January 7, 2015

This was not how Nate had expected his day to go. There was a dull pain in his right side that he knew would become more intense later while his right forearm was really protesting the abuse. Not that he had time to think about that. As Drew came closer and threw several quick jabs. Nathan would have normally countered these but he also had to move to avoid being tackled by Ron. Unlike drew though Ron took some punishment as Nathan put as much of his one hundred twenty kilograms of mass into his bunch as he could. The blow had the desired affect and sent Ron to the ground carrying both the force of the punch and his own forward momentum. As the man collapsed Nate risked a glance to the wall where a woman was currently observing. “Miss I highly suggest you leave.”

“Oh no she isn't!” Brad could swear that his nose had been broken as he brought himself to a standing position. Standing one hundred ninety five centimeters tall Brad was the biggest of the three but he was positively dwarfed by Nathan's two hundred twenty centimeters. Given that the man was as built as he was tall this would have been enough to deter Brad but not when he had two of his buddies with him. “Ron get back on your feet you dumb ass!” There wasn't much time for Brad to issue other orders as Nate quickly closed the gap with him.

Nate made good use of his greater reach and launched two quick jabs at Brad. He easily avoided these however just as the man seemed to be preparing to punch back Nate drove a solid left hook into his face thanks to the opening created by the first two punches. Even as he did this he could hardly believe what was going on. Why wasn't the woman running? She hadn't moved or said anything but continued to watch from the same wall he'd found the three men backing her into. He didn't know what she'd done to upset them but their words and body language had left no doubt they had ill intentions. He had to refocus on the fight as Ron regained his standing so that he and Drew came to Brad's aid who was unfortunately more durable then Nate would have liked.

It was clear to Nate that he'd taken a solid hit a short while later. This had been his decision though as he used the opportunity to drive his elbow solidly into Drew's face. He could swear he heard the sound of bone impacting bone as well as a slight chuckle coming from the wall. He then proceeded to quickly jerk to the side and block Brad with his right arm before delivering several rapid punches that drove him back relying both on his physical strength and combat training to maintain the advantage. As the punches drove Brad back Nate's right leg struck out and proceeded to strike his leg solidly on the side of the knee. The man's scream of pain made it clear that they kick had went all the way home.

The blow Nate delivered to the back of Drew's head a moment later sent him face first into the concrete was impressive in a sense of the word. Taking on three of the same human types at the same time was good in its own right and Jenny found herself somewhat amused. Yet this wasn't the type of entertainment she had been hoping for and she found herself chewing on her gum with renewed effort as she struggled to contain herself. If Nate had been able to see through her visor he would have noticed she was positively glaring at him.

As Nate once again drove his fist into Brad it was fairly clear that he was nearly at his limit. Brad was barely dodging his punches now and while Nate was sore in several places he could still move effectively. Drew had yet to recover from his face plant and didn't seem to be eager to get up. As the two men separated for a moment Nate took in a deep breath. “So had enough?”

“Ah!” The out burst was impossible for Jenny to keep in and immediately all four men glanced in her direction. For a moment her lips parted to reveal a smile. This was more due to the way all four men glared at her then anything else.

By now Ron had helped Drew up while Brad held his ground. “Fuck you man! If you want that bitch you can have her!” As he finished speaking Drew gave an angry spit holding his ground until Drew and Ron were past him before turning to leave himself.

For a moment Nate continued to watch the men before turning to face the woman. As the men retreated Nate turned to face Jenny and was shocked she had remained where she was the entire time. It was the first time he'd had a chance to really take her in. He was certain she couldn't be more then one hundred sixty centimeters tall with short wild blonde hair and a trim athletic build. If it hadn't been for the eight clearly defined abdominal muscles he would have thought she might be a high school student. Her fair skin indicated if she spent anytime outside it was at night. What was more surprising then her appearance was her clothing though.

A set of thigh boots and shorts adorned her legs. Leather evening gloves covered her hands to her upper arm while she had a jacket on it was open revealing only a bra underneath. Her entire outfit was a mixture of black and red and decorated with a mixture of enough gold chain and rivets that he was certain it had to be fake. Noteworthy most of all was the golden and diamond studded collar that adorned her neck. None of this really registered with him as he walked towards the much smaller woman.

While Nate had been glad to come to the lady's aid the way she had stood there and her seeming indifference to the situation had done more then a little to gall him. His aching body didn't help the situation. As he towered over the woman though Nate managed the willpower to check himself. “Are you alright miss?” It was actually a surprise whenever Jenny finally straitened up and an even bigger surprise came moments later as he felt her take hold of his waste band with her right hand. Before he could speak or even move he felt his feet leaving the ground.

Jenny took in a deep breath getting Nate's scent. She could smell the adrenalin running through his body as well as the tissue factor released by his bruised tissue. There was a spike in adrenaline and other flight or fight chemicals despite the combat as his eyes opened with something else. Realization had set in. “You interfered with my fun.”

Nate could hardly believe what was happening. As he looked down at the golden chains, collar and other decorations his belief that they were fake was quickly fading away. “I apologize miss. I didn't mean to intrude but it looked like you needed help. I didn't realize you were a new type.” Nate could actually feel the pressure wave roll over his body as the woman gave an annoyed snort.

“Of course I'm a new type! Would I be stupid enough to be walking around dressed like this if I wasn't?”

“You'd be surprised! The Armageddon look is pretty popular. Not that I stopped to think that you're a new type.”

Jenny felt the sides of her mouth being pulled at as she began to grin. “Perhaps you should consider that next time.”

“I'm afraid I can't do that. After all with only one in ten thousand being new types the odds were in my favor. I'm sure that's what those other men thought as well.” As Nate was held aloft he could hardly believe his misfortune. Not only had he managed to stumble upon a fight but it was with a new type that had only been playing at being weak and to make the situation worse she was moody.

This was too much for Jenny to take. She could smell the fear in Nate's body and yet his words were perfectly calm despite the ease with which she held him aloft. It was as if he'd just broken up a feuding couple and was apologizing for becoming involved not that he'd just interrupted a new type having her fun. She couldn't keep the smile from pulling at the sides of her cheek any longer and soon her mouth opened in open laughter. Yet even as her laughter shot throughout the area her body remained solid.

As Jenny laughed Nate was amazed by the disconnect between her voice and what she was doing. Her laughter was delicate and playful as if it belonged to a young girl. Her body was clearly trained and would have spoke of strength yet it was countered by her pixie like stature so that it was impossible to imagine her body as truly strong. Nate actually found himself wondering if he'd stumbled upon the true Armageddon. “Miss you're stretching.” Nate didn't get to finish as he was rapidly lowered to the ground. He felt something come to wrest upon his shoulder and before he knew what was happening he'd been forced down nearly to his knees.

Learning forward Jenny pressed her lips firmly against Nate's and parted them. Her tongue extended outwards and pressed into his lips. She felt them lock together but it was only the fear that she might knock out some of his teeth with her tongue that slowed her down. The crimson muscle easily forced its way into Nate's mouth and wrapped around his tongue. As she tasted Nate Jenny actually found herself a bit surprised and more then a little pleased as she drew his tongue into her mouth.

She had pulled his tongue into her mouth using her tongue! The ease with which she had done so had left Nate in a fog. While part of him told him that he should push away the more reasonable part of his brain told him that would be futile. He could have kissed her back but dared not. She had kissed him but that didn't mean she would tolerate him kissing back. He didn't want to encourage her anyway. Even as they kissed though he could feel his body positively beginning to tingle and then her tongue released his. One last surprise came though as his tongue retreated as he felt something forced inside his mouth and realized she'd reached into his pocket.

“You're a cute one! I wonder if those balls are the real deal though.” As she spoke Jenny maintained her hold on Nate so that he couldn't escape. In her left hand she held onto his phone and quickly located his contacts list.

Nate could swear he could feel his entire body pulsing especially where he had been bruised. It was as if a fire had been lit in these regions but it seemed to be consuming the pain. There was a tightness as if his entire body was shifting and responding while the swelling rapidly faded. “You're really her. You're Armageddon.”

It was impossible for Armageddon to keep from laughing and giving Nate another large smile. “And I see that you're Nate! Well Nate you saved those three fools from a trip to the hospital or morgue and spoiled my fun. I'm going to have you make that up to me.” As she spoke Armageddon held Nate's phone in front of his face. “This is my contact number. You're going to contact me and show me a fun time.” Rather then handing Nate his phone Armageddon slipped it back into his pants herself giving his pocket a slight pat as she did so.

This was not the response Nathan had expected and he was rather certain he didn't want it either. As Armageddon finally released her hold on him he drew himself to a standing position. Reaching down he started to adjust his waste band where she'd held him but he didn't get the chance as he felt Armageddon's hands slip into his waste band and feel around for a moment while she grinned up at him giving him a smile that he felt belonged more on a wolf or tiger then a human. That she actually fixed his shirt and pants back properly made it all the more surreal. “Very well but don't I get anything for fighting three other men for your attention?”

Armageddon couldn't help chuckle. “You got my number and a kiss. You're lucky I'm not demanding any change for such a lack luster showing.” As she spoke Armageddon took a step past Nate. “Now don't forget. Oh and don't even try to skip out. I have your taste now there is nowhere you can hide from me.”

Nate took a deep breath as he listened to Armageddon walking away and looked down at his phone. The weight of her adornments insured that every step was clearly audible as she moved. A strange feeling in his mouth soon got his attention and he remembered Armageddon had forced something into his mouth. At first he had thought it was gum but the taste told him that wasn't the case and a moment later so did the feeling. The weight of the material meant he had to do more work then expected to get it out of his mouth and what wrested in his hand was a tiny lump of silvery metal.

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January 9, 2015

“Hey Nate! Earth to Nate!”

Rather then jump Nate shot Gerald an annoyed glance upon looking up from his phone. “What?”

“Just making sure you're still with us. You've been looking at that phone for over five minutes now.”

Nate didn't doubt Gerald had timed him as he locked the phone and slipped it back into his pocket. Armageddon had told him that she expected him to show her some fun but he hadn't called her yet. He wasn't certain of how much time he actually had to meet her demands but he knew enough about her to know he didn't want her deciding the time. “Yeah. I'm just thinking on a little problem.”

“Do share.”

Part of Nate wanted to tell Gerald that he'd bumped into Armageddon and apparently been roped into having some fun with her. He could even let him call her using his phone if he didn't believe him. Only a few moments of thought the previous day had told him that was a bad idea. Indeed the more he had thought about it the more he realized that the only people Armageddon was openly seen with were those that could either protect themselves or had very solid security. He knew he wasn't the first person she'd done this to but he didn't know the names of the others. “I picked up a phone number the day before yesterday but unfortunately it has an expiration date. Now I'm trying to think of what to do.”

Now Gerald straitened up suddenly feeling far more interested. “Now that's cryptic. Is she someone that I'd know?”

“She's a new type and I'm not sure if I'm her date or her plaything.” Nate couldn't help but notice a look of concern on Gerald's face as the man suddenly leaned back against the wall looking far more serious.

“Darn man. How did that happen?”

Nate puffed out his cheeks for a moment. How to put the nights events into an abridged form? He didn't want to reveal too much but he could say a few things. “I saw a woman surrounded by three guys and thought she might need some help. Well it turned out she was a new type and apparently I interrupted her fun. So now I'm having to make it up to her.”

“No good deed goes unpunished.” Gerald was about to continue whenever his radio flashed to life for a moment. As he listened to the dispatch he quietly hoped the call wasn't for them. When it wasn't he gave a slight sigh of relief and looked back towards Nate. “So you not only stepped on a new types toes but she gets her jollies by smacking us normals around?”

It was tempting to tell Gerald that wasn't entirely true. Armageddon was known for beating down other new types with the same fervor as she did anyone else that crossed her. “It sure seems that way.”

“I don't know what to tell you Nate. I want to tell you to get out of here or try to make sure she doesn't want another date but honestly I'm a bit worried what she'll do if she feels your playing her off. Whatever you do be sure to give me a call before you go and if you don't show up the next day I'll know to call the police.”

It was impossible for Nate to keep from rolling his eyes. “Gee thanks! You couldn't even offer to take my place?”

“No way! My cousin Pete dated a new type for a little while. I even met her a few times. She was downright sweet but he still showed up with the odd bruise every once in a while.”

“What happened?”

“They called it off whenever he told her he couldn't take the bruises anymore. Tammy was a sweet heart though. She seemed to take the bruising even worse then Pete did. This one that's got you seems a good bit meaner.”

Nate was on the edge of agreeing whenever he remembered the kiss and how it'd fixed him up. Even now he could still feel the affects of the kiss linger in his bones, muscles and veins. He'd woken up over an hour early feeling fully wrested and hadn't lost that awake feeling for the entire day yesterday. It seemed like today would be another good day as well if he didn't have such concerns on his mind. “You may have a point.”

“Hey though. Be sure to call me when you figure out what you're going to do. Let's finish checking the equipment though. You never know when a call will come in.”

“I finished that a little while ago. What did you think I was slacking?” Nate couldn't help but grin at his friend. It was true. That kiss gave him more then a little energy to burn. He was actually surprised how productive his previous day and this morning had been.

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January 9, 2015 Evening

The age of a new type could be hard to determine. While it had been less then five decades since they began appearing even the oldest didn't seem to be past their early twenties or late teens. This made estimating their age very difficult. Nate knew that it had been five years since Armageddon had last been allowed to participate in a shatter ball game. It was fairly clear why as he set down to watch a recording he'd viewed several times before. When the video had first came out he'd watched it roughly four times before he'd been able to pull himself away. A far more plainly dressed Armageddon currently stood in the center of the arena her lovely blue eyes on display and contrasted sharply by the feral smile on her face.

Humans didn't participate in shatter ball. Rather it was a sport made for new types and made full use of their rapid healing and endurance. Nearly any form of strike was allowed so long as it was done while progressing towards the goal. The playing field was littered with obstacles most of which were heavy reinforced concrete blocks while the ball itself was an extremely durable polymer that would have easily held up from being fired out of a cannon.

As he looked at the screen Nate heard a slight whistle. At the side of the screen a smaller screen appeared showing the ball in slow motion and then a moment later Armageddon's face as her smile took on a far more predatory look. While the other new type reached for the ball her fist shot out and struck him solidly in the stomach. A look of utter elation formed on her face as the new type was sent flying backwards. The screen focused on him for a moment as his body impacted solidly with one of the concrete obstacles creating a flurry of dust from the pulverized concrete. As he slumped to the ground the screen switched back to Armageddon who held her hand out allowing the ball to fall into it rather then grabbing it from the air.

The screen panned out to a wide view of the frozen arena. Even Armageddon's own team had suddenly frozen in place and looked at her as if frightened to approach her. All of them was perfectly aware that was a fellow new type she'd just smacked away like an annoying gnat. For the moment her lips shifted concealing her teeth but still smiling as she held the ball against her body. A few of the players moved ever so slightly and her lips split apart again almost immediately. Her feet positively thundered against the ground as she began to move towards the goal in a path that was anything but strait. Rather it took her directly towards the nearest player of the opposing team. A female new type that turned to run only to receive a quick chop in the side as Armageddon past her.

At the bottom of the screen a warning appeared that the action had been slowed down to a fiftieth of the actual speed. This allowed Nate to see Armageddon's legs. She didn't move like you'd expect a person to run during this time. Every step produced so much force that she more leaped over the floor by mere centimeters. Her toes would press into the ground and she'd spin on them or dig them deep to regain her traction and change direction. In accordance with the rules she was moving towards the goal but the path was anything but direct. Rather it seemed intended to take her to the other players instead. Each time they were brushed aside as if they'd been nothing more then fog.

As Armageddon neared the goal the screen switched back to regular view and allowed her movements to be seen at full speed. Her foot steps that had thundered in slow motion became an absolute roar and she was standing before the goalie of the other team. The goalie was one of the few players in shatter ball that wore protective clothing but even he seemed to be stunned and perhaps debating if he should move away from the goal or not. Armageddon's upper body shook lightly as her soft laughter filled the air.

“Catch.”

With those words Armageddon tossed the ball vertically in the air and then as it came down gave it a flick with her fingers. The slow motion allowed Nate to watch as the ball deformed from the impact, as the force seemed to ripple through it, then it shot forward. An explosion resounded throughout the area as the goalie was suddenly no longer there but thrown firmly back into the goal. The seen played again in slow motion letting him watch as the ball struck the goalie in the chest, lifted him up and took him for the ride. A buzzer sounded moments later and a single point appeared on the board but everyone knew the game was over. Armageddon had lived up to her name and taken the entire opposing team out of the match.

This wasn't the first time such things had happened. It was one of the last times though. New types healed fast and even those cast aside by Armageddon had recovered in a matter of days rather then months it would have taken a human to recover with similar injuries. Due to the small population of new types it was hard enough to get players while fewer still were willing to stand up to Armageddon. In the end the league had canceled her contract. Apparently she'd received quite a nice pay off from this but it was the strangest thing. Three years later when someone had asked Armageddon if she watched shatter ball she'd said no.

As the game came to an exceptionally quick end Nate paused the recording and took a moment to stand up and look towards his phone on the living room table. Currently he had it opened to contacts and even highlighted Armageddon's number. At least the number that she said was hers. Perhaps that was a joke though and it wasn't truly her number at all. Was she just toying with him or perhaps seeking a laugh for interfering with her fun? Nate didn't know if this thought made him feel angry or relieved as he looked at the number. If it was a joke then it was over with. What if it wasn't a joke though? How much time did he have until she came and got him? If that threat was real. What could he do though?

Taking Armageddon out in public wasn't an option. He had no doubt that there was a reason she was never seen with Joe Normal. Any association with her could be trouble for someone without the resources to handle it. Nate considered himself a capable man but he was only one man. Nate couldn't imagine her choosing not to associate with someone because it would hurt her appearance. What other people thought of her seemed to be one of the many things she didn't worry about. What she did seem to guard zealously was her personal life. Falling back onto the sofa Nate began to rapidly tap the table. What could he do? How much trouble would she cause him if she didn't have a good time?

After a moment he took a deep breath, picked up the phone and tapped the contact. He heard two rings and then heard a slight beep. What came over the phone was a soft pure of a woman's voice.

“Hello.”

The instinct to close the line was strong in that moment as Nate glanced towards the television and recognized the voice. The voice that neither fit the owner's name or actions as he remembered how she destroyed the enemy team. “Good evening. Am I speaking to Armageddon?”

“Nate! It's so good to hear from you. I was worried that you'd forgotten about me when you didn't call yesterday.”

“Well I didn't want to seem desperate.” Nate didn't know what to think as he heard a slight giggle come over the phone. “Are you busy at the moment?”

“Do you hear screams coming over the phone?”

“I'm afraid not.”

“Blast! I'm going to have to have the receiver cleaned out again.”

Nate actually felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up for a moment as once again Armageddon's soft laughter came over the phone.

“I'm free at the moment. Is this about settling up your debt for spoiling my evening?”

“Yes. I was wondering if you'd like to join me for an outing. I was thinking we might go do some diving or perhaps some hiking then have a nice quiet meal.” As Nate spoke he was grateful that he was alone. He was having trouble keeping his right leg from twitching.

“Oh my Nate. Are you trying to get me alone in the wilderness on our very first outing? How bold. How do I know a great big man like you isn't planning to do something horrible to a little lady like me? We only just met.”

As Armageddon spoke Nate found his leg becoming steady and felt a grin spreading across his face. The very notion that he might be trying to get her into the wilderness to do something unwanted to her was absolutely ludicrous. If anyone should be worried it was him. In many ways this was actually the safer option. “Well I didn't want to risk another gentleman stealing your attention away from me.”

A slight moan came over the line before Armageddon spoke again. “So you're saying you want all my attention? When did you plan this little outing?”

“Tomorrow is the weekend.”

“Wow! Nate you're moving so fast. But. Alright. Tomorrow they'll be a red strike waiting for you in your apartment parking lot at eight.”

Nate immediately recognized the name and assumed she was speaking of a rather high end sports car. It would be impossible to miss in his apartment parking lot but far less likely to draw attention then meeting Armageddon there. “So which are we doing?”

“Silly. That's for me to decide and you to find out. See you tomorrow.”

Nate didn't have a chance to respond as he heard the sound of a kiss come over the line and then it hung up. He didn't even have a chance to agree if the time was good for him but he supposed that didn't matter. The thought of calling her back did enter his mind but in truth he didn't want to risk it. Instead he found himself standing up and heading to his room to pick out his clothes. At least he could be grateful that she'd let him select the day.

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January 10, 2015 6:00 AM

“Good morning Mommy.” Jenny gave her mother a large grin as she walked into the kitchen and quickly turned the burner down before moving to hug her. She had to be careful in walking not to destroy the flooring of her parent's home and in the hug not to hurt her mother. With her mother standing one hundred eighty three centimeters tall she positively towered over her far more diminutive daughter.

“Good.” Charlene went quiet as she took a moment to clear her throat. “Good morning to you to.” As she spoke she wrapped her arms around Jenny and hugged her back. As the two parted Charlene then took a moment to rub her throat. She didn't have time to do much as her daughter became something of a blur as she moved to the medicine cabinet and took out one of her packets. It was fairly clear where Jenny wanted her to set as the table was already prepared. It was hard for Charlene to raise her voice over more then a whisper especially early in the morning but fortunately her daughter had very good hearing. “You seem energetic this morning.”

“When am I not energetic?” As she spoke Jenny placed the bag in her mother's cup and filled it with warm water. She then made her way back over to the stove to finish cooking the last of their breakfast.

“Energetic for you. You don't normally fix waffles and pancakes.” Charlene knew her daughter was happy about something. Jenny almost always came by their home on the weekends and fixed breakfast so she could eat with the family. The size of the meal tended to be determined by what was going on. A large meal could mean Jenny was distracted and not thinking about portion size or it meant she hadn't visited in a while and wanted to keep them at the table longer. She hadn't missed any days which meant she was thinking about something else.

“Oh! I'm just having a bit of an outing today is all.”

“An outing? It must be promising if you're this excited. But really sweet heat when do you think you're going to have a date?”

Jenny gave a slight shrug after a moment of silence as she began to gather and move the last of the food to the table. “I suppose when I find someone Jenny can trust that wants to be around Armageddon and she him. That first one is real difficult and the second one isn't exactly easy either.”

As her daughter came within reach Charlene put down her medicine and took hold of Jenny's hand. She was glad that it'd already soothed and loosened up her vocal cords a bit. “You'll find someone. I'm certain of that.”

“Thanks mom. I actually think this one is going to be quite a bit of fun.”

“Jenny!”

Immediately Jenny held up both her hands so her mother could see them. “No. No. Not like the last one I promise. You know I only hurt the last one because he was asking for it.” Jenny blushed a bit whenever her mother gave a slight hum while sipping on her medicine. “Well maybe I did toy with him a little too much near the end but he wanted a good recording!” A slight laugh escaped Jenny as her mother continued to look at her.

Charlene gave her daughter a smile as she put back down her cup. “This new one. Is he fearless?”

“Not in the least. The neat thing about him is if you listen to his voice you wouldn't think he's the least bit scared. He's not combative either though. He's polite and I'd even say professional. When I was holding him in the air he was talking like I was just another person. He seems pretty smart as well. I didn't even have to explain why his first ideas were bad ones. Then again. Maybe he's just being cheap or hoping I'd cancel.”

“Did it seem that way?”

“No. He seems too smart to try to pull a stunt like that with me.”

“Of course. No one stands up my little girl.”

Jenny couldn't help but chuckle as she looked towards her parent's room. “Isn't dad up yet?”

“Would you mind getting him?”

“Sure. We don't want the food getting cold after all.”

As Jenny walked out of the room Charlene took a moment to gently rub her throat and finished off the last of her cup. She was feeling fine now that she'd finished her cup but she had to be careful around her daughter. Even a slight display of discomfort was enough to put Jenny on guard. Charlene wasn't certain how she was going to handle it whenever she became more advanced in age.

“Put me down young lady!”

Charlene was glad she didn't have anything in her mouth at that moment as she couldn't help but giggle. The sight of her 156 centimeter daughter carrying her 195 centimeter father down the hall and into the kitchen brought a huge grin to her face. “Good morning Dominic.”

“You know some of us like to sleep in on the weekend. You're lucky I don't have the whistle young lady.”

Jenny couldn't help but giggle and stick out her tongue at her father for a moment. Despite his threat his expression soon softened as she settled him into his seat at the table. “It's time to get up Dad. Your food is going to get cold.”

Duncan was about to declare that he'd rather sleep late and eat cold food but in truth he was glad for this time with his family. “That's quite a setup you have there. Is there something happening I don't know about?”

“Our daughter is having an outing.”

“She is? Okay Honey if this one goes like the last I really believe you should make use of the whistling. It's one thing to be tossed around but to take a beating from someone’s whistling that makes a statement.”

A more feral smile then Jenny would normally show her parents appeared on Jenny's face for just a moment. “I'll keep that in mind Dad.” As she spoke Jenny leaned back in her seat then closed her eyes and began to very gently whistle for several moments. In truth the pressure waves she could generate by whistling could be quite dangerous but she knew how to control it. When she opened her eyes she looked at a pretend victim. “Whoops. I didn't see you there. Why didn't you say anything?”

Before Dominic could respond he noticed his wife glaring at him and took a moment to clear his throat and gather up some of the waffles and eggs at the center of the table. “So what else has my little girl been up to?”

Jenny couldn't help but roll her eyes. “Dad you watch the news you know the big things I've been up to. Well! The public things at least!”

“Jenny are you involved in some black operations? You know I don't like you doing that kind of work. That's the kind of work that can kill you years after the job is done and I don't just mean physically.”

“No. No. No.” As she spoke Jenny quickly shook her head in the negative. “Nothing like that. I'm just helping with a few things that's best be kept quiet and all. It's not like I'm doing much either. I just donated some of my blood so researchers could examine the immunoglobulins I produce when it's exposed to certain viruses and bacteria.”

Charlene felt a bit of amusement as her suspicion was confirmed. “I thought that was where those came from. I hope they paid you a fair price.”

“Mommy. It's not like I need money. I've got plenty. I've even been thinking about investing more of it. Perhaps I should put some into InCon.”

“You wouldn't be thinking of taking over the lab I work at would you?”

“No.” As she responded to her mother Jenny made it a point to draw out the no. “I was just thinking of giving your company a little extra help. I know there is some equipment you've been wanting.”

“I would say the samples we've received is plenty of help.”

“Come on Mommy! I already have some money in InCon and they're a pretty good investment. Plus you're developing medicine. I'll make the money back, get to help you and help others to.”

“We can look at your portfolio later.”

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January 10, 2015 8:27 AM

Nate didn't know what to expect as they pulled into the small empty parking lot. He was actually surprised whenever he noticed Armageddon setting on one of two benches with two packs near her. Her visor was on so he couldn't see her eyes but he was able to make out a smile. “Well. Thanks for the ride Ron.”

“Best of luck Nate and remember what I said. Whatever you do don't ask for identifying information.”

Nate gave his head a nod and climbed out of the car. As he closed the door he could have sworn he heard a high caliber gunshot before he felt something slam into him. For a moment it felt like his legs would be taken out from under him but then something wrapped around him holding him steady. When he looked down he found Armageddon grinning as she looked up at him.

“Nate! I'm so glad you could make it.” As she spoke Armageddon ran her hands against Nate's back including running her finger tips just over the hem of his pants as if preparing to grab his rump. “So are you ready to makeup for our last get together?”

He wasn't certain how she intended for him to do that. Nate was hoping today wouldn't be a slow beating or even repeated beatings given what she'd revealed she could do with a kiss. Rather then just fret over that though his first respond was to place his his arm around Armageddon and place his hand on her shoulder in a friendly half hug. “Well I hope that I can make up for spoiling your good time Thursday. Is that titanium flavor you're chewing?”

A slight giggle escaped Armageddon as she pursed her lips and carefully exhaled. As she did a bubble emerged from her lips. As the silver bubble expanded outwards the sound of creaking metal filled the air as well as several small pops as she stretched the metallic bubble. Even as she spoke she held the bubble between her teeth. “The tricky part is keeping the bubble from failing or shooting it out of my mouth. Want some?”

“No thank you! I prefer mint flavored.” Despite the situation of being more or less forced to come out here Nate couldn't help but grin whenever Armageddon gave him a slight pout.

“Picky.” With that Armageddon released her hold on Nate and took a step back while still grinning at him.

“So which one of those packs is mine?”

“Oh just pick whatever one you want.”

Rather then respond right away Nate proceeded over to the bench and looked at the packs. One was clearly larger then the other but he wasn't quite ready to be tricked. Bending down he took hold of both the packs. Immediately he noticed a vast difference in their weights. While the one in his right hand lifted into the air the left one remained grounded. “I'll take the one on the left. Where is the wheelbarrow?” As Nate turned to look at Armageddon he made certain to give her a large smile. When she responded by staring and then chuckling the grin became real An instant later she was centimeters away from him and her index finger pushing into his chest though not painfully so.

“Come here funny man. I'll make that pack lighter for you.” Upon finishing Armageddon hooked her right index finger inside Nate's shirt and quickly pulled him forward once again forcing her mouth against his. She could feel some resistance on his part but she didn't let that stop her as she once again drew his tongue into her mouth. Between the residual affects of the earlier kiss and this one it'd be more then enough for him to handle the pack she'd meant for herself. As she broke the kiss she looked into his eyes. “Careful not to let me do that too often. My kisses are potent medicine.”

As a tingle shot throughout his body Nate lifted up on the pack ever so slightly. His eyes widened in shock as it appeared the pack had dropped over half of its weight in an instant. “Wow. How did you learn you could do that?”

“Make me want to tell you.”