Conquering The Omni-Verse!

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎Guardians Of The Globe HQ, Utah▪︎]

[▪︎10th June 2001▪︎]

Immediately after the words leave my mouth, she dashes and sends a left hook to my face but I raise my arm and block the punch with my hand, creating a loud bang.

The next moment, I give her an uppercut that sends her flying but she maneuvers in the air and lands softly on the ground a few meters away.

"That was an amazing punch."

She says with a smile as she shakes her jaw slightly.

"I'm glad you liked it. Since today is my last day here, I would like to hear a story about your Homeland."

I beam as I tense my muscles.

"This again? Why are you so interested in hearing about my Homeland?"

She raises her eyebrows as she lowers her posture slightly and extends one of her arms vertically aligned with her head and the other straightened in my direction.

Why? Because I'm attracted,...well mostly to her body of course. Her personality is kinda like Maeve's; both of them are strong-willed, independent, strong, incredibly sexy, and...bisexual. 

Maeve has been my friend for a long time before she died of old age so I have an innate understanding of people like her and that's why I hit it off with War Woman or Holly easily. 

I never thought of boning Maeve but I'll gladly do her, plus she's the Princess Of Amazon so I'll benefit a lot regardless of if we are friends or something else but the latter is more appealing.

"Because we are friends and I want to know you better plus I--, never mind."

"You wha--"

Before she can complete her sentence, I flash and appear by her side with a spinning crescent kick to her neck.

<Bang!>

She barely manages to block the attack with her hand, making her skid uncontrollably to the other side of the room with gritted teeth.

"Don't get distracted. I'm all ears though so start the storytelling."

I smirk arrogantly as she backflips to stop her momentum and lands gracefully, shaking her arm to ease the numbness as she squints her eyes at me.

"Sigh, fine I'll tell you. As you already know, I'm from Amazonia; an archipelago hidden from the eyes of man using the mystic arts. It is a wondrous place filled with everything nature has to offer and it contains myriad beasts that have been lost in this present age."

She explains as she crouches and jumps towards me like a spring and appears above me in a second with a vertically raised leg that she swings down the next moment.

"Tell me more."

I say as I block the strong axe kick that creates a miniature shockwave upon impact, grab her leg and smash her body on the ground.

Her body hits the ground harshly, denting the cold floor but the next second she places her palms beside her neck and propels forwards with a drop kick that even though I block, pushes me backward.

"Amazonia is populated by a female tribe of warriors like me called Amazonians. As a warrior race, we are stronger, faster, more durable, and more talented in combat than the rest. We are only comprised of females and this gives a very small population but we make it up with quality; an average Amazonian is worth twenty men in combat."

She says as she rushes at me fiercely and starts sending a flurry of dangerous punches, each of them strong enough to affect the air around us.

"It sounds like an amazing place. How was your life there? You don't have to tell me if it's not okay with you."

I say softly as I effortlessly skip around and dodge her perfectly coordinating attacks, making her increase her speed and tenacity as we dance around the room.

"It's okay, you were going to find out sooner or later so it's better you hear it from me. I'm the Princess and heir to the Amazonian Throne, my full name is Hollandia Thelessarus."

She reveals as she executes a cobra punch in the direction of my nose. I sidestep, use my left hand to redirect the punch, clench my other fist tightly as she's about to land, and punch her in the gut.

<Bang!>

Her body whooshes through the air at high speed and buries itself in the wall, breaking and cracking the wall in the process.

"So I'm friends with a Princess huh? never expected it. I will remember to be gentle next time, your Highness."

I chuckle and playfully bow as she coughs and removes herself from the wall with her hand on her stomach. 

Apart from a few scratches, her body is unharmed, even her clothes aren't destroyed.

I guess I've improved holding back.

"...You've copied my technique. How did you do it?"

She asks with shock and surprise as she walks closer while still coughing.

"At long last, you've been charmed by my genius."

I sigh emotionally and wipe the corner of my eyes with my hand as if I'm cleaning my tears.

This makes her laugh uncontrollably with her hands on her mouth but she stops seconds later as a cough arises.

"I guess you are my friend, I guess you are. I'm really going to miss this, if you don't visit once in a while I'm going to find you and it won't be pretty"

She crosses her arms beneath her large mound, emphasizing them, and threatens playfully with a smile.

"Your highness this lowly doesn't dare."

I say with a smile, making her chuckle.

"I'm starving, let's clean ourselves and have lunch before you go. Oh, and it's your turn for storytelling."

She smirks.

"Yes, Milord."

I grin.

"You aren't going to let that go are you?"

She rolls her eyes.

"Not a chance."

I snicker. She sighs helplessly then we both move and leave the room.

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[▪︎Chicago, Illinois▪︎]

"Just leave it on the porch."

I instruct the man in the strange huge truck. He nods then moments later, the back of the truck opens, revealing my pod, and making it drop on the porch by pressing a button.

After he's done, he waves me goodbye and drives away.

My gaze leaves the car and falls on the blue two story house in front of me with a wide porch. This is the house Cecil got for me, a simple house in a simple and peaceful community. 

A house like this can't accommodate my needs but I will manage with this for this week.

...Hmm, it seems I've got company.

I wave to a few women passing with a smile and after they reciprocate eagerly, I walk and enter the empty house.

"To what do I owe this pleasure, Cecil?"

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