Chapter 50 - 50 Who Is Lancer? (1/2)
The sound, or lack of sound coming from an engine that cruised through the streets of New York as a cool summer breeze ruffled the hairs on Gray and Diana's head.
The car was a sports car that Gray had remembered from his previous life but due to the outrageously high price tag that came with the car, he couldn't even hope to buy it, let alone even drive the car. And despite the 903 horsepower that the engine gave off, it was quieter than Assassin on his worst of days.
Not that he had a worst of days.
The most beautiful woman in the world gave a small smile as she let the wind run through her hair. She raised an eyebrow at Gray before glancing towards the car.
”Is buying a McLaren also apart of bringing aliens and humans together?”.
Diana was wearing a dress similar to that of her niece when she attended Gray's party for raising money for the Akashic Academy. The dress reached her ankles and was darker than the night sky. It clung to her shoulders with two thin strings which hugged the curves of her body quite nicely. A long slit could be seen on the right side, allowing the daughter of Zeus to cross her legs, even while sitting in such a low car.
When Gray picked her up a small car crash had occurred several meters away from where Diana was standing. Apparently, an older man got distracted by the woman's beauty and didn't break at the red light. No-one had gotten hurt, but Diana sighed at the man's lack of self-discipline.
He smiled but didn't look at Diana, his eyes firmly set on the road in front of him. The speed limit.... well, what speed limit?
”In this world, money is power. Information is power. Technology is power. Actual power, like the one you and I possess spreads just as much fear as we do hope. This car, is just a false show of power to the eyes of the ignorant”.
Gray shifted and the car was propelled forward with a speed that could match even a cheetah in its ability to reach 60 kilometers an hour. Even with the sudden boost in speed, neither passenger flinched or was forced back into their chair.
Diana's eyebrow raised a little further, and her smile grew as she leaned into the comfortable seat, adjusting her posture to that of a relaxed one.
”You have a way with words, don't you?”.
”Subterfuge, one of my many, many talents”.
Wonder Woman rolled her eyes at Gray's remark and just rested her elbow on the window with her chin in her hand. The passerby's that saw Diana had their heart skip a beat. Her current posture and expression, even if it wasn't intentional, radiated more emotion than any person or picture that had ever seen.
Gray glanced at Diana's figure on his right and quickly saw at where the superhero was looking at. A large screen in the distance of a New York reporter, reporting the actions of the newest Hero in New York City, the mysterious speared superhero, Lancer.
She smirked slightly and turned back to Gray, now resting her other elbow on the divider between them, looking straight up at Gray with her enchanting blue eyes. The perplexing smile on her face was one that Gray couldn't decide what caused it.
”I did some digging into the origin of that spear that Lancer used”.
Gray didn't make any outward changes but just stopped at a busy intersection, at the front of the queue. He turned his head to meet Diana's, his black eyes gaining a hint of depth in them as flashing lights passed in front of him.
”Oh? And what would that be?”.
Diana looked up at the video of Lancer summoning several crimson red spears and shooting them in strange and obtuse angles as they pierced the legs of some criminals. These criminals had killed a manager at a bank and Gray remembered nearly completely chopping off the leg of the criminal that killed the innocent man.
He noted that Diana made no comment about the brutality he showed.