Bossom Buddies

Allen woke up feeling quite refreshed. Due to his completely new structure, he didn't need a shower. But, as a former human, showering at the start of a day was just usual. So, he hit the showers, taking a quick one before going to change. The human clothes he had were given to him by the Justice League, the mentors of the sidekicks that had saved his life.

When he first saw them, he recognized how eerily similar they were to superhero teams like Guardians of the Globe from the Image Comics, Invincible, the Seven from the Boys comics and slightly the Avengers. Superman was Hyperion, Batman was Ironman and other similarities that existed. This was a comic world be had found himself in and it was scary he didn't know anything about it! Comic worlds were hiraliously dangerous. From insane power scaling to villians that go from funny to universe ending calamities in a few comic pages.

"I need to get out of Earth," he said as he came to the mirror. Earth, in most superhero comics, is the centre of just about everything. Its where the m aliens attack looking for ridiculous weapons hidden there in the past or some shit like that. He was not about to be embroiled in Earth problems as a singularity that's not supposed to be in this universe. It's already bad the Justice League have got him under house arrest already.

"But still, I can't get used to this," he said as he looked at his new physical form.

He looked exactly like Allen the Alien, a Unopan that was a successful experiment of his people. Due to their threat of extinction, Unopans had to experiment on their people and produce a Unopan that can help deal with this. Out of all other experiments, Allen was the successful one. He had the possibility of becoming stronger than most Viltrumites, going toe to toe with Nolan, Omniman, who he also got that sweet Viltrumite DNA from.

Besides the two, he also got Wolverine's powers excluded the bone claws. He felt his senses had been enhanced more in exchange. The third was that he had DupliKate's duplication. The best thing about this power was that every clone he made will be as strong as him, with no limits to how many he could make and they were all connected to him psychically. The fourth and last ability he had was Taskmaster's editic reflexes. It might be overwhelming if it was by itself but with the powers he had, it was overpowered as hell. All he had to do was observe his enemy and immediately know how they fight, how to counter and most probably kill them.

"It feels like they are all out of my power fantasy," Allen chuckled as he went through the powers he currently had. He was a big fan of the characters he had his powers from so it felt like he had made five wishes to an almighty being to have them, like most fanfics he had read. But, he quickly put those existential crisis leading thoughts away before walking outside his room.

He was in a mountain, a former base belonging to the Justice League. Apparently an enemy of theirs found it and invaded it, making them decide to shift bases. But now, it housed the new side kick team they made. A saying that goes the safest place is the most dangerous place, it applied here. The bad guys wouldn't think of finding them here thus they were given Mr Justice as their base.

"Hi, I'm M'Gann," a jovial voice woke him from his musing. He looked st the speaker and saw a green skinned, red haired, green eyed girl looking at him with a curious smile.

"Hi," he greeted back before continuing on. He had decided to have as less interactions with the side kicks as he could, thebone named Batman was the vigilant type, no need to make him even more vigilant by interacting with the kids. But, the girl didn't seem to get the message, she caught up to him with a jog

"I was told you were around. I'm new to Earth, is this your first time too?" she asked, making him double back.

"You're not from Earth?" he asked in surprise. Even if he had read about them from comics, even if he was currently an alien, hearing about another alien was just surprising.

"I come from Mars. Where are you from?" she asked. He noticed she had a habit of always asking questions at the end of her conversation. It was an amateur's way of getting more information.

"It doesn't matter. My planet is long gone by now," he shut it down. "Nice to meet you, M'Gann."

That was the best way to deal with these kind of people. You shut down the conversation, hard. It worked for she did not continue to follow him. He went to the gym, his new favourite place. It would have been the kitchen but he did not feel hunger. This gum was unlike any other, it facilitated full work out regimes for super people like himself. From one tonne dumbbells to plates close to half million tonnes. There was a treadmill that could go upto mach ten and other upgraded gym equipments that he was gonna enjoy using.

He smiled to himself before making a clone. An exact copy of himself just slid out ofbhis body, wearing the exact clothes he was. The clone nodded at him before going to the treadmill. He made ten more clones that went to use sifferent gym equipments as he himself went to where a giant screen was.

"Jiujitsu training," he talked to the screen.

"Identity confirmed, Allen B-06. Order confirmed," the base's artificial intelligence confirmed before videos of the jiujitsu training started playing.

This was the best part about Taskmaster's photographic reflexes, he could see a fighting style once and use it immediately. He had been using this big for the last two days and he had never been happier. It broadened his fighting styles greatly while making him a different kind of breed when it came to fighting. As for his exercising clones, he had figured out that their progress was absorbed to him when they are then absorbed to his body. This made him even more broken as he was exercising ten times at once!

Four hours went by before he finally decided it was enough. By then, the clones had gone through everything in the gym and it was time to get his results. One by one, he absorbed them into his body, feeling his masculature increasing till the final one was absorbed. He breathed out heavily in pure bliss feeling himself becoming stronger in such a manner.

"I always hate this part," he said to himself as he made ten more clones. They got into the ring and he took at deep breath to calm himself. Then, he nodded.

This was the part where the clones will beat the absolute shit out of him. Allen the Alien had a power that worked like the zenkai boost. The more injured he was, the more he will become stronger. Even though Viltrumites had a lesser version of that, Allen's was just stronger than even a Saiyan's! So, an absolute best down would happen at the end of each work out, his best down. The clones knew he could take it, thanks to Wolverine's healing enhanced by a Viltrumite's and Allen's.

Four two hours, they would beat him down till he couldn't take more damage. So, he would make another set and he would get bodied for two more hours. The clones would make sure they use the fighting styles he had learnt, improving and ingraining them to fight well with his particular set of powers. After four hours of getting beaten to a pulp and healing over and over again, he would then spend the rest of the day just relaxing. That was his plan, after cleaning the ring clean. But, today he got a visitor.

"That is a unique way of training, isn't it?" the woman in armor like hero suit said as she walked towards him. He remembered her name, Wonder Woman. The fact she was an absolute drop dead gorgeous woman might have helped more.

"I need to learn to take punches if I want to learn how to fight," he answered, disposing of the bloody water. He would just soak it in a sponge and throw it in an incinirator which had been graciously provided to him. He knew they were watching him, especially Red Tornado the den mother of the side kicks and the Batman.

"Perhaps we can have a spar. I have been training with the Amazon warriors for millenniums, I think I can punch better than your clones. Besides, it helps to have a fresh perspective from another warrior," Wonder Woman offered. I immediately agreed. My research and observation has led me to realize the powerhouses of the Justice League. Superman, Wonder Woman, Shazam and Martian Manhunter are at the top. Aquaman and Captain Atom are a debate but the four are the absolute units of the team. Having to fight Wonder Woman will be a win no matter how much she beats him up.

"Alright," Wonder Woman smiled as she led him to the ring and Allen followed. "The gym has been lined with N-metal and admantium, we can go hard as much as we want, it will take it."

Allen nodded before initiating the fight. Using his super speed, he went for a decisive punch to her throat. Wonder Woman was just as fast, blocking the punch while countering it with her own, going for his blindspot. Allen was amazed at how intuned she was at combat, already finding his cyclops blindspot. But, it might have worked if he did not have the senses of Wolverine. He blocked the punch, got hold of her arm and attempted a judo throw. Wonder Woman got out of it by flying, accelerating using the force of the throw and taking him with him.

He was surprised by this, but still managed to let go. Wonder Woman turned quickly, giving him a punch to the stomach that hurled him to the ceiling. He caught himself fast enough not to impact it before blasting towards her.

Blow after blow, they went at it. Shockwaves were produced at each connecting blow, the mountain shaking at the brawl. Allen was grinning like a miniac as he was amazed at how fluid a fight Wonder Woman was. He had copied her moves, tried to counteract them. But she adapted just as fast making her burst out completely new moves! This went on for five more hours. Both were breathing heavily, none of them ready to throw in the towel. By then, the gym looked like a hurricane just passed through it. Allen could feel he was much much more powerful than he was yet he was not yet at the levelnof Wonder Woman. She had kickedbthe shit oit of him while his blows just winded her!

"Ready to continue?" Wonder Woman asked with a blood thirsty grin on her face.

"I'm still standing, aren't I?" Allen replied with a grin.

"All out?" Wonder Woman asked and Allen just laughed at this. "You can use your clones if you want."

"Nah, this is my fight alone," he answered.

Wonder Woman smiled before they took their stances. As if they saw a signal, they flashed towards one another, fists reared for an almighty thundering hit. Suddenly, Superman appeared in front of them just as their fists were to clash and got hold of them. A shockwave was produced, sweeping the rubble away while cracks appeared on the floor and the walls!

"You two almost destroyed the mountain with that stunt!" Superman reprimanded them as he let go of their fists.

"Right, I'm sorry about that," Allen apologized before looking at Wonder Woman. "Maybe next time we will use a deserted islañd?"

"I know just the place," Wonder Woman said with a smile. Allen nodded before walking out. Once out, he looked at his healing hand and a manical grin exploded on his face.

....

"I thought the plan was making him reach his limits? What happened?" Superman asked Wonder Woman who was looking at the destruction their spar had wrought.

"I brought him to his limits after the first thirty minutes. But he overcame them, bringing my martial limits seven times! Seven times! By then, he broke his ten times, becoming stronger and more proficient each time. I'm afraid to say that he thrives in battle. If he were to become our adversary, I would recommend just sending him to the Phantom Zone immediately. We are not prepared to have an oppent who just seems to be inexhaustible in battle!" Wonder Woman explained. This made Superman look back at the fight.

"That's alarming," he exclaimed. She nodded back. "Are you still going to continue sparring with him?"

"Do you know what's the worst thing a warrior can do? Stagnate while their is a chance to continue. Allen is a brilliant combatant, unless I give him a reason to be cross with me, I say we are budding to be blossom buddies soon," Wonder Woman answered with a laugh at the end.