Play Testers Wanted Pt. 05

"Sweet!" I said just before Shuri's bracelet lit up indicating she had a message from the embassy.

"I have to go!" Shuri told me which was followed up by a dick hardening kiss. "Call me!" She dressed and headed for the exit.

"I got you girlfriend." Steph said and opened a portal right to the Wakandan Embassy. "Well shit! When it rains. Later Ghost, take care of yourself." She vanished as she answered a mystical call for help.

"Want to get a drink and a bite to eat?" Widow asked.

"Sounds great!" I agreed to her offer.

We shared a shower that lasted longer than expected. After drying off and dressing Widow led me outside the Sanctum Sanctorum where her motorcycle waited. I'll be honest, I've never ridden on one before. We got quite a few looks as we raced to the Bronx. I was behind her with my arms around her waist. We pulled a drift maneuver changing the bike's orientation so that we could drive into a narrow gap between two apartment buildings. Widow parked at the end of the dead-end alley. There were no visible doors or accesses that I could see. Natasha approached one of the blank walls and placed her hand over a pale brick. A small aperture opened and only the man's eyes could be seen.

"Password?" He asked.

"These aren't the droids you are looking for." Natasha replied.

The hologram covering the door vanished as the doorman opened the heavily reinforced door. Widow and I walked in and I flinched when I saw who the occupants were.

"Welcome to the Bar with No Name." She stated with a sweep of her arm. "Hey guys!"

"Mystique!" The assorted villains called out as the shapeshifter dropped her disguise.

"Twice!" I snapped.

"Normally I wouldn't give you bragging rights bud, but damn you know how to make a girl happy!" Mystique declared for all to hear. "Kiss me!" She growled as she pressed close and laid a lip lock in front of everyone assembled. "Damn, you take my breath away!"

'Your notoriety score has been raised by 50 pts. Trophy earned: Shagging the Shapeshifter.'

"Ghost Fire!" Several of the bad guys hollered. "Welcome dude! Sit back and relax."

"Hold the fuck on!" A scarlet clad mercenary called out as reality began to warp and change. "Who the hell is this guy?" Deadpool asked. "How am I not the protagonist? Yo! Lost Boy! What gives?"

"Sorry DP, this is Ghost Fire's story." The voice of the narrator said from all directions and none at the same time.

"Cool special effect, but why did you wait so long to introduce me? I am a headliner!" Deadpool stated using the same mysterious voice. "See, I can do that too!"

"Fourth wall breaks are so yesterday." The narrator fired back.

"Oh man!" Deadpool pouted as he slunk off and the scene continued.

"Two number fives," Mystique ordered a meal for the two of us. "What do you want to drink?"

"Soda is fine." I said. "Wow, look at all of this stuff!"

The walls were covered with photos and memorabilia from famed battles between villains and heroes. Mystique shadowed me silently as I walked around looking at the pictures and shards of armor, weapons, and even one of Thor's teeth or so they claimed.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked and she laughed. "And why aren't they," I gestured to the other patrons, "trying to murder me to death?"

"Some of them are your fans. A few even follow your exploits on Reddit." Mystique informed me with a genuine smile. "That doesn't even cover the fan fiction that is out there. As to why I brought you here is because I am leaving, and I wanted you to know in case something happens."

"Know what?" I asked and her steely exterior cracked.

"I like you Ghost, quite a bit in fact. It isn't just the mind-blowing sex, though that is a huge part of it. Something is going on and I have to head back home." Mystique explained with the most serious expression I've seen on a person's face.

"What's going on and where are you going?" I asked and she gestured to the big screen television.

The banner at the bottom of the screen read, 'Brutal murders plague the city of Doomstadt.' The man on the screen was none other than Jakob Gorzenk, the Latverian ambassador to the United States.

"President Von Doom has been called back home. I'd like to thank the generosity and amiable companionship of his friends and admirers in your great country." He said reading from a prepared statement. The assembled villains broke out into laughter and I didn't catch most of the next bit. "...savage murders."

"Tell me you aren't going back to track down a murderer." I said and that's when she took out a dark metal cylinder from her hip. "What's this?"

"A computer." She said. "Just tug on the tab to pull out the screen. Think of it as a techno-scroll."

I tugged on the tab that was sticking out and pulled until the screen was out as far as it could go.

"Whoa! How cool is that?!" I exclaimed as the screen lit up once it was all the way out. A series of faces were displayed and while many of them were strangers a few were individuals with powers or the high-tech equivalent. "This isn't good." The images continued and I saw crime scene photos as well as autopsy images. "Damn! What the hell did that?" I cursed seeing the mutilated corpses.

"That is what I am going to find out. Considering the vast array of security measures in place and the fact that this guy... this thing... is killing and leaving little trace. M3 is being recalled." She said taking back the computer. "Watch your back Ghost. Let's eat and talk about better times."

Clearly, she was concerned about her own safety. We shared a small table in the corner. She went into graphic detail how great the elevator sex had been for her. She did it as a dare from one of the other members of M3. The archer dared her to take me on one on one. It wasn't until after we had fucked that Mystique had learned the other had meant in combat.

"Man, I wish I knew about your second cock that first time." Mystique growled. "I probably would have lost control and revealed my true nature."

"Have I seen the real Mystique?" I asked and she nervously chewed her lower lip.

"Yes, and I've seen the real you. A dark elf and a man out of legend." She stated her eyes wide and excited. "I feel so damn lucky. When I come back, I'll teach you how to shift. I'll take you under my wing boy toy."

I was by far her favorite plaything. I chalked that up to a job well done and told her so. That earned me a laugh and it was when that I caught a brief glimpse behind her adamantium walls. She was under a massive amount of stress. Whether it was Doom or the threat she was heading towards I couldn't tell.

My paranoia kicked in and I felt this could be an emotional trap. When I tried to touch her surface thoughts I ran into her other wall. Her mind was protected just like her emotions. She smiled when she detected my probe.

"You have a soft touch Ghost." She purred. "Xavier would snatch you up in a heartbeat."

"I had to see if you were telling the truth or not." I explained as I withdrew. "What are you facing? Maybe we could brainstorm?"

"Butchered corpses, use of high energy weapons, advanced stealth capabilities, and a murderous rage." She listed off what most of the killings had in common.

"What do you mean by advanced stealth?" I asked and she explained.

"He or she is able to defeat the network of sensors and cameras that Dr. Doom has all over Latveria. It is impossible to walk the streets of Doomstadt without being observed, and yet this man kills without any video or sensor surveillance witnessing it. That is why Doom is returning to Latveria. His people are scared and ready to revolt, doombots or not, and I don't blame them."

"What about the doombots, have they gone untouched? Aren't they there to maintain order?" I asked and she frowned.

"Oh, the first casualty was a doombot. It went offline and was never recovered." She stated and gave me an angry look when I smiled. "Why the hell are you smiling?"

"You are looking at this the wrong way. Don't think of the assassin as a murderer, think of him as a hired thug. Let's say someone came up to you and M3 and wanted to hire you to cause chaos in Latveria. How would you go about attacking the situation?"

"I would be cautious knowing just how well defended and paranoid Doom is. I'd have to have something that his technology couldn't deal with. Magic! Okay. I'd use magical invisibility to sneak in and... OH! I see what you mean. If I was clever enough, or one of my team was tech savvy I'd grab a doombot since it was based off Viktor's technology. It might even give me a backdoor into his network. Once that was breached my entire team could move around undetected. I could turn the sensors off or on or just keep them from alerting when I was around. You are brilliant!"

"It is what I would do. Though the killings show one cold blooded motherfucker. Whoever it is he or she has few codes of conduct." I stated and waited for her rebuttal.

"Code of conduct?" She asked more intrigued than angry.

"If you wanted to really stir shit up, you'd cross lines and show off your kills for the public to find. Your actor or actors want to let the fear simmer until it reaches a panic level and then they'll really apply pressure. None of the victims are extremely young or old, yet."

"I see what you mean. He is taking out the fittest so that others will feel powerless. Makes sense. I have a plane to catch..." She informed me as I grabbed her by the wrist and drug her towards the restrooms.

I was kissing her as my back hit the men's room door. We couldn't exactly get naked so we did the best we could. Mystique lost her panties while I freed my erection. I picked her up and set her on one of the sinks. She spread her legs as wide as she was able. I slid into her soaked pussy and began thrusting.

"Oh yeah!" She gasped as I slowly picked up speed. "That's the ticket! Who do you want me to be?"

"What?" I asked as I stopped cold.

"I can be anyone you want." Mystique said locking eyes with me. "Tell me what you want." She explained as I pulled out of her angrily. "Wait! NO!" She cried out as I yanked her off the sink, spun her around, and bent her over. "What is wrong?! IRK!! Both?!"

"I want you!" I snarled in her ear as I grabbed her by her hair, tilted her head up so she could see her reflection. "I want this!" I growled as I pounded her pussy and ass at the same time. "Look at that expression... look how your eyes roll up in your head. Hear how loud we are when my balls slap your pussy." I exclaimed as I whispered in her ear pushing deep with my cocks and voice. "You belong to me!" I commanded using Kiai Jutsu slipping under her psychic defenses I had already weakened in the elevator. "Say it!" I demanded.

"I belong to you!" Her voice came out low and dreamy. "Coming!" She howled as she climaxed.

'Notoriety score has increased 75 points! Trophy earned: Voyeur Bait.'

"Let 'em watch!" I told her as I snatched her off her feet and fucked her standing up. "I like feeling you helpless in my grasp."

"I love having both your cocks buried in me Ghost!" Mystique surrendered completely.

'New shape for Mystique unlocked. Display?'

Hell yeah! Her form blurred and while her skin and basic shape remained the same her costume and other accessories were drastically different. The cerulean skinned mutant was now sporting a bright red

ball gag in her mouth, a leather bondage outfit including a collar, wrist and ankle restraints, as well as rope binding her legs open leaving her vulnerable.

"I like your new look my pet." I moaned in her ear as I slow fucked her. "Check it out." I said as I turned her to face the mirror. "It suits you. You can see my cocks in your holes... see!"

"MMMMHHMMMM!!" She whimpered behind her gag.

"I'm getting close. I want you to know how much I adore the real you." I growled as I pounded her as hard as I could. "Time to wrap up our little goodbye kiss." I warned her. "Can I cum inside of you?"

"MMMMHMMM!" She begged as she squeezed me with her internal muscles.

We both cried out when I climaxed. Her body bucked as my loads pulsed inside of her. Her costume switched back as I set her down and regretfully pulled out. She dropped and licked both clean. My stamina bar was refilling but she had to go. I zipped up and she dressed. I hugged her close as she whispered in my ear.

"Remember my warning Ghost. Watch your back. You've embarrassed Viktor twice now and in very short order. You are on his radar."

"Once you finish this mission come on back for another elevator ride." I told her as she planted a goodbye kiss on my hungry lips. "Call me." I said handing her my card. "That frequency is good for a month after that I have to change it."

"Thanks Ghost!" She said as she left.

I watched her walk away. Damn! I followed her out and I caught several of the others watching her too. I chuckled and carried our dishes and placed them on top of the trash can with the others. I was about to leave when the bartender waved me over.

"Hey Ghost, is it okay if I call you Ghost?" He asked and I looked him over.

"Short cropped hair, ruby colored lenses in your glasses, but I must be wrong. You should be sporting a few extra arms." I said and he laughed.

"I should be indeed." He said and pulled up his t-shirt revealing the scars, the scars where the cybernetic limbs had been surgically removed. "You can thank Nicolas Fury for those. It was under his orders that they butchered me. They fear me and so they should."

"Easy doc," one of the patrons called out in a soothing voice. "Remember your heart."

"You have a heart condition?" I asked and Otto Octavius lowered his head in defeat.

"The idiots!" He growled and then forced down the rage. "They removed my limbs and when they were butchering me a sliver from the torso housing entered my bloodstream and damaged my heart. It isn't like they are going to give me a heart transplant. I am researching how to clone my own tissues to repair the damage. It would not only benefit me but thousands of others as well."

"Don't give up." I said and that took him by surprise. "I know you don't want pity or sympathy so kick this thing in the ass and become stronger for it."

"That's why you are so damn popular Ghost," Otto said. "That and all the fine ladies you've nailed." He continued as he gestured, and a holographic screen appeared. "The ones with a colored star are confirmed kills as it were. The ones with just a star shaped outline are high possibility. The ones with a question mark are the members' wish list."

"The stars are color coded." I noted.

"Gold stars are super powered vixens. Silver stars are celebrities or nonpowered relatives to superheroes. The black stars were ones thought to be impossible." Otto explained and I saw that I had two black stars. One was Princess Shuri and the other was Spider Gwen or as they knew her Ghost Spider. "Only a madman would provoke the Black Panther by fucking his sister. As for the Ghost Spider, we thought for sure that Spiderman would have tagged her before this. She's just so damn innocent... well was so damn innocent." No wonder my notoriety was so damn high. The villains were tracking my love life.

"Let's check out the wish list." I chuckled as I picked out the ones I liked. "Mary Jane Watson, definitely worth the effort. Scarlet Witch, yeah. Captain Marvel... Jean Grey... Storm... X23... Tigra... Rogue... Enchantress... A great list but I doubt they'd look twice at me. So, what can I do for you Doc?" I asked Doctor Octopus.

"Two things, since Mystique brought you here that counts as one person that vouched for you to become a member of the No Name crowd." He explained and then raised his voice. "Who would like to advocate for Ghost Fire?" I heard multiple chairs squeaking as their owners stood up. "Well now, that has to be record." Doc said.

"Wow! Thank you." I said as I turned to see all the members standing for me.

"The motion is accepted and carried. Welcome to the Ordo Reliqua or the Order of Rest. This is just one of a dozen safe houses scattered across the planet for the likes of us. If you are on the run or just need a quiet place to sleep. We are here for you."

A menu popped up so that I could chose the level of membership. I saw the prices and then how much coin I had accrued in the game so far besides the ill-gotten money I had borrowed. I hadn't had to spend much until now, so I went with a lifetime membership and paid the one-time fee. It left me somewhat poor but if things went well, I could drop some loot and restock that. I skimmed my inventory and almost choked when I saw how much I could get for selling the 20 vibranium arrows I still had. Maybe Shuri would be willing to make something for me. Otto gave me my membership card and the access code so that I could get the everchanging passwords for the front door.

'Trophy earned: One of the Guys.'

'New Armor Skin Unlocked: The Black Order.'

Ooh! Since I already had my inventory opened, I swiped over to my armor and the various skins. The new one was highlighted with a glittering icon as well as two others. The DLC had added them without alerting me. The statistics were the same this was just cosmetic. I liked the Black Order design and color scheme. It screamed villain or at the least someone not to be fucked with. I looked at the other two. One of them was entitled Dark Elf Weave. It was a nice blend of fantasy armor and high tech. I liked that one a lot, but it might be a bit too obvious about my dark elven ancestry. I didn't want Loki or another visiting Asgardian getting wind of what I was. The other skin was a sleek suit very similar to Spiderman's symbiote suit except that the textures had a definite arcane feel to them. I recognized the shadow runes highlighting the gloves, boots, hood, and mask. I changed into that and saw that the Helm of Anubis took on a new and startling design. Instead of a fierce visage of the Jackal God it was a swirling shadowy miasma and at its heart a blazing ebony flame. As cool as it was the effect of the black fire aspect on those around me was profound. They were afraid of me. I would save that for a boss battle or another guise. I went with the Black Order skin and the change was dramatic. While wearing it the villains looked even more favorably upon me. Good. Even my weapon got a new skin while I wore this armor. It was a little longer, the once bright pieces were had a more bone colored shade to it. I liked the subtle changes.

A sudden roar of approval caught my attention and several of the patrons were cheering at the large screen TV. I walked over and I flinched. The banner below read amateur video of battle footage between Thor, Doctor Strange, Ghost Fire, and Baroness Mordo. I felt stunned seeing my name plastered there with the likes of Thor and Doctor Strange. I did get to see what happened when I handed over the relic to Steph. To my delight the thunder from Mjolnir drowned out Dormammu's words. The reporter misinterprets it as Dormammu being Thor's ancient enemy not me. That was a close call.

"Ghost... Ghost... Ghost!!" The patrons chanted.

"Way to go bud!" Sandman roared while slapping me on the back. "You really saved our asses out there."

"Yeah," The Rhino added. "Humans taking over is one thing, but demons hell no!"

"Us humans have to stick together," The Lizard stated and then continued. "You know what I mean damn it!" As the others laughed, I bought a round of drinks.

I had a few with them before I felt that anxious itch to get moving. I thanked them for the drinks and the membership. Who knew I might just need a quiet place to lie low in the future? It was time to get to work. I looked at my list of active quests and found that two of them led to Latveria. I checked my skills and abilities. Was I ready to take on someone like Doom? No guts no glory. I needed a lift to Eastern Europe, or I could try and smooth things over with Mister Fantastic. I hated having Reed Richards angry with me. It was like the proverbial Sword of Damocles hanging over my head.