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

[Siliarba]

Sam Grimm

Sam was shocked at DeeDee's words, knowing what she was implying and it just simply wasn't true. "It was nothing like that!" Sam said, trying to keep her voice down. Suddenly something else drew her attention. DeeDee's tail began wrapping itself around Sam as it had before. Sam ignored it at first but then she felt a sharp pain in her leg and grimaced. The tail was clenching around her tightly and it hurt. She tried to squirm away from it but it was futile. She finally turned to DeeDee and said, "Uh DeeDee, do you think you could move your tail? It's really starting to hurt." DeeDee said to her teacher who was sitting next to her.

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DeeDee

"Hmm? Sure I'll remove it, never hurt you before though, wonder why now. Then said I suppose it's logical my tail is stronger in this form just like everything else of me is." I retracted my tail but consider me curious about it's strength now. A quick little test should alleviate that curiosity, let's see if I crack it against the ground. A single swift crash and my tail hit the ground, I was expecting it to be like a whip, maybe cause a small crack at the tile that took the brunt of the force. But everywhere my tail touched the ground, the ground just ripped open as if a small explosion went off there. "Wow, did not expect that." I quickly noticed I had caused a bit of a ruckus though, which isn't that surprising considering what I just did wasn't that regular and would obviously draw attention.

"Sorry, sorry everyone, I'll fix it." A quick wave of my hand and the ground returned to it's previous state, good as new, like it was never broken. Wait a second, since when do I clean up after myself? Since when do I apologize!? Am I becoming nice!? I love destroying things, I don't fix things, I never apologize for doing anything bad, I am bad. Heck I love torturing people and destroying everything they have. If I apologize it's a lie or ironically not because I did something bad. This is really worrying, heck I instinctively lowered my head and had my hands covering it as if something horrible just happened. Which is logical because this is horrible and not even the fun kind of horrible.

CeeCee, at the Devil's Den

This place is seeing more and more customers each day maybe we may need to expand faster than first anticipated, an extra building, more portals a bigger staff, grater ... My thoughts were cut off when through my mental link I noticed DeeDee smashing the floor of where she was, I really hope it stops there and she won't make me clean up after her because I really don't want to clean up Disneyland.

Wait, she's apologizing? And she's fixing the damage? What the hell!? Is, is she becoming Nice!? She's never nice, she loves destruction and torture way to much. Even when she's flirting she somehow manages to do it in an aggressive way that seems more like an attack than a flirt. Estimating future costs can wait, I'd embrace the idea of her becoming nice but that simply isn't her, she's going to need me to help sort things out for a bit. Well, never thought it could happen but I'm guessing I'm going on an intervention to keep someone from becoming a good person. Damn you DeeDee, I love you as a sister but you cause the weirdest things in my life and usually not in a good way. In any case, time t head over there.

[The Rebel Alliances]

Daniel Carter/Killswitch-23-Baravia, South America

The alien woman, appeared to be telling the truth. Or, I was just more willing to believe her for some reason. As she explained as to why she was here, it seemed to fit the profile of information I already knew. "Your information sounds right, radical mutant groups have been known to attack populations around the world to draw attention to their cause. For mutants who are supposed to be superior to mankind, they seem to share many of our base instincts." I took a catious step back as I continued to see that she made no aggressive moves, so when she did ask me about lowering my weapons, I slowly complied. After seeing that we may share a common goal, I tried to suggest partnering up for a while.

"Look, my team...separated from me a while ago. And we seem to be here for similar causes. There is an Earth saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. It seems to apply here." In order to make working together easier, I decided to give her something to call me. "My nickname in my unit was Killswitch. You can call me that."

Just as I had finished introducing myself, we were both interrupted by what was obviously a mutant, and just as obviously foreign. Speaking of the just cause the rebels were fighting for. At first I was certain I never met him, but as he continued to speak, it was more apparent that he was a upstart mutant hero....

"Gravity, right? That is what they call you? You seem the idealistic type, guessing you are the headstrong type as well. Back home you seem to enjoy letting others take the spot light for you. Good for you, but just so you cannot say you were never given a fair warning, here it is." I took a deep breath, certain this would not work, as the kid has a clear soft spot for mutant causes, but they say the truth helps.

"Take a look around, this is a dufferent world then you ever knew. In New York, you have heros, and you have villains. You think this world is the same way, its not. Take a look around, this city used to be home to six million people, both mutant and human. Now ask yourself real quick, aside from the soldiers and mercs in the city, you see any human civilians? Only mutants, well, all the humans are dead. Murdered by the freedom lovers you flew half a world to help. Listen kid, I wont tell you that you are on the wrong side, and in fact, I am fighting for a government just as bad as your rebels. With just as much blood on their hands. You see, you are now in my world, where heroes dont exist. Where good and evil is not black and white but everything is grey. If you dont leave now, go back to New York, then its your choice. But make no mistake, staying here is not heroic, but you will just be another combatant." I then loaded explosive rounds into the rifle, preparing for the worst.

"Ball is in your court...Gravity." I warned as I flipped off the safety.

[Siliarba]

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Luna

"Good Luck Luna, you'll need it." ""I need it? Like hell, even though I haven't ever played a video game or whatever, you know me Luna, I lose once to figure out how things go exactly and then, then I'm unbeatable. Not that it matters much we're not here to win, we're here to get noticed by that JQ member. That reminds me you 3 shut up, this is a weird planet and the information I gathered told me the beings living here react strange if they notice there's more than one of you in your head. When we're in public I'm the one doing all the talking. I'll make it up with chocolate later."

With that issue settled and the other Luna's silent it was time to start the tournament. And as expected the very first encounter I lost horribly, but I did test out every possibility to notice the following effects. Linking that information together and forming combination tactics, plus having seen my opponents moves so therefore being able to completely predict his every move. Time to blast to the finish where I'll meet my soon to be new best buddy.

As expected, halfway there and besides the very first game having a single loss I won everything else, heck they were all perfect scores. Hmm, maybe I'm going a bit to far, I have to lose in the end after all and with all perfect scores that could be difficult to make believable. Ah who cares I'm a competitive bitch, anything else than a perfect score is a loss in my book. It didn't take to long before I blasted through every match up to the final, and surprisingly even through all the cheering and victory celebrations, my other Luna's remained quiet, they're a handful but they're all reliable if it really comes down to it. Ah who am I kidding, a reliable Luna doesn't exist, we just like chocolate way to much to risk not getting it.

And that's the semi-finals finished, just mister Justice Queen left, time to say hello during the final break before the finals. Okay Luna, here's the most difficult part of this entire plan, pretend to be someone others would like to be around. "Hey hooded stranger, I'm Luna, I felt like seeing who my final victim of the day is going to be. You play a good game, not sure if good enough but there's definitely a small potential of a threat to me. How are ya?" Wow, I really am a competitive bitch, that came closer to trash talk than an actual hello, maybe the toughest part of today is actually getting myself to lose this. Darn it crushing people is just way to fun. Oh well, to late for a different plan now so I'll just have to force myself through this one.

[Krytonus]

Daniel Carter/Killswitch-23-Baravia, South America

The alien woman, appeared to be telling the truth. Or, I was just more willing to believe her for some reason. As she explained as to why she was here, it seemed to fit the profile of information I already knew. "Your information sounds right, radical mutant groups have been known to attack populations around the world to draw attention to their cause. For mutants who are supposed to be superior to mankind, they seem to share many of our base instincts." I took a catious step back as I continued to see that she made no aggressive moves, so when she did ask me about lowering my weapons, I slowly complied. After seeing that we may share a common goal, I tried to suggest partnering up for a while.

"Look, my team...separated from me a while ago. And we seem to be here for similar causes. There is an Earth saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. It seems to apply here." In order to make working together easier, I decided to give her something to call me. "My nickname in my unit was Killswitch. You can call me that."

Just as I had finished introducing myself, we were both interrupted by what was obviously a mutant, and just as obviously foreign. Speaking of the just cause the rebels were fighting for. At first I was certain I never met him, but as he continued to speak, it was more apparent that he was a upstart mutant hero....

"Gravity, right? That is what they call you? You seem the idealistic type, guessing you are the headstrong type as well. Back home you seem to enjoy letting others take the spot light for you. Good for you, but just so you cannot say you were never given a fair warning, here it is." I took a deep breath, certain this would not work, as the kid has a clear soft spot for mutant causes, but they say the truth helps.

"Take a look around, this is a dufferent world then you ever knew. In New York, you have heros, and you have villains. You think this world is the same way, its not. Take a look around, this city used to be home to six million people, both mutant and human. Now ask yourself real quick, aside from the soldiers and mercs in the city, you see any human civilians? Only mutants, well, all the humans are dead. Murdered by the freedom lovers you flew half a world to help. Listen kid, I wont tell you that you are on the wrong side, and in fact, I am fighting for a government just as bad as your rebels. With just as much blood on their hands. You see, you are now in my world, where heroes dont exist. Where good and evil is not black and white but everything is grey. If you dont leave now, go back to New York, then its your choice. But make no mistake, staying here is not heroic, but you will just be another combatant." I then loaded explosive rounds into the rifle, preparing for the worst.

"Ball is in your court...Gravity." I warned as I flipped off the safety.

As the mercenary loaded his weapon, Callum prepared an outward bubble of gravity around himself that would take away most of the damage, but this guy knew what he was doing. Regular bullets would be easy to deflect, but explosive rounds still dealt some damage, even if it was lessened greatly. As he finished speaking, Callum grew furious, especially angered by the sheer cockiness of the mercenary, assuming he was just a confused simpleton trying to be a hero.

"You think I don't know? You think I'm not completely aware of what's going on here? Things aren't black and white, I know. But I'm going with what I know is right, at least. Why are you here, for a paycheck? I've seen what's been going on here, I know about the corruption, the persecutions, the discrimination. I chose to take a stand. It's the lesser of two evils. And don't you dare say that these streets are empty because of the rebels. Don't forget the airstrikes, the military sweeps... People like you try to pretend what you're doing is right, but at the end of the day, you're here for money. At least I'm trying to do the right thing. To help my fellow mutants. To help everybody. So no, I won't stand down because you have a big gun and a bigger mouth. I'm not trying to be heroic." Callum spat. "I'm trying to help. So do your fucking worst."

He wouldn't kill this guy. But he would still damn hurt him.

[Tomia]

Mars
Mars sat in the living room of the house he used to live in when his parents were still alive. Things seemed a little blurry, and he was unable to focus on anything, but then he saw his parents enter the room smiling at down at him. He smiled back at them, at least he thought he was smiling. He crawled toward them, why was he crawling? He ignored that thought for the moment, it just didn't seem to matter. His mother suddenly picked him up and put him in her arms and held him close. Mars looked up at her, it had been years since he'd seen those eyes. They were filled with life and kindness. Mars reached out to touch her face, as if to see if she was real, when suddenly things grew darker and darker until he could barely make out his mother's face. Then a voice broke through loud and clear, "Mars... wake up..."

Suddenly Mars shot awake, his vision was still blurry, but he could see Rocket flying into the basement from a hole that wasn't there before. He was barely awake but he managed to climb towards Rocket, and enter the pilot chamber inside him. "I am glad you are alright." Rocket said in his mechanical voice. There was an influx of oxygen into the suit and Mars finally started feeling awake again. He then saw that more armed men were coming towards them behind the man in the suit and he turned to see Kiris laying unconscious. He panicked for moment before his monitor detected a heart beat. He knew she would awake soon like he did so he picked her up and carried her towards cover before placing her behind a wall where she'd be safe from gun fire.

However he then saw Nico on the floor as well, and knew he needed help. After placing Kiris down he ran towards his teammate as enemies began to fire at Rocket, seeing that the giant mecha was not friendly towards them. "Cat! Get your brother to cover until he recovers!" Mars shouted as he used Rocket's armor to shield Nico away from gun fire.

Sam and Roy
Roy smiled at Sarah's comment. He wasn't exactly sure what to think about her yet, but she seemed nice even if a bit intimidating. "I'm okay, those criminals yesterday weren't too big of a deal." Roy said calmly, then smiling when he heard Sarah's offer. "Really? You'll train me? Thank you Sarah, I really appreciate." He told Hannah's older sister sincerely. "I'll do my best to learn, I promise."

Sam was grateful when DeeDee retracted her leg, and was shocked when she broke the floor beneath her, getting a little nervous as people around them started staring even more than before. She then saw DeeDee put her head into her hands, looking very distressed. "DeeDee is something wrong? Are you feeling okay?" Sam asked looking quite concerned for her teacher.

[New Rnclave]

Whis:

'This Kai is such a bore.'

Floating in front of him was, of course, the same snotty daiokaioshin who'd requested a Saiyan come deal with the problem in Otherworld in the first place, yet now he wanted someone to kill said Saiyan. This annoying Kai clearly didn't understand his job, the Kaioshins were the ying, to the Gods of Destructions yang. Yet this Kai, despite being made to promote balance and protection, was looki to use Lord Beerus as a tool of his own revenge.

Lord Beerus was of course napping though, meaning this altercation was to be avoided at all costs.

" I'm afraid to say that Lord Beerus is very busy at the moment, and is unable to meet with any Kai's, even one as virtuous and important as yourself." Whis commented, hoping the words would soothe the Kai and convince him to leave.

" I'm not here for Beerus. I'm here for you." The Kai said forcefully.

'Me? How flattering.'

It was always nice to be appreciated. Despite the fact he was stronger than Beerus, often his student would forget, and it made things entirely too frustrating and awkward from time to time. Of course, he wasn't exactly excited to be speaking with a creature as treacherous and vile as this one. Whis knew full well what this Kai was capable of. He'd given the demon Garlic Junior a new reservoir of power and nearly pushed the universe into a state of true tyranny, all to kill a few pitiful Saiyans. Of course, the fact he'd released that beast of a Saiyan Broly, and aided in the opening of the Gates of Hell was astoundingly irresponsible as well. The foolish Kai had even had a hand in providing the seeds for Tree of Might to a Saiyan, nning a spree kf destruction throughout the Southern Galaxy. It was another example of desperation, given he couldn't keep beings greater than himself under his thumb for long. But even Whis couldn't discern as to why this Kaio was so terrified of the Saiyans, it made very little sense to him. Certainly, the Super Saiyans were impressive, especially the first time they were observed in recent times when Okarot defeated Freiza on Namek, and when Hiroshi Mako defeated Garlic Jr and Mira. It wasn't the raw power which was impressive, but the mechanism for the transformation.

" Well you certainly came to the right place! I'm always glad to meet an esteemed guest such as a Kai! Although, I must warn you that we may need to keep our celebration down. Lord Beerus is prone to acts of violence if he's woken up unexpectedly."

A clear warning, but a truthful and needed one. This Kai needed to be off balance in order for Whis to engage in any discussion, and since Whis hated to tell anyone no, using Neerus as a threat was a very well played hand.

The Kaioshins eyes flashed with fear for a moment, the pla eskimemd Kai flattening out his garb before shifting uncomfortably.

" Then forgo any celebration. I'd only have come here if I believed an issue had become a serious threat. These... These Saiyans have grown uncontrollable, and they threaten all of reality, and even Lord Beerus."

'Clearly this Kai has been sneaking too much 'sacred' wine as of late.'

" They must've improved dramatically in the last few minutes, because I have yet to feel any great shift of power within the universe. Although I can see them being as dangerous as Majin Buu."

The Kaio was glaring at him joe, clearly deducing he was being disregarded and toyed with, which was unfortunate for Whis, seeing as he wanted the annoying Kaio to leave as soon as possible.

" Although, if believe this worthy of Lord Beerus-"

" Saiyans from outside this timeline are going to arrive and slaughter any worthy fighters within this universe soon. One in particular, can absorb the life energies of beings. I'm just asking you and or Lord Beerus to slaughter a Saiyan on Earth. If he is killed, the timelines may diverge, meaning these renegades will never be born!"

'Sacred Wine is becoming more and more likely.'

" Check with the Supreme Kai of time if you do not believe me."

Raising his hand, Whis flicked his fingers open as a bubble appeared in the air next to him, peering into the very core of space and time. Instead of seeing an ordered series of images, Whis saw chaos. Time itself seemed to be tearing apart at the fringes. It was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. Even his own powers could interact with time, but this was something different. It was as if realities were spilling out of realities and fracturing into an ever infinite number of timelines.

At the core of it all, he saw a familiar, pink haired creature looking up at him, before frantically looking through other images.

" Why hello Supreme Kaio, I'm just checking in to-"

" I'm very sorry Whis, but I'm-"

" Oh, I'm very sorry to intrude on... The breaking down of the laws that have governed this and other universes for all of eternity but... May I ask what caused all this?"

" Saiyans." She said, before looking at the hundreds of different images before her. " Saiyans who began jumping from timeline to timeline, creating several new realities everytime they jumped, creating more of themselves and many more begins such as yourself and even Majin Buu. Me role in the universe is... It's in complete chaos!"

" Oh dear, no need to panic." Whis said gently.

'Actully, this could be worth some degree of panic. There could be millions of different versions of myself, each mildly and radically different from myself. Imagine a universe where I dint enjoy food and sweets. Imagine a universe where I can't eat! How awful.'

" But-"

" Actully, I was simply checking in on how you were doing. I'll see you at the next Kai and Gods make a retreat, and I do hope you get this crisis dealt with."

With that, Whis closed the bubble before impassively glancing over at the Kaio.

" While terrible, I fail to see how this affects Lord Beerus. These Saiyans are certainly a problem, but they effect none but their immediate victims."

"Because one of them, according to the original time traveller who incidentally started the process of making all of these alternate universes including our own, has met these creatures in their bloody journey, and they may soon eclipse even Lord Beerus."

"Is that right?" a gruff voice came from behind them, and immediately the Kaio went pale, as if he'd vomit.

" Why Lord Beerus." Whis remarked, looking over at the feline like man. " Yoir certainly up early."

" Yes. As annoying as this Kai is, I think I'll make a journey to Earth afterall. The oracle fish has said its time for me to meet my first real challenge."

[The Republic of Atria]

"Great. I get the blue one." Which was the one he wanted to fight to begin with. Normally he would be completely averted to violence, but Alex hurt him on a personal level. Plus the fact that he could regenerate from very vicious injuries meant that he could lay into him without running the risk of accidentally killing him. Even though he really wanted to. "Hey asshole!" Otis shouted as he flew straight at Alex.

Alex turned to hit Otis, but before his fist connected Otis vanished. "Who're you calling an asshole?" Otis then slammed his foot onto the top of Alex's skull, with a very cringe inducing crack sent the blue man straight through the ground and into the ocean.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Otis called as Alex resurfaced, blood dripping from his scalp. "Is shithead more appropriate?" He was enjoying being smarmy more than he would like to admit. Most of the time, he was the bigger man, but he just wanted to give the bastard a taste of his own medicine. At least one time in his life, he felt entitled to give someone an asskicking. Alex flew at Otis and slammed into the Inhuman, who wasn't the slightest bit preturbed. In fact he seemed amused. "Normally I'm opposed to violence... But there's exceptions to every rule." Otis grabbed Alex, and putting as much effort as he could into a kick.

A very, very powerful kick. The sheer force was like a massive bomb going off in the atmosphere. Clouds dispersed, the water in the ocean was pushed back, and Praetoria experienced an 8.2 Earthquake. Alex didn't realize what happened until he pushed the mountain of rubble off of himself to see that he was literally kicked in half. His legs were nowhere to be seen. Which wasn't more than an annoyance, but when he finally got free, he wasn't on Earth anymore, he was on Mars. And what used to be Olympus Mons was a crater. "Holy fuck..." He muttered as his legs finally grew back. Just in time for Otis to land on top of him and flatten his upper body. His legs were intact, and his head was as well. Just not his torso or anything around there.

"Good thing you can regenerate... You're not doing so hot." He commented as Alex pulled himself back together. "I mean, that's pretty much the only reason you're alive. How many times have you been fatally dismembered? Have you considered fighting lessons?" He was venting. In his own smarmy way. Yelling and screaming wasn't his style. Though he left his guard down and Alex smashed into him quite hard. He felt the shock in his chest. And then the painful stinging of being hit across the face, repeatedly. Alex smashed the Inhuman onto the moon, and was promptly blasted of in a bright red flash. "Son of a... Ouch. You hit hard..." He said spitting out the blood and spit that filled his mouth.

"You stupid... Whatever the hell you're supposed to be!"

"Ouch. Words can be just as powerful as energy blasts." Otis said pretending his chest hurt by putting his hand over it. "I don't think I'll recover from that one..." This only served to enrage Alex, causing him to charge at Otis yet again. Unfortunately, Otis was smarter than he thought, sidestepped him, and grabbed his cape. "Y'know, I never understood the cape thing." He said spinning Alex around and around over his head. "It's so easy to grab. And do this!" He said an flung the blue man towards Earth at such a speed that his body was ripped apart in the atmosphere right above Praetoria. Otis flew down and waited for Alex to regenerate once again. Come on Xander...

[Charmera]

Daniel Carter/Killswitch-23-Baravia, South America

The alien woman, appeared to be telling the truth. Or, I was just more willing to believe her for some reason. As she explained as to why she was here, it seemed to fit the profile of information I already knew. "Your information sounds right, radical mutant groups have been known to attack populations around the world to draw attention to their cause. For mutants who are supposed to be superior to mankind, they seem to share many of our base instincts." I took a catious step back as I continued to see that she made no aggressive moves, so when she did ask me about lowering my weapons, I slowly complied. After seeing that we may share a common goal, I tried to suggest partnering up for a while.

"Look, my team...separated from me a while ago. And we seem to be here for similar causes. There is an Earth saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. It seems to apply here." In order to make working together easier, I decided to give her something to call me. "My nickname in my unit was Killswitch. You can call me that."

Just as I had finished introducing myself, we were both interrupted by what was obviously a mutant, and just as obviously foreign. Speaking of the just cause the rebels were fighting for. At first I was certain I never met him, but as he continued to speak, it was more apparent that he was a upstart mutant hero....

"Gravity, right? That is what they call you? You seem the idealistic type, guessing you are the headstrong type as well. Back home you seem to enjoy letting others take the spot light for you. Good for you, but just so you cannot say you were never given a fair warning, here it is." I took a deep breath, certain this would not work, as the kid has a clear soft spot for mutant causes, but they say the truth helps.

"Take a look around, this is a dufferent world then you ever knew. In New York, you have heros, and you have villains. You think this world is the same way, its not. Take a look around, this city used to be home to six million people, both mutant and human. Now ask yourself real quick, aside from the soldiers and mercs in the city, you see any human civilians? Only mutants, well, all the humans are dead. Murdered by the freedom lovers you flew half a world to help. Listen kid, I wont tell you that you are on the wrong side, and in fact, I am fighting for a government just as bad as your rebels. With just as much blood on their hands. You see, you are now in my world, where heroes dont exist. Where good and evil is not black and white but everything is grey. If you dont leave now, go back to New York, then its your choice. But make no mistake, staying here is not heroic, but you will just be another combatant." I then loaded explosive rounds into the rifle, preparing for the worst.

"Ball is in your court...Gravity." I warned as I flipped off the safety.

As the mercenary loaded his weapon, Callum prepared an outward bubble of gravity around himself that would take away most of the damage, but this guy knew what he was doing. Regular bullets would be easy to deflect, but explosive rounds still dealt some damage, even if it was lessened greatly. As he finished speaking, Callum grew furious, especially angered by the sheer cockiness of the mercenary, assuming he was just a confused simpleton trying to be a hero.

"You think I don't know? You think I'm not completely aware of what's going on here? Things aren't black and white, I know. But I'm going with what I know is right, at least. Why are you here, for a paycheck? I've seen what's been going on here, I know about the corruption, the persecutions, the discrimination. I chose to take a stand. It's the lesser of two evils. And don't you dare say that these streets are empty because of the rebels. Don't forget the airstrikes, the military sweeps... People like you try to pretend what you're doing is right, but at the end of the day, you're here for money. At least I'm trying to do the right thing. To help my fellow mutants. To help everybody. So no, I won't stand down because you have a big gun and a bigger mouth. I'm not trying to be heroic." Callum spat. "I'm trying to help. So do your fucking worst."

He wouldn't kill this guy. But he would still damn hurt him.

Aru pointed her rifle at the Mutant. "The rebels you support are playing with fire Gravity." Spoke Aru, a frown on her face. Not a glare, but a stern look aimed at Gravity. "They've been given something. A weapon. Something they cannot possibly comprehend by so called allies whom see your species as nothing but pawns. I am trying to make sure you don't blow up your own planet."

"If you choose to side with them, you won't be helping." She spoke. "You will be killing millions. And that's a conservative estimate."

[New Neros]

-snip

Dressed casually, Max went about his day off leisurely, enjoying some tea and watching television, flipping between news reports and cartoons. He was a simple man in private, wearing a white shirt and blue shorts as he drank his iced tea from a tall glass. Val walked through the living room - one that seemed like an up-scale apartment rather than a room fit for royalty - with sweat beating down her brow. "You up for the next session?" She asked, seeing if Mad Max wanted to hit the gym.

"Nah," He replied, "I did my routine this morning."

"Mmm..." Val hummed, trying to see if her life partner was lying or not - Max giving no sign that he was. She sighed, and plopped down on the couch next to him. "Whatcha watching?"

"Nothing. Because nothing good is on." Max said with a dull expression, leaning his head back on the sofa. "We still haven't found any leads on the Xyrixma case." He said flatly, uninformed about their infiltration of their ranks - as all of Madworld was. Without warning, a message appeared on Max's television, causing the King to groan and accept it, listening to an audio recording of one of his Forever Knight Paladins.

"My King, we have a matter that requires your oversight." The armored personnel began, "Our tapping of the Asgardian Teleportation Networks yielded a message addressed to the Xyrixma - the person delivering it a minion of some sort. We scanned the document and put him on his way, but it appears that Enchantress is planning to sell off a Slime prisoner to one of the Xyri's." Max nodded, thinking about the situation intently.

"She is not in good standing with Asgard, and I knew our information agents would find something this juicy since they've been to war with the slimes. Excellent work." Max said, commending the officer, "But we need to capture her prisoner. She may yet yield information that is vital to our efforts here on Earth. Val," He said, turning to his lover, "Let's have you, me, Shatterstar, and Xala be ready to move to their meeting spot. We'll intercept Enchantress and the other Xyrixma." Max ordered, standing up from his seat and ending the return message.

He stood up and clenched one of his hands together, bringing forth a liquid-like material that coated his skin and clothing - the entire process happening all over his body as he revealed his Mad King Armor. "We haven't a moment to lose, Otto will keep the nation running in our absence." He assured Val, who was already up and ready, sending an alert to Shatterstar and Xala to mobilize. "Let's move."

[Finland SSR]

-

I watched the fight between Otis and that Xander doppleganger for the first few seconds, and normally, it was followed by shock beyond shocks.

Where the hell do these people keep hiding all this power? How did people here become so powerful in such a short time? 50 years ago- no, just a few years ago, there wasn't anyone strong enough to be more than just a speck to these... freaks! I clenched my fists and looked down. And to be honest, compared to them, that's what I am - a speck.

Nothing more than just an ant that they might brush off their knees after returning from a camping trip. But... how?

What happened that even in my strongest form, I'm no more than just one of those grunts that heroes, or villains, overpower by magnitudes?

I mean, that's not how the world works! That's not how it should work!

For decades, there wasn't anyone who could challenge me, and now you tell me that I've suddenly been pushed back to the end of the line? I need to get stronger... much stronger... for my own survival...

I can help you out with that...

..? I shook my head and returned back to focus. Otis and Mr. Blue were still duking it out. The white guy is there. I don't think he expects me to attack, again. I leaped back, then charged straight forward towards the old man. Full speed. I cocked back my left fist, then as I got closer, threw it forward. Full power. This was to be followed by a powerful barrage of energy blasts.

[Charmera]

Hiroshi: East City and his Apartment

Staring at the door, Hiroshi felt himself tense up with nervousness. His lifestyle was hardly glamorous. He wasn't any well known professor, or a protector of the weak. He was just sort of here, and besides physical labor jobs, he mostly just stuck to himself and trained.

Slowly, Hiroshi pulled open the door, a rush of cold air meeting him as he stepped to the side, letting Claudia, Tomia and the Cyborgs he brought along with him into his humble apartment.

" You can set her back in the spare room in you want." Hiroshi commented, addressing Black Sun. " Tomia, you know where you stay when you come here, and Claudia... Um, you can have my room, I can sleep on the couch if... If you want me too."

"That... sounds good." She spoke, not yet sure whether or not Hiro should sleep on the couch or not. Claudia was a little unsure about all this still, and felt herself wishing she hadn't decided to take Hiro back. She still loved him, but there was still niggling doubt that she felt inside.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi: East City and his Apartment

Staring at the door, Hiroshi felt himself tense up with nervousness. His lifestyle was hardly glamorous. He wasn't any well known professor, or a protector of the weak. He was just sort of here, and besides physical labor jobs, he mostly just stuck to himself and trained.

Slowly, Hiroshi pulled open the door, a rush of cold air meeting him as he stepped to the side, letting Claudia, Tomia and the Cyborgs he brought along with him into his humble apartment.

" You can set her back in the spare room in you want." Hiroshi commented, addressing Black Sun. " Tomia, you know where you stay when you come here, and Claudia... Um, you can have my room, I can sleep on the couch if... If you want me too."

"That... sounds good." She spoke, not yet sure whether or not Hiro should sleep on the couch or not. Claudia was a little unsure about all this still, and felt herself wishing she hadn't decided to take Hiro back. She still loved him, but there was still niggling doubt that she felt inside.

Barely hiding his heavy sigh, Hiroshi slipped past her for a moment, slipping into his room to pull on a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. This was hardly how he imagined spending his first night back, and he barely did anything to hide the annoyed expression on his features as he pulled a pillow off his bed, tossing it towards the couch with his free hand, the Hybrid turned towards Claudia as he slipped past her again.

" I was thinking." He remarked quietly. " I missed Tomia's birthday during... that time. Maybe we should celebrate it tomorrow? I'm sure she'd enjoy a few normal days before she gets back into the same old schedule."

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

Oxford College of Charms and Spells

Loss breathed in deeply as he returned to the physical world, the shadows around him dispelling. Just outside of them, Madam Fang was meditating. She shook her head slightly before opening her eyes. "Loss." She smirked. "What a pleasant surprise."

Loss rolled his eyes. "The boy will be fine in a day or two. Alex and I established a formal healing chamber in the west wing just for this purpose." He lifted the boy over his back easily.

Madam Fang glanced over at the manor. "Isn't it a bit small to say it has wings? It looks more like a couple rooms on each side, that's it."

He chuckled. "We shrank its outside and made the inside bigger. I can assure you, it's much more impressive inside.

She sighed. "Of course you did."

The two walked inside and to the healing chamber. Inside the stark white room, an antiseptic smell permeated its entirety, and the roof was absolutely littered with various life preservation runes. "They're along the walls and floor too, just hidden." Loss remarked. "Now, if you can watch the boy, I need to make a call."

He left her with the child, pulling out a phone, calling Alex. "You there? We need to talk."

[Krytonus]

Aru pointed her rifle at the Mutant. "The rebels you support are playing with fire Gravity." Spoke Aru, a frown on her face. Not a glare, but a stern look aimed at Gravity. "They've been given something. A weapon. Something they cannot possibly comprehend by so called allies whom see your species as nothing but pawns. I am trying to make sure you don't blow up your own planet."

"If you choose to side with them, you won't be helping." She spoke. "You will be killing millions. And that's a conservative estimate."

"Okay, hold up lady. We don't have any superweapons, okay? I mean, you're not going to convince me no matter what lie you come up with. So please, go away. Find something better to do, because this is none of your business. For neither of you. Just, please... Go." Callum lifted one gloved fist in the air, ready to signal to the others surrounding the area. "Nobody wants to fight. We want equality. This was never about killing." He bit his lip beneath his helmet, anxiously waiting for a response, noticing he was drenched in sweat. He desperately hoped his fear wasn't noticable.

[The Rebel Alliances]

Daniel Carter/Killswitch-23-Baravia, South America

This is going nowhere, and this new Information that the alien was revealing, it was hard to tell if she was telling the truth or not. The more I thought about it though, the more It passed through my mind the more I believed her. The claim was too outrageous to be a decent attempt at lying. As for Gravity, his sympathy for mutants is so clear that it is blinding. "Well it seems negotiations have failed." With that I pulled the trigger launching a small barrage at Gravity, to pull the mutants who are with him out of hiding. As the battle started to go underway the rebels began to reveal their positions as they came to the aid of their new ally. The attack would likely not have a killing affect, but it was mostly diversionary.

It did not take long for the rebels to show themselves. The first was a older man up in his middle ages. Breaking into the room from behind, as the back wall crumbled I shouted over to my temporary ally. "You take Gravity! I will keep his back up off of you!" The tanned south American man was quite large but his ability made him seem even larger. As he nearly instantly sprouted four more powerful arms. I raised the rifle to greet him but his speed matched his size as he blitzed me. Thrusting me against the wall the man pinned me with two arms while beating me with the remaining four.

Resorting to kicking the man away just to buy a few feet of space, the six armed giant immediately attacked but this time I thew a large combat knife which the man caught by the blade between two hands. He gave a cocky smile as he gripped the knife and prepared to turn the blade against me. I clicked a small detonator which activated a bomb hidden in the handle of the combat knife. Several hands were lost as the mutant reeled back in pain. Drawing my pistol I thought that I carry several of those knives as I placed two bullets in his chest and one in the head, as my first battle ended, I turned to see how the alien was handling Gravity.

[The Republic of Atria]

"I like that kid. I want one. Kalibak-" He was cut off by someone blindsiding him. He hated being blindsided. It was the second time today that someone hit him in the face when he wasn't looking. "Who's the dead motherfucker that just hit me?!" He hissed rubbing the side of his face to see a barrage of blasts headed right at him. "Alright. Stop with the bullshit." Wyatt hissed, his hands glowing bright white, dissolving the energy blasts just before they hit him, allowing him a look at who fired them. "A celestial tinker toy? I ain't killed too many of you. You make great sex bots. Not even gonna lie. Give ya a pair of knockers and less retarded hair, and you're right as rain. By the way, you can have these back." The blasts that Frank had fired at him rematerialized, but aimed straight at him.

Meanwhile, Xander was frantically trying to find a way to break the laws of physics and destroy energy, but was having the same amount of luck as one would expect. Which only made him more tense since he knew that Otis and Frank wouldn't last forever. He was about to start pulling his hair out when Naja decided to make a suggestion. "Would something like... Anti-matter work? Get them away from Earth and blast them with it or something-" She quickly found herself being squeezed and lifted off her feet.

"Naja, you're a genius! I love you!" He said putting her down, kissing her and flying away only to fly back about a second later. "I'm gonna need your help. This is going to require some timing. They're gonna be expecting me to be up to something, so while they're distracted, open up two Boom Tubes to the Negative zone. In theory, this should either kill them, or at the very least stop their powers from working. Maybe."

[Charmera]

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Sarah could not hold back a giggle as she heard DeeDee catch on to what she was saying and play along with it to continue teasing Samantha. Usually, she would not be happyy to see anyone mess with her sisters, but this person was Sam's teacher, and likely something else given the fascination she exerted over Sam, so she supposed she could let it slip. She laughed further still as she heard Sam's embarrassed reaction and, after calming down, looked towards her teacher. "I'm glad you were gentle with my sister. She has always been a little shy, as you can see." She said, though she decided afterwards that it had been enough and that she could stop teasing Samantha now. Embarrassing her too much would be a torture and her sister would likely be angry at her for it, after all, a situation she much preferred to avoid. With that in mind, she instead turned to the new arrival as he sat beside Hanah.

"Speak of the devil and he will arrive, hmm?" She commented with a chuckle. "Did you sleep well after the terrorist mess?" She asked her little sister's friend. Best to get along with everyone, after all, as she had a hunch they'd be traveling together for a while. "Oh, once this vacation is over, I can train you like you asked to." She said, and paused, snickering a little. Just one more jab wouldn't hurt. "It'll be different training than the one DeeDee is giving my sister, of course." She said, glancing at Sam with a grin.

Hannah was too occupied devouring everything in front of her to say anything to anyone, though she would likely be snapped out of this food eating trance if someone mentioned her name. She didn't even notice DeeDee's tail blunder, though one thing that did get her to snap out of her food nomming was mention of Sarah becoming Roy's mentor. She grabbed a chicken leg but paused before throwing it into her ravenous maw. "Is everyone getting trained or someone to train but me? What am I going to do with you guys busy training each other?" She asked. She was only semi serious, being how she is she didn't really like the idea of being told what to do. But if everyone else was improving their skills, then she should probably hone hers. Then again, more time doing that would mean less time eating... And with their new riches the food just kept getting better...

The sacrifices I have to make... how sad... She thought before picking the chicken leg clean.

-snip

Dressed casually, Max went about his day off leisurely, enjoying some tea and watching television, flipping between news reports and cartoons. He was a simple man in private, wearing a white shirt and blue shorts as he drank his iced tea from a tall glass. Val walked through the living room - one that seemed like an up-scale apartment rather than a room fit for royalty - with sweat beating down her brow. "You up for the next session?" She asked, seeing if Mad Max wanted to hit the gym.

"Nah," He replied, "I did my routine this morning."

"Mmm..." Val hummed, trying to see if her life partner was lying or not - Max giving no sign that he was. She sighed, and plopped down on the couch next to him. "Whatcha watching?"

"Nothing. Because nothing good is on." Max said with a dull expression, leaning his head back on the sofa. "We still haven't found any leads on the Xyrixma case." He said flatly, uninformed about their infiltration of their ranks - as all of Madworld was. Without warning, a message appeared on Max's television, causing the King to groan and accept it, listening to an audio recording of one of his Forever Knight Paladins.

"My King, we have a matter that requires your oversight." The armored personnel began, "Our tapping of the Asgardian Teleportation Networks yielded a message addressed to the Xyrixma - the person delivering it a minion of some sort. We scanned the document and put him on his way, but it appears that Enchantress is planning to sell off a Slime prisoner to one of the Xyri's." Max nodded, thinking about the situation intently.

"She is not in good standing with Asgard, and I knew our information agents would find something this juicy since they've been to war with the slimes. Excellent work." Max said, commending the officer, "But we need to capture her prisoner. She may yet yield information that is vital to our efforts here on Earth. Val," He said, turning to his lover, "Let's have you, me, Shatterstar, and Xala be ready to move to their meeting spot. We'll intercept Enchantress and the other Xyrixma." Max ordered, standing up from his seat and ending the return message.

He stood up and clenched one of his hands together, bringing forth a liquid-like material that coated his skin and clothing - the entire process happening all over his body as he revealed his Mad King Armor. "We haven't a moment to lose, Otto will keep the nation running in our absence." He assured Val, who was already up and ready, sending an alert to Shatterstar and Xala to mobilize. "Let's move."

"Did you have to choose somewhere so snowy for a meeting point?" Zaki asked. They stood within a plains in nifflehime, far away from most civilization. Zaki didn't mind the cold so much in this land of supernatural frost, no what really annoyed her was the snow.

"Well I didn't want Valka's goons to discover us." She remarked. Then frowned. "They should have been here long ago. Do your kind have an inclination for tardiness or are they testing my patience?"

"Perhaps they realize that you need them more than they need you."

"Excuse me?"

Zaki allowed herself a smile. "Your irrelevant in the grand scheme of things really. Odins rule allowed you to get away with so much, but now you're afraid that stepping out of line will bring down the wrath of the All Mother as it did with poor Laufrey. And with no Loki to ally yourself with you're left with either utter powerlessness. "

"Now you're testing my patience slime." She sent a jolt of magic through her victim. Zaki convulsed, though she felt no pain.

"Heh-" She spoke. "That tickled."

Enchantress scowled as she sent another stronger magical jolt. Zaki kept lapping it up and faking pain. She just needed a bit more to escape.

"Xyrix wouldn't want you as an ally even if you weren't such a witless, arrogant fool."

"Silence!" She shouted. A large burst of magical energy went through Zaki. She smiled, not bothering to fake any screams this time. This time she just laughed. Then she broke her bonds. Shattered them with the collected magical strength.

"I even have some to spare..." Remarked Zaki, her body slowly returning to a more nourished state.

"How... How did you do that? You were helpless when I found you?" Enchantress spoke, gawking at Zaki.

Zaki grabbed the enchantress by the arm and began sucking all the magic from her. "The key word in that sentance there is "was". I was helpless, but then you gave me a way out. A delicious magical way out."

As Enchantress fell, drained of all her magic, Zaki exhaled, feeling the power within her after so long of being starved. In this moment she even forgot that soon Xyrix's goons would be here...

[Finland SSR]

"I like that kid. I want one. Kalibak-" He was cut off by someone blindsiding him. He hated being blindsided. It was the second time today that someone hit him in the face when he wasn't looking. "Who's the dead motherfucker that just hit me?!" He hissed rubbing the side of his face to see a barrage of blasts headed right at him. "Alright. Stop with the bullshit." Wyatt hissed, his hands glowing bright white, dissolving the energy blasts just before they hit him, allowing him a look at who fired them. "A celestial tinker toy? I ain't killed too many of you. You make great sex bots. Not even gonna lie. Give ya a pair of knockers and less retarded hair, and you're right as rain. By the way, you can have these back." The blasts that Frank had fired at him rematerialized, but aimed straight at him.

Meanwhile, Xander was frantically trying to find a way to break the laws of physics and destroy energy, but was having the same amount of luck as one would expect. Which only made him more tense since he knew that Otis and Frank wouldn't last forever. He was about to start pulling his hair out when Naja decided to make a suggestion. "Would something like... Anti-matter work? Get them away from Earth and blast them with it or something-" She quickly found herself being squeezed and lifted off her feet.

"Naja, you're a genius! I love you!" He said putting her down, kissing her and flying away only to fly back about a second later. "I'm gonna need your help. This is going to require some timing. They're gonna be expecting me to be up to something, so while they're distracted, open up two Boom Tubes to the Negative zone. In theory, this should either kill them, or at the very least stop their powers from working. Maybe."

"You know, you're the first person on this planet who had ever compared me to a god damn doll. Sex or not." I exclaimed. To be honest, he's not that far from point. I mean, the upper layers of my skin do resemble plastic a bit... but now this has just gotten creepy. "This just makes you-"

Oh.

He remade them.

And he fired them right at me.

Explosions and pummeling ensued as he caught me pretty well off-guard. I didn't die - well, come on - but it was a solid hit. Good thing that Xander remade my clothing to be more sturdy - these things don't really bruise them anymore. "Alright, good one. Take this as a prize!" I created a large energy sphere in my right hand and threw it at the creepy old dude.

If he catches it - well, damn.

[Krytonus]

Daniel Carter/Killswitch-23-Baravia, South America

"Well it seems negotiations have failed." With that I pulled the trigger launching a small barrage at Gravity, to pull the mutants who are with him out of hiding.

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Drawing my pistol I thought that I carry several of those knives as I placed two bullets in his chest and one in the head, as my first battle ended, I turned to see how the alien was handling Gravity.

As the mercenary spoke, Callum quickly pulled down his arm, signalling to his allies to attack, and immediately recoiled as a flurry of explosive shells detonated in front of him. His bubble of strong outward gravity stopped the shells dead in their tracks, but force of the change, almost like a solid wall caused the explosives to detonate. Callum's view was immediately obstructed by several explosions, and he yelped in pain as several fragments embedded themselves into his chest and arms. His suit did take the edge off of the heat, at least, so there were no bad burn. Unsure whether to pull out the shards or keep them there, he decided it was probably for the best to leave them be. Callum zipped forwards and charged through the smoke. Seems that the Merc was occupied, so instead Callum turned to the girl, splaying out his hands and increasing the gravity around her fifteen fold. It wasn't enough to break bones or cause lasting damage, but it rendered most opponents immobile.

"Stand down!" Callum shouted as he pinned her under the bubble. "There's no point in fighting! It's two against sixteen!"

[The Republic of Atria]

"I'm going to distract him. When I give the signal open a Boom Tube to the Negative zone and we're done. And we can rebuild Praetoria... Again." It didn't take long to fix the damage done, but it was slightly annoying. Xander flew up to Wyatt just as Frank was going to blast him. "Guess who." Xander taunted, grabbing his arms, letting Franks blast hit him and then throwing him onto the ground. "Frank. We've got a plan. Otis seems to have my evil twin under wraps. What we're gonna do is set up to push him into the Negative Zone. In theory, both of them should be powerless and we win. I recommend-" He was cut off by incoherent screaming coming from Wyatt.

"-TEAR YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF!" Out of the two target, since Xander was using the Starbrand, he was the biggest target. His cosmic awareness told him that Xander was using an external power source. All it would take some was smarts to cut him off from it and make him much easier to deal with. "Alright Blondie, let's see you fight without that fancy doodad." Xander flew at Wyatt only for Wyatt to surround him in a white sphere and drop him like a stone. "I ain't that fuckin' stupid. That whatchamacallit you're using is what makes you so damn tough. Without it? Not so much... Wait... You're an Elo too? You just got a body like me? Small Multiverse. Just one teeny tiny difference. I've got a fuckload more power than you do. See?" He was completely ignoring Frank, having almost forgotten that he was there, and using his superior power to flay Xander alive.

Naja did't like watching her huband get ripped apart at the molecular level, but Wyatt was oblivious to her, which meant Xander's plan was working. So it was her turn to help save the universe for the third time this week, and opened the Boom Tube. "Frank! Otis! Get those psychos in there!"

[Finland SSR]

"I'm going to distract him. When I give the signal open a Boom Tube to the Negative zone and we're done. And we can rebuild Praetoria... Again." It didn't take long to fix the damage done, but it was slightly annoying. Xander flew up to Wyatt just as Frank was going to blast him. "Guess who." Xander taunted, grabbing his arms, letting Franks blast hit him and then throwing him onto the ground. "Frank. We've got a plan. Otis seems to have my evil twin under wraps. What we're gonna do is set up to push him into the Negative Zone. In theory, both of them should be powerless and we win. I recommend-" He was cut off by incoherent screaming coming from Wyatt.

"-TEAR YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF!" Out of the two target, since Xander was using the Starbrand, he was the biggest target. His cosmic awareness told him that Xander was using an external power source. All it would take some was smarts to cut him off from it and make him much easier to deal with. "Alright Blondie, let's see you fight without that fancy doodad." Xander flew at Wyatt only for Wyatt to surround him in a white sphere and drop him like a stone. "I ain't that fuckin' stupid. That whatchamacallit you're using is what makes you so damn tough. Without it? Not so much... Wait... You're an Elo too? You just got a body like me? Small Multiverse. Just one teeny tiny difference. I've got a fuckload more power than you do. See?" He was completely ignoring Frank, having almost forgotten that he was there, and using his superior power to flay Xander alive.

Naja did't like watching her huband get ripped apart at the molecular level, but Wyatt was oblivious to her, which meant Xander's plan was working. So it was her turn to help save the universe for the third time this week, and opened the Boom Tube. "Frank! Otis! Get those psychos in there!"

Everything went so fast. Is this what the superheroes do nowadays? Okay, recap time! Xander is back, helps me blast the blue guy, then the blue guy ignores me and goes on to beat up the poor golden guy. I float here. And then... Naja screamed at me, I looked at her. Looks like she has a plan going.

"Does an energy blast work?" I commented. Of course it does... Influx is at 40%. 40% left, that guy sure did a lot of damage.

Anyway, full power time! I gathered all of the energy I could muster at the time into my right hand while positioning myself at the right spot. Wyatt is just between me and whatever is that Naja contraption. My eye flashed...

And BOOM. No words, nothing to try and warn him. Just a massive energy blast with, hopefully, enough energy to send the bastard to wherever they're planning to send him.

[Siliarba]

DeeDee

I'm making a scene, I shouldn't be making a scene, I'll destroy something entirely to rubble some other day, get this weird nice bug out of me "It's nothing, nothing Sam, I'm fine, just, had a troublesome thought. It happens from time to time. Just, ignore it. Oh, and I promise to keep my tail to myself more or at least control it to put less pressure on you when it does climb up your leg."

CeeCee

At this speed I should be there in just a minute or 2, she'll be fine until then. On second thought the hero inside me is telling me to check out the smoke signals over there. Darn it, being a sister and being a hero shouldn't be conflicting each other. Whatever, DeeDee can handle herself, even when she has to handle herself against herself. Besides this should only be a short detour, probably some small fries robbing a bank or something. Wait, is that a zoo, who the hell would be robbing a zoo? "Go free my 4-legged friends, nons of ya deserve to be in a cage be free and be happy auntie Harley's here ta help yas! Run wild so I can destroy this icon of captivity!" Ah grand, here I was heading off to find one destruction loving nutcase and ran in to another. "Look ma'am, this is a good zoo and those animals get everything they need here, so how about you stop messing around here and let the animals keep their homes."

"Another lackey of the law here to stop me from my fun I see." Difficult to see through the smoke but clear enough she's coming to attack, whatever I'll put her down fast without harm, insane people got enough problems without getting their brains scrambled from a fight. Wait, is she wielding a giant hammer, who the hell uses a giant ... Before even finishing that thought the attack hit me with full force, Christ you'd think living with DeeDee has me desensitized to insanity. That said this lady packs a punch, that attack sent me flying through a wall, not bad. "So, you gonna fight back misses Red suit, or misses Pink hair, weird combination, I won't judge. But seriously you could liven up a bit, not so much fun wrecking you and this place if you're just going to lie down without a fight."

"I'll give you this, you pack a stronger punch than I expected, but you're making one fatal mistake, you're bringing out a Red Lantern's rage!" In full force I pulled myself up from the wreckage off the wall powered up and flew out towards my enemy grabbed her tightly and flew off to smash her against the building besides her, one good crash should put her in dreamtown. Wait now she's laughing? She realizes I'm about to slam her through a building right? Why is this bothering me? I know how to handle insane people, I have to deal with it every day.

I didn't even realize it but I was slowing down quickly, and soon after I had come to a complete stop, letting go off this lady, what the hell is going on with me? "Hey, why'd you stop misses Pink? This was just getting fun." "This is fun to you? I was close to crashing you through a wall at skull-crushing speed and this is fun? And stop calling me misses Pink I'm CeeCee. Or most just call me C." Great, now I'm introducing myself to this nutcase, what the hell is wrong with me? "I'm Harley and yeah, that would've been fun, it's been since Gotham that I got in to a good fight like that so next time you grab me make sure ya slam me hard like you were planning." "Harley, like the motorcycle, nice name, I always liked Harleys." What did I just say? Was that a flirt? No, that can't be, something must be affecting my mind, maybe she's got some poison on her so when I grabbed her it must have started to affect me. "Wait, are you flirting with me? Is that why you let go? Don't think I've had a do-gooder fall for me so far. Sounds forbidden! Sounds fun! Let's do it!" "Wait what? D..Don't be ...Don't be ridiculous, I'm not the falling type I've never fallen. Well I've fallen before but in the literal, not the unliteral, I've I've ..." Unliteral? That's not a word C, and what words mean isn't the issue now, I have to get out of here, fast!

"Gotto go, ... Bye." Why did I have to stutter that out just get out of here C, why am I not moving, why am I hearing my own heartbeat, why the hell is this all this happening "Ring take over, get me out of here." Thank god this ring has power of it's own, it was my only ticket out of there, without it I would've been stuck there with that woman, that woman that my every sense is saying to go back to, ..., what the hell is going on?!

Back at the zoo: "'Typical Hero, Afraid of commitment, oh well, back to smashing this place."

DeeDee

That was just a freak moment just now, I'll be fine, I'm just trying to get in to this girls pants here, that's why I'm seemingly being nice, I'm fine, nothing to be worried about, you just overreacted to yourself D. Now let's just eat, CeeCee'll be here soon I can sense her coming over, might as well finish my breakfast before she arrives considering she just ran in to a crime that should give me enough time to do that. Right now the conversation between these sisters isn't that interesting, good thing C's fighting, that's kind off like having your own private show to watch. It's always fun to see her beat someone up. Even though she's taking the first hit it seems. C'mon C, you're used to my craziness don't let this villains put you off your game, there you go slam her in to a wall. Wait, what's going on, she's holding back? She's stopping entirely? She never backs down from a fight.

Wait what the hell is going on with her? Is she having a crush? Is she flirting?!! And off course that had to happen just as I was swallowing part of my breakfast, which I am now chocking on. I began violently coughing yet, somehow, this felt like the least worrying thing that has happened so far today, perhaps when I fall unconscious I can wake up again from this weird dream. No such luck though as my own tail instinctively slapped me on the back enough for the piece of pancake to dislodge from my throat. "Today has only just started and I don't think I've ever had a weirder day, ..., you guys would tell me if I was dreaming right now, right?"

[Dandoniapolis]

Humanity was always threatened, mostly by itself. But Maximus knew that there were often deeper causes to the world’s problems, like viruses behind your computer failure. And he was the Anti-Virus software. That is what had brought him to the top of this old stone building on the coldest night of the year. It was so cold, that at any second you thought that Old Winter himself might shiver in it. The roof itself was typical of Manhattan, flat, with vents coming up out of it and a small garden growing. However, he was more interested in the Gargoyles that sat on each corner of the building. He had already knocked the head off of 3 of the 4 statues, with only one left. Raising the hammer over his head, it was no surprise to him when the statue suddenly broke apart in front of him to reveal a living version of itself.

The Gargoyles were more common in ancient times when they could be at peace with humans. They often struck deals with kings to let them live in the castle, in exchange for protection. Renowned warriors, the modern breed has long degenerated from the noble Gargoyles of old. Grotesques, that is what they are now called. Looking at this one, it was clear why. Its face was sunk deep into its head, like a dent into a bucket. Its horns were unsymmetrical and protruded at strange angles. It’s left wing was stunted and twisted while it’s right belonged on a much larger beast. Its claws were covered with dirt and broken in several places. Its skin was scaly and shedding, covered with bumps and warts protruding at odd places. Maximus took a step back and fired his pistol at the creature. It jumped aside and jumped at him. Maximus dropped to the floor. For all of its evolutionary flaws, the beast had retained its ancestors combat strength.

Maximus fought the beast. At first, the fight was taken from range, quick pistol shots, jumps and dodges. It degenerated quickly into a melee. Grotesques had the strength of a human. If this creature was a true Gargoyle, Max would already be dead. Max wrestled with the beast, breaking its good wing. It struggled and clawed. It let out a horrendous scream, like that of a million souls calling for mercy as they were slowly eviscerated. The beast pecked at him several times, but thankfully Max’s Battlesuit stopped most of the blow. He was still going to have to get his ribs fixed up after this, though. Finally, the sun’s first rays poked over the Empire State Building. Putting the Grotesque in an arm lock, Max forced into the light. It began to crumble to dust. Grotesques were unlike their ancestors in that, while able to transform into stone at any time, they had the problem of turning to dust if not stone when the sun rose. And that is what happened to this Grotesque. As the last of the dust blew away from his hands, Max walked back towards the stairwell, as though he had finished a chore he had done a million times before.

[New Neros]

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A large orb floated in the middle of Mad Max, Val Valentine, Otto Godblessed, and Xala, acting like a magical camera into the meeting spot where the Enchantress was to hand over her prisoner to the Xyrixma. The gang was situated in a pocket dimension "next" to Niflheim, where they could enter the realm at a moment's notice, but observation was more important at that point. But, as the scene played out, Max watched silently as the prisoner overpowered Enchantress, or rather, outsmarted her by absorbing her magical energies. "Xala," He called out, the slime girl picking her head up to listen, "Do you know this Xyrix?"

"I'm...Not sure." She said honestly, "If I had to guess just based on absorbing magic, her name is Zaki. I don't know her too well, I just know of her."

"I see. That makes things interesting, though - Doesn't it? Xyrixma's have an affinity for specific types of energy they devour, say for example you, Xala, you can absorb solar radiation, whereas this...Zaki, can absorb magical energy. Very interesting indeed, we could have use for someone like that, and by the looks of this and the wording in that letter from Enchantress, it doesn't look like Zaki was going to be exchanged for another prisoner, but ransomed off."

"It seems that Enchantress has picked a nice location for me. I'll empowered in this realm, and I think we may need every bit of power if these Xyrixma are as powerful as warned. But, have our objectives changed? Shall we still take Enchantress' prisoner or leave her be?" Xala nodded, wondering what must be done about Zaki.

"The mission was to take the prisoner for ourselves, Otto. But we'll simply use diplomacy rather than force to take her to our side."

"And if words don't work?" Val asked, watching Zaki intently through the orb.

Max smirked under his helm, "Then we can use force."

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BOOM.

A vortex opened behind Zaki, a man clad in armor stepping forth onto the frigid wasteland of Niflheim from the space he occupied previously, a female and male warrior exiting behind him, the crunch of the snow beneath their feet marking their presence, had the impossibly loud Boom Tube not announced it already. Behind those three, though, was a curiosity, a slime creature, a Xyrixma. Max spoke quickly and forcibly, using the Allspeak so that he could be understood. "Zaki, I presume? I am Maxwell Morningstar, and these are some of our Godbreakers." He said, motioning to the ones behind him.

"I have come to offer you shelter from the coming Xyrixma, as I have done with another of your race." He said, Xala moving to Max's side, tilting her head to the side with a smile and a wave.

"Hello!" Xala said cheerfully, "I'm Xala. Haven't we...um, met before, or something?" She said nervously. "Oh it's so cold...." She complained, shivering a bit despite being made of slime. "We...We need to hurry..." She said, turning to Max, who stood stoic and unmoving. "They could be here any moment..."

"Not only that, Xala...But they could already be here."

[Illica Falki]

Nia's eyes open to a dark room, dark enough that she can barely see anything. She sits up puts her hands on her face, doesn't seem to remember why she's here, or why she can't remember anything before waking up. She looks up, and waits it takes a moment for her eyes to focus and for night-vision to kick in, but all she can see that she is sitting in a puddle in a decrepit room with no sources of light in sight, but she can make out what appears to be some windows covered in plywood. She has difficulty standing up, likely due to the dampness of the room, she considers, but she manages to get upright and carefully walks towards the covered window. She carefully pries off the plywood, allowing light from outside to flow into the room.

She takes a look outside, only to see a brick wall not to far opposite of the window, apparently the window looks out into an alley. She turns around and takes another look around the room, now that there is actually a source of light to help her. She's actually able to make out concrete walls and floors, and almost a half of inch of water is pooled where she was laying earlier, which explains why she's so sluggish right now. The room thoroughly gives her the creeps, she'd rather get out as soon as she can. Luckily she's also able to make out a door on the far end of the room, but when she goes to try to open it, it turns out to be locked. Though breaking the door would be easy, she decides against it, she doesn't know whats on the other side, and it doesn't seem like best action. She instead goes back to the window and with a quick push, pops the glass out of the frame, and starts to climb out.

Outside she's able to get a good look at the building, the whole thing is rather dark, it doesn't look like it's being used for anything, which only creeps her out more. Why was she down in that basement? She decides not to stay dwelling on that too much, she'd rather get out of here. Not really knowing what to do, she wanders off, right now she'd rather get away from the building, then she'll figure out what to do.