I arrived at the police station just as Lieutenant Pike was promoting the Quentin Lance as a Detective, to help save the city.

Amazing, right?

"Not to be rude, but where is my promotion?" I asked out loud, and watched a dozen police officers draw weapons on me. Heartbreaking, I know. If only they still had bullets in those guns.

"Apple! Good, you can help! Deathstroke has an army of soldiers dosed with Mirakuru drugs..." The Arrow explained at a rapid pace.

"...I saw that. But see, without a Deputy rank, I can't help legally. For example..." I pointed out at the policemen with guns waiting to shoot me.

The funniest things about this universe, both criminals and the police felt entitled to shoot at heroes, thinking themselves 'protected' by some mysterious force.

Thinking fast, the new Detective threw a badge at me, creating a Deputy from thin air. "There, you are now Deputized, Apple. Now get our there and stop these madmen before they destroy our city."

Waving my hand over a table, I produced the mags missing from the policemen's pistols. "Feel free to pick up your mags, officers. You may need the bullets to shoot at the bad guys."

I then gestured towards Arrow to follow, and left the precinct, and stared at the slightly burning city from the top of the stairs.

"I must go to the train station..." Arrow muttered, then stopped as I offered him my new Miracle 2.5. drug. "I sent Orange there, so there is no need. You take this now, I don't like working with baseline humans."

"What is this? An inhaler?" he asked with a wary voice.

"A mild booster meant for heroes, from the Justice League. Makes you a bit better, if not a super." I explained just as an explosion shook the city.

"Fuck!" Oliver yelled and inhaled the Miracle, barely noticing the pain. Then he stretched his back and became more confident. "A mild form of Mirakuru, without side-effects. Wish I had this, a while back."

I held a hand out and grabbed a flying drone, then took it over and zipped towards the firefight. At the explosion site, a bunch of Mirakuru criminals were looting a truck that carried some green-glowing drugs. Possibly related to the Mirakuru. Without prompt, I took our my rail rifle and put a spike through their heads, even while falling in the air. A fraction before landing, my Shadows came out and absorbed the fall, and I rapidly confiscated the loot.

Then I took off towards the next attack, at the Mayor's Office.

Both Deathstroke and the Mayor were on site, plus another woman dosed with Mirakuru. Wait a minute, Isabel_Rochev was the new CEO of Queen Consolidated! Oliver was truly raising vipers at his chest.

Before their gangsters managed to kill every civilian on site, I fired again, bringing down a dozen more targets, and also returned the curare gift to Deathstroke via a poisoned dart.

"Apple, what are you doing?" the Mayor asked me, unaware I could see his allegiance to the Church_of_Blood with my Observe.

I turned towards him, and grimaced under my holomask. Killing these two would be a PR scandal. If done in public, of course.

"It's Deputy Apple right now, Mayor. Miss Rochev. " I offered with a kind tone, then picked up the body of Deathstroke and walked away like a boss.

Another bounty for the Apple. Excellent. "Y-you!" Deathstroke groaned through his paralysis, and was even cogent enough to recognize me!

"Oh? Did I use too little curare?" I asked with a faint smile, just as we left the building and were out of sight from civilians.

"I will hunt down everyone you love..." he began to threaten me, so I accidentally snapped his neck. The bounty notice said dead or alive. I preferred dead.

Storing the corpse into my storage, his inventory became mine, including another ear com. So I obviously took it and placed it in my other ear.

Soon enough, I became aware of every movement carried out by these criminals.

"Orange, head to the Queen HQ. There's a hundred bad guys there." I pointed out to my new sister.

"Roger, Apple!" she answered in a relaxed voice, since these guys were no threat to her.

I headed out towards the Clock Tower, where the heroes were trying out a last ditch defense against more Mirakuru-dosed criminals. And failing badly, due to lack of preparation.

"Boss, there's an attack helicopter heading your way." Zimmer alerted me just as I reached the Clock Tower.

Taking aim, I began shooting down more targets, while the helicopter arrived to fire at the Clock Tower, using military grade missiles.

A bit overkill, but then it was slightly understandable. Normal bullets didn't stop the Mirakuru soldiers, just as the Japanese first intended during WW2.

Still, the pilot ruined my perfect op. I teleported inside the helicopter, then Stored it, catching the pilot by their vest. Uh.

It was the Harbringer! Or at least the woman called Lyla_Michaels who would become the Monitor's herald.

Better not mess with higher powers right now.

"Stay out of my way, Harbringer." I growled at her and left her on a rooftop, possibly confused.

One last battle, and then back to my work. I caught another drone in mid-flight and flew away, leaving the Harbringer to stare after me with doubt in her eyes.

The Canary had returned to Star City, and also brought with her an army of killers from the League of Assassins. It was mildly touching, if these guys weren't also killing everyone in their way.

They were embroiled in open warfare with the Church of Blood, leaving the city's streets littered with blood and corpses.

I opened fire just as I touched down on a rooftop, watching the counter tick down.

After all targets on site were neutralized, there were only two remaining. Oh!

I saw them already at the Mayor's office.

I teleported back, and watched Isabel stab the Mayor with a sword. One target left.

My rail spike blew through her head, then next though her heart, and nailed the woman's corpse to the wall, sword still in hand.

"Got you on my video feed, Miss CEO. The Mayor was a hero!" I commented wryly as Orange appeared beside me.

"He was the leader of these maniacs, big brother." Peach pointed out with perfect logic.

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"When alive, perhaps. As a dead man, he fought to his last breath to save his city. Sebastian Blood will be honored as a fallen hero." I proclaimed in a triumphant voice, leaving Orange a bit confused.

*The Siege quest is complete. +1 WIS

*ARGUS will not destroy Star City anymore.

-You receive a level.

-Level 20 reached.

I blinked at the news. Wait, what? They were going to destroy my city? MY city?

After dealing with my bounty (500 thousand dollars) and leaving Orange to freeze the fires and other heroic work, I went back to speak with Harbringer.

*Lyla Michaels, age 37

ARGUS EXO, codename: Harbringer.

under monitoring.

By now she was back with her Arrow team, and discussing me for some reason.

"An excellent topic, apples." I agreed with all my heart.

They all turned towards me, appearing surprised I found their Arrowcave.

"Why are you here, Apple?" the Arrow asked in a wary voice.

"I live here, in this beautiful city. But, imagine my surprise to find out ARGUS was about to destroy MY city. Agent Harbringer, she knew all about it." I said in a cold voice.

One man dressed in a fine suit moved to draw a weapon, only for Arrow to raise a hand. "Stand down, Diggle. Even if we could take down Apple, Orange will find us and we'll all die. Plus, he is also right. Director Weller did threaten to destroy Star City if we failed to stop the siege."

Some of the Arrow team appeared in the know, others less so. I guess the news about their timely rescue wasn't spread out.

"Hmmm. I suspect a leadership change is forthcoming at ARGUS very soon. Congratulations, Harbringer." I offered with a joking voice, then turned around to leave.

Oliver ran after me, beating the current speed record for normal humans. "I expect you're not going to reveal us, right?" he asked in a wary tone.

"While your weapon of choice is pitiful, it is your lack of facial cover that gives you away. A re-breather mask at least, to filter out toxins and smoke? Protective glasses? Contact lenses? Maybe a full helmet?" I proposed while tapping the side of my metal helmet, shaped to look like a stylized apple.

"My suit is modeled after Robin Hood, the hero of..." Oliver muttered in low voice, and stopped as I held my hand out. "Robin Hood did not have to deal will facial recognition software and X-ray vision from metahumans. Also he fought against swords and spears, not firearms or superpowers." I countered in a level voice.

"Anyways, are there more of these Miracle bottles? And maybe a cure for Mirakuru?" the Arrow asked in a pleading tone.

"Yes." I answered curtly.

"Is there a chance I can get them, for my team?" he asked in a more humble tone.

"Of course. The Justice League offers such things for free to their members and their families. I got mine from Orange." I said in a serious tone.

"That's not ideal." he murmured to himself, then turned back towards me. However, I was already hidden in Shadows, bored with his stupid antics.

"Fuck! At least one Miracle for Thea..." Arrow grumbled as he returned to his Arrowcave.

I teleported back home, since Emilia would be worried needlessly. "Why do you seem better protected as Apple, instead of Grey Wizard? Isn't he the big hero?" my girlfriend asked as I stored the Apple suit away.

"Apple needs protection, as a little vigilante being shot at by random gangsters. The Grey Wizard is in a different league, and mundane weapons have little effect." I explained patiently.

"Alright, I get bullets and knives. Plenty people can block those already. But what about missiles, or lasers? Maybe a nuke?" Emilia tested me while undressing herself.

Ah. Seductive interrogation. So hard to resist indeed.

I just shrugged and laid back on a pillow, as Emilia slowly climbed her way on top, breasts teasing my dick with their soft warmth.

"I never tried those, but my guess is the same. I allowed Lucifer to hit me with his strongest attack, and still didn't work. Magic is weird." I commented as she wrapped her tongue around my little brother, then a bit of suction to drive me wild.

Her training was superb, considering how CIA used female assets. Luckily for my peace of mind, I had the System to warn me if someone close to me was a traitor. Poor Oliver didn't, and thus all the problems he suffered.

Much later, I let Emilia sleep and went back to my lab.

Peach was already there, going through the various loot collected in the siege.

"Should I find myself a boyfriend? I'm getting these urges, as soon as Emilia climbs on you." my fake sister asked with an innocent voice.

Hmmm. Another man using her? I think not. I worked too hard to build myself a sister.

"I will sacrifice myself if you need it, little sister. What's another secret between us?" I said with a tiny shrug.

"Moron, I was serious." she muttered while holding a M16 rifle and checking it for flaws.

"So was I. I would do anything for you." I answered in a serious tone.

"B-but...we are..." she muttered a bit confused.

"I love you more than anything, little Peach. You know that. Don't you love me too?" I asked just as innocent.

She dropped the rifle and drew me close enough to feel my breath. "Really?"

"You're the first person to call me Apple. You remember?" I asked in a far away voice.

"Your cheeks were so round. And you called me Peach, for my hair..." she 'remembered' as well.

"But, we were still only foster siblings, brought together by fate and bureaucracy. I said I would save you and marry you one day, when we were not starving in Midway City." I recalled, letting myself dream of an alternate world.

"Hah! You do remember! You wanted to be a wizard, and I wanted to fly like a hero. And now, we have grown up." she said gently and rested her head on my chest.

"But I am a wizard now" I continued in a soft voice.

"And I can fly." she added in a dreamy tone.

"What now?" I asked in a gentle voice, and hugged her close.

She looked at me with hungry eyes, then poked my weak flesh. "You'll have to to use me like a doll. I'll squash you like an apple, if I move."

"Fly on your back, and open your mouth." I demanded after thinking for a minute.

She did, placing her mouth level with my dick. I pushed myself into her moist mouth, then deeper. The feeling was exquisite, especially after I grabbed her breasts, feeling them harder than steel.

*Ding.

You have Persuaded your (foster) sister to have oral sex. +5 Persuasion.

Oh my. I should have expected this. I knew what my third skill tree to fill up will be.

"Ouuuum" Peach said in a bliss, as I fucked her mouth with rapid strokes.

Soon, the feeling became too strong and I burst, filling her with my liquid love.

Peach turned and gulped, and hugged me right back. "So good! I want more. A lot more tasty Apple juice."

"Sure thing, little Peach. I'll feed you as much Apple juice as I can."

*Ding

By tasting 'Apple juice' your foster sister gained +1 MAG

*Quest received

-find out what caused this, and how to make more Wizards.