To redeem a Champion-A DC/Marvel RP

[The Austrian-Hungarian Empire]

The Reaper laughed and simply burned away all the cars with the Azure Flame. However nearby people in the area and buildings where begin burned to the ground with nothing remaining. He said "You fool. Your dark powers have no effect on me! Once I prevail in my plans, all dimensions including this one, Azeroth, etc. will be free"! With that he opened his mouth and sent forth a great blast of dark red and black powerful, destructive energy. The effects would be horrific and could even speed up the outlawing of superheros world-wide... However the news of this event has started to spread that even the Watchtower might take notice.

[The Alor]

Deus floated through the window of Luthor's office and said "President Luthor; my name Deus Domminus, I wish to join your cause. I have watched hundreds of world leaders enter office through many means and leave in many more. You represent the best hope for this nation. After a moment of thought he said "I do not require pay in the normal sense of the word as I have no need of money but I am certain we can come to some form of agreement."

Lex Luthor-NPC
"Yes, I am the best hope for America. And the rest of the world. They just dont realize it yet. So, what can I do for you? And what can you do for me?" I was ready to hear his proposal. As I also awaited Hawk.

Raven-NPC
As I spent more time withen his soul realm I felt my own body outside in danger. I had to pull out for now. As I left his soul realm I summoned all the dark power and astral energy I could muster and used it to cast every car in a block at him while I passed through the building and appeared behind him and usedthe dark energy to constrict him so that the objects would make contact. This battle was getting bigger by the minute.

Hawk
I arrive at the White House in a GCPD Sheriff's car. I exit the car, and tell the Secret Service why I am here. "I am here with Wolverine. Luthor is expecting me. Tell me when I can go in." I returned to the car to wait and make sure Wolverine didn't escape.

[The Rebel Alliances]

The Reaper laughed and simply burned away all the cars with the Azure Flame. However nearby people in the area and buildings where begin burned to the ground with nothing remaining. He said "You fool. Your dark powers have no effect on me! Once I prevail in my plans, all dimensions including this one, Azeroth, etc. will be free"! With that he opened his mouth and sent forth a great blast of dark red and black powerful, destructive energy. The effects would be horrific and could even speed up the outlawing of superheros world-wide...

Raven-NPC
NO! This attack will destroy so many innocents will die! I cannot allow this to happen. But there is only one way to stop this. But...I may not survive this. Well, I only have moments to decide. But I know I cannot allow this to happen. I moved in front of the blast and summoned the last of my strength. My astral Raven soaring high in the sky. My guiding spirit for the protection of this city. I used what strength I had to channel the blast at me. Absorbing the entrity of the blast with my power I felt my strength fail me. As I fell to the earth my eyes closed slowly and survived long enough to fall into the dust. Saving the city at the cost of my own life.

[The Rebel Alliances]

Lex Luthor-NPC
"Yes, I am the best hope for America. And the rest of the world. They just dont realize it yet. So, what can I do for you? And what can you do for me?" I was ready to hear his proposal. As I also awaited Hawk.

Raven-NPC
As I spent more time withen his soul realm I felt my own body outside in danger. I had to pull out for now. As I left his soul realm I summoned all the dark power and astral energy I could muster and used it to cast every car in a block at him while I passed through the building and appeared behind him and usedthe dark energy to constrict him so that the objects would make contact. This battle was getting bigger by the minute.

Hawk
I arrive at the White House in a GCPD Sheriff's car. I exit the car, and tell the Secret Service why I am here. "I am here with Wolverine. Luthor is expecting me. Tell me when I can go in." I returned to the car to wait and make sure Wolverine didn't escape.

Lex Luthor-NPC
I heard that Hawk has finally arrived and I hated to keep people waiting.
"Send him in." I told an aide as I again looked back at Deus.

[Flammaland]

"I can offer you nothing but my powers.". Deus' voice never wavered "The heroes you wish to destroy are far too powerful even for the likes of Superman. You need all the people you can get." he thought for about a minute and then said "As for what I want, I only want one thing. The Turin: A sapphire possessing the ability to create an army of the dead, currently located deep within the Swiss Alps. That is what I want, I cannot enter the cave it rests in and anyone I hire to do so is destroyed by it's guardian spirits. But I am sure that the Man of Steel would be able to infiltrate it quite easily.". When he heard that Luthor had a visitor, he stepped aside and stood in the corner, grounding his body with the power of gravity so that he could not move unless he chose to do so.

[The Austrian-Hungarian Empire]

The Reaper said "And so falls Trigon's offspring. You hear me Justice League! I'm coming after you next"! With that he melted back into the shadows and into what dark plans he had in store for the future. However he realized that the girl had fought well and he decided to respect her for that and that alone. He melted her body into the shadows to the Watchtower. And soon the four keystones would be his...

[The Alor]

Hawk
I arrive at the White House in a GCPD Sheriff's car. I exit the car, and tell the Secret Service why I am here. "I am here with Wolverine. Luthor is expecting me. Tell me when I can go in." I returned to the car to wait and make sure Wolverine didn't escape.

Lex Luthor-NPC
I heard that Hawk has finally arrived and I hated to keep people waiting.
"Send him in." I told an aide as I again looked back at Deus.

I walk in boldly. "My name is John Crane. You know me as the Hawk. I assume you've read my file? Or was the one we recovered from the dead CIA agent* your only copy?" I smile. "You think you know what I can offer to you. However, I can offer so much more. I can offer you control over Wolverine. I can offer you a near prodigious lawyer.** I can offer you inside information on the X-men and their hideouts. I can offer you the downfall of the X-men."


*=my app
**=boasting about his own skills.

[CPSU]

"Well i'll morph in to a scientist and go "inspect" the Nuclear Stuff i have the ionic fluid and lithium over there *ponts to the a house near by* go to the garage you will see it." i say as i give him the keys to the house and then morpg into a guy in a hazmat suit walk off i yell over my sholder "be back soon"

Chameleon took off towards the nearest nuclear plant, leaving Gulag to his plans....

"If we're going to fight Luther, we're going to have to build an army, an army big enough to at least distract the majority of his forces from us. I know what I need to do!", thought Gulag. Gulag left Chameleon's workshop to put his plans in action.

An hour later, Gulag was outside the Wasco State Prison, watching from the prisoners from afar. "The time is now...", Gulag thought.

*Kadoonk*....... *Kadoonk*....... *Kadoonk*

The guard towers where no more; The prisoners and the guardsmans scattering around. Gulag jumped over the razor wire fence into the prison's lot, where Gulag was met by ground resistance, the guards. Buckshot and 5.56 rounds pinged off of Gulag's armor. Gulag made quick work of the guards, gunning them down and the like. The prisoners still scattering around until Gulag spoke, "SSSSTTTOOOOOOOOPPPP!!!!". The prisoners stopped in fear....

"Now that I've got you're attention, you will be quiet! You are no longer Crips, you are no longer Bloods, you are no longer MS13, you are no longer Aryan Brotherhood, you are now free if you wish to be.... All you have to do is join me. Join me and help me in my endeavors and I will secure your freedom... or die. So what is it? hm?" Gulag asked.

The criminals had no choice, join now or die.... They joined, but out of fear.

"Grab the guards' guns and gear, you're going to need it later on." Gulag said while walking the prisoners out of the prison. Gulag and his group of one-hundred-and-twenty criminals were met by some police resistance on the trek back to the workshop, but it was nothing Gulag couldn't handle. Gulag, was just within eyesight of the workshop. "Good! We're almost there..." Gulag thought.....

Gulag had plans, big plans, if he wanted to fight Luthor, and this..... well, it was just one step in his plans.

Three hours later...
i drive into the Workshop inside a massive big rig on autopilot geting off i say "i heard of the Breakout and i thought you might need some
transportation and suppies i still have some favors and i spent them all on this, ive got food, water, spent fuel rods, sheet metal, guns, bombs,
tools, gasoline, a gas genorator, and a lot of other stuff so any thing else?

[Alekera]

Chameleon took off towards the nearest nuclear plant, leaving Gulag to his plans....

"If we're going to fight Luther, we're going to have to build an army, an army big enough to at least distract the majority of his forces from us. I know what I need to do!", thought Gulag. Gulag left Chameleon's workshop to put his plans in action.

An hour later, Gulag was outside the Wasco State Prison, watching from the prisoners from afar. "The time is now...", Gulag thought.

*Kadoonk*....... *Kadoonk*....... *Kadoonk*

The guard towers where no more; The prisoners and the guardsmans scattering around. Gulag jumped over the razor wire fence into the prison's lot, where Gulag was met by ground resistance, the guards. Buckshot and 5.56 rounds pinged off of Gulag's armor. Gulag made quick work of the guards, gunning them down and the like. The prisoners still scattering around until Gulag spoke, "SSSSTTTOOOOOOOOPPPP!!!!". The prisoners stopped in fear....

"Now that I've got you're attention, you will be quiet! You are no longer Crips, you are no longer Bloods, you are no longer MS13, you are no longer Aryan Brotherhood, you are now free if you wish to be.... All you have to do is join me. Join me and help me in my endeavors and I will secure your freedom... or die. So what is it? hm?" Gulag asked.

The criminals had no choice, join now or die.... They joined, but out of fear.

"Grab the guards' guns and gear, you're going to need it later on." Gulag said while walking the prisoners out of the prison. Gulag and his group of one-hundred-and-twenty criminals were met by some police resistance on the trek back to the workshop, but it was nothing Gulag couldn't handle. Gulag, was just within eyesight of the workshop. "Good! We're almost there..." Gulag thought.....

Gulag had plans, big plans, if he wanted to fight Luthor, and this..... well, it was just one step in his plans.

Three hours later...
i drive into the Workshop inside a massive big rig on autopilot geting off i say "i heard of the Breakout and i thought you might need some
transportation and suppies i still have some favors and i spent them all on this, ive got food, water, spent fuel rods, sheet metal, guns, bombs,
tools, gasoline, a gas genorator, and a lot of other stuff so any thing else?

"No, I think thats good for now.", Gulag said. Gulag continued, "What we really need is time, time to discipline them and train them. Before I became what I am today, I was a former Spetnaz operative. I will train them as the USSR trained me, as a Spetnaz. Within a month or two, they should be able to hold their own with us."

Gulag looked over the crowd of criminals, thinking of how well they could be reformed into a mighty platoon of elite soldiers.

Gulag looked over at his friend. "So let get around to putting this battery put together." Gulag said. Gulag projected blueprints of how to make the battery on the workshop wall.

"Ok, lets do this", Gulag said. His chest opened up exposing the battery as well as the organs inside of him; the heart, the lungs, the brain, as well as the artificial veins and arteries running through and around his organs. Around the battery was an odd device, it contained a light yellow liquid which flowed like syrup. The device had red, blue, green, and brown wires running through it.

*Reserve Power Activated*

Chameleon took the large fission battery out of Gulag's chest, trying to avoid touching his organs . Gulag was running on reserve power, just enough power to keep him alive and allow some movement, but not much. Chameleon stuck the fuel rods in their intended sockets, wrapping the lithium around the spent fuel rod and inserting it, and then poured the 2 liters of ionic liquid into the battery. Chameleon closed the lid of the battery and jumped off the battery with a car battery which was lying around. The battery, now a lot heaver was loaded by Chameleon into Gulag's chest.

"Good! I'm feeling much better now! Thanks Chameleon!" Gulag said thankfully. "Now... What do we do now? I'm thinking we should train our new army", Gulag said.....

[Inquilabstan]

Gotham:
We, the show was great, but it must end. I send a message to my comrade. "We must pull out now. The men are starting to take casualties. Only 13 of the targets have escaped us, and that is acceptable. Also,I have confirmed that the device from the Asylum is indeed that which Strange built. All objectives have been suitably met. We may not have eliminated the Detective, but did we really expect so much? You may stay with a few men if it is your desire, but Matimaeus Rubrum is pulling out. Two Face's men didn't fare so well. One fifth down by my count. Good fortune to you Comrade." I run down the tunnel with my personal guard. The team in Columbia just called. They have the specimen. Master will be pleased. The ultimate weapon to end the Human race's hegemony of life and corrupt existence will soon be unleashed.

[Altito Asmoro]

Gotham:
We, the show was great, but it must end. I send a message to my comrade. "We must pull out now. The men are starting to take casualties. Only 13 of the targets have escaped us, and that is acceptable. Also,I have confirmed that the device from the Asylum is indeed that which Strange built. All objectives have been suitably met. We may not have eliminated the Detective, but did we really expect so much? You may stay with a few men if it is your desire, but Matimaeus Rubrum is pulling out. Two Face's men didn't fare so well. One fifth down by my count. Good fortune to you Comrade." I run down the tunnel with my personal guard. The team in Columbia just called. They have the specimen. Master will be pleased. The ultimate weapon to end the Human race's hegemony of life and corrupt existence will soon be unleashed.

Steven Wong:

As the fight continued, with me alongside three of my fellow comrades against the Red Robin, the odds doesn't come to him, but to me. As I recall, however, Two-Face had prepared his men to be fully armed, and now still in a fight with the GCPD.

Eventually, I manage to kick Red Robin, and he almost fall from the building, if he doesn't use his tools. I read the message as we retreat back to our compound:

"Dear my honorable friend, Red Robin is a formidable fighter with martial arts. I am still unable to kill him, however. For now, let us retreat back. I also have the confirmation from Lady Shiva that Wolverine and Hawk, son of Scarecrow, are on their way to DC. As of now, Lady Shiva currently still scouting in Gotham. However, recent observation by my men reveals about the appearance, although still unclear, of Azrael."

Lady Shiva:

I watched as Wolverine got knocked down by his own apprentice.

Now, I'm at the top of GCPD, as I observe the situation. Someone, however, has chase me from the cathedral.

Who is it?

[Inquilabstan]

Steven Wong:

As the fight continued, with me alongside three of my fellow comrades against the Red Robin, the odds doesn't come to him, but to me. As I recall, however, Two-Face had prepared his men to be fully armed, and now still in a fight with the GCPD.

Eventually, I manage to kick Red Robin, and he almost fall from the building, if he doesn't use his tools. I read the message as we retreat back to our compound:

"Dear my honorable friend, Red Robin is a formidable fighter with martial arts. I am still unable to kill him, however. For now, let us retreat back. I also have the confirmation from Lady Shiva that Wolverine and Hawk, son of Scarecrow, are on their way to DC. As of now, Lady Shiva currently still scouting in Gotham. However, recent observation by my men reveals about the appearance, although still unclear, of Azrael."

Lady Shiva:

I watched as Wolverine got knocked down by his own apprentice.

Now, I'm at the top of GCPD, as I observe the situation. Someone, however, has chase me from the cathedral.

Who is it?

My men have successfully withdrawn from the field of battle and dispersed to their normal lives. Funny thing, lie serial killers, my comrades could be anyone. Your neighbor, colleague, teacher, mailman. Anyone. We have lost twelve of our comrades. eleven in battle, and one captured. Than goodness for cyanide pills. I send a message to my ally. "The papist will die. I myself will go in search of him. His will be the first bounty claimed by our order. I shall not bring my men, except for my two bodyguards. This fight is only for us. The betrayal of the X-Men is at hand, Comrade. The son of Crane has lived up to his father. That is good, that is good. "

[Alekera]

Gulag began to think, after fighting Deus, Thunderbolt, and Black Hood, he need more advanced weaponry.

"After 40 or so years, I think I'm in need of a couple upgrades.", Gulag said while looking at Chameleon.

"Well then, I think I can help you out with that.", Chameleon responded.

Chameleon started going through his workshop, finding guns, gadgets, and other necessities.

Chameleon and a couple convicts came out of the workshop carrying a few guns and gadgets suitable for Gulag.

"Now right here we have a flamethrower meant for a tank! Its of Russian design so I think you may like it. Ok, we're gonna need you to expose the circuitry of your forearm, its the best place to mount it."

Gulag forearm began to open up, exposing many wires, insulation, and circuitry. After a few minutes of tinkering with the flamethrower, they finally got it to mount and work with Gulag's forearm.

Gulag looked at it with appreciation, admiring its design. Gulag went out to the firing range in the back of the workshop and tested it out. The flamethrower worked marvelously, burning his cardboard-cut-out target to a crisp.

"Hey, I also got another something for you. Its the BM-14 140mm rocket launcher! All I did was cut off the wheels and cut the rocket launcher itself in half giving you eight rocket per side. Unfortunately, you've pretty much maxed out what we can put on you. I mean you got a 40mm cannon on one hand, two miniguns and 50's on your shoulders, and now a flame thrower on your forearm on your other arm. Soooo, I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe, we can mount it to your waist, but we're going to have to design a system that will make your rockets unexposed so they don't get in the way, and exposed when you want to use them. Let me take some time to think about how I'm gonna do this..."

Chameleon went inside his workshop, coming up with plans, coming out about an hour later.

"So this is what I came up with.", Chameleon said, showing Gulag his blueprints.

Chameleon got to work on Gulag's waist, taking hours to install the rockets, but at the end of the day, it was complete.

As Chameleon finished, he said "Oh! And Gulag, these rockets are interchangeable. You can stick high-explosive-fragmentation rounds through it, as well as chemical and smoke rounds. Just a reminder, these rockets are not accurate, but they are really good for just bombarding and area."

Gulag looked at Chameleon, "You really are one good friend.... one thing I've always been lacking in"

[CPSU]

Gulag began to think, after fighting Deus, Thunderbolt, and Black Hood, he need more advanced weaponry.

"After 40 or so years, I think I'm in need of a couple upgrades.", Gulag said while looking at Chameleon.

"Well then, I think I can help you out with that.", Chameleon responded.

Chameleon started going through his workshop, finding guns, gadgets, and other necessities.

Chameleon and a couple convicts came out of the workshop carrying a few guns and gadgets suitable for Gulag.

"Now right here we have a flamethrower meant for a tank! Its of Russian design so I think you may like it. Ok, we're gonna need you to expose the circuitry of your forearm, its the best place to mount it."

Gulag forearm began to open up, exposing many wires, insulation, and circuitry. After a few minutes of tinkering with the flamethrower, they finally got it to mount and work with Gulag's forearm.

Gulag looked at it with appreciation, admiring its design. Gulag went out to the firing range in the back of the workshop and tested it out. The flamethrower worked marvelously, burning his cardboard-cut-out target to a crisp.

"Hey, I also got another something for you. Its the BM-14 140mm rocket launcher! All I did was cut off the wheels and cut the rocket launcher itself in half giving you eight rocket per side. Unfortunately, you've pretty much maxed out what we can put on you. I mean you got a 40mm cannon on one hand, two miniguns and 50's on your shoulders, and now a flame thrower on your forearm on your other arm. Soooo, I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe, we can mount it to your waist, but we're going to have to design a system that will make your rockets unexposed so they don't get in the way, and exposed when you want to use them. Let me take some time to think about how I'm gonna do this..."

Chameleon went inside his workshop, coming up with plans, coming out about an hour later.

"So this is what I came up with.", Chameleon said, showing Gulag his blueprints.

Chameleon got to work on Gulag's waist, taking hours to install the rockets, but at the end of the day, it was complete.

As Chameleon finished, he said "Oh! And Gulag, these rockets are interchangeable. You can stick high-explosive-fragmentation rounds through it, as well as chemical and smoke rounds. Just a reminder, these rockets are not accurate, but they are really good for just bombarding and area."

Gulag looked at Chameleon, "You really are one good friend.... one thing I've always been lacking in"

"I needed one too when your a high tech superhero it is hard to make friends. well that looks about good, you are supermech now oh by the way i need to plug myself in your army must sleep outside as i charge i would lie to hear how you became a mech and i will tell you my story." i say a we walk into the truck and i plug myself in "so shall we begin?"

[Alekera]

Gulag began to think, after fighting Deus, Thunderbolt, and Black Hood, he need more advanced weaponry.

"After 40 or so years, I think I'm in need of a couple upgrades.", Gulag said while looking at Chameleon.

"Well then, I think I can help you out with that.", Chameleon responded.

Chameleon started going through his workshop, finding guns, gadgets, and other necessities.

Chameleon and a couple convicts came out of the workshop carrying a few guns and gadgets suitable for Gulag.

"Now right here we have a flamethrower meant for a tank! Its of Russian design so I think you may like it. Ok, we're gonna need you to expose the circuitry of your forearm, its the best place to mount it."

Gulag forearm began to open up, exposing many wires, insulation, and circuitry. After a few minutes of tinkering with the flamethrower, they finally got it to mount and work with Gulag's forearm.

Gulag looked at it with appreciation, admiring its design. Gulag went out to the firing range in the back of the workshop and tested it out. The flamethrower worked marvelously, burning his cardboard-cut-out target to a crisp.

"Hey, I also got another something for you. Its the BM-14 140mm rocket launcher! All I did was cut off the wheels and cut the rocket launcher itself in half giving you eight rocket per side. Unfortunately, you've pretty much maxed out what we can put on you. I mean you got a 40mm cannon on one hand, two miniguns and 50's on your shoulders, and now a flame thrower on your forearm on your other arm. Soooo, I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe, we can mount it to your waist, but we're going to have to design a system that will make your rockets unexposed so they don't get in the way, and exposed when you want to use them. Let me take some time to think about how I'm gonna do this..."

Chameleon went inside his workshop, coming up with plans, coming out about an hour later.

"So this is what I came up with.", Chameleon said, showing Gulag his blueprints.

Chameleon got to work on Gulag's waist, taking hours to install the rockets, but at the end of the day, it was complete.

As Chameleon finished, he said "Oh! And Gulag, these rockets are interchangeable. You can stick high-explosive-fragmentation rounds through it, as well as chemical and smoke rounds. Just a reminder, these rockets are not accurate, but they are really good for just bombarding and area."

Gulag looked at Chameleon, "You really are one good friend.... one thing I've always been lacking in"

"I needed one too when your a high tech superhero it is hard to make friends. well that looks about good, you are supermech now oh by the way i need to plug myself in your army must sleep outside as i charge i would lie to hear how you became a mech and i will tell you my story." i say a we walk into the truck and i plug myself in "so shall we begin?"

"OK, I'll go first..." Gulag said, Gulag continued "My name is Victor Kazmerski. I was born in the town of Idrista. For all my life I wanted to serve the Red Army, I eventually was able to. I exceed expected performance and later went on to become a Spetnaz Operative. I am trained in the art of Systema, and have killed many men. Well, I was sent on a mission to help train the Vietcong in their fight; Things didn't go according to plan. My helicopter was shot down by U.S. forces and landed outside the Vietcong camp of which I was told to instruct. All the helicopter crew were dead except me; I was just barely alive. Vietcong forces recover my body and sustained me for as long as they could, as long as it took for USSR forces to recover me. My arms and legs were gone, my abdomen was torn open, nearly all of my ribs broken, my spine broken as well, as well as a severe concussion; I should've been dead. I went into a coma for a long while, and when I woke up I noticed something different. I noticed my height was elevated, my vision was as if I was looking at a TV, and I could not feel a single thing physically. I really couldn't control my movements that well at first, that was until I went through years, if not decades, of recuperation. They said 'We saved you! You owe us! You will be our game changer! ". That was when I realized something; I was just a pawn in the war machine which was the U.S.S.R... While I recuperated, I befriended one of the scientist that worked on me. His name was Heinrich; a former ex-nazi scientist that was captured during world war two. I did small missions for the USSR reluctantly, and would always head back to base where Heinrich was. We finally decided we had enough, so we escaped and headed east into the Siberia. We eventually made it to Alaska, although it was a tough trek and we ran into a lot of issues. Heinrich was growing old and weak, he passed away not to long ago up in Northern Washington. I made my trek down to Los Angeles to find Stark, hoping he'd install an arc reactor in me to replace my fission battery, and we both know how that turned out. Now, I'm focusing on a more serious threat, Lex Luthor and his minions."

Gulag paused for a second, "So whats your story?", Gulag asked Chameleon....

[Baylor world]

[quote="The Rebel Alliances";p="14093581"]Supergirl-NPC
He is right. The cops are now aiming their weapons at me. I have heard rumors but I never suspected. Have they forgotten what men like Superman have sacrificed for their sake? No, they wont take me. Such is an insult to the memory of Kal-El. But I can ignore them. They cant harm me with their weapons.

And they know it.

As the grenades hit around my feet I used my super speed to get out of the blast radious. I if this continues. I may hurt the officers. I then flew back to Black Hood and attempted to end him with a blast of my heat ray. We will see how he fares.

Lex Luthor-NPC
I set the phone down and awaited for my new pawn to arrive. I had a few of these, while I was still curious if Black Hood can prove himself to be a Bishop.

"Hood watch out!" Yelled Cheshire as he sprinted from where digging bullet fire that riddled the wall behind him. The police shot in all directions, at him, Black Hood, and supergirl. As Black Hood got up from evading his own grenade, Cheshire tackled him back down barely missing supergirls laser vision. "Ha missed us!" When Cheshire said this he noticed a sizzling cut on his shoulder "Ah son of a-...ok really? Enough of this!" Gripping tighter on The Black Hood he evaporated both of them into the air. Completely gone from sight he flew both of them to the roof. "Rrrrraaa" Cheshire let out a groan of pain. "*paint**paint* I have never *paint* done that before. Weew I'm worn out. You might have to give me a little while till I catch my breath lets just hope supergirl doesn't find us I"

[CPSU]

"I needed one too when your a high tech superhero it is hard to make friends. well that looks about good, you are supermech now oh by the way i need to plug myself in your army must sleep outside as i charge i would lie to hear how you became a mech and i will tell you my story." i say a we walk into the truck and i plug myself in "so shall we begin?"

"OK, I'll go first..." Gulag said, Gulag continued "My name is Victor Kazmerski. I was born in the town of Idrista. For all my life I wanted to serve the Red Army, I eventually was able to. I exceed expected performance and later went on to become a Spetnaz Operative. I am trained in the art of Systema, and have killed many men. Well, I was sent on a mission to help train the Vietcong in their fight; Things didn't go according to plan. My helicopter was shot down by U.S. forces and landed outside the Vietcong camp of which I was told to instruct. All the helicopter crew were dead except me; I was just barely alive. Vietcong forces recover my body and sustained me for as long as they could, as long as it took for USSR forces to recover me. My arms and legs were gone, my abdomen was torn open, nearly all of my ribs broken, my spine broken as well, as well as a severe concussion; I should've been dead. I went into a coma for a long while, and when I woke up I noticed something different. I noticed my height was elevated, my vision was as if I was looking at a TV, and I could not feel a single thing physically. I really couldn't control my movements that well at first, that was until I went through years, if not decades, of recuperation. They said 'We saved you! You owe us! You will be our game changer! ". That was when I realized something; I was just a pawn in the war machine which was the U.S.S.R... While I recuperated, I befriended one of the scientist that worked on me. His name was Heinrich; a former ex-nazi scientist that was captured during world war two. I did small missions for the USSR reluctantly, and would always head back to base where Heinrich was. We finally decided we had enough, so we escaped and headed east into the Siberia. We eventually made it to Alaska, although it was a tough trek and we ran into a lot of issues. Heinrich was growing old and weak, he passed away not to long ago up in Northern Washington. I made my trek down to Los Angeles to find Stark, hoping he'd install an arc reactor in me to replace my fission battery, and we both know how that turned out. Now, I'm focusing on a more serious threat, Lex Luthor and his minions."

Gulag paused for a second, "So whats your story?", Gulag asked Chameleon....

"I'm sorry about Heinrich my life has been rough too
Ok I was born in Charlotte, NC I don't remember much about my childhood Then just after my second birthday my mother left me and my dad She died a few months later I grew up home schooled by My Father until I was 18 i learned just about everything there is to know about being a superhero. Then lex showed up they took my father and killed him the police told me i was just a car accident but i know otherwise so i dawned this suit and started fighting crime one day i was charging and then i was abducted i ended up in los Angeles and then i meet you. and just in case i need to show you my face just for safety ive never shown anyone my face after i was 19 so here i am." i reach up and lift up my helmet:

this is it

[Alekera]

"OK, I'll go first..." Gulag said, Gulag continued "My name is Victor Kazmerski. I was born in the town of Idrista. For all my life I wanted to serve the Red Army, I eventually was able to. I exceed expected performance and later went on to become a Spetnaz Operative. I am trained in the art of Systema, and have killed many men. Well, I was sent on a mission to help train the Vietcong in their fight; Things didn't go according to plan. My helicopter was shot down by U.S. forces and landed outside the Vietcong camp of which I was told to instruct. All the helicopter crew were dead except me; I was just barely alive. Vietcong forces recover my body and sustained me for as long as they could, as long as it took for USSR forces to recover me. My arms and legs were gone, my abdomen was torn open, nearly all of my ribs broken, my spine broken as well, as well as a severe concussion; I should've been dead. I went into a coma for a long while, and when I woke up I noticed something different. I noticed my height was elevated, my vision was as if I was looking at a TV, and I could not feel a single thing physically. I really couldn't control my movements that well at first, that was until I went through years, if not decades, of recuperation. They said 'We saved you! You owe us! You will be our game changer! ". That was when I realized something; I was just a pawn in the war machine which was the U.S.S.R... While I recuperated, I befriended one of the scientist that worked on me. His name was Heinrich; a former ex-nazi scientist that was captured during world war two. I did small missions for the USSR reluctantly, and would always head back to base where Heinrich was. We finally decided we had enough, so we escaped and headed east into the Siberia. We eventually made it to Alaska, although it was a tough trek and we ran into a lot of issues. Heinrich was growing old and weak, he passed away not to long ago up in Northern Washington. I made my trek down to Los Angeles to find Stark, hoping he'd install an arc reactor in me to replace my fission battery, and we both know how that turned out. Now, I'm focusing on a more serious threat, Lex Luthor and his minions."

Gulag paused for a second, "So whats your story?", Gulag asked Chameleon....

"I'm sorry about Heinrich my life has been rough too
Ok I was born in Charlotte, NC I don't remember much about my childhood Then just after my second birthday my mother left me and my dad She died a few months later I grew up home schooled by My Father until I was 18 i learned just about everything there is to know about being a superhero. Then lex showed up they took my father and killed him the police told me i was just a car accident but i know otherwise so i dawned this suit and started fighting crime one day i was charging and then i was abducted i ended up in los Angeles and then i meet you. and just in case i need to show you my face just for safety ive never shown anyone my face after i was 19 so here i am." i reach up and lift up my helmet:

this is it

"Haha, I would show you my face, but I don't have one, so unless you want to see a sack of organs connected to circuitry.... Well you know.", Gulag said jokingly.

"Oh in the rare chance I would die, I would advise you to get as far away as possible, like 50 miles away. I'm not sure if you saw it or not, but while you were putting that fission battery in me, you saw a couple canister with a strange syrupy yellow liquid. The Soviets believed that I should go out with a bang, so they put this thing in me. It can only be triggered if my heart fails.... The bomb itself cannot work without my fission battery. I don't know what the yellow liquid is, but I was told that the fission battery would, the moment my heart stopped beating more than 30 seconds, would ignite this liquid and produce a huge explosion as well as producing a ton of heat. If my memory serves me right, it would be equal to 1/50th of the heat of the sun, like around 560,000 'F. Which is also able to produce vast amounts of X-rays.... So just watch out if that happens...", Gulag said regretfully.

[The Austrian-Hungarian Empire]

He the Reaper would find the first keystone. When he did all of those villains would pay. He would raise an army to fight them all. No one would stand in his way. No one. He neared the place where he needed to go and he arrived.

[The Rebel Alliances]

OOC: I will post sometime today. Sorry for the wait...

[Inquilabstan]

Gotham:

The city is still on high alert. No surprise as hundreds died. Still, I feel little regret. Those not guilty of crimes against humanity and nature itself fell defending these criminals. And here I am again, hunting an animal, of Saint Dumas. I have scouted for hours and have found nothing, nor have my three soldiers who join me in flushing out our quarry. Suddenly, I see movement down below. Pulling out my binoculars, I smile as I see the target. I send my fellow disciple of the Master a short message. "Docs, pier 4, warehouse 2. Target sighted. Hurry. I set down my KSVK rife and wait."

[The Rebel Alliances]

Supergirl-NPC
As the two assasins retreated I quickly left the battle so I would not have to harm the officers. How am I to protect a city that is trying to take me down? Well, I suppose it is not much different than the first heroes when they were hunted by governments when Supers first appeared. I arrived in Clark's old apartment and got dressed in my civilian clothes and prepared to sleep for the night. Supergirl may not be welcome here anywhere but Kara still is. I then put myself to rest as I still had an exam tomorrow.

Lex Luthor-NPC
"Well Crane, we can surely come up with a mutual agreement. I assume you want to know about your father? And control over Wolverine...you are right. Perhaps I was thinking too small. Maybe just control over the Man of Steel is not enough to ensure my reign. But a corrupted team of the strongest heroes and mutants. To ensure my rule does not stop with the United States alone. I have much, a multi billion dollar corporation with resources only rivaled by Wayne Enterprises and Queen Industries. There is nothing I cannot supply or aquire, but first thing is first. You wish to know about Dr. Crane. He is in Alaska. Working on a secret project for me. Project 7, as I call it. You're father is both a genius, and mad. Amazing how often they are used together."

I then sat back down. And waited for his reaction.

[CPSU]

"I'm sorry about Heinrich my life has been rough too
Ok I was born in Charlotte, NC I don't remember much about my childhood Then just after my second birthday my mother left me and my dad She died a few months later I grew up home schooled by My Father until I was 18 i learned just about everything there is to know about being a superhero. Then lex showed up they took my father and killed him the police told me i was just a car accident but i know otherwise so i dawned this suit and started fighting crime one day i was charging and then i was abducted i ended up in los Angeles and then i meet you. and just in case i need to show you my face just for safety ive never shown anyone my face after i was 19 so here i am." i reach up and lift up my helmet:

this is it(Image)

"Haha, I would show you my face, but I don't have one, so unless you want to see a sack of organs connected to circuitry.... Well you know.", Gulag said jokingly.

"Oh in the rare chance I would die, I would advise you to get as far away as possible, like 50 miles away. I'm not sure if you saw it or not, but while you were putting that fission battery in me, you saw a couple canister with a strange syrupy yellow liquid. The Soviets believed that I should go out with a bang, so they put this thing in me. It can only be triggered if my heart fails.... The bomb itself cannot work without my fission battery. I don't know what the yellow liquid is, but I was told that the fission battery would, the moment my heart stopped beating more than 30 seconds, would ignite this liquid and produce a huge explosion as well as producing a ton of heat. If my memory serves me right, it would be equal to 1/50th of the heat of the sun, like around 560,000 'F. Which is also able to produce vast amounts of X-rays.... So just watch out if that happens...", Gulag said regretfully.

"so thats what this is for" I say as I hold the empty couple of canisters up "it was getting in the way so removed it i knew it was not going to kill you because it smelled like gasoline and it was not connected to anything else so they must have been trying to put in a internal combustion engine then it was not powerful enough so they put in a battery instead so they lied to you i burned it up out back last night and put it out later no harm done it is more of a synthetic fuel."

[Alekera]

Gulag looked out the crowd of former criminals. "Today is the day that you begin training to become elite soldiers, better people, and freemen." Gulag said with confidence. "You will be trained like how I was trained, trained as a Spetnaz.", Gulag continued, "Now run!".

The day was nothing but training for the former convicts, running through forest trails, climbing over obstacles, learning accuracy with a rifle, and learning about explosives. This continued from sun up to sun down, for the ongoing months.

[The Alor]

Supergirl-NPC
As the two assasins retreated I quickly left the battle so I would not have to harm the officers. How am I to protect a city that is trying to take me down? Well, I suppose it is not much different than the first heroes when they were hunted by governments when Supers first appeared. I arrived in Clark's old apartment and got dressed in my civilian clothes and prepared to sleep for the night. Supergirl may not be welcome here anywhere but Kara still is. I then put myself to rest as I still had an exam tomorrow.

Lex Luthor-NPC
"Well Crane, we can surely come up with a mutual agreement. I assume you want to know about your father? And control over Wolverine...you are right. Perhaps I was thinking too small. Maybe just control over the Man of Steel is not enough to ensure my reign. But a corrupted team of the strongest heroes and mutants. To ensure my rule does not stop with the United States alone. I have much, a multi billion dollar corporation with resources only rivaled by Wayne Enterprises and Queen Industries. There is nothing I cannot supply or aquire, but first thing is first. You wish to know about Dr. Crane. He is in Alaska. Working on a secret project for me. Project 7, as I call it. You're father is both a genius, and mad. Amazing how often they are used together."

I then sat back down. And waited for his reaction.

Hawk
Hawk smiled. "Wolverine is controlled by fear stimuli involving my fear gas, however a side affect of my gas knocks him out any time the fear is powerful enough to control him. The chemical is based on a project my father was working on before the Batman found us. He has likely perfected it by now. Ask him about Project CTF. Control Through Fear. Indeed, my father is a mad genius. A mad genius in store for a family reunion." Hawk rose. "I shall leave Wolverine with you and enough chemical supply to keep him fearful or unconscious for a month."