Well-Rounded : OPM X Invincible Fan Fic

Chapter 35: Poseidon's Arena...

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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Woosh~

Whistle~

Flutter~

The wind blew around a speeding body. Going up and across the layer of cloud cover below. His half closed eyes glisten under the shining sun as his body sprawled across the invisible blanket of air.

His form seemingly seeking the embrace of the cotton wisp below him, but a great force pushes him onwards. Shying away from the soft touch of condensed vapor.

The cape flutter wildly, toyed and tossed around by the rushing winds.

"Uhh... W-here- ahrg!" Nolan slowly stirred awake.

A sharp piercing pain stabbed his head and reminded his body of the sensation that it avoided

Poof

The man in red and white labored to orient and struggled to slow. His mind and body still rattled by a force he does not remember.

Whish

It took some moments until the viltrumite halted himself above the clashing waves of the sea.

"D-d#mn it... What the hell. Why am I... Aargh!"

The splitting head aches resurfaced. His superior biology doing its best to mend the damage it recieved.

He placed a hand on his own head and and flashes of memories gone, returned.

"A fist?" he said, recalling the last thing he saw.

His gloved hands felt a damp sensation coupled with a stinging feeling. When he looked at his own appendage, he saw red.

"Blood?" he spoke again.

The red fluid trickled down between his eyes and concluded he was injured.
It would have explained the head aches he's experiencing.

But it also made him feel cautious. His trained body and mind now aware of what he will deal with.

Boom!

He flew up, puncturing the clouds. His injury healed, yet left a lasting imprint in his psyche of the trauma he took.

"Ok Nolan, He can knock you out. You know his fast and things aren't going as planned. But do not underestimate him." he contemplated and encouraged himself as his eyes scan the surface.

The Viltrumite strategized. He faced strong enemies before. Beings capable of harming a top viltrumite warrior. Yet, Nolan knew this will not be like one of those battles be fought.

His adversary isn't weak. No, more likely the strongest human he ever fought. A freak Cecil kept secret.

Nolan fought againts beast called Rognarrs and he admits to their strength that could overcome a viltrumite.

Buts thats the thing, Saitama isn't a beast. He is a veteran, a crude but efficient combatant. So fighting him is exponentially more challenging.

"I can't fail the Empire..." he was determined. He is now aware of one fact.

That Saitama is now taking the offensive.

Sssshhhh-splash!~

Sssshhhh-splash!~

Sfloosh...

Omni-man's ears picked up the sound or rushing water that he could compare to a raging water fall.