Chapter 263: Closure


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    "KKK? Did they rebrand themselves or something?" Hector didn''t know whether tough or cry.


    "Yeah, they havee out as changed and even better, it seems. They have many mutants working for them now. They are even building multiple bases across the world and organizing protests." Fury exined.


    Hector rubbed his beard. "Hmm, what are they aiming to do? Because, as far as I know, the real KKK was against the assimtion of the poption. They wanted segregation, right? But aren''t mutants tainted in their eyes?"


    "That''s why I said they are changed and better. Now they only stand against the government. They are more like cultists who say aliens are their enemies. Yeah, the KKK is now united as a human race, but they have changed their target to aliens."


    Hector sighed, listening to this. This was not in his ns, and something he was never going to tolerate; he had already worked hard to eradicate the t earthers, and he didn''t need these now.


    "Tell Xavier to wipe their minds. I don''t need any trouble at this stage. It''s immoral, but I''ve said this before, stupid only spreads when we allow stupid people to gather and raise their voices. Don''t let them raise their voice." He ordered quickly, not even feeling weird about the fact that he was ordering the President of the country.


    But again, Fury had willingly left all the mutant and alien matters to Hector, as he felt he was not qualified to handle those.


    "Got it, boss. By the way, look at Twitter. You''re famous." The call ended then.


    Interested, Hector opened Twitter to look and found the top trending hashtag. #Supremechad He opened it and found dozens of photos and videos of him in ck and white footage, throughout history.


    "What does this mean? Am I Supreme Chad?" He wondered and looked more. But only some strange music andptions of his photos were there, while people kept hashtagging the word.


    Hector decided to ask the experts and returned to the hotel. He got Peter and asked him. "What''s this Supreme Chad? Is this some kind of a meme you guys use?"


    Peter quickly looked and giggled. "Oh, this, it''s just an inte thing. There is a meme called Giga Chad, a simple photo of a very muscr man, considered to be the epitome of manliness. But the inte thinks you''re above that man, the true epitome of manliness."


    "Hmm, then would that make Diana the Supreme Chadess or something?" he asked.


    For that, Peter had no answer. "I don''t think a female equivalent of this meme exists."


    "And what''s with thisption of my photos from history and Russian music? This does not make sense at all." He inquired.


    "Oh, they think you are the best man in history too. You did shape the world that it is now." Peter added.


    ''I wonder if these memes willst once I''m gone?'' he wondered silently, clearly underestimating the inte.


    "The inte sure is weird,"


    "Pow!"


    "Aw, here is my little Michu. Come here, boy. Let me spoil you." Hector quickly sat on the floor to y with the puppy. He was always in his grandpa mode these days.


    "S-Sir, is this enough?" Out of nowhere, Ned appeared from his room. But how he looked made Peter and MJ also frown.


    Hector burst intoughter. "Bwahaha... boy, hanging lockets and bracelets of all religions in the world will not save you from hell. You know what, just domunity service for some NGO, clean a river, help an old woman cross the street, feed a stray cat. These things will help you."


    "Got it, sir!"


    "Okay, let''s head out to have some fun then."


    And there they went, to drifting, to Kyoto to wear some kimonos and get pictures. They also found a strange restaurant for dogs, where cooks make fresh meals for dogs and people. Little Pichu got the first taste of gourmet cuisine there.


    They went to Okinawa, where Hector had some war shbacks. They also went to the royal castle in Tokyo, as the Royal family invited him for dinner, as they probably knew that if it weren''t for Hector, Hirohito would not have survived the mutiny that night before the surrender.


    Besides that, he got a memorandum signed by the Japanese Prime Minister to allow Hector to teach English in Japan in every school and Japanese in the United States in some schools. However, he could not force the Japanesenguage on all in the US as there were too many people. Also, he was going to offer this deal to other nations, too, so he couldn''t really tell them all that he would teach theirnguage in the US.


    After spending two days in Japan, it was time to return because someone had appeared in front of the UN building, shouting to meet him. And the certain someone was a headache for Hector.


    ...


    "What do you want?"


    "Come on, don''t say that, old man. I moved here from Canada just for you. Please... let me work ''under'' you."


    "And why are you wearing this weird dress on your ballsack body? You want people to start vomiting now?" Hector asked, also holding back.


    Deadpool turned around and showed his curves. "What? You don''t like my graceful moves? I wore this to impress you. You want to see what''s inside?"


    "Fuck no, just tell me what you want so this can be over." Hector pressed his temples.


    Deadpool blushed. "Nothing, I just want to work under you."


    "Got it. I am sending you to Africa to kill all the existing and up-anding warlords." Hector signed on a document and wrote a lengthy application. He only wished to keep this mad man as far away from him as possible.


    "Got it, boss. I will give them my love!" Deadpool showed a knife that he took out from god knows where.


    Hector did not reply and sent him away, more like throwing him out.


    But as soon as he left, Natasha walked to his office and asked for a favor. "Alexei and Melina have been found. They are looking for me, for some reason. I don''t want them to be near Yelena or me."


    "Well, you''re the director of Shield. You can do it too." He suggested.


    "But I have constitutional oversight. Fury and everyone else know what I do. But you are above all. Nobody will notice if you do something. I just... want to keep this past a secret. The fewer people know about it, the better." She requested.


    Hector sighed and agreed. "What do you want? Kill them?"


    "Don''t tell me anything. I don''t want to know what happened to them. Just keep them away. Yelena and I truly thought of them as a family, but they gave us away like we meant nothing. They are not our parents, and never will be. We have enough already. You and Lady Diana treated us very well."


    Hector felt warmth in his heart from this. "Does Yelena know? Because I don''t want her to get sad once I''ve dealt with them. What if she still thinks of them as a family?"


    "I have told her everything, and she already thinks they are dead." She answers.


    But Hector could not ept that. He knew that people needed closure toe to ept their lives and past truly. "Tell her about them. Alexei and Melina were not just your fake parents, hers too. It should be a decision for you both.


    "Don''t worry. I won''t let the two harm Yelena. Don''t forget you are my legally adopted children. I will not let them harm you in any way. But first, you need to bring Yelena into the fold. She deserves it. Just imagine if she finds outter, and then she is angered. You might lose her too."


    Natasha silently thought about it. Knowing human emotions, there was a possibility that Yelena would still hold feelings for their fake parents. So not telling her could probably jeopardize her own rtions.


    "Okay, I will go and talk to her, grandpa."


    "Good, I will wait."


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