Sky High After Dark – Flashpoint

Literotic asexstories – Sky High After Dark – Flashpoint by soul71,soul71 Thanks to Killerarmyguy for the edits

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Chapter One

Aron Carter, aka Void, was playing Talon while his hunt for the Collector continued; he wanted to keep his daughter from the past safe from his attention. He felt so exposed as he stood on the ledge of a building as he helped Jill suss out a crime that caught her attention that the rest overlooked. Peering over as her suit’s camouflage deactivated as Jill came to stand beside him.

“They’re in there,” Jill stated. A deep shade of black raced across its surface as her fingers moved across the control panel embedded into the wrist of her gloves.

“So,” waving his hand towards the building, “how do you want to handle this?” Aron asked, not that he didn’t know she could handle herself. That didn’t mean he didn’t worry about her safety; he was her father; after all, he just wasn’t the same man from a different timeline.

“Stealth,” Jill, aka Moonlight, said firmly. “Like we used to do,” she whispered low, her hand sliding into his, glad that he came along with her on this. It reminded her so much of how her father was when she became his sidekick.

“After you?” Aron suggested with a wave of his hand. His eyes moved along her gait as Jill backed up before turning into a run and firing off the rockets in her boots that were fueled by the radiation she absorbed. Then he, too, heard the light howl of the wind in his ears as he, too, took to the air.

“You know, Talon you remind me of someone I used to know,” Jill teased with a smirk as she clocked out her hip as she watched how he rose to his feet from his roll to muffle his landing.

“Oh? You’ll have to tell me about it sometime,” Aron said, playing along with the ruse that they didn’t know each other in case someone was listening.

“Mmmhmm,” Jill hummed low as she led him toward the stairwell. Looking down when he took hold of her wrist, pondering why Arron was staring at his hand. Unbeknownst to her, Aron’s eyes moved down the screen in his mask as Veil displayed the chemical markers left behind by the men.

“I thought they were nothing but smugglers,” Aron whispered, bringing Jill down to a squat.

“Yeah, why I chose this group, compared to the other foes we’ve faced together, this will be a cakewalk.”

“Don’t get overconfident,” Aron whispered, “well, then I guess these smugglers have good connections,” he warned as he and Veil noticed the traces of particles that only came from high-grade energy weapons. No normal smuggler could afford such weapons. “We need to look for a port, so she,” referring to Veil, “can jack into their network. See if we can’t find the name of this supplier.”

Tapping lightly on his shoulder as they crept down the hall, pointing to the room to the right of them only reading one heat signature within. Jill struck out in a flash as the man was slow to respond to her, smiling at her father as he gently laid the man on the floor.

“How long will this take?” Jill whispered, standing guard over him. Not that he needed guarding; he was invulnerable and the world’s strongest man.

“Not long, not a network around that can keep Veil out,” Aron stated, wondering how Veil was taking the praise back at their base. “Sit that guy up so we can question him, then see if anyone is coming. If there is, you know what to do,” he directed, seeing her nod in response.

Scanning around in the dark corridor, looking for any body heat near them then scanning where her targets were at. Returning back to his side once she knew where they were within the building, noticing the scowl on Aron’s lips. “Is something the matter, Talon?” she asked, keeping her voice low.

“Yeah, just waiting to hear back from Sara about an image Veil found on their network. He filled in the blanks for me when he came to,” he said, his hand shook as he pointed his thumb in the man’s direction.

“And what did he say?” Jill inquired, keeping her eagerness in check when it sounded like their case was going to be extended.

“Oh, just another crumb to follow when my new suit is finished,” Aron answered vaguely.

“But we are seeing this through to the end, aren’t we?”

“We are, but we might need to include my team if it appears to be who I think it is,” Aron said seriously.

“Only when or if it’s necessary, okay?” Jill spoke in a pouty, playful voice.

“Hey, this is your case,” Aron stated with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Thank you for coming out tonight with me; it really means a lot to me,” Jill said sweetly as the signs of her fight with the smugglers marred her form. “It felt so much like it always did when we would go out.”

“Happy to help, gave me time to let my mind just work on a problem in the back of my head,” Aron said affectionately.

“When he’s gone, you’re going back to being Void, aren’t you?” Jill asked in a wifely tone as her chin rested on his shoulder. She knew he never really fit into the hero life; her thumb brushed affectionately along his bicep as she realized they weren’t all that different from one another.

“Feel so naked in this thing,” Aron spoke, looking down at his body.

“Then we should get you home so no one catches a glimpse of this sexy body of yours,” Jill purred, her hand roamed alluringly along Aron’s defined chest.

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“You sure this hunk of frost is going to be a match for him?” Banshee spoke in a condescending tone as she gestured at the contraption that held the cyborg Red Scare, whose remains were cybernetically enhanced when they brought his body on-line after the fight with the original Void.

“No, but we do need to test him, to probe for a weakness for when he arrives,” the Collector stated, his android eyes running over the frozen capsule in front of him. “He has already demonstrated how far he goes,” waving towards the screen; while he didn’t have a stake in that war, he did keep an eye on it, “as you see, some of the moves are identical,” he said, bringing up the last fight they had where his organic body was killed by Void.

“I know he’s an android like me. He’ll be a good distraction to see if we can break into his software,” he said

with an evil grin.

“And then?”

“We finish what we started in ’34, that has never changed. With Void’s android, there won’t be anyone that can defy me,” the Collector boasted about future predictions.

“Why not break out that team he sent way? Surely they’re better than this piece of junk…” Arching an eyebrow when, Red Scare opened his right eye and glared at her. “He is powered down, right?”

“Yes, but the way they shackled his power when they brought him back isn’t conducive to my needs. So, I will build you a new organic body, you’ll do me this one thing, and if you kill this new Void, you’ll get your freedom; what ya say, Aleksandr Petrov? Excellent,” he grinned like a fool at his blink, “it will take a few weeks to clone you a body and transfer your brain pattern to it, so you return to your slumber.”

“You are going to make sure we can control him, right?” Banshee asked, following him into his lab, a lab, unlike the one she woke up over 90 years ago.

“Yes, Adali, I already have something in mind. Now come, we best return and get started.”

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Aron stood looking at the blueprint and the man that was holding it in his two hands as the man detailed what his main headquarters would look like as the sounds of the machinery played around him. Speaking some departing words to the man as his cell phone rang. Waving to the man when he brought his cell phone to his ear.

“Aron?” Aminah’s voice played in his ear as he stood off and out of the way on the site. He had no wish to impede the workers that were pouring the concrete walls of his second factory where the electronics his company would be making while his other factory handled making the fabric of his ballistic armor.

“Hey,” Aron hummed.

“Hey,” Aminah replied, cooing in his ear.

“What do you need, Aminah?”

“Just reminding you that we have that meeting with the ten hopefuls for the four slots we’re looking to hire to handle the day-to-day maintenance on their base.”

“Then I’m glad you called; kind of got caught up here with making sure everything is moving along as planned,” Aron said, looking over at Jill, who was shadowing him for the day since his mother was going to be in meetings all day and wouldn’t need her given how he was running his factory at half compacity while the final construction on it to bring it up to date. Since word reached the ears of those, who had already put in orders for when they did finally open up shop. Those they had hired to run the looms were working very hard, pleased to be back to work. Watching Jill walking around their SUV that Aminah had built to climb into the driver’s seat. He would admit Jill’s driving scared the living hell out of him.

“Good, I best be seeing you soon, honey.”

“We’re just leaving,” Aron said as Jill started up the vehicle.

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“Everyone,” Aminah spoke, getting the ten who they had chosen to advance to that stage of the hiring process. They had advertised for the position in Fides instead of Metaville, given the distance between the two cities. While they had gotten hundreds of applications, these were the only ten that The Sovereign Crusaders had signed off on. “I would like for you all to meet the owner of Mist Manufacturing,” she said, gesturing over to Aron, who stood off to her left. “As you all know, you ten have been picked by the group The Sovereign Crusaders, given that is who we will be working for, this part of the hiring process. We will be testing each and every one of you to ensure that you have the skills we are looking for,” Aminah stated, smiling at Jill, who began to hand out the booklet’s she and Aron had made just for them. “No electronics unless we supply them to you is to be used on these tests. This is to see if you can adapt and think with your own mind rather than relying on a calculator. If you can’t, then it was pleasant meeting you, but I will have to ask you to leave this building.”

Aron watched as three people rose from their seats and grumbled as they walked out of his office and his building. He wondered which one of them was going to past his and Aminah’s test they had devised to see who would be a good fit for the job. He noted the eyes that glanced over to him as he walked around the room as he, too studied them. However, one of the applicants caught his interest as he noted a rather peculiar device the young woman had sticking out of one of the pockets of the bag she had with her.

“In a few minutes, I will hand out the test; this is important; it’s not necessary for you to answer every question. I can’t stress that enough. This test is not to see if your answers are correct, yet that is important; nevertheless, this is to see if you have the intelligence to understand what we are asking of you,” Aminah said with a stack of papers in her arms as she stood at the front of the room. Trying to keep her body from reacting to the gaze Aron was giving her. Recounting the conversation she and Aron had a few weeks ago after he showed up in a new suit. To say he wasn’t happy that she would put herself in danger just to get a few years back was an understatement. Nonetheless, eventually, Aminah knew Aron would see it her way, showing how her new youthful body was like in their bed didn’t hurt either. He didn’t say a word when the rest of her siblings wanted to under go the infusion as she had done. Aron just walked off, shaking his head. “So what do you think of them?” she whispered into Aron’s left ear as she stood beside him.

“I have a feeling she’s going to be one of them,” Aron responded, pointing at the woman.

“Oh? I was wondering if you picked that up, too,” Aminah said, keeping her smile from showing. “She did seem to have the intelligence.”

“Look at her tech that will tell you all you need to know,” Aron replied, pointing at the device.

“Hmm… true, but nowhere near the level of your tech,” Aminah said heatedly as her fetish kicked in.

“Yeah, who could ever match Veil (Virtual Empathetic Intelligent Lifeform),” Aron answered with a warm smile as she thought about her. Wondering how she was faring with the kids, reminding himself to call her after they were done.

“True, but I was talking about your more recent inventions,” Aminah said, fighting herself not to purposely drag her breasts up and down his arm in her horniness.

“Oh? Do go on,” Aron mused, peering over at her with a coy grin on his lips, knowing she wouldn’t act on what she was feeling in public.

“Later,” Aminah said, patting Aron’s left arm before giving it a nudge with her elbow and jutting her chin at the woman they both had their eye on when it seemed to them she had finished and was just pretending to still be working on her test so the others wouldn’t feel so bad about being slower than she was. Biting her lip as she felt his hand moving along her ass before he moved off.

“Come with me,” Aron said, standing at the woman’s right side, clearly taking her by surprise given the startlement on her face. He could see the fear in her eyes as he gathered up her test booklet and her answer sheet so he could go over the woman’s answers as he talked to her privately. “The rest of you, you still have forty minutes left before the test is over. I would advise you to return to your task and not eyeing me,” he stated, turning on his heel and gesturing for the woman to follow him. Seeing Aminah nodding when he told her he would fill her in on what they had discussed afterward. “So…” Looking at the woman’s name on her answer sheet, “Emily, what made you decide to apply for the position?”

“The money.”

Aron couldn’t be surprised by the woman’s answer. It was honest, after all. “I get that, but you have to have some experience in what the job describes,” Aron inferred.

“Yeah, I do; where are we going?” Emily asked, confused as to why he wasn’t walking her towards the door.

“To the office, so we can talk privately,” Aron said, pointing up to the windows where he saw his mother standing sipping her coffee, looking out onto the floor on one of her little breaks she occasionally got finished from whichever meeting she was in at the time. Seeing the bashful wave, she gave him in response to his own.

“Umm… sir… is there something I did wrong?” Emily inquired, hoping she hadn’t blown it. She needed the work, and she knew she wasn’t ever going to be offered that kind of money ever again, so she knew she had to take the leap and see if she could put her years of tinkering away in her dark room throughout her teenage years would finally pay off.

“No,” Aron replied, peering over his right shoulder. “What made you think that?”

“Well, you pulled me out of the test before I even finished with my own test,” Emily said, trying to hide the fact that she had already finished it prior to Aron pulling her out of the room. She knew from the questions that were asked you either had to be a genius or someone who had been in the field to answer the questions that were in the booklet they had given her. Yet she just didn’t think after the first question, it would get progressively harder as the test went on.

“Did I?” Aron mused; his innuendo hung in the air.

“Mr. Carter, are you inferring something?”

“No. I don’t think I am,” Aron said, keeping his smile from his face at the wit the woman had on her. “I’m simply curious as to why you think you could fool us into thinking you were still working on your test when you already completed it in twenty minutes,” he stated, letting the cat out of the bag as he led her up the stairs towards his office. “You would have to be far smatter than I am to get that past me, Ms. Gibs.”

“Are you sure you saw what you saw?” Emily asked, trying not to let her intelligence show. She knew most men didn’t like the fact a woman might be smarter than they were.

“Oh, I’m very sure, Ms. Gibs,” Aron muttered as he neared the top of the stairs.

“A… Mr. Carter, who’s this?” Vera asked, quickly correcting herself to keep everyone from knowing they were mother and son so that when or if she was caught making out with him, no one would make a fuss about it.

“Oh… just someone who might join our company,” Aron mused, ” that is if she can pass one more test of mine,” he spoke, noting the slightly startled look on her face. “Please, have a seat,” he gestured to the middle seat along the table they used for their board meeting, reaching into his jacket and pulling out an interactive 3D display he had built just for this purpose. “While I go over your answers, see if you can solve this,” Aron directed, tapping on the screen, and an image of a highly advance puzzle began to spin as it was projected six inches off the screen.

“Oh, wow!” Emily gasped, squatting down so her eyes were at the table’s level just to see how the image was created. “How is it powered?!” she asked excitedly.

“Sorry, that’s proprietary knowledge,” Aron answered with a coy smile on his lips.

“Bummer,” Emily huffed. “So… I have to solve this?”

“Yes,” Aron replied, opening up her booklet and went over her answers.

“How long do you plan on letting her take her time?” Vera whispered to her son as she leaned into him.

“Oh, the normal time to solve it is an hour… for most people.”

“But how long would it take you or my sister to solve it?” Vera inquired; her green eyes studied her son as his own was watching the woman before him as they stood there going on twenty minutes.

“Fifteen,” Aron answered truthfully. “But anything faster than an hour, given the mental skill involved in solving it, is a feat no matter how fast you complete it.”

“That with or without Veil?” Vera teased, noting her son’s arched eyebrow.

“Me, of course, I am a genius, I’ll have you know.”

“Oh, don’t I know it,” Vera mused, lightly bumping her hip into his, peering behind her when Jill tapped her on her shoulder. Sighing in her mind when she had to go have another chat with the Mayor of Fides. She would have thought that after the four calls earlier during the week would have been enough for the man. “Remember you have to be in Fides tomorrow…”

“I know, I was already planning on going,” Aron muttered low with a wave towards Emily. “Thought I’d be nice and take them all back home…”

“Liar,” a warm feeling swelled in her chest at the genuine smile on her son’s lips, “you’re going to their base the first thing that morning,” Vera said, calling him out.

“True, let me know when I need to meet this Mayor tomorrow. I’ll see if I can fit it in during the maintenance of their base,” Aron said, watching how Emily’s finger lightly nudged the rings with a tap. That was when he saw her mind finally clicking into gear; after that, it was only a matter of minutes before the puzzle flashed green and shut off altogether.

“Let me know how the rest go,” Vera uttered before closing her office door.

“Hello, dreamboat,” Jill whispered as she stepped up to her father’s side.

“Hiya, doll,” Aron greeted, using the vernacular she was used to. “How’s your day been?”

“Good, better now,” Jill answered, her index finger traced along the edge of his finger before Aron stepped towards the table.

“Impressive, Ms. Gibs; let’s be honest with one another. I know you know, I know you’re hiding your intelligence from everyone. We both know you answered correctly on all the questions, and solved a puzzle only someone with a level four intellect or higher on the Wechsler Scale. So I would like to offer you the position you’re here for.”

“Done, so when do I start?” Emily asked, hoping she could make enough to pay the bills that were about to come in in a few weeks. She didn’t think they would give her another extension. Plus, she had to repay her parents for the flight to Metaville.