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

[Charmera]

-snip

Paras crouched down like a loaded spring as Okarot charged his attack, his visuals quickly making out the power readings from them and determining them all to be low level, blockable, and such. The Saiyan Cyborg opted to use the barrage attempt to close the gap between himself and Okarot and hopefully unleash his last, fight-ending attack here and now. As soon as the Saiyan elite unleashed his assault, Paras sprung forward and began to slap the attacks out of his way as he charged Okarot - knowing his Super Saiyan 3 transformation was nearing it's absolute limit with Okarot "letting loose" when he could barely hold it outside of the Time Chamber.

But Paras soon came to one and made the slapping motion to toss it out of the way, but his eyes focused on it just too late as the energy attack arced onto his hand, and then engulfing his entire arm in an electric shock of unimaginable caliber. The pulse worked much the same as a regular person would and caused Paras' synthetic muscles to contract against his own will, launching the cyborg backwards at great speed and power, slamming into the side of a mountain some miles away. Paras saw a blue screen with alien writing flash before him, and then darkness - which itself was suddenly replaced by a green bar that quickly raced across the screen. "System reboot failed - Biological back-up initializing." A voice said in Paras' head, the man's eyelids sliding back and revealing his yellow pupils, the side of his face burnt away by the electrical discharge and showing his metal plating below.

The real Paras awoke from years of slumber following his ill-fated mission before the fall of Planet Vegeta, and his first sight was a golden haired Saiyan rushing towards him. He hardly knew anything other than to fight and fight to win, so his technical abilities were almost lost on him, had it not been for his cybermind subtly influencing his primal flight or fight instinct. Paras clutched his hand together in a tight fight, raising it up to the charging, elite warrior. A memory flashed before his eyes briefly, before being taken back to the fight by a warning from his cybernetics. "Power supply low - Draining quickly. Caution is advised."

"What the fuck is caution?" Paras muttered to himself, clenching his teeth and he reared his head and chest back - his fist launching off of his wrist like a hyper-relativistic missile, the Saiyan cyborg screaming, "ROCKET PUUUNCH!" on instinct, his power systems draining from that last and final attack - his biological components slipping back into unconsciousness, the stress of awaking after so long already taking it's toll. Whether he lived or died in this fight, Paras reckoned he would deal with it when h awoke - either in this life or the next.

It was at that moment when a being pierced the dimensional view between another universe and this pocket dimension. She too had been fighting, as evidence by her condition. Though her form was glorious to behold, she had burn marks and damaged pieces everywhere. The portal behind her slowly shrank as she walked out, her armour crumbling around her as she looked towards the fight before her. Revealing the android herself, who noted that she had changed considerably since her journey to an alternate universe. Not just in experience and mind, but her whole body had changed. Become more human for some reason. Lisa frowned, wondering why this change had taken place.

At least I still have my wings... though is looking more human so bad?

She then noticed the fight before her, two.. saiyans? That was what they were. Though they were both different. One radiated a power she was not familiar with, and another was metal like herself, though also biological. She could tell by reading ambient energy in space and the spaces between atoms in their structure. It was simple enough for her to do so now.

Lisa frowned, wanting to get involved in the fight. Break it up. This seemed like a death match rather than a mere sparring match. But... Apathy encircled her for once in her existance, not having enough energy to perform this task. She sighed. Hoping this would not end badly...

[The Starlight]

Ruby followed Kylie to New York and to the roof of the Justice Queens headquaters. Then, a woman walked through the roof's entrance door and Kylie greeted her with a hug, indicating that the two were close and that the woman Ruby then learned whose name was Cora was probably a part of the female superhero team Kylie talked about.

"Nice to meet you." Ruby greeted Cora back as she shook her hand. Then, another woman, Katie appeared through the roof's entrance and was also promptly greeted with a hug from Kylie.

Katie had greeted Kylie pretty much as Cora had, with excitement and a big smile on her face. But then it became obvious that something was bothering her as her expression shifted to one of dejection and she released a weary sigh. Ruby was strangely silent for a few seconds after Katie greeted her.

"Oh... your boy-" Ruby initially began before she stopped herself. "Erm, nice to meet you. Do... do we choose our own rooms or are we assigned one?" Ruby asked.

Valancy appeared soon after Katie, teleporting herself through a plot. "Cheater," she muttered cheekily to Katie, before hearing and seeing the two new arrivals. "Well, hello, Ruby and Atiala. Welcome to the Justice Queens. I'm Valancy, call me Val. It's good to have some new members. Oh hey, Kylie, welcome back!"

-snip-

"To answer your question, Rob, once Vannis had ordered his men to start killing, I drove to his base and took his base down. Then, I pursued him. Just after I had blown their tires, a "Mask" as you call them, literally swooped in and broke his neck. I tried to tell him that killing him would only make the situation worse, but he had a feud with Vannis. Since when, Rob, have Bats killed?" she hissed, glaring at him. "And what have I done to folks like you? From day one of putting on this suit I have attempted to defend the people of this city who could not defend themselves. I don't have time to be arguing with you." she rubbed her forehead. "With the Batman missing there has only been only one person attempting to stop the storms of darkness: me. I'll probably be seeing you folks again. Right now, however, I need to talk with Gordon." she said, walking to the Batmobile and driving off.

-snip-

He tumbled to the ground, sucking in large amounts of air before he was able to respond. "Well, you know, the only thing that can improve physical vigor is more practice and exercise..." he said hopefully, glancing up at the Rainborn. He was a bit disappointed when she turned away, but this was another Rainborn, so it was understandable. Getting up, he walked over. "Hello, Ihra. Welcome to Earth. I'm sorry to hear that your first experience here wasn't so nice, but we're not all like that. Anyway, I'm Craig." he said, smiling at her.

[Tomia]

Cora
Cora turned to Ruby, who seemed like she was going to say something but didn't. "You can take any empty room you'd like. We have plenty of them on our floors of the building. We keep the top floors for ourselves and then Valancy rents out the ones on the lower floors for revenue." She explained to Ruby before turning to Valancy.

"Hey Valancy, what's up? You were with Katie? Did something happen? She mentioned something about Roy, is something wrong?"

[World Anarchic Union]

Suikan woke up smelling ash. As he stood up, abruptly, he could see flames surrounding his house as well as the entirety of the city. The firefighters were, seemingly, not present, as no one could be seen outside the house, spraying the large fire. He quickly wore his Gi and went out, to see the city being destroyed. Many people were laying on the ground, some injured, some dead. Many were running to escape. He picked up a woman that had broken her leg and transported her out of the city, where a large crowd had been assembled. As he returned to the city, he heard a voice.
"Suikan, I knew what you would do before you did it."
Suikan turned his head to see two people standing on the debris of a fallen and destroyed house. He didn't recognize them, the first being a bulky, pale looking man, and the second a shorter but seemingly strong figure, pale as well.
"Who are you?" Suikan asked, having a negative feeling from them.
"My name is Era and my friend here is Neva. We know your father." The shorter man, Era, laughed, coldly.
"We are here on his command.Your father is a monster that attacks races in order to gain strength. ." He laughed.
"He wanted to get stronger and he has, destroying our home planet.He promised us and our whole race,freedom if we kill you."
Suikan gulped
Era laughed, again.
"Just so you know, it is nothing personal. Now." Era put his hands together in a fist and jumped forward, head on to Suikan.

He avoided the hit, but not the hit from Neva as well. He felt something heavy punching his face, and he was thrown to a nearby wall. Before he could regain his footing, Era had attacked again, kicking Suikan through the wall. Before he could fall down, Neva had managed to get behind him, punching him in the air. As Suikan was being thrown, Neva and Era came together, and started firing a barrage of energy blasts, purple in color, in the direction of Suikan. He managed to dodge some, but some still hit, launching him further up in the air.
"So weaker than your father." Era laughed, continuing the energy attacks.

Suikan jumped towards the two attackers, avoiding their attacks. He grabbed Era by the head, while kicking Neva away. Before he could attack Era, he felt a pain on his chest, from an energy blast from Era. He was launched away again. Standing up, he saw Neva flying towards him. Suikan concentrated his energy and unleashed upon Neva. He saw him flying backwards. Era came behind him, attacking him in the back. Suikan gasped, before kicking Era away. With an energy blast, he fired upon him. Seeing as his two opponents were temporarily away from him, Suikan powered up, transforming to a Super Saiyan. The ground shook for a moment, a golden aura surrounding him.
"This is my true power. If you defeat me, while in this form, then you are stronger," He smiled.
"But I doubt it."
Era stood up. He smiled and jumped forward, not realizing Suikan had gained power, only seeing a transformation on the outside. Prepared to attack, he was taken aback by the sudden kick of Suikan, that sent him flying backwards. In an instant, Suikan kicked Neva as well, that was attempting to attack from the back. Suikan fired two energy blasts towards his two opponents, blue in color. While Era managed to avoid it, Neva took it head on, falling backwards, having sustained substantial damage.

Before he could finish Neva, he flew up, accompanying Era. Neva was badly damaged, blood dripping from his injured body.
"You are better than I thought. Your father anticipated this. He is not in his full strength, so he trains . He is more powerful than you, though. I will not give up. There are six others like us, in Earth. Even if we die, there are others to defeat you and be saved from your father and that parasite ."
Era powered up, only a slight increase in power. Neva did too. In a last attempt, they rushed forward. Suikan prepared in a fighting stance. In a matter of seconds, he struck Era, pushing him away, while kicking Neva. Neva however, remained in his place.
"Your father has my wife and my children and I do not know if they have been killed or not. I realize your position. You have to understand mine as well." Neva said, before concentrating power on his right hand and unleashing it towards Suikan. Suikan prepared and, at the last moment, fired an energy wave, they entering a clash. However, Suikan,albeit for little, surpassed Neva in strength, and he quickly gained ground in this clash. Neva was at full power, sweating from the energy. He didn't have any more energy. He let go of his attack, his final words being "Goodbye " before he was struck by the wave, Suikan knowing that this attack would be Neva's last. Neva was dead after the explosion, while Era was gone. Suikan fell on his legs, having given himself much energy. What have you done, Father?

[Tomia]

Samantha Grimm
Samantha led her sisters back to the van to head towards Gotham. When they arrived she planned on crashing on a bed immediately. Finally after what seemed like forever but ended up only being about an hour and a half they finally arrived at what seemed to be a very expensive hotel just outside of Gotham. There didn't seem to be much foot traffic going on, so there were plenty of rooms avaliable, so they rented the best suite avaliable that had three bedrooms and a living room. That seemed perfect for them and Samantha gave her sisters the room keys and headed staight toward their suite which was on the 5th floor. Samantha looked exhausted, and even though she was interested in exploring Gotham, that would have to wait until tomorrow for her.

[New Rob Halfordia]

Okarot was surprised by Paras' move to say the least. As the rocket punch was launched at him, he barely had a chance to yell in surprise before being comically slammed into a plateau. It was incredibly painful, as he had let his guard down for but a moment, but, a moment was all it took. However, as the dust cleared from what used to be a rock formation, Okarot remained intact, along with his Super Saiyan 3 form. But, his power was quickly waning. He had to finish it quick.

His clothes torn, and blood dripping down his face, all of the tired Saiyan's injuries and fatigue hit him at once. The Super Saiyan 3 transformation was like a shot of adrenaline, making injuries and fatigue temporarily fade away from feeling while at it's peak. However, as the form began to wear off, one of the biggest detriments of it became apparent. The adrenaline like sensation would fade, and an entire battle's worth of fatigue and pain would rush into the Saiyan's senses all at once.

The pain was incredible, yet Okarot pushed forward, preparing to finish off the unconscious cyborg once and for all. He began gathering his energy in his hand, to deliver this final blow, and end the battle. It was nearly the last of his energy, so when he released it, he knew he would surely go unconscious, but, in the Time Chamber he was safe. However, the Saiyan suddenly sensed another energy in the chamber with them, and looked over to see what it was.

It was at that moment, that Okarot was distracted from his attack, accidentally, releasing the dormant energy charged in his hand, causing him to begin to fade out of consciousness. He snapped out of Super Saiyan 3 and collapsed to the ground, going unconscious.

[Pygmalionia]

Lazarus Hope | Gotham’s Underground Labyrinth

Lazarus was lead to a room he hadn’t been to within the labyrinth. He quickly realized this room was foreign due to the giant owl statue in the center. In front of the gargantuan idol was a small pedestal with a golden chalice that had an owl engraved on its surface. Standing before it was the presumed Leader of the Owls, while surrounding the room was the entire congregation of the Court.

“Come, Lazarus.” instructed the Grandmaster of the Court. The Butcher obliged as he walked up to the man behind the pedestal, standing right in front of the chalice. His wounds were still fresh, his body aching from the blunt strikes as well. He was in no condition to wipe out the Court, but he figured this would be the best chance to do so.

“Drink from the cup of immortality, Lazarus!” said the Grandmaster. Lazarus grabbed the chalice in his hands, prepareing to drink the unknown fluid.

Suddenly, he felt a knife plunge through his heart. He couldn’t even turn to see who had done it, as he was too exhausted. His eyelids slowly grew heavier, dropping down to obstruct his vision as he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Underground Labyrinth – Court of Owls’ Laboratory

Lazarus opened his eyes slowly, as he saw a single white light above him. This could not be – he had died moments ago. He could feel his insides being injected with an unknown fluid, which somehow made him feel empowered. As his vision grew clearer, he could see the whole court watching him from the rafters as a few doctors in owl masks were tending to him. Lazarus sat up and saw the Grandmaster right in front of him. He didn’t know what to make of the situation, but he tried to ask.

“What have you done with me?” questioned the Butcher. As he continued looking around. He noted the difference he felt in his body as the doctors backed away.

“You are now a fully fledged Talon. Your death was part of the process. You are now stronger than you have ever been. Any attack you suffer shall regenerate within seconds. Be warned, however, the cold shall slow this process.” explained the Grandmaster.

Lazarus couldn’t believe what he heard. He took a scalpel and sliced it across his palm, testing his abilities. Just as the blood gushed, the wound sealed itself in seconds. Lazarus was filled with euphoria. He stood up from the operating table and delivered a hammer fist on it, breaking the iron item in one blow. It was true, he was empowered. He laughed maniacally, both euphoric and unstable from killing his mentor and finding out his new abilities, as he grabbed onto the knife tightly.

“What’s the matter, Talon?” inquired the Grandmaster.

Lazarus suddenly pounced on the leader without warning; but before he could kill him off for good, he saw a bright flash of light before experiencing an incredible burning feeling from within. His mix of pain and pleasure multiplied tenfold within his body. He was subjected to visions – a comet falling from space, the union of a demon and an angel causing chaos; people running awry in a place which seemed like paradise. The Court of Owls watched the whole thing unfold not knowing what to do after seeing a comet like entity enter their newly appointed Talon. Before anyone could do anything else, a wave of holy flame engulfed the whole labyrinth, charring the all of the Court’s members to the bone and causing a short tremor under Gotham. Lazarus heard voices he couldn’t comprehend. One thing was constant, though – a vision of an androgynous Devil-Angel hybrid, and the name Genesis. As the Butcher recovered, he stood up and observed the damage. He was pleased. Whatever had happened he was still about to know. He ripped off his cowl, and got out of the underground labyrinth.

Gotham | Street Alleys

Lazarus got out from one of the sewers. He was surprised he could even get out due to the damage underground. As he got out, however, there were a bunch of gangsters watching him. They were all approaching the Butcher, not thinking anything of his red pupils.

“Give us all your money and we’ll let you go, lil girl!” said one of the Goons, taking into account Lazarus’ rather feminine face.

“I’d rather you all just died. Rid yourself of this world and do everyone a favor.” Lazarus remarked coldly. To Lazarus, his voice sounded normal. To the goons, however; they heard an almost celestial voice coming from the white haired man. They were possessed by a desire to follow the man in front of him despite them not wanting two. Before the Butcher could ready himself for a fight, the goons suddenly all shot each other; all of them dropping to the ground dead. Lazarus’ pupils became blue once more. The feeling of both good and evil raged within him once more before subsiding just as fast as it came.

“That was..weird.” Lazarus said to himself. He needed to know what just happened to him; but first, he had to find a place to rest. He took one of the goons’ clothing and wore them, keeping his Talon armaments hidden under a jacket. With all the chaos that had ensued that night, all Lazarus wanted to do now was rest.

[The Fallen Jedi]

- Snip -

"Come on Kazuko, surely you must have much brighter Ideas than just a full-frontal assault?!" Asumar yelled, obviously dissatisfied with Kazuko's fighting style, it was far too easy to decipher to say the least, and Asumar knew that his brother should have been able to think of something at this point, watching as Kazuko broke through the barrier that was composed of a mass of solidified black tendrils, Kazuko attempted to push forward with yet another full-frontal assault. Asumar harmlessly weaved out of the way of such attacks, while at the same time, a solid black sword began to form quite a distance away from the two brothers that were training each other "His attacks are speeding up..." Asumar said to himself, still being able to block almost every punch that came his way "Stop fucking around and actually think!" Asumar launched a psionic wave that sent Kazuko flying back against the trees "Do you really think that our normal tactics will work against differing enemies?! I know that neither of us are even trying, but if you don't adjust yourself, then I'll end up actually killing you!" Asumar spat with disgust.

Kazuko's eyes narrowed, Asumar was getting serious, he could tell by the tone in Asumar's voice. Kazuko stood back up with a determined look on his face "Don't think for a moment that I'm as much as a traditionalist as Alpha 07 is!" Growled Kazuko as he unleashed a psionic blast of energy that was countered by Asumar's energy-based constructs that formed a shield around his brother. Asumar responded in kind by releasing a powerful psionic wave, followed by a multi-directional attack that consisted entirely of Black Tendrils and extending energy constructs. Kazuko, who was too focused on stopping Asumar's psionic wave called upon the power of the natural life around him, the thick roots of the trees around him bursting up from the ground and grabbed hold of the tendrils and energy constructs, stopping the advance of Asumar's attack "Is he serious about this?" Pondered Kazuko.

A slight smile formed on Asumar's face as he now knew that his brother was calling upon the powers bestowed to him, this was followed by the rumbling that took place below him, extremely thick and durable roots rising out of the ground beneath him, forcing Asumar to abandon his psionic attack on his brother as he weaved out of the way of the oncoming roots with extreme and precise movements. Asumar quickly realized that the sword produced by his tendrils had been completed "Excellent, the Reaper Sword Is ready to use, this should surprise Kazuko." Asumar said to himself as he called the Reaper Sword to him. The item responded to his call, quickly mutating into nothing but a stack of black smoke that made it's way to Asumar, reforming at the last moment, allowing Asumar to grab hold of it. Asumar smiled as he looked towards the swarm of roots that came rushing towards him "Let's see you face off against this!" Exclaimed Asumar, slicing the sword horizontally, spinning along with it until a shockwave of black energy shot forward in all directions, cutting the oncoming vines in half and ceasing their rapid advance.

Kazuko was surprised, no, he was amazed at how Asumar controlled his newfound power so well, he advanced to such a stage that he was able to manifest weapons of his choosing when manipulating his tendrils "Impressive use of your tendrils, forming a weapon of such caliber must take a lot of time!" Kazuko said with a nod, noticing how such a sword was able to cut through the roots which had their durability enhanced with Kazuko's own energy. Kazuko figured that now it was his objective to disarm Asumar, Kazuko then called forth the roots to his arm, the roots coiling around him as his arm quite literally became the gauntlet for the massive sword that was spawned entirely out of roots. the Root Sword then became engulfed in a brilliant green aura that gave the appearance of it's Sword-like structure "It's not like Asumar will let me get close without a fight, so I guess I have to fight my way there!"

Asumar watched as Kazuko too created a sword out of his own signature skill, so it did seem that Kazuko had improved somewhat after Nightmare attacked Sigma Galli Prime, but now Asumar wanted to know how did Kazuko intend to make his way towards him, it wasn't like Asumar was just going to sit there and let him get an opening on him. It was at this point that a lone Masaki Guardian (01-1) walked towards the site of the training field, causing both Asumar and Kazuko to stop their sparring session, wishing not to injure the Masaki Guardian much less destroy him "Yes Alpha 01-2, what is it that you require, considering the fact that I asked for us not to be disturbed during this sparring session." Asumar said, obviously annoyed at being disturbed.

Alpha 01-2 gave a deep bow as he rose back up once more "Forgive me Vice Warlord Asumar Masaki," Alpha 01-2 began ", but we have discovered something that has gained the attention of the Alpha Squadron Council, we have discovered a potential data breach within our Central Servers, however, there was no recorded data lost, but we gained the formula for an unidentified serum, we don't exactly know the nature of such a serum, but we need your presence within the conference room so that we may reach a general consensus on what action to perform..."

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5 Minutes Later
Alpha Squadron Conference Room
The Sentry Serum

"So you've found a formula for a serum that we've still been unable to identify?" Asumar asked, looking at the formula necessary to produce said serum, but he was still skeptical of it "Well have you been able to identify the source of it's power, what it is meant to do and why this formula was somehow downloaded into our central server?" Asumar asked, his desire to know how and why this formula was downloaded into the server, considering that only Masaki Guardians who had Beta and Alpha Priority were able to access the central server in it's entirety, no other unit had authorization to access the server without permission.

Alpha 01-3's mechanical eye remained locked on Asumar as he spoke in a monotone voice "No we haven't Vice Warlord Asumar, we don't even know the source of this data breach and who was responsible for such an action, and unfortunately, there is no previous data of this formula existing whatsoever, we've even accessed the SHIELD and CADMUS Databases for knowledge of this serum, but we've come up completely dry but," Alpha 01-3 slowly rose up ", we've discovered that when the formula has been completely synthesized, it produces an energy source so great that we had a hard time accurately determining the power of said individual who obtains the power of the serum-"

This caused Kazuko to quickly rise up "Are you saying that the energy signature of this serum is so great that not even the central server can determine the full power of it?" The Grand Warlord asked, who was obviously surprised that not even the central server was able to entirely pinpoint the full power of the serum, which was now dubbed as Ω-Σ-40 (Omega-Sigma-Forty) "We've increased the power of the Central Server's processing core yet we've been unable to pinpoint the power of Omega-Sigma-Forty?, this must be one hell of a serum if not even our servers can't correctly determine the power of it." Kazuko remarked, who was impressed at how powerful the Serum could potentially be for the Old Masaki Dynasty.

"Yes my lord..." Said a darkened figure, who walked forward, his entire body resembling that of a Masaki Guardian, but this one had the identification of 01-13, the most recently produced Masaki Guardian that was retrofitted the most advanced technology that the Dynasty had to offer, being given the original, unaltered regenerative capabilities of Meta-Cooler's regenerative rate, but this version was altered to the point that only a single fragment of it's data core would be needed for regeneration, this was because Alpha 01-13 was different from his brothers, he was installed with an experimental version of the sentience program that allowed it to have a mind that could go beyond the normal thought processes of it's twelve other brothers, who already had an enhanced thought process, in English: Alpha 01-13 could think faster and more accurately than the other twelve.

"I've determined that this serum is similar in power to the higher tier heroes of Earth, Superman, Thor, Kilian Roth, Dapp, Lord Frost, and many others, sadly I was unable to determine whose energy signature is currently similar to Serum Omega-Sigma-Forty, but what I can confirm is that if we apply this to the new clones of the Alpha and Omega Brothers, the army that we are currently creating, we will become virtually unrivaled in the Intergalactic Spectrum, but in order for us to authorize the usage of this Serum, it must pass a vote from this council, and I suggest that we do this as soon as possible, we never know if this advantageous window will close."

The entire conference room fell silent at Alpha 01-13's shocking discovery, but either way, this was now their chance to gain an unprecedented advantage over other people within the Galactic Spectrum. Alpha 01-1 then spoke up, his voice resonating from within the chambers "All In favor of utilizing Serum Omega-Sigma-Forty for our brand new army?"

Alpha 01-2 rose his hand in agreement "I believe that this will allow the Old Masaki Dynasty to shine, for us to show off our Military Supremacy for all to see, I am in support of utilizing Serum Omega-Sigma-Forty for our new armed forces."

The Majority of the Masaki Guardians (Alpha's 3, 5, 9, 11, 8, and 13) rose their hands up in agreement, supporting Alpha 01-2's explanation, while the more traditionalist Masaki Guardians (Alpha's 1, 4, 6, 7, 10, and 12) Voted against utilizing the Serum, citing that it went against the tradition of the dynasty to utilize such a foreign serum to enhance the power of their Guardians. All eyes were on Asumar, who had his eyes closed and his hands clasped together as he opened his mouth to speak "I am neither for or against utilizing this serum to enhance the power of our units, but this goes against my philosophy of using the powers of others to help protect the ones we hold so very dear, I am voting to abstain from this decision, neither side has my vote for this."

If the Alpha Unit's could have jaw's their jaws would be hanging down in shock, Asumar never voted to abstain from a decision, it was either for or against in Asumar's case, but his new philosophy had decreed that Asumar wanted to rely solely on his own powers to protect those that he loved and those that he cared for. Now all attention was on Kazuko, who would quite literally serve as the tiebreaker for the vote, Kazuko was in deep thought, he desired to do whatever it took to protect the Dynasty, but each side put up vaid arguments, it would go against the Dynasty's policy of relying on it's own power to protect it's people, but perhaps it was time to have a change in Policy. Kazuko opened his eyes, his decision made "While I do indeed agree that this would go against our current philosophy, we must also remember that in the event that we would be attacked by the heroes of Earth, we would suffer severe damage to our infrastructure, I agree to the utilization of Serum Omega-Sigma-Forty."

If voices could kill, this would have caused the Masaki Guardians to quite literally self destruct themselves, this was unprecedented for Kazuko to go against his own policy, to turn away from the Dynasty's document, but it was done. All thirteen units began to file out of the room one by one, with Alpha 01-1 saying in a monotone voice "This session is dismissed, we shall immediately begin synthesis of the Serum and begin handing it out to the Alpha and Omega Army effective immediately."

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

Trophy - The Baxter Building
It's not a pleasant feeling- Knowing you changed the world for the better, and just a few doors down, they've never even heard your name.

My name is Trophy in this world. Henry Monro in the other. Either way, I'm a Hero, son of Storm and the Black Panther. In Henry Monro's world, I was the first Hero in almost a century, thanks to the Scarlet Witch and the House of Magnus. In Trophy's world, I'm a nobody who showed up in the basement of the Baxter Building out of nowhere. Apparently, just before I showed up, they destroyed Asgard. Asgard? There were rumors in my old world that someone called Loki was pulling the strings behind the Regimes, but.. I never imagined it would be the original Trickster. Doesn't matter.

Here in the Baxter Building, Reed Richards and I exchanged histories. I told him the history of my world and about Wanda Maximoff, and in return, he told me as much as he could about his. I have to admit, while mine may be more bloody, his is far more interesting. The Avengers, the X-Men, the Guardians of the Galaxy, the Justice League, the Justice Society, the Justice Queens, probably a couple more Justice teams that I'm forgetting. The Fantastic Four still don't trust me, and with good reason. I wouldn't trust me either. So they decided to send me to meet my parents from this Earth.

On the bright side, not everybody can say they spent their first day on this Earth crossing an ocean to meet their birth mother.

[Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos]

5 Years Later
Salis collapsed face first into the snow, breathing hard as he felt the tip of Ra's' sword rest on the back of his neck. "Again," commanded the Arabian man as his sword lifted from Salis' neck. The past five years quite possibly may have been the hardest in Salis' life. After their talk, Ra's had started a non-stop training regime that had pushed Salis to his limits in every way possible. Practice in hand to hand combat, fencing, martial arts, and the effective usage of almost every weapon imaginable had taken up their days. Only brief respite from their work was allowed, and only when Ra's was needed for something elsewhere. At first Ra's had dominated everything they practiced, Salis only getting close to matching him in more modern weapons like firearms. Over time their fights increased in length though. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. They fought furiously on the mountainside, ignoring the cold and snow as they continued their practices.

As Salis got up from the ground, he picked up his sword from the snow. He had been given the Arabic style weapon fairly early in the training. Though tired, Salis retrieved the weapon and came back to a ready position in front of Ra's. It had become apparent early on that the man didn't tolerate weakness or complaints. You either fought or you died, no in-between. Raising his sword, Salis positioned himself for the fight and charged forward with a swing to the side. Ra's quickly blocked the blow and came around for an underhand strike. Salia could have easily blocked the blow with a portal, but Ra's had made it clear that using his powers would only detract from his skill.

"Learn to beat the strongest opponent without your portals, and you will be able to slaughter any man when you use them," was his response to Salis' complaint. So, instead of a portal Salis met the blow with his own blade. He quickly pulled back after blocking to strike from the left. This continued for some time, the two moving back and forth against each other and exchanging blows. Almost an hour passed before Salis started to falter slightly. Exhaustion and cold were closing in from the constant fighting of the day, and he needed to end the fight soon if he wanted any chance of winning. Suddenly, Ra's seemed to show an opening. It seemed that a lunge towards his lower abdomen would be completely unopposed in that moment. Salis almost leapt at the opportunity, but caught himself. Ra's had used similar tricks before. A fake weakness in his defenses that always proved a trap was a popular tactic of his. Salis decided to use it against him this time though. Stepping forward, Salis lunged forward at Ra's lower abdomen. As predicted, the man dodged to the side and brought the pommel of his sword down towards Salis' apparently off balance body. Instead off falling though, Salis twisted his body and brought his sword up to slash across Ra's' belly. The man's eyes widened in surprise at the move and the crimson line that appeared where Salis' sword made contact.

Ra's fell to his knees and clutches his belly, letting his sword fall into the snow. Salis moved to help him, but Ra's waved him away. "I'll be fine," he said, "go back to the cave. I'll be there shortly."

Salis nodded and complied. He had learned not to question the man. While he shared very little with Salis about anything not imperative to his training, it was clear he had resources and connections. If he said he would be fine, he would. Sitting in the cave, Salis only had to wait about fifteen minutes before Ra's returned. The man looked completely fine upon his return. In fact, Salis could have sworn he looked... younger. With him, Ra's brought a package. The man quickly hoisted it onto the table that they had shared tea at years ago and motioned for Salis to open it. His curiosity piqued, Salis moved forward and opened it to reveal a stunning suit of armor. It seemed Arabian in inspiration and had looked to be light enough for intricate swordplay, yet sturdy enough to keep one amply protected. On its back was an empty sheath, presumably for the sword he had been given.

"It's hand crafted," stated Ra's as he watched Salia eye it over, "the metal bracers on the arms and legs are strong enough to block most blades, and all of it is reinforced with Kevlar."

Salis eyed Ra's with a slight air of suspicion. The man always did things for a reason. "Why are you giving me this?" he asked.

"You defeated me in battle," replied Ra's, "the bulk of your training is complete and you'll need many things to succeed without me. This is one of them. Just know that by accepting this that you are giving me allegiance just as much as I am promise you access to my resources. As long as you help me when I call upon you my contacts and connections are yours."

"Thank you," replied Salis. Moving quickly he donned his new armor and sheathed his sword on his back. Putting on the mask and putting up the hood, he turned to Ra's expectantly. "What now?"

"Now, we start experimenting with your powers."

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Replace spirally top of helmet with black hood.

[The Republic of Atria]

Alex watched the Masakis debate what to do with his serum. He was projecting his consciousness and as such would be undetectable without magic. The Masakis clearly relied strictly on their technology. This was to serve as his beta test for the serum. It worked fine by giving it to one or two people. But introducing it to an entire galactic superpower? If things got too out of hand, he could suppress the serum with his magic, but he wanted to see what would happen on a larger scale. If the results were good, then he would think about introducing it to Earth. He was slightly annoyed by their stubbornness, but then again, people refuse to accept change sometimes.

He was about to appear physically, when he found himself forcibly shunted back into his body which was seemingly floating in empty Space. Despite that, he was able to breathe normally. He was confused for a few seconds until several people surrounded him. All of different races and ethnicities. Some alien, some at least appearing human. Another, the smallest shortest one wearing a funny hat and sitting on a cloud. "Heya. Sorry 'bout the abrupt cramming your consciousness back into your body. I'm Dhklyx. We're your... Add a bunch of greats to Grand kids."

Alex blinked a few times. "Excuse me? What? Who are you people?"

Dhklyx sighed. "I forget that 3 dimensional being don't get some stuff. We're your descendants. Ya know? From the future?"

"I have kids?"

"Tons of em."

[The Starlight]

Elentáríel of the Starkindlers

The third of the Starkindlers looked out, from the observatory of the star she currently inhabited, the star called Varda, by those who dwelt upon the World-Dragon Hadrimmelis. It was the first star she had created, and so, dear to her. Within it, the various tomes she had created over the years, the paintings of the universe in all its shining glory, glory, which she had contributed to.

Too long had the Gilith'Maur walked their paths in isolation, fearing war and exploration. For long, long ago, there had been one war which encompassed the universe, a war with those called the Leth'hao, the Voidlords, which threatened to destroy everything they had created. They had fought, assembling their avatars to fight with the Voidlords, as they were only seven. The Starkindlers had called it the War of Shining Sorrows, for although the Voidlords had removed by the Source, sent far away. But they had not counted it a victory. For those times of fire in the sky, of black holes devouring worlds and of darkness were not found memories.

So they had put away their arms, and not heeded the call of the World-Dragons for aid in their Time Demon War, which had also caused much damage. Aid was sent, but plenty little of it. But that was a mistake, for perhaps if they had fought, much sacrifice and death would have been prevented. And so they lived with that, for they were eternal always. Perhaps that was the curse of immortality, she bitterly reflected, of which mortals would not be so eager to transcend if they knew of it. Gilith'Maur meant "Those of the Starlight", in their tongue, perhaps a better name would be "Those who Regret"

But that was enough of dark memories and thoughts. They had changed, the Starkindlers, and while they were not eager to bring forth their weapons and powers, they would if necessary. They had learned of the fallacies of isolationism the hard way. She sat down, closing her eyes, observing and directing her avatars from afar. They had been scattered over the universe, not only to learn, but to watch for threats to the stars.

She was particularly interested in the planet called Earth, where many events had taken place. While she had had a few avatars who had visited shortly, she decided it was time for a prolonged observation.

The avatar in question typed in the address for the Stargate above Earth, and, stepping aside to avoid the vaporizing cloud that followed after the 7 chevrons had been encoded, stepped in. The gate had an illusion of water, though it was an entirely different element the Starkindlers had come across long ago.

Exiting the Earth Stargate, Elentáríel floated in space, looking down below at the planet with its several continents, before flying down for a closer look. Exploration had always been an exicting thing to her, and this time was no different.

Back on, or rather in Varda, Elentáríel frowned, detecting that one of her stars' death date was soon occuring. It appeared that it was time for another Starfall, lest it turn into a black hole.

[The Rebel Alliances]

Ralph the Rat-16 Yrs-Emerald Island, New Mobius

I could see the wind which she controlled as she asked new questions. The first one was a excellent question, nothing useless like what my favorite activity was or how old I am. I actually blinked in surprise when she asked how I intended to both protect the Master Emerald and explore the new universe. I stayed silent for a moment, not to consider an answer but to contemplate what had happened, and how exactly I would accomplish the task. But the answer was ready, if not simple.

"Aurora has tied my being to that of the Master Emerald. I cannot take it with me, but I can sense it's power. If it is threatened, harmed or destroyed. It is essentially a part of me, and me it. Also, there are few in this universe who know of it's power, let alone existence. Even among our own people, most believe it is only a legend. It is safe for now, hidden among these floating islands." I then took several steps back and faced the radiant emerald.

"But you are right, I wont be able to leave for long. In time, I will need to return to this place. I can never leave this island for long." My eyes closed as my tone dropped a little.

"That is my burden."

As I turned to face her once more, she shot forth another question. My appreciation for her curious nature dropped some when I realized I spoke too soon.

Asking me how old I was. Strange, the purpose of a question is to gather useful knowledge, why are such questions so common, when they serve no useful purpose? I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders as i admitted I was not entirely sure, but not very old.

"I dont know exactly. I never celebrated a birthday. Nor kept track of the years. But I am not very old, somewhere between sixteen or eighteen. Something like that. I never really cared to know myself."

As I approached the edge of the island, I used the link between myself, with the power of the Master Emerald to track Max. Possible only because he carries the essence of the Chaos Emeralds, and they are linked to the Master Emerald. This would allow me to warp near his relative location. Meaning the same world, as I am not so precise yet.

I then turned to Ashley.

"Tell me, do you want to come with me? I can answer more of your questions then. And you seem like the type to enjoy seeing new things."

August Carter/Ranger-13 Yrs-Devil's Den

As the red haired woman approached us, I quickly noticed she was pretty cute too. I mean, whats going on here? Why are all the women prettier than the ones I go to school with? However, as she spoke to Chorus, her tone seemed one more threatening. As she explained something about Chorus wanting her voice back, which I already knew. But then began to explain things like how our powers were limited here, and then insulted chorus by accusing that she may need to cheat to win.

As her new body guard, I could not let that slide. I stood up on my toes and stuck my chest out to make myself appear taller, but it did not help very much.

"HEY! Chorus does not need to cheat! She would not to that! She does all of her own shows and writes her own songs! She has far more talent than a girl like you!" I then crossed my arms in my attempt to act tough forgetting I was wearing a Robin hoodie which only added to my already childish appearance. Despite the fact the symbol was the design my mother used when she was robin.

They call me a mama's boy.

"Besides, I am her body guard. So, if you threaten her, you have to deal with me. And if this place limits our abilities, then we can take this...." I trailed off as I had no idea where to go. I just kinda woke up here. I then looked confused and turned to Chorus.

"Ummmm....where do we go?"

Sabrina El Carter/Star Girl-18 Yrs-Metropolis

It had only taken me about fifteen minutes to fly this girl from Siberia to my own bedroom. I had a theory to test, and I was pretty certain that it would work. Back in Russia, the girl came to life when I began to play music, but she freaked out as if she could not process any information. So, if it takes a 'input' of sorts to wake her up, she must have been receiving 'multiple inputs' being from the music and everything else around her. So, the solution was simple I thought as I opened up a drawer in my dresser and pulled out the specific tool I needed.

Headphones.

If music is what she needs, and anything else simply makes her confused. Then you make it to where all she can hear is music, and she should be fine. In my own theory. The house is empty, as my mom went away for a while, and dad is off....somewhere. And August is...well. The fact is that if something happens, she wont be able to harm my family, so I should be able to keep her under wraps.

I placed the headphones on her as I searched for my IPod, picking a certain song I liked, I started it up and locked my eyes on her just waiting to see if my plan would work, or if I would need to put her under again.

[The Starlight]

Cora
Cora turned to Ruby, who seemed like she was going to say something but didn't. "You can take any empty room you'd like. We have plenty of them on our floors of the building. We keep the top floors for ourselves and then Valancy rents out the ones on the lower floors for revenue." She explained to Ruby before turning to Valancy.

"Hey Valancy, what's up? You were with Katie? Did something happen? She mentioned something about Roy, is something wrong?"

"Yep, I was with Katie," the environmentalist responded. "It wasn't exactly a routine bank robbery breakup, in fact, it wasn't even a bank robbery. The guy set it up just to fight me, apparently. Roy apparently has some history with this man, who was heavily armed and has superpowers. He ran when Katie arrived though, and the two of us were able to take care of him pretty handily. He escaped though, and he warned that he'll be back, or something like that. I'm guessing Roy ran away from him, but I suppose it's time that the two of us talked." she finished.

[Tomia]

Cora
Cora was surprised when she heard that Valancy was specifically targeted by a villain, and apparently it was over Roy. "Well, he was downstairs in his room the last time I saw him." She wondered what Roy could have to do with this. He seemed like a kind enough boy after all. "I wonder what this guy could want with Roy. I mean he doesn't even have powers, at least not that he's told us." She said as she pondered the situation.

Roy was meanwhile in fact in his room, wondering how Valancy was doing in her search for Jasmine. He hoped nothing went wrong with her, she was very kind after all. He would have offered to help her, but hee was still afraid to tell her about his powers.

[The Starlight]

Cora
Cora was surprised when she heard that Valancy was specifically targeted by a villain, and apparently it was over Roy. "Well, he was downstairs in his room the last time I saw him." She wondered what Roy could have to do with this. He seemed like a kind enough boy after all. "I wonder what this guy could want with Roy. I mean he doesn't even have powers, at least not that he's told us." She said as she pondered the situation.

Roy was meanwhile in fact in his room, wondering how Valancy was doing in her search for Jasmine. He hoped nothing went wrong with her, she was very kind after all. He would have offered to help her, but hee was still afraid to tell her about his powers.

Valancy nodded. "I'll be there if anyone needs me, "she said, before walking to Roy's room. The door was open, so she knocked then stepped in. "I'm back Roy. The search for Jasmine didn't really end well, in fact, it didn't really end at all. I stopped when I heard there was a bank robbery. Met and fought someone there who says that he knows you. He was big, with dark hair and metallic arms, also, heavily armed and has some type of energy power or weapon. Do you have history with him, Roy?" she asked gently.

[Tomia]

Roy
Roy was sitting on his bed when Valancy came into his room after knocking. He was relieved that she was safe, but his eyes widened in shock when she said she was attacked by a man with metals arms. He had finally found him. Roy should have known this would happen, why would he think that escape would be that easy.

He was furious at himself for putting Valancy in danger like that. Now he knew he would have to tell her the truth. He owed her that much now. Still, he was quite nervous about how she might react. He took a deep breath and answered her question. "His name is Floyd Martin. He's a deadly mercenary and murder, and he's... my adopted father." He told her softly. "I'm not like him though, I swear! He tried to make me a killer, and that's why I ran away. I'm sorry Valancy, it was selfish of me to come here when I knew he'd be chasing me."

Roy then took a shaky breath and stood up. "There's something else I've hid from you too." He told Valancy, not able to look her in the eyes. He clenched his fists and concentrated and soon the lights went out in the apartment. Two balls of shadow energy formed in Roy's hands, and swirled around as if they were alive. Roy then unclenched his fists and the energy disintegrated as the light returned to the light bulbs in the apartment. Roy still didn't look at Valancy, ashamed of what he was and scared that she would reject him like the others had before her.

Tarmithéil, of the Starkindlers
Tarmithéil, the 4th of the Starkindlers, was traveling through space, appearing most likely as a shooting star to the people below on the world-dragon Hadrimmelis. He was traveling toward the star of Varda, though he was also in any other places at the same time. For in that moment Tarmithéil had a number of avatars walking across the surface of the planet Earth, to explore and learn about its people. Tarmithéil had been the most vocal advocate for exploration and was glad when his siblings finally agreed to it.

Soon he arrived inside of Varda, and saw his sister Elentáríel inside. He expected her to be there, as this was her first creation and served as her home more often than not. He always enjoyed how his sister decorated her star, with all her creation displayed around. However, Tarmithéil was more interested in interaction and experience rather than art, though he did see the beauty in his sister's creation.

Tarmithéil had arrived to visit his sister because he had sensed what she had no doubt sensed as well. One of her stars was dying and the Starfall ceremony would need to be preformed. She would do this of course as this was her creation, but Tarmithéil thought he should visit her to try to comfort her if he could. They had always been very close to each other as they were rather close in age and rank within the order.

"Hello Elentáríel, it is nice to see you again." The stark inker said to her when she came in to view. Tarmithéil wore deep red robes that were laced with gold. He often dressed extravagantly as he enjoyed exploration with colors and fabrics.

[The Republic of Atria]

"So... What's the problem?" She asked as they flew along the surface of the planet.

"Doomsday. We managed to push him to the Sahara, but we need to get him off world as soon as possible. How much do you know about him?"

"Ummm... Big. Gray. Spiky. Beat you up that one time..."

"Yeah. But I learned from my mistake. This time I'm bringing backup." He said as they approached the rampaging monstrosity known as Doomsday.

"He looks bigger and even meaner than the last time I saw him." She said. "So what's the plan? Hit him until he stops moving?"

"That's because he's getting stronger. And bingo. Let's stop him here and now." Superman said and smashed into the monster, but was quickly swatted away by Doomsday due to his new evolution. Naja caught him by his leg. "Dammit..." He muttered and put his hand over his nose, which was bleeding. He looked up to see Doomsday retreating. "He's trying to find a spot so he can finish his metamorphosis."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of him." She said and left Superman standing.

"Wait! Naja!" He said but it was too late, she was already on Doomsday like stink on a skunk. She hit the creature in the stomach, following with a nasty uppercut which knocked Doomsday off his feet and into the air. She flew after him, but this proved to be a bad move as he grabbed the snake woman and used her to cushion his fall, not that he needed to, and then grabbing her and throwing her so hard she resembled a fireball. That was caught by Superman before she left orbit. "Okay. New plan. We attack together and keep him guessing. Don't use the same thing twice or he'll wise up to it."

"Yeah... Okay. That sounds less painful."

Alex

It was slightly, nay, very, confusing. His indirect descendants from thousands of years in the future came to see him? "Why?" He asked. "As in, why are you here?"

"Well. The short version is we were hunting a Chronovore. Time eater. Nasty thing." Said one that seemingly appeared to be a Skrull and wearing an outfit similar to his first one. "And we wound up here. This is a historic event in the history of the Golden Guardians. Where it all starts?"

"Where... What all starts? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"We can't say too much for risking damaging the timestream. But this is the time where you begin to build the Golden City. By the way, my name is Kl'wl." The Skrull said and tapped a device on his wrist for a moment.

"Do any of you have names I can pronounce? What're you doing? I thought the Humans and Skrulls were enemies."

"Seeing if what I can and can't tell you that will damage the timestream or not... Well. The short version is, you saved us from extinction. Showed us mercy and offered us a place in your city. That's all I can say. I can also say this: You get sick of how your intelligent humans have incredibly advanced technology, but they don't use it to fix the world like they should. So you do it."

"That's the easy version, Chief."

"I have no idea how to even build a city."

"It's easy chief! After all, we're the ones who help ya build it!" Dhklyx said surprisingly eager.

[Mavorpen]

Jamal and Karnilla flew to the capitol building of Hala, with Gamora flying next to them due to being carried by Karnilla's magic. Jamal surveyed the landscape and marveled at how much the capital city had recovered in the mere three days since Ultron was defeated. The buildings were almost virtually all rebuilt and pretty much the only thing that still required substantial progress in was the elimination of the techno-virus, but that was simply because Warlock and Tyro were the only two beings capable of erasing all traces of it in individuals.

When he thought about it though, Jamal knew that the progress really wasn't all that surprising given what happened right after Ultron was defeated. The small armada of allied ships converged just outside of the Kree Empire flooded in as soon as the barrier went down. Upon reaching Hala, efforts to rebuild were immediately organized by the different races.

Of course, Jamal understood that for the races, their assistance wasn't given entirely out of the goodness of their heart. They all had a vetted interest in providing as much assistance to rebuild as available to them. After all, a situation that forces the Kree Empire in your debt was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

The three landed at the capitol building and were greeted by Peter Quill. "So, I hear you're heading out today. Seems a little premature to me. I figure you could milk the whole 'hero' thing at least a week." He said, shaking hands with Jamal.

"Nah, I got things to do. I hear you put together a team a while ago without even telling me."

"You're not my mom, Jamal." Peter grinned as he led the group into the capitol and to the Parliamentary room. In it was the Kree Parliament, with Ronan sitting at the head of the large rectangular table.

"Jamal." Ronan said with a nod.

"Ronan. So, what are you now, like a king or something?" Jamal asked.

"Of sorts." Ronan responded.

"Funny, I don't peg you for a 'king.' No offense."

"None taken. I actually agree with that observation, for the most part. Now, for what I called you here for." Ronan stood up and approached Jamal and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Nova Centurion -- Jamal -- I wish to express the utmost gratitude on behalf of the Kree Empire as a whole for what you have done. What we owe you cannot be measured through mere monetary value. If you ever need our assistance, do not hesitate to call."

"I appreciate it, Ronan."

After being individually thanked by every member of the Parliament, Jamal said his final goodbyes to everyone he had fought alongside against, including Gamora, Peter, Phyla, Adam, Warlock, and Tyro. Karnilla teleported two of them across space to the center of the universe, where lied the headquarters of the Green Lantern Corps, Oa.

[New Neros]

World War III
The Day of Rage

Some wounds you just can't see.

What greeted the Mad King as he emerged from the geothermic hole he had been knocked down was a personal hell. Swathes of radiation and complete obliteration was what he first found - ground zero of the bomb - but what all was beyond it was far worse. Nothing. Absolutely nothing save for ash the burnt remains of buildings blown over by the shock wave and scorched at the atomic level by the blast. A breeze passed over him and scattered the ashes at his feet - Max's eyes growing wide as he realized that these remnants were not plant material or burned wood, but the powdered bones of his citizens.

Ur was no more, and it's entire existence was wiped out in but a flash of light. Over fifty megatons of force ravaged the island - sending a tsunami of unparalleled force crashing against Europe and the Eastern Coast of America. But Max had no time to think of them - he only thought of his own people, how much pain they suffered before dying in but a split second. For each soul, he mourned, but it was one he knew was now gone - together with one he would now never meet. The Mad King with no Kingdom slammed his knees on the ground where his palace once stood, digging his gloved heads into the powder and gasping repeatably - feeling the biological signature of the very bones he grasped. A voice croaked from his throat as he moved his head forward a bit - holding back the vomit he wanted to spew. His mind was pure static, Max couldn't focus, droplets of rain beginning to pelt the battered landscape.

Max let out a soft cry, a whimper, his hands shaking uncontrollably and letting the hand full of dust drop back down to the ground, lifting that hand and putting it over his mouth to stifle the noise. The rain mixed with the salty liquid in his eyes, Max closing them tightly and slamming both of his fists in the ashes, bringing his head with it. He bellowed and moaned, his chest heaving up and down as he hiccuped his cries and brutally, shamelessly wept as the loss began to wash over him wave after wave. He breathed uneasily through his nose and mouth, snot now mixing with his tears as his mouth quivered, another cry escaping from his lungs as he lost control once more, kneeling down over the ashes of his loved on. "V...V-Val..." He managed, descending into an uncontrollable sob as he spoke her name. He was with her just a few hours ago, her smile brightening his day as they shopped for baby clothes together. Gone, in an instant.

The distant blades of a helicopter were lost to Max over the howling wind and his own grief - he was lost, his mind without track and now just spitting out whatever it could to keep him occupied, but each time, the man returned to his cries. He had lost his father, and now he's lost Val, and life just didn't seem to be worth living. He clutched his chest, thinking of sending a surge of energy to his heart and end his pain once and for all. Maybe, in a small corner of his mind, he thought he could be with Val again. But a different set of thoughts began to poison his head - ones that pushed him into the role of revenge. What happened to Ur and to Val is nothing short of a global catastrophe, and it's one Max sought to prevent at all costs. He lowered his hand from his chest and placed it on the ground, his eyes narrowing and bearing his teeth as an aura of hatred poured over him. Max slowly stood up from his knees, clutching his hands and letting out a guttural, vocal cord shredding scream as he slowly lifted his hands into the air - the ground around him instantly cracking and flooding the landscape with steam - Max's waves of energy radiating uncontrollably as he didn't even bother to absorb them back. He just needed to fucking scream and didn't let anything get in his way. Little did he know, hovering slightly above him was a news helicopter from the New York Times reporting on the nuclear event.

"We are still searching for answers, Tom! If you're just tuning in, a suspected nuclear explosion has just rocked the North Atlantic and caused a tidal wave that has drenched New York Harbor and the flooded several coastal areas on the Eastern seaboard. The footage is hard to believe, view discretion is advised! We are looking at the remains of an entire city blown away by an explosion just hours ago." A reporter yelled to her crew, "Is this is act of war by another country or a freak accident of the suspected nuclear program of the Kingdom of Ur? Where is King Morningstar, the so-called 'Mad King' of Ur?" She posed, letting the footage speak for itself while the reporter raised the questions of the viewers. "Wait a minute, Tom, I think we've spotted moment among the wreckage." She said in a frantic tone, the clouds of dust and smoke suddenly being blown away by a flash of pulsating orange light. "Wait! Wait! It looks like....like a person standing in the destruction zone!" She called out, "Go in closer..." She whispered, still on air, the camera zooming in and the helicopter moving closer as well.

The figure suddenly shifted his entire body and faced the news cameras, a bright spotlight illuminating him and his stained, dirty, armored body - a face wild like a rabid animal. His eyes glowed brightly and outshone his face, the news crew unable to get a single word out as that light broke free from his eyes and tore into their helicopter - sending it crashing down to the scorched earth below on live television. The camera feed was still rolling, surprisingly, just as surprising that it survived the violent crash. Moving around a bit, shaky and fading in and out of focus, a disoriented voice spoke, unlike the reporter or anyone on the helicopter. "What hath man wrought?..." The voice behind the camera asked, "Man has created war, suffering, oppression. One man will cripple another for sport. Bring me your corrupt, your inept, your worthless men who do knowing but sire foreign wars and line their pockets all the while."

The man managed to find a stable stand for the camera, setting it down and bringing himself entirely into view - King of Ur, Maxwell Morningstar taking center stage as he raised one of his palms to the sky in a beckoning motion. His voice shook a bit as he reeled from his intense grief and sadness, but an honest intent in his words struck audiences globally, "My thirst for blood will be quenched from the veins of those who did this to my Kingdom." Max said, moving aside and showing a total and complete wasteland. "Nothing will stop me - I am coming. Make peace with this world, any hero, villain, nation, or person that is in my way is dead. Absolutely dead. Today, the world will suffer my rage."

"I will destroy the world and rebuild it in my image - so says Mad Max."

[The Templar High Council]

Ralph the Rat-16 Yrs-Emerald Island, New Mobius

I could see the wind which she controlled as she asked new questions. The first one was a excellent question, nothing useless like what my favorite activity was or how old I am. I actually blinked in surprise when she asked how I intended to both protect the Master Emerald and explore the new universe. I stayed silent for a moment, not to consider an answer but to contemplate what had happened, and how exactly I would accomplish the task. But the answer was ready, if not simple.

"Aurora has tied my being to that of the Master Emerald. I cannot take it with me, but I can sense it's power. If it is threatened, harmed or destroyed. It is essentially a part of me, and me it. Also, there are few in this universe who know of it's power, let alone existence. Even among our own people, most believe it is only a legend. It is safe for now, hidden among these floating islands." I then took several steps back and faced the radiant emerald.

"But you are right, I wont be able to leave for long. In time, I will need to return to this place. I can never leave this island for long." My eyes closed as my tone dropped a little.

"That is my burden."

As I turned to face her once more, she shot forth another question. My appreciation for her curious nature dropped some when I realized I spoke too soon.

Asking me how old I was. Strange, the purpose of a question is to gather useful knowledge, why are such questions so common, when they serve no useful purpose? I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders as i admitted I was not entirely sure, but not very old.

"I dont know exactly. I never celebrated a birthday. Nor kept track of the years. But I am not very old, somewhere between sixteen or eighteen. Something like that. I never really cared to know myself."

As I approached the edge of the island, I used the link between myself, with the power of the Master Emerald to track Max. Possible only because he carries the essence of the Chaos Emeralds, and they are linked to the Master Emerald. This would allow me to warp near his relative location. Meaning the same world, as I am not so precise yet.

I then turned to Ashley.

"Tell me, do you want to come with me? I can answer more of your questions then. And you seem like the type to enjoy seeing new things."

"That's... kinda sad. For your whole life?" Ashley began feeling distraught over Ralph's extremely boring and tragic life. At least, that's how he made it sound. This was compounded further by him admitting to not having a birthday.

"Never had a birthday!? That's crazy! I'm glad you're my age and all, but... but, are you serious?" Ashley's jaw literally dropped when she heard this. Ashley had been, apparently, lucky enough to have a birthday every year. Her parents had always gotten their only daughter something special, and she couldn't imagine growing up differently.

I should get him a gift... She thought to herself, the endless kindness that comes from being a naive, kind, young woman showing clearly, but not on her face. But Ashley was interrupted mid-thought by Ralph asking if she wanted to go with him.

"I got nothing better to do. And you're right about the new experiences thing. Where are we going?" Ashley dismounted her board, tucked it under her arm, and walked up next to Ralph. She had this tingling sensation in her chest, like something exciting was about to happen.

God, did she love that feeling.

[World Anarchic Union]

Suikan helped the town people to stop the fire and start rebuilding the destroyed constructs that the two aliens had burned and destroyed. Suikan also buried Neva out side the town, so as to honor him. While he couldn't sense the energy of Era or the other six that accompanied him, he knew they were close. He stayed prepared, hardly sleeping, always ready to fight. One night this benefited him greatly.

It seemed like an ordinary night, the people from the town were beginning to stay in settlements in the city again. Suikan was staying in a tent, as his house was partially destroyed, near the outskirts of the city. He finally noticed a power level. So soon, eh? he thought, before flying over the town in the nearby forest. He didn't want people to get hurt. The energy level followed him, a scent that seemed somewhat familiar. Finally reaching the forest, he lowered his power level and waited.

In the air, flying, a man appeared, a man with white hair. Upon closer inspection, Suikan noticed his face, his bodybuild. There was no mistake.
"Father..." he said, unknowingly increasing ever so slightly his power level.
His father smiled, approaching him. He had stayed the same, except for the white hair.He seemed more sinister.
"Son, long time no see. You have grown stronger, I can sense it. I heard you fought those vermins, Era and Neva. With what lies did they poison your mind?"
"They said you were ..."Suikan snapped out and saw the figure in front of him. While looking like his father, it didn't sense like him.
"Father, what was mother's name?"
The figure seemed to be taken aback.
"You know your mother's name, my boy."
"Do you know it, father?" Suikan was ready to attack. This man was not his father.
"You little brat!" The voice had changed, it was a woman's now. She transformed, blue hair, covering her pale skin. The only thing that wasn't pale on her face, were her blue lips. She jumped on the air, and whistled.
"You are smart, Suikan. Your father has destroyed our home. We came as he promised we would be free if we would kill you." The woman smiled, almost like waiting for someone.
"I have a special ability, you know?" She smiled once more, clear that she was stalling and suddenly she transformed to an old man, the same one Suikan had met the other day.
"You see, this was a challenge to determine your power. I can transform and it looks like my friends are here."

Two other figures approached him. He didn't recognize their energy level.
"Three against one, this isn't very honorable." He powered up, transforming to a Super Saiyan, to his maximum power.

One of the figures spoke.
"Do you think we care about honor?" He laughed, a cruel laugh. He had the distinguishing pale skin, along with blue, long hair, tied in a ponytail. As far as Suikan could feel, he was the strongest one.
"Saiyans are such worthless creatures. Always wanting to fight and kill. Worthless." The man powered up as well, his green eyes shining on the night sky. He extended his hand and a series of green blasts were fired from his arm, a series of explosions following them. He laughed again, flying swiftly to the side of Suikan, kicking him to the punching range of the girl. She punched Suikan in the stomach and threw him against the tree. The figure that had stayed silent attacked as well, kicking Suikan in a nearby lake. Suikan could feel blood falling from his forehead. He couldn't win. Before he could think of anything, he saw, at the reflection of the lake, a barrage of green and purple blasts. The lake trembled and he took the majority of them head on. The ground around the lake shook and in some places was destroyed. Suikan managed to leave the lake, bleeding. He stood against a tree. The three figures were still there, not noticing his presence. They continued to fire on the lake. Suikan went further in the forest, coughing blood. Suddenly, he couldn't hear any more blasts. Could they have left? he thought, before a huge ball of energy could be seen above him, in the entire vicinity of the forest. They didn't want any chances of him having survived. Swiftly, he started running. The end of the forest was nearby. He was almost out of it, when the explosion was heard and the forest was set ablaze. He was pushed away, the energy leaving his body. He couldn't stand anymore.

When the morning came, he succeeded in standing up. They had left but he didn't risk powering up. He went to the town when he, once again smelled ash. The town was destroyed once more and none of the citizens,as far as Suikan could sense were alive. He could feel something in his chest. He knew it was his fault.

[Charmera]

Okarot was surprised by Paras' move to say the least. As the rocket punch was launched at him, he barely had a chance to yell in surprise before being comically slammed into a plateau. It was incredibly painful, as he had let his guard down for but a moment, but, a moment was all it took. However, as the dust cleared from what used to be a rock formation, Okarot remained intact, along with his Super Saiyan 3 form. But, his power was quickly waning. He had to finish it quick.

His clothes torn, and blood dripping down his face, all of the tired Saiyan's injuries and fatigue hit him at once. The Super Saiyan 3 transformation was like a shot of adrenaline, making injuries and fatigue temporarily fade away from feeling while at it's peak. However, as the form began to wear off, one of the biggest detriments of it became apparent. The adrenaline like sensation would fade, and an entire battle's worth of fatigue and pain would rush into the Saiyan's senses all at once.

The pain was incredible, yet Okarot pushed forward, preparing to finish off the unconscious cyborg once and for all. He began gathering his energy in his hand, to deliver this final blow, and end the battle. It was nearly the last of his energy, so when he released it, he knew he would surely go unconscious, but, in the Time Chamber he was safe. However, the Saiyan suddenly sensed another energy in the chamber with them, and looked over to see what it was.

It was at that moment, that Okarot was distracted from his attack, accidentally, releasing the dormant energy charged in his hand, causing him to begin to fade out of consciousness. He snapped out of Super Saiyan 3 and collapsed to the ground, going unconscious.

Lisa was... surprised by the result of the attack. Both of the fighters appeared to be incapacitated by the attack. Lisa wondered if they were dead or not, but it was merely a matter of reading space once more. The blood was still traveling through the space in their bodies. Hearts were beating... or in the android case hearts were thought to be beating. She wasn't sure. In fact she wasn't quite sure of his status at all after the attack. Lisa reasoned the sensible thing to do would be to clean up. She was somewhat aware of the fact that she could be doing other things, but she had no idea where her evil double would be. Looking for her would be hard considering all the places she could possibly be. In fact, Lisa consider the fact that she might not be in her own dimension at all.

Either way it didn't matter all that much now. Lisa decided, for efficencies sake, to attempt a trick she had never tried before. She focused on the space she occupied. She took a step to the side, and like magic a double of her apeared next to her. Although it was merely her occupying two spaces at the same time, it might as well have been a clone or copy to others, since Lisa would be able to process two different actions from both of them at the same time (Though three or four doubles would start to get taxing). So with that she headed towards them both. Acertaining their condition and then observing and waiting for a response to their presence one they woke up.

[Charmera]

August Carter/Ranger-13 Yrs-Devil's Den

As the red haired woman approached us, I quickly noticed she was pretty cute too. I mean, whats going on here? Why are all the women prettier than the ones I go to school with? However, as she spoke to Chorus, her tone seemed one more threatening. As she explained something about Chorus wanting her voice back, which I already knew. But then began to explain things like how our powers were limited here, and then insulted chorus by accusing that she may need to cheat to win.

As her new body guard, I could not let that slide. I stood up on my toes and stuck my chest out to make myself appear taller, but it did not help very much.

"HEY! Chorus does not need to cheat! She would not to that! She does all of her own shows and writes her own songs! She has far more talent than a girl like you!" I then crossed my arms in my attempt to act tough forgetting I was wearing a Robin hoodie which only added to my already childish appearance. Despite the fact the symbol was the design my mother used when she was robin.

They call me a mama's boy.

"Besides, I am her body guard. So, if you threaten her, you have to deal with me. And if this place limits our abilities, then we can take this...." I trailed off as I had no idea where to go. I just kinda woke up here. I then looked confused and turned to Chorus.

"Ummmm....where do we go?"

Janice rolled her eyes. "That's just precious kid." She responded mockingly. "As for talent. Sure Songbird here can sing. But that's all she is. A pretty bird in a gilded cage who happened to find a neat sword." She got up. Cracking her neck as Chorus turned back to August.

Chorus paused for a second. Then she got out her pen and napkin. She wrote quickly, then slammed her note down on Janice's table. Then looked up and the hoodie girl with a look of challenge. Janice raised an eyebrow and took a look at the napkin. '

"'Gotham Park. In two hours.'" She smiled. "Well. I suppose Songbird has a warcry." She then walked up to Chorus and put her face close to hers. "But do you have any claws?" She asked. Then walked away.

[The Republic of Atria]

"I think that thing broke my head..." She said feeling around her head for the fracture which was healing.

"He fractured your skull, but it's getting better. Alright. Let's attack from the sides. You get his left arm, I get his right. Then we both pull." Superman explained his plan. Which was to literally tear Doomsday in half. It was like putting a rabid animal down. They both flew at Doomsday, but kept their distance. Superman hit the monster with his heat vision to get his attention. Which worked enough so Naja could grabbed his left arm while he was distracted with Superman. He was going to hit her with his free arm, but Superman wound up grabbing it before he could. "Now!"

Naja flew in her direction and Superman in his. Doomsday let out a monstrous roar as his joints began to dislocate. In order to free himself, he jumped with all of his might, which cause his arms to be ripped off, but he was free. Naja and Superman smashed across the desert until they got their balance back along with their prizes. "He... Ripped his own arms off. Or let us rip his arms off. I think I'm going to puke." She said as the purple gunk leaked out from the end of Doomsday's arm. "So what's the plan now?"

"Find him and throw him out of the solar system before he grows his arms back."

"He can do that!?"

Alex

"Okay... That actually makes some sense. I could see me doing that. But building a city takes time and resources. Resources that I don't have. Nor do I have technology better than what Earth's best scientists have. By the way, how far in the future are you all from."

"We're from the year 852,135." Kl'wl explained. "We're allied with the Superman Squad. Dhklyx here is a 5th dimensional imp that was born in the 3rd dimension. He's not a pure Imp, but he's half, which still makes him quite powerful." He explained. "He has senses even Kryptonians don't have."

"It's cause our plane of existence is a few levels above you flatheads. But it's fun horsin' around down here. Don't worry bout a thing chief." the Imp said and put his arm around Alex. "Good ole' Cousin Dhklyx is here to take care of ya. We're just gonna give ya a quick kick in the pants to get ya started, then we're gonna head back home. The rest is up to time."

"I hope you mean that figuratively." Alex said as the Imp warped them all down to the middle of nowhere. Which was quite a shock to him.

"First thing's first chief. Location, location, location. Where do ya want the city? It can be anywhere!"

Alex blinked a few times. "Um... I guess someplace out of the way. Where no one can complain that it's on their land. Is it possible to put it in the ocean? Or better yet, above the ocean. A floating city."

"Sure thing! Atlantic or Pacific?"