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Marvel: Chapter 18
🕑 Added 2023-03-24 06:46:06 +0000 UTCChapter 18: A Club of Flames; Situated in Hell
[The States]
Betty was having a bad day. The Jester had tasked her with finding a certain chalk-white skinned woman with a black circle around her eye.
But even though those features were extremely difficult to miss… Betty wasn't successful in finding her anywhere.
*Whistle* *Whistle*
"It isn't every day that a hot chick walks into our alley."
"That's true bro!"
"Bro… Last time was your turn. So this time it's mine. Leave this chick for me."
One of those idiots looked towards Betty.
"Hey babe, join us. You must be pretty bored out there."
Of course… Bad boys wannabe. Just who she needed.
"Sorry gentlemen... But I am quite busy." No need to fight. It's not worth it… was what she thought.
But… the boys didn't think so.
"What's the rush. You can leave after having some fun."
Betty was taller than most other females but that didn't do anything to lower her charm or beauty. She was still one of the top beauties out there.
"Sorry boys... but I am really busy." Betty was in no mood of messing around. 'These trash mobs can be quite annoying.'
"Bitch we were trying to act nice but being nice is useless against sluts like you." One of the boys shouted.
This made Betty scowl. She was many things… a thief, robber, murderer… but she definitely wasn't a slut.
"I don't appreciate you calling me a slut. So I would like for you to apologize." She barely suppressed her anger.
"You want us to apologize to a whore like you? A bitch like you-"
*BAM!*
His body flew towards the concrete wall and crashed into it… bursting his skull open.
"I gave you guys a chance to apologize but you didn't take it. So now… Die!"
[Seven minutes later]
"M-Monster" One of the only boys… that was alive said in fear.
"Nah, sweetie. I am Bouncing Betty, not a monster." She kicked him with her heel making blood spurt everywhere.
But unknown to her one of the surviving mobsters took the chance of her distracted self… and rushed towards her with a knife.
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Only to be squashed into a meaty-mess by falling construction bars.
"NOT AGAIN!'
This caused Betty to look behind her… just to find a teenage girl with chalk-white skin and a black circle around her eye standing in front of… mincemeat?
"This always happens around me." She said, stomping her feet.
Betty's eyes widened looking at the girl's appearance. "White skin… Black spot around the eye… BINGO!"
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[Hellfire Club]
[[Marcellus]]
The current members consisted of exactly who I thought of.
Edward Buckman was sitting on the King's 'Chair'... Which was less of a chair and more of a throne.
Besides him was Paris Seville who was sitting on the throne of the Queen.
They were the White King and the White Queen respectively.
A few feet apart from them was Jacob Shaw, the father of Sebastian Shaw. Jacob is the White Rook… which gives him power but not on the same level as the King or Queen.
Now next to him was I and opposite to me was Sebastian.
Me being the White Bishop, sat on the right side and Sebastian being the Black Bishop sat directly opposite to me.
"It's a pleasure to finally have you on our side, Mr. Hanley." Edward said with a smile. He was charming no doubt just like his queen sitting next to him was gorgeous.
But unfortunately, I didn't find either of them interesting. They were charming… and that was it.
I couldn't see anything special about them… maybe that was the reason for their death...
Because they were nothing special. Other than plotting for a mutant massacre, of course...
"Being part of one of the opulent associations… the pleasure is all mine." I will be honest… I am totally not a fan of the Hellfire Club. But if I want my future plans to succeed, I have to remain here.
Hellfire Club has always been over-hyped. It's just a opulent and promiscuous club where the rich and politically powerful people come to enjoy themselves… Drowning themselves in alcohol and sex… and to probably turn into future villains.
"Well, we will be hosting a party in two months. Most of the world's influential people will attend." He looks towards Sebastian and me. "We will appreciate it if you two could participate."
Two months huh?
"I will be free during that time." Sebastian said. "I don't have anything important set for that time."
"Great! What about you, Mr. Hanley?" Paris said enthusiastically.
"Hm... I will be in China for a year. But will return during some segments of the year… So, I think that I should be able to attend."
It was true. Despite my trip to China, I will definitely need to come back at times.
"Excellent! Sebastian and Mr. Hanley." He stood up. "Since we got two brilliant members today. We will be hosting a party to welcome them."
*Sigh* Does everything ends in a party in the Hellfire Club?
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[Japan]
It was a bloodbath. Wolverine was furious! These people had his son but no one knew where he was.
He had killed most of the samurais and even a shogun but he still didn't have any clue as to where his son was.
Currently, his claws were hidden and he was walking around sniffing for anyone that remotely resembled his own scent.
"Are you alright son?" One of the men sitting near the bridge asked. He was feeding the birds.
After the war, a lot of people lost their homes, especially after the bombing. And the animals were no different. So it was rare for someone to spend their valuable time to feed those animals.
Wolverine looked towards him and sighed.
He always had a soft spot for old people and children.
"No, I am not." He said with a sad smile.
The man stood up with the help of his cane…
"Don't worry. It will be alright." He said with a kind smile.
"No old man… It won't. I already lost the person I loved… And now the only person I had was also kidnapped."
This confused the old man. "Kidnapped?"
"My son… They kidnapped my son. He is somewhere in this village… But I don't know where." James clenched his fists.
The old man was seemingly lost in his thoughts. "How old was he?"
"Barely a few months old." This made the old man raise an eyebrow. "I am not from here, so I don't know much. But I did hear that a rich person by the name of Akihira found a baby boy at his doorstep… and that he had adopted him."
Wolverine's eyes widened. "Old man, do you know where he lives?"
The old man nodded and gave him the direction. Wolverine was ecstatic! Finally a lead… and there was a high possibility that it was his son.
"I don't know who you are… old man… I am grateful to you." Wolverine bowed.
He never bows… but this time he did.
The grandfatherly old man laughed. "It's fine, it's fine. My name is Stanley Martin Lieber. I know the name is very long… so you can call me Stan Lee."
Wolverine bowed to him once again. "Thank you, old man. I will remember your name."
Saying this he rushed towards his destination leaving a smiling old man behind him.
"They grow up so fast." He said before vanishing.
