Chương 19: Saitama vs the Flash
"T-this is Starlabs Security officer, Vince Davenport, requesting immediate assistance with the intruder on level 4! I repeat, the intruder is-"
The ill-fated member of the prestigious laboratory's security personnel and his entire squad were promptly transformed into a shower of blood as Saitama casually strolled down the hallway with his fist outstretched. Emergency alarms blaring and the winding corridor illuminated by a flashing red light, the bald clown and Harley Quinn continued deeper into the bowels of Starlabs' main Central City location, hunting for the illusive device that would grant them the power to traverse dimensions.
Another security team emerged from an elevator, their automatic rifles drawn and ready to fire. Saitama obliterated most of them with another half-assed punch, ensuring that he left a single survivor for his female accomplice to interrogate.
"Alright, punk, start spittin'!" Harley demanded as she swung her mace over the disarmed man's head. "Where do you guys keep the trans dimensional thingamajigs?"
"Go to hell!" the man shouted, before being reduced to agonized screams as the jester girl brought her hammer down over his left knee.
"You wanna be a cripple for life? Then start talkin' before I turn your kneecaps to dust!" Harley demanded louder as she tapped the man's other leg with her mallet.
"O-okay, okay!!" the guard's voice trembled through a sob. "The prototypes from p-project Mother are on level 11."
"Thanks! You hear that, Puddin'?" the insane woman asked behind her.
"Well done!" Saitama commended with a broad grin. "He gave us exactly what we kneeded to know. Get it? Knee, needed? HAHAHAHA!"
"Heheheh good one, you're just like Mista J but somehow even cornier," Harley snorted as she joined the bald clown in continuing down the hall, leaving the groaning man behind.
The pair walked down another long, metallic corridor until they spotted a large cargo elevator. Making their way towards it, Saitama paused as he sensed something right behind him, where his body trembled as an unseen foe landed close to 100 punches on him in less than a second.
"Alright, who's the little mosquito that's poking me?" the caped baldy asked as a blur of motion rapidly delivered several blows to his face, neck, chest and stomach, before stopping in a gust of wind in front of the duo.
"Geez, it's like I'm punching solid rock or something," Barry Allen, aka the Flash, whistled as he shook his hands. "What the hell are you made of, buddy?"
"Nuts, it's the fast guy!" Harley exclaimed as she took a step back. "This dude is on the Justice League, Puddin', be careful!"
"You two are working together now? What is with you and clowns, Harley?" Flash asked, before his face became serious and resolute. "Now, I don't know why you guys are trying to get to Starlabs' artificial mother boxes, but I can't let you take a step further.
"Nice suit, red!" Saitama exclaimed as he looked the speed hero's skin-tight yellow and red costume up and down. "Now do us the favor and step aside. I just wanna go home, you see! Don't you all want to get rid of me?"
"As tempting as it is to be rid of you, we can't risk giving you access to the multiverse," Flash answered as he again prepared to battle. "Killing a whole nation of people…we know it was you who annihilated Dominica."
"Hey, that's MY island now!" the bald clown shouted. "If you scrubs so much as touch it, I'll-"
The Justice League member didn't give Saitama time to finish his sentence before resuming his ceaseless barrage of blows all over his body. Tapping into the speed force, Barry precisely aimed for every muscle group, every major nerve center on the caped man's body as his punches quickly reached the thousands. For Saitama, however, the unending attacks felt like nothing, where the Flash may as well have been a high-speed mosquito going up against an entire Mongol army. Impressive in speed, but not much else.
The bald clown ignored the punches as he instead focused on the hero's movements. The speedster was already clocking in at speeds faster than Superman, and even Saitama was having trouble keeping up at first. After focusing just a little bit, however, the caped baldy's superhuman reflexes emerged, and Barry was horrified as Saitama eventually began to reach out towards him.
Feeling an immense grip on his arm, Flash pulled away just before the overpowered man was able to deliver a punch of his own. With blood spurting out and dripping to the floor, the hero realized that his arm had been torn off in the process, and Saitama now held the disembodied limb in his grip, where he nonchalantly began to swing it around.
"I've got to HAND it to you, Flash, you're pretty fast!" the bald clown laughed as he tossed the arm to the ground. "But just like your buddy, Superman, you guys are no match for me if I exert even the tiniest bit of my power. You got it? You're ants, and I'm the magnifying glass!"
"We'll see about that!" Barry hissed as he spat out blood, before speeding away, out of sight.
"Harley, you may want to head down the hall for this," Saitama snickered as the jester girl nervously backed away and stepped behind the corner.
Meanwhile, having exited the sprawling underground facility, the Flash circled the globe multiple times as he attempted to build up momentum to deliver a much more powerful attack. Despite missing an entire limb, Barry kept resolute as he took a final deep breath before storming Starlabs, keeping all his built up momentum as he appeared in the corridor in front of Saitama in less than a thousandth of a second. His fist curled, the Flash charged at his target like a yellow and red lightning bolt.
Smirking, Saitama found himself impressed by the hero's amazing speed, although that didn't stop him from correctly guessing where Barry was going to end up. Raising his own hand, the bald clown didn't have to do anything but move half a step forward to cause the extremely-fast man to come into contact with his outstretched palm. Naturally, as an unstoppable force meets an immovable object, a small explosion ripped through the hallway as Barry Allen's body was ripped apart at the atomic level, with his flesh and bone becoming building-collapsing projectiles that impacted the other end of the corridor and utterly obliterated it.
"Holy macaroni, what just happened?" Harley asked in awe as she poked her head around the corner, seeing Saitama standing among a giant splatter of blood.
"Hehehehe the Flash? More like, the splash! AHAHAHAHA" the bald villain laughed manically as yet another DC superhero fell before the overpowered man.
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