Establishing the Crew

I took a deep breath as my sister left my room. This was the first moment since my transformation I was actually free. I sat on my bed and meditated, finishing all of the boons on myself that Victoria interrupted back at school. School. That felt like a million years ago. I now had what, about 16 contracts lined up? In the space of a day I had arranged a harem of possibly up to 20 people and no one even knew about it. What was my grand plan though? How could I fulfill Molag Bal's pact and subjugate all women.

Another thought had been plaguing me since the hospital. Deus Vult. This was a drawback that I chose and it meant I would be (was already being?) hunted by an order of sexy battle nuns. Nuns were not something I was into and while sexual **** would be fun, I couldn't allow them to ultimately win. If they captured me for a week without allowing me to feed on a soul it was game over. Every superhero dicks around too much at the beginning and ends up unprepared in a situation right out of the gate. Then they sit there and learn humility. If I was gonna sit somewhere and learn humility, I will have taken down a few battle nuns first. That's for sure.

I picked up my phone and texted Mike (Hey you up?) I didn't really need insight into telekinesis, pick stuff up and throw it, easy, but I did need someone to bounce ideas off of and it would help to have someone in my ear seeing a situation from up top.

(M: Yeah! I saw you went to the hospital everything good?)

(J: Yeah I just did that to get Victoria back. You know the old junkyard across from the quarry?)

(M:Victoria? Wait are you John? and also yes I know it.)

(J: Of course I'm John how could you not know... oh actually that makes sense. Meet me there in 10 minutes and bring something to eat we're gonna be there a while)

(M: Okay umm... I don't have a car can you give me a ride?)

(J: Yeah fine, Eric's coming too. We can get some pizzas on the way forget the food.)

(M: Okay I live at 244 exeter.)

(J: Okay cool)

Eric might actually be useful. His dad owned a blacksmithing work shop and he practiced himself. He might be able to come up with some ideas or make something I might need. I had an idea I wanted to try.

(J: Yo what're you up to)

Eric and I have been friends for about 10 years. We didn't always hang out and we sometimes had periods where we didn't hang out for months at a time, but he was always down whenever I asked.

(E: Victoria was freaking out about you earlier today. You show her your dick finally?)

(J: lol fuck off, can you meet me down at the junkyard across from the quarry? I wanna show you something)

(E: It's not your dick is it? I don't wanna end up like Victoria. Alright Ill be there.)

I popped into the Island and grabbed about 4 pizzas from the table in the kitchen. Damn this universe was handy. I quickly walked downstairs and left the house. This wasn't uncommon for me especially as high school was drawing to a close. The night air felt divine. No more chafing and burning and I didn't have to wear a cloak. I pulled into Mikes street and he was already outside. He got in and we started driving to the junkyard.

"Wow you got those delivered quick." Mike said pointing to the pizzas.

"Nah they were in my universe. I'm gonna call it the Island from now on." Mike took a breath.

"Yeah so what is that? You can just create a universe? Can you create multiples? Cuz as powers go that one is way overpowered by any standard."

"No just the one. And you're right, it's insanely overpowered but I don't care. I'm gonna explain my master plan to you and Eric when we get to the junkyard. That'll also be your only chance to back out.

"Nope. No I am not backing out. This whole thing is nuts and I'll probably end up dead from it but I accept that as being part of a superhero/supervillain operation here in real life. How many people get this opportunity?" His excitement was back, or hadn't died out from this morning.

"Superhero/supervillain might be the perfect description of this thing." I laughed. Eric was already in the junkyard when I got there. His uncle owned the joint and we had spent many an evening drinking and smoking weed out here. Throwing things and destroying shit. Tonight would certainly be no exception. Eric had a beer in his hand already.

"Holy shit bro, you didn't show Victoria your dick you showed her your face! I knew that would eventually be your downfall!" We hugged. Eric was a shithead and I loved it.

"Yeah when she sees my dick she's gonna need therapy." He laughed and handed us a beer.

"Who's the nerd?" He pointed to Mike who turned down the drink.

"This is Mike I think he's in my history class, anyway he knows about superpowers and that's what we're doing here. Check this shit out." I picked up one of the cars on the pile behind Eric and he jumped. Picking up the pieces of sink had been easy but this car was actually a bit challenging. Maybe because it was bigger? This is why we were out here. I let down the car and felt my nose had been bleeding. Classic telekinesis! "Okay that was much more difficult than the bits of sink. I want to do a training montage out here so that when The Order comes looking for me, I'm ready to fight back." Eric looked so fuckin psyched.

"OH FUCK YEAH!" He threw the beer back and then threw the glass. I sped it up in the air and it hit a junk pile with a lot of speed. It shattered into many pieces. "So do we get to ask how this happened or..." I shook my head.

"That shit is kinda boring honestly but I do have a few things I need to do with these powers. Promises I made when I got this power." Mike looked uneasy. "I have three basic goals. Destroy or subjugate the Order. Subjugate all women to be second class citizens across the world. Expand my empire out across all of time and space." Mike raised his hand.

"What is the Order?"

I shrugged. "Honestly I don't know. They can somehow track and measure my power usage and they have trained to hunt me down. I don't know if they are on to me or not but I have used my powers a lot today so they could be aware of me already." Eric spoke up next.

"Subjugate women? You mean make them into slaaaaves?" He said hungrily. I nodded.

"Yep, Molag Bal wants women to be completely submissive to men and subjugated legally too. No rights, no property, nothing." Mike noticed the name.

"Molag Bal? The Daedra?" My head snapped to him.

"Yes how did you know about her?" He opened his phone and held it up to a picture.

"She is a character in the Elder Scrolls. You know, Skyrim? If you made a deal with her you could be in serious shit." He looked sick.

"No, I'm not in serious shit because I'm gonna fulfill my end of the bargain and you two are going to help me. Right?" I looked between them.

Eric was immediately in. "Hell yeah, ONLY, if I get some slaves of my own out of this." I knew Eric would love this. "How do you enslave them by the way?"

I went to the glove compartment of my car and pulled out a scroll. "This is (now) called a Leviathan Contract. I can get someone to sell their soul to me for a favor or money or something and then I get to do whatever I want with them." Eric and Mike looked between them. "I can only fill them out on the first of the month though so those days have to be packed with signatures. We can get into specifics later on that one. Right now I wanna figure out this telekinesis shit. What can I do, what are the limitations, etc."

"Let's get started then!" Eric opened another beer and Mike pulled the pizzas out of the car. It was gonna be a long night.