2 weeks later

High Class District

Vermilion City

In his time during and after a superhero in training, Theo has poked his nose into many places that he shouldnt have.

Be it military bases, private corporate buildings or even the HAA itself, he has tried to infiltrate most of them.

This was a training activity forced onto him by Miss Samantha. Naturally this was to improve his stealth skills.

The mission was simple.

Go in, steal an underwear or something, then get out without being detected.

Now you're probably thinking that this was nothing more than 'theft', and you're absolutely right.

However, raising a complaint on Miss Samantha's training methods was 'unwise' to say the least.

And just like any student, he was doomed to failure during his first few attempts.

Theo's first stealth mission was actually in the High Class District.

And most ironically, the place he and Agent A were heading to was the target of his stealth mission.

"182 Brewmer Drive... It's been a while." said Theo as the 2 of them walked hand-in-hand towards what could only be described as a mansion.

"D-dont be nervous okay? Despite her wealth, Karen Pechenko is a good girl." replied Agent A/Connie Lewis in a shy and gentle manner befitting her appearance.

Agent A's acting was so phenomenal that even Miss Samantha was impressed.

Everything about her current form screamed big boobed bookworm.

Long braided hair, round geeky glasses, plain clothes with really long skirt, her way of speaking, body language and even her aura fitted the role she played.

She wasn't BIS' ace spy for nothing.

"Remember, you are my weak willed boyfriend who gets turned on when he gets cucked." added Connie.

"Ugh. Why do I have to play a soyboy role? I know I'm just acting, but it makes my skin crawl" replied Theo.

"It's the main reason why Karen invited me in the first place. Her boyfriend is the type of degenerate that loves to sleep with other guy's lover. And besides, this gives you the perfect alibi to sneak around the compound."

"I know... Damn these Broadway degenerates and their filthy fetishes."

"Dont worry, it's only for 1 week. And besides, you can do the same to Karen and her other guests. With your skills in the sheets, I'd bet you'd get quite a few sex friends by the end of this."

"I prefer not to stick my dick in second hand goods."

"Oh? You seemed to enjoy the last time we did it."

"Just because I bit the bullet doesn't mean I felt clean afterwards."

"Ouch. That stings."

"I may respect you for your service and admire you for your espionage skills, but I will never have sex with you unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Aw. Such a shame. You're probably the best one I ever had. Are you sure we cant remain as friends with benefits after this?"

"I respectfully and firmly decline."

182 Brewmer Drive was a small 5 star hotel for the extremely wealthy.

Get passed the 10 meter high wall and you would be greeted by a pearl white 5 story building with an indoor pool, a fancy garden and a massive room that was furbished with questionable items.

If there was one word to describe what the 2 saw, it was 'degeneracy'.

There were a lot of people present in this orgy party. On a cursory glance, there were at least 80 individuals of varying age. Most of them were either in their underwear or were completely naked.

Naturally, this would not be an orgy party without lots and lots of swords being sheathed.

Theo and Connie were completely out of place.

For one, they were the most normal looking people in a sea of superstars.

Theo's creepy mechanical eye and arm normally made him stand out. However, this was not the case today.

All of his external cybernetics were replaced with those that looked 100% human.

As for his new left arm, it was a definite downgrade from the adamantium one.

The new one was made from the same material used in the Terminator's outer armor. It was a composite metal that was extremely heat resistant and was stronger than tungsten in all counts.

Sadly, it broke from a single archon battery charged punch.

On the flips side, the new arm was a bit more versatile than the invincible adamantium.

It had 3 interesting functions.

First: Because it was both highly resistant to heat and also a good heat conductor, the vast majority of the arm was turned into a blunt HF Blade. Now he could claw, stab and melt things with a touch.

Second: The hand had a built-in gas powered grappling gun. It wasn't exactly the rocket punch he envisioned, but it was close enough. Naturally, everything from the flying fist to the rope used the composite metal as its main material. Thus it could be used as a lethal high temperature whip if the need arose.

Third: The arm could transform into a single shot riot gun with the grappling gun's launcher at its core. It could fire anything that was fist sized and was the same length as Theo's forearm. And when combined with an archon battery charge, the power rivaled that of an M1 Abrams' 120mm main gun.

He creatively dubbed the 3rd function as the 'Hand Cannon'.

Similar to the adamantium arm, the Hand Cannon could only be used 3 times before the archon batteries forcefully shut down and charge.

As Theo and Connie passed through the orgy in the main hall, they were greeted by a beautiful twin tailed blonde girl in her mid teens. From her revealing outfit to her lustful gaze, it was clear that this girl was a train wreck waiting to happen.

"Connie! I'm glad you could come!" said the girl as she hugged Connie.

"K-karen.... You're clothes is so... um..." replied Connie with a very convincing act.

"Hahaha! You're so cute! We're going to have a good time, I promise." said Karen before turning to Theo. "Oho. So you're the mythical boyfriend huh."

"Nice to meet you finally meet you Karen. My name is Bobby- ugh!" replied Theo before Karen grabbed his sexcalibur.

"Oho. Nice. And looks like you're excited. It's a good size too. Nice to meet you Bobby Nilton. Connie has told me a lot about you."

"A-ahaha. Nice to meet you."

Theo could not help but be thankful that he drank that 'performance enhancer' earlier.

Thanks to his past experience with STD, he had a hard time getting excited over used goods. Even with Agent A's ability to shape shift into various beautiful women, the very idea that she had ridden the cock carousel way to many times made his sexcalibur lose its lust for battle.

As such, he needed a primer to get the blood flowing.

Mind you, once he got started, there was no way to stop him.

Getting him started and keeping him primed was the hard part.

Seeing all the naked guys was also causing problems with his drive.

"J-Jeez! Dont do that here!" complained Connie.

"Hahaha! Dont worry about it girlfriend! We'll be doing something more interesting later!" replied Karen before giving Connie a card. "Anyways, welcome to the 'Playground'. Here's the key card to your room. We rented this place out so go wild. You can even go butt naked! Enjoy!"

-:-

A few minutes later

The room was surprisingly simple.

A king sized bed, a widescreen TV, a table and a bathroom.

Very normal compared to the degeneracy just outside their door.

Upon entering the room, Connie and Theo wasted no time and got to work.

Connie took out a large laptop from her bag and set it on the table. She then began tapping away with the fury of a wrathful god.

"God this is exhausting!" said Theo as he childishly dove face first into the bed.

In reality, he was actually checking on the 10 spydrones hovering around 182 Brewmer Drive. They were all scanning for anything and everything about the area.

He was also checking on the status on the prototype 'Rapid Deployment System' that was hastily made for this operation.

Quite simply, it was a big ass rocket powered by quite a few archon batteries that carried the Terminator to its destination.

First, it would launch the Terminator into low orbit.

Next, a heavy metal pod would separate from the rocket and drop to the target area.

Naturally, it was to slow down before touchdown to avoid a near nuclear bomb level catastrophe.

In short, it was nothing more than a supercharged sledgehammer that bashed the enemy with massive blunt trauma from orbit.

Naturally, Theo had to report this to the BIS and the Commonwealth government.

The official reason for this was to gather data for Theo's Mass Driver project.

The unofficial reason was to deliver the Machine God to where it needed to go.

The real reason that government did not know was that this was a test for 2 projects: The BFG, and a new project Theo called the 'Global Rapid Deployment System'.

Juno told Theo of an impending 3rd World War and he was going to be a major player in it.

If he was going to fight on a global scale, he needed to be able to make precision strikes anywhere in the world.

Naturally, he did not reveal to the BIS about his full military might. Another precaution if things ever went south.

For now, Theo pretended to sleep while directing his troops via his cybernetic link.

1 hour later, Agent A was finally done with her work.

Theo also pretended to slowly wake up.

"Huh. I'm surprised that you could sleep at a time like this. I pegged you as a horn dog that will hump on any tree." said Agent A in her agent persona.

"I told you, sloppy seconds turn me off." replied Theo while he did some stretches.

"You could have fooled me. You made me feint again and again two weeks ago."

"And that will be the last time unless I don't have any choice."

"I'll give up for now then, but I'll eventually convince you to do me with your own free will."

"Dream on."

The main reason why Theo was firmly refusing Agent A's advances was that he felt like she was honey trapping him. That alone was more than enough to be cautious around her.

"Anyways, now that I've established connection with HQ, I'd like to get your initial perspective on 182 Brewmer Drive. I may be the professional infiltrator, but you're going to be the one in the heat of battle. How does it look?" asked Agent A.

"Security wise, it's pathetic. 182's armed security and the bodyguards brought along by the rich and famous are too busy being drunk, high or humping to even notice me. Sneaking around is going to be cake walk." replied Theo with a sigh.

"I see. But they have about 80 people that have organized and executed riots all over the Commonwealth. These guys know their stuff. Are you sure you can take them on alone?"

"What are you-? Oh... Right... You're an outsider just like them. No wonder you don't know."

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"It seems you don't understand Vermilion City at all."

"I'm a BIS agent. Of course I did my research on our operation site. I know more than enough to function within the city."

"I know you 'know', but I doubt you 'understand' what those knowledge mean."

"Stop beating around the bush then. Enlighten me."

"Vermilion City has the highest murder rate in the Commonwealth. I'm sure you know that. But did you know that this city has, officially, not experienced any form of riot for the last 100 years?"

"Hmm.... I don't recall that being in the reports."

"Of course you don't. It's not important anyways. What's important is 'why' it riots don't happen here."

"And the reason is?"

"This is a city is like a war. There are many 'front lines' and clashes over territory is common here. Anyone who dares invade another's territory gets a lethal dose of iron shot straight into their bloodstream. A riot is an uncontrolled mob that cares not for the lines drawn in the sand. As far as I know, there have been 8 riots this year alone, but most of them died out before they could pick up any steam."

"By 'died out', you mean...."

"The rioter's fate depends on where the riot starts. They could be shot, sliced, eaten, burned, impaled, stabbed, blown up or used for some horrific ritual. Their possible fates are endless, but they all end up dead."

"Now that's bullshit. I know that the police force that operates in Vermilion City's High Class, Business and Suburban districts are hailed as the best in the Commonwealth. If that's the case, then these guys will follow protocol and arrest the rioters."

"You only say that because you're using the standard law to judge them. In this city where catastrophic superhero vs supervillain fights happen at least once a month, mercy for annoyances are in very short supply. There's a reason why the vast majority of murders in Vermilion City remain unsolved."

"So? Are you saying that you can take on 80 bat wielding thugs because you grew up surrounded with chaos? Aside from your left arm, you're mostly human. You may be good in a fight, but being severely outnumbered is no joke. It's good to be confident, but overconfidence will get us killed."

"Hahaha. Once again you're seeing things in the eyes of your common sense. I have no doubt you know of Crow. Though I am very green compared to her, I am receiving the same training as her."

"O-oh... Right. I keep forgetting that you once attended the HAA. *sigh* This is why I hate this form."

"Is something wrong with the big boobed glasses girl form?"

"Well, every form I take has their own certain quirks just like any normal person. The Connie form is a shy girl that is very easy to pressure into doing things. She is also a bit of a ditz that forgets things quite a lot. This is why this is also the perfect form to be paired with Karen Pechenko."

"Because Karen has a dominant personality and she wants a 'friend' that she can push around?"

"You're half right. While she acts like she owns the place, she is somewhat of a masochist. Watching her boyfriend make love to others makes her feel like she is being thrown away, and it turns her on to high heavens. She enjoys the feeling of helplessness and worthlessness."

"Ugh... Damn degenerate."

"This is actually why you're perfect for this job. With your dicking skills you'll-" said Agent A before she was interrupted by a text message.

She read the contents and smiled.

"Karen just invited us for some 'fun'. Make her yours and information will be as good as ours."