Marvel's Black Steel

Chapter 76: Refugee Camp

Despite what happened with Sara, I knew I was going to eat her out again; hell, if I was horny enough, I might do it later today, though I'd have to get horny first, and I know for some people, this might be some kink, but for me, it did the complete opposite and made my dick soft quickly.

"Hmph, we'll talk about this later, Sara; just know, a simple apology isn't enough to compensate for what you did." Remarked Pharaoh with a huff of irritation as he glared at Sara before looking away, while she sighed and nodded.

Now, since I had the pickup truck to get us to the refugee camp, it was time to hit the road; standing up, I cleared my throat before addressing everyone.

"Everyone, if y'all could listen to me real quick." Said Pharaoh as he spoke loudly, gaining the attention of everyone and prompting him to continue speaking.

"You may or may not know, but there is a refugee camp not too far away, and that's where I intend to take you all. I may have rescued you all, but I can't provide for you; the best place for you to be would be a refugee camp." Stated Pharaoh solemnly as he stood before the crowd of seventeen survivors, who, despite his expectations, all accepted with a nod, surprising him, which they noticed.

"Don't be surprised, Pharaoh, you've saved our lives and helped us immensely; in good conscience, we can't continue to rely on such a young boy." Said an older woman softly with a smile as she stood up with the assistance of a younger man.

"Yes, you've entered a war-stricken country and helped us out of the goodness of your heart; none of us here expected you to take care of us." Remarked the older man who was searching for his wife, Yolnza, as he stood up as well.

"You were merely getting us back onto our feet." Commented a young man.

"We're already thankful enough that we're still alive."

"Words can't express our gratitude for you, Pharaoh."

Hearing them, I couldn't help but slightly smile; it felt good to help people, especially when said people were at their lowest and simply needed a helping hand.

'See, if the whole world were like this, it would be as close to a utopia as realistically possible: people helping each other instead of what we always do.' Thought Pharaoh with a smile as he looked at the group before frowning as he thought of merely New York, not even daring to imagine the rest of the world.

"Haa, the more I help people, the more my respect for Superman grows." Muttered Pharaoh as he looked toward the sky.

"Alright, enough with the flattery, everyone; it won't make me stay with you all." Said Pharaoh lightly, causing everyone to smile slightly as they grabbed their belongings.

"Just pile into this truck, and I'll take us to the refugee camp." Added Pharaoh with a shake of his head as he gestured to the truck behind him.

With everyone getting into the truck, I helped some of the elders since they weren't in the best of conditions before placing Slavany, the youngest of the group, in the backseat while Sara was in the passenger seat. Buckling Slavany, just in case, I closed the doors and went to the back of the truck where most of the people were.

"Hold on, it's probably going to be a little bumpy." Said Pharaoh as he covered the truck and everyone inside in his aura before suddenly lifting it into the air, catching them all by surprise.

I would've pushed the truck, but it's not really possible when tons of debris were blocking the street; besides, why push it when I can just fly there in a matter of a few minutes? Floating into the air, I went at steady speed as I flew higher into the air, only stopping once I was above the clouds.