The Perfect Run

Chapter 107

Ryan wondered how many lives Felix ‘Atom Cat’ Veran had left.

He had died at the Meta-Gang’s hands at least twice, once to Fallout’s bombardment of Len’s underwater base, and probably alongside everyone in New Rome when Bloodstream escaped confinement. Which should leave him with five lives out of nine?

“Felix!” Narcinia almost rose from her seat, only for Mars to put a hand on her shoulder and force her back to her seat. The young teen looked at her adoptive brother and father in confusion.

Fortuna’s response was far less subdued. “Felix, you ass!” she complained so loudly that Mathias winced at her shrilling voice. “How dare you come to a family dinner dressed like that! You look like a plumber!”

“Glad to see you too, sis,” Felix replied as he rose up, swiping ashes and dust off his clothes. His eyes wandered to the table, meeting confused looks from the guests. “Jamie, Ki-jung… Dad.”

“You could have used the door,” Mars said, his eyes tense. To Ryan’s surprise, he didn’t immediately go for his son’s throat, perhaps because of his daughters’ presence. “We invited you.”

“And I’m sure the guards outside are for show. You would never have let me close to Narcinia if I went through the entrance.” Felix turned away from his father, before noticing Mathias and Ryan. “Who are you?”

“Your sister’s boyfriend,” Mathias replied with mixed feelings. His tense eyes met Ryan’s, silently waiting for a signal. He too understood that the situation would soon degenerate.

“Which one?” Felix asked, curious.

“The right one,” Fortuna replied.

Her brother rolled his eyes, before looking at Ryan. “And… who are you, a new member of the Killer Seven?”

Ryan considered a dozen ways to introduce himself; as Quicksave, as President of the Free World, conqueror of Monaco, immortal and all. All more dignified and flowery than the last.

But only one sentence came to mind.

“I’m BLEEPING your ex.”

The awkward silence that welcomed his declaration delighted the courier.

“Don’t give me that look,” Ryan said to Felix, as the younger hero looked at him with astonished eyes. “It was your ex or your sister, and she’s almost as pretty as you are!”

“Almost?” Fortuna asked angrily. “He doesn’t even groom his hair!”

“Whatever,” Felix said, though the revelation had clearly shaken him. “Narcinia, come with me.”

“What,” the younger Veran asked, “where?”

“Away. My current bosses are a huge disappointment, but working with them will still be way better than making drugs.” Atom Kitty extended a hand to his sister. “Now that that death factory has been burnt to the ground, you can put an end to this tragedy here and now.”

Narcinia didn’t answer, instead anxiously looking at her father. This frustrated her brother. “Narci…”

“Did you do it?” Mars asked his son, his tone dangerous. “Destroy our production center?”

Felix shrugged. “I had nothing to do with that, though I wish I did. Whoever blew up that toxic dump deserves an award.”

His father frowned, and Ryan felt a chill going down his spine. A mobile phone materialized in a purple flash within Mars’ hand, the Olympian immediately making a call.

Livia’s vision was turning into reality.

in question avoided his gaze, much to his annoyance. “And you, Jamie? I heard about your promotion. It’s not enough to close your eyes anymore, now will you help Augustus peddle the poison that

Felix?” Jamie asked, uneasy. Ryan could tell the young hero’s

from your division to make his drug. Just by taking that job, you’re enabling the death and

breath. “I don’t think now is the time to discuss

the time,” he protested, taking a step towards his adoptive sister. Jamie rose from his own seat, perhaps to stop

a scowl on his face. “He’s here, Janus, but he doesn’t know… he swears he’s not involved… yes, but… please, not before my daughters…

the line, he could guess. Mars was

wasting his breath. Lightning Butt was convinced Felix had provided the Carnival with the intel that made the devastating Ischia raid possible, and his organization’s

shall survive, not even

was a gangster with too much power.

Atom Kitten, noticing the tip of a gun’s barrel sticking out

He looked at his stubborn son, the phone in his hand. When faced with a choice between disobeying his invincible boss and paying

click of a revolver’s trigger echoed in the

seat, and pushed Felix out of

projectile impacted on the wall, Fortuna screaming in surprise while Felix stumbled

he glanced at the fireplace. Mortimer had phased halfway

answered with another pull of the

rain of glass shrapnels, Narcinia screaming as Ki-jung and Jamie hastily grabbed her and dived down below the table. Mortimer missed and retreated back into the wall, while the shards avoided a horrified Fortuna and a focused

armor and mask of steel to materialize over his skin. The Olympian moved his hand over the only part of his body exposed, the eyes,

Felix said, utterly

and jumping through the opened window. The dining room was on the first floor, and so while the time traveler gracefully landed on the grass below, his favorite cat rolled on the ground. The courier whistled, calling his Plymouth Fury

ordered Felix, helping him back to his feet. A storm of glass kept Mars busy on the first floor, but

car’s headlamps emerged from the night’s darkness on their left,

of ivory descended from the night sky, shrouded in a cloud of crimson lightning. Lightning Butt

Instead of moving within the frozen time,

Night Terror’s

his black bodysuit meshing with the darkness. The time-traveler grabbed two

back, screaming. His illusion collapsed into nothingness, as if it had never been there. Felix blinked repeatedly. “Where did he

to live,” Ryan said as the car approached. But to his surprise, it wasn’t his Plymouth Fury, but a

them inside. “Quickly! Before

her face and voice, even the clothes… before realizing Cancel wasn’t with his girlfriend. Felix, too confused to think straight,

always calls me ‘Master Ryan’ when things

him blinked in shock and surprise, before trying to grab a revolver hidden beneath her clothes. Ryan froze time and nailed her hand to the driving wheel

as time resumed, the impostor dropping her weapon and hissing

quickly guessed what

she could also alter vocal cords. She attempted to remove the knife with her free hand, her teeth grinding in

place, too horrified by the realization to even muster

car was making

I saw you,” Venus hissed.

or something else. Mars stood at the window’s edge with a cold

didn’t. Though it was nighttime, Ryan could have sworn he had seen a flash of doubt and

his wounded wife, Mars quickly

weapons fell on them by the dozen. From what the courier understood, Mars could pull and summon items from a pocket dimension armory, but he had never imagined the speed at which he could throw them. The spears and swords flew

initial volley, reaching his car. “Come in!” he ordered Felix as he swiftly took over the driving wheel, the superhero

keep him away from the window and briefly halting the bombardment. “Daddy,

him or the rest of us,” Mars replied, before summoning thick chains and binding his daughter’s hands and legs. They quickly started to fall off her, probably due to her power causing structural damage, but it

the Olympian’s range. Mortimer phased through the building’s walls, opening fire at the car with his gun, but his bullets only grazed the bodywork. While the Plymouth Fury escaped the property, Mars leaped

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