14: Unleash the beast!
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mark asked, looking at his mother who was packing some things.
It had been less than an hour since he spoke with his father. He and Cecil had agreed to have a more extensive meeting about their next recruitment plan tomorrow morning; the man needed to get some things in order.
Mark didn't need any preparation; he was ready to start whenever necessary. The only problem was his mother, who insisted on staying by his father's side for some reason.
"I already told you, Mark, I have to be there" her response was firm. Mark wondered if this was the same woman who had cried her eyes out just a few hours earlier. Maybe it was better not to tell her that his father planned to leave. He sighed and scratched the top of his head.
"Alright, but if you want to come back, just let me know and I'll bring you back immediately"
With nothing else to do, he left her alone in her room and went out to the backyard. He took out his phone, the one he used for heroic matters, and saw some messages he hadn't been able to answer before. They were from Eve.
"Can we talk? I need to see you"
He read the message with furrowed brows. Had something happened? With all the commotion, he had forgotten about any other events.
"I'm home, do you want me to come and meet you?"
Even so, he could make time for her. Her power would be very useful in the upcoming war. Maybe she couldn't face a Viltrumite head-on, but as support, she would undoubtedly be a great ally.
At least with her on board, they wouldn't run out of supplies. Maybe it sounded a bit cold to put it that way, but Mark needed to think about surviving and winning before he could think about being kind. At least he wouldn't say it to her face; he would just think it inwardly.
Now he sounded like a bastard. He would be kinder to her from now on to make up for it.
"I'm on my way" she replied and then fell silent.
Mark looked at his phone for a few more moments before turning it off and flying up to his roof. While waiting for Eve, he began to contemplate the new information he had acquired.
A war that had previously seemed almost impossible to overcome now seemed possible. Confidence was increasing, but so were the concerns.
"What do I know about Spawn?" Of all things, he didn't expect to see that guy in this place. He wondered if it was a coincidence or if he really shared the same universe as Invincible.
Spawn—he could say he knew him and at the same time didn't. His brother had bought many shirts with Spawn's image when he was a teenager, and he had done the same because they were cool. He even had some posters with Spawn's image in his room.
But beyond that, he hadn't read any comics about Spawn. He had seen a live-action movie, but it wasn't that good. He knew general things, like how Spawn was supposed to have defeated Hell or something like that, and also God.
He didn't know exactly, but if any of that was literal, then he had many more problems than he initially thought.
He wondered if he would have to kill God in the future. He hoped not. He didn't know how he would do something like that.
He heard the sound of the wind shifting and looked up to see Eve approaching from afar. He could see the tears running down her cheeks, causing him to frown at the sight.
He stood up to greet her, but she was quicker, throwing herself into his arms and hugging him in the process.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He held her and tried to calm her by gently patting her back. She sobbed a little more before starting to speak with a broken voice.
"I-it's Rex, Mark. I caught him cheating on me!" she said, looking at him with tearful eyes and a clearly broken heart.
'Oh' Mark now remembered. Well, he couldn't say this was his fault, though he hadn't done anything to prevent it. It was Rex who decided to mess things up. The only thing he could do for her was to be kinder, as he had promised himself earlier. So, he hugged her tighter. He wasn't good at consoling crying women.
"And the worst part is, I found him with Kate! Three of her! In the bathroom of the Teen Team headquarters!" She seemed quite hurt, and Mark supposed that was normal. It wasn't just Rex—Kate, who was supposed to be her friend, had also betrayed her. A double low blow.
""I said he wasn't stupid enough but I was wrong, I'm sorry Eve" He couldn't offer any more words of comfort.
They both sat on his roof with Eve leaning against him, still sobbing.
"I'm sorry, Mark. I shouldn't be doing this. You already have enough problems" she said, wiping her tears one last time.
Mark smiled kindly.
"Hey, don't worry. We all have our own problems, and none of them are less important just because they're different" he said sympathetically
She gave him a weak smile in response, then realized how close they were and blushed a little, moving a few inches away.
"Everything will be fine, Eve. Rex may have been an idiot, but you'll definitely find someone better, much better. You're too amazing not to" he smiled at her and encouraged her as best he could.
She looked at his face from the side for a few seconds before smiling too.
"Maybe you're right"
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The next day.
Mark arrived at GDA headquarters with Eve and her mother.
The previous night, after Eve had vented, he had told her about the situation and the possible plans he and Cecil had. He also asked her to join him, and she had accepted without much thought. Now they were here.
Her mother went to her new "room," leaving Mark and Eve to wander around the place until they reached her father's cell. There were several guards, but not too many; Cecil knew that no amount of guards would be useful, so he did not deploy an unnecessary amount of men
"So here he is. It's a bit less impressive than I expected" Eve said, looking at Omniman through the glass.
"No cell in the world can contain him, so there's no need to make anything too flashy. Come on, Cecil is waiting for us in the meeting room"
He led the way, and she followed him to the place where Cecil and Robot were waiting for them. Upon seeing them arrive, the droid nodded at them in greeting.
Eve greeted him back. He was the only "friend" besides Mark who hadn't let her down, so she was still on good terms with him.
Cecil turned to look at them and raised an eyebrow upon seeing Eve. Mark quickly stepped forward to explain.
"You said we need to form the strongest team. I think you know well that Eve's potential is more than up to the task"
Cecil frowned slightly before grunting and nodding.
"Alright, you'll be on board from now on" he told Eve, and she nodded at him with resolve in her eyes.
"How much have you told her?" he asked Mark.
"Just the basics, enough for her to understand the general aspects" In reality, he had told her more than that, but it wasn't necessary to say so.
"Very well, then we'll go over all the important details"
The discussion that followed delved deeper into what was coming. Eve could feel the tense atmosphere and how important this "war" was. That was fine with her; she needed something to focus on, and saving the world was much more important than thinking about her personal problems.
"So, who should I go to first?" Mark pointed to the profiles of the four people they were looking to recruit for the yet unnamed team.
"Let's start with the difficult one" Cecil indicated one, and Eve raised an eyebrow at the images.
"The Pitt? I heard he disappeared years ago after the Creed invasion was stopped" Earth faced many constant threats, but very few were remembered for posterity.
The Creed invasion was one of them because they almost succeeded. It was thanks to Omniman, the Guardians, and The Pitt that the Creeds were annihilated. The last thing known was that their home planet had exploded for some reason.
"He didn't disappear; he's on vacation. But it's time to bring him back" More images were displayed, showing a lush forest in Alaska.
They seemed to be taken from a distance. A cozy cabin in the middle of the woods could be seen, and in its yard, a young man in his twenties was chopping wood. His tousled blonde hair almost shone in the sunlight. He wore simple denim pants along with a white T-shirt. Perhaps the most striking thing about him was the somewhat worn and torn sleeveless red leather jacket, which was a bit too large for him.
"I thought we were looking for Pitt, not a lumberjack" Eve said with a raised eyebrow.
Cecil smiled, but it was Robot who responded.
"That's Timmy Bracken, Pitt's twin brother. He'll guide us to where Pitt is hiding" Eve and Mark looked back at the blonde-haired boy and then at the images of Pitt.
Mark couldn't help but ask the question that was also on Eve's mind.
"Twin? Are you sure? Because they don't look too much alike"
"The story is somewhat complicated, but to summarize, their mother was kidnapped by the Creeds, who stole one of her eggs, which they used to create Pitt. So, in a somewhat strange way, they both share genetic similarities and a special connection" Robot explained.
"It's best if you go personally. We don't know what mental state Pitt is in right now, but he's a warrior who never shies away from a battle. If we want him on our side, you have to show him what you're capable of" Cecil said.
Pitt was somewhat enigmatic but also straightforward to understand. He was a genetically engineered weapon to destroy the Creed's enemies. He was a monster, but he had consciousness thanks to his human half. In a way, he had a moral code similar to that of old-school warriors.
He was violent but only against those he deemed evil.
So, Cecil knew they could get him on their side; they just needed to convince him properly.
Mark nodded, understanding more or less what was needed. He looked at the images on the screen, studying the terrain. Being deep in the forests helped a lot in not worrying about harming civilians.
"Alright, I'm ready. I'll go find him" he said, standing up. Eve got up at the same time he did.
"Let me go with you, just to be safe" she said, taking his arm. Mark looked at her and almost refused, but Cecil spoke first.
"Let her go. This could also be a good test for her. Pitt has faced your father before, so he's comparable to a Viltrumite. This way, she'll know what she's up against firsthand and can back off before it's too late" At those words, Eve frowned deeply. She had already decided to help; she wasn't going to back down now.
Mark fell silent for a second before nodding.
"Alright, but if things get out of control, you have to let him out" he said, referring to his father. Mark was confident in himself, but someone who had faced Omniman before wasn't something to take lightly.
Cecil frowned deeply before nodding.
"Alright"
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Mark and Eve flew through the skies of Alaska. Mark held Eve's hand firmly; she could fly, but undoubtedly, he could do it faster, so it was more useful for him to carry her.
Soon, they ventured into the deep forests until they found a well-hidden cabin. If it weren't for Cecil and Robot's directions, it would have been difficult to find.
They both descended until they were a few meters from the yard where they found Timmy, Pitt's brother, sitting on a rocking chair, with a cap over his head that also covered his eyes. He seemed to be enjoying a pleasant nap in the sun.
Mark stepped forward first, but before he could take more than two steps, Timmy raised his hand and pointed to his foot.
"Don't step on my lawn" Mark looked down only to see a clear dividing line between the forest grass and the lawn in Timmy's cabin. He raised an eyebrow, sure he hadn't made much noise when walking or landing.
"Oh, sorry" he took a step back. "But since you're awake, it saves me from having to interrupt your sleep" he said, looking at him.
Timmy straightened up and lifted his cap, giving them a clear view of his face: a budding beard along with dark blue eyes being the most obvious features.
"Huh? Superheroes? Why are you here?" he rubbed his eyes, clearly shaking off the remaining sleep from his face.
"Do you have news in this place?" Eve asked, to which Timmy smiled and pointed to an antenna on the roof of his cabin.
"Satellite internet, girl. I can see whatever I want, and I don't pay anything for it. Isn't it great?" he asked, clearly cheerful.
"So, you know what happened at the Guardians' funeral" Mark said, and Timmy's smile slowly died.
"That was disappointing. I liked the guy" Timmy said, scratching his head and sighing, his eyes now serious.
"Let me guess, you're here because of that "invasion" Omniman talked about, right? It's always an invasion... I don't understand what the heck those damn aliens see in this planet. I mean, sure, we have some incredible Mexican tacos, but they can just get those by sneaking into Mexico or something, Why invade the world?" He took off his cap, tousling his blonde hair.
"If you know that, then you know we need to see him. We need to talk to Pitt" Eve pointed out bluntly.
Timmy stayed still, his eyes staring at them intently.
"You want his help? Seriously?" Eve nodded.
"We're forming a team, one to fight against the Viltrumites. Pitt has fought against Omniman; he's a warrior. He can be of great help in this war"
Timmy chuckled.
"I don't know if you know this, but he's a lone killer. He doesn't work in teams"
"There's always a first time for everything. We just need to talk to him. I'm sure he'll help us. They say he never backs down from a battle, and this is probably the biggest battle this world will ever see. I'm sure he'll be interested" Mark said.
Upon hearing Mark's words, Timmy smiled and sighed a bit.
"Well, it's been a while since he fought against something. He's certainly eager. I think he wants to hear what you have to say, but you have to promise me something" the smile faded from his face and he looked at him somberly.
"What do you need?" Mark asked, equally serious.
"When I unleash the beast... don't die"
The words were ominous, and Mark almost frowned, but instead, he smiled with unwavering confidence.
"Oh, I think I didn't tell you before, people call me invincible, and I'm not easy to kill" Timmy smiled, a genuine smile.
"Optimistic name. Let's see how true it is" as he said that, his voice changed to a more hoarse one, his blonde hair grew down to his back, and deep black replaced the golden hue.
His clothes began to tear, his skin turning to a gray tone, muscle after muscle bulging, making his figure grow to almost three meters in moments, and it didn't stop there.
Mark's eyes widened as the blue pupils were replaced by completely blood-red eyes, including the sclera; the nose disappeared, and a huge mouth full of sharp teeth gave him a wide grin. Enormously long claws grew on his hands.
The massive figure blocked out the sun behind his back, casting a huge shadow. His long black hair billowed in the wind, A pounding heartbeat resonated in a violent rhythm, causing all the wildlife in the area to start fleeing.
"Shall we begin?" the deep voice was like hearing a tiger speak. Mark smiled even wider, while Eve opened her eyes in amazement.
Although it was said they would talk, it was more than clear that a fight was imminent.
After all, there is no better conversation than the one exchanged through the Fists.
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Note:
How is it?? Pitt from Image Comics was the publisher's response to Hulk. His story is somewhat strange (I read all the comics before doing this, haha), so I've modified some things, but I've kept most of it. Why do Pitt and Timmy share the same body? Well, you'll have to find out later. I'm thinking of an explanation for the story, but if you want an explanation outside of the story, then I'll just say that I wanted to inject a bit of "Hulk" into it.
In other news, I've got a new fan with a remote control! It's amazing. I turned it on and accidentally fell asleep, making me late for work and getting scolded... but it was worth it, guys.
The next update of Almost Invincible is now available on Patreon (patreon.com/EmmaCruzader) If you don't want to wait for a public update, you can take a look at it n.n
The tension was palpable in the air. Eve couldn't help but swallow nervously, feeling a drop of sweat trickle down her face. She had been a hero for years, facing threat after threat all the time. Her life had been at risk more times than she could count.
Yet, it was clear to her that this time was different. There was a kind of danger that made her body slightly numb. Still, she didn't falter. Instead, she stood firm by Mark's side. She was Atom Eve. She wouldn't back down no matter what, especially now that Mark had placed his trust in her. She couldn't disappoint him like that.
Pitt shifted his shoulders, the white shirt Timmy had brought tearing apart completely, leaving only the red jacket barely fitting his enormous frame. The giant, standing over three meters tall, seemed to be getting used to his body again, as if he had been asleep for too long.
"The sky..." his hoarse voice reverberated through the area as his red eyes gazed at the blue sky. His fists opened and closed, then he smiled slightly, his huge pointed teeth showing.
He looked at Mark with interest.
"I can see it, the blood covering your body. You're a warrior."
Mark blinked, but didn't dismiss his words. He didn't know what kind of abilities Pitt had, so he couldn't say if he was just talking or if he could really see the number of lives Mark had taken.
Pitt then turned his gaze to Eve.
"You have the spirit, but you still lack the strength. Don't interfere in this because I won't hold back just because you're a girl."
Eve frowned, clearly offended.
"I don't need you to treat me like a damsel. I can take care of myself."
Pitt smiled even more at seeing how she didn't back down even a bit, even when facing him.
"I've heard the news. you want me to fight by your side but... are you worthy of it?" Pitt had finished his fight long ago. He had defeated the Creed Empire and destroyed their homeworld, killed his father, and disposed of any threat his existence could bring to Earth.
He had no reason to fight anymore; it wasn't his duty... but looking Mark in the eyes he couldn't avoid that those battle cravings, which had been inside him since the first moment he gained consciousness, were ignited again, his heart starting to beat strongly.
Pitt was a warrior; he was born to bring death and destruction to all enemies of the Creed. He had rebelled due to his human consciousness, but even if he had done so, it didn't change who he was at his core. Even if he had decided to remain silent all this time, war still ran through his veins.
Mark looked at Pitt and spoke plainly.
"You know the strength of Omni-Man, you know what he's capable of, and now, many others like him have Earth in their sights. I've heard about what you did in the past, how you stopped the Creed invasion, how you betrayed your people... this isn't different. Omniman has decided to go against them for the earth but he can't defeat them all on his own, that's why I'm putting together a team, one that can fight for the earth no matter what the cost."
Until now, Mark had followed Cecil's plan not because he didn't have his own plans, but because he wanted to give Earth a chance. He didn't know the original fate of this universe without his interference, so he couldn't be sure if they really stood a chance. Still, letting them try never hurt.
Until now, Cecil hadn't been an obstacle, so Mark didn't see the need to become enemies with him. At the same time, he needed certain resources to carry out his own preparations. This team, the original idea might be Cecil's, but Mark would ensure he was the person they followed in the end.
Ultimately, everything aligned with his first and most important goal: survival. Anything else was just secondary. Once the Viltrumite Empire was defeated, he could relax and think about the distant future. But until then, he had to play his cards right.
"To fight for Earth... I can do that. But can you?"
At his question, Mark frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"If Earth is attacked, I will fight. But if you want me to join your 'team,' then you must prove yourselves worthy. Only the strong can fight by my side; otherwise, you'll just be a hindrance."
"A demonstration? Is that what you want? Or do you just want to fight?"
Pitt smiled.
"Both."
It had been a while since he fought against something, and he was beginning to miss it.
"Wait a second, we don't have to—" Eve was cut off by Mark, who raised his hand and shook his head without looking at her.
"If he wants this, then I have no choice but to give it to him." Both, half-human half-alien, looked at each other, tension rising.
Eve watched them from the side and sighed, putting her palm on her face. Why did men love to beat each other up? While she contemplated this fact, she didn't notice a tacit understanding pass through the gaze of both; there was no need for more words.
She wanted to say something more, but before she could open her mouth, she felt the wind violently hitting the surroundings. Almost automatically, her hand glowed pink, and a wall of energy unfolded in front of her, preventing her body from being thrown uncontrollably.
When her eyes focused, she saw how the ground had collapsed instantly.
In the midst of it, Mark and Pitt were both clashing their arms together, causing the earth to tremble and collapse.
The air exploded as shockwaves began to reverberate through it, shaking the surroundings.
"Rrrrrarggg!!" Pitt roared, his hand lunging forward with surprising force and speed. Mark saw the attack coming, slightly widening his eyes at the speed at which the gray giant moved.
He dodged to the side, letting the clawed hand brush past his face. Suddenly, four thin lines of blood appeared on his cheek.
He watched the drops of blood fly away surprised that the mere brush of Pitt's attack had hurt him, but he didn't remain idle.
His own fist launched forward unimpeded. Pitt saw the attack coming but didn't try to dodge it; instead, he smiled wider, letting the blow hit his face.
The air exploded as flesh met flesh, Pitt's head sharply turning to the side, purple blood spraying from his mouth.
Feeling the familiar taste of his own life fluid and the stabbing pain on the side of his face, Pitt couldn't help but get even more excited, his claws starting to increase in size.
"That's it! Hahaha!"
Mark couldn't help but smile too; he hadn't held back with that blow. It seemed like this guy would really indeed be useful in the battles to come.
In a blink, high-speed movements began to take place. They exchanged hundreds of blows in moments. Not far from them, Eve had to strain just to follow the residual images of both.
She bit her lip, she knew mark was strong, but now he seemed much stronger than before., and his opponent didn't fall behind at all.
Eve flew over the center of the fight, her hands glowing as she prevented the air cyclones beginning to form from dragging debris beyond the area. In fact, she was modifying the terrain to prevent both from completely destroying the place.
Mark felt Pitt's elbow burying itself in his stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of him. He couldn't help but grunt, but he didn't stop. His hand stretched out and grabbed Pitt by the neck, then quickly he leaned in and smashed his head against Pitt's, making the giant grunt.
If Pitt had a nose, this blow would have broken it, but because he didn't have it the half-alien monster quickly recovered. His fist struck Mark in the face, causing him to recoil dozens of meters, crashing into dozens of trees.
Mark spat blood from his mouth and waited until Pitt came close enough to lunge forward and punch him directly in the chin, making his teeth clash together with a resounding sound echoing through the area.
But Pitt didn't stop; in fact, with each wound he received, he seemed much fiercer and more willing to fight.
He struck towards Mark with both hands, causing him to cross his arms over his head to block the blow. The ground sank, and in a second, a crater hundreds of meters wide formed as the earth was forced to compress by the sheer force.
The shockwave caused an earthquake that began to shake the nearby mountains.
Mark felt the strain; his legs bent slightly upon impact, and his eyes couldn't help but meet his opponent's.
Without either being able to stop it, they both grinned widely.
From the skies, Eve frowned as she saw the forest beginning to be destroyed.
Even if she could fix it with her powers, it wouldn't bring back the lives of all the animals that hadn't been able to flee in time. This had to end.
"Enough!" she shouted and tried to raise a barrier between them, but the pink energy projection lasted only half a second before it was shattered into thousands of fragments like a breaking crystal the next moment.
Eve grimaced at the backlash; she couldn't stop them, not if she kept using the same tactics as always.
She looked thoughtfully at the terrain before raising her hand and focusing. This time, she had to go a little further.
Mark was about to strike Pitt once more when suddenly he felt the air around him vibrating, as if his body was being crushed from all directions by a crushing pressure.
"What is this?" It was difficult to move; it reminded him of some of the fragments of other dimensions in Flaxan where gravity had increased hundreds of times.
This was something similar but different; it wasn't gravity that was preventing him from moving, it was the density of the air. No, not just the air, he could feel moisture, water particles? There was something more, but he couldn't pinpoint it exactly.
"Interesting..." Pitt slowly and with effort turned his head to see Eve in the sky, who had one eye narrowed and sweat dripping down her forehead.
Normally, to create her shields, she rearranged the air particles and increased their density to make them "almost" indestructible. A simple shield wouldn't suffice this time, so she decided to use not only the air particles but all the particles present in the atmosphere.
She was increasing the atmospheric pressure in a concentrated area by manipulating not only the molecules but also the atoms present, compressing and increasing their mass by force. Under normal circumstances, she would never have done this because everything in that area would die, but with Mark and Pitt as the targets, she didn't worry about holding back. Still, she had to be careful because she didn't want to accidentally trigger a nuclear fusion process.
If there were a way to measure the atmospheric pressure both were feeling, it could only be compared to being submerged deep in a giant gas giant like Jupiter.
With millions of times the sea-level pressure on Earth now hitting them from all directions, not only they but everything within a hundred meters around them began to collapse. Matter compressed upon itself to the point where it began to melt, the temperature rising every moment, and gravity even starting to be affected, causing the pressure to increase even more.
Mark felt his lungs slowly squeezing within him. It was uncomfortable, and breathing was like trying to inhale solid concrete through his nose. He looked at Eve in the sky, surprised by such a move; he hadn't expected her to have something like this up her sleeve.
It seemed like once again, he had underestimated her.
"I-Is it enough?" Eve spoke with some effort. Using her powers to such an extent didn't come without a cost. Normally, she never went to such extremes, so she wasn't accustomed to such pressure; she was already cursing inwardly as she felt her stomach starting to growl.
Pitt smiled, feeling his muscles beginning to tighten, even his bones felt somewhat rigid as he moved.
"I was wrong; clearly, you have more strength than I thought." He felt his claws grow, but he forced himself to keep his urge to fight down; this wasn't a fight to the death, there was no need to go wild even though he wanted to.
He looked at them both before smiling and nodding to Eve.
"I've seen all I needed to. I'll join you."
Upon hearing her words, Eve let out a sigh and she returned everything to normal. Mark felt his body returning to its usual lightness and managed to avoid falling to the ground by using his flying ability, as the ground beneath his feet had sunk dozens of meters and turned into molten earth.
Pitt couldn't fly, so he simply let himself drop to the ground with a grimace.
Both had been suspended in the air due to the pressure exerted on their bodies from all directions.
Mark looked towards Eve, who seemed unsteady, and quickly flew towards her, holding her and preventing her from falling.
"Are you okay?" he asked with concern upon seeing her uncomfortable expression.
"I think I need to go to the bathroom," she blinked and then looked at him, her face gaining a deep red tone, which combined with the pale tone from before made her look even sicker.
"What's wrong?" Mark asked, but Eve averted her gaze and, with some effort, used her powers once again on him, making him notice that his suit had turned to ashes due to Eve's earlier trick.
He hadn't realized until now that he had been naked.
He saw the pink light covering his body and how a replacement for his suit was being constructed over him the next second. Eve's powers were truly useful. Although now she seemed about to vomit.
He quickly lowered her to the ground, letting her catch her breath.
"Um, can I order some pants too?" the voice of Timmy came toward them and Mark turned only to see him covering his crotch with his hands and an embarrassed smile on his face as he walked toward them from the crater.
He was going to tell him he should find some clothes, but when he turned to look, he saw that the picturesque cabin from before was now nothing but crushed debris... it seemed that he and Pitt had destroyed his house, leaving him homeless...
Eve didn't turn to look at him, still busy holding her stomach, and with some effort, she stretched out her hand in his general direction, and a pink light traveled towards Timmy, turning into a pair of generic pants lying on the ground.
"Thanks!" Timmy didn't hesitate to take them and start putting them on; having his ass in the air was not comfortable at all.
Mark sighed, patting Eve's back as he looked around... it seemed they had gotten a bit carried away, but oh well, in the end, things had turned out as he wanted, and he had even been able to witness more about Eve than he imagined. Suddenly, he realized that she was more important than he had expected. Looking at her from the side, he couldn't help but think about what he should do to keep her by his side.
He had a feeling he was going to need her more than he initially thought.
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Note:
sorry for taking so long to bring this chapter, I had to rewrite it several times until I was convinced.
Eve is a character with a lot of hidden potential and I don't know if I can take full advantage of it but I hope I can at least explore some of it, Mark now realizes that he had been underestimating her more than he thought, she is important guy so you should keep her by your side no matter the method ;) if you know what I mean.
I hope to bring more of her and other "invincible" girls soon.
Normally this is where I would say that the next chapter can be seen in advance on Patreon, but it's not out yet hahaha, even so if you want to watch it when it's ready (which I hope will be soon) don't hesitate to subscribe :D patreon.com/EmmaCruzader
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