Tommyinnit's Clinic For Supervillains Novels & Stories

“That’s a pretty big sign for a little guy like you.” He grins, a gap in his teeth showing. “I’m here to protest! Me and my sister—we want the heroes gone. They're bastards with ruined everything.” I pause, his words hit harder than I expected. Bastards who ruined everything. It’s unsettling to hear something like that from a child, but at the same time, it’s not surprising. I know better than anyone what the G.H.C is capable of. Tommy tugs on my sleeve, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Wanna come with us, mister? We could use more people.”

Serpents rushed, everyone wanting to get their hands on the traitor who’d threatened one of ours. “Enough!” I shouted, pulling Jaxon and Maddox back before they killed him. Tommy was unconscious now, bleeding from multiple places, thoroughly subdued. “Get him into holding. Triple the guards. And someone call Doc—Alina’s bleeding.” Doc was already there, checking the gash on Alina’s temple where Tommy had hit her. “Concussion protocol,” he said, examining her. “But she’ll be alright. Tough girl.” “Stupid girl,” Jaxon corrected, though his voice was thick with emotion. “What were you thinking, offering yourself as a hostage?”

Chapter 85 World crumbling MIDNIGHT PACK: FINLAY’S HOME Tommy slumped into the couch in the living room staring into space. His head ached badly from the ride back. After dropping Jovy off, he had practically driven round the Mystic Shadows Fortress and back to his home just to play away time. However, he was back at square one with his thoughts the moment he stepped into the house. Excusing himself from going to work would bother Linda but he doesn't care too much at this point.

I interrupted. "An infection called Doing-The-Impossible. I asked that you be monitored, but I didn't think it would be a permanent issue. Now, because of what just happened,I sent for you two here." Addressing the female Myozolan, "Where is the other one?" "He should be here in a short while," she replied, her voice tense. Just then, two ninja-like Rebel soldiers merged in and with their faces down, addressed Koyala in trembling voices. "What? Do I have to do everything here by myself?" He said some things that I couldn't really understand then just like that everyone started moving and gathering stuff around; weapons.

After got paid few amounts of dollar as he said for the fare, the taxi went again, leaving Victor and Tommy in front of the clinic. A light tap made contact with Victor’s back and with that Tommy went toward the clinic. He for sure was spirited to meet Doctor Gulf and scheduled for a routine check-up so he need not to fly back to New York, at least for few months. He needed to heal himself from the reality. The younger one trailed right behind Tommy. Victor obviously had not made his mind completely about this decision, but again, considering Tommy’s health and that he does not want to disappoint his father, he tried his best.

The last thing I wanted to do was spill innocent blood, particularly someone who has helped us. "We might have a solution," Tommy spoke from where he stood off to the side behind Grace. My head snapped up, eyes locking on his. So this was why he was here. He pulled back slightly, an automatic response to my feral expression, and then continued, "We have a doctor...on payroll. Comes in handy for bullet wounds and other problems that we can't very well go to the hospital for." "Can you ensure his understanding and silence?" I demanded.

Tommy asked in surprise while holding onto the couch. "What the fuck have you done? How dare you steal Vitality Biotech Groups's formula?" Ned yelled. Tommy sobered up as he heard Ned. With a pale look, Tommy knelt before Ned and said, "N-Ned! It was the people from the casino. They forced me to do it! "They said if I don't steal the formula, they're going to harvest my organs! So I have no choice but to—" Without waiting for Tommy to finish, Ned gave him another kick, causing Tommy to fall over and break the desk lamp on a corner table.

*** Vincent was waiting in the car when I came out, his face grim. "Found our rat," he said as I slid into the passenger seat. "Who?" "Tommy Chen. Low-level guy, been with us for three years. Clean record, never raised any flags." He pulled into traffic. "Antonio's been blackmailing him. Tommy's got a gambling problem—owes about two hundred grand to one of Moretti's loan sharks." I felt the familiar cold settle over me. The calm that came before violence. "Where is he?" "Safe house in Brooklyn. Waiting for you."

"Because if you don't, everyone will learn what you did. But if you do help me, I might be able to forgive you." Ariana stared at the glowing child in shock. This wasn't the same innocent little boy who had been playing in the garden yesterday. This was something much more powerful and much more dangerous. "How... how are you here?" Ariana managed to ask. "You're supposed to be in the hospital." Tommy smiled, and it was not a child's smile. "I was never really sick. I was just... sleeping. Learning. Growing stronger." "But the doctors said..." "The doctors saw what I wanted them to see," Tommy said. "Just like everyone else in this house. But now I'm ready to use my real power."

Unlike yesterday when Johnny and I arrived here, there were only a few vamps on guard telling me that Johnny had gotten word back to them, and these few vamps were set as decoys. Tommy D moved to my side as he looked over the ridge to see the camp, and a low growl slipped from him, as he tried to keep it within. “Those sons of bitches think they can take what is promised to me. I’ll show them not to mess with me.”