Marvel: Mr. President

Chapter 243: Lawyer

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"I heard about this planet but have never been here before. Truly, what a colorful place."

Logan walked down the busy sidestreet with beautiful ashen-haired women in revealing clothes. Death didn't care about anyone's feelings. She did as she desired.

"It has changed a lot since the last time I was here. This whole city was destroyed by Thanos, but it seems to have come out well." Logan was interested in looking around the city as well.

It was a much more pedestrian-friendly city now with high-quality public transport. The roads were not too wide because the traffic was not high, and major roads were strategically placed underground. In addition, there were subways strategically planned and expanded. Each subway also acted as the hub for buses, and the subways were directly connected with the airport.

The inspiration was taken from the Tokyo metro system that was connected with everything. Some of the stations were borderline shopping malls even.

However, the people who used to be Taxi Drivers before now found no alternative jobs. So new jobs need to be made. Some of these were trucking and manning the new subway stations and buses. Young drivers were taught other trades and made to switch jobs.

Besides this, the city was full of walkable neighborhoods, public parks, swimming pools, and other recreational facilities. The city was still going to be a steel city with mega skyscrapers, but that didn't mean it couldn't be fun.

"What's that thing? A Hot Dog? I never understood why it's a hot dog when no dog is in it?" Death was interested in a food truck.

Logan grunted at her, yet another question he had no answer to. "Ugh... probably some dumb human. Wanna eat it?"

Death was a cosmic being and didn't need to eat food at any time. So all this was new to her and very interesting. "Yes!"

So they walked to the truck and got themselves two hot dogs. But when Death opened the buns, she exclaimed in shock. "Oh my, there is a dick in it, much smaller than yours, but still."

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"That's not a dick, Death. It's just meat trimmings of chicken, beef, or pork in that shape. You eat it like this." Logan showed her how to eat it.

"Oh, just like eating a dick."

"All right, I'm never eating this again. Let's go; we're going to meet an old kid I know. He's a supersoldier." Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her along, no longer tolerating her child-like enthusiasm for everything.

Death was not a person who goofs around most of the time. It was just Logan's blessing to see this side of her.

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Hector, meanwhile, went to Mephisto's Realm to see what happened to it. It was called Hell, like many other death dimensions of the universe. This one, however, seemed bigger.

"Red color, check. Screams of tortured souls, check. This is definitely hell, but nothing seems to have changed." He muttered as he walked towards the big castle in the distance.

The screams of agony were coming from there, but they were nothing compared to Omniversal Hell.

When he arrived inside the palace of Mephisto, he was greeted by a few traps meant to deter intruders. They all failed, simple to say. Eventually, he reached the throne room and took a seat.

"Hmm, no wonder Mephisto was an ass. One sitting on this hard, uncomfortable seat can be nothing but an ass." He commented as he looked around the big hall.

"All souls, come before me." He being the Hell's Inquisitor, his authority superseded all demons, that also went for their realms.

Instantly the invisible chains broke open, and all the souls that had been tied inside the various chambers were let go. Then they all appeared before Hector in the hall.

All of them were translucent images of people, some were crying, and some looked hopeful. Some had been tormented for thousands of years, and some were new.

"Cynthia von Doom, come forward." He commanded.

Soon a black-haired ghost-like figure walked forward and stopped. Thankfully the souls don't take damage, so she looked fine. But it was unknown if she was broken in some ways.

"Everyone else, you are released from the confines of this dimension. You will be judged by the sins you committed as a living being and get either real hell or heaven. Bye." He let the souls go to this multiverse's hell.

"As for you, Cynthia von Doom. You are going back to your son. That's the only way to heal his megalomaniac mind."

Cynthia von Doom was taken aback. She didn't even know what had happened to her tormentor. "Where is Mephisto?"

"He's dead. I killed him. I am also a being who oversees a hell, but I am not your typical devil. I have a wife and a son, and I pray to god every night. I believe in justice and an eye for an eye. Mephisto was just a bitch, meanwhile. Oh, you should already know me, I think. I'm Hector King Washington, the Ex-President of the United States of America. I'm retired now, but I guess I can't ever retire from my cosmic duties."

Cynthia was a well-educated and powerful Witch. So she knew all about the little details of the universe, at least on the surface level. "You are a cosmic being?"

"Not just of this universe, but one step above the multiverse. I belong to the hell of the Omniverse. Sadly, there are two assholes who outrank me, but I'm powerful. God can always snap me out of existence, however. You should pray to him too." He suggested. It was always nice to bring in some new believers. But it was also useless since no matter which god the people of any universe pray to, their worship goes to the old man at the top.

"Which god?" She inquired.

Not that was a tricky question to answer. "Hmm, I just called him an old man. Some call him Grandpa, some daddy, some Cu-nt, and some simply 'god'. Call him whatever you want, dear. Now let's not waste time here and go, but let me find the contract book of Mephisto first."

Soon he summoned the thick book and looked at the names.

*Whistle*

"Damn, I guess the rumors were right. There are so many names of current or past famous musicians here. Too many, actually. Well, let's free them later. Cynthia, let's go."

All it took was a snap of his finger to fix her soul and body with the help of soul stone and reality stone. They then teleported to the SHIELD prison, where Doom was kept for his timeout session.

He told Cynthia to stand behind him for a dramatic entrance. She was tiny as compared to the behemoth that Hector was.

He knocked on the glass door of Doom's cell and waved. "Boy, how's it going? You even got a nice television there and wifi. Just watch something on Netflix."

"Why have you come here, Mister President? I thought you'd have better things to do." Doom spoke in his usual royal voice. His mask was still there even though Hector had healed his face without telling him until now.

"Victor, believe it or not, we are very similar. We both feel the world can only improve if someone holds a bid stick and forces people to follow the rules. But you know, you went a bit more dictatorial route as you banned free speech. Meanwhile, look at me. There are so many standup shows talking shit about me. I even had a comedy special on Netflix.

"I don't mind being made fun of because laughing is just amazing. It makes us humans. Then I remembered that you don't have your smile because you lost something. So I decided to bring back your smile."

He sidestepped and revealed the form of Cynthia, standing there with teary eyes. She had seen her son challenge Mephisto every single year for her safety and lose. It was painful.

"Victor!"

"Mother?" Victor was left speechless. This was the last thing he expected when he woke up today.

*RING RING*

Suddenly Hector's phone ran and destroyed the momentum of the mother and son. Hector embarrassingly picked up the call.

"Yes, my superhot wife, what can I do for you?"

A chuckle came from the other side first. "I found the lawyer you were looking for. He has won the most cases in the world, and all of them were done individually. His name is... Saul Goodman."

"Oh, I think I've heard that name before. Tell him to wait. I'll be there soon."

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