Chapter 34 The Night

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 34

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[Vega HQ]

Getting out of the cold shower i felt so much better. It had been a while since I last relaxed and enjoyed myself. If I weren’t mistaken, it would be before I received my powers and started down this long winding road. With that, I made a note to myself to take a nice long vacation as soon as I could.

Getting out of the shower, I dried off and pulled on one of my dark blue combat pants with another one of Natasha’s brand T-shirts. This shirt actually said Brand Natalia on the tag, but the outside said If Lost Return To Ororo. The brand Natalia and the front got a chuckle out of me, but I wore the shirt all the same.

Now that I was dressed, I waited for Felicia to get finished herself, but when she walked out of the locker room, I couldn’t help but laugh. Felicia’s shirt said Natasha’s hands-off, I shook my head at the shirt and its stylized writing on the front. Honestly, I had no clue when Natasha had gotten these done, but she must have put a lot of planning into it because everything was of high quality and seeing Felicia in a shirt I was certain that I wasn’t the only one she dressed.

Ignoring that thought of mine for a moment I showed Felicia towards the armory and staging area that we were going to use for the upcoming deal. When we arrived, all twenty of the delta team that I was going to give Felicia control over was here. And dammit they were having what appears to be a party.

“Dammit, Nora, why do you have your pants down with your ass out?” I asked, yelling over the music playing. Everyone paused, and I witnessed Salt placing a twenty in the man’s g string. “Damit Salt didn’t I just turn down a good time what’s going on here. Also Nora, why do you have a fucking thong on?”

“Oh the boys were saying that Salt had the best ass around, so I had to show the goods,” Nora replied as he pulled the bill out from around his waist.

“Come on boss-man this, and that’s different. You were getting ready to blow her back out, and this is just going to loosen us up before the big party.” Salt replied with a shrug.

“And what about the rest of you lot,” I asked around the room at the other eighteen people that were chuckling at Nora failing to find his actual underwear.

“Here kid,”

I heard Gunny’s gruff voice as he dropped his shroud holograms to place Nora’s underwear over his ears. Shaking my head at that, I looked at Gunny then followed him over to the table as he pulled up the plans for the party. When we got to the holo-table Felicia gave me a raised eyebrow, and I tried not to sigh.

“Don’t worry about him girlie. Let me introduce myself, the names Jeremy Charles, but people call me Gunny from my army days. That putz over there with his pants finally up is David Nora and the Marine next to him is Samatha Salt. And we will be your team leaders.” Gunny said quickly as he waved his arm to each person.

“So one of my team leaders is a stripper, and the other is a cockblocker.” Noted replied Felicia with a nod of her head. Everyone laughed at the comment while I shook my head. Nora received a glare from me as he came walking up to the table with his pants finally around his waist.

“Did you at least win the bet?” I asked the big six feet moron with a dopey grin on his face.

“Nope, I lost the bet of who’s who with the finest buns, but I at least made some money out of it,” Nora replied smoothly.

“Okay, all that and you still didn’t win,” Felicia asked as she tilted her head at him. “Who won then?”

“Nat!”

The whole room spoke up as one as if they were somehow in sync on the topic. This caused me to snort while Felicia rolled her eyes with the answer she received.

With the jokes and laughs out of the way, we were a lot looser and ready for the briefing and the upcoming action. The plan was simple yet flexible, allowing us to make changes when needed when Fisk brought out the big guns for the party. Nora was going to have Overwatch with his five on the southwest corner overlooking everything. Gunny had the perimeter with his five, and Salt had our backs with the rest.

With the plan laid out before us, it was time to get suited up in gear, and I had a major surprise for Felicia. For Felicia, I had created three different types of suits for her to wear. The first was the recreation of the Black Cat outfit because why not. The second suit was a more armored version, and the third was the heavy armor for taking on tanks because this is Marvel and you never know when something is going to come and fuck up your day.

Before I went to show Felicia the things I had made for her to wear. It was time to hand out the guns because Marines love guns. With me cracking the code behind the P.Y.M. particles I had taken the time to redo a lot of the weaponry that we use because why the hell not. If someone had access to shrinking tech and didn’t use it to pimp out their own people, then they have brain damage. There should be no reason why Hank’s Antman suit or his base should look so shitty in those movies I had seen before my death.

Morals or not, shrink down and take what you need to save your wife and loved ones. To bad for my enemies I didn’t have such moral dilemmas. I steal and blackmail to get my way, and if that doesn’t work, quick removal of the opposition always works.

Now for the new addition to our weapons loadout was the smart grenades that I had stolen right from Call Of Duty before my death. This grenade had a few functions by turning the dial on the top. I also had to keep them dummy-proof with the pull pin, but the dial on the top allowed you to pick your selection before pulling.

The smart functions were normal frag, the second was flash, the third was a ping system that used echolocation to locate people within one hundred feet of the grenades. The last two functions were an emp and smoke, but I wasn’t able to add in a homing function since the system already had too much packed into it.

From there, I placed the containers with the smart grenades and brought out the modified rail gun and its ammo. The rail gun got a barrel shortened down to a sixteen-inchs and with the new magnetic railing. It was now firing rounds at upwards of five thousand feet-per-second bringing it way past the standard muzzle velocity of the point fifty caliber rifle. With the barrel upgrade, every round fired was going through anything it hit. Then I also had to change the way the weapon fired.

The automatic fire was removed to keep people from squeezing the trigger and blowing their load. Granted the people who used these were Marines and they knew better, but precaution never hurt in the long run. The rifle now fired in semi-auto and single fire

The grip was now installed with a smart feature that I also took straight from Judge Dredd. That almost didn’t happen until Peter and I watched it on a double date night with the ladies in the movie room. The moment that the moron took the Judge’s gun and couldn’t use it gave me heart issues because the weapons that I created are far more deadly than what the Judge’s used.

That did give me more ideas about ammunition though, but for now, all I had created was volt rounds and the other standard rounds. There was a sticky round that I had in my labs still going through testing but so were plenty of others. Besides the ammo types, I also wanted to work on a gene that only we had for the weapons access over the gloves.

With the gloves passed out, the Marines looked at Gunny before he waved his hands and they reacted like trained animals all rushing for a rifle. Gunny laughed at this, but I could only shake my head.

“Pay them no attention kid, even though we have been working for you a while it’s always Christmas getting new toys that go boom,” Gunny told me as I watch him go over the rifle like a pro but since he did help me design it, of course, he would know the ins and outs before the rest, and it also helps we kept it as close to the M4 platform as we could.

“Well they are going to love this because I worked out the kinks in the accelerator suits,” I said while pressing a few buttons on my holo-tablet.

“What type of accelerator suit?”

Someone asked me from the side, but when I looked, it wasn’t Felicia, but Salt who asked the question. Not answering I showed her the hologram of the suit which gained me a whistle from the female Marine.

“Boss that looks like robocop took steroids.” Salt said as she looked over the hologram.

“Do I keep my promises or what. Besides replacing that arm, you lost, I told you working with me would come with all the best toys in the world.” I told her as I walked over to the wall that was turning around to show the suit.

“Look alive folks because I will only say this once,” Gunny yelled over the crowd as we stood next to the suit on display. “This here is the delta six accelerator suit.”

“What does it accelerate?” Someone asked.

“You obviously that’s why it’s a suit. It makes you run harder and hit faster. With this suit, you’re the new Captain America, but that’s for later. For now, you’re all going to enjoy the nanocarbon weave armor with the new Combat Assistance System that we had installed for the helmets. Impress me tonight, and you could be wearing this suit before the weeks out.” Gunny yelled and then pressed the button to turn the display case back around.

“So what am I going to wear to this fancy party?” Felicia asked as she poked a finger into my side.

“Oh, you’re going to like this come with me,” I told her as I walked towards another section of the armory. On this side of the armory I had some of the goodies that I had prepared for tonight. “Ta-da!”

With a wave of my hand in front of the wall. Three suits that I had prepared for Felicia came out.

The first suit which was the one with the least amount of armor was the full Black Cat leather suit. This had a utility belt around her waist that had the Vega Particles built-in for all the gadgets she could ever need. On both of the forearms going from wrist to elbow was the white fur, the same that went around the neckline. The shoes came in a pair of comfortable action heels as Natasha called them or flats whatever she would like to wear.

The domino mask that she wore also got an upgrade with a computer lense that synced with the utility belt to bring the normal leather suit into the twenty-first century. Felicia whistled when she looked at the upgraded catsuit before her, but I had a smirk on my face because that was only the appetizer.

“That’s nothing Cat,” I said as I waved my hand to bring out the second suit. “How about more armor?”

The second suit that came out was more of a mix between armor and leather. The normal catsuit was underneath interlocking plates that covered the chest and back. The interlocking plates went over both shoulders and down to the forearms and the outer edges had her white to go with her normal black and white look. This entire suit had an interlocking nano muscle carbon fiber’s running beneath the top layer adding in more strength for the wearer.

The forearms had hard casings made out of my adamantium metals with smart computers built-in, but the wrist and arms could lock together to keep the hand from breaking during action moments. The fingertips each had nano sharp nails made of a mixture of diamonds and adamantium. The knees each had coverings with support to keep from damage during fights, and they could also interlock with the covering for the shins and calves.

I had also covered the stomach part with interlocking plates since I didn’t leave the front zipper on this one so that Felicia could pull it down as low as she liked. The back had a spinal support system with another advanced computer miniaturized and built-in for the computer system installed into the suit.

“You really went overboard with my costume,” Felicia said as she walked up and pressed the button for the suit to spin so that she could see the whole thing.

“I protect those on my side,” I replied with a shrug.

“I noticed but how will I be able to get around?, I don’t notice those web-shooters the others use.” Felicia asked as she looked over the suit.

“Grappling hook built into the forearms on this mark two suit and the other is in the utility belt of the mark one suit,” I said as I held up the mannequin’s forearm to show Felicia where the hooks came out from. Then I showed the hip holster of the added items that I also made to go with this suit. A few tracking cats for when she decides to go out and pull off a heist.

“So what will you wear?” Felicia asked me as she turned around to look me up and down with a slow smile going across her face.

“You will see, actually everyone has something to wear,” I replied nodding towards the team changing into their combat gear. The modiss of dress was combat pants and boots with a high-tech flack jacket. The flack jacket was something I made using the Vega particles and nanotech.

When someone tapped the red bat over the heart and said the words team red. The Flack jacket would burst into motion to cover the person wearing it in a nanotech suit that covered them from the neck down. Everything I could think of was built right into the flack jacket and its nanotech support systems.

“What the what!” Felicia exclaimed as she watched everyone get dressed like they were the Power Rangers.

“Cool right?” Salt said from next to Felicia as she placed her own flack jacket on and then zipping it up. “Bossman calls it catom tech.”

“Nano robotics that creates armor or other things when given the right commands and programming,” I replied as I took my flack jacket from Gunny as he held it out for me.

“And what do I have to go get dressed in a changing room?” Felicia asked as she turned to look at me.

“Nope, press your hand to that hand print aperture next to both of your suits, and it will register to you. Then when they changed into the flack jacket say Black Cat.” I replied to Felicia as I pointed out where she should place her hand.

The suits pulled back into the wall as a flak jacket in black and white came popping out another hole. Although the flack jacket was made of catom tech, I would have to get Felicia to try out the actual suits I had made for her. Since I had made the suite for display, it would still be nice to see her in leather.

“I make this look good. Wait what’s wrong with the zipper?” Felicia asked as the zipper failed to go over her mounds.

“You don’t need to zip it all the way up” Salt replied with a shake of her head, but I did notice the glare she gave Felicia’s chest before walking away.

“Password is Black Cat now that its synced to you.” I told Felicia then tapped my own red bat logo “Red Hood.”

Out of my flack jacket flowed catoms to cover me from my neck down to my feet. The Natalia brand shirt I was currently wearing was covered with a nano-structure armor with a large bat logo over my chest. Down my arms flowed liquid metal as it covered every inch of my arms plating me in armor over my forearms and the back of my hands. Each of my fingers were covered in a glove made of nano tech, the change I had made from the last time I was wearing this was located on my forearms.

Since I was doing the Red Hood thing alongside my hero work as LightSpeed, I decided to go with a more Batman look and added the ninja arm guards to my suit. Now I was looking more of a cross between a commando and a ninja.

“Ohh mama like’s,” Felicia said as she looked me up and down. Before I could say anything, she tapped the cat mark on her chest. “Black Cat mark two.”

Then I watched as her clothing changed into the second suit variant that was a mix between the full armor and light armor versions. She looked even better than I thought she would, damn.

The flak jacket Felicia wore changed into liquid metal as it covered her body from head to toe. Felica was looking good enough to eat, but I had to wait for after everything was finished before I could eat this kitty cat.

Felicia took the cat scrunchy out of her hair, fluffed her hair and put it back up in a ponytail. Once Felicia placed her hair up in a ponytail, she turned and gave me a wink.

Before I brought up my helmet, I held my hand out with a little surprise for Felicia.

“Here, this is a neural connector that only my inner circle can get their hands on,” I said to Felicia as I held out a small case with a small device shaped like a capital C and the size of a dime.

“What is this for?”

“It’s a neural connector that allows you to command all of our devices with your mind, super-advanced and you can’t get it on the market anywhere,” I replied with a shrug. “It’s the key to using the C.A.S. built into your suit without typing up commands. All you have to do is think it and it will do it. Place it behind your ear”

“Thanks,” Felicia popped as she took the neural reader out of my hand and placing it behind her ear. “So, will we be expecting underoos tonight to break this party up?”

“Nope,” I popped back. “I sent him out on a date with his girlfriend since he has been spending all his time in the labs.”

“Ohh that’s devious,” Felicia replied with a smirk on her face. “So when do you plan to show a girl a good time.”

“Aren’t I about to do that now?” I asked back with a smile of my own. “I even made you such fancy toys.”

Felicia quirked her eyebrows at me then pulled me in for a searing kiss. As our tongues dueled, we heard the team doing the wolf whistle behind us.

“Alright you hormonal teenagers leave them be and load up, and Desantos check that damn weapon.”

Felicia released me and followed along behind Salt and the rest of the team heading towards the hidden exit out of the underground area. When we got to the garage, the team got into an armored personnel carrier that had a holo system that made it look like another bread truck on the road, but I had Felicia wait because I had something for us to ride in style.

If I was going to walk around with the Red Hood monicor then I was going to damn well drive in style. With a heavy vroom from the dark shadows, my ride started up, causing everyone to stop and take a look. Slowly out of the shadows drove my baby the batmobile, but no not just any batmobile; this was a recreation of the Arkham Knight batmobile.

Fully armor-plated from front to back with a custom made engine that ran eight slim custom four feet seven-inch tires made of kevlar. Putting out more than twelve hundred horsepower but the weight kept the top speed down to two hundred miles per hour which had me down. Then when I tried it on a private track, the batmobile snapped out a zero to sixty in two point five seconds so that balanced the weight and speed for me. I watched as the sixty-millimeter railgun rifle on top compacted and moved to backslide into the frame.

“Is that an anti-material rifle on top?, Oh my gosh, boss, you have to let me drive that, please!” Nora exclaimed loudly from where he stood by the door to the A.P.C.

“Nope, this baby is all mine,” I said as the canopy opened up to allow three people to get in.

“Alright, folks leave the shiny new toy alone,” Gunny yelled over the gaggle of Marine’s

“Cat your riding shotgun, and Salt get over here you’re our third,” I told Felicia then turned to yell for Salt.

Without another word, I hopped right into the driver’s seat and began to strap myself in with the four-point harness. Salt to the middle back seat under the cannon while Felicia took the one right next to me.

“Talk to me Overwatch.”

“Everything is operational sir,”

I listened to Alfred as I watched the checklist for the systems go across my screen. There were news updates, police traffic and so much more. I was even given the feed of Peter going on his date. The other feed was of Fisk leaving his tower with his lackeys following.

“So what can this thing do?” Felicia asked as she buckled herself into her seat.

“Everything,” I quipped as I punched it into high gear.

With a whop from Felicia and Salt, we rushed out of the base in high gear. This was a super-powered electric engine running on a power core created from a speed force particle, so there were no fuel issues to worry about. With a drift, we slid around the corner leading up towards the exit, and since we were still in the wide tunnels, I followed the drift up the wall.

“Yeah!” Felicia whooped some more as I did three more circles before settling back down onto the road. Sprinting down the route to the open-air we hit a groove going well over eighty miles per hour. The coming exit was fast approaching, but there was no one on the other side of the false wall leading out.

Though the windshield was polarized and could darken with a thought, it wouldn’t be good having this race tank spotted on the streets. So with a thought, I enacted the hologram to make us appear to be driving a normal S.U.V.

With a jump we blasted into the open air; this was such exhilaration. I listened to the two whoops with joy before we felt the wheels touch down. The private parking lot that I bought and used for the exit was empty just the way I like it. I drifted the batmobile in a circle and brought us to a stop as we waited for the team to come topside.