Well-Rounded : OPM X Invincible Fan Fic

Chapter 55: Searching

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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Pish~

The water flows from the shower head and the running water crashing on the top of a man's reddish-brown hair. His back seems like a canyon where the water flows over and between contracting muscle. Steam rose and made a wall of mist that obscure his figure.

"Ugh... that work out nearly killed me" he groaned.

The heat of the water loosens the knots and bundles of his body. The purple and red on his arms and torso was visible through the curtains of water and mist. He placed his hands on the tiled walls, letting the water wash away the exhaustion.

"If it weren't for the gains... I would've quit by now. Ugh... d##m baldie"

Creak... Tink...

He turned the knob counter clockwise and straitened his posture. Reached out to a nearby rack and grasp a towel to wrap it around his waist. Stepping out of the shower room, he headed to the changing room to don his orange and yellow hero suit. Heat and blast proof with nanofibers designed to distribute high impact force.

Thump thump thump

Heavy protective boots meet the dense metallic floor of a long corridor. Illuminated by light installations in the inner corners of the structure. A blue hue that covers a cold and empty place. Devoid of color and nothing but the solid creation of practicality.

Hiss~

"Yow! What the F!" startled as he spoke.

A writhing and pulsing masses of wires and tentacles with silver plating. Going above and down, hanging like worms from unearth sod. The probing appendages are hooked into machines and databases with screens that continuously sort out data flying across them.

"Greetings, Rexplode." A familiar robotic voice spoke, "It is an odd sight but sir Genos is making progress with the search as we speak."

Robot turned his head and Rex followed to see the tall blond man. Well, the tall headless man as the origin of the writhing mass of appendages was from Genos himself. Apart from the head looking like a tree trunk branching out, his arms are also the same. Split into several whips that are connected to consoles and computers.

Above the arch, the monitor screen flickers into different images like changing channels. Showing worlds after worlds and places unknown. Some are in cities of dystopian and utopian characteristics, apocalyptic environments with undead, devils, and abomination. Others were simply empty landscapes of alien worlds.

"Whoa, is that dude riding a sword in the sky?" Rex commented on one channel.

*You are correct, Rexplode. But not our priority* a cold voice rang in Rex's head.

"Ah... dude. Can you please not do that? Its hella disturbing."

*I apologize,* Genos' voice rang slightly less, *I do not have a mouth so I cannot speak* he said, feet planted firmly. Never once moved nor did anything than searching.

The portal swirls and shifts for each change of channel of the monitor. Occasionally changing color corresponding to the world that appears above. Robot help a worn out note and never once showed being bothered by the telepathic way of communicating.

"I find it fascinating, actually. It could be an alternative way of communicating for our team. Of course, I will have to research it and develop" Robot said with a slight glee in his tone.