Well-Rounded : OPM X Invincible Fan Fic

Chapter 50: Kidnapped!

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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As you may already know, years have passed since our hero arrived to this new place. A more grounded and relatively peaceful place compared to his home. Although, It may be peaceful in comparison but it's not short of any fascinating discoveries. Despite the wonders this place offers, our caped crusader more often faces the same problems no matter where he ends up.

thump thump thump...

"Where's the White Home again?! I've seen this street sign 3 times now..."

Our hero got lost on his way to assist the guardians of the globe in the fight against two villains. He was surrounded by towering buildings of Washington DC. Structures of historical significance from a few distance away stood solid since its erection. but the monuments, libraries, offices, and institutes were more of misleading form than anything for our hero.

"Seriously... where's a map when you need one?" the bald man complained and held his head down, "Should have brought my phone..." he blamed himself and shook his head.

Saitama also tried to ask around, people of all shapes and sizes walk by the area he was in. Unfortunately, it was a particular day where the attitude of the residents of Washington are at edge. Saitama only got unhelpful answers to his direction.

The bustling capitol are filled with congesting bodies of the residents of Washington. All shuffling in a hurry and most faces contorted in a manic focus to get where they need to be. That include our hero who tapped the first person to ask.

Tap tap

"Ey!! Mind your own d#mn business, ya bald freak!!" said a middle age man holding a bottle of alcohol before staggering away.

"Yena, honey! Get away from that homeless bald man!" hiss a mother to her child. Clutching the child in a tight protective embrace.

"Yooow... Halloween was like last year bro. What are you supposed to be anyway? A super hero? Thats just a lame costume." Commented a guy who was walking by.

"Pfft, you're a tourist, aren't ya?  I don't entertain weirdos, so get going!" Ordered by an officer.

All of this happened and Saitama hasn't asked them or even spoke a word. He simply walked up to them and they started spouting assumptions.

"Sigh... This sucks." A vein bulges on his head and he grit his teeth "I can't even run around this place. Too many people and I don't want to get ticketed again." Saitama thought as he turns his head around the place.

He continued to try to find any sort of land mark or map, a sigh or anyone who's willing enough to not judge him for his appearance. But fortune at least shined upon him as an electronics shop had displays of televisions. Said televisions are broadcasting the battle in the White House.

*The Guardian of the Globe are defending the good people of the country as the Mauler twins infiltrate the White House...*

The news also showed the map of the area and Saitama was able to guess that he was close to a familiar land mark. With moments scratch of his head, he vanished like a father going out to get milk. The burst of speed generated strong gust of wind that the hats and hair of people nearby.

An ice cream cone from a child flew to a man's face, which he bumps to woman and accidentally placed his hand on her soft mounds. A flare of rage came to the woman and she swung her arm to the man.