Infinite Justice: Beyond (Marvel,DC,DBZ X/Over, IC, Open)

[Finland SSR]

Itaku

The ship's legs slowly touched down on the cold and hard Earth ground. One of the strangest made up materials scientists have ever seen. I mean, it's silicon and oxygen... ah, whatever. This is not the time to talk about a science I don't really understand. This is the time to move. The power level I could sense was massive, and yet, I did not try to run away, but rather try and fight it. It was really unusual behaviour for me.

Huh. I'm turning into a Saiyan. I hope those Androids didn't inject me with an essence of Vegeta while I was knocked out. Meanwhile, with a few commands from Shaytan, the Nihil Novi, myself included, lined up to the side of the path to the main door, which opened almost immediately as we landed. It was a standard ceremony. Jarilo sits on the throne, then moves out of it, inspects every one of us, et cetera, et cetera. You can skip through this part. Finally, the old man waved his hand and pointed to the opening, and we followed the command. As soon as the Earth's sun's light hit my face, I rose up and flew off as fast as possible. Ain't dealing with any of this anymore!

Two soldiers followed me, and tried to catch me. Heh. Easy peasy. I powered up mid-air, and went into Full Power, almost immediately leaving them bitin the dust. Or sir. They landed back on the ground, and I smirked. Heh. That was easy. Now, to further competition...

[Charmera]

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The magical attack sent forth by Yamirakkelis succeeded in making Ku stop attacking Hadrimmelis by throwing him off of her. Afterwards, Tarasekannú slammed into him, sending him further away while igniting him, causing him a great deal of pain, though the flames were swiftly absorbed. The fire dragon offered a claw to Hadrimmelis, and she promptly took it, getting back on her feet and unfurling her wings once more, still in fighting condition despite everything. The battle was proving to be difficult because of Ku's ability to ignore damage and absorb attacks, but as far as damage to her own avatar was concerned, she had not suffered too much after enduring the Time Demon's attacks, beyond of course the pain of being struck. Even though this was only an avatar of her true self, her black worldscales were not cracked or chipped nor did they display any other sign of damage.

Meanwhile, Ku was obliterated several times over by Aru'va's warp grenades, which shredded his very constitutive elements every single time, only strangled screams of blinded fury interrupting the noise of the detonations. The Time Demon was able to reform after each time, though, but only to end up encased in a bubble from the Rantu's bubble gun. He was about to begin draining the damn thing, but then, Taras' stream of fire burst open the bubble form outside and bathed him in fire once again. Not one to leave the fray, after thanking her brother, Hadrimmelis stepped up next to him, towering over the younger dragon as she reared up and then let out a completely soundless bellow, a psychic roar that used the World-Dragon's vast psionic abilities to systematically tear apart the Time Demon piece by piece and then force him to reform in the same spot, only to begin the process once again. "Sealing him will not work, not this time. We have to end him now." She spoke even as she roared.

Eventually, she stopped, and at that moment, Ku, reformed once again, fell to his knees. Though he was only vaguely humanoid in shape and did not have any recognizable features, it seemed at the moment that he was breathing heavily, but after a moment, he rose up once again.

"I TIRE OF THIS GAME." The Time Demon spoke, his polymorphic voice suddenly much less sardonic and dominating.

Then, suddenly, Ku's form started siphoning everything in the vicinity. Hadrimmelis' eyes went wide and she quickly flew up to Aru'va and Ashyandra, engulfing them with her dark red membrane wings in order to protect them from the destruction of the Time Demon. Though there was very little to siphon in that empty space at first glance, it was noticeable that Ku was still gaining a massive ammount of power, somehow. After a moment, Hadrimmelis understood why. In the broadset and most metaphysical, all-encompassing way possible, Time could be defined by some as the path that an entity followed, which, in all cases, ultimately ended in the destruction of said object. Time, thus, could equal death. That was the power Ku was employing at the moment. Not their death, no, for even though the World-Dragons could die, their end could not be woven by time itself. But she could tell, she could sense the death of concepts around her. Light died, as did warmth, and darkness, and cold. They could be brought back, of course, but they no longer had their own place in that battlefield: they were alien to it now. Erroneous. Misplaced.

The World-Dragon was then shocked by what she felt. Their power. It was dying, too. The power of those present in the battlefield, other than Ku, who was still busy siphoning everything around him. They would not die if he was left to complete his drain, no, but they would be powerless to stop him afterwards.

Startled, Hadrimmelis released Aru and Ashy from their winged stronghold, and then pointed at Ku with a claw.

"Release everything you have on him! Now! Or we won't be able to stop him!" She roared, both to her friends and to her siblings, before granting the Rantu and the Vokornian a fraction of her power and unleashing the rest upon Ku in a maelstrom of elemental obliteration and psionic annihilation.

In the mean time, strange mists gathered around the battlefield, away from Ku.

Aru already had a rifle aimed at her target, having remembered his position from when her eyes were not covered by wings. With a sudden, almost microwave "Ding!" her drones were done. For this final assault there were noticably more of them. And as she popped them out they unslung their taychon Rifles and warp 'nade launchers and the Rantu aimed two annihalation beams at her target. Ever the symbol of the Rantu maxim: "Peace through superior firepower" Aru pounded into her foe with her alien tech. Beams, nades and unknown material accelerated past the speed of light by warping time itself hit their target.

Yami inhaled as she empowered herself further with her aura. A yellow glow encircled the bombardment of energy she dished out. Still wishing they had a more concrete and logical battle plan than. "Hit him with all the things." But... she supposed she might as well try it. Ashy tapped into her training, and accessed as many of her magical diciplines at the same time as she could. Pointing at her target, devine beams, mystic ones and all sorts of flavours of magic pounded her foe one after another. She was still weaker than she would be had this battle occurred later perhaps and she would have more time to tap into those vast reserves, but she supposed this would simply have to do.

[World Anarchic Union]

Suikan was prepared for an attack. He was taken aback by the cruelty of Ravi, but this fueled his rage, his power increasing considerably. He powered up, the golden aura surrounding him. He looked at Ravi, who was laughing.
"Saiyans are interesting creatures. They can transform to many, different forms to increase their strength. " He closed his hands into a fist, charging his power. The ground started to shake, and some small stones flew up to the air to be crushed in an instant. Ravi unleashed his full strength, purple lighting emitting from his body, while a purple aura surrounded him. As Suikan could sense, they had similar power levels. However, Ravi hadn't fought and lost some of his strength like Suikan.

Ravi smiled, menacingly and attacked. He rushed forward, towards Suikan who had entered into a defensive position. He punched once, which Suikan managed to avoid and then again. Ravi unleashed a barrage of hits upon Suikan, before jumping backwards and, uniting his hands, fired a purple energy sphere. Suikan, sensing its destructive capabilities, jumped in the air, flying away, while the sphere followed him. Mid air, he suddenly turned, and fired a sphere of his own upon that of Ravi's, an energy field being created due to the dual explosion. Before Suikan could catch a breath, Ravi appeared behind him, punching him towards the ground. While Suikan flew toward the ground, Ravi appeared again,under him, throwing him towards a nearby rock, which was destroyed after the impact. Suikan stood swiftly up and jumped forward, hoping to catch Ravi unprepared. He attacked, but Ravi dodged, with ease, the hits of Suikan, grabbing his fists, and kicking him, multiple times, in the stomach. Suikan coughed blood, before Ravi, kicked Suikan in the head. He was thrown backwards, managing to retain his ground in mid air.
"You have the power but you lack the experience and the durability." Ravi exclaimed.
"I have a motivation. In the end, you will be overcome." Suikan replied.
Ravi smiled jumping forward. Suikan, suitably prepared this time, hit Ravi in the face, and kicked him in the stomach, before firing an energy sphere directly at him. He couldn't dodge it, with an explosion following its impact.

Through the smoke, Ravi appeared, clapping.
"Now that the warmup is over, maybe the real fight can begin."

[The Templar High Council]

Arenténniel heard the call from her brother and sister, right in the middle of Dreamwalking. Sensing that she was needed, Aren withdrew a number of avatars from exploring Earth to gain more power. At the same time, she began inputting the coordinates into the stargate, quickly travelling to Elentáríel's home of Varda, where she saw Tarmithéil in deep thought.

"Tarmithéil," Aren said, her childish voice quivering. "What happened to Elentáríel? They... are back..?" Her bright eyes shined, but not with happiness. They were glistening with potential tears. The death of a star is never a happy time, but Starfalls made it worth it. Black holes... were a tragedy that no one deserved.

Tarmithéil's youngest sister Arenténniel was the first to answer the call of his summons. He saw the fear in her eyes and her voice, it wouldn't do for her to be terrified before the fight even began, but she was the youngest, and Tarmithéil had always been sympathetic to her fears. "Yes dear sister, I fear it is true. Don't fear though Aren, we will rescue Elentáríel I promise. With the combined power of all of us, we will defeat the Voidlords and protect our stars." He told her confidently. "You should summon all your avatars, send some to protect your stars, and then have the rest ready to follow us into battle." Tarmithéil said to his youngest sister, instructing her to do what he had already done as he waited for the others to arrive.

"Okay Tarmi..." Arenténniel said, wiping her eyes. She walked over to Elentáríel's stargate and began inputting the chevrons for the stars she created, sending avatars who looked much older than her to guard them. Tarmi talked like everything was going to be alright, but Aren was still worried. There was a black hole active in the universe, that alone was cause for concern. But all Aren could do is wait for her other brothers and sisters to arrive, so they could go help Elen. In the meantime, she had dispatched enough avatars to protect her stars, and now all she could do is wait.

[Charmera]

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Though the comment wasn't really directed towards her, Etla decided to respond in Ihra's stead anyway, walking up to her and putting an arm around her shoulder. Though they looked about the same age despite Etla being created afterwards, the blonde Rainborn was noticeably shorter than her redhead counterpart, even if not by a wide margin. Naturally, this did very little to stop her from touching her elder sister's head.

"What are you talking about, Craig? We can show her around ourselves. It'll be so much fun!" She said excitedly, before turning towards Ihra. "Oh, Ihra, you should see the things I have seen! The cities are only the tip of the iceberg - that's a human expression, by the way. There are so many more things to see. Earth has these things called forests, and also the ocean, and even in the cities there's so much interesting stuff to see." The Rainborn prattled.

She then slowed down and eventually stopped altogether when a particular memory struck her, and her face lit up even more. "And humans have these things called donuts. You put them in your mouth and... and..." She paused, blinking. As she had never really had a concept of taste before coming to Earth, she really had no idea of how to describe the sensations, so eventually, she shook her head. "I can't describe it, but it's wonderful, Ihra."

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Ihra frowned. Perhaps she was overreacting to the “dangers” of this new world. After all her sister seemed to have gained some powerful cores while here, so if anything went wrong she could protect them. Ihra felt she had been at least successful in finding Etla, though evidently she didn’t need her help. While that did make Ihra feel a little useless, for worrying about her little sister when Ihra herself had been scared by things that Etla laughed at. No wonder she didn’t take her seriously…

And Ultimately, Ihra was really curious. Even cautious Ihra had to admit, there was more to this world that perhaps might deserve a little more exploration. But… she had doubts. She attempted to summon her medical knowledge for help. But seems it came up only when it wanted to. “What do you mean? You’re talking about putting something in your mouth. Isn’t that going to choke you?” She questioned. Then paused. “I’d… be happy to go on this tour of earth though. I’m not sure what an iceberg is… and if this… city is any indication, I’m not sure if I should expect the worst.” She sighed.

As a new, clean set of armor appeared on Okarot, he responded to Lisa, "My name is Okarot, heir to the Saiyan throne." he said, his face growing slightly agitated, "I can tell he's awake. His energy signature has grown in power. Fortunately, it seems as though he's calmer than before. He simply attacked me out of nowhere. I assume that the Planet Trade Organization must have programmed him to attack any Saiyan on sight. The perfect machine for Frieza's plan to eradicate the Saiyans. But, clearly, he had not taken the legend of the Super Saiyan seriously enough."

Suddenly, Okarot heard a familiar voice. As he turned around, he smiled, "If it isn't the Golden Guardian?", he said, in a friendly tone, "Frieza was a challenge, I will admit. And, you would be correct in believing that I died, because I did the first time I tried to fight him. But, shortly after, a man called Mad Max used the Dragon Balls on Namek to bring everybody back who died to Frieza. In my second confrontation, Frieza pushed my anger to it's limits. And, it was at that point that I realized the legend of the Super Saiyan. Here, let me show you."

All of a sudden, a golden aura appeared around the Saiyan, and a flash of light flared momentarily, as his hair turned golden, and his eyes blue. "This is a Super Saiyan, and it increases my power by around fifty times," he said, his muscles growing slightly larger as a shockwave suddenly firing out around him and his hair spiked up slightly more, becoming less blocky and more defined. His aura became jagged and bioelecicity swirled around him, "This is a Super Saiyan 2." he said, a spark of electricity surging past his face, "It improves upon the former in every way. Speed, stamina and strength. It multiplies the last transformation's strength by two times, and my base form's strength by 100 times. But, I can still go even stronger from here. But, that form is new, and draws a lot of energy. I can't use it right away after using it so soon."

"Sadly, I'm not the Golden Guardian anymore. That title has been passed to my girlfriend when I lost my powers. Long story. I've since been dabbling in magic, and I must say that I've gotten quite good. Even if it's not as satisfying as braining someone with my knuckles. I've noticed you're quite a bit less hostile since we last met as well." He explained what happened to him in the past. He did miss his old powers, but for some reason didn't have the drive to get them back. It wouldn't be hard. With his magic, it would probably be even easier than it was before, but he just didn't want them anymore. It wasn't something he could explain.

He watched carefully as Okarot explained his transformations. "Huh. Interesting. The closest thing I can do is summon the powers of other magical beings for a few minutes. But that can be dangerous as some... Most of them are not friendly. Most of my fights are different. I can use my magic to mess with my opponent's senses. Make them see what I want them to see. Or curse them. Curses and hexes are always fun. That's the fun part about magic. Your imagination is the limit."

"Wait... you were on Namek?" She asked the Saiyan. She wasn't sure whether to smile or frown. On the one hand, it was a connection. On the other, Namek had been traumatic to say the least. She wasn't sure whether that trip or the one to the Alternate universe was worse. "I was there too." She remarked, and then memories came flooding back. "I teleported some dragon balls, teleported someones head off, didn't teleport in time to save Val from Frieza, but it was okay because she came back to life." Remarked Lisa, nodding. Then pausing. Regarding the newcomer.

"Oh. Sorry. Who are you?"

[Charmera]

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Sarah simply smiled when her suspicions proved true, and then glanced rather curiously at Samantha as she stated that she could easily see what things of interest the city had to offer to them. Shrugging, the eldest Grimm looked at her younger sister and nodded, before watching her walk back into the room and begin setting up a few things. After a few moments, Sarah walked back in as well, staying close to the wall, well out of the way and instructing Hanah to be quiet and do the same, in order to avoid interrupting or distracting Samantha during her rituals. She was the one who dealt with magic, and magic, at least in her experience, could be pretty unpredictable when mishandled (it had happened sometimes, but Samantha had a natural affinity for it, so the frequency decreased very quickly). She, too, stayed silent and simply watched, not quite knowing what was going on but trusting that it was something of use nonetheless.

When Samantha finished her ritual and turned to them, telling them of what she had seen, Sarah appeared to be deep in thought for a moment, before shrugging. "Well, it doesn't seem like a bad idea to me. All the better if there's food. I say we should pay a visit." She nodded at her sister.

"The Devils Den? That sounds awesome! Like the kind of place the grizzled heroes go to in comic books. Drowning their sorrows in drink and starting barfights... BARFIGHTS! I've never been in a barfight before." Spoke the wolf eared girl, practically panting from excitement. "I was to hit someone with a chair!" She declared simply. Like it was already going to happen and nothing was going to stop her from doing that. "And..." She then awkwardly turned to her sisters, giving a sweet, "innocent" smile. "You guys wouldn't mind revoking the whole. "No alcohol for Hanah" policy? Just this once?" She pleaded with her eyes.

[Tomia]

Samantha Grimm
Samantha nodded when both her sisters said they wanted to go to the Devil's Den. She cleaned up her spell and then headed out the door with them when she heard Hannah's exclamation. Samantha gave an incredulous smile, her sister was so weird sometimes. She hoped she was joking about hitting someone with a chair, the last thing they needed was to wind up on the evening news.

Then Hannah asked about alcohol, and Samantha paused. Sarah and Samantha had been decently strict with Hannah throughout her life. They had especially been strict about alcohol. They didn't know how that would effect her as a werewolf, and they weren't too eager to find out.

"Look Hannah, I don't that's a good idea just yet. You're only 16, and we don't want anything to... well happen." Samantha told her, looking to Sarah for support. Sarah had always been the more parental figure of the two of them and was better at yelling Hannah no.

[The Starlight]

[quote="The Templar High Council";p="25533274"-snip-[/quote]
Yavanniel soon arrived through the Stargate, the 1st of the Starkindlers' face appearing worried, and yet, calm. "Peace, Arenténniel and Tarmithéil. Elentáríel must be rescued, but we cannot rush in blindly. That may lead to our own captures. Olorin and the rest should be arriving quickly. Let us look at what needs to be done. We must rescue Elentáríel, destroy the black hole, and defeat the Voidlords. The real question is, how do secure her rescue without getting ourselves also trapped. There was silence and then she sighed.

"Elentáríel was the one who studied the things we feared most," Yavanniel walking to the bookshelf and picking out a large tome written by her sister on black holes. The Starkindlers did not have perfect memories, and it was Elentáríel who had written of their history and secrets in their tome, so that it would not be forgotten. "But the question is here, brother and sister, is how do we destroy a black hole?"

[Tomia]

Tarmithéil
Tarmithéil was attempting to comfort his youngest sister when Yavanniel showed up. Yavanniel was their leader and immediately took charge when she arrived. She was right, they needed to think this through before they went to save Elentáríel. He thought for a moment when she posed the question as to how they could destroy a black hole. "I don't know sister, this was always Elentáríel's field of interest. Perhaps if we overwhelm it with light? The Voidlords always seemed to fear light, like it hurt them somehow." Tarmithéil said in reply.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Struggling to his knees, Hiroshi couldn't help the small grin that graced his lips. He had no clue how long she'd been watching him, but he was glad for once she had intervened when she had, otherwise he'd have died before he could make an entrance himself.

Blood dribbled past Broly's lips as he floated, the beating he'd received from Claudia visible on his frame. " Anothe-Another lamb to the slaughter? Just another body to distract me while you try to charge an attack? T-To bad it won't save you, and neither will she."

"No. You're wrong. Claudia has saved me, and in effect won this battle for me." The Saiyan grinned. " And so has Tomia. If I don't stop you, she can't return. I couldn't save her before, but by defeating you, I'll avenge her, and everyone you ever harmed. Now get ready Broly! THIS IS IT!"

Words were done with. There was nothing more Hiroshi could say, and they would have no meaning in the grand scheme of things. It was time.

A whoosh of green energy rolled off Broly's frames, assembling into a sphere of ki before him, Broly's entire frame trembling with effort.

" Let's see if anyone comes to save this planet!" Broly snarled. " There's no escape for you Hiroshi, or for this planet!"

The already massive sphere expanded in size, almost doubling in size as Broly poured everything he had into it. Inside the crackling green energy of the orb, Hiroshi could see victory for the first time since the fight had begun.

With that, the Titan, beaten and battered as he was, threw his hands forward, his energy sphere, for which he was only a fraction of the size of. The world seemed to warp and turned with the shift of energy, the sky burning orange for a moment. The booming and thundering the orb made was almost deafening, huge bolts of lightening leaping off of it and striking the rubble around them. Behind it, the cackle of a psychopath echoed out, the same psychopath who delighted in the murder of millions and enjoyed the suffering of others.

The same psychopath who killed his daughter.

Staring into the mass as it approached, Hiroshi felt energy surge into him once more. Slowly levitating off the ground, The Saiyan stared into the last barrier before victory. His last chance had arrived, and victory was before him. Having sapped all his power for the attack, Hiroshi knew Broly was defenseless for the first time in the fight.

Golden energy sparked off is frame, his hair flcikering before spiking upwards violently, the shriek of a Super Saiyan aura bursting into the air. Launching himself forward, Hiroshi's body screamed in protest, but despite himself, Hiroshi pushed himself forward. Pushing all of his energy into his arm, Hiroshi drove it forward at the neon sun threatening his home.

"DRAGON FIST!"

For the first time in combat for the technique, theory became practice. It'd taken a month in hell to perfect this technique, all the practice being on Garlic, it hadn't been finding a hidden well of power within himself, it'd been concentrating his power, focusing it into something more. His will became physical in that moment, as golden fire swirled around him, shifting outwards into the form of a dragon. The huge beats gave a godly roar as it ripped through the sphere, tearing through the neon orb like tissue paper.

It took seconds for the Super Saiyan to see what Broly had sensed within his own attack. It was light, purifying fire emerging from the heart of his attack. The s[here shuddered or a moment before simply shattering. Fragments of neon energy being thrown away from the mighty beast. The light was almost blinding as Hiroshi continued his momentum forward, the Dragon reforming beside him, and for the first time, Hiroshi saw something on Broly's face.

It was fear.

And it was a familiar fear. it was the same fear that had crossed Turles and Garlics. It was the far of death. The Golden Dragon roared once more as light closed in on the Titan, leaving Broly to stare helplessly into his fate, for several agonizing seconds before the Dragons jaw opened, right as it connected. Arcs of golden light burst out in every direction, the Dragon driving through Broly like a bullet train. A gurgled howl escaped his lips as he twisted in pain. The Dragon itself sailed through him, twisting in the air, its long winding body traveling through Broly. Finally, Hiroshi arrived, his fist curving upward, driving his fist home, burnt innards and blood rocketed along with Hiroshi. The Giant vomited blood once more as the Dragon twisted in the air.

The deep gore from the Giants mouth and back splattered on Hiroshi's naked back, the Titan gripping Hiroshi's shoulders as he struggled to keep himself together. This was it. Hiroshi roared as the Dargon did, the echo of their rage shaking the planet. Circling around, the Dragon twisted around, rocketing forward for it's final strike. Howling a final time, Hiroshi sent Broly to the place he feared the most, to Hell.

The world exploded with light, from clear skies to stormy darkness, pierced only by the light around Hiroshi. When the Dragon dived from above, the world became nothing but light. The body at the fore froze in fear before simply vanishing before Hiroshi's eyes. Widened, pupilless eyes stared on in horror as the edges of his very existence disintegrated. Finally, the last of the Legendary Super Saiyan vanished, leaving only Hiroshi's fist extended in front of him.

Breathing out heavily, Hiroshi fell towards the blacked ground below, patches of what was once dirt burned to glass by the incredible pressure and heat. Smacking wetly off the ground, Hiroshi's hair shifted black.

This is it. I did it Tomia.

[New Rob Halfordia]

Okarot was slightly taken aback by what Alex told him. Supposedly, Alex had had unlimited power at his disposal, and was baffled as to why anyone would give up such a thing. Perhaps, he lost the thrill of combat, and opted to remove his powers to make things interesting. Either way, he knew that if he sat around and talked all day, he'd accomplish nothing.

"His name is Alex", he said to Lisa, before turning back to the gold haired magician, "Alex, I'm going to train in another one of these time chambers. I've found my own limit in the for of Super Saiyan 3, and now that I've found it, I wish to break it. You can join me if you'd like. Such a room is cut off from the normal universe, and cannot be destroyed or damaged. It's nothing but a white void, prime for pushing yourself to your limits and beyond. Not only that, but time passes at 365 times the speed of the outside dimension. That means, you can get a year's worth of training in a day. It's how I've gained so much power since you've last met me."

[The Republic of Atria]

Okarot was slightly taken aback by what Alex told him. Supposedly, Alex had had unlimited power at his disposal, and was baffled as to why anyone would give up such a thing. Perhaps, he lost the thrill of combat, and opted to remove his powers to make things interesting. Either way, he knew that if he sat around and talked all day, he'd accomplish nothing.

"His name is Alex", he said to Lisa, before turning back to the gold haired magician, "Alex, I'm going to train in another one of these time chambers. I've found my own limit in the for of Super Saiyan 3, and now that I've found it, I wish to break it. You can join me if you'd like. Such a room is cut off from the normal universe, and cannot be destroyed or damaged. It's nothing but a white void, prime for pushing yourself to your limits and beyond. Not only that, but time passes at 365 times the speed of the outside dimension. That means, you can get a year's worth of training in a day. It's how I've gained so much power since you've last met me."

"I guess I'll join you. The most recent fight I had could have gone better. It took three gods, a Kryptonian, and an army of superbeings all gassed up on magic steroids to bring down. I haven't had a real fight in ages. But I'm going to warn you now. I'm going to be much more difficult to fight now than I was when we first met. I'm not tough anymore. So I have to rely on some other things to get by." He said and in a small flash of white, went from translucent to completely solid. "If you wanted to see how powerful I was at full strength, I could go get my girlfriend. She's every bit as strong as I used to be. Maybe even more. It wouldn't take long and you'd probably get a better physical workout from her than you would me."

He turned to Lisa. "I'm Alex. Sorcerer from Earth. Formerly known as the Golden Guardian. Nice to meet you." Training with Okarot? That could be something. Though he would have to rely more on his tricks. In a straight fight, he wouldn't last long at all. He would have to fight on his own terms if he wanted to stand around. But on the plus side, he would likely be able to develop some new spells. Which he always welcomed.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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Etla blinked.

"Ihra... We don't breathe." She stated.

But then she shook her head. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. This city's just one of many, there's no reason you should have a bad time in every single one of them. I've had lots of fun here on Earth, personally. Besides, we'll show you the good stuff! Right, Craig?" The blonde Rainborn asked, turning towards the taller man, still smiling as she looked at him with boundless enthusiasm. She was truly thrilled to see her sister here on Earth with her, so spending some quality time with her was top priority right now, and if she could get her to get along well with Craig, then all the better.

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Sarah sighed, clearly displeased that the conversation had come to this. Worst of all was that Hanah was smiling at them and doing the puppy eyes thing again. If the eldest Grimm could subdue men and women to her will with merely looking at them in the eye, Hanah's look was only slightly less effective in getting her what she wanted, and for a moment there the pale woman was sorely tempted to just let the wolf girl do as she pleased, but she knew better than to give in to such an impulse. After all, there was no telling what could happen if Hanah got drunk and had the brilliant idea to transform into her werewolf form; worse yet, there was no telling what could happen after she returned to her regular state, since she would be severely weakened and dizzy, a prime target for someone to take advantage of, assuming she could get away from her sisters' vigilant gaze anyway. Of course, it was unlikely that any of this would happen, given the nature of the Devil's Den, but Sarah didn't know this and Samantha didn't mention it, if she knew.

"Little flower, we've talked about this." Sarah said, at that moment seeming the very image of a kind and caring mother figure.

"If you touch so much as a single drop of alcohol I'm going to have to sequester Mister Teddy."

[Tomia]

Roy Damon
Roy had felt much better after his talk with Valancy and he felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest. However, he now had something else on his mind. He had to finish this with Floyd, it was up to him to protect Valancy now, he owed her that much. He had told Valancy he wanted to rest, feeling bad about lying to her but knew it was necessary. She'd have never let him go if she knew. He then threw on his armor and grabbed fight collapsible steel staff before climbing out the window and heading off into the city. He knew where Floyd would be. He had taken him there once before when they were in New York once. It was an abandoned building that was barely half finished. Floyd used it as a hide out, and Roy knew that Floyd would be there now.

A few hours passed by and Valancy's phone buzzed, it was a message from Roy on the phone she had given him. It was a video, and in the video Roy sat, tied in a chair, his face bloody and bruised. Suddenly Floyd came into view, "I told you he'd run off didn't I?" He said in a mocking tone. "It's time to finish this. Meet me at the abandoned building at this location," he said, holding a piece of paper with an address up to camera. "It'll be a fitting burial spot for you two. If you want to save this little brat, you better hurry." Floyd said before slamming his fist into Roy's stomach making him gasp and groan in pain, a small amount of blood escaping his lips. "There might not be much to save if you don't." With that, the video had ended.

[The Templar High Council]

Yavanniel soon arrived through the Stargate, the 1st of the Starkindlers' face appearing worried, and yet, calm. "Peace, Arenténniel and Tarmithéil. Elentáríel must be rescued, but we cannot rush in blindly. That may lead to our own captures. Olorin and the rest should be arriving quickly. Let us look at what needs to be done. We must rescue Elentáríel, destroy the black hole, and defeat the Voidlords. The real question is, how do secure her rescue without getting ourselves also trapped." There was silence and then she sighed.

"Elentáríel was the one who studied the things we feared most," Yavanniel walking to the bookshelf and picking out a large tome written by her sister on black holes. The Starkindlers did not have perfect memories, and it was Elentáríel who had written of their history and secrets in their tome, so that it would not be forgotten. "But the question is here, brother and sister, is how do we destroy a black hole?"

"I don't know, Yava." Arenténniel said, grabbing a book from one of the lower shelves and sitting down to read. She listened to Tarmithéil's idea, but inwardly disregarded it. Black holes absorbed light, so overwhelming it would only feed it. Traditionally, black holes died out after enough time consuming, but this one created by the Voidlords could be disastrously different.

"Wait Tarmi, I think you might be on to something." Arenténniel ran over to Elentáríel's easel and found where Elen's star Gatheniel used to be, where Elen, the Voidlord she was fighting, and the black hole were. "What if we put a new star right where Gatheniel was? Would that get rid of the black hole or just make another star go out?" Arenténniel might have been on to something, but she wanted to hear what Yavanniel had to say of her idea.

[The Templar High Council]

The magical attack sent forth by Yamirakkelis succeeded in making Ku stop attacking Hadrimmelis by throwing him off of her. Afterwards, Tarasekannú slammed into him, sending him further away while igniting him, causing him a great deal of pain, though the flames were swiftly absorbed. The fire dragon offered a claw to Hadrimmelis, and she promptly took it, getting back on her feet and unfurling her wings once more, still in fighting condition despite everything. The battle was proving to be difficult because of Ku's ability to ignore damage and absorb attacks, but as far as damage to her own avatar was concerned, she had not suffered too much after enduring the Time Demon's attacks, beyond of course the pain of being struck. Even though this was only an avatar of her true self, her black worldscales were not cracked or chipped nor did they display any other sign of damage.

Meanwhile, Ku was obliterated several times over by Aru'va's warp grenades, which shredded his very constitutive elements every single time, only strangled screams of blinded fury interrupting the noise of the detonations. The Time Demon was able to reform after each time, though, but only to end up encased in a bubble from the Rantu's bubble gun. He was about to begin draining the damn thing, but then, Taras' stream of fire burst open the bubble form outside and bathed him in fire once again. Not one to leave the fray, after thanking her brother, Hadrimmelis stepped up next to him, towering over the younger dragon as she reared up and then let out a completely soundless bellow, a psychic roar that used the World-Dragon's vast psionic abilities to systematically tear apart the Time Demon piece by piece and then force him to reform in the same spot, only to begin the process once again. "Sealing him will not work, not this time. We have to end him now." She spoke even as she roared.

Eventually, she stopped, and at that moment, Ku, reformed once again, fell to his knees. Though he was only vaguely humanoid in shape and did not have any recognizable features, it seemed at the moment that he was breathing heavily, but after a moment, he rose up once again.

"I TIRE OF THIS GAME." The Time Demon spoke, his polymorphic voice suddenly much less sardonic and dominating.

Then, suddenly, Ku's form started siphoning everything in the vicinity. Hadrimmelis' eyes went wide and she quickly flew up to Aru'va and Ashyandra, engulfing them with her dark red membrane wings in order to protect them from the destruction of the Time Demon. Though there was very little to siphon in that empty space at first glance, it was noticeable that Ku was still gaining a massive ammount of power, somehow. After a moment, Hadrimmelis understood why. In the broadset and most metaphysical, all-encompassing way possible, Time could be defined by some as the path that an entity followed, which, in all cases, ultimately ended in the destruction of said object. Time, thus, could equal death. That was the power Ku was employing at the moment. Not their death, no, for even though the World-Dragons could die, their end could not be woven by time itself. But she could tell, she could sense the death of concepts around her. Light died, as did warmth, and darkness, and cold. They could be brought back, of course, but they no longer had their own place in that battlefield: they were alien to it now. Erroneous. Misplaced.

The World-Dragon was then shocked by what she felt. Their power. It was dying, too. The power of those present in the battlefield, other than Ku, who was still busy siphoning everything around him. They would not die if he was left to complete his drain, no, but they would be powerless to stop him afterwards.

Startled, Hadrimmelis released Aru and Ashy from their winged stronghold, and then pointed at Ku with a claw.

"Release everything you have on him! Now! Or we won't be able to stop him!" She roared, both to her friends and to her siblings, before granting the Rantu and the Vokornian a fraction of her power and unleashing the rest upon Ku in a maelstrom of elemental obliteration and psionic annihilation.

In the mean time, strange mists gathered around the battlefield, away from Ku.

"I understand. I suppose now we try to obliterate him!" While Hadri protected the smaller beings, Taras gathered an immense amount of flame in his throat. When Yami attacked, Taras was bringing stone, metal, and darkness into the mix. And as Hadri ordered the attack, it was all electrically charged.

Finally, Taras let loose a terrifying roar, and his breath attack sailed forth. Fire, stone, steel and shadow, all crackling with electricity, flew at lethal speeds towards the Time Demon. Though the metal, darkness, and electric elements eventually died out of the continued stream, the remaining fire, stone, and lava was still very much a threat. It looked like a fire hose of molten earth being sprayed at Ku, and it would be surely lethal to any normal being. But Ku was not normal, and Taras kept attacking alongside his sisters to ensure Ku's demise.

[Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos]

Salis got up from his cot with a groan. He stretched as his joints popped and his back ached. All of Salis' life had been a struggle for survival, and as a result his age was catching up to him much faster than expected. Gray was already starting to make an appearance in his hair and beard, and the past few years being some of the roughest in his life hadn't done wonders for him. After getting over some aching joints, he donned his armor and moved out to the entrance of the cave. The crisp mountain air blew snow around in the bright morning and nipped at his body. Ra's approached as he always did. Appearing from the snow at the same time every morning. As Ra's approached his pupil, he noticed that something seemed to be wrong with him. Usually he would simply have Salis train through it, but this seemed different. Having been many different ages many times over, Ra's was attuned to the stresses of each. Salis seemed to age almost faster than others because of what he had been through and seen. It was time to remedy that.

"Come," stated Ra's when he came within earshot of Salis. Interested by this change in routine, he followed the man as the trekked through the snow. After some time they came to another cave. It seemed bare and drab, almost completely unremarkable. The old Salis would have complained about the uselessness of such a venture. Time with Ra's had taught him patience though,and he held his tongue. Stepping forward, Ra's inserted his sword into a crack within the wall. As his blade pushed in, a passageway opened on one of the walls. Once again following Ra's, Salis watched as it opened to a large cavern with a pit of green liquid that almost seemed to glow.

"Welcome to the Lazarus Pit," stated Ra's as they entered, "I have found many of these pits over the decades that I have lived. All have the same unknown substance and all do the same thing. A man withered and dying may enter and come out young and strong. You could have the most fatal of injuries or diseases and return as if nothing had ever happened. I have used these to keep myself alive for hundreds of years. Now, the ravages of time beset you. Your many trials have caused you to age at what seems to be an abnormal rate. I told you your allegiance would give you access to all my resources. Take this a proof of my word."

Salis' head swam as Ra's unloaded this mass of information. Everything about the man clicked in his head. The experience, the healed wound, the youth, the wisdom. It all made sense now. Looking into the pit, he saw his reflection. His mask was not on and he could see the grey creeping in. To not have to worry about death or age. It would be wonderful. Salis turned to Ra's and kneeled.

"What you are offering me is something I could never dream of. Thank you." With that, Salis moved to enter the pit. As he went in, his life flashed by his eyes. His body writhed as the substance worked it's magic and reversed his age. Everything blurred and he didn't know the past from present or what he was doing. Then it stopped. The next thing he knew, Salis was dragging himself out of the pool and gasping for air. Slowly his senses returned to him and he scrambled to his feet, moving back to the edge. He looked down at his reflection and saw that he was young again. no older than his mid twenties. Getting up, he rolled his joints and hopped lightly, experimenting with his new found youth. It all worked wonderfully. He turned to Ra's and thanked him again for this wonderful gift.

"Take it and use it instead of groveling," said Ra's, "I have given you life, do not waste it. Now, back to our studies." As the two men exited the cave, the hidden passage closed shut behind them. The day awaited, and it was time to test his new physicality with a real challenge.

[Siliarba]

CeeCee

Running as fast as I can, stumbling, nearly falling many times over. I was a trained soldier, have death stare me straight in the eyes and I stare right back, but this situation made me fumble like a teenage girl running in high heels. The first time, the first time since I can remember than there's no connection between me and DeeDee, I've never felt alone in my life and now I feel so alone all I can think about is finding her before I'm alone forever. Nearing the Devil's Den, the connection snapped back in place, but something was wrong, I could feel DeeDee but it didn't feel like DeeDee, it felt different. The link might have returned but it was like a radio station broadcasting in a storm, lots of static.

Stumbling I fell to my knees holding my head, the static was hurting me to the point I could barely think. One thing was clear though, DeeDee wasn't in the Den, she was in the building south of it which we bought to turn in to our home. Getting back up, fighting through the pain I limped to the building, the windows were shattered, burn marks spread all the way down to the street yet no sign of anything having actually burned. Using the suit I jumped to the second floor, looking for what happened. Then I saw her, DeeDee, but in the skin of a demon. The static made sense now, the person I'm linked to changed so the frequency is all wrong, it needs to recalibrate. She must've done something to skyrocket her powers so until mine rise as well there will be static.

Regardless of this revelation, anger swelled inside of me, DeeDee was impulsive, didn't think before acting and it has gotten us in to trouble before, but turning herself in to a demon, that's a next level of carelessness.

CeeCee & DeeDee

"What did you do?" pain and anger clearly filled that question. DeeDee turned around a bit surprised, the static clearly hadn't been troubling her much, right now she's the emitter, and I'm the receiver, so this is the one thing that can only affect one of us wile everything else affects us both. "Erm, hi CeeCee, first of, not my fault, the book betrayed me, I didn't ask it to do this it just suddenly said goodbye and changed me." "I don't care how it happened, I know you, you somehow caused it to happen and you never stopped to think of what your actions could beget!" "You don't understand, I was only allowed to have the book for a day so I had to read it quickly, and reading it was all that I did, I didn't plan to use it, it used itself there was no way I could have expected that." "A book with the power to turn humans in to demons, you're a god damn genius when it comes to magic. You take one look at something magical and you can tell it's capabilities so don't give me this bullshit that you had no idea to find out. I bet you were so greedy for it's secrets you didn't even notice that it broke the link between us even if only temporarily! Your greed blinded you like it always does!"

During my angry screams I had grabbed DeeDee by the shoulders and pushed her against a wall, anger was controlling my movements instead of me. Just like DeeDee had been consumed by a lust for power anger was consuming me right now. "You're hurting me CeeCee, I know you're angry but hurting me doesn't help anything, plus you're also hurting yourself." "I don't give a damn right now I can handle the pain, what I need now is to make you understand that this is not al right, you may have doomed both of us with your damn hunger for power!"

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Somewhere in orbit
"Source of great rage detected" And just like that a red ring set a course down to earth, flying passed the remains of the Joker's Funhouse in the direction of the Devil's Den.

[Charmera]

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Sarah sighed, clearly displeased that the conversation had come to this. Worst of all was that Hanah was smiling at them and doing the puppy eyes thing again. If the eldest Grimm could subdue men and women to her will with merely looking at them in the eye, Hanah's look was only slightly less effective in getting her what she wanted, and for a moment there the pale woman was sorely tempted to just let the wolf girl do as she pleased, but she knew better than to give in to such an impulse. After all, there was no telling what could happen if Hanah got drunk and had the brilliant idea to transform into her werewolf form; worse yet, there was no telling what could happen after she returned to her regular state, since she would be severely weakened and dizzy, a prime target for someone to take advantage of, assuming she could get away from her sisters' vigilant gaze anyway. Of course, it was unlikely that any of this would happen, given the nature of the Devil's Den, but Sarah didn't know this and Samantha didn't mention it, if she knew.

"Little flower, we've talked about this." Sarah said, at that moment seeming the very image of a kind and caring mother figure.

"If you touch so much as a single drop of alcohol I'm going to have to sequester Mister Teddy."

Hannah's eyes widened suddenly a the threat, her smile gone. She took a step back. fear in her eyes. "No. Don't take him. Please..." She begged. She suddenly looked down. "I'll be good. Just don't take him away from me." She said, the colour having drained from her face to the point where she began resembling her sister even more. "You don't understand. He's mine. He's mine. You can't take him. You can't!" She exclaimed, not shouting or screaming, but obviously distressed at the idea of her Teddy friend being taken. She had to resist the urge to transform, her memory drifting back to the day they got teddy. To the day when she had her in her arms. Even with her sisters, Teddy was sacred to Hannah. No one else could have him.

[Charmera]

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Etla blinked.

"Ihra... We don't breathe." She stated.

But then she shook her head. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. This city's just one of many, there's no reason you should have a bad time in every single one of them. I've had lots of fun here on Earth, personally. Besides, we'll show you the good stuff! Right, Craig?" The blonde Rainborn asked, turning towards the taller man, still smiling as she looked at him with boundless enthusiasm. She was truly thrilled to see her sister here on Earth with her, so spending some quality time with her was top priority right now, and if she could get her to get along well with Craig, then all the better.

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Sarah sighed, clearly displeased that the conversation had come to this. Worst of all was that Hanah was smiling at them and doing the puppy eyes thing again. If the eldest Grimm could subdue men and women to her will with merely looking at them in the eye, Hanah's look was only slightly less effective in getting her what she wanted, and for a moment there the pale woman was sorely tempted to just let the wolf girl do as she pleased, but she knew better than to give in to such an impulse. After all, there was no telling what could happen if Hanah got drunk and had the brilliant idea to transform into her werewolf form; worse yet, there was no telling what could happen after she returned to her regular state, since she would be severely weakened and dizzy, a prime target for someone to take advantage of, assuming she could get away from her sisters' vigilant gaze anyway. Of course, it was unlikely that any of this would happen, given the nature of the Devil's Den, but Sarah didn't know this and Samantha didn't mention it, if she knew.

"Little flower, we've talked about this." Sarah said, at that moment seeming the very image of a kind and caring mother figure.

"If you touch so much as a single drop of alcohol I'm going to have to sequester Mister Teddy."

Ihra paused, then nodded absently. "Right. We don't... Still though... It sounds strange. The last time I saw a Rainborn putting something in his mouth it was Erti. And we had to put it out in the end..." Ihra supposed some medical knowledge broke through. Respiratory systems actually made a surprising amount of sense to Ihra. Then she sighed. "Fine. I'll come. Youre just going to drag me to join in if I don't... Just like..." She paused. She flashed back to that incident. "Never mind." She added quickly.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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Sarah very nearly flinched at her little sister's sudden change in demeanor, silently chiding herself for screwing up that badly as she watched Hanah step back and look down in fear. The eldest Grimm sister frowned, taking a step towards Hanah before stopping herself. If she approached too sudddenly she might cause more trouble, she reasoned, it was best to try to solve this with words. She hadn't expected that the teddy bear threat would make Hanah feel this upset and distressed, and that hadn't been her intention at all, but now there was nothing she could do about it, except fixing it of course.

"Hanah, it's alright." She said, approaching slowly. "I won't take him, I promise." She continued. "It was wrong for me to threaten you to take away the teddy, I'm sorry for that. But you have to understand, Hanah, that I just want you to be safe and I don't want anything to happen. That's why I don't want you to drink any alcohol, because I worry about you." She stated. By now she was close enough to touch her little sister, and at that moment, she pulled her sister into a tight hug. "So let's just go to that place and forget that this happened, okay? Do you forgive me?"

[New Rob Halfordia]

Okarot was slightly taken aback by what Alex told him. Supposedly, Alex had had unlimited power at his disposal, and was baffled as to why anyone would give up such a thing. Perhaps, he lost the thrill of combat, and opted to remove his powers to make things interesting. Either way, he knew that if he sat around and talked all day, he'd accomplish nothing.

"His name is Alex", he said to Lisa, before turning back to the gold haired magician, "Alex, I'm going to train in another one of these time chambers. I've found my own limit in the for of Super Saiyan 3, and now that I've found it, I wish to break it. You can join me if you'd like. Such a room is cut off from the normal universe, and cannot be destroyed or damaged. It's nothing but a white void, prime for pushing yourself to your limits and beyond. Not only that, but time passes at 365 times the speed of the outside dimension. That means, you can get a year's worth of training in a day. It's how I've gained so much power since you've last met me."

"I guess I'll join you. The most recent fight I had could have gone better. It took three gods, a Kryptonian, and an army of superbeings all gassed up on magic steroids to bring down. I haven't had a real fight in ages. But I'm going to warn you now. I'm going to be much more difficult to fight now than I was when we first met. I'm not tough anymore. So I have to rely on some other things to get by." He said and in a small flash of white, went from translucent to completely solid. "If you wanted to see how powerful I was at full strength, I could go get my girlfriend. She's every bit as strong as I used to be. Maybe even more. It wouldn't take long and you'd probably get a better physical workout from her than you would me."

He turned to Lisa. "I'm Alex. Sorcerer from Earth. Formerly known as the Golden Guardian. Nice to meet you." Training with Okarot? That could be something. Though he would have to rely more on his tricks. In a straight fight, he wouldn't last long at all. He would have to fight on his own terms if he wanted to stand around. But on the plus side, he would likely be able to develop some new spells. Which he always welcomed.

Okarot cracked his knuckles as he prepared for the technique which would bring them to the time chamber. Normally, he used instant transmission to move around from place to place, but across dimensions, a different move was needed. A potent combination of both reality warping, and matter manipulation. Unfortunately, it took a marginal amount of effort to perform the move on others and himself. So, that meant he needed to focus. He smiled as he stuck his hand out towards Alex, "I'm gonna bring us to the Time Chamber now. In case you haven't undergone matter deconstruction before, you might get a slight headache. Or, a pounding migraine. Either is possible.", he said, as something strange happened.

Both he and Alex began to break down into small iridescent cubes, ranging in a variety of colors. The cubes disappeared shortly after breaking off of the body, and soon, they were both entirely gone, transported to a whole different dimension. But, when they rematerialized, they were somewhere very different. This time, they where in a room, surrounded by an empty void. Okarot smiled, "Well Alex. Welcome to the one and only Hyperbolic Time Chamber."

[The Republic of Atria]

"I've been taken apart at the atomic level more than once." He said as they appeared in the chamber. "Though it was a circumstance where I wasn't supposed to live. I suppose that's what happen when you take on gods." He said and looked around. "The only time chamber, but not the only dimension like this. I've been to several. Though they were far more hostile." He smirked and snapped his finger which sparked a bit. "Well then, let's not waste any time." He said as magic energies coated his hands and he floated into the air. "Fair warning. I'm going to be unlike any opponent you've ever faced. It's not going to be as simple as last time. Keep hitting eachother until one of us falls over? Nah. For example..."

Alex vanished, only for one of him to surround Okarot in the cardinal directions: In the front, behind him, and on both of his left and right sides. "Here's the kicker." The one behind him says. "I'm messing with your ability to sense Ki. I wouldn't rely too much on it if I were you. But I don't need to tell you how to fight. You're a Saiyan after all. So let's see how you handle a simple elemental barrage." The one in front of Okarot shot hellfire, the one from behind, ice chilled to absolute zero, the on of the right fired lightning that rivaled Thor's, and the one on the left shot razor sharp wind. "They won't kill you, but I'm pretty sure it'll hurt like hell."

[New Neros]

World War III
The Day of Rage

News outlets and media reported on events that happened too fast for the government's of the world to react upon. Even the Justice League was rapidly outpaced and over-encumbered with the mission of tracking every possible place Mad Max could be at. What shocked them and indeed the world was that, despite the fact that Max couldn't be found, he wasn't particularly hiding. He was striking randomly across the globe and simply bringing absolute devastation and bloodshed wherever he went. Any local heroes in the area would be slaughtered and left on display as a symbol of the Mad King's wrath and sheer power. He was simply disappear from the crime scene with no visible trace, but the scope of his attacks led many to name conflict World War 3, as Max not only fought and killed heroes and villains alike, but tore through nations with no signs of fatigue.

Many heroes, news groups, villains, and think tanks intended to guess Max's next move or location, and sadly, it was the Teen Titans who proved to be the ones to correctly guess that he would strike Australia. It was based on a wild assumption, a total guess, but the young heroes knew that they were right and wrong at the same time when the Mad King appeared, slamming down in the outback like a fallen meteor. They were right that Max would come, but they were wrong to try and stop him. The team was composed of Wonder Girl, Bunker, Beast Boy, and Raven - yet led by Red Robin - and they held firm and ready as Mad Max climbed out of the crater he made from his entrance.

"Mad Max..." Red Robin called out in a serious tone, "Funny you should show up in Australia of all places." The quip made no dent in Max's stoic and almost annoyed appearance and demeanor. It was as if the team was simply an inconvenience in his day-to-day routine than a perceivable threat. Red Robin noticed that the joke didn't do much, but continued on. "You're to surrender, Maxwell, so that you can face the punishment for your war crimes and crimes against humanity."

"War crimes?" Max asked, his deep tone unremarkable yet poignant as well, "The actions of a single man denote a war in progress, you'd think many would simply just...stay out of my way."

"That's where you're wrong, Max." Red Robin said, his team tensing up and readying themselves, "There will always be heroes to stop people like you." Red Robin said furiously, "You're nothing but a traitor to your own kind, a mass murdering psychopath, and a kingdomless king. Titans, Go!" Red Robin yelled, his team jumping forward and all coming at Mad Max at once, the Mad King narrowing his eyes at the words of Tim Drake, allowing Wonder Girl to slam her fist into his abdomen, which shocked the girl entirely, as Max didn't even budge, as if Cassandra was normal and struck a brick wall.

Unflinching, Max was suddenly engulfed in a flurry of green fur as Beast Boy attacked him as a panther - Mad Max managing to grab the young hero's form around the neck and apply steady pressure, Beast Boy unleashing a vicious series of claw attacks that slashed around Max's body and dug deep, blood drawing forth and causing Max to slam the feline hard against the outback sands, dazing the animal and causing it to revert back into a humanoid form. Suddenly, a massive block of purple energy slammed into Max and drove him far from Wonder Girl and Beast Boy, but it only went a few meters back before dissipating entirely into Max's open palm. "I suppose morals are off, then." Max said, "You've taken your best shots, and none have so much as scratched me." He said, the wounds inflicted by Beast Boy's claws sealing and healing instantly. "Truth be told, there were no morals in this fight to begin with."

The Teen Titan Bunker charged at Max with an assortment of purple-colored energy constructs, slamming them all into him with hopeless disregard for Red Robin's order to pull back and away - the blocks of energy simply disappearing before they even collided with Max as he absorbed their entire essence. Still, dust and sand was thrown into the air and obscured sight of Max. Bunker lowered himself to the ground and looked all around himself, taking a glance back at his team, whose eyes grew wide and terrified. Bunker turned to look back - laying eyes on the charging fist of Mad Max as it made landfall against his chest at hypersonic speeds. He didn't get time to comprehend what happened, hear the sound, or even feel the force of the impact as it launched Bunker's body several miles away. He died on impact - the ruthless Mad King refusing to hold back. "You all had a hand in starting this war." He said calmly, tightening his fist as Bunker's teammates felt the collective shock of watching one of their own die.

"You want a war?! I've got your war right here!" Wonder Girl screamed after Bunkers death, delivering a vicious uppercut to Max's jawline as she rushed him, Max launching up in the air. Cassandra followed and began to use Max's chest like a speedbag, tears in her face, not seeing that Max was dodging her blows with almost minimal effort.

"You're a kitten..." Max said, catching Wonder Girl off guard slight, "Threatening war with a LION!" Max screamed. He then blitzed forward and threw his fist with such speed and velocity that it didn't cause Wonder Girl to fly like Bunker did, no, she was far more durable and sturdy than him - it was something far worse. But it meant nothing to the power behind Mad Max's punch, "I will show you WAR!" He said finally, driving his fist straight through Wonder Girl's chest and abdomen, spraying her blood and guts all out on the other side. Max retracted his punch in the most sickening sound possible, Wonder Girl instantly dropping to the ground below. Raven screamed, Beast Boy and Red Robin watching the entire scene play out and were even further shocked and disturbed at the sight.

Mad Max suddenly looked off to one direction, a dusty breeze rattling his form. He then turned back to the remaining members of the Teen Titans and spoke to them from high above them - his fist still dripping red with Wonder Girl's blood. "My business here is done. I've gotten what I need, and you three are lucky that my attention is drawn elsewhere. Worry not, your deaths will come soon enough, but for now, the haunting images of your fallen comrades will serve as a reminder that I am coming, and I will not hold back." He said calmly, "And nothing and no one will ever save you." With that, Max flew away from the scene, leaving the three remaining members of the Teen Titans to sink down and wallow in their grief, Max leaving them in an emotional state almost worse than death.

But, a specific energy signature was detected by Mad Max in the North Pole, and that was where his next target was. The strongest hero on Earth, the sole symbol for hope and justice that humanity had left as Mad Max ripped the carpet out from under them threw the world into a chaotic tailspin of war, famine, and disease. What the Teen Titans didn't know was that prior to Max's arrival in the outback, he had laid waste to Sydney and most of Australia's eastern coastline. As more heroes and nations fell, more and more were rising to the challenge to put a stop to one man who wages a horrific, global war.

[Lavan Tiri]

Sonja quirked an eyebrow at the man. Lazarus Hope. The crazy sunuvabitch. But now, she knew his name, and no one could hide from the Knightstone master computer.

Aaron shot a sideways look at his boss. She recognized this guy, obviously. But if they knew each other, why was the man introducing himself.

"Certainly, Mr. Hope, but first, I've a question." Sonja said, leaning close to whisper in Laz's ear.

"Throw any cleavers recently?"

Lazarus grinned at the remark.

"I figured you'd recognize me even without the mask. Should've dyed my hair, heh. Anyway, no I haven't thrown any cleavers lately." the Talon answered with an amused tone.

"Now, I originally was just going to buy some of your wares; but with you knowing who I am, I'd like to talk about some things. I think you would agree that it'd be better to do so in private. It'll be safe, don't worry - I'm unarmed. If I try anything, Ironheart's gonna stop me like last time." said the Butcher as he eyed the half Kryptonian.

"For the record, I apologize for the last incident. I've had some time to think about it." Lazarus said finally.

Sonja gave a tight little smile. "Of course. Please, come with me."

She grabbed Laz' arm and nearly dragged him to her private elevator, with Aaron following. After scanning her fingerprint, Sonja pulled Laz through the door, and when that closed, she pushed him up against the back wall. "Mr. Hope, if you try anything, my associate Ironheart will fling you from the highest window in the tower. And I'll never be blamed."