บท 8: Chapter 8: Blackmail

"Bloody hell Mike, when did you become a smooth talker! To think you actually invited a supe out for a date. What happened, you get a trashy girl fetish?"

Mike shook his head "Her backlash is different from the others. Her powers changed her to be a simpler person. Probably the first super I have met with such a backlash. Also, Butcher, when were you going to tell me about this 7? You failed to inform me about some important pieces of information."

"Look, I'm sorry bout that, but we just didn't have enough time. We will have more than enough time to get you up to date and make you an identity in a bit. For now, we need to get some V and From what the boys have told me, popclaw might have some right now!"

Mike nodded, as he took off his backpack and handed the helmet to frenchie. "Put it on, we need to hurry. I don't want any more mishaps."

Frenchie nodded and quickly got into the backpack and put the helmet on. Within 3 minutes, Mike appeared near a white Van, gasping for breath and barely able to hold his axe anymore.

He quickly let Butcher and Frenchie out and Butcher looked to be on the verge of emptying his stomach. "Bloody hell. You absolute monster. How do you even maneuver when doing that?!"

Mike kept gasping for air "That's the neat part, you don't. You can only move in a straight line. Before you say anything, I can do precise calculations up to the 30th digit of PI in my mind, so me miscalculating the distance is impossible. Well, if I have to, for some ungodly reason, calculate to the 31st digit of Pi, then I might be off."

Butcher raised his hands in surrender "Alright alright, you made your point. I'm just impressed, that's all. Let's check on the boys."

Butcher opened to door to see Mother's Milk and Hughie watching a very tomboyish person holding heavy weights and doing squats.

"What happened to her?" Butcher asked in interest. Mother's Milk only glanced at him and said "She saw what A-train said on TV and shot up the V. We are just watching for something to happen."

A couple minutes pass and the 3 trouble makers of the boys were chatting with eachother, while the two hardasses didn't even blink and watched the ex-hero.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Pipe down everyone!"

Popclaw put her weights down and went to open the door, only to see her old landlord there. She licked her lips a bit and walked all seductively.

"Hello, miss. As I told you, do you have the money ready?" Popclaw swayed her hips and got close to the guy. She was almost touching the guy's body as she lifted her head and licked her lips. "How about we first have some fun" She suddenly moved her hand and grabbed the guy's crotch and said "And then we talk about payment."

The next couple of minutes passed in awkward silence, as even Mike felt uncomfortable watching a middle aged man be an M, while a supe wearing a black Japanese schoolgirl outfit, with very interesting openings, dominated him.

Mike looked at her in disgust "Like I said, fucking disgusting backlashes. From my understanding she should have a lustful backlash, or constantly being in heat."

Mother's Milk said "Ya ya, we get it, you're an expert on supes. Now, how does that information help us?"

Mike furrowed his brows "I am explaining the common backlashes with examples so everyone gets familiar with them. Some of these backlashes can be exploited easily, such as now. She is too horny to remember her partner being a normal human. As soon as she rides him or does something requiring physical contact beyond a light touch, he will be crushed into meat paste. Do with that information what you will"

Butcher looked at Mother's Milk "As you said, he is the expert. It pays to listen to guys when they know what they are talking 'bout."

Within a couple of minutes, Popclaw stood above the landlord's head and Butcher tapped Mike on the shoulder. "Move, she is about to sit on his face. Frenchie, You guard the door and help with the cleanup. Better get there early"

Mike nodded his head and the two of them quickly rushed out of the Van. When they arrived near the apartment door, Frenchie pulled out a lockpick to try and pick it. Mike laughed at that and quickly cut the lock with his axe's blade, as if it were a credit card used to pick simple locks and they entered.

"Approach from the door, Frenchie. She needs to see you first, so I will circle back and attract her attention better."

Frenchie nodded his head and they split, with Mike going around back. They heard the sound of a watermelon being crushed and horny moans.

Frenchie stepped on a creaky floor piece and Popclaw quickly stood up. She had blood dripping down from her nether regions down to her legs, but she didn't seem to notice.

"Easy there girl" With an unknown voice appearing behind her, she quickly turned around and stared at the asian guy. Her instincts as professional fighter and a previous superhero told her, that the guy there was extremely dangerous and she had to get out.

"Young lady, are you on your period or are you just happy to see me? Because that discharge over there began dribbling when I got here." Mike spoke a heap of nonsense, the meaning of which was probably lost in translation, but it got the message across.

Popclaw looked down and almost screamed out, as she saw her landlord with a crushed skull and her vagina dripping blood. "I-I." She couldn't utter a word. She was about to be blackmailed by a supe stronger than her.

Mike smiles "We are here to help you, so why don't you cooperate and we clean this up for you, okay?"

Popclaw couldn't talk. Everything was happening too fast for her to process anything. Her world was spinning and she was about to have a panic attack and faint. The smile on Mike's face quickly disappeared and was replaced by a cold expression. He opened his mouth and only 1 word came out "Urah!"

For an unknown reason, as soon as Popclaw heard that shout, she instantly jumped towards Mike, who kept the cold expression on his face. She forgot about her safety and survival and directly charged at him with her claws out.

As she got closer and was about to cut Mike's head off, the world seemed to have slowed down. In the slow world, Mike turned his head to the left and ducked a few centimetres. Popclaw's attack barely skid past his shoulder, when he grabbed her right arm, then the left one.

With both of her hand now captured by him, Mike jumped forwards a bit and pushed Popclaw down.

Popclaw slammed into the floor as Mike sat on her stomach and held her wrists and claws tight. Within a fraction of a second, without Popclaw even realising, Mike somehow managed to slam her down onto the ground and had her completely suppressed.

His cold expression remained as he said "Now, shut up and listen you fucking dumb piece of filth. If it were up to me, I'd have your arms lopped off and added to my friends latest project, but we need you unharmed, so I suggest you calm down and listen, because I'm running on a very short fuze!"

Popclaw quickly came back to her senses and kept gasping for breath, as she said "What do you want from me?" Mike let out a small smirk "Well, for starters, we can help you clean up that there guy you just killed. In exchange, you're gonna get us a little thing called compound V!"

Popclaw nodded and Mike quickly stood up and wrapped his hand around Popclaw's neck and dragged her by her neck to the living room. "Frenchie, could you please fix the room while I talk to our friend here? I'm not good at cleaning corpses, you see, never really had to."

Frenchie nodded and Mike dragged her next to the living room, past the smart TV, so Butcher and the rest could see it was all handled.

Within a minute, Butcher appeared and looked at the woman, who was held up against the wall with 1 hand by Mike. He smiled at the super and said "Hello love. How about we have a nice little chat about where you're boyfriends been getting some of that V?"

A.N.

69 stones are within reach! A bit more and I'll deliver the promised goods. For the people who might be slightly confused about the story's Villain tag, buckle up, because the next chapter is absolutely diabolical!