Chapter 104: This Is Business

Chapter 104: This Is Business

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Freedom One soon arrived at Sovereign once again. This time it was welcomed as if they were returning from war. There were fireworks all around, they were even escorted by the planet's jets.

When the ship landed on the dock, the High Priestess Ayesha came out on her own. Her head held high, two handmaidens rolled the red carpet under her feet as she walked forwards. Two other handmaidens were rolling it close from behind.

Hector rolled his eyes, ~What a spoiled woman,~

But, the moment she stopped, she looked at Logan, "I am looking forward to you keeping the promise of teaching me and a few more of my people the art of the old way,"

Logan shrugged, "I leave when this ship leaves,"

"Uhm... your brother is here," Hector called Adam out of the ship.

Ayesha focused on Adam, "Why did you run away? I made you with my blood, to be perfect. You brought shame to us,"

"I will be leaving with the Ravagers and looking for my soul. You created me to be a perfect being, and I can not be perfect without a soul." Adam had no chill, he ignored Ayesha and said whatever he wanted.

"Not having a soul makes you perfect. You are not bound by emotions." She countered.

"How does that make me perfect? Perfect would mean that I have everything that any other being has and still be neutral with the correct mindset."

Hector agreed with him, "He's right. If he can stay good and true to his values even after getting a soul, then that would mean he's a perfect being. Right now, he's incomplete."

"We decide our own matters, do not meddle in them. You have completed your job, you can leave." High Priestess got angered.

Logan spat the cigar out of his mouth and quashed it on the ground, "All right, deal cancelled. I'm not fucking anyone who disrespects the Prez."

Hector nodded, "Let's go, we've done what we came here to do. Adam, you make your own choices. We are nobodies here."

With that, they all went back into the ship. But they left the ramp open, just in case Adam wanted to enter. The man was processing his thoughts, to understand the best way out of the situation.

Sure enough, he came up with one, "You made me perfect? But I am not, I was beaten by that man in Sakaar's arena. You failed in your creation then."

"You are a work in progress," she argued.

Adam agreed with her, "That is why I want to have a soul. Because that is what will complete me. Slavery is banned on Sovereign, if you still try to forcefully contain me, you will be breaking the Code 420 of the 69th Sovereign law amendment. According to which, you can get 30 years of prison or, in the worst case, disassembly."

Seeing the conflict in Ayesha's eyes, Adam started to walk toward the ship. However, he did stop at the ramp, "I will return when I am complete again. As you made me and this is my home."

"High Priestess, do you want us to stop him?" the handmaidens asked.

Ayesha waved her hand, "No need. We do not want to antagonise Adam. He's supposed to be a perfect being. If he truly believes this is the best choice, then he is more right than whatever our wishes say. I would have let him go anyway, but I tried to test his resolve."

"But... where can he get a soul? The concept of souls is so mystical for even us, or even the more advanced Kree and Skrull empires." one of the maidens asked.

High Priestess silently watched the ship take off and leave, "I do not know, but since he made this decision, that man, or the clan, must have something to do with it. Keep me updated about this Freedom Clan.

Hector knew this was a problem. For his Cargo company, his motive was to keep the money earned in space. But for this gig, he needed the money on Earth. It was certainly not the time to introduce Aliens to Earth either.

"Hmm, I have a solution. Gold, Diamonds and Rare Earth minerals. I will convert credits into that and you can supply that stuff to my company, KingTech, for cash. The company is always in need of such minerals. You can keep the gold if you want. What do you think?"

"I can see it happening. I will partner with you then. How much profit will we be sharing?" She asked.

Hector knew that Ancient One would be doing a majority of the work here. He was just setting up a shop on Xandar. She could do it alone too, even more easily. "50-50 profit sharing."

"Deal," she quickly agreed.

Happy, Hector decided to stop and focus on the planning, "Great, I will contact you once I own a shop."

She had more to say though, "Don't you want to know what's going on Earth after you left?"

Shrugging, he replied, "No, I handed Kennedy a plan before leaving. What year is it?"

"1990,"

"Hmm, then Kennedy will get re-elected in 1992 for his second presidency. I see no problem. See you later,"

Moony stopped the magic circle and yawned, ~Goodni, dad, I tired.~

"Goodnight, son."

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Earth,

USA, White House,

Kennedy was in his 70s, but he was superhuman, he could literally beat every single one of his secret service agents. But he never showed his powers. Currently, he was looking at a proposal by some mad guy in the Senate.

"Proposal to Invade Afghanistan and support the Mujahideen."

After reading it, Kennedy took out his personal diary from the drawer and looked at the notes left by Hector again. These notes were like oracles to him, telling him what to do and what new laws to bring. Quickly, he went to the page of "What not to do,"

"Hmm... ah, this is it." He reached the section about Afghanistan. The words were pretty simple and enough to persuade him to do as Hector had written.

The words said, "Do not enter Afghanistan, militarily or economically. Do not supply weapons or money, only supply food to the poor folks. Ignore the USSR, they will collapse soon. I REPEAT! Son, if you do anything unnecessary with Afghanistan, I will chop your balls and make you eat them when I return,"

*Gulp* Kennedy felt his mouth go dry, so he drank a glass of water. After taking a sigh, he carefully closed the diary and locked the drawer. Then took the proposal by the foolish senator and rejected it. "I may be 73 and have great-grandkids, but I still love my family jewels. So nope, no sir, I ain't taking any risk."

[A/N: Why is the president getting proposals before Congress? Well, this is Hector's successor, they still have Congress by the balls.]

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