Infinite Justice (Marvel,DC,DBZ X/Over, IC, Always Open!)

[Neros]

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Daud smiled graciously, nodding a non-verbal hello to The Founder and Asumar, one of which he had sparred mentally just a few days prior during the Civil War. However, this was not a time for his troubles or the troubles of Earth, or Midgard as the Norse liked to call it, but a time to celebrate Kilian and the rise of the God of Speed. "That sounds like a fun idea, Roshi. I'm sure your power has only had room to grow in the underworld. However, I have an issue plaguing me at the moment." Daud slowly depowered his lantern ring, revealing his immodest clothing underneath.

Simply a loincloth that was almost too short. Almost.

"These are not the clothes fit for a warrior." He said plainly, "But I will accept a couple of rounds, no doubt."

"Mmm..." A voice hummed in Daud's ear, causing him to tense up slightly. The voice was feminine, but emitted such an aura of power. Soft, almost like a whisper, Daud heard what sounded like raw honey invading his ears. "I enjoy a man who...is not afraid to show off his best." Two white, caressing arms slowly surrounded Daud from behind, resting on his mountainous shoulders. The hands ranked and felt at his chest, while Daud simply stood there and took the sexual assault like a champ.

"Goddess Freyja," Daud said softly, "I ask a favor of you."

"Oh?" She cooed, her lips mere centimeters from Daud's ear. "What does Daud the Midgard require of the Goddess of...fertility?"

"I require clothing, my Lady."

"But what say you if I enjoy this view?" She replied, a tongue slightly making a lap along Daud's ear.

"I do not need it to cover myself from your gaze, I need it because the weather is cold."

"Oh~ Aren't you a smart little Midgard?" She teased playfully, "I have been saving a special garment for my husband, Óðr, but, for such a clever response, I suppose I can part with it. Knowing that you will be wearing always, that is." Daud gulped, agreeing to her arrangement, only to be surrounded by sparkling particles, the Goddess somewhere else away from him, and feeling a bit violated. He shuddered, but willingly accepted the gift of Freyja. His near-nudeness was replaced with a dominating, chest exposing outfit, casting him in the appearance of a Norse warrior, or a warlord of somesort. To complete the arrangement, a robe wrapped itself around him, fleshed with runes and woven from what appeared to be fibrous adamantium.

Daud gave a slight smile to his attire, casting his gaze back at the young heroes. "I think I'm about ready now." He said, stretching his muscles a bit and feeling the way his new clothes fit him.

[Pantorrum]

"I don't think you understand something...yes, I need the Tesseract, but I need it to find something else. Maybe if you promise to me you will tell me where the next item is, I can skip the Tesseract all together? But of course you wont, because you are stubborn. Now, lets just talk. Is Frigga still dead? As I recall, she was your wife, right? And she died I believe at one point, am I still right? Now, I cannot imagine what it would be like to lose my wife, that is why I would never marry. It is to late for you to make that choice, though. What is I told you that with a snap of a finger she could be returned to life? I would do that for you Odin...and you know what I will want in return..."
He had been plotting out a second plan if this failed. He did have teleportation abilities. He could be gone in mere miliseconds if things went sour.

[Mavorpen]

"It doesn't matter."

"Of course it matters!" Orn hissed. "The only way to obtain access to the Power Cosmic is to become a Herald of Galactus. That doesn't make any sense, though. Why would you-"

"Wrong!" Lari interrupted, making a buzzer noise. "Well, technically, you're right. Galactus is the, shall we say, 'source' of the Power Cosmic. That, however, does not preclude the existence of a being that naturally has access to it."

"I...I don't understand. However..." Orn stood up. "It doesn't matter. I want nothing to do with anything involving Galactus. I'm staying here on Earth." A gust of wind blew into his face after he caught Lari's right fist inches from his face. Lari was now on top of the table crouching down. The fist changed as a jewel appeared on the back of Lari's hand. It glowed and an armor like texture spread over her hand and quickly ran up her arm. The next second her entire body was covered in the strange "armor." Though it appeared like armor, it also appeared to have fused with her skin. "What are you do-" Orn began before Lari threw another punch.

Orn easily dodged it and jumped into the air, flipping over her, and landing behind her on the table, still holding her wrist. "What are you doing!?" Orn stated through gritted teeth as he tightened his grip on her wrist, locking her arm over her shoulder and behind her back. The armor on her back then shifted slightly. Snake-like spikes slithered out of her back and were stopped mere centimeters from Orn's neck by his other arm. More of these spikes also came out of both sides of her torso as though her ribs themselves were attacking. They wrapped in a circular motion behind her and went for Orn's own torso.

One millisecond.

Orn hesitated for one millisecond, and the very next millisecond later, her found himself in the air as Lari pulled him from behind and over her. Shit...I forgot about her monstrous strength, he cursed to himself. He let go of Lari's arm. He did so not to keep from being thrown into the ground in front of her. It was too late for that. He fell, in what felt in slow motion, upside down and headfirst in front of Lari. Her fist was already in motion for a punch to his chest. Orn, however, had anticipated this and his hands were already closing in on her arm. His hands appeared to disappear in a blur and Lari winced as before she knew it, her arm was broken and unnaturally veered off to the right.

Orn landed on one of his hands and allowed his arm to bend enough so that his face was inches from the table. He then twisted his body around attempted to sweep Lari off of her feet. He had hoped that she would be distracted enough by her broken arm to get caught by this. Unfortunately, she jumped several feet into the air. Orn fluidly moved his body to a position on all fours and jumped up to meet her in the air. He threw dozens of punches effortlessly in a second. Every one, however, was blocked and countered as Lari's arm had already healed. The two fell to the table as they continued to throw blow for blow, blocking and countering, trying to find an opening.

At this point, a crowd was gathering around them as the shoppers, despite not noticing Lari's shapeshifting earlier, seemed to be completely aware of the fight occurring. Their feet touched the table, and Lari immediately stepped backwards and threw a quick roundhouse kick. Orn shifted his torso backwards and dodged it with ease, then moved forwards. Lari then flowed the missed roundhouse and continued her momentum, shifting it into a spinning back kick. Orn, however, had anticipated the bait and ducked under the kick. He crouched down and slid under Lari, extending his right leg. His leg collided with hers, with her other leg still in the air due to the spinning back kick. She tripped and Orn extended his right arm, catching her, and throwing her into the air.

Lari appeared to float in midair as though gravity had been turned off. Before she knew it, Orn was next to her in the air, his body in parallel with the ground. He spun his body around midair and extended his leg outwards, landing a powerful kick to her chest. Lari crashed through the table and debris flew into the air as she hit the ground, hard with a loud "bam!" At this point, the spectators became frantic and started fleeing the area. The smoke cleared and Orn stood over Lari, his foot planted firmly on her chest. "You know you can't beat me in pure hand to hand combat, Lari. You've never even come close."

Lari smiled. "That's alright. I never expected to," she stated as her eyes glowed and powerful beams of energy emitted from them, hitting Orn hard and sending him flying into the air, through the second and third floors of the mall. He landed not far from the mall, hard, creating a sizable crater. He grasped his head and groaned, thankful that he turned his skin to "stone" in time to provide defense for the attack. He looked up and saw someone in a Dora the Explorer costume looking down at him (apparently, Nickelodeon Universe is right next to the Mall of America; go figure). "If it's a battle of cosmic powers..." Lari's voice rang out as she landed behind Orn and walked towards him. "I think I'm at an advantage," she said with a grin.

[The Republic of Atria]

"I don't think you understand something...yes, I need the Tesseract, but I need it to find something else. Maybe if you promise to me you will tell me where the next item is, I can skip the Tesseract all together? But of course you wont, because you are stubborn. Now, lets just talk. Is Frigga still dead? As I recall, she was your wife, right? And she died I believe at one point, am I still right? Now, I cannot imagine what it would be like to lose my wife, that is why I would never marry. It is to late for you to make that choice, though. What is I told you that with a snap of a finger she could be returned to life? I would do that for you Odin...and you know what I will want in return..."
He had been plotting out a second plan if this failed. He did have teleportation abilities. He could be gone in mere miliseconds if things went sour.

"BE. GONE. I will not ask a THIRD time. Unless Galactus wishes to find a NEW herald. And I am VERY certain he will not approve of his herald breaking our agreement. If you ever return to Asgard, I will simply kill you where you stand. I am certain Galactus will understand why. There is nothing on Asgard he wants. He would not waste his time and limited strength seeking revenge on me. You will be deemed a failure and will be replaced. Like all who fail Galactus." He says and slams his spear on the floor. "I am certain the God of Speed will make a far better Herald than you. More efficient for one. This is your last chance Herald. Leave, or I will inform Galactus about your breech of our agreement. I will even offer to replace you with someone better. Leave Mortal."

"Daud! You've got those fuckin' power rings! They make clothes! I know you ain't got much for brains, but runnin' around with Daud Jr. hangin' out free ain't cool!" Kilian says. "Do it on Mars or somethin' where us normal people ain't got to see you!"

[Pantorrum]

Nicholas smiled, almost hesitating.
"Ok, I will leave Asgard just for you. I think I have all I need after all..."

He smiled, teleporting off to a mountain in the distance. Before he had left the city of Asgard, he had created a new life form. This life form was a duplicate of one of the dead Asgardian guards he had left behind, and he stayed in the city as Nicholas began to slowly make his way to the Mountain range.

Meanwhile, the guard began to approach the palace. He would make his way up into the palace and take up guard positions, acting like a guard usually would. He was in fact Asgardian, so what was to suspect?

Nicholas had known of such a deal, but had little concern. Galactus had not returned to Asgard or attacked Odin. Nicholas was acting on his own accord, and Galactus would know this. Of course, he would leave...in time, his guard would move on patrol to the treasure room and would use the Tesseract to teleport to Nicholas...or so was the plan. Images of Frigga would soon start to appear all over Asgard, as Nicholas began to project images into the minds of other Asgardians. Maybe even Odin would take notice...

[Neros]

"Daud! You've got those fuckin' power rings! They make clothes! I know you ain't got much for brains, but runnin' around with Daud Jr. hangin' out free ain't cool!" Kilian says. "Do it on Mars or somethin' where us normal people ain't got to see you!"

Daud parted his new robe slightly, feeling the fabric's softness, despite being a combination of the metals vibranium and adamantium, feeling much more like a blend of cotton and polyester, exposing his pants to Kilian. "Perhaps you wanted to see it once more before I go?" He teased with a smile, "He's not a junior, no way! He's a man, just wait until he's fully grown!" *Freyja: "OH MY!" He said with a wink, a rather strange outburst to make for the man, but he was cutting loose a bit, relaxing for the first time in years. He grabbed a glass of mead from a table. Not much of a drinker to begin with, he began to pour it into his gullet, the endlessly pouring liquid finding it's fill as Daud finally gasped to breath.

"Not even a bit tipsy." He declared, slamming the glass back down on the table. "I'm ready to get rough, let's do it. Say, where did the Skyfather go?"

[The Fallen Jedi]

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Asgard
On the Way to the Tipsy Village

Asumar let out an annoyed sigh, he began grumbling to himself for the longest time, hell, right now he had a flask of Yavini Wine with him although not entirely strong, Asumar had picked the Yavini Berries from their trees during their ripening period, making the drink much more potent and powerful Asumar even predicted that If he drank three Flask-Worths of Yavini Wine, Asumar would be on his way to the tipsy village "You know what, to hell with It, never was Inebriated before In my life, but hell I'll go with It." Asumar stated, removing the cap off of the flask and began to slowly gulp down the Yavini Wine.

By drinking about Five Flask-Worths of Potent Yavini Wine, Asumar almost became as drunk as Kilian, although Yavini Wine was not close to the equivalent of Mead, If the berries were picked at their most Ripe Period, the drink could become far more potent than ever before, unfortunately Asumar had picked the berries just at that moment, for the life of him poor Asumar could barely stand and nearly fell onto the table "Urgh- *Hic* Picked those berries at the perfect time for R-r-r *Hic* Ripening." As Asumar slowly tried to regain his footing before he tripped on his own legs and fell face-first to the ground.

As Asumar struggled to get back up, back at the feast table, The Founder had turned red from laughing so much, by god he had never seen Asumar so drunk In his life, sure that Asumar tried the Sigma Goose Alcohol, and that nearly caused Asumar to literally fall every time he got up "Well thank goodness that I didn't pick them at their Ripening Period at least." The Founder laughed, gaining the attention of Asumar, who glared drunkenly at his brother "Oh s-s-s-Shut the *Hic* Up you fucking Tattooed Circus Freak!" Asumar drunkenly stated, referring to The Founder's Natural Energy Transformation technique where strange markings would appear around his face.

[The Republic of Atria]

The mead had finally made it's way through Kilian's system. "Annnnd it's gone." He says. "Stupid Speed Force liver not letting me have any fun. THat was 3 pitchers worth of Magical mead! Daud. You couldn't have put clothes on or at the very least made some with the rings BEFORE you came here? No one wants to see that. I am a God now! That means I out rank you mere mortal! The Speed God declares that you put on a full covering of pants before speaking to him again from this moment forward!" He said "I am never speaking in third person again. I sound like freaking Doctor Doom. Minus that, I'm glad you made it man." He says. "Try the Griffin! Odin is out being Odin. I am not going to question that."

Odin slammed Gungnir on the ground bringing Nicolas to him. "Undo that which you have done to my men this instant." He says pointing his spear at Nicolas. "I will escort you back to Galactus myself. I am certain he will be happy to hear that his herald is trying to instigate something and dragging Galactus himself into it."

[Of The Rnclave]

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Daud smiled graciously, nodding a non-verbal hello to The Founder and Asumar, one of which he had sparred mentally just a few days prior during the Civil War. However, this was not a time for his troubles or the troubles of Earth, or Midgard as the Norse liked to call it, but a time to celebrate Kilian and the rise of the God of Speed. "That sounds like a fun idea, Roshi. I'm sure your power has only had room to grow in the underworld. However, I have an issue plaguing me at the moment." Daud slowly depowered his lantern ring, revealing his immodest clothing underneath.

Simply a loincloth that was almost too short. Almost.

"These are not the clothes fit for a warrior." He said plainly, "But I will accept a couple of rounds, no doubt."

"Mmm..." A voice hummed in Daud's ear, causing him to tense up slightly. The voice was feminine, but emitted such an aura of power. Soft, almost like a whisper, Daud heard what sounded like raw honey invading his ears. "I enjoy a man who...is not afraid to show off his best." Two white, caressing arms slowly surrounded Daud from behind, resting on his mountainous shoulders. The hands ranked and felt at his chest, while Daud simply stood there and took the sexual assault like a champ.

"Goddess Freyja," Daud said softly, "I ask a favor of you."

"Oh?" She cooed, her lips mere centimeters from Daud's ear. "What does Daud the Midgard require of the Goddess of...fertility?"

"I require clothing, my Lady."

"But what say you if I enjoy this view?" She replied, a tongue slightly making a lap along Daud's ear.

"I do not need it to cover myself from your gaze, I need it because the weather is cold."

"Oh~ Aren't you a smart little Midgard?" She teased playfully, "I have been saving a special garment for my husband, Óðr, but, for such a clever response, I suppose I can part with it. Knowing that you will be wearing always, that is." Daud gulped, agreeing to her arrangement, only to be surrounded by sparkling particles, the Goddess somewhere else away from him, and feeling a bit violated. He shuddered, but willingly accepted the gift of Freyja. His near-nudeness was replaced with a dominating, chest exposing outfit, casting him in the appearance of a Norse warrior, or a warlord of somesort. To complete the arrangement, a robe wrapped itself around him, fleshed with runes and woven from what appeared to be fibrous adamantium.

Daud gave a slight smile to his attire, casting his gaze back at the young heroes. "I think I'm about ready now." He said, stretching his muscles a bit and feeling the way his new clothes fit him.

Roshi nodded as he closed his eyes. 'Now to just bring my full power to bear' Roshi thought, opening his eyes suddenly as his planet shaking energy flowed to the surface. Roshi's baritone voice echoed across the land as he brought all of his energy to the surface. He lowered his arms and stopped shouting as his Super Saiyan energy reached it's limit without ascending. " Now, you ready Daud? I'll let you have the first move" Roshi smirked, drawing the Z Sword out and crossing it in front of him as he readied himself to fight.

[Pantorrum]

"Fine, fine. I will undo it. I do not seek to drag Galactus into it, he is very busy. I am saying if you attacked me I would have no choice. You win, I will leave Asgard and never return. But mark my words, if I cannot rule Earth I will destroy it."

He teleported off into the distance, right into a portal. As he vanished, he would re-appear on Earth and look up at the sky.
"You have my word Odin. But, I do not need you. What I seek will be mine, that is for sure. I know exactly how to get it."

The images had disappeared, and Odin would soon find that Nicholas was seeking the Aether if he was truly Omniscient...

[Discords Equstria]

Now..I SHALL RETURN!. So glad to be with the old gang! Sorry for the short post, it is 1am here.

EARTH, USA, NEW HAMPSHIRE, CONCORD.

"Master...do...you...require...the...Wirecutters?" Asked a robotic female voice from behind the man currently bent over a computer console, who bumped his bald head on the screen and let out a annoyed groan. "Well Alice, that would have been nice had you not scared the living shit out of me." Complained the man as he rubbed his head, he wore a leather jacket, and a black t-shirt along with jeans. The robotic voice called out as a hand had reached out from the ceiling, a wirecutter in hand, and giving it to the inventor. "Well...I...was...just...trying...to...help" The man sighed and mumbled. "Sorry Alice, I am just trying to get the repairs going on the central computer before I leave, hopefully nothing will interrupt me now." He said with a sigh as he went back to work in his basement.

[The Republic of Atria]

"Yeah. If you guys are gonna beat the crap out of each other, I'm going to go not here. Don't trash Odin's place. I am not getting my ass kicked. That and he's Odin. On a scale of how much you don't want to piss him off. From 1 to 10, he's close to about 50." He says and zips through the Palace to find Odin walking back. "Thank you for the feast." He says. "I've got like a long list of things I need to get done back in Midgard. It was nice finally having some time where someone isn't trying to kill me every time I take a few steps. If you ever need me, just shoot me a message or something. I'll be there in no time." Kilian says. "What am I saying? Why would you ever need my help? You're Odin! You're like omnipotent or at least pretty close"

"I will bring you to Asgard if I have need of you Speed God." Odin replies. "For now, I do wish to warn you of those little blue demons."

"The Guardians of the Universe? I mean, sure they're crazy powerful, but... Okay I see your point. I mean one did try to kill me. But his powers shorted out." Kilian says.

"They have found a new source for their abilities. They are as powerful as ever."

"Okay... That's bad. So you're saying I should come here if they do something?"

Odin was silent for a moment. The Guardians were powerful enough to rival him. "I will do my best Speed God. Until then, be wary of them. I know one of them is on your side. Ganthet and Sayd. They are your friends. Listen to them." Odin says.

"Will do. Gotta go not get killed by the Guardians! See you later Odin!" He says and was about to shoot off of Asgard back to Pandora, when Odin grabbed his shoulder.

"Before you go. Now that you are a God. You have access to the Library of Gods. Any information you can imagine you will be able to find there." Odin says.

That wasn't really interesting to Kilian. But the thought was certainly kind. "Thanks. I'll have to take a look when I'm not up to my eyes in stuff I have to do. Fastest being in the universe and I'm always busy with SOMETHING. How does that even work..." He mutters and shoots back to Pandora. There was something he needed to do.

[Rob Halfordia]

Kyoten took the Ki blast to the stomach hard, and coughed lost his breath for a moment. He listened to the android rambling on about his intelligence, and recollected himself. Spitting a little bit of blood, he began to talk as Dakon threw one of the eraser cannons up in the air, "I'm not sure what you're doing, but it doesn't matter. I've got a few tricks of my own", he said with a smirk, before disappearing, and then reappearing all around the android at random. Using Instant Transmission, he was too fast for a Saiyan of Dakon's level to comprehend, but as he teleported around, he didn't attack. Instead, he charged a massive amount of Ki in his hands, using IT to allow himself to charge it uninterrupted. Finally, he appeared behind Dakon, screaming, "HYPERNOVA BLAST!", as a blast of white energy erupted from his hands, illuminating the surface of Mars. The beam was double Android 7's height, and fired in a linear path, out into space.

The blast caught Dakon by surprise, engulfing his right arm and chest in the beam. He had tried to dodge at the last minute, but was hit nonetheless. Pushing away quickly, he powered up another Eraser Cannon in his free hand, flooding it with ki that he was stealing from Kyoten's blast, and fired where the Saiyan was. Moving quickly, Kyoten would either cut off the beam to dodge the attack or let it hit him, both of which were real possibilities, but Dakon had another plan up his sleeve. The Eraser Cannon he had thrown earlier made it's comeback at Kyoten's back, Dakon having somehow set a ki-signature lock on the orb so that it would follow the Saiyan until it was destroyed or made contact. Faced with two ki blasts from opposite sides, the Android smirked.

"Instant Transmission? You really think you need that against me?" He taunted, barely able to hold steady as he was assaulted by the beam. "I know how it works, too. I've read the files, Kyoten. Let's see if you can teleport to me without a ki signature!" Dakon yelled, his aura disappearing from him as he contained all of his energy in his Android parts, which gave off no external ki. A trick he had learned some time ago, it would work for now, but might bite him hard if he had to power up further.

Kyoten turned to see the first eraser cannon making it way to him, and he cut off the beam, deflecting it into a nearby mountain, causing a massive explosion that ps hook the ground where they stood. The second sphere of energy sent by the android was not so easy to deflect, and it hit him with its full force. Fortunately, he was able to use his arms to block some of the damage. But, it was a powerful enough hit to remind him that that this android had the upper ground in terms of logic. In terms of fighting techniques however, he often showed little differentiation. Though, the fact he cut off his Ki signature would be an issue.

But, Kyoten had a move that he was waiting for just the right occasion to use, and it was about time. He smirked at the android, "So, you once again show that you can't beat me as a Saiyan, so you have to fight me as an android", he said spitefully, "It doesn't really matter all that much anyways. You're simply outclassed."

"Now", Kyoten continued, charging creating a ball of energy in his hand, "Let's see how you like this!", he yelled as he stuck his hand out, aiming it above Dakon. When the energy released, it came out in around 50 different waves, each stopping at a random position around Dakon. Kyoten suddenly disappeared, and reappeared at random balls of Ki, punching them at Dakon. Because each one gave off a Ki signature, he was able to use Instant Transmission to move to each one, launching them at Dakon.

(This will be the last use of Instant Transmission in the fight for a while. This just seemed too cool to pass up.)

[The Rebel Alliances]

Sentinel/Daniel Carter
Bruce Wayne, the Prince of Gotham. Now easily in his late thirties, he would not tell you, but his own activities as the Dark Knight have slowed. The damage done to his body through years of a vigilante life, has taken a toll. And now, he is more investigative than he is confrontational. Not that he was neither before, but that slowly, it is starting to show that he cannot keep up to the Batman he used to be. Hell, his own company is seeing more of him. And for all of the Batsuit's credentials, it does not do much to lessen the strain on Bruce's body. All of those falls, jumps, bruises and broken bones have made their mark, sadly. A weakness which I have corrected in my own suit, as it 'assists' me is the best way I can put it, by lessening the damage from falls and bodily strain. I sat down as Bruce flopped a few files in front of me. Then began to explain what was in them.

"I have been investigating the disappearances of Earth's heroes, as you know, and I have not had much luck. However, when you attempt to locate them from any computer base, it reads as if they never left. That they are still here. At first I dismissed these to malfunctioning machines, but with some additional evidence, I believe that in a sense, the computers are right. But wrong too." I was trying to keep up, but Bruce was speaking in circles.

"So, you are implying an alternate Earth, or a alternate reality?"

"Exactly." Bruce said, the same grim look on his face.

"Well, how did they get there? And why can they not get back?" I asked, trying to follow the train of thought.

"Well, that is still a mystery. But something must be preventing them from returning, and-" Then, with a loud crack across the sky. The glass pane behind Bruce cracked, splitting along the window that covered the entire wall, with his head being the epicenter. I realized two things, bulletproof glass. And a sniper. Bruce rose as if uninterested in the event. And looked out of the window. The sniper nest too far away for a human too see with a naked eye.

"Well, that will give the repair crews something to do." Bruce then reached for a cell phone, while something was bothering me.

No assassin worth the money would have thought that Wayne Tower, especially Bruce's office, would not have bulletproof glass. And Gotham is not known for hiring half wits. So, why make a shot like that? Bruce began to activate the phone and placed it to his ear, possibly notifying security or calling Alfred. But then, before I could piece the dots together, the phone exploded and being so close to Bruce's head. Killed him instantly.

Blood spatter covered the desk and floor. And I stood speechless. The shot was simply a diversion. To trigger another trap, and Bruce, letting his guard down for a second, payed for it. In such an undeserving way. Despite all of his training, and all of his feats. The undeniable fact was displayed.

He, was only human.

Just like me.

I stood up, and immediately opened the door, calling out for help. Then turning to Mayla, and signalling with my eyes we needed to leave. Quickly descending the Tower I led Mayla out and into the rain. Then, only when I was certain we were not being followed. Revealed our destination.

"We are going to Wayne Manor. The Batcave more specifically. We need to find out what Batman found out, and more importantly, exactly how in the hell someone managed to take Bruce out like that. That was not like him, and..." My voice trailed off. "Alfred needs to know. And better us than the police..." I confessed, walking through the rain as we made our way to Wayne Manor.

[The Republic of Atria]

The Guardians are back at full strength? That was the exact opposite of a good thing. At least there were two who didn't want to kill him. That was good. But now he had to be careful. Perhaps keep the Speed Lanterns scattered for the time being until he figured something out. That way maybe they will forget about him and go do something else. If they were powerful enough to give Odin second thoughts then he would need a really big weapon. But the only weapon capable of doing so that he was aware of was the Orange ring. Which was in their possession thanks to Sentinel. "If I die I blame him." He says. "So. Eywa, I need ideas on how to steal one of the most powerful weapons in the universe from some of the most powerful beings in the universe. I'm fast, but if I run in and steal it, they'll know I did it. It's not there's too many people that can do that. I'm all about doing stupid things, but I'm not that stupid."

"How about you don't do anything? They're afraid of your ability to change the rings and create them with a thought. If you don't do anything and just stay on the down low, they won't have any reason to kill you."

"So the plan is. Do nothing. That's the worst plan I've ever heard." Kilian says.

"If you have a better suggestion, I would know about it. Just go to Pandora and slow down. Just because you're the God of Speed, doesn't mean you have to keep moving at faster than light speeds. You've got the title from Odin himself. You've got nothing left to prove." Eywa replies.

Kilian sighed. "Alright mom. I'll go be normal." He says landing on the planet near the tribe where everyone seemed to be either crying or terrified. "Goddammit... What happened?! Why's everyone upset?"

"They took my daughter." Mo'at said clearly trying her best to keep calm. Kilians' presence seemed to help a bit.

"Who? Give me a name and I'll find her. There's no one in the universe faster than me. I'll have her back as quickly as I can. Promise." He said.

"He said his name was. Ronan the Accuser."

Kilian's right eye twitched. He had experience with Ronan. Cruel, powerful, soon to be on the receiving end of Kilian's fist. "He kidnapped me too... I've had it with that lunatic." He said. "I'll find him and bring him back in PIECES!"

"Kilian... Maybe you should thin-"

It was too late. Kilian was already shooting through space with rage building in his mind. He was already thick skulled. Combinations of rage and borderline stupidity was what was driving him. This was going to be a mess. People were going to be hurt. Many people. Kilian was extremely powerful, but he always restrained himself for the sake of the safety of everything and everyone around him. What could happen if Kilian didn't restrain himself was scary to think about. And now he had his sights set on someone he hold no mercy towards.

[Neros]

-snip

Android 7 gave Kyoten a smirk. "The Saiyan Way is to achieve victory - why not use anything at my disposal to win?" He said, before becoming surrounded by floating balls of ki. He prepared to defend himself from an explosion, but took a second look at the spheres, eyeing each one accordingly. "Oh shi-" He managed to say, before being hit on the side by a blast, and then from the opposite side. The Android bit his teeth, becoming angry, but impressed at the tactic.

"Enough!" Dakon screamed, unleashing his powerful ki once more in a massive surge of power. His aura provided him with both a shield and a form of offense should Kyoten be caught close enough to be pushed away. Suddenly, the android's veins exploded to life and surged heavily, baring his teeth at Kyoten like a rabid animal. "Let's see how much you enjoy hand to hand combat. Maybe...you like it more than I do!" He yelled, launching himself at Kyoten, moving at faster speeds than he had previously, his entire becoming a conductor for ki as it flowed through his muscles and blood, pushing his body to exert more force and speed to match Kyoten.

Coming upon the warrior, Dakon launched a vicious, single punch, disregarding whether it was blocked or landed, a massive surge of ki exploding out of his fist as he made contact. Another neat technique of his, but he himself knew that Kyoten had more tricks and surprises than he did. Despite that fact, the Android's Saiyan blood urged him to fight and conquer, to see his enemy kneel before him. His logical, android side, to play the devil's advocate, thought of ways in which to achieve such a goal. The perfect combination of intellect and power, even he wondered if it would be enough against Kyoten.

[The Republic of Atria]

"Kilian. Stop and think. You can't just run in and start demanding answers."

"Wanna bet? I bet once I throw a few of them into next week they'll be willing to talk. I've fought the Kree before. Well before I had access to the Speed Force. This isn't going to be a fight as much as its going to be me beating the ever living shit out of them and finding... I don't know her name, but she shouldn't be too hard to spot. Blue. Long hair. Tail. Big Eyes. Easy on the eyes... I'm going to hit them like the fist of an angry GOD. Because I am an angry God. And they're going to find out what happens when you PISS. OFF. A. GOD!" He shouted.

"They might be luring you Kilian. It could be a trap. Wait what was that last part?"

"Something about me gouging out a Kree's eyes. They have orange blood right? Guess It'll double as an anatomy class too! I'm not stopping. If they think they can go around doing whatever they want. They're wrong. And they'll learn. It will be painful. But what life lessons aren't? School of Hard Knocks. Draconian. But effective. And BOY are the Kree in for some lessons. Get ready you bastards! Professor Kilian's class is in session!"

[Pantorrum]

Nicholas had begun to search for the current wear abouts of the owners of certain Gems, and witht he help of Galactus, would no doubt find them...
"Mighty galactus, you at one point or another had nearly all of Infinity Stones. I know of one that I need, but there are three other I must find. Please, mighty Galactus, tell me where they are...Earth cannot be mine without them. With the four stones I seek I would have Night Omnipotence and Nigh Omniscience! I must have these four stones..."

Galactus thought for a moment, before responding.
"My Herald, you have served me well and I have rewarded you with your powers. I do know now that your foes are to great to face alone. I will tell you where they are and just this once. The Power Stone rests in the hands of Ronan the Accuser. The Reality Stone is in the vast collection of Taneleer Tivan, the Collector. You also seek the Mind stone, which is hidden away on Earth, held by Hydra. Finally, the Space Stone is in Asgard, you have seen it. I will not help you retrieve them, that is a feat you must do on your own."

Leaving his presence, Nicholas returned to his search. He had remembered Ronan, and began to look for him. In short time, he found him. Partly because Galactus had told him where he was. he could feel his strength, but it did not frighten Nicholas. He began to teleport through space, looking at a distant star he knew to be the home of the Kree. He looked at it, and vanished, re-appearing next to it.
"Now, where might I find Ronan."
He began to manipulate his particles, causing him to turn invisible to the naked eye. He krept along to where Ronan was...

[The Republic of Atria]

It didn't take long for Kilian to find the Kree homeworld. But now he was stumped as he floated above the capital city. "You have no idea where to begin do you? Kilain if you just thought about-" Eywa was interupted whena large plasma bot shot at them, but Kilian dodged it.

"Well. Looks like we got some early birds!" He said shooting down and completely obliterating the plasma launcher in a single Speed Force charged punch. They crew, obviously terrified that a man just took out something the size of a small ship in a single punch, ran away but soon saw themselves face to face with the God of Speed. "I'm not after you. Tell me where I can find Ronan, and I won't do to this city and YOU what I did to that plasma thing." He says.

"You... I remember you." One of the Kree says. "The human they call Speed Demon. I am Mar-Val. " He says with his hands up. "Why are you here? What has Ronan done to anger you?"

"Kidnapped one of my friends. Listen to me Captain. If you tell me where he is. I promise to make this whole endeavor as painless as I possibly can. If you don't tell me where I can find Ronan. I'm going to show how powerful I've become in these last few years. I could crack this planet open with a single punch."

"Please. If you stopped behaving like an Angry god for more than a second-"

"I AM AN ANGRY GOD!" Kilian shouted.

"Please. Calm down. He is in his new ship. The Dark Aster. I'm not sure-" He was about to finish but saw that Kilian had disappeared. "The man has no idea what he has gotten himself into. Ronan has an infinity gem." He said.

Finding the ship wasn't difficult. Big, elegant, Kilian wanted to smash it to bits. After he rescued the woman of course. "Shields? What am I? A newbie?" He say phasing through it and then the ship walls.

Meanwhile on the Ship, they were prepping the female alien they captured to find out the secrets of the Speed Force. But slicing her open somehow was the only way. "At last. We will finally have the power to end this war once and for all." Ronan said when he and many of the crew heard what sounded like an extremely loud humming noise. "What is that noise-" He said and her some thudding. Upon turning around he found everyone of his subordinates that was in the room was gone. With the bright blue Speedster standing directly across from him with pure hate in his eyes.

[Pantorrum]

Nicholas had immediately snapped to see Kilian in the ground.
He though to himself...
The Dark Aster you say? Let me just peer into your mind so I can find Ronans. I need to see where I am going to get there.
He read the mind of the Kree soldier, and quickly shot off to the Dark Aster. He looked at the shield, smiling.
"Sad, really. Matter Manipulation is more than capable of getting through this..."

He held up his hand and manipulated the particles making up the energy shield. In seconds, he was past them and a small but perfect hole was in the side. He entered, closing everything behind him.
Still invisible, he walked up to where he seen Kilian and Ronan. His eyes jumped to the Power Gem, and he was taken back by its power.
"Oh my..." He thought to himself, as he looked at the stone.
It will be mine...

[The Republic of Atria]

"You have 3 seconds to improve my mood Ronan." Kilian says as he circles him like a hungry wolf. "You can start by tell you where you took the woman. I will tear this planet apart piece by piece if I have to. Odin didn't give me the title of the God of Speed for nothing. Tell me where she is. If she's not hurt and you comply. I promise to only break a few of your bones." He says.

"I have fought you boy. I have power you can't even begin to com-" He wasn't sure what happened before he finished his sentence. There was a flash, his entire body felt like it was smashed, and he dropped his weapon on the floor. When he did finally get his mind back in order, he found himself in the bridge on his back with Kilian looking over him.

"I'm the fastest being in the UNIVERSE Ronan. WHERE IS SHE!? You better tell me before I rearrange your internal organs! I don;t have much patience!" He says.

"Boy-" He says and coughs up some blood. This wasn't going to go well. Kilian was going to find her regardless. Putting up a fight was nearly impossible without his universal weapon. But trying to outpace Kilian would be suicide. He must have take too long trying to figure out what he was going to do because the next thing he saw was the wall of the ship with some of his blood on it. He felt that Kilian was actually going to beat him to death. "I surrender." He says and puts his hands up. "She is in the science bay."

"You know I can be there and back in less than a second right? If you're lying. I don't mind beating you until you squeal." He says.

"I am not lying boy. Get your worthless savage and leave this planet. You're both more trouble than you're worth." Kilian looked at him for a second and hit him with enough force that all of his ribs where shattered. "You... You..." He spat up more blood and was in agonizing pain. He wasn't lying. That is where they put her. Why Kilian hit him was just out of spite. Ronan crawled through the holes Kilain hit him through. If he could just get to his universal weapon. It wouldn't matter how powerful Kilian had become...

Meanwhile Kilian had found who he was looking for. With the scientist huddled in a corner hoping Kilian didn't do to him what he did to Ronan. "I got you." He said to the unconscious woman and flew out of the ship.

[Neros]

Daud smiled graciously, nodding a non-verbal hello to The Founder and Asumar, one of which he had sparred mentally just a few days prior during the Civil War. However, this was not a time for his troubles or the troubles of Earth, or Midgard as the Norse liked to call it, but a time to celebrate Kilian and the rise of the God of Speed. "That sounds like a fun idea, Roshi. I'm sure your power has only had room to grow in the underworld. However, I have an issue plaguing me at the moment." Daud slowly depowered his lantern ring, revealing his immodest clothing underneath.

Simply a loincloth that was almost too short. Almost.

"These are not the clothes fit for a warrior." He said plainly, "But I will accept a couple of rounds, no doubt."

"Mmm..." A voice hummed in Daud's ear, causing him to tense up slightly. The voice was feminine, but emitted such an aura of power. Soft, almost like a whisper, Daud heard what sounded like raw honey invading his ears. "I enjoy a man who...is not afraid to show off his best." Two white, caressing arms slowly surrounded Daud from behind, resting on his mountainous shoulders. The hands ranked and felt at his chest, while Daud simply stood there and took the sexual assault like a champ.

"Goddess Freyja," Daud said softly, "I ask a favor of you."

"Oh?" She cooed, her lips mere centimeters from Daud's ear. "What does Daud the Midgard require of the Goddess of...fertility?"

"I require clothing, my Lady."

"But what say you if I enjoy this view?" She replied, a tongue slightly making a lap along Daud's ear.

"I do not need it to cover myself from your gaze, I need it because the weather is cold."

"Oh~ Aren't you a smart little Midgard?" She teased playfully, "I have been saving a special garment for my husband, Óðr, but, for such a clever response, I suppose I can part with it. Knowing that you will be wearing always, that is." Daud gulped, agreeing to her arrangement, only to be surrounded by sparkling particles, the Goddess somewhere else away from him, and feeling a bit violated. He shuddered, but willingly accepted the gift of Freyja. His near-nudeness was replaced with a dominating, chest exposing outfit, casting him in the appearance of a Norse warrior, or a warlord of somesort. To complete the arrangement, a robe wrapped itself around him, fleshed with runes and woven from what appeared to be fibrous adamantium.

Daud gave a slight smile to his attire, casting his gaze back at the young heroes. "I think I'm about ready now." He said, stretching his muscles a bit and feeling the way his new clothes fit him.

Roshi nodded as he closed his eyes. 'Now to just bring my full power to bear' Roshi thought, opening his eyes suddenly as his planet shaking energy flowed to the surface. Roshi's baritone voice echoed across the land as he brought all of his energy to the surface. He lowered his arms and stopped shouting as his Super Saiyan energy reached it's limit without ascending. " Now, you ready Daud? I'll let you have the first move" Roshi smirked, drawing the Z Sword out and crossing it in front of him as he readied himself to fight.

Daud smiled, impressed at the young Saiyan's power output, actually taken aback by its intensity and sheer power. "You've managed to outclass the other Saiyans...even Kyoten and 7." He offered Roshi a thumbs up, the young boy's signature move during the Cell Games, "Whatever you did in the Underworld, it worked, for sure." Daud began to ignite his power rings, the colors dancing around him, mixing and merging as they flared around vividly.

However, at Kilian's quick request, Daud powered down, a friendly smile on his face. "They should have a perfect arena for some sparring, but..." Daud began, "I just remembered that I can't stay long. I intended to come over and give Kilian my congratulations -" Just then, Kilian had dashed away to some other adventure of his, causing Daud to sigh. "And now I must be off. I have get some final things ready. You can spar with the Founder and Asumar, I'm sure one of them will be up for it." He said, motioning to the two brothers, one very inebriated.

"You see, I'm leaving Earth, so, I need to make my amends with my homeworld before I go." He finished, activating his Speed Lantern ring, a small gateway back to Earth opening up. "Anything you need from me before I head off?" He asked, pausing before going through the portal. He owed them this one question at least, as his sudden arrival and departure had probably caused more commotion than Daud had intended.

[Mavorpen]

Lari stopped walking and looked up at the sky to her right. Orn also looked in that direction, but he saw nothing. An instant later, Ayesha was crouched next to him. "Orn! Sorry I'm late. This stupid ring took forever to find you. Something about finding your DNA signature or whatev-." She paused and looked Orn up and down, noting a few scratches and looked around at the ground, noting the crater they were in the center of. Ayesha turned to Lari and stared at her for a few seconds. "...Who's that?" she asked, looking back at Orn and pointing at Lari.

"Who are you? Lari responded.

"...I'm Ayesha," she answered.

"I'm Lari. Nice to meet you," Lari stated with a smile.

"Well, she's quite polite." Ayesha's ring stated.

"Shut up. Even if she is polite, she's obviously an enemy," Ayesha said as her ring glowed and she entered a battle ready stance. Orn placed his hand on her shoulder as he stood up, and Ayesha turned her head to him

"No," he simply stated.

"What!? But I don't need to rely on my voice anymore. And if it's a matter of me not having full control of this new power, I'm already getting the hang-"

"Ayesha!" Orn interrupter, his face hardened. "It's not about that. This is something I have to deal with." Ayesha almost immediately began to protest but then hesitated. She had learned over many years that Orn was rarely serious these days. Sure, on the outside he appeared cold and, well, inhuman, but he had grown fairly laid back over time spent Attilan, whereas when he landed in the city he behaved as expected as someone trained as a hardened warrior whose sole purpose was to fight in warfare.

"Fine. I won't interrupt. Just don't die or whatever," she stated as she slowly ascended into the air. "He can't win," her ring bluntly stated. Ayesha said nothing and simply looked down at the two fighters as they walked towards each other. In a blur, the two quickly closed the gap between them and exchange a flurry of punches.

Something's wrong... Orn thought to himself. Lari was getting faster and at an increasingly rapid rate. He gritted his teeth and crossed his arms to block a powerful blow aimed at his chest. Despite blocking, he was sent flying a mile away. Damn it, she's even getting stronger. He landed and uncross his arms only to immediately find a fist landing a uppercut blow to his chin, sending him into the air several dozen feet into the air. His leg was then grabbed and Lari spun several times, then threw him into the ground below.

"You're probably wondering, 'Why is she getting faster and stronger?"" Lari stated as she floated down to him. Orn, kneeling on the ground, coughed and wiped blood from his mouth. "The answer is, I'm not. I needed to reduce my physical attributes to convince you that I was Sakaaran. At the level of a Sakaaran, you were right, I'm no match in hand to hand combat. At the level of an Almeracian, that's a different story." She swiftly sent an ax kick down at his head.

Orn caught her leg and looked up at her, blue energy from the Old Power covering his arm. "You talk too much." He pulled her leg down and delivered an uppercut of his own, sending her flying several miles. He chased after her and delivered dozens of blows as she continued flying backwards. Lari had already recovered from the uppercut, as Orn had expected. He continued his flurry of attacks, though, continuously pressuring her while the blue aura from the Old Power surrounding his arms began glowing brighter and stronger.

Lari frowned. She was faster and stronger now, as she no longer restricted herself to the strength of a Sakaaran. And yet, unlike previously, she was no longer overwhelming Orn. She knew he was an exceptional fighter, but there was no way for him to overcome such a strength and speed gap that quickly, she believed.

However, she was ignorant of just how exceptional a fighter Orn was. When they had met, he was already a fantastic fighter. He already had the level of skill so that she could never present a real challenge to him. She had, therefore, never experienced Orn's ability to adapt: to grow in the middle of battle. Not in strength. Not in speed. But in responding to his opponent. At Lari's core, she was the same fighter, no matter how stronger or faster she had become in comparison to when she pretended to be Sakaaran. Orn remembered fighting her day after day. He remembered every one of her favorite moves. He remembered her tactics. He remembered every muscle movement. And that made this fight even.

Yeah, right...

Orn gazed into her eyes and immediately felt something wrong. It was too late, however. His body was paralyzed for a millisecond, and that millisecond was all that was needed for Lari. She grabbed his next and ejected her eye beams at his face. Orn howled in pain as it burned his face. The bombardment stopped and he felt another sharp, sudden pain in his abdomen as Lari punched straight through the left side of his abdomen. She pulled out her arm and Orn coughed up blood. With her other hand at his neck, she threw him down to the ground.

"What a shame... I didn't even need the Power Cosmic," she stated as she looked down at him. "I suppose that's what you get for assuming being an Almeracian merely grants me a simple increase in physical attributes." Suddenly, a chill ran down her spine. She jumped backwards away from Orn. What was that? she thought to herself. She chuckled. "Ah... that's right. I believe that's called fear," she stated to herself as Ayesha quietly descended down from the sky in front of her.

[Pantorrum]

Nicholas smiled to see Ronan on the floor. He made himself visible and used his matter manipulation to lift the Universal weapon without touching it.
"Well well, what do we have hear?"
He used his telekinesis to suspend Ronan into the air.
"I will do you a favor, since I am getting such a prize. Yes, yes, i know of your Power Gem and your plot to destroy Xandar, complements of Galactus. Now, it is mine. Be healed."

In seconds, Ronans bone had snapped back into place and his bleeding interior was repaired.
"Now we are even."

He used his matter manipulation to pull the Power Gem out, and send the weapon hurtling into Ronan's chest.
"Pleasure doing business with you. I wish I followed Kilian to places like this more often..."

He smiled, teleporting from the ship far off into space.
Suspended for from anyone, he began to look at the stone. It would destroy Organic Material as soon as it toughed it due to its immense strength, but if he changed his interior area to something else he would keep it safe and use its powers.
He created a pocket inside of his Chest, behind his heart, and turned it to Vibranium. Inside it, he teleported the stone.

The surge of intense energy entered his body as he felt as if he could do anything...
"Well, Ronan...you wasted this stone for all that time..."

He turned to nearby Asteroid that suddenly exploded simply because Nicholas decided it would...
"Oh, this is to great! Who can stand in my way now? Off to visit the Collector."

He could access all the power that had ever existed and ever will exist, thus including the Power Cosmic. He teleported to the Collector, though he could not see him from where he had been...

[The Republic of Atria]

Ronan was in no position to argue. Two humans with the powers of gods flicked him aside like he was little more than an insect. How such an under-evolved and underdeveloped species was capable of doing this was beyond him. On top of that, the second human seemed to know about the stones. Which surprised him, and knew that if humans possessed all of the stones, there would nothing stopping them from doing as they pleased with the universe. And with their history of attacking Earth, he felt that it wasn't going to end well.

Kilian was flying through space when the woman came to and nearly attacked him. "Its... You. You saved me. Thank you." She said.

"Saving people and punching bad guys is kind of my job. Sorry. I came as soon as I heard. And I'm also sorry that I wasn't there when it happened. I'm only one man in one place at one time. Don't worry. I made sure the bastard felt it. I"m pretty sure I broke his... Everything. I was going to carve my initials in his chest. But decided against it. Still a good guy." He says flying over Mars where he saw lights flashing from orbit. "Are those two morons still fighting? Here's a bit of knowledge... I don't know your name."

"Neytiri."

"Neytiri. Saiyans are even stupider than me. If you can believe that. But I'll be damned if they aren't fun as hell to watch fight. Come on. I'll give you a quick lightshow and then we'll go home. Sound good?" He says flying a few hundred feet away from where the two were fighting.

"I suppose it does."