Sebastian was never this flustered before. Everyone he fought always lost. Even now, he still couldn't get a read on the guy. It felt like a trick. Why would the man offer his cheek if it wasn't a trap? Sebastian didn't know, but still couldn't sit there doing nothing, his pride getting the better of him even now.
His first punch was to test the waters. He put in about ten years of kinetic force in the punch. That would be enough to blow up a building and have the same impact as a tomahawk cruise missile. The man took the hit, flying back and slamming into the wall. He somehow looked undamaged. Sebastian could see the microexpressions on his face. That blow did hurt him.
The man played it off like it didn't hurt, though. Even still, that was a good portion of energy. Sebastian prepared himself again as he launched a blast towards him. This time, he used a hundred years' worth of stored kinetic energy. That amount of energy would be the equivalent of the solar energy an acre of land would receive over an entire year.
The man was flung back again, this time digging into the wall. It took him a few seconds to get up, but he was hurt. He was hurt badly by the look of it, and Sebastian knew he only had to put a love tap on him to beat him now. That was until the man somehow started to recover. The man stood before him, with a large fist-sized hole in his shirt, and gave Sebastian a big smirk.
"That's it?" The man asked so casually no one would have thought he was just almost killed in the last attack. Sebastian knew if he held back now, and the guy survived, he would regenerate and kill Sebastian. Sebastian hit the man with one thousand years of kinetic force. That would be the equivalent of an atomic bomb going off with all the force the bomb generated and aimed solely at a single person.
Sebastian knew, as the building wall was torn away, that he had managed to kill the man. There was no-. A portal appeared at the same spot the man was just at, and he came out looking perfectly fine. He was wearing a completely different outfit, his previous one having been atomized by the attack. Sebastian's brain turned off for a moment.
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I could only cheekily smile at Sebastian as my plan had finally finished. I knew I could hug him with the suppression field and, in ten minutes, strip the power from him, but I wasn't sure the kinetic energy he had stored would transfer with me. Even if it did, I doubted I would get the equivalent of a nuke's worth of energy from the transfer.
The small portion I could have gotten if it did transfer wasn't what I was going for; I wanted the entire thing. I wanted all of his stored energy; that's why I gave him this silly contest. To steal his built-up energy. Even now, I could see his hair starting to gray as he spent almost all his energy. It was hard not to gloat.
As I bear hug him, and he feebly beats on my back with the dregs of energy he has left, I decide fuck it. I'll gloat a little. "I've been planning your downfall since I came to this world. I knew I wanted to be the only one with your powers, and to do that, one of us needed to go. I'm going to take everything from you and leave your legacy at the bottom of a pile of horse manure."
The ten minutes ended with him still struggling in my arms. I brought him down to his feet as I took his power, and gave him a big kiss on the cheek before ripping his throat out. Now, how strong was a punch I could launch? Well, if I put all my strength into it, probably mid cosmic. Sebastian was a normal man without his powers. If I put my full power behind the strike, I could stun Superman for a second.
I yawned as I scratched my stomach and sat back down at the bar. It was about twenty minutes after that before Sage came back. "Yo Tessa, how's it going? Or should I say, Sage?" She paused mid-pour before she caught herself. "I don't know what you're talking about." I took a sip of the mocktail. It tasted terrible, like she didn't know what she was doing.
"Mmm, I am one of the hundred after all. I know you were a spy for Xavier. If you want to, stick around and see how the club changes under Emma's leadership." As if on cue, when I spoke her name, she appeared. She looked at the missing wall before asking. "Are there any left?" I took another sip. "Mmm, Yellowjacket ran. In my opinion, he made the right call."
She stared directly at Tessa before sitting down and looking back at me. "So what next?" She asked as Tessa began to pour her usual. Baileys and coffee? I'm half freaked out by her usual, but to each their own, I guess. To be honest, after everything, it was almost like a normal cup of coffee with Baileys instead of creamer.
It still had me questioning. "What's with the drink?" She sipped at hers, thinking about whether to answer, before she decided on the truth. "I needed something that would keep me mostly lucid. I would get sick and throw up from drinking this before I got drunk because I hate the taste of milk."
I could only laugh as I sipped my mocktail. "To each their own, I guess. You did hang around with lowlife scum, so I could see why you wouldn't want to make yourself any more vulnerable than normal."
She asked me. "So what's with your drink?" I took another sip of my mocktail, not really sure how she knew it was fake. "I don't drink. Bad things happen when I do." We sat in silence for about five minutes before I asked. "So these guys have a vault or something I can check out, or they just keep the money in banks?"
Chapter 87
I tossed the two girls onto the bed after casting a cleansing spell on it. It was Sebastian's after all. Well, it used to be Sebastian's, I should say. The same goes for the assistant who decided to join Emma and me on the… Completion of our deal. Tessa's kinks were pretty shocking to say the least.
She liked to be subservient and had a degradation kink. If the night ended with her a complete mess, covered in bodily fluids, she'd have won. I wasn't sure if Emma knew Sage was a spy, but I didn't want to ruin the surprise if she somehow didn't. That was if she somehow hid her true intentions from a telepath. She also liked alcohol and making mistakes while drunk; it was the only time when she could turn her brain off. I wonder if I could fuck her stupid…
Emma's kinks were all over the place and contradictory. She liked to seduce other women and have threesomes, but she wasn't bisexual. She liked to wingman the guy essentially, and that's what happened with the three of us. It probably happened with Sage and Sebastian as well. Her daddy kink was both registering as a love and hate on my kink radar as well. Disliked being tied up and treated as a lesser in the relationship. She also wanted a child.
Emma's body was pure dynamite; it was hard to take my eyes off her. Sage had her own charms, but Emma was the reward for killing Shaw. Everything else she offered didn't matter that much to me, and I knew what I wanted. I wanted to fuck her regularly, and to be locked to me, I wanted her to have my child. A child meant constant contact with her, and she was less likely to betray me.
I rubbed my hands together as I didn't know who to start with. Both were human, maybe slightly above normal human durability, but I could do some wacky shit with my powers. I grabbed Emma by her legs and hoisted her into the air, making her body lighter with gravity and telekinesis. I ripped off her panties and stored them somewhere safe before devouring her box.
Sage wasted no time in sneaking underneath Emma to try to suck my dick, but I didn't really want that right now. I had an idea in my head that I wanted to test out. One of my first fantasies, actually. Instead, I grabbed her by the ankles and lined her up, making her float as well. Both girls were completely vertical, with Sage being about two feet further down than Emma. I began to float as I fucked both of them.
Sebastian was a vain person, and his room was filled wall to wall and even the ceiling with mirrors. Slowly, I began to spin us in a controlled manner, but at a moderate pace to mix things up. Slowly, I brought Sage to orgasm first, then flipped their positions with Emma below. After she came, I flipped Sage so they were facing each other.
I kept flipping their position when they were about to cum over and over again. They began to kiss, making an Eiffel Tower while I came for the first time. (This was more for the memories than the power) Then I flipped Emma so she was facing downwards and began to fuck her even harder. I finished inside her before landing back down on my knees. Got to tell you, flying sex is pretty underwhelming. Not enough leverage, got to find a girl with an exposure kink, and fuck her flying over a city or something. Emma reached for the bed, happy to touch the ground again. Still with Sage floating above, I slid her off my face and down to cock level before making her cum again in a few pumps. It was at that moment that something went wrong.
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Sage's point of view
Every time I orgasmed, it felt like a new wave of electricity ran through my body. It was unlike any orgasm I ever received. My mind began to blank out. I could only sit there and take it. Finally, as we landed back down and I thought I would get a break, he made me cum so hard my brain turned off for a second.
As I convulsed around his dick, I forgot to breathe. Only shuddering and shook as new strength flooded my body. A sudden wave of electricity shot out of my body. The only reason Emma wasn't hurt, or the room wasn't completely destroyed, was because I was connected to a lightning rod. All of my electricity went right into the man's dick.
His power was stronger than Sebastian's, allowing him to store other types of energy, other than kinetic energy. Still convulsing, I fell off his lightning rod and finally remembered to breathe. It took a moment to realize my brain was quiet. The constant hum of activity, several parallel trains of thought I had going, were currently not there.
Danny began to speak. "That lightning blast was enough to level the building! I didn't know you could feel so full of energy!" He rubbed his toned abs, making his dick bounce close to my face. For some reason, I couldn't take my eyes off it. The hypnotic bounce slowly guided me to put it in my mouth, and I could feel myself pull some of the energy back. As I drew in more electricity, my powers began to turn back on… I think he just fucked a new mutation into me!
Chapter 88
"I tthin you jus fucked a mnew mutaion into me!" Sage yelled with my dick still in her mouth. I could only chuckle as she bobbed up and down. I could see the shocked face of Emma in the corner of my eye and gave her a saucy wink. I asked her. "You feeling any different?"
She looked at her hand before saying. "It normally takes me a second to go into my diamond form." She swaps for a moment before her eyes go even wider. "My shatter point is gone! How!?" That was interesting. I could not only fuck new powers into mutants but also perfect powers as well. Both didn't even orgasm that much. I guess I was getting stronger; a dozen orgasms now was like 5 or 6 dozen when I first started.
Emma looked at me and ran, impaling her diamond form on my dick. It hurt her, but it somehow worked as her entrance opened for me. She asked again. "Explain." I could only give her a smirk. "Did I forget to mention I could fuck people stronger? It's one of my powers, that is, to fuck people stronger. Never had sex with a mutant, so didn't know what would happen."
Emma had almost complete control over her body, so after calming herself down, she got off me and changed back into her normal form. She walked over to a wall that didn't have a mirror and punched it, her knuckles immediately bleeding. Sage asked, concerned. "Everything okay?"
Emma looked at her bloody hand. "Yeah, just limit testing. It's hard to notice, but I can strike with more force than before and take less damage than expected. Emma looked back at us again and did a double-take as her eyes fell upon Tessa. "Did your tits get bigger?" That was a crazy thing to notice from that far away. Sage looked down. "Huh. That's neat." She began to feel herself up as I interrupted the two.
"Alright, let's discuss this later. I was waiting until the end to solidify our deal, but I should properly fill you up before you go running off to test your new powers." Emma, with a now greater look of resolve on her face, approached me. She crawled into the middle of the bed, turned her body to face me, then spread her legs.
"Come then. Take me." Raising her arms and legs, she invited me in, and I wasn't one to say no. We got down to it finally, just two humans rutting like animals as I fucked her to pregnancy. I decided to take a risk and whisper in her ear. "So, mommy. You willing to call me daddy now?" Immediate tightening as her arms and legs wrapped around me. I gently kissed her neck as I guessed I had made the right call.
Sage just moved to the side of us and watched us breed. Sitting on her knees, it weirded me out a bit, but I think she was waiting until I was done before she was going to ask a question. It didn't take long until her coiling tunnel drew me to climax. She breathed heavily as we made eye contact before leaning in for a kiss. Twins for her as well.
I hadn't checked, but her body was missing many eggs. The Stepford Cuckoos must have been created. I wasn't sure they were worth worrying about, though. I was already fucking the original. I was mad that the writers made the S.P.I.C.E.(specifically named them for that purpose) girls, then kill off the S and the E, leaving the P.I.C. girls. If they killed off the S and the P, they could have been the I.C.E. girls since they're Emma Frost clones… Food for thought later.
Just as I broke away from the kiss, I noticed Tessa inches from my face as she asked. "So?" I was confused. "So what?" She looked at me like I was as dumb as a bag of hammers. "So, how did you give us powers? Is it orgasm based? Semen based? How does it determine how to give power? Can someone consume your seed to gain the benefits while masturbating? If I were to eat the semen out of Emma, who gets the powers?"
I stopped her. "Anyone with my dick in them when they orgasm gets a power boost. Doesn't have to be pussy, you can have my dick in your mouth while you masturbate and still get full credit. It's not semen based, so no semen power pills to keep getting powers through rubbing one out. There is a schedule for when I can fuck more powers into you. I normally tell the girls I sleep with this before I do, but I kind of dropped the ball because I wanted to kill Sebastian and fuck Emma."
She put her hand on her chin and thought inquisitively. "Alright then, what is to stop a bunch of women from all masturbating, and you running to them when they're about to orgasm. It would be more work, but the payoff would be dramatically improved. I know…" She trailed off into mumbling as I decided she wasn't worth answering.
I looked back down at Emma, who was playfully biting her lip, and asked. "So you want to continue then?" She looked almost shy as she answered me. "Yes… Daddy." Then we fucked for about an hour while Tessa thought of how to maximize my body for empowering everyone before she gave up and joined us.
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That leaves just pharmaceuticals, but I had to wait three days. I had chosen Cale-Anderson after realizing they were a failing company. They'd be more desperate, and I already robbed Alchemax of their Symbiote experiments. Offering to buy five hundred million worth of their stocks and make products that would revolutionize the entire industry was too much to rush through, I guess. Actually, they probably thought I was a crazy person or, at the very least, lying about my abilities.
Fuck, it sucks to be this badass. I had too many spinning plates to deal with, and I wanted to finish this company business sooner rather than later. After that, I'd take a week off just spending time fucking my girls stronger before something bad happens. At least I'd assume that was what was going to happen.
It was almost like the story didn't want me to just sit back and fuck my harem, but it actively led to events that expanded my harem as well. I don't think Raven and I would have ever had the chance to get closer without some terrible event where I could help her. Maybe the shards of plot armor I was absorbing made it more likely for women to fall at my feet? I laughed as I was slowly becoming a harem protagonist.
Haven't walked in on any women changing cliche yet. I wondered if I could grow my plot armor to the point I would accidentally have sex with women. Like the superhero just got out of the shower and slipped on the floor right out the window, landing on me. I trip backwards, and my pants somehow come undone, and "Oops, I'm inside you.".
I could just be completely wrong. I didn't think so; above all the strongest beings in the universe, there was one thing that ruled above everything. Plot. You could say finding out about Damien was a plot. How many things had I been forced to forget? Who knew if my thoughts were my own, or if I was being led by a subtle hand to where it wanted me to go?
I just knew if the world wanted me to go right, I'd rather go left and fuck the consequences. If it wanted me to sit back and wait for something to happen, I wouldn't do that. I'd get my loved ones and me as strong as possible so when shit did hit the fan, we'd be able to point the fan in a different direction…
Seriously, who keeps throwing shit at fans? Either turn it off or point it away from you. The saying should be "Be prepared to dodge the giant shit boulder.". I needed to finish one of my other goals. I needed drugs for the drug company. Getting drugs was part of my three-step plan for world domination… Or I just wanted to make myself and loved ones stronger while also getting rich.
Chapter 89
Peter swung through the city as the police radio spoke in his ears. Another fender bender on Houston Street. Nothing to concern himself about, the man at the edge of the building was waving at him, though. He landed, and the man didn't get up; he just remained sitting on the ledge of the building. It only took Peter a glance to recognize him, which put him on edge.
The man casually asked. "Hey, can I get some of your blood?" The question put Peter off guard. Why would the man want his blood? Was it for a nefarious plot? Was he going to use it with his magic to curse him? He couldn't answer before a needle floated up behind him and jabbed him in the arm. WHAT!? How did it bypass his spider sense?
"How'd it bypass my spider sense?" The man only smirked at him before asking. "Do you know how your powers work?" Peter hadn't really thought of it before. The man continued. "The powers work to even keep your identity a secret, even unconsciously. So it has to be based on your beliefs. You don't think medicine is a danger, so a needle with the flu shot is enough to bypass it."
The man floated the needle over before pouring the entire contents into his mouth. Spiderman almost wretched as the man made a grimacing face before saying out loud. "Nope, can't use your blood. The spider bite isn't floating around; it is combined with your DNA. You're effectively not human anymore. So I can't use your blood to synthesize a spider drug, unfortunately."
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Slade Wilson got a weird call from a former employer. Ten million for a few ounces of his blood. He just couldn't figure out why. People have tried to reverse engineer the "miracle" drug out of his blood before with no success. It was too well diluted, and the technology just wasn't at the level to reverse engineer the drug from it.
At least that's what he thought, until the man showed up with two briefcases full of the money and just drank the blood in front of him.
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Maya Hansen was currently unpacking boxes after moving. She had been removed as one of the key scientists of the think tank of A.I.M. and was trying to figure out what to do next in her life. They had plumbed her depths of knowledge and spit her out, taking everything but her extremis formula. She knew that if she mentioned it, she could have kept her job, but then that would have been stolen from her as well.
No, it was best to cut her losses and look for work elsewhere. A sudden gust of wind came through the window. She moved over to close it before realizing she hadn't opened the window. As she turned around, one of her boxes fell to the ground. It was the boxes containing the extremis vials!
She rushed over to the box and saw that all twelve vials of the virus were still there. She didn't notice the one vial that was slightly less full compared to the others. She also didn't notice the letter placed on the table in the middle of the room.
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Shuri was one of the most intelligent people on the planet. She had made multiple contingencies that strengthened the Wakandan defenses to the point the world could attack them, and the outcome wouldn't be clear. At least that's what she thought.
Wakanda was one of the most technologically advanced civilizations on the planet. So it didn't make sense that without any of their sensors, or the patrols, or even just the logistics of someone moving the products in and out, they wouldn't be caught. It should be impossible for five hundred pounds of vibranium to go missing. It should be impossible that half of their heart-shaped herb plants were stolen, either. On top of everything, one of Shuri's prototype suits was stolen.
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Lorina Dodson(aka White Rabbit) had mostly recovered from what had happened to her. Somehow, against all odds, she was still alive. All of her known allies lay dead, in jail, or working for the man who destroyed her life. Well, to be fair, he was also the one who rebuilt her life. She was lucid again. The fog of insanity had faded enough for her to know she had done wrong.
Her days were spent in the mansion of the husband she murdered when she first had her psychotic break. She sat in quiet contemplation over everything that went wrong in her life, and she knew one day she'd get up and start living again. She just couldn't pull herself out of the funk yet. She still wanted to grieve.
Her thoughts often drifted to the man who put her here. Who put her in this depressed state, still alive but almost unwilling to move on? She wished… She wished he'd just come back and make her feel happy. To help fill the void in her life that he left with himself. The man that she was thinking about popped out of thin air between her and the TV.
He asked. "Heya, White. Any chance you can get ahold of your M.G.H. dealer for me?" She screamed in fear while still being aroused, thinking about him. She screamed in fearousal.
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I walked into SHIELD after what felt like a lifetime of side missions. I just felt out of place here now. Still, I liked the people enough to stick around, even after I got what I wanted. Captain America and Director Carter were both growing to be good friends of mine. Director Carter was pregnant, so I didn't want to step on their toes and leave. As the director of the MANA division, I was still a huge part of the day-to-day operations of the SHIELD.
SHIELD had essentially rebranded itself to America's covert ops department, and we started to swing more and more into the role, making our ground troops stronger. As cool as White Tiger or Iron Fist as team captains would be, it made more sense on strengthening the tens of thousands of normal ground troops to their level of strength.
That's why I had shown up and asked Steve for his blood. Without really even asking me why he bled out a little blood into a vial I had prepared for him. I grossed him and Director Carter out as I downed the blood. The formulation for the super soldier serum was now mine as well, but that was only the first part of it.
Even incorporating it into my own body would only give me a paltry boost to my own stats. No, I wanted to perfect it along with everything else. I wanted to make a true super soldier serum. It took me a few breaths to reverse engineer the formula and make it so it wouldn't require vita radiation to activate.
One of the drawbacks to the serum is that it would put you at peak human, but the growth afterwards was still possible. A person who used this version could still grow two or even three times as strong after constant use and struggle. The serum would let a normal human lift half a ton once, but Captain America could bench press a ton of weight fairly easily.
The super soldier serum places you at peak human and unlocks your potential to get stronger on top of that. What if I altered it so it would increase the speed at which you improved? Adding in the heart-shaped herb me and Poison Ivy have been mutating to its full potential. A perfected extremis. The mirakuru drug without the insanity. MGH, but not addictive and permanent. Finally, breakthrough pills that would allow normal humans to break through and begin gathering chi naturally…
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Natasha's point of view
It had been a while since I got to spend some good quality time with Danny. He was always so busy now; besides our scheduled sex session, we didn't see much of each other. Cassandra and Stephanie both penciled in date nights with him; perhaps I should do the same. I mean, I am having his children after all, the least he can do is take me out every once in a while.
We sat on a wooden swing bench, which he had placed pointing towards the sunset. I was pulled into his chest with his arm wrapped around me and hand placed gently on my belly. It was still too soon for me to be showing, but soon, soon the baby bump would appear. I wasn't looking forward to my body stretching to accommodate two humans, but from what I heard, it isn't that bad for super soldiers.
The hour or so of just quiet enjoyment of each other's company was amazing. I knew I loved the man, but it was nice to know he cared for me as well. After the sunset, he turned and looked me in the eyes and asked. "Do you want to do drugs together?"
Chapter 90
Veronica Cale's point of view
I poured myself a double standard-size glass of wine and drank it all down in one go before pouring myself another. Wonder Woman was on the news again as she thwarted a galactic attack by the Sinestro Corps. At least that's what the news would have you believe. I highly doubted that bitch did more than bat her pretty eyelashes at the men of her group and took credit like she always did.
I had no doubt Wonder Woman was fucking all the men in the Justice League to get her way. I walked into my office, and I was greeted with a sight I hadn't expected. Sitting in my seat was a man being held at gunpoint by my chief of security, Blanca. In her normal spot, she would sit waiting patiently for me to arrive, my business partner and head scientist, Leslie Anderson.
The man turned towards me, and I was almost taken aback by how attractive he is. It's almost otherworldly, like something you'd expect an angel to look like. I didn't hate all men. It would have been impossible for me to have children if I hated them. I used them for their intended purpose. I was thinking of ways to get this man in my debt when I realized he was sitting in my chair.
I took in a deep breath as I tried to hide my boiling anger at a man sitting in my chair at my desk. In my best saleswoman voice, I ask. "So Mr…" He answered. "Storm. Danny Storm." That name sounded familiar. With a few snaps, Blanca answered. "He was your 4 P.M. meeting this Thursday, ma'am." Ahh, the man who promised the literal world on a platter.
The man abruptly stood up and moved to the side. With him exiting my chair, I could now see several different items on my desk that I had previously not noticed. That was to be expected with me, a tiger doesn't lose sight of its prey. He began to explain what each product was, and if he wasn't lying… I needed to get him under me by any means necessary.
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"This first product is a miracle weight loss drug. It effectively increases the body's metabolism to burn extra calories a day. We have three different strengths there. The first is a thousand, the second is two thousand five hundred, and the third is five thousand." I pointed at the different pills inside different colored containers.
Pointing at the next. "These are cancer removal pills and cancer prevention pills. The weaker ones work sort of like cancer-sniffing blood cells that will eat and replace the cancer cells. The prevention pills do the same, except they reproduce new cancer-eating cells from the biomass it will absorb from eating the cancer."
Wide-eyed stares looked back at me as they realized the weight of the products I was showing. It was extremely easy for me to reverse-engineer some of my powers. Using my chemical secretion and manipulation was an insane shortcut to actually synthesizing new medicine.
I had killed enough bioengineers, biochemists, and scientists to understand the underlying principles of what was currently needed in the market. Obesity and cancer were the two biggest problems, and the only other products were much worse than what I could produce myself.
It would take six months to get to market, but each would be a multi-million dollar industry in the first year and possibly a billion-dollar industry within its second. Once the pills were verified to work, that is. I would have to get Emma to hire actors and models, possibly superheroes, to use and endorse the weight loss pills. Possibly famous elderly actors to endorse the cancer removal pills.
I pointed at the next set of products. "Each of these is a weak version and a strong version of different drugs I stole. I've altered them enough that they're outside of patent law, so it just leaves explaining what each does."
I grabbed the yellow vials first. One was in a normal vial, while the other was in a more ornate vial, showing the difference in each product. "This is my version of the mirakuru drug. The weaker version effectively lengthens the life of anyone who ingests it. The stronger version also increases lifespan and is a more powerful version of the super soldier serum. We'll only be selling the weaker versions to the public, while the stronger version will be kept for people who are close to me."
I sat for a few moments before I explained. "That means if you agree to this deal, I'll give the three of you the perfected ultra-human serum I made." I sat the two down before grabbing the purple vials next. "This is the purple heart serum. The weaker version enhances the senses and improves cognitive functions in humans. It won't make someone a genius, but it will still be noticeable. The better version lets you hear someone's heartbeat, see in the dark, and think at an accelerated speed. It also enhances your ligaments to a professional contortionist's level."
Pulling up the next orange vials. "Extremis stolen from your rival Maya Hansen. I know that Leslie was trying to recreate it at some point. You should know what this does, or what it should do. I altered the virus so instead of it being a parasitic relationship, it is a mutualistic symbiotic relationship with its host. It will try its best to keep the person alive. That includes fixing damage all the way up, and including mental conditions. The enhanced version gives greatly improved regeneration; it also gives mental cellular adaptation."
The deep intake of breath from Miss Anderson and the dead-eyed stares from the other two told me I needed to explain further. "What Leslie is so excited about is that it allows you to mentally alter your body. If you don't like your mole, you get rid of your mole. If you don't like your scar, get rid of your scar. You can make yourself as beautiful as you want to be and, on top of that, as young as you want to be. It's effectively an eternal youth potion." The two new deep intakes of breath and the sudden smirk on my face let me know I had gotten their attention.