Crystal Ch. 04

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"You don't want to do it?" Crystal asked, worried she had disgusted Max.

"I didn't say that," Max said as he lubricated his cock.

When he was satisfied it was well soaked, he slowly pushed against her tight sphincter. At first, he got nowhere. He knew Crystal was trying though; her breathing was a testament to that as she worked to relax her puckered hole. Finally, Max was able to get the tip of the tip of his head in. Again, he slowly worked to widen the hole, making sure Crystal wasn't in any pain. When he was halfway, he slid out then pushed back in.

Crystal grunted and Max was about to stop, worried that he hurt her. But in truth, it felt a little good for her and she relaxed as much as she could. Ten minutes later, Max was buried deep in her ass. And it definitely was a different feeling than her pussy.

A squeeze around his cock told him to get moving again and he got busy. He moved slowly at first but quickly gained speed and soon both were grunting from pleasure. It took a while, since he came moments ago, but he felt another eruption on the rise. As for Crystal, it was just the opposite for her. Her pleasure was continuing, as it was fading when they finished the first time, but it came back faster than before when Max started thrusting in her ass.

"Harder, Max! Harder!" she screamed.

"You asked for it," he said.

Immediately, she was skyrocketing as Max pounded her ass. The pleasure was uncontrollable, flowing all over her, in her, to the point that she came automatically and another squirt, though not as strong as before, came out of her. Not much later, Max came deep in her ass. Panting, sweaty and weak, they both lowered themselves to the floor as quick and careful as possible. Of course, Crystal was back up in half an hour, which was just when her phone rang.

"Hello," she answered.

"There's a villain in Atlanta robbing banks," Cherry informed. "Dot is already there but she needs help. Take the portal and get there."

"On it," Crystal confirmed, hanging up. To Max, she said, "We'll continue when I get back."

*****

Max was trying to get a report together over what had happened yesterday. A recent villain, named Vibes, has been appearing across the Midwest and was trying to make a name for himself. That was the short version. The long version is that a small town civilian was mysteriously imbued with sound based abilities and used them to killed his tormentors from college by 'bringing down the house' during their graduation ceremony.

Since then, the villain has been trying to go old school on banks and steal large amounts of money . . . with limited amounts of success. Thanks to Zipper, he wasn't able to get much, if he had any at all.

But yesterday was their most vicious battle. Yesterday, they became rivals. Vibes had the money and even defeated both Crystal and Dot, who both have problems with high frequency sound waves. But instead of escaping with the money, he demanded Zipper come and 'attempt' to beat him, as he put it. Zipper really didn't need to be encouraged any further.

Sensing the sound coming from his feet, Vibes attacked from a distance, keeping Zipper from getting too close, and even managed to catch him in a blast. But he couldn't leave the money behind and went to retrieve it and that's when Zipper made his move. Before Vibes could make a blast, Zipper knocked him down and simply ran him over. When he couldn't take it any longer, Vibes made a blast big enough to send everyone to the ground and flew off . . . without the money.

When Max was finished with the report, he went to the Recovery Wing to visit Crystal. Of course he didn't go empty handed. He had a miniature ice sculpture, a heart with an arrow on it, that he bought on short notice, hoping she'd know he missed her. Along with the sculpture, he had a box of sweets for her and some seafood for both her and Dot.

There were so many doctors and nurses bustling around with notes and documents that it took him a moment to find Dr. Walton among the bustling staff. Before he could walk up to her, plenty of nurses took the gifts off his hands and took them to their respective recipients.

"Hey Dr. Walton," Max greeted.

"Max! Hi, how are you?" she said, stepping away from the bustling doctors.

"I'm getting better," he admitted. "The real reason I'm here though is to see Crystal. Is she awake?"

"No," Dr. Walton replied. "And I can't let you sit by her side either. It's against the policy for agents to visit unconscious, injured patients. And it's not just because of the policy. If agents aren't at the scene of the crime to assist in rescuing citizens, plenty more people could die. Not only that, if we just let anybody come in, an assassin could try and take a patient's life. It's happened before. But overall, it'd be too crowded in here and there are enough people in here as it is, maybe more than enough."

"Well, is Commander Shinobay awake?" Max asked next. "I'm sure he'd be interested in the past week's events."

"Sure, he should be awake. If he's not, then come straight back," Dr. Walton said.

Max said he would as he went down the hallway to the Commander's room. Knocking, he stepped in when given permission and watched the Commander eating noodles and reading a book in a chair.

"Max, it's a pleasure to see you," Commander Shinobay greeted.

"It's good to see you're mobile," Max commented. "Should I take this as a sign that you'll be discharged soon?"

"Is it that bad?" Commander Shinobay inquired.

"It could be worse," Max admitted. "Truthfully, I'm finding problems that pose a threat more than the villains themselves."

"Jasper and his friends again?" the Commander guessed.

"Not this time," Max smiled. "I got them cleaning the mess after Zipper's fight with Vibes with their paychecks on the line."

"Impressive," the Commander praised. "What problems have you found?"

"Well, it's really one big problem," Max explained. "I've done some research after Vibes attacked those banks across the Midwest. Naturally, when Vibes was arrested, he was given a dose of Dr. Walton's power neutralizer so that he couldn't escape, and he was sent to one of the Isolated Islands to serve his sentence. However, it was never recorded of him being assigned a cell. Not only that, but he also escaped from the island and returned back to the Midwest."

"So the power neutralizer must've worn off," Commander Shinobay nodded. "I'll remind Dr. Walton to strengthen the doses."

"I don't think it's the doses," Max shook his head. "Those are working fine. I looked back into the attack against the tower and noticed that Ruthless was also involved in the attack. When she was defeated by Crystal a few day before that, she was administered the same dose and sent to one of the islands just like Vibes. However, she still escaped. There are no reports over these incidents, so I believe the agents transporting her were . . . killed."

"You think the villains are killing the agents when the doses wear off?" Commander Shinobay asked.

"If it's not that then there must be something else at work here," Max shrugged. "What we need is an up-to-date security system so that we can catch this on video."

"We have an up-to-date security system," the Commander frowned. "It even runs on solar panels, which was Solarium's idea, so we don't have to do overly frequent checkups. But, now that you mention it, it does seem weird that villains keep reappearing even though they've been neutralized."

"I'll look into it, Commander," Max said, leaving the Commander to enjoy his book and meal.

*****

Despite his persistence, Max had gotten nowhere. Everywhere he searched turned out to be a dead end. Every file he looked at was about something he already knew or something that had nothing to with what he was looking for. Absentmindedly, he started looking each of the villains' profiles. Even though they had no information regarding what he was looking for, his curiosity got the better of him and looked into their folders. He already looked through Vibes' profile, so he started with Ruthless.

Ruthless' profile stated that she was a member of a biker gang, but they didn't treat her as an equal. When she acquired her strength, by drinking toxic chemicals on a dare, she helped them defeat the rest of their rivals. However, knowing she was being used, she turned on her own biker gang and struck out on her own.

Asphalt's story was grittier to read. On his first job as a burglar, he wore construction clothes to blend in with the other workers while he waited for the cue to make his move. Unfortunately, while he was waiting, one of the actual construction workers accidentally dumped cement on him and he almost drowned. The city went ahead and cleaned him up but the chemicals they used caused the cement mixture to bond with Asphalt's skin and made him the villain he was today.

Mistress' profile was actually kind of sad. Her profile stated that she had a brain tumor growing in her skull, which resulted in her needing medical attention. The unfortunate thing was that her parents couldn't afford a professional doctor for surgery, so they had no choice but to let a university use her as a 'test' to see whether or not their students were ready for professional work.

They weren't.

One of the students working on her made a miscalculation and injured the young Mistress, resulting in the state taking her in. As the professional doctors operated on her during the surgery, Mistress' senses was suddenly overloaded, resulting in her ability to move objects and people with her mind. When she found out what she could do, she took 'revenge' on the doctors by killing them and anyone who tried to defend them.

The next profile was of Acrobat. Like Asphalt, he was another common criminal on the street. The only difference was that he got his hands on Osprey's flight tech and got an engineer to make a similar one with extra modifications. He immediately began framing Osprey of theft and murder until they met face to face. Fortunately for Osprey, they were matched in flight skills, but not in combat.

The next villain was of One-Eye. To Max's surprise, he and Ghost were on a special teams force together. While they were in pursuit of Dr. Genie, they fell into one of her traps involving a radioactive bomb. Rather than killing them, the explosion gave both of them the unnatural ability to go intangible, and Ghost to go invisible. However, One-Eye let the abilities go to his head and, when he recognized he wasn't getting the attention he wanted for the various missions he completed, he became a mercenary for Dictator Jones.

Pollen's profile stated that she was the daughter of a well known botanist who was conducting research over various plants. When she accidentally ate parts of the plants that was being researched, she grew sick and was given different medicines to treat the symptoms. However, the medicine and DNA of the plants merged together and gave her the ability to control plants however she sees fit.

Dr. Genie's profile was up next. It stated that she was a prodigy in science, going on to win awards for creating the Rapid Recovery Medicine. However, her profile soon reported that she grew an interest in science fictional creatures, and tried to make them in real life. Her experiments failed, of course, and she was soon on the run from the government, somehow remaining elusive from the government, even up to now, all the while creating more experimental failures that the government and rising heroes had to deal with.

The last profile was full of information about Dictator Jones, the first villain overall. The profile reported that Jones was mentally ill since birth, almost to the point where he was a couch potato. Not wanting to deal with him anymore, his parents let him be used as a test subject in an attempt to cure mental illness. To just about everyone's astonishment, it was proved to be successful . . . a bit too successful. Jones was cured of his mental illness with the side effect of being able to hear another individual's thoughts.

Cautiously, he expanded on his abilities throughout his life until he was kicked out by his parents because of his lack of responsibility. In retaliation, Jones put them in the same mental state he was in during his early childhood, but under a different name. Then he struck out on his own, using his ability to get money, power, fame, and plenty of females. Virtually, he was living the good life for a solid twenty years.

But with all the minds he was manipulating, he soon became the cause of his own downfall. Important information was given to the wrong person and his life was ripped from him without him even realizing it until it was too late. Furious at himself, Jones tried to become a serial killer, hoping to catch someone who had a relationship with the ones who took his life from him, but gave up after two years of failure. At the moment, he decided to reset his public image and publically announced himself as a villain whose intention was to become ruler of the United States and then the world.

It was evening when Max finished the profiles. He was still nowhere near getting information about the villains returning, but with their back story, it did help him realize that they weren't a bunch of one trick villains. 'They must be collaborating like how Dr. Genie and Dictator did in the past. I'll have to tell the Commander,' he thought, then took a look at the clock. 'Yikes, he'll blast me out the door if I tried to speak with him right now. I'll just have to tell him in the morning.'

Max left the meeting room and headed straight to his room. For the first time in the months he'd been here, Crystal was not sleeping in his room. The image of her screaming madly and Dot turning feral was burned in his mind and he stopped walking to his room. Instead he went back to doing research on how the villains were collaborating. He was so lost in thought that he went right past Ghost, who was intensely going over a document.

"Max! Max! You have to see this!" Ghost called.

"In the morning, Ghost," Max replied, going in one of the doors.

However, Ghost knew Max needed to know that, unfortunately, a new problem came up. He went through wall and stood behind Max looking through different files.

"Max, this is important," Ghost started.

"Then I'll bring it up first thing in the morning," Max said, not turning around.

"This can't wait until the morning," Ghost told him. "You need to know this now."

"Ghost, I'm doing research for Commander Shinobay," Max informed, restraining himself from yelling. "I highly doubt whatever you want to tell me is will assist me in getting answers for him, so please, tell me before we have our morning meeting. Thank you."

Ghost noticed the tone in his voice and backed off. His tone was the same as when Shell was, and kind of still is, when his family was targeted and killed. Only this time it was Max in Shell's place and Crystal in the place of Shell's family. Sighing, he relented and went to the meeting room. Once inside, he placed the document he had on the table where Max, until the Commander was released from the Recovery Wing, would sit.

The document stated that there was a gradual rise in male deaths across the country. From what one victim managed to report before dying, the killer mentioned Dictator Jones in a relative term. While it was vital information, other victims that survived the impromptu attacks had reported that they never saw the killer from any viewpoint. Without any other leads, the only thing that could be said about the attacks was that potential targets were between ages twenty and forty years old.

*****

Max woke in the file room, having drifted off to sleep from checking over the files for the past reports over villains' escapes. He didn't get anywhere. He checked the clock and saw that it was five, his now usual time when his body would automatically rise. Like a zombie, he walked the halls until he came to the elevator. Entering, he went to his floor and to his room. For some unexplained reason, Max was parched. Immediately, he got some water and rehydrated himself. That taken care of, he left and went to the cafes hoping they were open and that they served coffee.

They weren't open.

Grumbling, Max's only option was to go to one of the restaurants in the city and get coffee from there. Looking up the closest open restaurant, it was a fifteen minute walk away. 'It's not worth it,' Max thought. Apparently it was as he nearly tripped over his own feet when he turned to walk away. Embarrassed, even though no one was watching, he power walked to the restaurant and got his coffee.

*****

Crystal was back in shape after her rest yesterday. Being bed ridden really didn't suit her and she felt how Max felt when he first was in the Recovery Wing. She went to the meeting room where the other heroes and heroines were waiting. They were relieved that she was better and ready to go back into the field. The only thing that upset was that it wasn't Max that stood by her side, but Jasper, as if he had actually done Like her, Dot was also back in fighting condition. Her feral side was under control from what Crystal heard and she was ready to get her revenge.

But everyone was completely taken aback, including Jasper, when Commander Shinobay strolled in. He was all smiles, except when he looked at Jasper, and basked in the feeling of being back in position. The younger heroines (specifically Crystal and Hyper) squeezed him until he was forced to use his shield to push them back. Dot and Cherry was next and the heroes then stepped up to congratulate him on his recovery. All but Jasper was glad that he was back on his feet as he knew the Commander had some punishments in store for him.

"I want to get started with everything, but I also want to wait until Max comes in," the Commander announced when everyone was seated in. However, when he didn't show up twenty minutes later, the Commander was forced to send Crystal to bring him back since he knew she knew the best way to wake him up.

She went down to his floor and walked to Max's room. She didn't even have to knock as she pulled out a key Max entrusted to her. Unlocking the door, she called Max's name a few times but there was no answer. Undeterred, she went and searched each room thoroughly. The bedroom was mildly dirty with a few clothes here and there on the floor. The living room and bathroom was untouched though, but the kitchen was dirty with dirty dishes stacked on one another.

"He's not in his room," Crystal reported when she came back.

"Well, we have bigger problems to deal with right now," Commander Shinobay sighed. She sat in her chair as the Commander began the meeting. "A week ago, males started dying across the country. However, it wasn't due to gang wars or anything of that nature. Sources have said that males were receiving knife wounds, most being fatal, from the neck to their abdomen. Surviving victims have said that they never saw the attack coming, or the perpetrator responsible for the killings."

"I've already concluded that this villain has the ability of invisibility," Ghost added and the other heroes agreed.

"Which means it's going to be tougher to catch this villain," Cherry said.

"I'll handle her," Dot spoke up. "You can fool my eyes, but not my nose."

"Good, that takes care of that problem," the Commander nodded. "Now for the next problem . . ."

Before he could move on to Jasper and his misbehavior, Olivia, the receptionist that Max usually spoke to, came rushing through the doors.

"Commander, you have to see this!" Olivia practically yelled.

"We're in a meeting, Olivia," Commander Shinobay replied.

Even while he was saying that, she operated the table so that it could switch to the news station she had in mind. Immediately, the commander and the heroes crowded around her and watch what was being broadcasted on screen. Every villain and villainess, minus Vibes, was surrounding around fifty young men, each of who were tied up, in a dark room. Every young man had a hood over his head, preventing anyone from finding out their identity.