DC Superhero Girls: Plus Ultra

OverhaulingBusiness

Lex Luthor was many things, but a patient man that tolerated failure was not one of them. Not only had he paid through the nose to get the product from the yakuza syndicate, he had paid off the people at the checkpoints and Homeland Security, but then the heroes had to come in and take the product for themselves and the yakuza members to the police. Suffice to say, he was not happy. Right now he was calling the yakuza organization that had made the bullets to get his money back.

The black screen before Luthor's desk lit up with the image of the leader of the yakuza group. The man's face was obscured by a brown plague doctor's mask beak. He had short black hair and yellow eyes that seemed to look at a serious operation. He wore a black shirt with a white tie under a green jacket with a purple feathered neck, giving him the look of a bird of prey, black pants and white gloves. This was Kai Chisaki, also known in the criminal underworld as Overhaul.

"Mr. Luthor, I assume you're calling me to tell me you want more of my product?" Overhaul asked.

"No, Overhaul, I'm calling you to get me a refund for a product that was never delivered. Your men screwed up and now I'm a couple million short. Short on something you will pay me back." Luthor said, glaring at the screen.

"I fail to see how this is my fault." Overhaul replied. "If you're wondering about the efficiency of the ammunition, I can give you another demonstration." He said, pulling out a gun.

Overhaul turned around to see a man being held by two of his men. The man with large fangs and three eyes, who was crying for help as the yakuza boss walked up to him. He opened fire on the captured man. The red bullet struck the prisoner, causing him to fall in pain. The large fangs that came out of his face started to pull back into his skull, causing him to scream. His third eye disappeared from his forehead and was now no different than an ordinary man.

"Satisfied?" Overhaul asked, as his men took away the captured man.

Luthor watched the demonstration with some renewed desire. But he was no foolish mad man that would do the same thing twice expecting a different result.

"Very well, you've convinced me. I won't ask for a refund, but I will get my pound of flesh." Luthor stated.

"If you want another shipment, that might take some time." Overhaul replied.

"Oh, take all the time you need. As long as you don't mind working out of your base of operations." Luthor added. "You will move your operation here to Metropolis, and I'll get my shipment, plus interest."

"You think we will just move because you say so, Luthor?" Overhaul growled. "We don't follow your orders."

"Well then, it'll be a pity that the officers of the law as well as other criminal elements have been made aware of your actions with enough evidence to burn down your house." Luthor replied with a sneaky smile. "It is such a pity that such a young boss will find himself being murdered at such a young age. I say you have less than 12 hours before they break down your door. 8 if they get impatient. And they'll be taking bigger guns than your little peashooter."

Overhaul growled, using his quirk to destroy the gun he held.

"We will have to move the important material first and then send for the extra equipment we will need." Overhaul said through his gritting teeth.

"I'll be sure to await your arrival with a gift basket." Luthor said, cutting the transmission there.

Luthor leaned back, putting his hands behind his head.

"Are you sure taunting Overhaul is a good idea, Mr. Luthor? If the records of his abilities are correct, then it would be best if you refrained from antagonizing him." Mercy said.