The Ultra Violet-Spider

3-Warmonger

Meanwhile at Hammer Tech, the scientists and engineers were hard at work on Justin's top secret project labeled: Monger. The CEO is overseeing the project the sweating workers are at mass production of more Hammer Drones. After a few more minutes of observing his work, he would start his walk back to his office. 'What'd you think Norman? Is it everything you hoped?' After Justin reaches his office and opens his door, he's greeted by his corporate advisor. "U-um, M-Mr. Hammer? Sir? Another shootout was reported. The Bloods and Crips were at it again." Justin ignites his cigar and takes a couple of puffs from it. "And?" "A-and uh, the police casualty would've doubled." He takes another puff and a sip of whiskey. "Would have?" "Y-yes sir. We would have, but I'm not sure if you've heard but, Chicago has had a Spider hero for...a while." Justin takes another puff. "And how does this affect me?" "W-Well, as he puts more of the gang members in jail, some of the people are beginning to think that they're better off without your hammer drones." Justin takes and another sip of his whiskey and stood up. "The people putting their faith into a lunatic in a costume trying to play hero. What is this country coming too. Ready Wave one of the drones for deployment tonight. And give me an update on the Monger." His assistant obliged and lead him to his second lab away from the one specialized for the drones. They would arrive as the assistant would inform his boss about the current details and status of the Monger suit.

"As you can see Mr. Hammer, the suit is right on schedule. But sir if I may, why must we crest these suits? Aren't you worried that it may be too...excessive?" "Excessive?" Justin then sets his drink down and puts out his cigar. "Civilization has been preserved because the right people have had the right idea at the right time! This technology that god has blessed us comes along once in a generation, and it's a gift that has been put in our hands. And why is that? It's because we have a vision, a vision for the future of this company, of this nation, of the world order." He turns to face the slightly startled assistant. Justin would then look at his phone and sees four metahumans are attacking Downtown Chicago. "Actually, deploy three and send them to that area. I wanna see how they're handled socially and physically." "R-Right away sir! O-Oh and one more thing...That "shipment" will arrive tomorrow night. I'll prep a pickup team." "Make sure to look inconspicuous." The assistant would scurry off to carry out his order as Justin would continue to watch and wait as the Monger armor is steadily being welded and built, with the look of determination and absolute will. As the cops were arriving on the scene of the crime, the four culprits that was robbing a Chicago City Bank was walking out holding money bags and laughing. Hah! What an easy take!" One of the robbers bragged as he was wearing combat boots, green stripes shirt, and brown pants.