I'm Here to Halp! A Juggernaut's Tale

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

I'm Here to Halp! A Juggernaut's Tale 01:
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The beginnings of a new tale.
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Disclaimer:
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There will be a lot of death, destruction, and general calamities as this big goofball does his best to save the worlds he cherishes most, never truly realizing that he might just be making things worse.
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Probably no lewds though. Just some good old fashioned violence and some dark themes that may not be suitable for children.
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Reader discretion is advised.
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It was a long day. He had worked his heart out at his company, doing a bit of construction on a new set of chairs for the office just to help out the boss for a bit, and all the tools fell down the elevator shaft when the old thing broke and got stuck open just as he left it.

He had been told it was his fault for overloading it, but the elevator was old and cranky, and it was a manual one at that. So, he didn't really think he could be blamed for it in the end.

Still, he managed to rush down the stairs to a home-depot about a block away and pick up the tools he needed to make the chairs, rush all the way back up the stairs with the new toolbox, and help build the chairs they needed for the office setup they were making.

All that made for real tired work, so when he went home, he found himself conking out on the bed right away. But his dreams were kinda funny.

You see, normally he always dreamed about things like saving people with super speed or super strength, or using super durability to take a blow meant for the heroes he liked and shrug it off with a smile. This time however, he also dreamed about causing a lot of mayhem and chaos by breaking things as he did so, and he found he didn't mind.

So long as he could help people, he was happy in the end. After all, that was what insurance was for, right?

Still, he should probably respond to the Demon God guy that was standing in front of him at this point. It would be kinda rude to just ignore him.

"You know, I really didn't think I was gonna be meeting a god when I hit the hay after work today," a large man with dark hair and big brown eyes grinned, holding out a hand to the Demon God in front of him.

"I am Cyttorak," the being claimed, a light smile on their face.

"Yeah, uh, nice to meet you and all, but what do you want me to do?" the large man asked, scratching his head with a confused expression.

"I have come to offer you a covenant, Cain Night," the Demon God explained, but he had no idea what that meant. "Become my avatar and offer destruction in my name, and my powers will be yours to fulfil your greatest desires!"

"Uh, what?" Cain asked, not entirely sure what he was being offered in the first place.

The demon god sighed, pinching his nose in frustration. "I will give you the strength you need to do anything you want to do, like going to the worlds in your stories, so long as you smash things for me," he told the muscular man with a nod towards him.

"So… if I wanted to, I could use your powers to be a hero? I could save people in my favorite stories as long as I break things around me too?" Cain asked, his mind filled with the possibilities of how he could do such a thing.

"…Yes, you can be a hero," the Demon God nodded, his form wavering for a moment. "Do you accept my offer?"

"Oh yeah, it's all coming together now," Cain grinned, shaking the Demon God's hand with his own and feeling the power flow through him in response.

"Then go, enjoy your new life as a hero of destruction, and live the life you desire," he grinned. "Just remember, you may never accept a power other than my own that you do not take by force or otherwise truly earn," he smirked.

"Uh, how do I get to the firs—" the Demon God tossed him through time and space, his up becoming left and his down becoming inside out as he flew.

But even as he did so, Cyttorak's true form flashed in his mind, and he kinda looked like an alien squid from that one game, uh, Helldivers 2, but red instead of purple, and absolutely massive.

"Seems like a nice enough guy though," Cain nodded to himself as he flew through the void. "Maybe this will be kinda fun."

After a moment he smiled, "I even get to help people. That's pretty great!"

Eventually, he broke through the barrier between worlds and smacked into something on his way down. He wasn't ashamed to admit he panicked upon seeing himself in mid air, face to face with a giant ugly angel thing of some sort. He immediately called on the warmth of Cyttorak's power within himself by instinct, and was covered in a massive suit of power armor — only to be flung around the battlefield like a wrecking ball.

Some of the heroes panicked as building after building was smashed by his armored body, leaving him confused and disoriented for the entire thing. By the time she had stopped throwing him around and left, they had surrounded the area in a massive barrier and started building a dome so that no one could get out.

He was a bit tired though, so he didn't think anyone would really mind if he just took a nap where he lay. Or something. He'd figure it out when he didn't feel like he was going to throw up in his new armor.

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After a quick nap, he woke up to the sounds of someone trying to pull his armor off of him for some reason. He simply brushed the very desperate man off, before he decided that it was a good time to figure out exactly where and when he was.

"Hey uh," he looked at the man that was hanging off his armored arm and trying to bite it for some reason. "You know where we are?" he asked, not really expecting much from a man that had clearly gone rabid.

"Ga grea ha da gru!" the raggedy man replied, screaming incoherently as he tried anything to get into the armor.

"That's not gonna work buddy," Cain sighed, walking with him and pulling him off of his armor gently.

Well, he tried to be gentle, but the man managed to twist himself in half as he was pulled away.

Cain sat there for a good minute, shocked and unable to process for a while before moving on aimlessly, looking for any indication of what world this was. He was pretty sure it was Worm so far, based on the fact that he had been tossed around by a massive ugly angel-thing with unevenly placed wings, but he didn't want to make any calls on that quite yet in case he was wrong.

Well, that was until he was smacked upside the head with a sign of sorts. One that said Canberra right on it.

And then came face to face with a whole bunch of those strange rabid zombie-like people running around killing others with wide eyes and feral snarls. This was not his day.

"Oh god, this is just," Cain looked at the corpse of what used to be just a crazy man and made a decision. "I'm gonna have to put them down aren't I? For their own good."

He grimaced. "It would be better than living like this at least, right?"

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When he had said he was going to have to put them down, he wasn't really feeling like it had to be the only way. He punched buildings and wrecked them to make himself feel better about it, and help train his newfound strength, but he still felt like absolute garbage every time someone random came up to him with half-functioning tech, laser beams coming from their asses, or even acid breath to try getting him out of his armor for them to harm. Mostly because he was unable to stop them or reason with them without killing them.

Still, as he did this, he noticed something strange. He had started being able to tell exactly which ones were Ziz bombs and which ones weren't, not due to how reasonable they were, but because he had fully committed to removing all the Ziz bombs from the world and gained a sixth sense for where all of them were.

On top of this, he felt like he was growing stronger — better — with every building he broke and every Ziz bomb he killed.

It definitely made him feel a lot better to know which ones were incurably broken even so. He felt like he could ignore the rest really and simply run away if needed.

After all, he tended to outrun pretty much anything they had in a straight line, and could basically ignore their attacks. Especially if he was moving, because once he started moving he had yet to find something that could make him stop against his will.

From high-tech bullets to busses, and even improvised explosives, nothing got past his armor, simply bouncing right off. Even powers that were supposed to stick him in place like glue, or burn him alive with napalm had absolutely zero effect on him whatsoever. And since he didn't need to eat, sleep, breathe, or use the restroom, he could stay in his armor as long as he liked!

Of course, he could even redirect his own kinetic energy and use it to jump really high, or punch that much harder when he needed to. Something he made use of to help him with the bigger Ziz bombs a lot. Especially those that had really durable bodies.

Unfortunately, he didn't think there was any way to save the actual Ziz bombs though. Nothing he could do to fix them at least. And he couldn't trust the people of this world to fix Ziz bombs. They clearly didn't know how!

But hey, at least if he killed them, they could stop suffering, right? It was the best he was gonna get.

So, he powered on, pasting all the Ziz bombs in the dome until no one was left who had the Simurgh's influence. And then he stood with his hands on his hips and smiled behind his armor.

"Looks like it's time," he said, and began to walk. And pick up speed, slowly increasing the speed he walked until he was running. And then he ran faster and faster, picking up speed again until he made contact with the wall of the dome from the inside.

Immediately as he did that, capes and military personnel of all kinds began attacking him, firing beams of light and esoteric energy in an attempt to slow him down. Hell, one of them even entirely encased him in some sort of foam, but he managed to move right through it! Still, he paid them no mind, and ran in a perfect circle through all of the dome until it all collapsed. The capes and military guys left looked at him in fear, their eyes wide as they called for backup.

"It's okay guys, I got rid of all the Ziz bombs here," he told them with a thumbs up. "But now I gotta get to the next threat, so I hope you don't mind the mess!"

"Wait, what are you—" a cape in a blue and white suit asked, but he was already running across the ocean and skipping on the waves to his next destination: China.

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When the sirens first went off over Canberra, and Legend was there to help drive off the worst Endbringer of them all, he knew things were going to be bad. What he didn't expect, was a massive, heavily armored man to appear mid-air and be rag dolled around hard enough to kill over three-quarters of the capes who arrived to save the city.

He had figured that the man was most definitely dead by the time the Simurgh had left, driven off by Scions golden beams. Yet there was still one problem, the man got up.

Evidently, several days after the fact, the man in the armor sat up and killed a civilian that was clinging to his armor by twisting them in half. And then proceeded to go on a gruesome and bloody rampage throughout the remains of Canberra, wrecking reinforced buildings and pillars meant to keep the Dome from simply collapsing on their heads.

Dragon had managed to employ external measures to keep it from collapsing, reinforcing the outsides to ensure he was unable to breach the walls and installing many weapons systems to dissuade him from even trying. Yet the man seemed to hardly notice at all! It was as though he was completely indestructible, and certainly as mad as any that the Simurgh had managed to taint with her screams.

The man even said something about having 'gotten rid of' all the Ziz bombs inside the dome, but he knew better than to trust the man at his word. He was clearly a Ziz bomb himself, in any case.

So, he followed him as he made his way across the sea and tried his best to subtly remove his footing from underneath him, potentially slipping him under the water and causing him to drown. All while he called for backup, trying his best to keep from freaking out and attacking the man directly, as that hadn't seemed to work the first several hundred times the man had experienced it. It would be foolish to continue trying to attack him directly in the end.

Not kinetic weapons, not energy-based powers, nor even esoteric effects seemed to do anything to the literal Juggernaut that continued along it's path, regardless of what anyone might desire. It was unfortunate, and nothing he tried managed to stop the man.

He could only hope that the Yangban didn't manage to get control of him, as that could spell the end of the world as they knew it.

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AN:
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Kitsu: Hey, a new fic! Asdo wants me to do this one instead of Home Sweet Home from now on, so this one it will be on his dime. Home Sweet Home can still get commissioned by others if they want, so that's okay.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Here to Halp! A Juggernaut's Tale 02:
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Stop Yangban-ging around!
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Zero was feeling as though today would be another peaceful day for the Yangban. The Emperor had quieted down about his stance on Parahumans being citizens with rights, under threat of painful death, and he was quite satisfied with his tea.

Tea that started to shake as he held it, despite one of the parahumans under his control having the power of perfect dexterity and heightened strength. Something wasn't right.

He noted that some of the powers he had available to share disappeared, and that he was no longer seeing from the eyes of the others, a disturbing blankness in his mind from the empty space where they once were filling his mind as he began to panic.

He reached for the phone, as his communication power had long slipped away, and he could feel his control over the others fading. He needed to call someone, anyone and see what was going on.

One by one his capes were either deserting him, or dying to something, and he didn't know what it was from within his bunker. He slowly stood, shaking with a fear he did not know how to repress as he made his way to the door.

Boom. Thud. Crackle!

The sounds of things being destroyed nearby echoed in his ears, reverberating in his bones as more and more of the capes he had once commanded, died a terrible death.

He did not dare to breathe, for doing so might alert the being that he was alive within his room. But it was no use hiding, the crashes got louder, closer and seemed to follow his position in the room.

But there was only one way in and out. And the room was shielded against such incursions.

There was a potential that the being would be stalled. Unless it was an Endbringer, here to gain revenge for his team's support on the Simurgh, he should be safer within the walls of his room.

Bu then he felt it, a sense of weightlessness coming over him as the ground beneath him burst open, and a hand from below grabbed him by the leg, and dragged him into the abyssal sewage system beneath the base.

His leg broke, and the massive armored man held him by it as he screamed in pain. "How do I undo the brainwashing on your captured slaves!?" he asked, for his voice was exceedingly male.

"You can't you moron! They are mine!" he claimed, unwilling to let him just kill him off if there was still a chance. "Only I can—"

He slipped from the giant man's grasp due to the slickness of his leg, and the fact that it had entirely come apart in his grip.

And then he fell into the sewage and started to drown, noxious poisons and toxins infecting his body immediately and causing him to go into shock as he drowned in filth. By the time the armored fool had dragged him out of the waste, he was already long dead.

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If you had to ask One if today was particularly pleasant, he would tell you no, it wasn't. He had managed to convince the Emperor not to make the Parahumans into citizens for his big bro Zero by offering to make him some of his famous chocolate chip cookies, but the Emperor seemed to pale and shake at the mention for some reason.

Maybe the man was allergic to chocolate? He could always give him banana muffins instead!

Oh well, it worked out in the end, and he was on his way back home when this cool looking armor guy came to him and asked him a question.

"So, uh, buddy… Where are the rest of the Yangban?" the man asked, clearly looking to join up! He must have been a friend, because he called him buddy!

"Oh! Come with me, I'll introduce you to all my friends!" he grinned, waving the man after him as he turned on his scooter and drove off.

He made sure to go slow so that the guy could follow at first, but the guy didn't seem to have any problems at all! It was soo cool! He couldn't wait to introduce him to Zero.

But when he got back to the base, the man laughed, and some of the Yangban started to assault the man! How rude! He was a guest!

One made to say something, but he was cut off by one of the Parahumans dying, and his mind slowly reverting to a less and less euphoric state. Slowly, he watched as the man eliminated his brothers, slowly becoming his partners, then just the people he was forced to work with.

And he realized he had been mastered by one of them. He threw up, coating the inside of his helmet as he watched the bloody carnage in front of him.

From laser beams to chunks of solid water. Trapping him in bubbles of space time to crushing him with gravity, nothing even slowed him down for a moment.

Yet the armored giant looked somewhat sad, his body language hunched and his feet dragging a little as though he was unhappy that he was killing them all. But if he was so unhappy, then why was he doing it?

"For the crimes against humanity," the giant of a man called out, "For the lives you've stolen and taken advantage of for your own benefit," he pasted a Brute 8 who could turn his entire body to metal across a wall, the metallic sheen coating everything but sliding off the man like water from a duck's back. "I will kill every last one of you."

What? How did that make any sense? Some of them were captured from overseas and forced to fight for the Yangban, yes, but it was for the good of humanity, right? So that they'd have a better future?

So why did he feel like this man had the right of things? It made him squirm inside to think about.

Soon, there was only him left outside the base. And the Armored man walked over to him with slumped shoulders, as though he was resigned in what he had to do.

Honestly, so was One. So instead of turning away, he smiled. "Do what must be done, and at least I won't be able to fault you for it," he told the man with a nod from his position on the ground.

"I will," the Giant promised, crushing his head in the very next moment.

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Contessa groaned.

She had been following the steps on her path religiously for a very long time, and knew she had to trust them, but for some reason all the paths surrounding this one, singular Parahuman only resulted in massive Thinker headaches and caused her power to scream at her to stay on any world but Earth-bet until he left. Whatever that was supposed to mean.

Nothing, not a single power she could bring to bear against him, not even Scion could hurt the man according to her paths. All the power they could bring to bear meant nothing in the face of this anomaly that had dropped into their world and decided to play murderblender with their capes.

And yet one of her comrades in Cauldron simply couldn't understand the need to stay away from the thing already on a warpath in their world. Especially because Scion would eventually get involved, and they'd achieve their main goal. The death of the Entity.

"Contessa is right, I've run the numbers multiple times," Kurt Wynn, the voice of reason in the group for today mentioned with a small frown. "If we simply let him be, he will inevitably—"

"He will kill thousands of innocent people!" David shouted back, almost frothing at the mouth as he screamed at them. "Don't you see?! He's just like them, another Entity! He'll kill us all!"

Contessa frowned at that. He was clearly going insane, as everything they had found so far had pointed to this not being the case. Perhaps his power was affecting him negatively?

Keith sighed. "I know this seems far-fetched, but nothing I did to him mattered in the slightest," he told David with a grimace. "And we all know how much more raw damage I can do these days, thanks to Doctor Bonesaw."

"I still can't believe that we got so lucky as to be able to separate her from Jack Slash when we had the chance," Alexandria sighed. "But that's besides the point, and I'm inclined to agree with Contessa. If the man can kill Scion, I see no reason to stop him from doing so. A few thousand innocents dead is a far cheaper price to pay compared to what we have already done for victory."

"If you go you will die," Contessa pointed out. "Any of us that opposes him will simply die. We cannot hope to defeat him."

"How do you know this?" Doctor mother asked, tapping a clipboard with a pen.

"The Paths tell me that any meeting with him is an immediate dead end for any of us," she explained with a neutral expression.

"I see," she sighed. "Then there is nothing more to it. We will simply observe and hope he moves on after defeating Scion."

"I refuse!" David growled. When no one agreed with him, he snarled, "Fine then, I will do it myself."

"I will write those words on your grave," Contessa conceded, allowing him to storm off in rage.

Once he was gone, Contessa looked at them all and sighed. "A moment of silence for the fallen."

They were all silent for a long while afterwards.

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Seated in an armored room with Dragon up on his monitor, Armsmaster frowned at the recordings he was seeing. "I don't think I have any potential countermeasures I can think of for this besides a swarm of self-replicating nanomachines, and we all know that the PRT would never allow me to use such a thing," he told her with a sigh, the poor girl seeming to panic for a moment as he said that.

"Especially not after Eagleton," she grimaced.

He grimaced, pulling up his video feed on the ever-adapting hyper advanced city filled with homicidal security drones. "I can't speak for what that man had in his mind when he created Eagleton, but his death at the hands of a PRT agent wasn't the brightest move we could have made. Especially because he had already finished the deadman's switch."

"I can agree with that," she told him dryly, "but it still doesn't fix the fact that we have no true means of capturing him."

"Well, there was this portal tech that Leet had been working on," Armsmaster started.

"Go on…" Dragon looked at him with an interested gaze.

"I may be able to integrate its functions into a sort of minefield and simply make the exit point the sun," Armsmaster claimed with confidence. "That should more than do the trick, if it works."

"Then let's get to work," she told him with a smile.

And work they did.

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Somewhere off in Germany, a man sneezed onto a sheet of paper, the snot oozing out of his nose as the blank page was filled with a detailed report, complete with detailed pictures in bright and vibrant colors. After looking at it for a moment, he took the page and ran to his boss. "Hanz! We have a situation!" he told the large man covered in hands by the desk.

"What is it?" the boss asked with a grimace. "Copy your report and burn the original, I don't want that touching anything."

"The CUI is in a civil war because the Juggernaut killed the Yangban! He is on an intercept path with Sleeper, and then he'll be targeting us next!" he claimed, showing the man the intercept course with a wild look in his eyes.

"Then we shall prepare ourselves," the boss nodded, not believing this Juggernaut could deal with the Sleeper, but it might survive him. "Call in Max, we shall have need of his people shortly."

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AN:
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Kitsu: And now we have the Juggernaut doing more juggernaut things, from other people's perspective.

I think next chapter might be more of his perspective again for a bit and then the Nazi's get absolutely wrecked.

Definitely gonna have him fighting all the S class threats before Scion steps in to fight him. And yes, he's the Juggernaut. Expect him to utterly clap this universe.

Maybe a future one will be more challenging, but let's be real here, the commissioner didn't pay me to have Juggy Kronk struggle. He paid me to have Juggy Kronk go brr.

"Poison. The Poison that killed Kusko. Kusko's poison. Ah yeah, it's all coming together now."

Gotta get more of this vibes, so I might just watch The Emperor's New Groove sometime again. Gonna need that for Maximum Kronkiness, because I keep losing track of it atm.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

I'm Here to Halp! A Juggernaut's Tale 03:
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The chapter count needed to start a new Kitsu thread.
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"Soooo… I wonder if that Sleeper guy is really as tough to beat as they say he is," Cain asked himself as he made his way through some sort of warped reality to kill the man inside.

Several buildings were chucked at him, turning into clouds of some sort as they approached that exploded into bubbles on contact with him. Bubbles that he was pretty sure were made of acid.

"Oh yeah, he didn't like that," he chuckled, making his way over to a strange being made of atomic sludge.

Punching his hand through the middle, he removed the core of the being, and crushed it in an instant. And the supernatural effects kinda just popped, leaving absolutely pristine landscapes that were filled with nothing but smooth stone in place of what he had been fighting.

"Nice view we got here," Cain quietly mused. "It's too bad that I can't stick around. Gotta kill some Nazis next."

Making his way out of the crater that he was in, he almost wondered if they'd end up just filling that up with water and making a lake or something. Might be fun to go for a swim in it later if they did that honestly. The Great Lake of Moscow had a nice ring to it after all.

But hey, there would be time for that later. He had some Nazis to kill.

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Max Anders was not one to follow the demands of others when there was no tangible benefit to himself. Thus, when Gesellschaft sent their troops in tinker-tech submarines to pick up his people, he made an excuse to stay behind.

Sure, they would certainly call him a coward, but he had watched the news. There would be no surviving such a thing.

Of course, his son had triggered in the process of being sent in his place, and went on a rampage in Brockton that drove them out before they could actually gather any more of the capes in his employ besides Krieg, so there was that neat little bonus as well. He was already using his son to make more materials with which they could use to fight back against the Juggernaut if he came, as his ability allowed him to become a Golem made from whatever he was touching.

Of course, high amounts of quality Cocaine would surely take down even such a beast. Hopefully his son wouldn't become addicted in the process, but if he did, it was of no-consequence.

Still, he struck a deal with Coil to have his pet thinker go over the details of his camera feed from Germany, showing the brutal and violent deaths of the Nazi organization, for the crimes he claimed they committed against humanity. He was quite adamant about them all needing to die, and thus, they did. Painfully.

As for how that happened, well… He'd rather not say.

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When Tattletale was asked by her boss to watch the live camera recordings from Europe, she wasn't expecting to watch a one sided beatdown of Gesellschaft versus a single armored brute. Unfortunately, the Cameras had both extremely high quality video, and crisp audio, so she was forced to listen to all of it.

Including the man's apparent shopping list of targets he was planning to hit after killing all the Nazis like he was some sort of insane robot psychopath looking to prove something to this so called Cyttorak. Whatever that was.

After a while observing it, she realized more and more that it couldn't be a human, and that it was certainly a monster that would kill anything strong enough, so that it could drink in the power from those it had killed. And then it would move on to the next thing, and the next, never stopping until it had consumed everything in the world.

Tattletale was horrified. "Brian! That thing isn't going to stop," she told him with the utmost certainty. "It's going to come here last, and then kill everyone here in the crossfire of its last battle. We need to be prepared to leave."

She looked at him with wide eyes, her mind filled with increasingly horrified scenarios. "It has a tracking power! That's how it knows where all the S-Class threats are, and it's coming here once it's done picking through the rest of America next!"

"And how are you so sure it won't simply track us down next?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"Because we and some girl from Winslow are literally the only things in this city not on his immediate shitlist," she explained to him in the simplest terms he could understand. "We will have literally an hour before he decides to show up where we have to go, and there is nothing that we can do to stop him from coming."

"Boss says you're just trying to use us to get away from him," the man said, his eyes hardening with a grunt.

"No, you absolute moron, where did you even get that idea!" she screeched at him. "If we don't leave the city, we will all die. I know this for a fact—"

She heard the cocking of a gun, and went silent. He was seriously going to kill her?

"That's what I thought," Brian said, shaking his head. "Boss is the boss, and he has my little sister. I won't let you abandon her."

Tattletale cried. They were all going to die, and she knew it.

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The Ubermensch from the depths of their prisons were breaking out. The bastards they had sired being ripped apart piece by piece as every single last man, woman, and child was crushed under the debris falling in their last underground stronghold.

Nothing could save them from the man, he came at them too fast, too strong, and he hit them where it hurt. Not a single Gesellschaft main member remained, not a single fellow comrade was left alive. And he was left all alone in the darkness with the corpses a bunch of lesser people.

And then he saw it, a massive armored fist coming down from above and punching through his chest armor like it was wet paper. "Kehak!" The strongest material in the world, and yet it meant nothing.

He died slowly, the being watching as the life drained from his eyes, visibly having some sort of internal debate over what he was seeing in the end. And was it just him, or did he see an armored pair of angel and devil on the armored man's shoulders, fighting a man in green power armor?

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"Riiiiight," Cain sighed to himself as he made his way out of the rubble to the next closest targets. "The Blasphemies should be around here somewhere if I'm correct."

Sure enough, a white-haired robot or android or something with a snarl mask appeared in front of him while he was sitting on a bench in France, and tried to murder him. Good thing he was able to kick her in half without much issue.

And then the other two teleported in, the snarl mask one appearing behind him in an instant to try stabbing him again! It was crazy, he had already destroyed that one.

So, he punched the two in front of them, and the third one made the other two come back again as it teleported away to get some distance. But he could track them all.

"Huh," he said as he caught up to one of them and grabbed it, tucking it under his arm. It couldn't go anywhere as long as he had it in his arm tightly, because if it tried to teleport, he'd just suck the energy out of the little bubble it made around itself automatically and the teleportation would stop.

He thought about it for a second even as he grabbed the other one. "So, the teleportation stops if I grab on to them, and they can't get away if I trap them against my body." He nodded to himself as he chased the last one. "And if I kill one or two, the last one makes the others come back in the end."

The Blasphemy he was chasing dove into the ocean, and he simply followed. After they came out the other side, he stepped on the last one's leg, and managed to trip it, before shoving his foot through it's chest while crushing the other two. "Let's see if that did the trick."

He waited, his tracking of them having turned off entirely for several minutes before he smiled behind his helmet. "Alright! Time for the next one!" he smiled and began to run back under the water with a jaunty step.

Who knows, maybe he'd find Leviathan while he was down there and give him a good beatdown. Would be kinda fun probably.

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"Please, don't kill my brother!" a poor South African woman cried as Moord Nag sauntered over to her with a grin.

"Kill him? I'm not just going to kill him," she cackled, "I'm going to kill all of— gack!"

The terrible woman saw something off in the distance. It was the Juggernaut.

Several people triggered all at once as he rushed through, ready to kill her. But in the end it was the poor woman who managed it.

She tossed a rock at Moord Nag's leg as she tried to run, causing her to trip on a pile of sticks and impale herself through the neck on a guardsman's spear in her panic. Something that seemed to make the Juggernaut pause.

He turned to the girl and gave her a thumbs up. "My buddy Cyttorak says good job, and that once I leave the world to call on his name for a boon," the Juggernaut told her with a slight bowing nod.

"Th-thank you," she stuttered, and he walked off to his next target somewhere in the distance without another word.

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Ash. Dust. Radiation. That was all one could see for miles as the constant nuclear explosions of the man known as Ashbeast made his way through the land on autopilot, having been taken over entirely by his shard.

Constantly in search of places with the most potential for conflict and destruction, the shard piloted him directly into the path of the Juggernaut. And immediately regretted that decision.

Within moments of the [Designation :JUGGERNAUT:] coming into the killing field, it became apparent that nothing the Shard was doing would be able to do any direct damage. So it began ramping up the toxicity and radiation aspects of its power in an attempt to kill it before it could reach its [Designation :HOST:].

Of course, this worked about as well as one might expect on a being that both did not need to breathe, and could absorb energy. That is to say, not at all.

So it ran straight into the epicenter and grabbed Ashbeast by the head, before bunching a fist through the man's skull.

[Connection to :HOST: lost. Proceed to shut down :CONFLICT-DRIV— ERROR!]

Through the reaches of time and space, a fist came and dragged the Shard through its tiny portal, crushing it in the process.

The last thoughts it had before it was destroyed were of the screams of the dying man it had consumed long ago.

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"We have come together today in this time of need to discuss what must be done about the being known only as the Juggernaut," Rebecca Costa-Brown claimed with a small frown on her face.

"He is so far known to have complete immunity to and absorption of energy based attacks, the ability to redirect kinetic energy, and both enhanced strength, durability, and speed," she moved onto the next slide. "He can fly, he can submerge himself under water for hours at a time without resurfacing, leaving his need to breathe ambiguous at best, and can survive the equivalent of several thermal nuclear bombs to the face."

After a moment to let that sink in, she continued. "He also seems to become stronger when in motion, especially when running at speeds of just over six hundred miles per hour, where he becomes able to simply run across the ocean like it is solid ground, and break through containment zones as though they were a wet paper bag."

She breathed a deep sigh as the rest of the PRT directors looked to her in fear. "I'll be very blunt," she told them directly, "There is nothing we currently have that can so much as slow him down, let alone stop him in the end."

"How do you know it's a male?" Director Tagg asked with a growl, pointing his finger at her directly. "I say you know a bit too much about this 'man' as you claim to be uninvolved in his appearance!" a few murmurs rose in the room, mostly directed at her for the time being.

Her eyebrow rose. "Legend has spoken with him already as he left Canberra," she told him with a measured amount of dryness in her voice. "The details of such are already in the briefing packages we are all supposed to read before the meeting begins… Perhaps we should go over them now while we have the chance so that Director Tagg can be brought up to speed?"

A few uncomfortable glances and even a muffled groan were heard throughout the room, but Director Armstrong sighed. "I'll go over it with him after the meeting so we don't waste any more time, if you would continue with the briefing instead, please."

"Very well then," she claimed with a small nod, pulling up the first slide onto the screen.

"As you can see, this Juggernaut has been going around killing all the S-Class threats to Humanity, and even saving people that may otherwise come into harms way when he can," Rebecca told them with a few more slides, showing the kills he had already achieved.

"Is it true that Eidolon is preparing himself to fight against the Juggernaut?" one of the Directors asked with a smirk.

"Yes," Rebecca nodded. "Eidolon is preparing as many contingencies as he can in the off case that the Juggernaut is Mastered or otherwise becomes hostile to those who are not a threat to humanity."

"What do we do now then?" A director asked, looking as though he was at a bit of a loss.

"Well the latest precog reports claim that he is on a direct intercept course with the Eagleton Containment Zone…"

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AN:
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Kitsu: Numbah 3 is donezo. Foxxo is glad.

If you want any funny stories, talk with me in DMs or on my discord which is linked here: https://aikoakiyoshi.carrd.co/

It's my birthday in about an hour after I type this up, so plz do feed the foxxo some birthday coins.

Anyway, Thanks for Reading and Stay Fluffy!

Edit: Minor fixes for the foxxo, because eepy foxxo was eepy when writing.

Thank @Pyro Hawk

 

[ScrappedToolbelt]

Love this story!

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Love this story!

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Thanks. Doing my best for my biggest commissioner, Asdo.

This one will be one of my rare ones with no lewds in it. And just totally not Kronk doing totally not Kronk things, while having the Juggernaut's powers in the Multiverse.

If people like it enough, I'll start opening commissions for Omake for this fic as well. My other fic Home Sweet Home could use some love before then though lol.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Had to do some editing because Pyro noticed some funny shenanigans from the EEPY FOXXO. And now an equally eepy foxxo is pointing it to people in case they wanna make jokes about it.

Seriously, raping up the radiation? Rebbecca? lmao. That was just silly.

 

[Stimpak Medic]

This story is worth a watch. It's a fun reading from you.

 

[Skierus]

Honestly, this is great, glad I saw it while browsing

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Honestly, this is great, glad I saw it while browsing

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I actually need a beta reader and some people to help with a PHO section tbh, which is why it's stalled out.

If people are willing to help with that though? We're in business.

This story is worth a watch. It's a fun reading from you.

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Thanks, I try my best. Though if I had more people I could rely on to help out with it, it would get done a hell of a lot faster.

 

[Stimpak Medic]

. Though if I had more people I could rely on to help out with it, it would get done a hell of a lot faster.

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As much as I'd like to, I'm not really sure what help I can offer. You're a much more skilled and accomplished writer than myself in all honesty. Any help I could hope to offer, you likely would already know beforehand.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

As much as I'd like to, I'm not really sure what help I can offer. You're a much more skilled and accomplished writer than myself in all honesty. Any help I could hope to offer, you likely would already know beforehand.

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Legit just someone to go over what I write live with me and shoot ideas at me actually helps fuel my writing a lot more than you think. Most of my best writing comes from sitting with a buddy and memeing live in VC while I work.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

I'm Here to Halp! A Juggernaut's Tale 04:
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When Lieutenant John Peterson was given the order to simply let the armored man known as the Juggernaut through the defensive lines, complete with a description of what said armored man looked like, he was skeptical to say the least. Clearly, the PRT were out of their goddamned minds.

But as he watched the man rush through all their external cordons without so much as getting a scratch — cordons that had kept out Alexandria and the Slaughterhouse Nine at their best — he realized he may be in over his head.

"Let the man through! We don't have anything that can stop him!" he told the gate guards with a grunt, watching as he ran through at full speed and crashed through the vehicles on the way. Sure enough, they didn't open the massive doors leading inside, and he just barreled right on through.

Metallic and mechanical screams echoed from within as the Juggernaut began ripping and tearing through machine mimics that were all trying their best to wipe him out. They scrabbled, scratched, burnt, begged, and fired everything they had at the man, and he was able to watch as armies upon armies of machines poured out from god knew where in an attempt to stop the Juggernaut from destroying more of them.

Yet nothing seemed to affect him in the slightest. He kept wrecking more and more of them, destroying them fully until finally, everything went quiet.

"You seeing this shit Peterson?" one of the men nearby asked with a curious gaze.

"I don't like this," the sergeant behind them said, biting her cigar in half as a rumbling came from within the containment zone.

And then more bots came, bigger, bulkier and meaner than the last, and Juggernaut seemed happy as he reached out and crushed a region of space in front of him, causing all of those bots to shut down.

"Hahaha, I found you!" he said, rushing around and destroying the bots while they rebooted, while also destroying more and more strangely warped regions of space in the area that seemed to appear in increasingly rapid intervals.

On and on this went, the Juggernaut looking as though he enjoyed himself with every passing moment. Almost like a child would play with building blocks.

And then, the rumbling stopped, and no more sound came from within. As the dust settled, the Juggernaut walked out with a goofy wave, dusting his hands off from machine parts as he left in a very peculiar direction.

"That was fun! They're all dead now though, so I'll be moving on," the man told them, his deep voice ringing with humor as he took off.

"Wait, is he going where I think he's going next?" the sergeant asked with a hint of fear and panic in her voice.

"Shit, I think he is," John sighed.

With that, he picked up his radio and called it in. "This is Eagleton fireteam six nine, requesting confirmation on the heading of the Juggernaut."

"Roger that, this is Eagleton Bird-1, I have visual and am tracking the target now. He appears to be on route to… dear god let's hope Nilbog doesn't get free while he's fucking around."

That… was decidedly not good news.

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When the Juggernaut finally arrived at the site for Nilbog, Emily Piggot was given a screen to watch the proceedings first hand as what Alexandria called a form of catharsis. She was told that she could simply watch as the man avenged her and her teammates who died to the monster, and that he would be done soon enough.

But actually watching the video got her blood boiling. She was angry yet thrilled at the same time, watching him rip and tear through countless bio-tinkered beings that did their best to consume the dead and adapt to his continuous onslaught against the threat in front of him.

She needed to watch this until the end, even if it killed her. It would be the best way to go out in the end as well if she did, so long as she could see the end to the bastard.

The way he punched out the spines of monstrous beings far stronger than himself, even as he made his way deeper into the ground directly by punching it, was something she simply loved watching. The monster that had plagued her dreams for generations could do nothing, none of his creations worked in the slightest against this behemoth of a man as he dug deeper and deeper, breaking through several walls of flesh and dirt until finally…

He found the bastard Rinke. And proceeded to crush the man's head with a single hand, before slaughtering every last one of his creations on the way out.

Hell, perhaps she should take up Panacea's offer to have her body restored. It would be a damn good feeling to actually be able to go to the local bar in her restored prime and raise a glass in his name. Even if he was a villain in the end.

She shivered in distaste for the Bio-tinkering that the Dallon child might do to her while she had access to her body. But if it meant she could potentially get this Juggernaut to stay in her town for a little while and clean out the issues there for her? Well, she could deal with a little collateral damage. Buildings as poor and run down as the ones in the bay could simply be rebuilt better after all.

She'd consider her options a bit longer before making a commitment though. Especially because she didn't want to rush into things before she was ready.

Years of nightmares didn't go away overnight after all…

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AN:
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Kitsu: Foxxo had no idea what to do with the fight scenes, so I just wrote the POV of the other people watching it. Need to do some more collabs with people willing to teach me how to do this fight scene shit tbh.

Welp, this is going well so far though, but Asdo needs until Monday to do some stuff so he'll be busy. And it's Thursday now. That means chapters will be delayed a little and less will come out this month, but probably more will come out next month as a result.

My website is https://aikoakiyoshi.carrd.co/ and you can get commissions from me there. If you're subscribed to me monthly, you can get a lot more words for a lot cheaper in the end. I have one person who pays for 550 dollars Canadian each month, and he gets over 20k words for example after all the discounts, whereas if he was to pay that amount without being on the monthly tiers, he would only get 5.5k.

I've had a few people literally come to my DMs recently and get upset when I told them they can either pay on my Ko-fi for 0.10cad per word, and after being unwilling to do the math on that, and unwilling to check my Ko-fi for the discounts on my tiers, tell me I was charging too much. My ass I'm charging too much. This is far less than the standard amount people charge in my country as it is, which is about 0.25 cad to 1.25 cad depending on what you're asking for per word.

Hell, I even offer an extreme discount to people who use my Throne of 0.05 cents CAD per word or half off their current ko-fi tier amount if they buy stuff for me there instead, so it gets even cheaper!

I've also had people come to my DMs and ask to talk about my commissions and then leave as though they never intended to actually follow through with it after interrogating me on my process. My brother in Floof, if you ask a creator to talk about commissions on their birthday, at least make sure you're planning to follow through instead of simply interrogating them and then taking off. It's extremely rude you know?

Seriously, I have many people who are more than willing to pay me what I ask for, and enjoy the product they receive, generally calling it worth their money to support me for the product I'm giving them, so please don't try to demand I lower my prices for you, or get pissy with me when I explain how to get the discounts! It's disrespectful as hell!

Also, yes, I generally enjoy talking to people in VC when I write for them, simply because it allows me to get a better idea for how to write their character if I can get their reactions live. If you don't like VC, that's not a problem. Asdo21 doesn't get in VC with me usually and I still put out some fun stuff for him. It just requires that you go over it and make sure it's what you want.

If you can't even do that, why the hell are you asking for a custom written story made tailored to your desires? I ain't a fucking mind reader. I need your input as the commissioner before I post.

Grumbling and ranting about assholes on my birthday aside, I hope you enjoy my work, and I'm going to be uploading this to my patreon long before it ends up on the Questionable Questing. It's the 17th​ of July, 2025 when I finish this, and my birthday was two days ago, where people decided it would be a good idea to try demanding cheaper commissions from me and shaming me for working at prices already below industry standard by a long shot. On my fucking birthday. Assholes.

Thanks for Reading and Stay Fluffy!

 

[ThedudeManBro]

Hell, perhaps she should take up Panacea's offer to have her body restored. It would be a damn good feeling to actually be able to go to the local bar in her restored prime and raise a glass in his name. Even if he was a villain in the end.

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Reminder that while she is what she is in the main story, before she got shat on Emily Piggot was a strong blond Dommy Mommy like a certain Black Lagoon Russian mob boss. And that's preeety nice.

... Also pretty scary, since I'm 95% sure Prime Piggot could successfully go Punisher on the entire BB crime scene and succeed nigh flawlessly.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Reminder that while she is what she is in the main story, before she got shat on Emily Piggot was a strong blond Dommy Mommy like a certain Black Lagoon Russian mob boss. And that's preeety nice.

... Also pretty scary, since I'm 95% sure Prime Piggot could successfully go Punisher on the entire BB crime scene and succeed nigh flawlessly.

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Asdo21 had to correct what my original plan was for that, which was for her to say she could kiss the man for killing Nibolg, but it was apparently out of character. I was corrected by him, and like what I did here instead better tbh. Makes her seem way more badass.

All in all, I'm pretty happy with where this went, and now that I have a couple buddies working on the PHO with me again, including one of our very own moderators and thread contributors, I think we're going to have a bit of fun going forwards. Especially since bro offered to beta read, which means I can chug out this as long as he's in VC with me to go over it.

This Floofy One is Very Happy.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

I'm Here to Halp: a Juggernaut's Tale 05:
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General Cleanup
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When Cain first thought about how to deal with Mama Mathers and her bullshit, how just seeing a picture of her or thinking about her was generally enough to make her aware of you, he figured she was probably going to start running. Especially because even though he knew everything about her, she still hadn't fucked with his senses.

But then he remembered he was still in the armor, and he was pretty sure that the space whale she was attached to wouldn't be able to reach inside it. Like, at all.

Yeah, it was a pretty powerful suit. Almost made him wonder. What other fun abilities did it have?

Still, as he flew directly into the main base of the Fallen, and saw a literal den of inbred capes trying to get it on for God knows what reason, he began to remove the problem. Especially because they kept trying to plink his armor away and fight him with abilities that simply couldn't scratch him.

From shape-shifters to lava spewers. Hydrokinetics to masters. All of them were slowly snuffed out by his hands and feed, as he ripped and tore his way through the pit to get to the true target.

"Mama Mathers!" he called out with a shiver of disgust. "No matter how far you run, I will find you, and I will kill you," he claimed with a grunt as he tossed a door into the truck she tried to use to escape.

"You're not human! You're a monster!" the woman wailed, trying her best to buy herself some time as she failed to start the truck without an engine block.

Cain walked up to the front of the truck and began crushing it with her inside. "No more will you order the systematic rape and disfigurement of many innocent people, no more will your people kidnap others for your sick pleasure!" he called out, knowing full well that she was the only one hearing him properly in the end due to her power. "You die today. This is the end of the line."

"Noooooo!" she screamed, and many more of her people who had been in hiding came out of the woodworks, watching helplessly as the truck was compacted to the size of a can of soda with her inside.

Messy work, but it had to be done. Otherwise who knew what kind of things she would do.

"Stop!" a small, effeminate man screamed from a side street, having rushed over with a mob of people. "You can't do this!"

While the man was definitely using his power against him, and registered to his power as the target Valefor, he was kinda stumped as to how people could actually call the man pretty. He was just a femboy, not a supermodel.

Still, as he stomped over to the group, they began to fire everything they had at him, as though that was actually going to work. Something he noticed a lot of people tended to do.

Now, he was always told that he was a little slow, but normally if you just fired a gun at someone, and an anti-tank round simply bounced off of them, was throwing your gun going to do any more damage in the end? He kinda figured it would be better to hold onto said gun instead of letting him crush it and gain more power for himself, even if it was a really small amount.

Grabbing the boy with his hands, he placed one on his head and another on his shoulder, and as Valefor whimpered, he pulled. And ripped the man in half.

The people that were under his control dropped as targets immediately and began to run, but the ones who were still targets? He hunted them down to the last.

After all, if even one of them survived, they could go on to cause mass panic and hysteria in the end. Something he was not okay with.

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"Holy shit Saint, you seeing this?" Mags asked Saint as she stared at Dragon's code with him. "She's actually tracking him, and he's headed right for us!"

"Shit, we can't let her go free!" Saint growled, typing in the code for Ascalon to begin as the Juggernaut made his way to their position. "Get to the suits! We need to buy time for the code to kill Dragon!"

Dobrynja sighed. "If God says today is day I die, I will kill him when I see him," the Russian man claimed drunkenly, slowly climbing into his mech suit as he did so.

"Shit, shit shit shit!" Saint roared, putting on his own suit and rushing outside. "We need to lead him away from here! It will take ten minutes to fully delete Dragon, and remove her ability to restore from any backups, so we need to move, now!"

Mags nodded in her suit, and they all began to run. As fast and as far away as they could get, with the goal being to pass by the Juggernaut and lead him off in the other direction. What they didn't expect was for said Juggernaut to change course to intercept them on the way.

They almost barreled right into him as they fled, Dobrynja blasting the Juggernaut with his suit's halo as he stood there, unwilling to flee further when his partners were about to be caught. He sacrificed himself in his drunken haze, his chest being punched out of the armor and into the air where it knocked Saint to the ground.

And then as Mags charged up her sword for a slash, the Juggernaut grabbed it, and used it and her own arm to cut her in half, before impaling Saint through the middle with it. And what was the last thing they heard from him?

"The Slayers, the Dragonslayers, the Slayers of Dragon. Oh yeah, it's all coming together now."

The giant of a man simply walked off, completely forgetting about them as they died a painful death. At least it had been longer than ten minutes, however.

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The Juggernaut was a simple man, and thus he would simply fall like the rest. Nikos Vasil knew this perfectly well.

So, when the man walked into range of his power, and he felt nothing, not a hint of humanity from the Juggernaut's massive body, he panicked.

"Kill him! Kill the Juggernaut!" he screamed, sending his women and children to die for him while he did his best to escape.

Of course, he made sure to grab a few hostages that could hopefully give him pause, women he hadn't quite broken yet but was in the process of breaking as he ran. It would hold him back, truly! If he had any sort of humanity inside — if he claimed to be a hero — he would definitely try to save them.

Unfortunately for him, he made it not ten paces before he was decapitated by the spine of one of his daughters. His last thoughts, as he realized that he was about to die, were how he wished he had at least managed to have Jean-Paul turn this man into a puppet instead.

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Back in Brockton Bay, Alec sneezed… and then felt oddly happy. "I have the strangest feeling that someone fucking brutalized my dad just now," he shed a tear. "It's just too bad I couldn't watch."

"You're sick," Rachel growled out beside him with a grunt.

"Why thank you my fair maiden," Alec smirked, "I do try my best."

"Whatever."

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"The last target on the Juggernaut's list here in America is the S9 according to the thinker buddy of mine that rounded us up," a large, rotund man with a flannel shirt and a shotgun claimed with a grin. "But we ain't useless ourselves, so we're gonna keep those bastards here, and hunt them down one by one until Big Juggs comes down and wrecks our little town to tear them apart."

"As long as it keeps those bastards off my farm, I'm ready to lay down my life!" a farmer claimed with a grin.

"Good, now here's the plan," he broke the plan down, explaining all the chokepoints and traps they had laid out for the Slaughterhouse nine as though it was the perfect plan.

Unfortunately, there was one problem with that plan. "So it was nice of you to tell us all your genius plans, but I'm afraid we're going to have to cancel your little ambush," a tall, skinny man they all recognized came into view.

"Jack Slash," the large man growled.

"By the way, I wouldn't move if I were you," Jack grinned, pointing his knife at the man like he was going to cut him. "If you do, you'll die."

"What?" he asked, leaning forwards to check for wounds and falling in half in the process.

Jack laughed. "Welp, can't say I didn't warn you. Isn't that right poppet?"

As he said this, Bonesaw stepped out of the shadows and curtsied. And that was where all hell broke loose.

The wall of the barn building they were gathered in near the town collapsed, Crawler getting tossed through in and crushing Jack's body underneath his bulk. The Juggernaut's armored feet crashed down immediately after, crushing the both of them and shattering crawler's core into tiny pieces in the process as he continued to grind the both of them into paste.

Jack's head was separated from his body and taken by the Juggernaut, running on redundancies that Bonesaw had built into it and unleashing pathogens into the world that would turn everyone into horrifying zombies. Yet, since he was still fully aware of what was going on, he could see that the man didn't care one bit.

Bonesaw herself was crushed like a can of soda, the Siberian simply popped when it came into contact with his body, and he simply shot Shatterbird out of the sky with a clap strong enough to create shockwaves, and pasted her across the road when the dumb bitch got too close to him.

Burnscar whimpered and begged for her life, but had her neck broken for her troubles and her head removed shortly after to join his in the beast's hand. He was collecting proof. And Jack knew full well that the egotistical bastard was going to gloat about his victory over the slaughterhouse nine, never knowing about the pathogens he had released into the world until he himself turned into a zombie.

Poetic justice for killing the main villain protagonist? Definitely. And he was going to watch with glee as the man was warped and twisted into Bonesaw's greatest creation, even if she would not be alive to see it.

Even still, the man ran out of there and chased after Manton and Mannequin, with Hatchet face trying to block his path — only to get absolutely pasted on his way towards the speeding camper van. Nothing stopped the van from driving through the fields, not the fences or the plants, yet the Juggernaut still caught up. And when he did?

He grabbed onto the van with one hand, tossed it into the air, then jumped and slammed it upon the ground repeatedly, crushing everything inside with his feet and fists before turning to the heads of both Burnscar and Himself.

"This, is your just rewards," the edgy motherfucker claimed, before smashing the two of them between the palms of his hands, leaving nothing but gooey brain matter and bone behind.

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Dusting off his hands after killing the zombies that popped up, Cain smiled to himself beneath the armor. "All done here!" he grinned. "I think I did pretty great here."

The town was burning, broken, and shattered, but not a single zombie was left standing, and the Slaughterhouse Nine was completely decimated.

"Ah well, off to Brockton next," he smiled, taking off at a fairly decent jog.

His powers had gotten much stronger from all he destruction he was dealing in his pursuit of heroism, so he was very happy to say he'd probably only take an hour or two to get there, at the absolute most. And he was on the complete other side of the country!

He was happy to have helped this world so much, and he just needed a little more time to finish the job. So, as he ran, he began to sing a few songs he remembered from his old world. "Sooooome people say a man is made out of mud. A poor man's made out of muscle and blood…"

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Bonesaw shivered as she saw her puppet body die brutally.

"At least that wasn't actually me?" she asked Contessa.

"Yes. Now about the super-human meta virus," Contessa grinned.

"It will grant people some power without the Shards, or the need to trigger, as requested," Bonesaw nodded.

"Good."

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AN:
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Kitsu: This one is fucking fun to write, but I have no idea what I'm doing lmao. I just follow what Asdo wants and try my best for this one, which means a lot of it is going to need some serious help from him to help me get the lore and fights and stuff right.

Especially because this is the Juggernaut, yet he's a good guy. I mean, technically he's Totally not Salary Man Kronk, but he's supposed to be Chaotic Good in alignment. Which means he's actually mildly heroic, in his own way.

I need to get to a point where Juggs sees a spider though. That's gonna be funny as shit.

Oh god, what if Brocton was destroyed not because of the Scion fight, because that ends rather quickly, but because Taylor triggers and sends spiders at him, and he fucking panics! Would be funny as hell tbh.

But Idk if I can do that one as a main chapter. Maybe an omake idea?

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Also, I'm going to be posting one chapter of Juggy boy here for every two I upload to patreon from here on out. That means I'll post another one when I get to chapter 7, and one when I get to chapter 9, so on, so forth.

All of that can be found at my website here: https://aikoakiyoshi.carrd.co/

Anyway, Thanks for Reading and Stay Fluffy!

 

[ThedudeManBro]

How did nobody of the wannabe Illuminati procced Cain's Target?

Didn't Bonesaw still stay in Target, and so she's basically a Trojan Horse for the Jiggy Stumpy on them? Or is something so paltry as different dimensions capable of tricking him?

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

How did nobody of the wannabe Illuminati procced Cain's Target?

Didn't Bonesaw still stay in Target, and so she's basically a Trojan Horse for the Jiggy Stumpy on them? Or is something so paltry as different dimensions capable of tricking him?

Click to shrink...

So clearly somebody hasn't read the earlier part of the fic lol. Bonesaw isn't technically part of the S9 in this one. She's part of Cauldron. Which means while he saw her puppet there and acting as part of the S9, since she herself isn't actually part of them, he can only track her S9 puppet as part of the S9.

If Asdo, as the commissioner, wants him to wreck Cauldron, then she'll die. Simple as. But it's honestly funnier to me to have her live, and have the world Juggy leaves behind sooo much fucking worse as a result.

Keep in mind, Cauldron isn't exactly putting their foot in where it doesn't belong here, as he's doing all their work for them. As well as the fact that he kinda needs to be within range of the target to target them. Which rn, is limited to the planet he's on.

It will expand eventually but his power grows with destruction, and doesn't start out all powerful. It's just that it's the Juggernaut, so there is literally nothing anyone here can do to him lol.

Only Behemoth or Scion really stand a chance, or well, he would have at first. But now? Uh, tough luck buddy.

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

So Asdo has approved and paid for two additional writers for this fic to make it a 3 way collab. Two of my filipino buddies are gonna be working with me on this, and we're going to get as much done as we can tbh.

We have plans to make the leviathan fight a monster of a chapter, with many many povs that will cost Asdo probably thousands by the time he's done simply because he told us that's what he wants, and for us to go absolutely as bonkers as possible.

Though even if we're aiming for that chapter to be a minimum of 50k words, I might break it into parts for posting, just so we don't piss off everyone on QQ lmao.

Here be hoping it works out!

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

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♦Topic: Simurgh Fight
In: Boards ► Australia ► Canberra ► Announcements

Schrodinger's Aussie (Verified Cape) (Possibly an Aussie) (Original Poster) (Verified Cat) (Official Streamer)
Posted on February 25, 2011:

It is with great sadness that I inform you all, that Canberra has been Domed as a result of the massive L that was the Simurg fight, with me in it. While they can't exactly keep me in here, as I have more than enough ability to simply leave any time I want, they would likely try to hunt me down if I tried, so I might have to retire my channel once they cut off the net here.

Here are some links to the videos of the fight:

[Link] [Link]

And here is a link to some videos of what is going on inside the Dome right now.

[Link]


► XxVoid_CowboyxX (Cape Groupie) (Temporarily Banned)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

Holy shit! Big armor guy casually napped in a warzone. What a madlad!

► Bagrat (Guy in the Know)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

#XxVoid_CowboyxX Dude, that's what you're focused on? How about the fact that Canberra is domed now, or all the lives within the city that have been lost.

Show some respect Void, for the people that died defending their home, only to end up like this.

► FlippinMad (Fangirl) (Author)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

I could write a fic about this, but I think that would probably be in poor taste and get me banned. Maybe if someone paid me though…

► KissMeImFrenchCanadian (Possibly Heartbreaker's Child)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

I have it on high authority that my Dad would completely disapprove of me stealing money from his bank account to fund a shitty smut fic between the Simurg and this Armor guy. Where do I send the money?

► FlippinMad (Fangirl) (Author)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

Here is my website. I'll give you exactly what you wish for though, so be ready when you pay for it.

► XxVoid_CowboyxX (Cape Groupie) (Temporarily Banned)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

I second that! Big dicked armor bro dicking down the big angel with big dick energy is a go! FlippinMad doing God's work!

► LuxE (Author) (Possibly an Eldritch Creature) (Beloved by Gamba)
Replied on February 25, 2011:

Bro's glazing armor guy so hard its crazy. I know he's PHO's local idiot, but really?

► Bagrat (Guy in the Know)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

And now the Armor guy, apparently nicknamed Juggernaut, is apparently wrecking everything and slaughtering innocent people in the Canberra Dome. How sick can you get, Void?

► XxVoid_CowboyxX (Cape Groupie) (Temporarily Banned)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

I feel for the dead people, but the aura Juggernaut has (perfect name btw) was just making me want to glaze him some more. Bring up more fanfics featuring the silly guy in armor!


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♦Topic: Juggernaut from Canberra
In: Boards ► Australia ► Canberra ► General

That Dude Down Under (Original Poster)
Posted on February 26, 2011:

So, this post might end up moved elsewhere, but considering what's currently happened and the pit of degeneracy that the other thread became (seriously, just wanting for all those bans to hit them), I felt it needed to be opened now. Namely, what the fuck mate is up with that armoured lunatic they're calling Juggernaut I think?

From what I caught, not even that bloody pidgeon was able to kill him and now he's racing north after shattering Canberra's Dome having killed everyone inside? You know, I'm kind of glad I lived in New South Wales rather than Canberra proper right now (housing prices, what can you do?) because that meant I didn't get invovled wiht any of that nonsense and it looks like I got lucky as well because he's not sticking around!

That said, anyone up north seen where he is? Cause last I heard about him, it seemed he might have just reached Queensland. And I'd love to know if he's headed back this way.

► Ho_Lee_Fuk (Verified Pilot)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

What the fuck is going on, i was inn my plane saw an armored dude just runnin cross thee water and i ignore all the laser disco bull going on round thim and itt looked llike h was heeadingg north west! Abody know whats goin on?!

► XxVoid_CowboyxX (Cape Groupie) (Temporarily Banned)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

Juggernaut on his way to clap some ching chong cheeks. Prepare thy anus rice field workers, the glazed up armor guy (who probably came from outer space) is on his way!

► Kitsu_The_Floof (Verified Fox Girl Enthusiast) (Possibly a Shapeshifter) (Stream Collaborator) (Unverified Thinker) (Terrifyingly Accurate)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

Void, don't be a moron. He isn't a spaceman, he's the Mother Fucking Juggernaut. He will clap your ass if you don't shut your face up lmao~

► Skierus (Moderator)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

Void, take this three day ban to reflect on why racist commentary is bad.

► Imperator Min-Min (Minimize your Yapping)
Replied on February 26, 2011:
Oh god, somebody tell me when it's over…

► LuxE (Author) (Possibly an Eldritch Creature) (Beloved by Gamba)
Replied on February 26, 2011:

I second that! But for me, I'll be staying in the basement for safety reasons. Time to write some fanfics to pass the time!

[Etc]

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► Kitsu_The_Floof (Verified Fox Girl Enthusiast) (Possibly a Shapeshifter) (Stream Collaborator) (Unverified Thinker) (Terrifyingly Accurate)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

So I might not be the first to have noticed, for once, but somehow Juggy boy killed sleeper, found some Nazis, and turned them into Nazi paste, before fucking off to Africa and removing the walking nuclear bomb and a few other warlords apparently. My buddy from ZA is actually crying tears while his sister worships some new god or goddess or some shit that apparently powers this dude up like a goddamn champion.

Basically, in other words, apparently God is real, and he found us Wanting. Juggy boy? Apparently fucking Jesus.

I never thought I would say something like this, but what the actual fuck?

► Polish_Guard (Verified Polish)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

The Nazis got smeared? Good! Grampap faught them way back in the forties and i swear they still have camps! Anybody fighting to keep Poland free of them is good in my books!

► Flashy_Clown (Treasure Lover) (Loves Puns)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

I bet they did Nazi Juggernaut coming! Hah! Fight em nice and flashy, big guy!

► Halo (Verified Cape) (Haven)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

There is only one true God! Denounce these false idols and find salvation in Christ! Exodus 20: 3-5
It is not too late you can still repent! 2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.

► Kitsu_The_Floof (Verified Fox Girl Enthusiast) (Possibly a Shapeshifter) (Stream Collaborator) (Unverified Thinker) (Terrifyingly Accurate)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

Literally no one cares about your so-called God of Christianity. You are the same as those nutjobs who worship fucking Endbringers. I recommend suspended gymnastics as a method to purge such thoughts from your mind.

► LuxE (Author) (Possibly an Eldritch Creature) (Beloved by Gamba)
Replied on February 28, 2011:

And the wackjobs are here... great. The world is already nutty enough as it is, it doesn't need more. Good thing I have some popcorn stored in my basement. Gonna need it once big J starts to really clean house. What are the chances that Endbrings being powerless over Juggernaut.

[Etc]

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♦Topic: Chaos in US Organizations
In: Boards ► North America ► USA ► General

That_Box (Original Poster)
Posted on March 1, 2011:

What the hell is going right now with the US government, I heard news about politicians suddenly going nuts or attacking people around them. Not really seeing things on the news except for the times when I caught a live broadcast before it got taken down, but some of my friends are informing me that they are seeing this too and even the PRT seems to be mobilizing. So again, what the hell is going on, does anyone know more?

► Kitsu_The_Floof (Verified Fox Girl Enthusiast) (Possibly a Shapeshifter) (Stream Collaborator) (Unverified Thinker) (Terrifyingly Accurate)
Replied on March 1, 2011:

For once, I am as confused as my Husband, and have nothing I can actually say. Other than, perhaps my Co-workers might be able to shed some light on the situation in a bit, so stay tuned I guess.

► Reeve (Verified PRT Agent)
Replied on March 1, 2011:

Please refrain from doxxing yourself Kitsu. It is also against PRT policy to speak for the PRT when you're not on duty.

However, as they said, we do have an official statement we'd like to share, and I'll link it below.

Keep calm and try to stay indoors while we resolve matters, and watch the official broadcast in case of any incoming emergencies resulting from this in your area.

Do not answer your doors to people you do not know, and do not engage with rioters, regardless of what they may do, as they will all be detained shortly, and it would be unfortunate if innocents were caught up in this.

Here are the links to the official statements: [Link] [Link]

► WatchingStooge
Replied on March 1, 2011:

This might be related to the Juggernaut. I was watching the various tracking sites focused on the Juggernaut and man was running from Africa across the ocean (that is still a wild statement to say with Leviathan around) and last known location had him at North America at where the Fallen are rumored to be based in. Almost the exact same time he reached his latest location all this chaos happened? Coincidence? It might not be.

► Uber (Villain) (Cape)
Replied on March 2, 2011:

I don't like the look of this. Bro apparently fucked off and broke Eagleton right after, and passed by the place 1337 gets his games from according to This Thread. And then Tin_Mother goes offline for the first time since PHO was created… Something smells fishy as hell.

► Barely_Berry_Barry_TheBear: (Admin)
Replied on March 2, 2011:

Just because Tin_Mother is taking a much needed break doesn't mean you are allowed to go off topic. Please keep discussion about the Juggernaut in This Thread

[Etc.]

♦Topic: Juggernaut killed the S9!
In: Boards ► North America ► USA ► General

Schlock (Original Poster)
Posted on March 2, 2011:

The Juggernaut has destroyed another group, but this time he killed the Slaughterhouse 9! Trackers watching him running around the country destroying places like the Fallen compound, Eagleton, and Heartbreaker's place saw him briefly stop in a small town. Not long after I got a call from a friend who was excited to tell me the good news that the S9 got destroyed by the Juggernaut. Not gonna reveal how he knew but I trust him in regards to info like this. Gonna go celebrate and get drunk! Suck it you damn murder hobos!

► Party_Gurl
Replied on March 2, 2011:
Woooo! Did somebody say Par-tay?

► Cat in a Hat
Replied on March 2, 2011:

I think they did my dear. Perhaps we should grab some Green Beer and Ale?

► KisstheIrish
Replied on March 2, 2011:

This ain't Saint Patties day, but eh, who cares! Green Beer and Ale coming right up!

► Reeve (Verified PRT Agent)
Replied on March 2, 2011:

Please do not celebrate just yet, especially if you were in the area where this occurred. Bonesaw may have created a plague that could have unknown and most-likely extremely lethal effects, so please seal yourselves in your homes and call the PRT if you think you've been exposed to it.

We don't yet know the dangers of what we're dealing with here, and we do not want to let it spiral out of control. Please remain indoors until the investigations are over.

► KisstheIrish
Replied on March 2, 2011:
Damn you S9! Even in death you ruin my day!

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AN:
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Kitsu: Wooooo! This took literally over a month to complete! This shit was soooo asss to finish due to a lot of people just straight up being unavailable due to sooo many reasons!

And now I be finally finished!

Next chapter should be much faster to be completed, hopefully.

Join my discord and suggest crazy shit for Juggy boy to do! Or my patreon, if you feel like supporting me. Plz feed the foxxo in fact. The foxxo is always in need of snacks. https://aikoakiyoshi.carrd.co/

Anyway, thanks for reading and Stay Fluffy!

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

Here to Halp 07:
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And so this is what happens when you trap two Filipinos in a VC with a mad Canadian foxxo.
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"Soooooo," Cain asked the nearest drug addict with a roll of his shoulders. "I'm gonna kill your boss, so if you don't wanna end up like him, you might wanna skip town…"

"Fuuuuck you," a man slurred out as he flipped Juggernaut the finger while holding a blunt in one hand. "Ah dunt care hu yu are ya bigh assh muthafucka! Yu shulsdh shtay ahway frum Skiiiiihdmaar..."

The man barfed all over the ground, and he was still giving Juggernaut the finger.

"Uh, you okay buddy?" he asked, patting the man on the back to help him clear his throat. Unfortunately, he may have patted a little too hard.

The first pat was enough to splatter the man all over the pavement.

"Oh shit!" he jumped backwards, flying through a school bus and watching as the area began to fill with bugs. "Fuck!"

Cain ran, straight towards where Skidmark was, a legion of flying bugs hot on his trail. He was pretty sure that Skitter was controlling those, and that he was going to have a terrible time shortly if he didn't move fast to kill all the targets in the area and leave.

"Ayo!" a raspy voice called out loudly. Skidmark came out of a worn-out building, fixing his pants while holding onto a bottle of beer. "I'm trying to get high here!" he angrily ranted before grabbing a gun from somewhere and shooting towards the sky.

"Who the hell's trying to jump me on mah turf?! I don't get jumped, I'm the one doing the jumping here, you bitch ass fucktards!" he tossed the beer bottle down on the ground, shattering it. The high man then grabbed a weird looking bong from somewhere and took a hit. "Who's the punk ass, bitch interruptin' my buzz?!" he asked, looking into the side of it like it would somehow tell him the answer.

"Aaaw c'mon Skiddy~! Did ya really have to look away for a bit?" Squealer groaned out as she opened a garage door in the building nearby, revealing a zmassive tank she was working on as she looked back at Skidmark crossly. "C'mon now! I was, like, JUUUST about to get so fucking high, Skiddy! Don't just leave a girl hanging!"

Cain shuddered, before simply picking up her nearby tank-thing by the barrel and smacking the both of them with it. He wasn't one to waste words really, not to people like this.

Skidmark stared at impending doom... before cursing. "Oh fuck you, you bitch ass nig—"

Squealer didn't even get to say anything before her own tank turned her into paste.

"Welp, guess that's that then," he sighed, making his way out of the rusty, rundown trainyards until he accidentally stepped on a jelly-blob of some sort with arms.

"Wait, uh," he looked at it. It was extremely dead.

"Huh, that's not good," he said, but ultimately shrugged it off.

At least the bug swarm was finally gone? Though he knew it would probably be back later.

"I just gotta think of it like making omelets," he told himself with gritted teeth. "Can't do that without breaking a few eggs."

"Huh, speaking of eggs…" he looked around. "Does Tattletale like eggs? She's a fox after all…"

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Tattletale was fucking terrified.

She had no idea why, but the Juggernaut decided it was a good idea to take a visit to lovely Brockton Bay, and now...

Thud!

Man approaching your apartment, weight inconsistent with human musculature. Does not compute.

Walking up the stairs, unable to take elevator.

Distant screams, alarms. Druggie on floor under us fired a pistol, ineffective.

Is now outside of apartment.

Don't make any sudden moves.

Even her own power knew that she was probably fucked, because the walking disaster was right there. On her doorstep...

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

He's here. Don't open the door.

Tattletale, too curious for her own good, opened it anyway.

"Hey Tattletale!" the Juggernaut cheerfully called out to her, handing her a bag of hardboiled eggs he had stolen from a convenience store and some… Fried Tofu? "I need your help with something, so I brought you a bribe!"

He knows who you are.

Tattletale could only whine in despair.

'Damn it, I'm fucked!' she thought to herself, before she looked at the bribe.

A bribe for foxes... Knows Japanese myth. Bribe is for Japanese kitsune for good luck.

'Why the hell does he think that?!' Tattletale screamed internally as she looked at the bag for a few moments, before finally making a decision.

Whether or not it was a good decision is something that she was still thinking on.

"... Fuck it, I'll take it," Tattletale said with a small sigh as she grabbed the bag. "What do you want?"

"I am going to kill Coil, so I need you to work with Armsmaster to keep all his Deadman switches and bombs from going off," Juggernaut nodded. "So come on, let's get going so I can set you free sooner!"

"... Bullshit."

No, he's not, in fact, bullshitting.

'Shut the fuck up.'

"Fine, I'll help, but you better have more bribes like this," Tattletale said as she ate the Fried Tofu first.

"... Especially the Fried Tofu. I want more of these."

"We can stop and get some from the nice old lady who liked my work later," he grinned. "When she heard I was recruiting a tricky fox to help take down an sneaky snake, she just asked that I endorse her business to anyone who asks, so we can go to Mama Jo's later if we do a good job."

"Wait, you just got these for free?!" Tattletale squealed out in shock. "I thought you stole these! You don't even have any cash on you!"

"Turns out she's a fan!" he laughed. "But yeah, I would have found a place to steal from, but she saw me on the street and asked how she could help."

"You're just bullshit," Tattletale said as she nibbled her tofu. "But fuck it, I'll bite. What plans do you have to get rid of my scaly little problem?"

The Juggernaut chuckled to her confusion. "Nah, his false timeline simulation precog won't help him if I am immune to all his defenses, and can actively track him no matter where he goes on the planet." There was a mild impression that he was grinning like a dumbass behind that helmet of his.

He is telling the truth. Do NOT piss him off.

Wait...

'That coin trick of his when he recruited me! That's how Coil did it! He's a goddamn precog!'

Signs point to yes. Other coincidental events during Coil's missions also corellate to that possibility.

'Motherfucker.'

"And on THAT terrifying thought, I am going to make sure you don't do anything stupid," Tattletale said with a small sigh, biting into her tofu with a little more force than necessary. "Any more grand plans that I need to know about?"

"Well I gotta fight Lung and Oni-Lee, and the Empire after, but they should be a lot easier to deal with," the Juggernaut nodded, holding out his arm to her. "If you climb on, I can give you a bit of armor protection while you're there so you won't get smushed by accident."

"..." Tattletale looked up at the massive form of the Juggernaut, then back at herself.

"You are way too big..." she complained as she sat down on his arm. "And we're going to look ridiculous."

"Don't worry Tats," he grinned, making her a foxgirl-themed armor to cover her up. "You look very cute!"

Tattletale blinked as she looked at herself, her eyes wide before she looked at Juggernaut.

"The hell is this?!" Tattletale screeched out as she looked at her armor. "Why the hell do I suddenly have armor!?" she gave Juggernaut's helmet a small knock with her fist. "Your power is fucking bullshit!"

"How am I supposed to protect you without armor?" Juggernaut asked.

The young woman blushed, then groaned audibly, because she knew.

Oh she knew...

"I am never going to hear the end of this," she muttered to herself, realizing her new position as a designated Shoulder girl, while she and the Juggernaut left the apartment complex.

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Armsmaster's foot tapped against the floor repeatedly, impatience was clear in his posture as he glared at the elevator doors. A lot of problems had happened and after attending a meeting with Director Piggot, his mood had worsened.

The topic was the numerous problems that had happened because of Juggernaut. Triggers, casualties, and even a cult of all things had formed in Africa. And it all occurred because of that armored bastard.

Juggernaut caused a lot of problems, but Armsmaster knew they could handle it. Like they always had.

Then they lost contact with Dragon. And that was when Juggernaut was in Canada. It was obvious what had happened that very day: Juggernaut killed Dragon.

Out of all the things that happened, the very entity that suddenly appeared killed one of his closest friends.

It was unforgiveable.

And the worst part? People were praising the murderer. For what? Mindless slaughter of thousands, maybe even more? The monster was a walking force of nature controlled by the whims of a literal Endbringer!

Villains were his main targets, but there were more ways to handle them. Ways that would not involve numerous civilian casualties! What Juggernaut would always do, as evident in his ways, was take a hammer and use brute force.

He was like a caveman who solved his problems with a huge stick.

As he mused to himself, the Elevator doors opened to a scene he most despised. The Juggernaut had broken into the building, and he had apparently found a new… friend.

"Armsmaster! Buddy! Just the man I need right now," he spoke, as though they were somehow friends, despite never having met before.

The people in the Lobby began to whisper among themselves, their phones all recording the sight as though it was something novel and amazing in their minds. Pictures were taken from unsavory angles, and the woman in fox-themed armor on his shoulder simply ate a boiled egg while they waited for his response.

"Hello," the fox woman said in utter deadpan. "I am..."

She looked at Juggernaut for a few moments.

"Do I really have to introduce myself as... as..." She choked out, as if trying not to gag at the words she was about to say.

"I dunno? What name were you going to introduce yourself by?" Juggernaut asked. "I didn't actually give you one? I was just winging it."

The young woman stayed silent for a few moments, before finally...

"The name is Mindfox..." she said, as if unsure, as if this is the...

"What are you doing here?" Armsmaster glared at Juggernaut, his eyes filled with hatred.

"I'm saving the city from the Villains!" Juggernaut grinned. "Just like with all the others, like the Dragonslayers and the S9, there are some real bad guys here. Coil being the worst of them."

"Wait what?" Armsmaster blinked. His posture stiffened as he approached Juggernaut with a frown. Fists were clenched as he tried to control his breathing.

"What do you mean?" he asked with an irritated growl.

"I mean that Coil is just as bad as the Dragonslayers with their Ascalon Program for Dragon, keeping her under their control and threatening her with it, or the S9 with how they had been killing innocent people for fun," Juggernaut claimed boldly. "They're real Sadistic, just like that Thomas Calvert guy calling himself Coil while planting bombs pretty much everywhere and bugging the PRT stuff. Guy's sneaky too."

Mindfox seemed silent for a few moments, before she laughed loudly, the bag filled with fried tofu almost spilling from her hands as she slapped Juggernaut's helmet.

"You stupid, stupid little-!" She screeched out to him, "You can't just reveal stuff like that! We needed leverage! Leverage! We could've used this to bargain and now you just-! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Leverage?" he asked, "What use is that when we're gonna dip from this world as soon as we're finished? Also, he probably would have tried to kill us if we lied to him or hid things. Wouldn't have worked, but still."

"But STILL! You could've had a BIT more tact you IDIOT!"

"Also, another world? What the hell do you mean we can go to another world?"

"Thomas Calvert..." Armsmaster slowly repeated before turning towards Mindfox. "How do we know you're telling us the truth? You're accusing a PRT Consultant of being Coil."

"Well it's either you confirm it while I make my way towards him, and save thousands of lives from his bombs going off when he dies, or you get in my way and end up as collateral?" he asked with a shrug. "You don't really have much of an option here."

Staring at Juggernaut for a few seconds, Armsmaster let out a calming breath, putting his anger aside despite his entire being roaring at him to fight, to send the murderer to the Birdcage himself. However, he was not stupid, he saw and witnessed everything that happened with Juggernaut. There was no way for him to stop this menace.

"Fine, but we will only apprehend Thomas Calvert," he made a note to talk to Director Piggot... again...

"... Yea, no," Mindfox said with a growl as she bit on her fried tofu furiously. "That fucker doesn't get to walk away after putting a gun on my head!"

She then looked at Juggernaut with a growl.

"If you kill him I'll be your fucking minion forever, deal?" She growled out.

"You're not a minion though? You're an intelligent woman with more than enough of a grip to sit on my shoulder without falling off," he chuckled.

"I don't care! Kill the fucker and you get a shoulder fox! There!"

"Okay!" he said, giving her a thumbs up. "Let's go kill a snake."

Armsmaster stared at them for a few seconds. He felt incredibly... exasperated. Here was an extremely dangerous individual casually arguing with a woman who acted like a fox. And they were doing it while talking about murder...

He needed a cup of coffee... and a vacation...

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Shadow Stalker was aware that what she was doing was a really bad idea, she was already in hot water at this point after the PRT discovered that she was out on unauthorized patrols at night as well, so if her superiors found out about this, she would get sanctioned.

That fucking hardass Piggy bitch flayed her over the coals for the former already, but what she's about to do would guarantee that she would be court martialed, or worse, transferred to a Simurgh Containment Facility for training.

But Shadow Stalker didn't care. After all, she was hunting the ultimate animal on this block, the animal that just decided to walk into her hunting grounds:

The Juggernaut.

Now, Shadow Stalker was no fool, she knew that in a straight-on fight she would definitely lose against the Juggernaut. It was made very clear in Canberra what he could do when given the chance to ramp up. Scores of heroes better than her have tried and failed to stop him.

But she was different.

Her powers made her uniquely capable of taking down the prey in front of her.

She only needs one shot.

Oh, she can already see it, the Juggernaut with his new pet bitch rushing around in their fancy armor, doing whatever they were doing, and then, a well-placed shadow bolt to the head of the Juggernaut first.

Then another on his pet bitch.

The blood spray would be magnificent.

Then she would take his helmet, the same helmet that she had completely bypassed with her powers and mount it on her bedroom, her ultimate achievement: Killing the unbreakable, the unstoppable.

Once these fools and doubters saw what she had done, no one would doubt her ever again. Especially the Piggy Bitch and Armsmaster. That machine obsessed autistic prick, would finally let her cleanse Brockton Bay of all the filth that was rotting it from within.

Oh she could already see it, she already had plans.

She would target Skidmark first, that druggie obsessed freak, and his pocket bitch Squealer too. She will riddle them with crossbow bolts before executing them with a bolt to the head each.

After the Merchants implode from their lack of leadership, she will clean up the druggies first, their bodies stacked high on the alleyways of her city. Her hunting ground will be sterilized of the druggie filth before she moved on to bigger targets.

The next targets would either be the Empire 88 or the ABB.

A part of Shadow Stalker wanted to hit the ABB first. After all, Lung is the bigger threat between the two, and him ramping up to his dragon form would be a pain to deal with. However...

Fuck Nazis. So against her better judgement, the E88 would be what she targets next, and after wiping them out, the ABB would be the only gang left in Brockton Bay.

Sure she would need the PRT's help to subdue Lung, she couldn't take on a raging dragon alone after all, but finally, finally, Brockton Bay would be clean.

And it would be thanks to her, Shadow Sta—

"We'll have to be careful not to crush the poor Tinker between your thighs though Mindfox," the Juggernaut nodded as he made his way into a building nearby. "He'll probably need your help to defuse the big bomb."

"Are you saying my thighs are fat?" Mindfox asked crossly as she squeezed her thigh, frowning in thought.

"There is a difference between being pleasantly thicc, and actually fat," the man told her. "You have some good muscle on you, and take care of your body, so you definitely aren't fat."

Mindfox was silent for a few moments, before finally saying one thing:

"Pervert."

"Hey! Just because I can appreciate the hard work you put in, doesn't mean I'm perving on you," the Juggernaut laughed, stomping on the floor hard enough to cave the ground in. "Armsmaster will be here in a few seconds, the bomb is right there."

Shadow Stalker knew, this was her best chance.

So, without hesitation, she coated her crossbow bolt with shadow and fired at the Juggernaut's head.

She can already see the crossbow bolt sink inside of his helmet, a violent spray of—

It plinked off his helmet.

She blinked, the sight in question an impossibility in her eyes, as she charged another crossbow bolt and fired again.

It plinked off his helmet. Again.

She growled as she tried to attack again.

Surely this next crossbow bolt would—

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Watching the idiot load another bolt to fire at the Juggernaut, Armsmaster let out a tired sigh. Out of all the Wards that had encountered the walking force of nature, it had to be the most troublesome of them all.

Worst, he could tell that her current actions were fueled by her philosophy. A philosophy that could easily get her killed... especially because she was trying to kill Juggernaut of all things!

Armsmaster knew she was a stubborn idiot, but was there even a sliver of intelligence inside her brain? Obviously, none, because she was going after the most dangerous being in the world.

Being, because they had no idea if Juggernaut was human.

"Is there anything inside her that's actually functional?" Armsmaster let out a sigh of frustration as he made up his mind. He needed to get over there, grab her by the scruff of her neck, and drag her back to the PRT.

At this rate, he might as well call her Shadow Pooch with how annoying she was. Like, how could a young woman like her whose philosophy revolves around Darwinism not have a single sense of danger?

Better heroes had tried, and all of them failed.

What could she and her medieval weapon do against an armored menace? Nothin—

Was she using fucking broadheads?! Those were not permitted! She should only be using non-lethal bolts!

Out of all the idiotic shit she had done to date, Shadow Stalker was using lethal bolts! Against the fucking Juggernaut!

And was she insane?! Her tricks had not worked even once, she was literally doing the same thing again and again, hoping for a different result. Shadow Stalker was now a walking definition of insanity!

God, he needed to grab her, put her in probation again, and hope everything worked out.

Might be the best time to see if he could install some soundproofing in his helmet. It would help with the inevitable nagging from Shadow Stalker... and probably from Director Piggot too...

Shadow Stalker only growled in frustration as she loaded in one last broadhead bolt to fire at the Juggernaut again...

"Uh, why are these mosquitos so persistent?" the Juggernaut asked, waving his hand to ward off the arrows.

Unfortunately, the pressure wave from the way he was waving his hand around was enough to launch Shadow Stalker off into the pole line, just as she attempted to go into her shadow form. The pole line broke, and her body was wrapped up in several live wires, partially phased into them.

She screamed in shock and pain for a few seconds, before falling unconscious.

And then she died, the electricity frying her body like a potato in a microwave.

Armsmaster stared. He wanted to say he was shocked, but he wasn't, he was tired. PRT had just lost one of their Wards, but strangely enough, he felt nothing.

Hell, he had to steady himself when Juggernaut waved his hand. He was wearing armor and he almost lost his balance.

After a few seconds, Armsmaster used his helmet to call PRT headquarters. "Bring an ambulance on my location," he said, obviously tired.

Shadow Stalker was dead. But it was protocol for medical personnel to try everything they could to resuscitate the dead before declaring them dead.

"An accident has occurred," Armsmaster declared before walking over to Juggernaut.

"So, how do we deal with his bomb?"

"Hmm... The bomb is made of Tinkertech so it will be a bit difficult," Mindfox said with a hum of thought. "Give me a few seconds..."

Mindfox started to... poke at the bomb in question, giving it a sniff and looked at the wiring.

"Hmm, this is... difficult. Armsmaster, you're going to need something that can fry the electronics so that defusing this one won't trigger the bombs all over the city," Mindfox said with a scowl visible on her helm. "This should give us five, maybe fifteen minutes before this thing resets and blows everything up."

"I got it," Armsmaster went through his armor before grabbing a cylinder. "So, all we need is to fry everything, right?" he asked Mindfox.

"No, frying the electronics is just the easy part, it gives us the time to take out this bomb's power supply," Mindfox said with a wince. "Like I said, after frying the electronics we have five to fifteen minutes before the bomb resets and blows up anyway."

"I was hoping to save this for later..." Armsmaster sighed, cracking the bomb open before opening the cylinder... and promptly dumping the steaming coffee all over it.

In an instant, sparks flew, and the circuit just melted.

"... Wait, that worked!? How?!" Mindfox squeaked out as she looked at Armsmaster. "You melted the circuits and the fucking power supply! What the fuck was that?!"

Armsmaster turned to Mindfox and Juggernaut. "I like my coffee strong," he stated with a shrug.

"... Your stomach lining should be in shreds then, and yet you're still alive," Mindfox said with a wince.

"My old boss and I would have loved to have a mug of this with you on those long night shifts," Juggernaut nodded, giving him a thumbs up. "Especially the ones where it got so hard to move the rest of the equipment that we just flopped on the floor and slept."

"You were a salaryman? Bullshit," Mindfox said with a side-eye at her partner.

"I can see it," Armsmaster replied with a slow chuckle as he looked down at the melted bomb. "I'm gonna need more coffee later..."

He made sure to check his helmet's recorder to file away the fact that Juggernaut was a salaryman, which meant that he was human. Every single piece of information, whether that be relevant or not, was vital.

Especially when it was about Juggernaut.

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Coil was certain that everything was completely under control.

He knew that the current situation was... Untenable at the moment. Given that the Juggernaut was in Brockton Bay and his empire was about to be smashed underfoot.

However, that did not mean that he was out of options. As he sat in his house, well away from his secret base, he drank his coffee and made a few... Calls.

A call to an associate here, a minion there, making preparations to ensure his inevitable escape...

Oh, and his funds too, he should move them to a different alias. Can't make a new criminal empire on another city if he was penniless after all.

It took him some time to finish all of this, as he needed to deal with a few loose ends. Some of his more... unruly employees needed to be disposed of.

Such a shame that his previous plans to acquire Miss Alcott would be scrapped. However, a simple drive towards her school wouldn't be such a bad idea.

The temptation of such a... delicious power alongside his was too much to ignore.

He hummed and split the timeline, one where he leisurely stuffed his briefcase with all of his confidential documents and started the upload of all the cape identities of the E88, ABB and the PRT.

Meanwhile, his second timeline was him just leaving his house, walked towards the car waiting for him, and drove away.

His destination: Dinah's school for some asset acquisition.

As both timelines seemed to be safe for a moment, nothing at all happening in either one, he relaxed, his body sagging in slight relief. And then, just as he was about to turn a corner, he saw the Juggernaut, and the wall to his home broke open a voice calling out "Oh yeah!" as he died in his first timeline.

He jolted from his relaxed position as his first timeline was destroyed, eyes bulging from the shock as he looked at his driver.

"Get out of the city as fast as you can!" He said in fear, while on a second timeline, he kept calm and let his driver drive him to Dinah's school.

Surely, he would have a chance of gaining a new thinker, yes? He already lost Tattletale after all, he needed to recoup his losses.

Unfortunately, his path took him right by the Juggernaut, who simply reached his hand out and crushed the entire car in one hand while his former pet laughed at him. With him still inside.

He groaned as a massive headache sent a shock to his system, before he saw something that sent ice down his veins.

The Juggernaut, with his Pet, leisurely strolling towards his car.

Coil was so shocked at this, that he almost forgot to use his power, before he finally had the sense to split the timeline again.

He fought his almost debilitating headache as he directed his driver to turn an intersection while the other continued out of the city in a straight line.

In the timeline where he turned, he found his car suddenly lifted off the ground by its rear wheels, and kicked off into orbit like it was a football at an NFL playoff. He didn't survive the rapid decompression, nor the head-on collision with the Simurgh.

He groaned as he split the timeline again, this time to loop back towards Dinah's school to try and lose the Juggernaut there, with one of his mercenaries driving a car identical to the one he was in.

Surely the stupid brute would just follow the second car—

Unfortunately, the Juggernaut simply grabbed both cars, and slammed them together like they were children's toys, until nothing was left of either of them. Then, seeing Coil had managed to fall out of the car and was trying to escape, stomped him through the pavement by his waist, splattering his intestines across the road and watching him slowly die.

Well, that didn't work.

Perhaps if he made his way towards his base he could hunker down and fight the Juggernaut? Surely some of his Tinkertech weapons and multitudes of mercenaries could take down the bastard?

However, the moment he turned towards the base, the timeline abruptly ended, and he was stuck facing the Juggernaut in his own car, his bodyguard and driver replaced with the man while Tattletale — or was it Mindfox now — sat on the dash, facing him with an armored boot on his crotch.

"Hehehe, here's a little present for you, you little shit," Tattletale crowed victoriously before she stomped his crotch with her armored boot. Before he could finish his screams of pain, she fired two shots into his chest and one through his head, killing him instantly.

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"Haaaaah... That's fucking satisfying..." Mindfox said with a sigh as she emptied her pistol's bullets on Coil's cooling corpse. "Just let me stand here for a bit, I want to enjoy the fact that this son of a bitch is dead."

"I'm not sure that's the best idea," Cain told her with a small grunt. "Looks like the PRT are on their way, and they're a little mad that we killed someone important."

"Just let me have this moment, okay?" Mindfox said as she loaded another magazine, "I have a lot of pent-up aggression against this son of a bitch."

"Unless you stay close to me, you won't get the benefit of my power," Cain reminded her. "And I'm about to start moving."

"... Fine, let's get a move on then," Mindfox said as she went back to her seat on Cain's shoulder. "I want more fried tofu for this."

"We can get some after we deal with the incoming fight," Cain told her, poking her on the side of her helmet gently. "If we don't, we will get the place caught up in all of this, and that won't be fair to them."

"Right then, let's get the hell out of here," Mindfox said as she patted Juggernaut's helmet. "I want that fried tofu sooner rather than later after all!"

The revving of an engine echoed through the silent highway. Armsmaster's motorcycle skidded to a stop in front of the two. His armored visage shone as he got off his bike, approaching the pair.

"Juggernaut, Mindfox," he glanced towards Coil's dead body. "I was hoping to capture Coil alive to interrogate him... but you beat us to it."

Armored trucks stopped behind him before dozens of armored men with foam guns formed a disciplined line. Each of them had said guns pointed at Juggernaut, their trigger fingers itching to shoot.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Armsmaster?" Mindfox asked with a tilt of her head as she looked at the PRT. "You do know that whatever you do to my associate is just an exercise in futility, yes?"

"I have received orders from my superiors," Armsmaster stated, his hand clenching his halberd tightly. "Juggernaut is to be captured and sent to the Birdcage to prevent any more damage. Collateral or otherwise."

"I'll try to make it as painless as possible," Cain told him, shoulder slumped as he advanced on their position. "I'm sure you'd do the same in my position."

Mindfox shook her head.

"They're not gonna take that well, Juggernaut," she said as she looked at the tensing PRT troopers. "Might have been better if you just kept quiet there."

Armsmaster held a fist up. "On charges of multiple accounts of murder, damage to property, and God knows what else, you are sentenced to imprisonment in the Birdcage."

"Surrender and cooperate, Juggernaut."

Mindfox scoffed as she stretched her arms.

"Not happening, sadly, we'll be taking our leave soon."

"Unfortunate," Armsmaster let out a sigh before forming a hand signal.

"Fire at will!"

Cain simply moved. And kept moving through it, despite all their efforts to stop him.

Nothing slowed him down as he removed the guns from their hands, along with their arms by mistake, and used them to destroy the trucks behind them like their flesh and weapons were a fastball to a glass window.

"... You are so fucking busted," Mindfox said with a shake of her head. "I swear you need to be NERF'd but you're exactly what Earth Bet needs I think."

"Fuck..." Armsmaster grunted as he held onto his bleeding stub. The armored hero turned to look at the troopers before letting out a painful groan as he injected something into his injury.

"This is Armsmaster, call for backup and get some fucking ambulances on my location!" he barked out as he forced himself to stand up, glaring at Juggernaut.

"I don't recommend fighting me," Cain sighed. "It's a lot harder to not simply destroy you outright when you attack me than it is to turn you and everything around you into dust."

"You're all gonna lose you know!" Mindfox taunted with a laugh as she waved at them gaily. "Do you really want to throw away your lives for something so meaningless?"

"Bringing a criminal to justice is never meaningless," Armsmaster grunted out. "Juggernaut has committed countless crimes, and he must be punished. How many people has he murdered in his rampage? How many more will die if we let him go unpunished?"

"The answer is simple: more will die if we let Juggernaut do as he pleases," he stated as he stood straight against the behemoth of a man. "And it's our job to make sure that doesn't happen."

Mindfox just sighed and shook her head.

"Well, don't say I didn't warn you," she said with a shrug. "Feel free to hit Juggernaut here as much as you all want, it's not gonna change a thing."

"I have very few targets left before I leave this world on my own," Cain pointed out. "I have the rest of the simurgh bombs, the Endbringers, and Scion, who is actually out to destroy your world after giving out powers and collecting enough data. The dude really only needs one bad day to just vaporize your planet, and all those I've sought out to kill would also kill thousands more lives than I did on a weekly basis individually, so I'm doing you all a favor here."

"Wait, what?!" Mindfox squealed as she looked at Cain in shock. "What's that about Scion!?"

"That he's a depressed space whale who really should have taught his wife not to text and drive," Cain nodded.

"... Oh my God, you're telling the truth," Mindfox said in appalled horror.

"I mean, yeah?" Cain looked at her. "What would I gain from lying that I can't gain from just smashing things for more power? It would be kinda pointless."

Armsmaster remained silent for a few moments before hanging his head low. "Bruh. I give up," he let out a frustrated sigh before looking at his stub. "At least I can install a better arm."

Mindfox shrugged at Armsmasters words.

"You realized the weakness of your flesh and it disgusts you, Armsy?" Mindfox asked snarkily. "You craving the strength and certainty of steel?"

Armsmaster looked down and nodded. "My flesh... to be made into machine. I can't believe I'm saying this, but thanks. I have a good excuse to change everything," he turned towards the remnants of the troopers.

"Prepare to retreat and prepare the coagulants! Everyone's getting a new arm today!"

"Uh," Cain sighed. "All's well that ends well?"

Mindfox shrugged.

"Maybe? It could've been worse," Mindfox said with a small grin. "All of the things went according to my deductions and we've also escaped Brockton Bay as well! We're home free to do our stuff now! Nothing can possibly go wro—"

The roar of a massive flaming lizard breaking through several buildings echoed nearby.

"Juggernauuuuuurt! I kirrrr yuuuuuuuuuuuu!" the rage dragon screamed.

"I sometimes wonder if your Thinker power is all for show," Cain nodded.

"Hell no! That's completely unrelated to my Thinker power, Juggernaut! This is clearly a setup! A setup!" Mindfox screamed as she looked in horror at Lung's current state. "D-Don't just stand there! Do something!"

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Stomping towards the armored bastard, Lung unleashed a stream of fire from his mouth.

If his fire was not enough, the Juggernaut would also have to deal with his foot!

Buildings crumbled with each step, windows smashed with the vibrations. But he didn't care, why would he care about property damage? Lung only cared about crushing the Juggernaut with his bare hands. He knew that one way or another, the ABB would be next on the chopping block.

And that was unacceptable.

So, it was best to nip the problem in the bud.

"Burn!"

The armored man grabbed the flame as though it was solid, balled it up and compressed it into a solid cube, and then tossed it back like he was rolling a die straight through Lung's brain.

"What the fu—" Lung didn't finish, as the cube of fire went through his head, leaving his mind literally blank.

"Juggernaut, I don't think that cube's enough!" Mindfox groaned out as she looked at the rage dragon. "We need something bigger to deal with this son of a bitch!"

"I think we'll be alright," Juggernaut chuckled moving forwards and punching Lung's stomach out of his back, only for it to regenerate tougher in time for the next punch, his power ramping up faster than ever before.

Lung growled. "You son of a bi—" he let out a snarl, his voice becoming unintelligible as he tried to smack Juggernaut with one of his hands.

Juggernaut grabbed the hand and ripped it off, along with his entire arm, before smacking Lung with it repeatedly. "I don't think it's a good idea to hit yourself so hard," he joked as he smacked Lung's face with his own dismembered shoulder. "You might get brain damage."

"Arrgh!" Lung glared at Juggernaut before thrashing his body around, attacking indiscriminately. Buildings fell as he crashed around, flames bellowed from his mouth, spreading across the streets.

As the buildings collapsed, white powder began to fall from the sky around them, like snow that didn't melt. It coated the streets burnt off his body as he began to rampage harder, the strange feeling of his heart pounding in his chest getting stronger and stronger until it actually hurt.

"Ohh... fuuuuck..." Lung tried to stand up... only to stumble. His tail wagged lazily as he lied down on his back. "Thish shit... heh... hahaha... thish shit bangs..."

"... Holy shit, his system can't deal with both the fight and cocaine together!" Mindfox said with a gasp. "Juggernaut! Keep wounding Lung! His powers can't handle purging the drug from his body in addition to healing from the wounds you're giving him!"

"Okay!" Juggernaut grinned, stomping Lung's face and brain in before pulling his chest apart by the ribs to expose it to the falling drugs.

"Hahaha... that feelsh... goooood!" Lung started to cackle, laughing at what should have been something that was extremely painful.

Blood seeped out of his lethal wounds, but he still kept on smiling. The cocaine flooded his senses, making him feel the euphoria of the snow-white powder. Lung cupped his hands, gathering some of the cocaine before dumping it all over his face.

"Ahaha! Fuck..."

"Holy shit, he's dying," Mindfox said as she jumped down from Juggernaut's shoulder and grabbed a piece of rebar, wrenched it from the concrete slab it was on...

And poked Lung.

"Oi, you alright? You doing okay?" Mindfox asked as she continued to poke Lung with the rebar. "Also, Juggernaut, why am I suddenly able to rip rebar off of concrete?"

"Because I'm sharing a fraction of my power with you, and you destroyed Coil?" Juggernaut chuckled. "Also, just rip off his head. He's almost dead."

"Huh, that so?" Mindfox said curiously...

Before she gripped the rebar with both hands and shoved it deep inside of Lung's draconic eye, at the exact spot that pierced his brain...

And his Corona Pollentia.

Lung died almost immediately after that.

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Eidolon knew that he was just hot air.

Deep inside him, he was still that same, sickly boy that was offered a powerful shard by a doctor who was definitely going to be put on a watchlist.

However...

The power was... Intoxicating, with that vial, he was no longer David, no longer someone that had to be attached with IV drips and all sorts of medical equipment to be kept alive.

He was Eidolon now, an ideal, someone that people looked towards in admiration. An ideal for people to be inspired by, somebody that could light the torch for other heroes to follow.

However, a part of him, a small, infinitesimal part of him, wanted something more... Something... with weight.

Deep within him, he wanted something that could CHALLENGE him.

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He knew that he shouldn't think that way. After all, there was already an opponent so strong that Eidolon needed to fight in the future. Scion, the Golden Man, the alien who gave humanity powers with shards that forced them to fight and die for Data.

His mate had already died by Fortuna's hand, a lucky break that Humanity gained in the war against the Entities. Her Path to Victory had gotten them so far, and Cauldron made sure to follow her Path to the letter.

However...

Everything went horribly wrong when Hadhayosh, now called Behemoth, attacked Iraq.

Heroes from all over the world worked together to combat this unprecedented threat. But it was too strong. After the battle, Iraq burned.

People prayed that its attack was a one-time thing, but no. Behemoth attacked again, striking Sao Paolo. Then New York.

Six times Behemoth attacked. It was at that point that they realized Behemoth was just something that they would need to deal with until the heroes could find something to destroy the monster.

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However, it wasn't just Behemoth that came from the deepest depths of hell to torment Humanity.

Jormungandr, Leviathan, came next.

A monster that controlled water in ways capes had never known before. Waves crashed on Oslo, Norway on June 9th, 1996. A storm of unprecedented scale battered the city, wiping it clean from the map and causing an unprecedented refugee crisis.

After that, Behemoth and Leviathan started to attack in a pattern, destroying cities in their wake. In response, the Endbringer Truce was made so that heroes and villains would work together to defend against these inhuman forces of destruction.

Things were silent for a while, the current state of things became a pattern that had to be repeated every few months. A pattern that started to feel... stale.

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And because of that, fate, or some sick sense of humor felt compelled to plague Humanity with one last freak of nature.

She came down to Lausanne, Switzerland on December 30th​, 2002, one day before the New Years.

People that day looked up and stared at this multi-winged woman floating in the sky. The spitting image of an unknowable and terrifying angel from the Christian Bible. It seemed to stare at the populace for a few moments, and sang a song, before flying off into space.

There was no attack that day, no buildings destroyed, no lives lost...

But in six, short months, everything went wrong.

Lausanne became a city of violence. Individuals who had heard the song became antagonistic and hateful. Riots broke out in the streets as normal people and capes rampaged throughout the city.

And after the assassination of the Prime Minister of a country David couldn't even recall, Lausanne was walled off from the world.

That was how Israfel, the Simurgh announced herself to the world. The third and final Endbringer. The most hateful and insidious of them all. Because no matter what you did, once you have heard her song, it was all over.

Your thoughts were no longer your own.

Everything you did, just a vessel for her unknowable design.

All the things that you have done, or what you would do in the future, would only serve to further the designs of the Simurgh, to destroy humanity by making sure that no one could be trusted. Not even those close to you.

You couldn't even trust yourself.

David hated her. He loathed her. She was, in his thoughts, the biggest threat to humanity among the Endbringers. An abominable intelligence whose only goal was to kick humanity down when it tried to ascend to greater heights.

Above all of the Endbringers, Simurgh is the one that David loathed. Hated. Despised.

And she'd dealt despair throughout the world for nine long years.

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Goddamn it, if only he was stronger, if only he wasn't so WEAK!

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He NEEDED to get stronger, He needed strength. He must find a way to save Humanity.

If not him, then who would?

Who else will save Humanity if not their strongest champion?

Eidolon had to be strong, the strongest, even. He needed to attain strength to lead Humanity to victory against the Entities. Because if he failed...

Then all of Humanity would fall. Destroyed by the Entities in the name of their precious Data. Humanity would be nothing more than a footnote to history. A microcosmic fart in the legacy of all universes that came and would come.

He could not let that happen. Not while he had strength left in his body and soul.

And then... THEN... During Canberra, against his most hated foe...

He appeared...

Juggernaut.

That... imbecile of a brute just slammed down the Cape Scene like a meteor, destroying all preconcieved notions of how the world worked for all capes.

He was beyond strength, beyond any sort of counter. Anything and anyone that came to fight him, to defeat him, to kill him, were not only rebuffed, but destroyed utterly.

Juggernaut was an immovable object and an unstoppable force in one. A man so strong that Eidolon, once the most powerful cape in the world, was now playing second fiddle to this... man.

Time and time again, David looked deep within him, trying to find the perfect power, or combination of powers to defeat Juggernaut in combat.

However...

Nothing.

His Shard could not fathom any sort of power that could defeat this force of nature. Ice powers would melt, overheating him wouldn't work, exhaustion and trying to debilitate him just slid off his form like water to duck's wings. Nothing worked.

At the moment, David did not know what could be done with the Juggernaut. He was too strong for any sort of cape to handle. Hell, even Ash Beast was undone when he came to Africa, and now the bastard was in Brockton Bay causing a ruckus!

And then, he had an idea.

If he could somehow discern what shard the Juggernaut had, it would be possible to create countermeasures for him, or even beat him!

David closed his eyes as the swirl of powers inside of him surged. Power after power floated before his eyes, all sorts of Thinker powers that can achieve any goal he could think of.

And yet... nothing.

His powers could not sense any shards from Juggernaut at all. The Juggernaut did not have a Corona Pollentia.

Mother. Fucker.

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"Well, damn..." Daniel Hebert muttered tiredly as he watched Eidolon and Juggernaut through a pair of binoculars. The boat shifted every so often due to the waves. Normally, he would try to relax and enjoy the tiniest of peace that Brockton Bay could offer.

But evacuating the city and surviving the horde of panicking people rendered that impossible.

Fortunately, his daughter was with him. His face didn't show it, but he was relieved. Extremely so. Taylor was his only daughter, his only family. Even though he had depression, Daniel was capable of acting like the father he was.

Sometimes...

Speaking of...

"Dad," Taylor called out to him softly from behind.

Daniel grunted in response, glancing towards his daughter. She was, fortunately, unharmed. Although she looked shaken, which was understandable since Juggernaut was literally on shore a couple of miles away.

Unfortunately, she had been pressing him to go back to said shore. For what goddamn reason, Daniel didn't care nor would he even think about it. Not with Juggernaut on the loose in Brockton Bay. The armored man, thing, whatever, was a walking disaster and he would be damned if he would let his daughter get close to it.

"Dad, please, you need to listen to me," putting down the binoculars, Daniel sighed before turning around to face her. Her eyes were wide and her breathing was erratic. It looked like she was on the verge of breaking down.

"W-we need to get back on shore. I... its... it's a lot safer there than here!"

Daniel frowned. "Taylor, Juggernaut's on shore. Its a lot safer here than there—"

"Then go to the other side! As long as it's not where Juggernaut is, it's fine, right?!" Taylor bit her lips, frustration showing on her face. "Anywhere but... but here!"

Another sigh left Daniel's lips. "Taylor, what's gotten into you?" he asked worriedly.

What his daughter was suggesting was a bad idea. The boat only had enough fuel for a short trip back to shore after Juggernaut had been dealt with. Certainly not enough to circle around the Bay to find a safer place.

Plus, he was not risking his daughter even after Juggernaut had gone. After it got dealt with, he would not sail back to shore for at least a few more hours. He managed to pack enough supplies to last an entire day, so they should be able to stay a while longer.

Now if only the Bay's water was clean instead of a toxic sludg—

Taylor suddenly grabbed him by the shoulders, her eyes were wider than before and she was noticeably panicking. "Dad! We need to go back to shore, please!"

"No, Taylor, that's fina—" Daniel wasn't able to finish his sentence as he heard buzzing. Lots of buzzin—

"What the hell?!" a swarm of flies covered his vision, making him panic. He couldn't even hear anything but the buzzing of the insects.

But that doesn't matter.

"Taylor, get back!" he tried to swat at the flies.

At the very least, he should act like a real dad for his daughte—

"Sorry, dad..."

Through all the buzzing, that was the only thing Daniel heard from his daughter before he felt something hard hit him at the back of the head.

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Getting the boat to move took a bit of time, but thankfully, her dad always had a notepad with instructions beside it. Why her dad had a set of instructions on how to start the boat, Taylor didn't know, but she wasn't going to complain.

Hopefully, she didn't hit him too hard. A concussion would be bad, but that'd be better than staying still and waiting for fucking Leviathan to say hi.

She really wanted to tell her dad that she was feeling the crabs, lobsters, and shrimp fucking panicking. Their instincts were telling them two things.

Fucking. Run.

First, Juggernaut, and then Leviathan? From one problem to the next. It was like jumping out of the pan and into the fire. Because they had not only one problem, but two of them.

And the two problems could level cities. One could just run around and destroy everything at Mach plus speed, and the other could just decide to flood the entire city and fuck off afterwards.

Truthfully, Taylor didn't know which of the two were worse!

Either way, it was better to be near and slightly far than the Juggernaut than to literally have Leviathan lurking beneath them waiting to appear and give them the jump scare of a lifetime.

She'd seen plenty of jump scares in videos and in games, but a jump scare from a thirty-foot monster was something she would rather not experience. At. All.

Focusing on her senses, she nervously watched Leviathan lurking under the water. The way it remained still under the water, its eyes staring at nothing made Taylor shiver. It was waiting, biding its time.

For what reason, Taylor didn't know and neither did she care. All she wanted to do was to steer clear from the Endbringer. Hell, she would even help every single insect leave the area. Anything to stop the feeling of dread creeping down on her.

"Come on, almost there," Taylor muttered. The shoreline looked so close yet so far. With an Endbringer behind her and her dad, that might as well be something she was feeling even though she was going at full speed.

"Fuck," she flinched as she saw Leviathan move slightly through the eyes of the numerous crustaceans beneath her. Her breathing was erratic, adrenaline surged throughout her body as her heart rate accelerated.

She would even go as far as to say that she felt more adrenaline pumping into her the longer she stared at Leviathan.

The flickering of the gas light made Taylor grimace. "Not now, just a bit more, please!" she glanced at her dad's unconscious body before nodding to herself.

Taylor needed to get her dad to safety, as soon as possible.

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MC entering in Brockton Bay
Goes to off the Merchant Leaders Skidmark and Squealer

Next is Coil, juggs tracks down tattletale, strongarms her to help armsmaster to defuse coil's deadman switches, proceeds to walk through coil's base and catch and kill him.

Local PRT constantly trying to stop him with reinforcements being brought in to deal with the S class Ziz bomb, kinda pseudo endbringer fight, accidentally kills some (shadow stalker dies), which escalates prt response more

(Shadow Stalker dies inconsequentially due to the result of something Juggernaut does in relation to something else)
Next Lung and Oni Lee shows up, unable to kill oni lee due to his teleporting power to keep away, Lung fights and ramps up to the same point he was fighting leviathan at Kyushu

Huge fight between juggs and lung, large collateral damage, triumvrate shows up

Eidolon wanting to fight juggernaut real bad accidentally attracts leviathan who shows up early ahead of schedule

Leviathan shows up, endbringer alarms ring chapter ends

Next chapter is endbringer fight
EB fight chapter from everyone elses' pov but the MC's
Go wild with what you want to write
Do not worry about word count
Juggernaut kills Leviathan in the end

 

[KitsuneObsessedFreak]

That's all folks. Posted it because we ran out of words for it and Asdo will not be funding it for a while.