American Man soared above Ram City, his body steady, his mind racing. He looked down, reflecting on a decade of being the globe's foremost protector—a symbol of hope, freedom and justice. Now that symbol was tarnished. Once the top-ranked hero in the entire world, A beautiful wife and a baby boy on the way, now had nothing. You'd think that would count after this time, but instead, a governing body was preparing to cast him aside. Public outrage had reached an all-time high, and things were worsening with Becky—no one knew what had happened to her. His wife and child were gone, he was powerless, and on top of everything, he was being blamed for Titans death. Everyone accused him of not discarding the device soon enough, leading to the demise of their new hero. People were calling for his arrest. A lot of news outlets were saying American Man did it on purpose to be number one again.
"He was scared of Titan and that flashy suit. He knew he didn't stand a chance in the games this year, so he dealt with Titan another way. That's what I think!" one guy claimed on an interview talk show. Another accused him of staging the vortex to kill Titan and make himself look like a hero.''
The summons to D.C was not good, Ethan knew they were furious about the vortex incident and Titan's death; the entire story was spreading online like a tornado, with every blog dissecting it. The Mask Militia had given full interviews about the day Red died, but there was still no word on if he would have a replacement. People were beginning to wonder who would take up his mantle, public disdain for American Man grew with each passing day. They were exploiting the vortex situation to the fullest, and global rankings were starting soon. Lately, every interview felt like another media circus. He never thought things would escalate this far—after all, he was still the strongest-ranked hero on the planet. No one could challenge him, and they knew it. It had been five years since the last games, and he wondered if there was anyone out there who could defeat him. It had been a long time since someone had actually challenged him.
American Man landed in front of General Zack's headquarters walked straight in. No one stopped him; the security personnel merely stared. a sterile conference room Director Marlowe, General Zack, and several members of the National Superhero Council delivered the verdict. "The world is changing, Ethan. We need a hero who aligns with modern values. While we love you and the fact is we could never truly replace you, but we feel it is time for American Man to take on a different role within the superhero community."
American Man snapped, "What happened to Titan and Red wasn't my fault! I did everything I could! Damn it, Titan was a hothead. I've never seen creatures like that before. I didn't call The Militia—you did! I'm so tired of being blamed every time something goes wrong. I'm sick of it! Your all fuck sticks, feeding everyone this 'Do it for the country' crap while you rake in millions from contracts. Who even knows what you're really up to?"
Ethan's title, resources, and authority were revoked—effective immediately "Your still expected to combat crime and maintain appearances. If you sign this NDA, you will receive your full severance package. A smooth transition is in the national interest. You will no longer have access to the Z facility or its resources. Do you understand? The leadership desires this new team to operate independently, and after what transpired with Titan and Masked Militia, well, you understand."
"Capital Punishment is taking your spot leading the Z15, we believe it would be better if you didn't collaborate with this new team. They are set to be announced at this year's world rankings, and with your approval rating at an all-time low, we think it's best to distance you from them."
American: "So what, I'm just off the team I built?"
General Zack: "The team is heading in a new direction Ethan, and the only two members staying are Mega Master and Baby Black. Other than them, it's an entirely new lineup."
American man: '' What about SpeedBump ?''
General Zack: "It's not really my place to say, but he was asked to step down as well. Let's be honest, I can't even remember the last time he won a fight. I love the guy, but there's no way he's getting a global ranking this year. And rumors are that China has three omega-levels this year. Word is they are very confident in one of them winning this year! That worries me we have never lost."
They stared at each other for a second, American Man
General Zack: "You really think you can win a fourth time?"
Ethan's fist tightened as he absorbed the government's blunt message: he was expendable, a relic of the past. They wanted him out of their way. They just didn't want him causing a big fuss about it. Anger coursed through him—he wanted to strike back—but he knew it would solve nothing. His thoughts raced, I'm done being your pawn! He decided he didn't care anymore. The only thing that truly mattered was finding his family. He wouldn't stop until he succeeded; he was finished being Uncle Sam's errand boy. With numerous contacts worldwide and Doctor Kindler still willing to help, that's all he needed to concentrate on. The doctor just required a week or so to start his work. American Man was eager to get some help; Black Magic was getting nowhere. He was the one who cast the damn spell. Of course, he had no choice in the matter, but still.
Ethan eagerly prepared for the doctor's arrival. He had a barn on his property that seemed perfectly suited for the task, with hopefully enough space for the doctor to operate. He wasn't entirely sure how much or how little space would be required. Baby Black Magic was also expected to arrive in the next few days to assist in any way possible and meet the legendary Doctor Kindler. Ethan speculated that perhaps her spell, combined with Black Magics powers. Maybe she they were both still out. He wasn't certain, but he was determined to figure it out. After all he was partly the reason she was even alive the first place.
ISSUE #1 Demon Babe 0rigin story
Baby Black Magic hovered above a volcano, surrounded by the lifeless bodies over two dozen victims scattered across the barren volcanic landscape. He communicated with his tech agent. Through his powers. "I don't know guys I don't sense any magic users, but there's definitely a lot of dark energy. I think the Genral might be wrong on this one." In an instant, dark mana swirled around the pile of bodies like a raging tornado. At the center of the chaos stood a gaunt man in a suit. "Hello, cutie pie. I regret to inform you that my client wishes to have a word with you," he said. Black Magic fixed him with an intense glare. Too bad for him—interviews are not my forte.
The tall, thin man smiled and replied, "Oh, I think you might make an exception this time, love."
Magic raised his arms, dark energy surging from his hands as he began to cast. He blinked, and before he could react, the man was on his back, crawling like a spider. "What the hell?" Black Magic shouted. With demonic speed, the man's finger transformed into a syringe stabbing Black Magic in the neck.'' Sorry it's nothing personal really'' As the man gave a sinister smile Instantly
he passed out and began to descend toward the ground. Like a missile, he crashed into the side of the volcano with a thunderous boom. In another blink, the tall, thin man stood smiling, his skin splitting and glowing. "I like this one," he declared.
Baby Black awoke with a pounding headache. As he looked around, he realized he was in some sort of cave; the darkness enveloped everything around him. He could feel the heat emanating from a green fire at the center of the room. A tall, thin man paced around the cave, reading aloud from a book and muttering to himself. Black thought to himself, "What is going on here? Where am I?" The dim light obscured his vision, but he felt an unsettling energy—a suffocating room filled with dark mana.
The slender man approached him. "Good, you're awake. I was just about to get you. We're ready."
Ready for what Let me out right now or swear to Heka!" Black exclaimed.
"Ear to see if I care," the man chuckled. "Now come here, my little friend. We need a rather large sample of your blood to make this spell work."
The man stepped and placed his hand on Black's forehead. Suddenly, Black found himself paralyzed—unable to move, resist, or even turn his head. Frozen place, he could only watch as the man drew on his energy and life force. He felt sick as if all his strength was being stolen.
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The fire crackled and whispered in the air, brimming with wild untamed mana. Black magic surged powerfully, unrelenting in his energy. A confident, poised, and slender man poured blood into the flames, which shifted flames raging glowing blue and pink. He harnessed the energy and directed it into three large metallic tanks; each connected to a massive monitor adorned with countless buttons. Opening a small hatch at the base, he added the flame to his concoction. The containers began to glow intensely. The entire room started to tremble, feeling as though it was collapsing. The Slenderman chuckled as the containers surged with cosmic energy! Suddenly, doors burst open with explosive force—slam! Whoosh! Black magic stared in disbelief still in chains, as three breathtakingly beautiful women emerged from the chambers. But these were no ordinary women—they were demon babes.
Three voluptuous monsters emerged from the tanks, their green and blue skin glistening, red eyes glowing with an unsettling allure. Completely naked, they growled hungrily as they fixed their gaze on Black Magic. The slender man approached, saying, "So sorry, Baby Black, but it's time for me to go now. I'll see you again soon, friend." Without a trace, he vanished from where he stood, leaving behind the three ravenous demon babes. This was not good! Baby Black could feel there magic raging inside of them.
Mega Master burst through the walls of the nasty-looking ghetto laboratory. In came rushing Speedbump, he rushed for Black Magic While Mega Master was stuck handling the demon 's. They were strong and fought like animals. Teeth and claws clashed, shattering his armor. All three could fly, making it nearly impossible for Mega Master to control the situation. Mega Master yelled, "Hurry up, SpeedDump! These chicks are crazy!"'' Black Magic was finally free he cast a spell, and all three women fainted instantly. Mega Master's armor was damaged, and he was pretty beat up from his fight with the women. SpeedBump chuckled and joked, "What's the matter, big guy? Can't handle three girls?"
''Call General Zack for a medevac. I have no idea what to do with these three, my shoulders all fucked up.''
Dr Kindler had settled in rather quickly, not hard considering with him he brought three fish-humanoid scientists. About a dozen androids and a god dam genetically engineered super smart raptor-dog thingy, it was kind of scary to be frank. Wasting no time the doctor got straight to work, his process was insane he would spend hours running code working relentlessly. His lab had taken over his life, it had taken him months to research the disappearance site more months to study Black Magic. And with security so insane at the supermax it was very difficult to study get samples or what not. But the doctor was brilliant and malicious, he found ways around it, built new machines and models just to run special test. The clock did not exist to this team; people called them nocturnal. The man was by far the most Brillant enhanced human Either hero had ever encountered. It was like he anticipated everything everyone would do.
He had built three more structures on top of filling out the barn American Man had given him. Black magic was working with him closely for months now. Dr Kindler was obsessed, fascinated by magic powers of black magic he could figure out where she had teleported to that day. And how to bring her back, American man had been losing faith even with everything the doctor was doing it had been two years now since the Black water disappearance. It really felt like he would never see his wife again never get to meet his son! The doctor had called everyone to the barn; he had finally made a break thru in Demon babe's case. Everyone was very excited it was about fucking time we got some answers. Dr Kindler was about to give his presentation
"My friends, I am fairly certain we have located Corruption; I have locked onto his energy signature. Baby Black's magic has a distinct frequency, and using this frequency, I am 100% positive I can send you where he is! That being said, I am afraid I can only provide a one-way trip as I do not yet know how to help you return."
The American Man spoke, "No offense, doctor, but I am looking for my wife. I don't care about finding Corruption."
"I understand," Dr. Kindler replied, "but unfortunately, I was only able to track Baby Black's. However, I am certain they are in the same place. Find Corruption, and you will find your wife. It has become apparent to me that both of their powers connect to this mysterious world, not just Magic's."
Then American Man asked, "And how are we supposed to get their? ''
Dr. Kindler responded, "That, my friend, is a bit tricky to figure out, but I think I can get us to them. I just don't' know if I can get you back, I have no idea what lies on the other of this world, but I can promise you it is dangerous. The readings for magic energy we have been recording are 1000 times what we have in this world. There's a good chance the inhabitants of this place will possess some kind of abilities. ''
American Man: "I don't care, Doctor! I have to try and find them! I know they're alive out there somewhere—just tell me what we need to do!"
Dr Kindler '' I am afraid if you want to get to this world we are going for a trip my friend, The amount of energy needed to open a portal to this world in considerable. We will have to go to Mount Chimborazo!''
American Man: What's on Mount Chimborazo, Doctor?
Dr Kindler: It is the only place on planet earth where I think we can get enough cosmic energy to open the door, Unfortunately I have no idea how to contact you guys to get back.
American Man: "Can you come with us, Doctor?"
Kindler: "I'm afraid I won't be making the trip myself, but I can send my trusted assistant—he's very capable and smarter than me, I promise!" We'll cover everything during the briefing. Based on my estimates, we'll need a week to prepare, and then we'll be on top of Mount Chimborazo. Ill explain the rest when everyone is gathered.