Game Creator Multiversal (Marvel/DC)

The woman stepped closer to Natasha, her response being to secretly withdraw a silenced pistol behind her coat. Dressed in casual clothes, Natasha sought to fit in as she continued moving towards the other woman, as if she were a normal civilian.

Both blended with the small amount of people walking through the halls who were on their way for brunch. Natasha's eyeline never wavered from her target though and she slowly pulled the pistol to the side of her hip, still hidden. 

Vision was cut for several moments between the two... Then both suddenly felt barrels placed against their stomachs. Natasha stared into the barely shining blue eyes of a drop dead gorgeous woman. Black hair with small white extensions at the bottom were drifting underneath a fur jacket of black-white... Underneath though, she wore a suit much like the one Natasha had once worn, a power-suit that augmented the strength of the wielder; this suit creating a vaguely orange-gold glow hard to pass up for someone like Natasha.

"Oh? The Russian-puppy has suddenly emerged in New York, is it?"

A scowl slithered over Natasha's face as her pistol pushed in just a few inches further. This was reciprocated, the magnum pressing into her own kidney flinching under a slight nudge.

"What is an Al Ghul doing here...!?"

The question was whispered with scorn as the black-haired woman quizzically narrowed her eyes. 

"Get it right dear pup, my name is Talia Al Ghul. It would be best for you to remember that."

"I know your name... Never forgot it after Benghazi... The Demon. Clint, would certainly like to get even with you. But that is for later. What is it you are doing here?"

A menacing smile crawled up Talia's face, their current locked positions seeming as if the two were having a comfortable conversation from outside their vicinity.

"Why... Merely shopping... acquiring some clothes here and there, a car just a few moments ago. But, don't let me dominate this conversation, pray tell, why are you here...?"

"Shopping? I doubt it. If your hands are involved, bloodshed is soon to follow."

Natasha glanced to the sides of the room, inspecting her surroundings for threats as people just passed by them unphased. Talia took this opportunity to do the same, but neither of them took away the pistols each held against one another.

"So vindictive, Russian Pup... I used to look after you in the Red Room... what happened to the thankful, caring, woman who was mentally unbendable?"

"She died a long time ago. In the fires of her sister's death. Now, either tell me of your goals here or, I will end you here."

Talia's face was utterly stone cold, unmoving, unchanging... Her eyes staring deeply within the defiant glare of Natasha. Soft features on her face showed slight tension, sourced from the pressing of a pistol into her ribcage. Her eyes narrowed before she sighed out loudly.

"It is all the same with you pups... No nuance, no poise or nuanced behaviour. It is simply all threats. Fine. To appease a snivelling little pup who quivers under the weight of the 'Big Bad Wolf' before her, I'll simply tell you one thing..."

"What is it...?" Natasha narrowed her eyes and tensed her jaws at the insults.

"I am here, for the same thing, you are."

A smirk instantly emerged from Talia's steely-willed façade, her entire posture relaxing somewhat. This was sourced from the withdrawal of the pistol from her ribcage, Natasha taking a step back and raising the pistol. Natasha was all frowns, her hand gripping the pistol with such strength that the whites of her knuckles could be seen.

"How...? No. That is not important. Why, are you after her?"

"Alas, why does a bird hunt for food? Why does the lioness secure sustenance for their children? Your question is flawed, lacking in, precision. Our time outside of the Red Room has certainly dulled our senses... Hasn't it?"

"Almost as much as your subservience to Ra's Al Ghul's plots dulls yours... Almost..."

"Hahaha. Your attempt to anger me is laughable, Russian Pup... Alas, our time is soon closing and my work soon begins. If you wish to discover me again, you will need to re-sharpen yourself once more... C'est la vie"

An explosion of smoke set off the sprinkler systems in the building as the space was quickly blanketed in white. Nothing could be seen of Talia or even Natasha as smoke consumed every single corner of the room.

Gun shots resounded amidst the screams of normal people, the entire floor of the skyscraper filling with white smoke. Nothing was visible and there was no way to know where Talia had disappeared.

"I will get you next time, Demon, then we'll have a 'proper' chat..."

Natasha sprinted for a nearby stairwell and started rushing downstairs, jumping down safely between floors. 

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"FUCK YEAH! That was an awesome opening for my game!" I reclined in my chair tiredly as I had been receiving hundreds of thousands of emails through my company's email account.

From business proposals to full-scale investment emails, everything was being sent. Even fan emails with people inquiring on the release of the game. There were a few emails in particular that were very interesting, especially considering the information that I had found on the internet pertaining to 'Heroes' and 'Billionaires'. 

A message from Tony Stark, owner of Stark Industries... Was, boring, but nice to see...

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Subject: Investment Opportunity with Yggdrasil Interactive

Dear: God Empress,

I hope this message finds you well.

I am writing to you on behalf of Stark Industries to express our interest in exploring a potential investment and strategic partnership with Yggdrasil Interactive. As a global leader in technological innovation, Stark Industries has always prioritized advancements that push the boundaries of entertainment, immersive experiences, and cutting-edge gaming solutions. Your company's work in the gaming industry has caught our attention, particularly the unique approach and creativity demonstrated in your recent projects.

BLAH BLAH BLAH, I failed to read this part because it was boring.

We would appreciate the opportunity to discuss this investment prospect with you in greater detail. Could we schedule a meeting at your earliest convenience to explore how Stark Industries might best support Yggdrasil Interactive's growth and strategic direction?

Thank you for your time and consideration. We look forward to the possibility of working together to create exciting and transformative gaming experiences.

Best regards, Pepper Potts, CEO Assistant, Stark industries, Phone number: ************

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The next email was from an entity named Wayne Enterprises, specifically from their CEO Bruce Wayne. It read as follows:

Subject: Strategic Investment Opportunity – Yggdrasil Interactive

Dear: God Empress

I trust this message finds you well.

My name is Bruce Wayne, and I represent Wayne Enterprises. We have been closely monitoring the impressive work being done at Yggdrasil Interactive, particularly your innovative approach to the gaming industry. As a company that has long been committed to fostering technological advancements, I believe there is considerable potential for collaboration between our two organizations.

Wayne Enterprises is continually looking for opportunities to support cutting-edge initiatives that align with our core values of innovation, sustainability, and excellence. I am particularly interested in exploring the possibility of a strategic partnership or investment in your company. With your team's expertise in interactive entertainment and our resources in technology and infrastructure, I am confident that we could work together to elevate the gaming experience to new heights.

I would appreciate the opportunity to meet with you and your team to discuss this further. Please let me know a suitable time for us to arrange a meeting at your earliest convenience.

Thank you for your time, and I look forward to the potential of working together.

Sincerely,

Bruce Wayne

CEO, Wayne Enterprises

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This seemed much more sincere... But the man who helms it was a playboy, a philanthropist of a very high magnitude, from what I could find, and more than anything a multinational business mogul. He could never be stupid and run such a company. His intelligence was also clear in the way he requested a personal one on one meeting with me and my 'team' despite already, most likely, knowing that I had no such team.

In other words, he was wanting to meet me and suss me out. Investment was a goal, for sure, but his real goals were thinly veiled behind it. Such a move usually, as dictated by my business experience, occurred due to shock in one of three aspects... Technology, Potential, Power. For me, it was obvious that the lure was the technology.

Being thorough I began searching the Dark Web for Bruce Wayne and soon ran into hundreds of different threads. Images of him attending a party with a known drug lord, having a conversation. More images showing him exiting said room whilst cleaning blood off his hands.

The validity of these images couldn't be secured fully, but just the insinuation gave me some more understanding of the man I could potentially meet in future. Even his enemies, could reveal something about him...

In the same strain I investigated Tony Stark. He was kidnapped by terrorists that were using his own weapons. Escaped somehow, using technology of his own design; one source claimed. His first request when coming home was for a cheeseburger and he likes ACDC quite a lot. Hmmm, Billionaire playboy philanthropist, again.

When I tried to get to the dark web a single program stopped me. I couldn't really understand what I was, but I felt vague elements of its exterior coding and the name it came with...

'Jarvis.'

'Hmmm, keep your secrets then...'

I retracted my way from that space as fast as possible whilst maintaining my scope over everything about Tony. He was a piece of work, smart ass and funny, but ultimately very privileged. 

"I don't think I should accept any of these, until I get some people on my side... Perhaps it is time to try and get my own Servant?"

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