1 year later

*S.A.N.T.A. Headquarters 9:50 AM*

*Jack Brixton POV*

How long has it been? Since I first became a hero? I remember like it was yesterday. I was an arrogant asshole back then, still am today but not that much. Now I’m a superhero, don’t have any powers but I do have my genius. Made a lot of armours…and became friends with lots of different heroes and a am a key member of the Defenders of Justice.

But it looks like there’s gonna be a Civil war in the superhero community, ever since the US Government has been talking about the Superhuman Registration Act, I really don’t understand why most Demihumans can’t except this.

The public don’t discriminate much against them, but the US Government is afraid of them, I admit it. And I know some wish to be left alone but accountability is key in this, it has to be done. God I wish Benjamin Franklin was here, ever since he found that Adolf Hitler. The God Fuhrer he’s been in a coma ever since, I wish he could give me some advice like the old days.

Suddenly a voice interrupted my thoughts. It was S.A.N.T.A. Agents. “Mr Brixton? We have news, the next magic show of Debra Webster is next week, we should ask her to register as well due to her powers and bloodline.” The current Director of S.A.N.T.A. Said those words. Director Elizabeth Carter. (https://pin.it/4fBviwjLi). Due to Benjamin’s current state she took over.

I was about to flirt with her as usual but she held up her hand. “Mr Brixton please keep things professional, this is an important task.” I smirked and said “Yeah yeah. I’m sure Miss Webster will register, besides which women can resist my charm.” I winked at her. Elizabeth sighed in annoyance and walked away. I’ll get her one day.

Looks like I should get ready for next week, I’m sure Debra Webster can’t be that hard to deal with….. right? Anyways let’s see……oh you gotta be kidding me. Her show is at fucking Blackbridge?! God, why do you hate me so much?

As I wallowed in my frustration I didn’t notice a goth girl laughing in the corner, when I turned to see the sound there was nothing. I scratched my head. Wonder who that was? (Anna Ravenheart. God with a big G).

*In another location far far away.*

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In a high tech underground facility there was a figure who sits at the front. Next to him is the Sanctun Arcanum, his machines in the background working and gathering objects and showing research, datas and many other things. (Here’s the link for what the robots look like: https://pin.it/3WEevd5YO).

These robots are called Support Droids, made only to support in certain activities, one of the Droids came up and gave the figure a tablet. He spoke “Good work, improve the mining outputs for the minerals and focus on the resource replenishment technology and lastly focus on the invisibility technology. Last thing I need is S.A.N.T.A finding out I exist.”

The droid nodded and left, the figure was then interrupted by a notification from his big ass computer. He read it. ‘Debra Webster’s next magick show is next week in Friday. Book tickets now or it’ll run out real soon.’ The figure stared at the screen and smiled.

“So that’s Debra Webster huh? Looks like me and her need to have a chat. Perhaps she can tell me about the Sanctum Arcanum.” The figure was out of the shadows revealing himself to be…….Kim Taeyang. Now 18 years and stronger than ever.

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