RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

"Witches," I muttered in disbelief, I mean, what else do you call women flying in the air on brooms.

The lore was there, the movies and films talked about it, and here were Bettany and her flying friends proving it.

"System, I expect a lot for this, a lot, like plenty of stuff" I emphasized.

[Then you better hope your luck is at its best]

"What do you mean my luck? Are you seeing what I am about to face?"

[There is a reason why there are no consequences for failing or not attempting this punishment.]

Fortunately, the system was right and I could bolt away at any time.

Taking deep breaths, something I was beginning to do a lot lately, I concluded on the current situation.

If Bettany was here, then so was Mike and the fact that Bettany was with three other women meant that Mike wouldn't also be alone.

At this point, it was obvious that their target was the English secretary and, wait!!

"The English secretary is the host, he should already be at the hotel, if anyone is to be ambushed it will be the US secretary.

My forehead scrunched as I tried to understand the situation.

I reasoned the possibility of the two secretaries moving together and then considered that maybe this was an ambush for them after the meeting.

All these suspicions though contained problems in one form or the other and in the end I put on my ski mask and stepped out of the car.

I would have preferred to drive the car into the tunnel, wanting to use it as a shield for whatever lay in there but there was the sleeping man in the passenger seat, and I was also wary of drawing the attention of the witches.

Another noteworthy observation was that despite squinting my eyes and staring into the sky, I could not see the women.

Attributing my inability to observe what was happening within the tunnel to the machinations of the flying witches, I figured whatever technique they collaborated on to blanket the tunnel, they couldn't use to hide themselves, but they still did some voodoo to hide their figure from plain sight.

"Hopefully they don't look"

Using echo once more to ensure they were still flying above, I sprinted towards the tunnel.

As I moved, I thought about how fascinating it was that every other part of the city functioned properly except this location.

With each step I took, the influence trying to act on me got stronger and when I arrived at the tunnel's pitch-black entrance, it was basically screaming in my head.

"Annoying"

Staring at the mouth of the tunnel which looked like a one-way ticket to the eternal abyss I tightened my fist and before anything, sent a hand into the abyss.

I felt a slight resistance but nothing more and then after some seconds, while crouching low, I moved forward, entering the tunnel from the side.

As my body went into the darkness I more intimately interacted with the darkness at the mouth of the tunnel and from it I once again felt an energy familiar with what I had in my head, a product of mental.

As my head passed through this darkness, I more strongly felt this energy.

Its attempt to influence me strengthened yet I still casually brushed it off, and then after I went through I crouched lower as everything changed.

The second I entered the other side, not only did I become exposed to a completely different kind of energy, one which was becoming familiar to me, but I was also introduced to chaos.

Within the tunnel, the sounds of a fierce battle which was nowhere in sight echoed all around.

"What the fuck" I muttered to myself as I crouched down and crawled to a car nearby, taking safety behind its cold hard metal.

Not delaying I immediately used Echo, and while it did work, giving me a 3d model of the tunnel, the range of my technique had become limited to this tunnel, I could see nothing happening on the outside.

I didn't have time to ponder the danger of this development though because rather than answering my questions, the 3d model in my head had instead given me questions and doubt.

First of all, I was right, Mike was in this tunnel and he was not alone, he seemed to have 4 other people on his side, 3 men and a woman and they all were exchanging blows with men in black suits, well everyone except Mike who was at the moment exchanging wind-shattering punches with something I had only seen once in my life, a giant red hulking figure.

From where I hid, I could hear the heavy blow and explosion that rang out as Mike and his opponent fought even though they were all the way at the other side of the tunnel.

With this, it was very clear that Mike was much stronger than what he had revealed to me,

Taking my senses off his battle, I focused on the model in my mind where a convoy of black jeeps that had obviously been carrying an important person had been stopped, and standing some distance away from it and being protected by 2 more guards was John strokes, his escape though hindered by a man carrying a truck size machine gun.

"Where is the English secretary."

I wondered if I was making a mistake in identifying the individual, but one of the people guarding John was unmistakenly ninja momma and I knew for a fact that she was no English woman.

"I need to be sure"

"Echo"

Another model of what was transpiring within the tunnel was placed in my mind and observing this model I came to an undeniable conclusion.

"Mike and his group's target was John Stokes the US secretary of state, his enemy was the ninja momma's group and I by virtue of my goal was Ninja momma's enemy.

Simply put, till further information or changes appeared, I was on Mike's side.

"What will a 10% stake in Microsoft be like" I wondered to myself because honestly, it was the only compensation I could see fitting for such a bizarre assignment.

Within the tunnel were dozens of vehicles scattered all over, and none of these vehicles weren't empty, they had people inside, some even having families.

Like they had been dipped in a room of sleeping gas, all these people were fast asleep in their cars, none the wiser about what was happening around them.

Whatever the case, these people had been tagged as collaterals by the inhabitants of the tunnel and I winced, my face tightening as the sound of something huge being crushed resounded from the distance.

A use of echo revealed to me that a car with two bodies inside had just been flattened, the two bodies crushed to paste and I shuddered.