In Marvel as Dante Chapter 195

Rin

After relaying Dante's instructions, I strolled into the bottom floor of Shaw International. Dozens of n and won mulled about, dressed in business casual attire, and security guards watched them like sentries, rooted in place. It was hard to believe we were in the sa city with the way they carried themselves. I looked up at the many caras dotted around and took a page from Dante’s book.

One of the security guards walked up to .

"Can I help you with sothing, son?" he asked.

"Tell Sebastian Shaw his son is here to see him."

Orders ca through the earpiece they had on, and they led up a side elevator reserved for VIPs that took us straight to the penthouse. The guard led to a floor crawling with mutants and n in power armor. The bulk of them seed nervous, as if in preparation for a fight.

I saw the reason why when I ca to the very important-looking double doors at the end of the hall. A Greater Demon with Density Affinity. My eyes bulged, and I almost attacked instinct, but he simply passed a curious look that lingered, and I could feel my breath catch the slightest bit, not out of fear of losing.

My eting with Shaw might end before I even got a word in.

He could likely feel my strange demonic energy.

He looked eerily similar to the Garok, except leaner, with darker natural rock armor and a swishing tail that ended with a maul.

Thankfully, he kept whatever concerns he had to himself for now. I made a ntal note to kill him on my way out just to be safe.

The doors eased open, and I walked in without my escort to a room straight out of so cheesy action flick.

The eting room was a large amphitheater-like structure with a door at the lowest level and four tables at the highest. Three of them were occupied.

At the center sat my father, Sebastian Shaw, the Black King, one of the most infamous businessn and mutants alive.

Emma Frost, the business mogul and certified hottie, sat to his right. She's the one I was the most afraid to go up against if a fight ever broke out. As if it wasn't bad enough that Dante wanted to go easy on her, she was also a Telepath, and quite the bitch, if Regan's words were anything to go by.

The seat to his left was empty, and at the very edge of the room, partially buried in the dark, was Azazel. There have been rumors that he's Kurt's Dad, but the Teleporter always chickened out whenever I pressed him. I think he doesn't want to know, really, and who could bla him? The old man was as they co.

"Rin. I suppose a eting is long overdue," Sebastian Shaw spoke, his voice booming, echoing off the walls.

I looked around. "You should tell your Contractor you want your money back."

"I take it you don't approve?" Emma asked.

"It's like you're beating over the head with it," I rolled my eyes. "I get it. You're evil. Whatever."

Emma chuckled, looking over at Sebastian. "He must certainly take after his mother."

"I believe he does," Sebastian agreed, "but he gets his powers from if the reports are to be believed. Energy absorption and adaptive developnt. Quite the mix."

I rubbed my chin. "Uh. Dante said you'd know this much. Who told you what I can do? SHIELD or Domina?"

Sebastian Shaw had the slightest tilt of his lips. "Hydra deserter. A curious rcenary nad Sergei spoke of the abilities of potential mutant recruits. Suffice to say he's no longer with us."

"Did you kill him because you were mad or just wanted to cover your tracks?"

"What do you think?" Shaw asked, and I frowned slightly. It would seem that I never liked mind gas much, nor did Azazel.

"Bond in your own ti," he snorted. "What do you want, twerp?"

I cleared my throat and took a mont to gather myself. "To tell you to shut it all down. Your alliance with the demons, your invasion plans, everything."

Shaw gave a full-on smile while the others exchanged confused looks. Emma seed more concerned. Azazel remained unflappable.

"Did this order co from Dante, SHIELD, or you?"

I raised my brow at the question. I'd expected him to underestimate . Most people did.

"," I said boldly. "The boss told to handle you, one way or the other. I'd rather not have to kill my father, and besides, the demons' days are numbered. They have no idea who they're up against."

"So, he trusts you then?" he leaned in. "I suppose you're well accomplished for soone so young. I should've expected nothing less from a Shaw."

I blinked. "Did you just hear ?"

Sebastian's eyes twinkled with amusent as several wall compartnts slid open, guns ca to life, and an energy shield circled each table. I heard marching down the hall.

"Let issue a warning of my own, Son, a first lesson, if you will. Appearances can be deceiving."

I smirked, summoning twin Demonic revolvers and firing them. The bullet burned through two miniguns, destroying them. The room turned white with bullet fire from all angles. I summoned my new bodysuit, letting the kinetic energy wash over , energizing even more.

For thirty seconds, I stood still before unleashing a wave of crimson energy that shut down all but a few cannons. A bullet here and there put an end to that as well.

"Funny. I was just about to say the sa thing."

"He's just as good as I was," Sebastian said.

"Cocky, too," observed Emma. "And it appears the agent missed sothing."

"It was presumptuous to assu he would be completely reliable."

The door eased open, and dozens of soldiers ca rushing in, none of them mutants. The Garok-thingy stood at the back, arms folded. He seed content to just watch for now. The armored soldiers had various weapons—batons, spears, and guns.

Shaw tapped a button on his table and made a face as a strange energy humd. They all did.

"A dampener?" I asked, a bit surprised. "I didn't count on you relying on the humans you're so quick to look down on to fight for you."

"I've never had anything against the industrious human spirit," Shaw said. "It's the sheep and lazy I take issue with."

I rolled my eyes, not even taking the ti to point out the contradiction. "You know, I cut through a group of armored soldiers that looked like them a while back. Didn't even leave a scratch on ."

"Surrender, boy," crowed Shaw. "I am a man of rcy, but mine only goes so far. You have a dynasty waiting for you, boy. Aren't you tired of being another man's pawn?"

"Wow," I laughed. "You suck at speeches. I would've expected sothing more sentintal. Maybe using mom's mories against ." My confident smile waned slightly.

"You can have a family again, you know," said Emma with the softest twist of her voice, "soone to teach you about your roots and survival. And you know, Sebastian is not the only one who knew your mother.”

I snapped my fingers. "Sothing like that." The air in the room grew heavier. "Maybe I will take you up on your offer when all this is over."

"Wha—"

My Great Hamr materialized in my hand, and I exploded forward. The first strike pulped five people, the second sent another four twisting in the wind broken, and a kick paralyzed two more.

"He's immune!" Shaw roared, and Emma paled.

"How's that even possible!'

"I don't—"

They were all dead. The demon hadn't moved an inch from its spot.

"Ascendant," it rumbled, "but not one of Corvus's. Fascinating."