few buttons undone to tease a bit of cleavage, going for a professional but slightly casual look.

Giving yourself one last look over in the mirror you grab your silver aviator sunglassess and car keys and head out, going straight to the garage of the building and to your car which is, of course, a muscle car.

You climbed into your 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 and put in the keys. Before your accident you didn't care about such cars, you barely drove at all. But then before your accident you didn't have several bank accounts that held a number ending in at least 6 zeros each, you also didn't have a collection of Tokens that could get you almost any service in the city, and you certainly didn't have a twelve inch dick between your legs.

Needless to say, time and people change.

Putting in the key you enjoyed the sound of the engine coming to life, echoing throughout the garage. shifting it into gear you set out for the "Job Fare".

This wasn't a normal event to get yourself a job; turn up with your C.V, talk about past jobs and experience, give a few references and maybe they'll get back to you.

First of all, you had to pay to get into the party, after that you had to prove to your maybe-employer that you're upto whatever job they want doing. Sometimes your rep was enough, sometimes you had to fight someone there and then, sometimes you were given a smaller task to get their notice. No one said being a super villain was easy, sometimes it was down right brutal.

On the upside they always had good catering at these events.

Disite it being so early the traffic was light, a surprise for the city at anytime, and you made it easily to your location. Handing your car to a valet you headed to the cruise ship and paid a Token, after a quick patdown for any hidden weapons you were allowed on no problems.

Since no business was going to happen till the boat set sail you decided to grab some breakfast and enjoy the view. Everything was top quality of course, the bacon, sausages, eggs as well as the coffee, naturally. All made and expertly cooked by top quality chefs and served by cute and handsome waiters. As you sipped your coffee you heard someone say

"Atalanta, good to see you again"

Taking your eyes off the view of the bay you looked towards the voice, and saw it was the man who recruited you into this life, his going professional name was Blitz and he, of course, had lightning powers. He must've been nearly sixty by now, he shaved himself bald and obviously looked after himself, still having a respectful build of muscle for his age and he stood a little over 6 foot.

"It's been what? two, three years?"

"Two and change," you said to him and motioned for him to sit down. Both of you raised your coffe cups to each other and sipped. "What you doing here Blitz? I thought you had a long-term"

"Picking up some new bodies, Family squabble took down a few of my men." He smiled as he looked at you, chuckling to himself and shaking his head slightly "I still remember you as a snot nosed rookie, afraid you were going to kill or cripple someone with every punch. Now look at you, earned yourself a good name and a good rep. Couple more years and you'll be able to run your own crew."

"If I've a mind to, right now I'm good doing merc work. Pays well and I only have to take shit from people till the jobs done." You replied as you tucked into your breakfast.

"Look at the titanium tits on you kid," Blitz laughed "Going from a nervous Nancy to Badass Barbera in such a short time, guess experience really does go a long way." As his laughter died down he took another sip of his coffee, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a card, placing it on the table in front of you "That's my current number, call me if you need anything kid, big or small. Speaking of, I know business can't start yet, but when it does come find me. I think I've got something you like."

Raising his cup to you again he took a sip, then left you to your breakfast in peace.

Once the boat had set sail you headed inside, the main area already full of people doing what they came here to do, waiting staff moving silently and quickly around the room holding trays of entrees and drinks. taking off your sunglasses you walked the room for a bit, to see if there was anything that grabbed your attention. There were a few nibbles but nothing worth remembering.

Eventually you tracked down Blitz, to see what job he'd mentioned earlier.

"There you are kid, bout time you showed up." He smiled at you as he shook your hand, in his other he held a drink that was nearly gone. Around him were a small group of men, most wearing simular style suits as him, which meant they already worked with him and whatever Family he was currently working for. The rest wore different styles, cuts and colours. Obviously they were the ones looking for work. "Got a good job for you, if you want it."

"Depends what it is." You replied simply, the others who'd turned up for a job not exactly looking happy with the warm welcome you recieved. Turning back to them Blitz informed you all what the job was.

"Top job is bodyguard, personal. She's the kid of the current head of the Family and her 18th is coming up, meaning she'll be fair game from anyone wanting to fuck her or kidnap her, you know the deal."

Everyone nodded, it was The Rules that anyone in a Family that was underage couldn't be targeted for dasterdly plans, **** schemes etc. Basically no super villainy on them. But as soon as they ticked that box a lot of them were taken, or tried to be, on their birthdays.

"Rest of the jobs are general security, but obviously if you're the personal you get bigger pay for bigger risks."

"Who's the Family and who's the personal for?" one of the men asked

"The Family is the Teller family, also known as the Dynamo Family, and the personal is their daughter, Jully Teller, aka Diamond Dynamo." Blitz informed everyone and realisation hit you all.

The Dynamo was a cape Family all the way back to WWII, throughout the years they've played both hero and villain, and every generation are geniuses when it comes to robotics, machines and engines.For the last three generations they'd been a Villain Family and were respected as much as feared. Jully was also infamous in the community; a known troublemaker, a spoiled brat and a Gene power that allows her to turn her entire body into a living diamond, making her extremely tough. Like the rest of her family she was also a genius, making it a troublesome combination for any who had to babysit her. At best they walked away with a massive paycheck, a massive headache and and a promise to keep away from her. At worse their family was highly compensated for their ****.

"What you think kid, think you can handle Jully?" Blitz asked you, before you could reply one of the men who'd come her looking for a job spoke up

"Why you givin' the top spot to her?" He was a big guy, but the bulk didn't fool anyone, underneath his suit you could easily see this muscles. Unlike you who looked more akin to a body builder, his was more of a powerbuilder. "I can handle the brat and anyone who comes my way"

"First of all, you talk about Jully like that in front of me or anyone of my boys again, you'll be lucky if you're still walking by the end of the day" Blitz said seriously, pointing a finger in the guys face, without even taking his eyes of the man Blitz put the his glass down on a passing tray. "Second, I know her I like her, I don't know you I don't like you. I know what Atalanta can do and how she can handle anything coming her way, I can trust her to do her job and keep Jully safe. I don't know you I don't know what you can handle, and right now I can't trust you to keep your mouth shut let alone keep Jully safe and do your job." Turning from the man Blitz looked at you.

"What you say kid? Doubt anyone would seriously try anything with Jully, it's a few months work and it's real good pay. Guarenteed six digits at the end of every week"

"I dunno Blitz, babysitting's never really been my kind of job, and is it true what they say about her being a spoiled brat?"

"Eh, it's true she can be a bit of a handful at times, and a bit lippy. But give her a reason to respect you and she'll listen to you, just like she does to me and her parents" Blitz admitted

In all honesty it didn't sound too bad a job; well paid, only a few months and at the end of it your rep will shoot up, especially if you do a good job. But you weren't looking forward to the bratty teenager, Jully would most likely be like all the rich bitches that went to the same college as you, walking around acting like they own the place and either acting as if you didn't exist, or becoming the full focus of their teasing and bullying.

"If this bitch don't want the job, I'll take it" the man spoke up again, instantly snapping you out of your train of thought

"Excuse you microdick, what did you just call me?" you glared at him, your fists clenching.

"You heard titan tits, if you don't want the job I'll take care of the kid and teach her manners"

"You can't teach what you don't know, the only thing you'd be able to teach her is to talk out of her ass" You stepped up but Blitz instantly blocked you

"Hey hey, if you're going to do this, we're going todo this right. Atalanta, you willing to fight this guy for the job of Personal Bodyguard?" Blitz asked, before you weren't sure but now that microdick had spoken up you were gonig to take the job, just to spite him.

"Sure, I'll put him in his place" you said without breaking off your stare

"And you?" Blitz asked of microdick

"Damn right I am"

"Good, now we've got some entertainment" Pulling out a HT Blitz spoke into it, a few seconds later a siren went off and screens that were placed all over suddenly lit up and came alive, both yours and microdick's faces were on the screen, beneath your faces were your powers.

Yours stated your strength, invulnerability and endurance.

While microdick's stated a singular power: Kinetic Absorption.

Between your faces odds were put up for anyone who wanted to place a bet, they were 6:4 in your favour.

"6:4? I'm insulted" you told Blitz as you began walking down winding stairs to the centre of the large room, where a large caged arena was waiting for you both.

"Think it's more to protect his pride and rep" Blitz had to speak up over the noise coming from the crowd all trying to place bets at once "Personally hope you really can take him down kid, I don't want that idiot being Jully's Personal. Need any pointers?"

"I got this" You smirked as you took over your jacket and handed it to Blitz and began rolling up your sleeves. Stepping into the cage you saw microdick had taken off his jacket and shirt. He really was a big guy and he was nearly all muscle, but he looked like he was about to charge at you like a pissed off Bull who'd just been flicked in the nuts.

As the gate to the cage was closed and locked, another siren rang out to tell all the betting was closed. As the screens started to count down the gathered crowd chanted out as well.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...!

As soon as a bell rang he charged at you, but you figured his plan easily. Take a few hits, absorb the energy and increase his strength. You doubted you could take him down in one punch as you do most people so instead you took the charge head on, letting him tackle you.

He must've powered up before hand as you were surprised when you were pushed back a few feet, but as you grabbed him you easily threw him off and away from you. He flew across the arena and rolled with the landing, jumping to his feet to face you again, but when he turned to face you, you were gone.

As soon as you'd thrown him you charged after him, as he rolled and got up you dropped and slid across the floor going past him and as he stood so did you, standing right behind him. Before he could realise what was going on and where you were, you'd gotten him in a perfect chokehold and lifted him up so his feet were dangling in the air slightly. Instantly he started kicking and trying to pull at your arms but your grip and strength were too much and he was quickly fading as he choked out air as he tried to breath, his face going red and veins popping up as blood was pumped up, but not down.

"People like you just rely on your powers, and think everyone else is the same, and that's why you'll always be third-class, microdick" you said into his ear over the cheers of the crowd, some calling for him to get out of the hold and fight back, some cheering for you to keep it up. You glanced at Blitz at the side of the cage and saw him smiling, giving you thumbs up when he saw you looking at him.

You felt microdick try and hit you, giving some last ditch effort to fight back and resist, but his strength wasn't anywhere near the level it had to be to hurt you. He might've gotten a little boost everytime he struck you, but as the seconds ticked by he swung slower and softer until finally he went limp in your arms. Not giving him a chance to play possum, you squeezed a little tighter and gave it another ten seconds before dropping him. His limp body collapsing to the floor and not moving.

As the siran rang out the gate opened a couple of doctors ran into the ring and checked his pulse, he was fine. Some of the crowd boo'd to your victory but most cheered as the screens declaired you the winner. Holding up your fist you walked out of the cage where Blitz handed you your jacket back.

"Knew you'd win kid, and you just showed the others why you're the Personal." Blitz smiled as he took two glasses of champagne and handed one to you "Here's to working together again"

"Shit," You thought to yourself as you both drank "Now I've got to play babysitter."