The helicopter took a few hours of flying, which to me was FAR to long, seeing as I was used to either teleporting, or having aircraft that could go mach 8-15, as such this flight was very slow to me. I had asked 5 minutes into the flight where exactly we were going, and I found our destination to be the Pentagon, so I slapped on my crown, which almost got me shot, before the soldier inside the compartment with me was ordered to stand down.

As the Pentagon came into view the Black Hawk helicopter slowly began to land at a designated pad, and with a short jolt, we had landed, and I was helped out, I tried to look regal, as such I flared the wings on my armor, once again casting the orange yellowish glow, and freaking out a few newer soldiers, it seems I had a four guard escort to wherever the fuck they where taking me. Within five long minutes of walking, I was escorted into some large office where what looked to be a General was sitting on a large swivel chair, he motioned to the less fancy wooden chair in front of his desk, as such I sat down, and waited, I wanted to see where this was going.

The General spoke up, his tone flat, and bored. "I am General Mark A. Milley Chief of Staff of the Army of the United States of America, and we want to know who you are, what you want, and if you pose a threat to national security in anyway, shape, or form, if you do, you will be killed on the spot."

I flared my wings once again. "I am King Lorenzo, Ruler of the Crystal Empire, you should do well to respect the ruler of an Empire strong enough to glass this planet."

One of Mark's eyebrows rose up. "And do you have any actual proof of these claims? Or are you just shitting out your mouth?" He questioned, as I expected that.

I grinned, I had planned for this, and held up my pipboy and watched as the modifications I had made long ago take action, a holographic map of my Empire floated into view, causing the General's eyes to widen, as much as a humans eyes COULD widen, which was small compared to the species I was now long used to, I then showed him a video of the test firing of the plasmatic lance on a dead barren rocky world, much like mars, and yes, I did have it tested, what kind of stupid fuck, would I be to not have the main weapon on a starship tested?

Seems General Mark A. Milley was getting nervous at that little display, though he barely showed it, only letting sweat drip down his face and neck before he spoke, in a more respectful and reserved tone. "I....see, I apologize, your Majesty, but its simply a matter of national security due to seeing that, I'm afraid we're going to have to ask you hand over any and all advanced technology, under direct orders from the President himself, please hand anything over you have on you."

I gave him a deadpan look, a look that screamed. 'Dude are you fucking stupid, high, drunk, or all three?' Which after a solid four minutes of me staring I laughed before speaking in the most flat, monotone, no I won't take your bullshit voice. "Thats going to be a flat No. Do ya understand that word? No? Spelled N. O. Giving your nation my technology would spark another cold war, along with the fact me giving you my technology would be like you giving a toddler a loaded pistol, meaning bad shit would happen."

The look on his face went from calm and collected, to slightly angry. "I think you fail to realize whom you are speaking with, and who's orders these are, and the weight he can throw around, I'd think very carefully if I were you." His tone indicated anger, as I expected.

I kept the flat look as I spoke again. "You fail to realize, I could give two shits if the tooth fairy gave you these orders, my duty is first to my Empire, its citizens, and the well being and happiness of said citizens, and if you threaten me again, I FUCKING WILL, set an assaultron on your ass and watch as your turned to burning ashes, I have already helped your country by giving a little boy a cure for his cancer, and making sure there'd be enough for the doctor watching after him, to synthesize more, the ingredients are rather common here, so it sort of surprises me you didn't find the cure for cancer before." I said with complete honesty.

The Generals face went to anger, confusion, anger, then confusion again. "You say you cured a little boy of cancer? How is that possible? No known cure has ever been found, you must be lying."

I grinned like the fucking Joker. "Nope, and if you want proof, go back to that hospital, and pull up the footage from the CCTV, I'm sure you'll find all the proof you want there, now if you'll excuse me, I have crap to do." I stood up to leave, and as I did the General pressed a button on the top of his desk.

General Mark gave me a small smirk as two guards entered the room in full body armor carrying assault rifles. "I'm sorry but I can't allow you to leave until we get the advanced technology you have at your disposal, so either you can hand it over, or one of these fine gentlemen can shoot you and we can pry it from your cold, dead, corpse."

The two soldiers aimed their assault rifles at me, and I laughed, an insane laugh that would make even the Joker slowly back away in pure terror, which caused the guards to falter slightly, that was all I needed to see. I walked up to the nearest one and placed the barrel of the rifle against my head. "Go on. Shoot me then. You can do it, shoot me." He failed to pull the trigger, shaking slightly, I began to yell. "GO ON, PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER YOU LITTLE BITCH, DO IT." To my utter amusement the guard dropped the rifle and ran out of the room, while the other one was looking to the General, then to me, before he slowly tossed his rifle to the ground.

"FUCK this, I quit." Was all he said before he calmly walked out of the room, while the General blanched at the utter incompetence of his own trained soldiers.

I turned around and looked at the General. "Time to have some fun, don'tcha think? Time sure flies fast! I'll see you again...hmmm.. never." I used a stealthboy and jumped up and flapped the wings of my armor, smashing through a window and flying as fast as I possibly could away from that sideshow, I damn near busted a gut I wanted to laugh so badly. For the next two days I was there, I had been slowly supplying hospitals and medical labs with chems like Med-X, stimpacks, Rad-x and Radaway, most people may be assholes, but that don't mean I'm not gonna help Humanity as a whole with medical shit, I was in a small town, only about 20-30 buildings, some houses, a small hospital, a few food joints, and stores, 25 or so houses, a police station, overall, it was a small town in the middle of almost assend nowhere. When the two days had finally been up, I was glad to feel myself being yanked back to my Empire, only to find later on, the town came with me....GOD DAMN IT DISCORD!

Author's Notes:

If you'd like to donate to getting me a new cheap replacement device, then my paypal is [email protected][,Any donations are welcome, and I thank you all, to those whom have donated. And note, sorry if this message is getting old, but paypal is the only place I can accept donations atm, as its not a forever thing, as such I don't feel the need to make a parteon or somethin

I'd like to note this may not get any new chapters, for a LONG , LONG ass time, the apartment building I was living in flooded, 5-6 feet of water, so glad I lived on the second floor, so my stuff, most of it, SHOULD be safe, I managed to snag my most important items, and atm I'm at a motel being payed for 3 nights by the red cross, so sorry for any long delays, my laptop is more fucked up due to the fact water got into it a little, cause I had to SWIM to get out of the building, the police evacuated everyone, but it ain't dead yet, once it is, I'll let ya'll know here as a chapter called 'Computer Update, bad news', if it breaks, if its good news it'll be 'computer update, good news'

Sorry if this is short, I really am, pls no be mad ;c;