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.

but the woman 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 almost killed

here, Felix?” Jamie asked, uneasy. Ryan could tell the young hero’s words had struck a nerve. “To

your division to make his drug. Just

don’t think

step towards his adoptive sister. Jamie rose from his own seat, perhaps

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

and though Ryan couldn’t hear what was said on the other end of the line, he could guess. Mars was trying to convince his

the older man 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 myth of invincibility was in jeopardy. A brutal, public murder would carry a clear message to both his

shall survive, not

was a gangster with too much power. When

looked at the fireplace behind Atom Kitten, noticing the tip of a gun’s barrel

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

revolver’s trigger echoed

time, leapt from his seat, and pushed Felix out of the bullet’s

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

glanced at the fireplace. Mortimer had phased halfway through the stone, a gun in hand. “It’s

with another pull of the trigger, and the room erupted into

her and dived down below the table. Mortimer missed

centurion 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, and

Felix said,

Ryan replied, grabbing him by the chest like a princess in distress, and jumping through the opened window. The dining room was on the first floor, and so while the time traveler gracefully landed on the

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, just as lightning struck the

night sky, shrouded in a cloud of crimson lightning. Lightning Butt looked down on the

up on the spot, Ryan wisely activated his time-stop. Instead of moving within the frozen time,

of Night

black bodysuit meshing with the darkness. The

Night Terrorized in the eye and made him fall to his back, screaming. His illusion collapsed into nothingness, as if it had never been there. Felix blinked

live,” Ryan said as the car approached. But to his surprise, it wasn’t his Plymouth Fury, but a Mercedes Benz stopping in front of the duo. The

said, inviting them inside. “Quickly! Before the

so perfect was her face and voice, even the clothes… before realizing Cancel wasn’t with his girlfriend. Felix, too confused to think straight, took a step forward; the courier stopped him with a hand

calls me ‘Master Ryan’ when things are heating

hidden beneath her clothes. Ryan froze time and nailed her hand to the driving wheel by throwing his other knife

lied,” Ryan said as time resumed, the impostor dropping her weapon and hissing at the pain. “But seeing your expression was worth

guessed what was happening.

everything, you ungrateful little…” Livia’s voice turned into Venus’, as the Augusti regained her true form. Great, she could also alter vocal cords.

to kill me?” Felix stood in place, too horrified by

said, and to his relief, his self-driven car was making its way to their location. “Now, apologies, but

you were a traitor the moment I saw you,” Venus hissed. “There’s

something else. Mars stood at the window’s edge with a cold expression, purple

Though it was nighttime, Ryan could have sworn he had seen a flash of doubt and guilt in

wounded wife, Mars quickly made up

kitten out of the way, as 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

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

the arm, trying to keep him away from the window

summoning thick chains and binding his daughter’s hands and legs. They quickly started to fall off her, probably due to her

with his gun, but his bullets only grazed the bodywork. While the Plymouth Fury escaped the property, Mars leaped outside the window, a red Suzuki Hayabusa

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