"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Shut up," The only man with a modicum of common sense in the room said.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sai continued to scream, like an idiot.

"Shut up or I'll hit you."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

With the final thread of warning having become useless, the man raised his fist and swung with a powerful strike. The muscles in his arms releasing the force they had built in a single second. In a brutal strike. The fist thudded into Sai's flesh like a steel hammer onto a wooden board.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Sai screamed even louder, his flesh now taking on a very strange and decidedly unhelpful shade.

"What the?" A voice said from the corner of the room.

Everyone turned, including Sai who hadn't given up on his stupid cause to scream the sanity out of this sane little narrator. towards the person who had said that.

They all saw a woman, the man who had tried in a vain attempt to shut Sai up straightened and held a delightfully wrong curtain of fear in his trembling face.

Sai just looked like an idiot.

And I was/am going to be busy describing to you the physical characteristics of this woman.

She held a powerful aura of alertness. Like she was ready for the very shadows around her to jump out and attack her, and a very sound plan to escape the fate that would await her if it did indeed happen.

Her skin tone was grey, turned that way through makeup or something more sinister it accented the tiny red freckles around her cheek. Giving her face a cute appeal. Her glasses were fogged, not allowing anyone in the room to make out her eyes. How she could see was beyond any of them.

Her suit was a bland light brown that held three buttons on her collar. A white undershirt could be seen underneath when one saw the white cuffs that stuck out of the sleeves of the suit and encased her wrists. Her pants were a fine dark brown with a red stripe running down the middle of each. Her shoes seemed hollow though. Almost empty.

In her hands were a suitcase and some coffee. The latter having been dropped when she saw and most likely heard the scene, and with her cup of coffee having been put into a precarious situation. Almost about to fall, her grip strong enough to stop gravity at the moment. But seemingly slipping almost every second.

It fell, I screamed, Sai kept screaming since he had never once abated, and the man behind us seemed to grow into a meek little skeleton as it fell from her hands.

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"These should be the last forms you'll have to sign before you can be released, Mr.Cobra."

"That's what you said an hour ago?" Sai asked Levi. His hand having turned seven different shades of red since he woke up.

First thing first when he woke up, superheroes were real.

And not the regular Watchmen kind either. These guys were living breathing men and women who could breathe fire, control metal, and create amazing pieces of technology.

Sai didn't even want to consider the branding and other such things that would no doubt accompany said, men and women. Or the idea's of what society could be like after he stepped through the hospital's doors.

Ms.Levi had been the woman who had dropped her cup of coffee in the hospital room earlier. You hadn't been there for when she lit up. And Sai had fainted the moment she had. Leaving the man we had seen earlier.

A grand ol' fellow by the name of Axe. Who had to suffer most of the assault.

A brave soldier who deserved every accolade.

Leki had been surprisingly helpful after her outburst. Helping our dear old friend Sai set everything up. While they discussed the pointed terms of his political standing, how he could support himself financially when he walked through the hospital's doors. And other such things to guarantee Sai could repay the hospital for its troubles.

Frankly, they were all so boring. The reason why I had brought you along to the very end of this process.

"Yes, after you sign this review of the hospital's services then you can walk out those doors to your apartment, which we have prepared for you. And begin your reintroduction into society."

"This is saying I had a great time at the hospital, the service was fantastic, five stars? this sounds like a restaurant review?'

Levi frowned for a second, it seemed like she didn't like the comparison, though it was so fast I barely caught it!

"That's for the Heroes, they often treat hospitals like a restaurant if that's what you mean."

"Ah, so my review will influence the decision of a hero to come to your hospital when injured?" Sai asked, "Yes though it won't be yours that makes them jump to see this establishment. But a review like this certainly will help, and lessons what you owe us for your treatment," Levi said with a smile.

The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.

It's like she didn't even care about what she was saying! Seems like we have a discontent lawyer?

"Fine, I'll sign it. Helps us all in the long run," Sai said. "That it does Mr.Cobra."

With a flick of his pen, Sai wrote down his signature onto the paper.

"Thank you, you can find the exit on the left when you exit my office. Please tell the fellow outside it's his turn, okay?"

"Seems fine."

As Sai opened the door and turned left, he saw a massive man encased in what looked like crocodile scales. Each one coating itself in a thick slab of what looked like jelly. Or some other form of pleasantly tasting slime.

"Uh, it's your turn," Sai said awkwardly.

With a nod, the reptile man lumbered forth towards where Sai had just come from. And I have to wonder how he'll fit.

With a shrug, Sai made his way to the front door. And stood in this new outside world for the first time.

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"Alright, just sign this and remember to take the Sterk medication before each bath, okay?"

"Yes, Ms.?" The crocodile man asked with a hesitant voice.

"Just call me Leki."

"Okay, I will Leki."

"Good, now please move along!" Leki said in a joyful tone.

The crocodile man quickly followed her command to the letter, whether if he wanted to begin the process of healing his injury. Or if he was just afraid of Leki is currently alone, just that he had followed the order.

With a 'clack!' the door closed and Leki found herself all alone in her room.

As she organized her desk, making sure all the papers she kept for show were clean and didn't hint at their fakeness.

Her eyes turned to the door when she heard it open.

A massive man entered the room. His muscles tearing the suit he was in several unnoticeable places, only able to be seen with the right eye, or eyes in her case.

The man's face however was a bundle of pure innocence.

How I would love to crush it.

"I'm, I'm sorry for what happened Leki, really am."

"You don't get to apologize for punching one of our clients to make them shut up, didn't you use the calming techniques we taught you?" Leki asked, her voice growing higher and higher in pitch.

"Yeah, I did," Axe responded. His voice growing quieter as the meeting dragged on. In stark opposite to Leki.

"Then why didn't you use them?"

"Well, I did."

The room suddenly went dead silent. Leki's pupils seemingly dilating as they tried to comprehend what Axe had just said.

"You did?" Leki asked, confusion quite evident on her face.

"Yeah, I used all the techniques you guys taught me!" Axe responded quickly.

"Then why were you hitting him?"

"What do you mean? I thought these techniques were supposed to keep me calm?" Axe replied. Leki just stared. She just stared.

Like the stupidity that had just flown out of Axe's mouth had splattered on her desk, grew eyeballs, and was now a British intellectual.

"A miscommunication was made."

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The city looked different.

Instead of massive floating holograms that spat out advertisements. There were just regular billboards.

Instead of the average train that one rode to their destinations, there were taxis. All self-driving but still. A train would've been more efficient.

From what Sai could see, it was like he had dropped in on a more advanced twenty-first-century world. Like the ones, he read about in the older comics.

In-fact. With the strange-looking lady, he had met, the man who was dressed up as a common vigilante and what he swore was a man with a floating cube for a head. It seemed he had been dropped into a comic book world.

But that wasn't true right?

Sai decided that the best course of action was to think about this when he got back to his new 'home'.

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In true Sai idiot fashion, it had taken him almost ten minutes to get an AI driver to take him to his apartment. It was remarkably embarrassing for Sai.

But, he had prevailed and was on the last leg of the journey. His taxi just needed to get some clean Corn Syrup fuel and it would be off!

That was until a car was hurled from fuck knows where and crashed into his taxi.

Sai was fine of course. He had gotten out to look at the things in the store. Not to buy, of course, he knew that he didn't have enough money for that.

At least, we hope that he knew he didn't have enough money for that.

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Sai was walking out of the store with the can of soda he had bought when a taxi crashed into his taxi.

Then another one came crashing into the pile. Sai just looked at the twisted remains of his ride. Now a crushed corpse of metal and random parts.

He then felt another body hit him. Sending both of them out of the way for a third taxi to crash into where Sai had just been.

"What the f#@$ are you doing! Take cover! A villain is attacking!" The person said.

Sai looked at them, or her, "A what?" He asked. Confused as only Sai could be.

"F%$#, just run!" She shouted before she grabbed Sai by the arm and ran.

Just fast enough for them to escape a fricking fourth taxi landing where they just were.

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Who was this idiot?

That was the first thing she had asked when she pushed both of them out of the way of a thrown taxi.

A guy like this standing in the middle of the open was a perfect target for a villain. God she wished she had brought up her suit with her. But no, she didn't, 'cause there's no possible way she'd run into a villain where she'd need it.

Now, here she was, with a random civilian with no powers in her figurative arms and with no way to protect herself.

Or him. But mostly herself.

She turned her head towards the girl who had thrown the cars. She looked only around nine years old, but if the string of profanity that was lacing her words was anything to go off of. She most definitely wasn't.

"Is this what an f#$@ing child can do! I need to know, is this what a child can do!" She screamed, her voice going guttural at the very end. Purple veins raced up along and around her. Pulsating with power, probably a chemical formula that was letting her do this.

In that case, just outlast her and keep as many people as safe as possible. Best way to deal with the situation if you couldn't take her in a fight. Which everyone in the immediate vicinity probably couldn't.

The girl grabbed the fifth taxi in a row. This one actually holding an occupant inside.

With a roar, she hurled the man at the convenience store. The car flying through the air at a break-neck speed.

The vehicle crashed into the store with a loud tear. The very metal holding the taxi in place crumbling apart by the sheer force it had just endured.

The figure inside it, a man with a grey suit and dark tie quickly got out of the vehicle. Managing to run away fast enough, avoiding being crushed to death by another taxi that crashed where he just was.

By this point, a rather large pile of taxis had torn through the immediate area.

Thankfully Corn Syrup wasn't flammable. Otherwise, there'd be an even bigger problem to deal with.

She turned to catch a perfect metal fist smashing into the girl. Her small body was hurled across the street. Smashing to a wall with a brutal smash.

Her body quickly went limp as she dropped to the floor unconscious. Blood pouring out of her head.

A tower of man, nearly seven feet and made entirely of metal stood over her. A robotic suit.

Huh, looks like a vigilante had stepped in.

She turned when she felt a slight pull at her arm. The man she had saved earlier was gasping for breath, his face red and adrenaline probably wearing off.

"Was, was that a supervillain?" He asked shakily.

The hero that was known as Bloodfist simply sighed. Looks like someone from way out in the boonies had found their way here, Now his behavior made a little more sense.

"Yeah, that was."

He stared at her as if she was mad. She could only respond with "welcome to New York."