Chapter 147: Emotional Talk

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Freedom One was now on its way back to Planet Moran. Hector also needed to work on exploring what powers the stone provided him. However, first came another critical task: taking care of a lost girl. No, it wasn't Diana.

*BAM*

*PA*

Just when the rest of the group was sleeping, Hector decided to go to the gym on the ship and train with the stone. However, as he was entering, he heard loud sounds of a punching bag being hit. So he peeked inside and found Natasha sweating and hitting the thing.

She looked frustrated, and her whole form was a mess. She continued to hit the bag, broke down in sweat and tiredness, and then went to punch and kick it again. Being 16, she had a big enough body to train like an adult.

"Ehm..." He entered, "Your form is all wrong. Doing that will hurt you more than make you stronger."

She paused and looked back at him, "What's wrong? I need to get stronger fast."

He walked to the punching bag and held it, "Straighten your back, don't protrude your face out. That will make your face an easy target. Now, use your waist to turn around, don't just throw your fist. Push it with your body weight.

"Yes, try it slow at first." He instructed her.

*BAM*

"YES! That sounded good, like a real deadly punch. Now, don't just mindlessly keep on punching. Think about conserving your energy while doing it. As a woman, your body has the disadvantage of not having the same muscle structure as a male. Hence, you need to find ways to be as deadly as possible in the least moves possible."

"How can I do that?"

Hector thought about it, "The best thing is for you to master jujutsu. But I don't know anything about it, since my fist of freedom and the fist of democracy were always enough to knock them out. Hmm... why do you want to learn all this anyway?"

"To get stronger so that I can earn myself a living and protect Yelena after you let us go," she stoically answered.

Hector was very confused by what she said. When did he tell her this, "What? Why would I let you go? What made you think that? Do you not want to be around here?"

"I... I heard you telling Peter that after he turns 18, he must leave and work on his own. You sent him away now. I will have to leave as well and take Yelena with me,"

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"Bwahahaha... come here, you child." He laughed and ruffled her hair. "Foolish girl, I sent him on a mission... But, WAIT! I already got the soul stone. I don't need Gamora now. *Sigh* I hope that lad is fine.

"Anyway, dear Natasha, I am not sending anybody away. Peter was a special case, he was going crazy slowly, becoming an unruly child, so I had to scare him a bit. But don't worry, I am your and Yelena's grandpa forever. You can rely on me. That's what kids are supposed to do."

"But... why would you? Why are you doing all this? We are not blood-related to you," she asked him, confused about his intentions. She never thought Hector kept them around for nothing. Every human was born selfish in her eyes. Just like how her fake parents, whom she genuinely same to love, abandoned her and Yelena for themselves.

*Sigh* "Come here and sit beside me." He called her to the side seats.

"You know, I'm nobody special. I don't have some sobby story. I was born with a silver spoon. Had crappy parents. My life was defined by how many achievements I got to make my family feel proud.

"Simple to say, I was a disappointment. However, one good thing I had was a strategic brain, and behold; I joined the army. Then got badly injured. It was a depressing time for me." He was telling her about his original life, but it somewhat coincided with his current identity.

Natasha heard him with focus, trying to understand what he wanted to mean.

"As you can see, I never suffered that much. Not like you. After all, you're just a kid and have gone through a trauma that would break people a dozen times. But, I do have one thing in common with you. I, too, don't have anything akin to a family. In a way, I envy you, for at least Yelena thinks you're her real sister. I got nobody except Moony.

"But you guys call me grandpa, even if it feels weird, I like it. And as a proud, strong grandpa, I will protect you. So don't worry, you are forever stuck with me now,"

*BAM*

All of a sudden, she jumped to hug him tight, hiding her face on his chest, smearing it with her tears. Hector just caressed her hair, "It's okay, do whatever you want to, be whomever you want to be. You will always have me supporting you. Yelena too. She's my little radiating angel.

"You don't have to hide your emotions, dear. That's what makes us living beings. To hell with your past. It's time to make happier memories. Play with Moony, Yelena and Jean. Cheer up that lost goddess, eat ice cream, watch movies, dance, and listen to music. You can smile, laugh and have fun. There is no penalty here.

"The Red Room is gone, and if they still dare come out of their hole, I will just destroy the whole Soviet Union."

Even his encouragement was filled with threats of mad proportions. But she liked it. It showed how far he'd go. Being someone who never had a safety umbrella over her head, this was very new and... heartwarming.

"What about Alexei and Melina? They are still out there." She asked.

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"Haha, just them? Look here, tell me what this is?" He asked, showing her his right fist.

"Um... hand?"

"No... IT'S THE FIST OF FREEDOM! And just one knock from this bad boy on their head is enough to either splatter their brains or make them forget they are alive."

"Hehe... the other one is Democracy? But space doesn't have democracy," she reminded him.

Hector just scoffed, "Hmph, 'not yet' is the keyword here."

After that, she went silent and got back to her feet, walking towards the punching bag, "Thank you... grandpa. I feel much better today. But I've seen the dangers of the Universe with you. I can't be weak if I'm to be related to you,"

"Absolutely right, dear. So let's begin the training again,"

*PA*

Kicks and punches resumed again. Hector tried to teach her all the army takedowns he knew. He'd even give her a better Super Soldier Serum later to make her stronger. She was going to be many times better than the canon. A true superhuman spy.

After their long 2-hour training session, Hector sent her to take a bath and sleep. Rest was important for young bodies. He, though, didn't feel the urge to sleep much, so he went to his office to make some plans.

But, he found someone, "Ah, our lost goddess is in my office? What can I do for you today?"

She smiled, a hint of pureness reflecting on her face. It was from the bottom of her heart, Hector could feel, "I can't believe a being from hell can talk so good."

He chuckled, "So someone was peeping? Well, I care for Natasha. She's always been very quiet. If I can make her open up, I will do everything for it. My ideology is simple. I am ruthless to enemies and kind to innocents. But when it comes to kids, I believe all of them deserve happiness no matter what species. Because most often, the sadness and their madness are caused by adults."

"I see, certainly as wise as what they call you. I wonder if you'd like it if I called you grandpa too." She wondered, putting one finger under her chin teasingly.

Hector nearly vomited blood, "No no... *cough* If anything, don't call me that. You're pretty old too, Diana. They just called me Grandpa because they have other parents. It'd be weird if they called me daddy, right."

She chuckled loudly, "Hah, truly, it's a word overly sexualised for some reason. Ah, from this, I remembered to ask, how old are you? Cosmically, I mean,"

He had no idea seriously, "Hmm, let me see... I lost the count after I made it to one million. It's tough to be aware of time when you're exorcising evil all day, every day. Maybe I'm a billion years old, or maybe even older than the Universe. Who knows."

"WOWOOO!"

All of a sudden, Moony jogged into his office and made a leap to sit at the table. He had two combs in his jaw. He gave one to Hector and one to Diana. Then barked, "Wofoo..."

"Haha, you want us to comb you? Sure, anything for my boy,"

Moony smirked as if he had just gained a great victory. But that smirk was not lost on Diana. She asked, "Are you really smiling? I didn't know your species could do it,"

"Wuf wooo wowo bow."

"..."

Diana stared at Hector for translation. He laughed, "He says 'Being a doggo is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural',"

"Did he just..."

"Yes, he quoted Darth Sidious." *BONK* "Son, that's not a good man to take your quotes from."

"Wewooo wuv,"

He sighed, "Obi-Wan's 'hello there' is not a quote, boy. Just be silent and let me comb you,"

Moony did just that, with his eyes shut close. After all, he had already won today. In his mind, he did think something, ~Oh, daddy. What am I to do with you? If I don't help you, I won't ever have a mommy."

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