Well-Rounded : OPM X Invincible Fan Fic

Chapter 23: Setting Things in Motion

This is a work of fan fiction based on Invincible and OPM, created by their original authors. I do not own any of the characters or settings from the original work, and no copyright infringement is intended. This fanfic is created solely for entertainment purposes.

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---The time after Saitama was Arrested---

Cecil stood in a clean white office. He stands close to a clear transparent impact resistant glass wall. He hold his hands behind him as he looks down from the room his in.

He observes the bald hero clad in all orange prison suit while conversing with the other inmates. A cat woman with similar clothing cowers behind Saitama, using him as a meat shield. The two were confronted by three large bodied inmates with lustrous metallic skin all over their bodies.

"Sir, we have a situation..." The radio sounded

"Don't, cease crowd control protocol and maintain observation." He ordered the guards.

His calm stoic face watches from above, within him was the desire to see what he, the hero, does in the situation.

The guards took the order and observed quietly from a towering central column structure. Acting as the core of the cylindrical mega prison. The prison walls coated in all white and pressurized by massive engines and pumps. After all, its located at the deepest point of the Marianas Trench.

From below, the metal skinned trio are raising their arms and cracking their knuckles. Cecil can't hear them, but it was clear the three are laughing and one of them pointed his finger on the bald man's head.

The hero didn't give much reaction to the taunts earlier, his brow furrowed by the instance the silver skinned inmate pointed at his dome.

Shing

A man with glasses and shaved head appeared behind Cecil. Sweating from the forehead and brisk walked to the superior.

"Sir, this is the results of the dampening procedures conducted on Saitama." he said, handing him a pad.

"Took you long enough, what can you say about him?" he asked as he skims through the data.

"W-well sir... I-I uhm... The equipment, there all broken sir..."

---Flashback 1 week prior to containment---

Whir~

Two individuals faze into existence ,a man in a gray suit and red tie. Wearing rectangular glasses and had a shaved head.

Next to him was the Bald Menace, Saitama. His pinky finger digging into his nostril. He's expression was of boredom. Eyes relaxed and posture slightly slouching forwards.

"So this place is Cheese n' Sticks? Kinda small" he said to Donald, scratching his butt.

It was entirely an empty white room. Devoid of anything, but a mirror infront of of the two. Reflecting their images.

"It's Styx and this place is the de- powering room." Donald corrected.

"... So you guys gonna weaken me here?"

"Not necessarily, your an employee still. Treat this as test to gather more data to better know you."

"Ooh... So like a hero tryouts of the Association.."

"Yes... *click*"

Donald flipped a switch on his wrist watch and teleported out of the room. Saitama was now left alone wondering to himself.

"We got teleportation and I'm stuck walking." he grumbled to himself.

Cluck! chick!

Bra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta~