The Refinery Plant, 21:27.
Just like the Harlem Knight prisoner said, an exchange was happening in the refinery plant under the dark night sky illuminated by the small lights and moon and as Vero hoped, Scorpio and her men were there as well along with a bunch of other men wearing fancy suits with high grade military weapons serving as bodyguard to another woman he didn't recognize.
“A pleasure doing business with you as usual Ms. Scorpio.” The leader of the buyers said. She was wearing a formal attire. Her name was Elizabeth Shannon, another one of New York’s mob leaders. Scorpio on her part grumbled in disgust at the "Ms" while waving her hand in a dismissive manner.
“But why couldn’t Mr. King join us?” she asked Scorpio dressed in her black and purple suit with long leather coat over it while her jet was hovering not too far from her though it remained cloaked.
“He’s off at a meeting so he asked me to come here and supervise.” She lied. Benjamin King was actually in New York City. He just did not show up himself because he did not trust anyone besides Scorpio, so he asked her to attend for him.
“Well, maybe next time I could personally meet him in person.” She said just as her right hand man came next her.
“Madam, we’re done. “He informed her.
“In that case, goodnight lady Scorpio.” She bid farewell and began walking towards her chopper.
"Enough with the formality already." She grumbled in annoyance.
Just when she about to leave, one of her men came flying across her colliding with a vertical pipe. Vero landed on top of a horizontal pipe and shot web lines at two other thugs at their feet, and pulled them causing them to fall to the ground.
Vero then leaped in the air and landed behind two others. He kicked them in the face with a roundhouse kick sending them flying and collide with the others. He was concealed in the shadows of the night making it harder for everyone to see him clearly.
“Well don’t just stand there, shoot him!” She ordered them while she hurried to the chopper and got in. Once she was in, it taking taking off.
Responding to her orders, everyone opened fire at Vero who responded back by leaping at a vertical pipe. Vero then leaped to the ground, then over them before landing on the ground again. Using his super strength, he snapped a long pipe easily and threw it at six thugs knocking them unconscious. He then flew into the air disappearing from sight.
“Where is he!?” One of them questioned them.
Vero landed on the door of the helicopter, punched through the windshield and yanked the pilot out with no effort at all then jumped off letting it spiral out of control. Vero shot two web lines at a brute and yanked him towards the thick pipe that was between them. Vero then sprinted at the one of them and kicked him in the stomach causing to him slam into the others who were behind him.
Sensing danger, Vero saw two thugs running at him. Leaping in the air between them, he flipped himself upside down before shooting two web at their faces, landed on the floor after back flipping and yanked them towards each other. He looked up and spotted Scorpio leaning on a railing who blew a kiss at him.
Vero then saw a brute throw a crate at him. He managed to duck under it just in time. Vero then ran at him. He ducked under his right, left hook, and then countered with a back flip kick, a roundhouse kick and then a reverse sidekick. Then finally, Vero leaped into the air, grabbed the brute’s face and slammed him on the ground with small amount of force that still knocked him out.
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Margyn D. Warrior
FanfictionA story about a hotheaded, fifteen-year-old, delinquent high school young man named Vero D. Yeager. A man born with white hair which has made him be ridiculed and ostracized from years to come because of it. One day though, after his birthday, he be...
