“What… The Hell?”

“What… the hell?”

From within the metal shell, was not some foolish engineer or scientist trying to play hero like you expected, but some kind of… mass.

It kind of looks like a fetus, but the parts don’t even look human in the slightest. The mass seems to be attached to the suit, actually the suit seems a bit hollow.

Upon closer inspection, the suit contained no mechanisms within, just layers of metal in strange patterns, which was disturbing as just a few moments ago you two were flying above the buildings before you grounded your foe.

You aimed the blaster at the thing.

“What are you? Some alien playing human?”

The thing made lots of different sounds with each attempt sounding more and more human, until it could be understood.

“Not aliens. Our kin have lived in this land for a long time, but repeated monster attacks forced us to stay hidden from the world. Monsters you brought from their homes to feel like some bit shot crook.”

I need info from this freak, NOW.

“Hell’s your suit made of?”

“Shell. From scrap metal and our own fluids.”

“The flight?”

“Special bladders.”

“What about those beams?”

“Heard of those blood spraying lizards, it’s something similar.”

“Okay, you’re a mutant snail or something, why play hero?”

“ Like I said, this was our land, and not only are you trespassing, but you proceeded to wreck it with your stunts. That won’t do.”

“Ya know this is live broadcasted around the country right?”

“And we thank you, we struggled to find a way to show ourselves to the world.”

Enough stalling.

Remove them.

“Say your prayers, freak.”

“We don’t fear death. We will simply be replaced by another with skills that surpass your current ones.”

“What does that mean.”

“Our kin survived a long time with our fast adaptations and evolutions. We will soon out pace and eradicate you from this land.”

It started laughing before you vaporized it.

You then say a few words to the camera crew that picked up the whole exchange before returning to your lair.

If what it said was true, then a stronger creature is on its way soon, with the tricks that remove all yours.

If you want to rule it all, you need to keep adapting, lest the freaks take you out for good.

Let the games commence.

"Now behold! Behold as I unmask your...beloved...hero...?" The villain's voice trailed off as he tore open said hero's crippled mech suit on live TV, only to reveal something quite...unexpected.