Apex's attitude was beginning to become tiresome. The frustration was understandable, all this bidding time and waiting it out. It was...exhausting. He was acting like he was still with his old team, but this method would get his team legitimized, more than just a trigger happy execution squad. With the recent fiasco, Douglass best got he'd get into contact with his FBI and CIA friends. First, he needed to give Havoc the okay to burn Kauffman. "Havoc, that incriminating info you got on our boy Kauffman and his corporations. You can release it, burn the bastard and everything he touched."
-5 days later-
Gats stood in front of the senate, singing like a trained canary and implicating Arlic Kauffman and others in treason, racketeering, blackmailing, third to first-degree murder, human and drug trafficking, illegal experimenting on patients, conspiracy to commit murder, aiding terrorism and a list of other crimes. His testimony implicating Kauffman and his associates such as other board members and billionaire oil tycoon Solomon Buldan with info being leaked on the web by journalist though a secret source. Gats also explained that he went into hiding with the help of The Justiciars(Lies) and the had been keeping him safe until this trial.
Honestly, Douglass wasn't happy with having to give credit to the Justicars, but his friends in the government decided it would look better if the Justicar wear the face of this. They were more palatable for the media and government to get behind. This was what The Crusaders wanted, justice right, now Kauffman image was being destroyed before his eyes and he couldn't worm out it this time. His underbosses were being raided along with some guilty board members. It was only a matter of time they had undeniable evidence of his crime. Right now they were calling for Kauffman to testify for congress. Doug only wanted one thing, for this shit head to try to run.
-Kauffman Industries HQ-
Kauffman walked through the halls of Kauffman Industries headquarters in Geld City. He was smoking a marijuana cigarette. Usually, he wouldn't such a thing, it was a fireable offense. Today, however, was a celebration. The Triumvirate had killed the old men who ran things and were making moves of spreading the news through the dark web. He knew Gats would snitch on him if didn't die, and to no surprise, he snitched. Kauffman was furious at first, watching everything his family built be destroyed, but that was nothing, he'd have everything and more soon enough.
Kauffman walked into his office where Firefly was waiting, sitting in his chair. She looked at him, her eyes said it all. "Really? Are you crazy?" Arlic smiled. "
Don't look at me like that." He told her. "Enter code Crashing Babel, let's leave this shitty tower. I'm not wasting my time having congress investigate me for something I'm obviously guilty of. I don't wanna make a meme of myself like Zuckerburg." Firefly logs into his computer and typed in 'Crashing Babel' into the console.
Kauffman pulls out a doorknob from his pocket and held it out into the air. He twisted it and pull like you would like would when opening an actual door. Space opened up in the shape of a door and Kauffman walked through. "Before you come through, tell everyone they have a minute to leave. Emergency evacuation. And fuck them. From the bottom of my black heart."
Firefly did as she was told and got on the mic. "
Evacuate the building in a calm and orderly fashion. Thank you...And fuck you. Loved Mr. Kauffman. Also, blame Havoc." Firefly smirked and followed her boss through the portal as it then closed shut.
Most workers stood there confused, what the hell was the about? Was it a fire? They complied but not with enough haste. They had their chance and they didn't act. They suddenly heard an explosion from the top of their tower and sequential explosions a couple of main levels of the building. Soon they were in a panic the tower collapse and things exploded around them. This continued until Kauffman Tower fell down on itself into the streets of Geld City and the screams of its citizen's screamed.
Behemoth received the alert from the Crusader. It picked up on multiple explosions coming from Kauffman Industries HQ. He was busy in Jersey City. A police raid on one of Kauffman's underboss's had gone wrong. He and his men were armed with energy weapons capable of destroying police vehicles with a shot. The police couldn't stop them, but a man with a dermal armor capable of taking rocket fire and similar attacks.
Behemoth arrived on the scene through a portal generated by his wormhole belt. He walked out of the portal and joined the officers who were guarding the perimeter. They looked shocked seeing him appear almost out of then air.
"Oh shit. It's him. Be-Be-Behemoth! Man, you are as big as they say." One officer said. "You were my favorite growing up. I remember when you knocked out all of Crimson Valkyrie's teeth out. That was so cool." He had wide eyes. He was seeing a hero. Like a kid meeting his favorite athlete.
"I saw what you and your new team did in Udal." The officer lowered the pitch of his voice. "Gave those terrorist bastards what they deserve if you ask me. Kinda worried about that lizard thing. Looks like trouble."
Behemoth gave the officer a hearty laugh.
"He's as harmless a housecat. Don't worry."
"Didn't he...like eat a guy?"
"Fake news. Now excuse me. I got a few trouble makers to teach a lesson." Behemoth walked past them and into the perimeter towards the house the criminals were held up.
Behemoth's skin started to excrete to protective metallic mold as he started to jog. From a window, a man was aiming a firearm at him. Suddenly a beam of energy flew out of it and hit the ground in front of Behemoth, nearly hitting him. Behemoth picked up speed and his jog became a run. The shooter fired to more blast, just missing a direct him. 50 feet away now, Behemoth jumped towards the window like a ball of lead firing from and cannon and crashed through the window, landing on the shooter, his chest was caved in and lifeless on the ground still clutching the firearm.
"Fuck!" A man screams dropping his soda as he fumbles with his rifle. Behemoth charged at him and elbowed him in the head causing it to cave in under the pressure. He flew into a wall and dropped like a sack of bricks.
Behemoth looked around and saw tall stacks of wooden crates filled with drugs and illegal weapons. Behemoth wonder if this would take long? He hoped not, just needed to release some aggression on the deserving people.
"You idiots got one chance to give up. Run out the boys or deal with The Behemoth!' He was offering them a chance. He was loud with his naturally booming strong voice. He heard footsteps running across the floor and the sound of gunfire.
"Tsk. Cold bastards ass usual."
Behemoth walked out of the room and was met with a blast of energy to the side of his head. It packed some punch, but not enough. He looked at who fired at him. It was a big bald man in a suit. Behemoth liked the guy's style, maybe it was the bald head. On the ground were his henchmen and they were all fried.
"I am not going to prison! I worked for years to get where I am. Kill men that were my brothers. Butchered Folk. I put in work! Now I'm held up in this shitty trap house with some cowards. Let's go Behemoth. I ain't going to the pen. You gonna kill me." He lifted his rifle and start firing randomly. Behemoth took cover back in the room. "You big bitch! I thought you were someone to fear. What a jo-" He heard the sound of a portal opening behind him and a cold metal gripping his head. This went black just as his head hit the wall. The underboss would later wake up in a jail cell, lamenting his fate.
Behemoth contacted his team.
"Crusaders. Not sure if you got the alert but there was an explosion at Kauffman Industries in Geld City. Time to do something besides killing scumbags. We need to save some people." Behemoth delivered the underboss to the police who gasped at the brutality of Behemoth's hands-on approach.
"He got off lucky." He then ported out to the Kauffman industries.
Ground zero was covered in a cloud of dust, fire, and screams for help. Debris was everywhere, some people could be trapped and in need of help. Behemoth got to work and marched to the collapsed building and started removing rubble blocking the entrance. He wasn't sure what was going on? Did Kauffman do this? His friends? Were they that desperate! Was that slick-haired bastard dead?
"Hello? Anyone there.! The building was leaning, but 3 levels were still there. Maybe someone was on the other side.
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