The Oval Office, a sunlit afternoon. The grand room is filled with rich, historical decor, yet an air of tension hangs in the atmosphere. Seated behind the iconic Resolute Desk is the President of the United States, sarah Huntley looking poised yet visibly apprehensive.
Across from her stands Kendrick Jackson, his imposing stature dwarfing the plush chair behind the desk. He radiates power, confidence, and an unsettling calm.
President: welcome Mr. Jackson.
Kendrick: please call me Kendrick.
President: Kendrick. Well Kendrick I didn't know why you had to murder one of my guards.
Kendrick: he was talking shit.
President: I see.
Kendrick: (leaning slightly forward, his voice low and commanding) Look, Madam President, we both know the world is shifting. You need allies like me, and I need some... assurances.
President: (maintaining composure, her fingers interlaced on the desk) Kendrick, your abilities are extraordinary. But granting you immunity from all government authorities... that's a huge leap. Think of the implications. We're talking about a significant shift in power.
Kendrick: (smirks, crossing his arms) It's more than just implications; it's reality, and you know it. I could level entire cities without breaking a sweat. I'm offering you a chance to stay on my good side-no enemies, only partnerships.
President: (taking a deep breath, weighing her words) I understand your point. But with great power comes great responsibility. How can I trust you won't misuse this immunity?
Kendrick: (his eyes narrowing slightly) Trust is built, not given, and I can assure you, I have no intention of causing chaos. In fact, I know of influential individuals in Asia, Africa, Europe, South America, and Australia who feel the same way. Their power structures align with what I'm proposing. They wouldn't dare attack the U.S. while I'm in play.
President: (leaning back, thoughtful) You're suggesting an alliance of sorts, on a global scale?
Kendrick: Precisely. You let me operatively function without interference; I'll ensure there's no conflict on American soil. It's a win-win situation.
President: (her expression firming up) And what do you expect in return for this... protection?
Kendrick: I want control. Control over the FBI, CIA, DEA, NSA, IRS all of the intelligence groups and all military branches. If I need a task completed, it gets done, no questions asked. And let's not forget free access to goods and services from any store, restaurant, or business in the country without restriction, Also the ability to come into the Whitehouse whenever I want and do whatever I want, and Immunity from all government authorities.
President: (shocked, her voice a mix of disbelief and determination) Kendrick, that's an unprecedented level of power. I need to know you won't abuse it.
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