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

[Charmera]

Ember

After a wile of making the land mass the exact size she wanted, Ember resurfaced. The island had a good size now to allow even some buildings around the volcanoes, not that she wanted any but it seemed a good middleground size for the island. She also made sure the magma formed land that connected it strongly with the earth below the water so it would not crumble over time and have a good foundation. She didn't really intent it but there were a couple of small island formations around the main island, not big, maybe just big enough to put a fishing shack on or something, but she liked how it ended up.

"There we go, The Ember Isles are finished." Ember looked a moment at Aqua "Feel free to change what you want, but the name is staying The Ember Isles, and the volcanoes are staying, the Ember Mountains with Mount Ember as the highest one."

"Cool! I don't mind that at all" She replied, rather flexible with her living conditions. She sighed as she felt the water on her "skin". "I already made the beach. told you it was easy. All you have to do is pummel the rock to the point where it's grains, then collect it with the water. It seeps in pretty nicely." Aqua commented. She 'sun tanned' on the beach, about to lie down when she was suddenly greeted by someone else.

Destiny Cole/Dolphin-19 Yrs-Ember Isles

Arriving on the new earth in one of it's oceans, I could make out a collection of islands in the distance. Infinite Justice had sent me here on a mission to establish a branch of IJ here, so that any threats that originate here that could threaten our world, could be taken care of before they ever reach our world. With the secondary role of serving as a sort of representative mission for Infinite Justice on this world at the same time. I was about to make way for the nearest continent, when I felt the ocean currents being unnaturally drawn to those islands off on the horizon.

Someone else with control of water?

A rival could be...interesting.

Then, with a swift dive I swam at blinding speeds just beneath the surface of the water, my white hair streaming behind me to speeds that would be equal to around 800 mph on land. Taking just a few minutes to reach the island, and with a vibrant burst I ascended out of the water and flipped onto the shore in too much showmanship to about the point where the currents were being drawn too. And I quickly found the source.

A young woman with long blue hair suitable to a mermaid and clothing that appeared to be from another age sat on the edge of the beach, her feet in the water as it danced around her. I walked a littler closer to her, as I wanted to get her attention.

She did not seem like much, but neither do I and we both have much in common. Taking some of the salt water around her, I molded them into the shape of swans, and animating them so that they swam around her, getting her attention, I finally introduced myself.

"Hello there, I could sense that you have hydrokinetic powers too. Well, so do I." I announced in a preppy tone.

"I am called Dolphin by my friends." A entertaining thought then entered my mind. A way in which I could test my abilities against someone of a similar skill set.

"I have an idea, why dont we have a friendly bout? A training battle. Just to see what we can do with water. It would be a fun way to get to know one another, what do you think?"

She saw the swans, smiling as she recognized them in the water. But she frowned as she realized it wasn't her doing this. Instead it seemed to be some other person controling water. She frowned, not sure how to take this really... An intrusion into her domain? She supposed she should be more flattered than offended. Though it did make her feel less special. She also found her cockyiness a little annoying. Though she did seem friendly at least. Perhaps she could make her first human friend?

"That's... interesting." Again, she wasn't too sure what to make of it. She decided to be optemistic. 'In fact. That's cool. Another person like me..."

"My name is Aqua. I'm the Archon of Water..." Whatever that meant. She wasn't too sure to be honest. It was important, but she wasn't too sure what it meant. '

"A... training battle?" She then thought back to Alex and Naja, and how they had play fought. "So... a fight just for fun? It wouldn't be real?" She smiled calmly. 'Yeah. That sounds... good. I'd be willing to do that."

"Well, I was here because it's quiet. I didn't know this place was the hotbed for lovers and a place where people beat the tar out of each other." Tina remarked, frowning. "All I wanted to do was sleep. It's all I ever want to do. But nnnooooooo... You think you've had it rough? I haven't been able to get decent nap for the past couple of days ti's been so crazy."

When Magnus described Myosai, Tina sighed. "I can actually relate to that... After all I do have a sister it seems... though she seems more concerned with swimming after fish then anything else." She remarked. "I just met her today too... Huh...."

When she saw Myosai, Tina raised an eyebrow. Why do I have the terrible sense of Deja Vu... wait... how the fuck do I know what that is? She dismissed those thoughts and introduced herself. "I have a few names, Tina being the most common one I'm called by. I'm the Archon of Earth." She explained. She turned slightly to Magnus. "And what's your name big guy?"

"HUH. You think you have it tough, missy?" Magnus chuckled obnoxiously. "Oh please. Try having to destroy a Natural disaster AND nuke-proof city for your entire life, only to watch it succumb like a TOOTHPICK under a hundred pound weight to this thing of destruction here." He gestured to Myosai, oblivious of the entire conversation. "Might I add, Myosai, your attention span is worse than those kids touring my Volcanic Plains.."

Magnus gave a sigh. "So, uh, lady- I mean Tina, or whatever your name is. I go by the name of... Erm... Magnus. Or the lava monster if that's your cup of teas." He said, introducing himself. "So far I've gone from being a humble lava golem wanting a shot at eternal partying by destroying some gods knows everything proof city to, well... A lava golem, connected to the earth." He shrugged. "Basically you can call me a force of nature, controlling earthquakes and all, but, that's mostly for that stupid town I'm supposed to blow up. Creators say if I, myself, destroy that city without assistance, I gots a clear shot at eternal partying with some very sexy lava nymphs," he sighed. "but, so far, that thing has survived longer than most civilizations on the planet. Hell, when I heard my buddy at Krakatoa completed his job I wasn't even close to erupting yet! And, when I did, guess what they had?" He paused for dramatic effect. "FOREIGN FUCKING AID. By present day that city was spewing out more money than NYC and had a military designed specifically to blow my ass up. But, enough about me and my story, I want to hear about what struggles you've been having lately, eh?"

"You had to destroy a city? Huh. I've destroyed a few cities myself. Not exactly on purpose or anything... Well not always on purpose... just... I get grumpy when I wake up." Tina spoke. "Still... sorry about that. It must be tough having your life's work wrecked in a millisecond." She knew his life's work was destroying a city, but she couldn't really blame him too much since she had done that more than once. "But at least you've had something to do. For the past nine thousand years I've been so bored I've had to sleep. I don't have a purpose. I don't really have any drive. I have the earth of the entire planet and more to do stuff with and I can't think of anything to do with it?" She commented, sighing as she raised a small stool of earth and sat. When she did so the moon shook as her butt hit the rock. "It may not seem like much compared to having your lifes goal taken away... but I've had no life's goal, so I wouldn't know." She put her chin on her hand.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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Garnet simply continued watching the quirky man as he spoke to his heart's content, noticing with mild annoyance that he seemed rather chatty. To be quite honest, though she was rather lucid and calm in comparison to how she had been in plenty of other moments during the past couple days, she was uncomfortable with all this talking. She normally wouldn't have been, had the circumstances been different, but as things were, she was quite tired from all the fighting and struggling she was put through, and a strangely talkative stranger she didn't seem to recognize didn't exactly help her relax.

However, as he continued speaking, he managed to pique her interest, speaking as he was about merely 'being in a human's guise', which he soon confirmed as he morphed back into the shape of the green creature he had been back during New York. She was not afraid for some reason she couldn't understand, feeling as though she had witnessed far worse things, which was only a half-truth at best. However, a flash of recognition did run across her face as she saw him, realizing that this was, indeed, the same green creature.

Now, the blonde woman's annoyance didn't die down as the Outworlder continued speaking, going off on a tangent about 'news', 'human civilization', and hot dogs. Shaking her head, she let out a sigh. "I would probably have given it a more interesting name if it had been up to me, but that's beside the point." She said, her tone not too aggressive, but slightly irked nonetheless, though it was appeased rather quickly as she spoke. "But if you're looking for somewhere to rest, though, we're on the same boat there. I haven't managed to catch a break in a long time." She stated, and as if on cue, she yawned, reaching up and rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands. Though she was technically at her strongest, endowed with her twin bracelets in addition to Misery and Agony, her exhaustion was proving to be quite an effective counterweight.

"Who are you, anyway?" She asked after a moment. "You keep popping up, but you haven't even told me your name. Mine's Garnet." She said.

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As she poked the peculiar rock formation with the very tip of her crimson sword, the regal blonde woman noticed a tremor, and then another. In an instant, there was a girl nearby, a woman with parts of her body seemingly made of stone. The crowned woman regarded this new being with no small ammount of curiosity, her deep scarlet eyes following her every movement as she moved towards them and spoke. Through her potent psionic abilities, she was able to tell with nearly no effort that this new half-woman half-stone creature seemed to bear some sort of animosity towards them, though she paid it no mind, believing it to be inconsequential. At the question of what she was, the woman merely answered the elemental's guess with a vague nod. She was, in fact, something akin to an intergalactic tourist, though someone of her standing would be better considered as a visiting sovereign of a distant land. Still, she did not seem to mind the considerations she was given on a cold, dead rock.

More interesting than the stone woman, however, was the rock formation, which appeared to flinch and soon after begin moving, revealing itself to be far from dead. Rather than simply a strange stone formation, this was a living creature, a sentient construct of rock and magma rather than a dead piece of mineral. Fascinated, she continued observing him as he shed some of his rocks and seemed to heat up, his magma surviving in the black void of space. Magic, then, not simple power. All the more reason to continue observing this creature, the crowned woman thought, not putting forth any resistance as he reached out and pushed her sword to the side, claiming to be annoyed by the contact. Nodding, she released her grip on the sword's hilt, and in the same instant, it vanished in a harmless flash of silvery light, fading into nothingness. Many more such swords could be called forth by her at any given time, and so, it mattered little whether she held it or not, though she did concede that poking a living creature like that must not have been pleasant for him.

Either way, she simply continued studying this new creature with blood red eyes, noticing how his inner temperature, and thus the heat he projected outwardly, seemed to go through a vast increase. Curious, she peered into the creature's mind. Though she was, in her current state, unable to override his will with her own or know his every experience, something like reading superficial thought and emotion was simple child's play to her, and soon she realized just why Magnus seemed so nervous and was so heated up, an amused smile creeping into her face as she understood.

However, he seemed to be distracted by the insistence of the stone lady to be noticed, as well as the arrival of a pink creature whose power did not seem proportional to her intelligence in the slightest. At this new development, the crowned woman decided to simply observe instead of directly involving herself in the affairs of these lesser creatures. If they judged that her input was desired, then she would oblige with pleasure, but until then, she opted to remain on the sidelines instead. Snapping her fingers, she caused a golden throne made of solid light to manifest behind her, and promptly sat down on it afterwards, crossing one leg over the others and interlocking her fingers over her lap, observing with interest.

Just then, prompted by the far-reaching power of her psionic abilities, a surge of alert coursed through her mind...

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Not far from where Alex, Kilian, Naja and Neytiri stood, another crimson and white serpent hole opened up on the ground, and a figure emerged from it. She was, for all intents and purposes, an exact copy of the crowned woman who sat on a golden throne on the moon, observing the antics of a pair of stone creatures. An exact copy, down to the very last detail, clothing and accessories included. Upon emerging, she looked around for a bit, trying to detect the anomaly that her psionic sense had picked up, though it seemed to have vanished by now, strangely enough.

Focused as she was on her task, she did not notice the two couples until after several moments had passed. Once that happened, she turned to look at them for several more, before finally tilting her head at them in mild confusion. "Greetings, creatures. Would any of you happen to know of a cosmic anomaly taking place somewhere around this specific part of the universe?" She asked, unaware of how they had been the ones who had repaired it, however great the cost. Had she known for certain that they were at least involved in it, she would have pryed the information from their minds, with some effort, but as things were, she saw no need to violate the privacy of a living being, especially one that did not answer to her.

[Altito Asmoro]

Len-El/The Striker

Len-El hides inside a dark alley, with five thugs beaten until they unconscious, all around him. At the corner lied a woman, cornered, cried, afraid of seeing what he did. He didn't intended to do that, but his rage and anger after retreating like a coward following his battle with a magician was enough for him to angry for what he cannot do. He walked out from the alley, with the streets almost empty, wounded citizens are being taken care of by the remaining paramedics and police officers are trying to rounding them up back to the local church at Gotham. It's being protected by various armed citizens and police officers remaining there, but it's not enough against the thugs.

In the distance, about a hundred thugs walked to the church with the intents to looted the church, and killed the people there, and brought them as hostages. Len-El decided enough is enough, and so, he walked to the thugs, facing them.

This has to end. Now.

[Charmera]

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Vladkaht stared at her menacingly for a few moments, then knelt down, glaring deep into her eyes with a merciless glow. Something abot what she said hit a button in his mind, a switch that struck his darkest side. "Everything bleeds, one way or another. You are no different. It is survival of the fittest, not of those who work hardest. Know your place. The sooner you accept it, the better."

The darkened spirit of the void hovered quietly in the air, almost forgotten by the two adversaries. He made a deep rumbling noise. He rose upward into the sky, then looked down at them both. "You're struggles are futile, like the rest of your existence. Even now the fate of the world hangs in the balance, and yet you still squabble uselessly. You shall face retribution soon."

Vladkaht looked up from where he was kneeling, then raised an eyebrow in sarcasm. "What would you have me do? Grovel at your feet? I do not yield to you, or anyone."

"Such arrogance is to be expected of such an ignorant speck."

"And that's exactly why the speck just fought you evenly, and is now going to rip you apart!" He jumped at Xurvash, with glowing fists, and he manifested a giant red blade around the two. He swung it with all of his might, determined to slice him in half. The spirit, however, did something unexpected. He raised his hand with a blur of speed, and the sword struck it's wrist and the chains that lay on it. An explosion shook the ground, and Vladkaht fell backward, stunned. Xurvash looked down at his wrist, and a small crack formed on the cuff. Then, with a sound like a building collapsing, the chain shattered and fell. Suddenly the air dropped in temperature, and his breath began to fog in front of him. Xurvash glowed in his core, and he raised his arms, basking in his newfound power. The world seemed to bend towards him as if he had his own gravititational pull. He looked to the two with a sinister glare. "The void has come." He bellowed.

Then, a strange swirling came from it's face, rotating eerily with a faint whistle. It expanded larger and larger, transforming it's body into a swirling maelstrom of nothingness. In a few seconds the entire area was being sucked into the abyss, the void that came from between worlds being present on that day. The golems and corpses around them began to fly into the portal in a flury as the pull became even more powerful. Vladkaht planted primal roots into the ground, and as he stared at the impending blackness two words came to mind. Black hole.. He looked down at the water than gushed around his feet. "Get us out of here!" He cried. A gurgling noise came up from the ground, and The water struggled upwards, grabbing onto every elemental it could. It rose up into a giant creature of power, fighting against the roaring winds. The elemental extended a watery Tendril to Vladkaht, and it rapped around his waist. He was lifted high in the air, and it turned to return to the portal from which it had came. The being groaned and struggled against the gravitational pull, inching it's way back. In the carnage, Vladkaht happened to turn his head, and he saw the form of Grixia just as she was lifted into the air and sucked toward the abyss.

In that moment, something happened in the ancient heart of the primal mage. Perhaps something was bent out of shape in the midst of combat, or a peice of him had melted from the heat of the moment, but in the infinitesimal amount of time that he had to consider his options, he came to a startling coarse of action. Just as he went through the portal, the primal Mage shot out his hand, throwing out a rope toward her, it latched around her chained leg, then rapidly snared her back in his direction. The three rocketed through the portal, then in an instant, it closed.

He lay gasping for air on the floor, his energy spent. The water spirit shrunk down further and further, until only a small group of ice and water remained. "Thanks Oshmaz." He whispered. He looked over at the woman who laid beside him, then stood up slowly. He suppossed he should say something to her, but not even he knew the justification for his actions. He could only look at her blankly for a moment, then stare down the hallway in thought.

Grixia paused for a moment. She briefly looked downwards in the chains. She bitterly shook her head. She had just been saved by Vlad, she wasn't sure why honestly. Should she owe him or something? Was that a thing she should do? Did it matter in the end? She wasn't some weak flower than needed to be protected. Not anymore. The flower had wilted and hardened to wood. "'Know you're place...' heh" She laughed, then bitterly chuckled. Like some joke she had heard a million times, then forgotten only to have it thrown in her face once more. Once more she was trapped, with someone else deciding her destiny. She couldn't help but hate that yet find it amusing and ironic. "I've heard that one before. Lots. Tons."

She turned slightly to Vlad. "You want to know where I'd be if I had listened to them?" She said. "I would be stuck in a castle I hate, married to a man I never loved and abhorred more than I do you and I would have stayed like that for the rest of my life. Died. Then be forgotten. But I didn't listen. And for thinking out of my station... I was punished. But in the end... I got stronger."

She laughed again. "Ah. What the hell would you know about what I'm talking about?" She remarked bitterly. "No person who says things like 'Know your place' has any idea what it's like to be powerless." Then she paused, stopping her verbal assault and looking down with what could be guilt.

"Why did you save me?" She asked, finally. Her confusion finally prompting her to ask.

[Kaoiluja]

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Vladkaht did not move for a moment, but he simply bit his lip and muttered to himself. "Powerless..."

The primal Mage had unwanted memories force themselves into his mind. He saw bodies strewn across city streets, innocent victims of a movement that looked at them as less than Basakiith. Less than animals. Lightning flashed overhead, and the earth shook. Nature and technology clashed into a destruction unstoppable by even the strongest of heroes. He saw fire streaming from the skyline, and buildings exploding onto the corpses that lay around him. A giant shadow blotted out the sun as it descended from the clouds in a torrent of wind. He heard screams from somewhere he could not identify. For all he could tell, they could have been his. A hand clutched his shoulder, and he remembered he was running. Running... like a coward.

In an instant he was shocked back to reality, and he realized he was sweating and breathing slightly heavier Han he had a moment before. He was running the fingers of his left hand over the central gem on his right, the one on the back of his hand. They brushed over it feverishly in the quiet hallway. He recollected himself, not entirely sure how much time had just passed but not truly caring, and he snapped back at her from where he stood. "I don't know." He flung his hands up in the air in exasperation. "Maybe I just love all the melodrama that seems to show up anytime we are in the same room together." The primal Mage looked down at her, then with a gesture of his hand caused her to float upward in her chains, putting her in standing position. He had grown tired of looking down. "And I dont need to justify myself to you of all people. So don't go thinking that just because you are alive that I actually care about what happens to you whatsoever. One short move and you are dead, either by my hand or by the millions of other warriors down here. So shut it." He did, however, feel like he did have some reason for caring about what happened to her. It was a strange, inexplainable thing, but he felt that for some reason the woman who had almost killed him mattered.

He began to walk down the hallway, Grixia hovering beside him and Oshmaz following close behind, slithering along the ground like a serpent of water. A lone figure came down the hallway, and he could tell who it was from a distance. "Felix." He called.

"My lord, are you..." He stopped himself, then restarted his statement. "What happened."

"This happened." He said dryly, pointing to Grixia. "Not exactly preferable to fight an angry dead girl and a black hole at the same bloody time."

[Charmera]

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Vladkaht did not move for a moment, but he simply bit his lip and muttered to himself. "Powerless..."

The primal Mage had unwanted memories force themselves into his mind. He saw bodies strewn across city streets, innocent victims of a movement that looked at them as less than Basakiith. Less than animals. Lightning flashed overhead, and the earth shook. Nature and technology clashed into a destruction unstoppable by even the strongest of heroes. He saw fire streaming from the skyline, and buildings exploding onto the corpses that lay around him. A giant shadow blotted out the sun as it descended from the clouds in a torrent of wind. He heard screams from somewhere he could not identify. For all he could tell, they could have been his. A hand clutched his shoulder, and he remembered he was running. Running... like a coward.

In an instant he was shocked back to reality, and he realized he was sweating and breathing slightly heavier Han he had a moment before. He was running the fingers of his left hand over the central gem on his right, the one on the back of his hand. They brushed over it feverishly in the quiet hallway. He recollected himself, not entirely sure how much time had just passed but not truly caring, and he snapped back at her from where he stood. "I don't know." He flung his hands up in the air in exasperation. "Maybe I just love all the melodrama that seems to show up anytime we are in the same room together." The primal Mage looked down at her, then with a gesture of his hand caused her to float upward in her chains, putting her in standing position. He had grown tired of looking down. "And I dont need to justify myself to you of all people. So don't go thinking that just because you are alive that I actually care about what happens to you whatsoever. One short move and you are dead, either by my hand or by the millions of other warriors down here. So shut it." He did, however, feel like he did have some reason for caring about what happened to her. It was a strange, inexplainable thing, but he felt that for some reason the woman who had almost killed him mattered.

He began to walk down the hallway, Grixia hovering beside him and Oshmaz following close behind, slithering along the ground like a serpent of water. A lone figure came down the hallway, and he could tell who it was from a distance. "Felix." He called.

"My lord, are you..." He stopped himself, then restarted his statement. "What happened."

"This happened." He said dryly, pointing to Grixia. "Not exactly preferable to fight an angry dead girl and a black hole at the same bloody time."

"Isn't by definition the fact that I'm alive an indicator that you do indeed care about my well being." The Sorceress pointed out, and would have crossed her arms if they were not bound by chains. She still had to wait a little bit before she could teleport, raising an entire army of undead does tend to take a lot out of you. She noticed her blade was still in her arms, wrapped in an awkward position but still there. "I'm currently wondering if you perhaps have some sexual motive in keeping me alive... these binding chains seem to support that evaluation..." She remarked with a smile. Just because she was bound didn't mean she couldn't make snide remarks.

"Also, the term is undead." She replied. "I'm offended. Do you not know anything of the Necrotic arts?"

[Turmenista]

"Yeah. I kinda feel like that way. A lot." Magnus said. "Sometimes, I ask myself, 'what did I do in some past life to deserve this bullcrap of destroying a [rather nice] city, at what? A shot at eternal partying with some lava nymphs? 'Huh! " he frowned, folding his arms. "The gods thought they could have fun with me by repairing AND repopulating that city after every attack I place on it. In reality, that just pissed me off even more and made me even more angry. "

He sighed. "Then again, maybe being LESS angry and being more patient, building up over time, I might be able to finish the job. But, for now, it's just waiting and waiting, for something to happen."

Magnus turned away from Tina for a moment, to check on Myosai and the other woman.

Sure enough, Myosai had sensed some sort of danger. Magnus felt a tremendous power increase by the Majin, as she flew up and away, off some random direction in space.

"There she goes again." Magnus sighed. Firing off some invisible seismic waves in her direction, he saw them bounce off of the flying pink creature, then fly back into his hand.

"Let's see here." Magnus said, examining the waves and the direction in which Myosai was flying off into. "Seems like the pinkie is heading in Mars's direction. This could be either a good thing - some baddie is awaiting us on Mars, or a bad thing - she might be so bored that she wants to destroy Mars for fun." Magnus turned around to the two women. "What do you think, ladies? Should we follow her? I kind of don't want to see Mars blow up, Ive got A really good buddy relationship with Olympus Mons.."

[The Republic of Atria]

"If you're talking about the planet that just popped into the sky. We took care of it. I think." Naja said to the new stranger as she took of the now powerless Infinity Gauntlet and tossed it aside. "So there goes our big gun."

"Yeah... That... That wasn't supposed to happen. There's going to be more. Entropy said the only way to stop it is to destroy the other Earth." Alex said. "So that means, unless it's a dead Earth, we have to kill, seven. Billion. People. It's like a universal Hunger Games." Alex said exasperated and sat down. "I mean, I have no problem killing one person if they absolutely need to die... But that many innocent people?"

Kilian just sat down. "We can't do that. We're supposed to be the good guys. We go around blowing up billions of people, that'll make every mass murder in Earth's history look like a hippie... I'm not gonna kill that many people." Neytiri sat next to him and put her arm around him.

"You're a smart man. You will figure this out." She said trying to encourage Kilian, but he just couldn't justify that much death. One or even two people to save hundreds? Possibly. This was an unequal trade.

"I thought I got you over the whole woe is me thing?" Naja said and pulled Alex to his feet. "You both are two of the most powerful men on the planet. And you've got us right behind you. We can do this. We'll figure something out." She then turned her attention to the stranger. "From what I got, every whenever, another Earth is supposed to pop up and smash into ours. If we don't' stop it, everything in two universes die. In order to stop it, one of the Earths has to be blown up."

[Kaoiluja]

Vladkaht did not move for a moment, but he simply bit his lip and muttered to himself. "Powerless..."

The primal Mage had unwanted memories force themselves into his mind. He saw bodies strewn across city streets, innocent victims of a movement that looked at them as less than Basakiith. Less than animals. Lightning flashed overhead, and the earth shook. Nature and technology clashed into a destruction unstoppable by even the strongest of heroes. He saw fire streaming from the skyline, and buildings exploding onto the corpses that lay around him. A giant shadow blotted out the sun as it descended from the clouds in a torrent of wind. He heard screams from somewhere he could not identify. For all he could tell, they could have been his. A hand clutched his shoulder, and he remembered he was running. Running... like a coward.

In an instant he was shocked back to reality, and he realized he was sweating and breathing slightly heavier Han he had a moment before. He was running the fingers of his left hand over the central gem on his right, the one on the back of his hand. They brushed over it feverishly in the quiet hallway. He recollected himself, not entirely sure how much time had just passed but not truly caring, and he snapped back at her from where he stood. "I don't know." He flung his hands up in the air in exasperation. "Maybe I just love all the melodrama that seems to show up anytime we are in the same room together." The primal Mage looked down at her, then with a gesture of his hand caused her to float upward in her chains, putting her in standing position. He had grown tired of looking down. "And I dont need to justify myself to you of all people. So don't go thinking that just because you are alive that I actually care about what happens to you whatsoever. One short move and you are dead, either by my hand or by the millions of other warriors down here. So shut it." He did, however, feel like he did have some reason for caring about what happened to her. It was a strange, inexplainable thing, but he felt that for some reason the woman who had almost killed him mattered.

He began to walk down the hallway, Grixia hovering beside him and Oshmaz following close behind, slithering along the ground like a serpent of water. A lone figure came down the hallway, and he could tell who it was from a distance. "Felix." He called.

"My lord, are you..." He stopped himself, then restarted his statement. "What happened."

"This happened." He said dryly, pointing to Grixia. "Not exactly preferable to fight an angry dead girl and a black hole at the same bloody time."

"Isn't by definition the fact that I'm alive an indicator that you do indeed care about my well being." The Sorceress pointed out, and would have crossed her arms if they were not bound by chains. She still had to wait a little bit before she could teleport, raising an entire army of undead does tend to take a lot out of you. She noticed her blade was still in her arms, wrapped in an awkward position but still there. "I'm currently wondering if you perhaps have some sexual motive in keeping me alive... these binding chains seem to support that evaluation..." She remarked with a smile. Just because she was bound didn't mean she couldn't make snide remarks.

"Also, the term is undead." She replied. "I'm offended. Do you not know anything of the Necrotic arts?"

"Sorry, I'm not a necrophile. Don't go getting your hopes up. I have maidservants more appealing than you, if you really want to know." He looked back at the confused expression of Felix, then rolled his eyes. "Oh stop it will you? I've had a long day."

As they rounded a corner, the left wall disappeared, opening into a vast cavern with buildings taller than skyscrapers resting amongst the magma. A paradoxic field of ice lay just around it, showing the almost mystical qualities of the area. As he looked at the area, a thin smile came across his face like it always did when he saw this place. Ishka'ali was a glorious place, filled with wonders beyond anything the rest of the cosmos could offer. A small wisp of cloud whisked in front of him, and he saw it as a storm spirit. A young one, barely s few hours old from the size. It looked at him for a moment, then shot a small static shock at his nose playfully. Vladkaht flinched slightly and laughed, and a soft wispy whine came from the spirit, then it darted back up toward the ceiling of the cavern, joined by a swarm of its brethren. He looked back at the people who had followed him, and he saw the groups of golems that had survived the attack walking quickly behind them, marching in unison.

Vladkaht pondered for a moment. "Now what to do with you..."

[Ghondra]

Central Gotham

Gotham, the armpit of America. A seedy underbelly of vice, excess and debauchery, the home of some of the most dangerous criminals... and heroes in America. Arthur stood on the observation deck of Gotham's tallest building in Gotham; the Old Wayne Tower. He observed the ground below with disinterest, the people of Gotham were ants now, he stood tall over them, a watcher, an observer, even a guardian.

He drew a business card from his pocket, on it was the name "The Enforcer" it was clear white, a typical business card, barring a blood stain on the upper left corner, he fancied it as the Enforcer's calling card, from what Arthur has heard about the man he was... eccentric, to say the least.

Arthur jumped from the apex of the tower, catched by the wind he used the momentum to accelerate himself, the technicolor lights of the city below passed in a nauseating blur, soon he arrived at his destination, hovering just above the Falcone Compound, now known as the Vannis Compound. The lights were on and black shadows trailed the numerous pathways inside and outside the compound, from above it looked like an Ant-Farm.

He descended slowly, just short of the main gate, a small squad of 4 guards were stationed in front, flanking each other, it would be difficult to neutralize them, though luckily for him (and them) he had no such plans. He slowly approached the guards, his hands up in air, he made sure that his handgun was concealed. The lead guard, a big, bald man who appeared to be the leader of the small squad. He raised a gigantic arm, urging Arthur to stop, he obliged, stopping just a few feet in front of them, his black costume reflected the moonlight, making it glisten.

"Who are you?" The guard asked.

"Call me Speed Demon" He grinned, the three other guards snickered or simply laughed, but not the lead man, he was experienced enough to know that underestimating someone, especially someone in costume was not a wise thing to do. "Why are you here?"

"I wish to speak to Mr. Vannis, he left me his Business card" Arthur reached for his pocket and retrieved the blood-stained Businesscard, handing it over to the henchman. It took a few minutes, with the henchmen having to check in to the Compound's head of security but eventually Arthur entered the compound, told to wait in a guest room.

'Like hell' he thought, grinning from ear to ear. 'Time to explore'

Through the night there were reports of a black silhouette that generated large gusts of wind being spotted all throughout the compound.

[Siliarba]

Zephy

Zephy was playing around on the ocean, close to the portal to Madworld, she was chasing a fish and keeping it from going to deep so she could keep playing with it. At some point during this Zephy stopped and looked upwards. She did not understand why but looking above her made her feel weird, like something wasn't supposed to be. If it was possible she would have burst out in cold sweat at this moment as an immense feeling of dread came over her. Zephy released a long and powerful scream, one that sounded like the howling winds at first and then turned in to the cry of a banshee.

The scream was being carried by the wind and wile she was to far from any habited placed on earth for them to hear it, she was close enough to the Madworld portal that the screams carried through to Madworld. On the other side of the portal the cry would still be loud, high-pitched enough that it would go through marrow and bone and cause the spines of those who heard it to shiver. Out of pure instinct Zephy grabbed the fish she was playing with and dove through the portal to Madworld wile keeping her screams up until she reached Madworlds palace. She headed straight for Max when she saw him, he was really the only person besides Tina and her father she could remember ever having met.

Zephy was half blubbering as she tried to talk to Max in a rather hyperactive way. "Zephy slooked up an hen Sjephy got scaid an then fishy nee helf, so here bing fisshy-y-y-y, s'ave fishy pwease" at this point Zephy kept talking but with her blubbering and hyperactivity the words turned completely illegible if they weren't al ready. Zephy held up the fish she held in her hands, it was wildly flopping around as it was out of the water. But by pure instinct Zephy was keeping the fish at the right temperature it needed to be, supplied it of just enough air and didn't allow the water to leave keeping the fish alive in perfect health even if it was out of water.

[Of The Rnclave]

Tomia:

She'd been crying.

A lot.

Even now her cheeks were puffy, her dirty, messy arms streaked with tears. The look Hiroshi... Her father, had given her, when he'd told her to run, begged her to leave him to his fate, haunted her relentlessly. After feeling what she believed was him... just disappear, as weak as he had been, it was but a spark in the air around her, but she knew the fate that had befallen him.

Trembling, she pulled the bean he had given her from her pocket. He said this would fix her injuries, fix her Mothers too. But that seemed impossible. Her last visions of her had been her Mother howling in agony as that monster and a small purple skinned man, nailing her arms and legs to the wall. Could anything fix all that? If it couldn't fix her Mother, could it have fixed her Father? Should she have given the bean back?

It as all to crazy. Just a day earlier, she had been at home, playing with her Mother, unaware of Super Saiyans or Blue Skinned Demons. Without a chance to hold it together anymore, she pulled her knees close to her, a fresh wave of tears assaulting her. The burning smell in the air was nauseating, it made her want to vomit, and that made her cry harder. Her breathing came out shakily as he tried to hold back the sobs. She wanted someone to tell her everything was gonna be okay... Someone to comfort her. She didn't know what to do. She was tired, she wanted to go home and sleep with her Mother again. The heat around her cooled dramatically as the cool ocean breeze whipped around her. In the distance, a clump of golden fabric waved gently. It was almost calming, until she realized it wasn't fabric.

... Daddy

It seemed unbelievable. Before she knew what was happening, she was running at full pace again, frantically trying to close the distance to her father. Each step she took, she tried to force herself faster, drawing on any remaining reserves of power and energy she might have left in her small body.

When she finally slid to a stop next to the golden clad figure, she dropped to her knees, her tiny body digging painfully into the rough earth, struggling to flip the man onto his back. Familiar black hair revealed a face Tomia could barely recognize. Onyx hair was matted with blood, deep gashes criss crossed his broken frame, bones poking out at odd angles. Finally, dim golden eyes, devoid of any of the life and caring she'd witnessed, stared uselessly back at her.

"D-Dad, y-you need to get up. He's still here. And I'm all alone." She whispered hoarsely, burying her head into his ripped gi.

Sobbing, she grasped at his Gi, shaking him violently. She was screaming without realizing it, her hoarse voice echoing across the landscape.

"DADDY! PLEASE WAKE UP! I NEED YOU!" She wanted her mom, she wanted her Dad. She wanted none of this to have happened. She wanted to be home, safe, even if it meant not knowing her Dad. Desperately, she clawed as the blindingly white fire around her, it causing her no pain, yet scaring her beyond relieve. As soon as her arm reached out, the ground around her fissured, the Earth shaking tremendously with force, the magnitude shaking her over. Sobbing, she almost vomited as the next wave of fire washed over her, her screams intensifying as she fell onto Hiroshi's cold form.

STOP! PLEASE!

The light within her suddenly felt very real, scars criss crossing the Earth around her, deepening and groaning as they splintered and grew. The dirt around her washed away, a few stones rocketing away from her, as though possessed by some external force, driving them away from her.

Then, the light came. All Tomia could see was white, and all she could hear was the Earth screaming along with her.

It was then that Claudia noticed her, she got up, moving towards the screaming kid. She was now merely warm to the touch, no anger and only retained heat within. She walked towards the girl, She knelt down next to her, putting a hand on hers and holding it. Her large red hands out sizing Tomia's own. "Don't worry." she spoke. He voice, once harsh and loud and fiery, now warm and soothing. "You won't be alone." She spoke. There were tears in her eyes too. "I promise."

Tomia:

"I-I need to..." She choked violently. " I want my Daddy back!"

"BRING BACK MY DADDY! Tomia shouted, the earth quaking around them, her Golden eyes flashing at Claudia through tears.

Hiroshi had sensed something within her, even if he was the father, he had protected her strength and hidden potential from Garlic as well, he'd sensed what few others had, and as teal swirled violently in Tomia's eyes, it was clear where her impressive power came from.

Tomia shuddered violently as he collapsed to her knees, sobbing as she pounded her tiny hands against the ground.

" I want my Daddy! Where's Claudia! He said she would help me!" She screamed at, ironically, Claudia.[/quote]
"I am Claudia" Spoke Claudia. She took her hands, holding them together as she looked at Tomia. She flashed back to her own father briefly. She had lost him when she had left home. She heard he was still in a coma after the accident. She frowned slightly more. She moved closer to Tomia, her body projecting a comfortable warmth. "I... I can't bring back your father. I'm so sorry... I wish more than anything I could. But I don't have the power to do that." For all her newfound strength. Rage would not bring Hiroshi back. She had broken the man who had done this to him and Garnet had killed him. But she knew that wouldn't bring her dad back. "But... I'll make sure you're not alone though. I can't replace him, but I will take care of you."[/quote]

Tomia:

"Y-You're C-Claudia?" Tomia choked. This was the girl her Father told her he loved, and that her and Claudia were the reasons he was unafraid to die today. This girl was less intimidating then earlier, but She was still a hulking crimson giant, and frankly reminded Tomia to much of Garlic with her stature.

"D-Daddy said he loved you..." Tomia whispered, barely loud enough for Claudia to hear. It was crazy, Her Dad was supposed to love each-other, not other people, they were supposed to love her and each-other, and take care of the Family...

With a shaking hand, Tomia pulled a small green bean from her pocket, her dirty fingers clutching tightly to the the single, familiar bean. Her Father had given it to her for Her Mother.

"I-I need to-.." She coughed. " I need to see my MOM! She needs this!"

Ariel:

Slowly her eyes creaked open, looking out into the devastated forest around her. It was sunny out, and unbelievably warm. Everything was okay, it was perfect and she felt at ease and relaxed for the first time in awhile. She felt like a new person, as if weights had been simply dropped off her person, and all she could think to do was walk out and enjoy the perfect day. She would no longer worry of strength, inadequacy, or worrying about her daughter and Hiroshi.

When she attempted to move her legs, they simply squirmed against the nails driven in them. Her arms suddenly felt like lead when she felt her chest almost collapse in on itself. Instead of warmth, she felt ice cold rain saturating her form, all warmth and happiness driven away. This was her life, her reality, this was all she was ever meant to be. The last moments of vision she wished she had, were going to be the last moments of vision she had. The beasts who'd broken her body, mind and spirit and beaten her relentlessly before her daughter were coming towards her, their claws fatally sharp, that small green imp laughing manically behind them.

Now she could see herself, as if she was another looking upon the broken form of a once mighty warrior. Hanging in front of her was a broken, bloody, soaked women waiting to die, wishing the cold grip of death to erase all her pain. She no longer had eyes. She no longer had a daughter. And Hiroshi had saved everyone, that bastard would come out of this looking like a rose once more. Most of all, the last one drew a sharp pain from her gut. After all that had happened, between him and her, and the things he'd done to others, He of all people had come to save her? It was hard to grasp, after all he'd done, it was like he couldn't understand the repulsiveness of the actions that had happened between them, what he'd done. Either he had no clue or his culture was as evil as he was.

"Never thought you'd be here huh? Down this path I mean." Her opposite whispered, yet it shook her to her core. Her eyeless face turned upwards towards her, blood streaking down her face, tears of blood. " It was gonna be a nice life with a nice man, and a big family huh?"

Yea. Yea that summed it up perfectly. She was gonna be a Doctor, a hero of the masses. Meet a nice man and have a few children, grow old with him and watch her children accomplish more than she ever could. But it was a dream, and little else. And that dream had become a nightmare since she met Hiroshi. It twisted everything she ever wanted into some sick parody of what she should have and wanted to be, and only now that she had lost her eyes, could she see it.

Only after losing her daughter, the only thing she could care for, could she see it.

"I was gonna be the best, be a Hero." She choked, staring into the void of where her eyes should be, becoming lost in the expanse.

"Yeah..." Her opposite whispered, rain drops dripping from her hair and streaking down her bloodied face.

"... I wish you never met Hiroshi."

"Me too."

[The Rebel Alliances]

Courtney Dawes/Scarlet Archer-19 Yrs-Arkham Asylum, Gotham City

She just stopped my attack as if it were a game. With a wave of a hand she stopped my own attack, and then turned it against me. So, she controls all metal, not a simple telekinetic? Well, that will be useful information. Just as I placed that information in my brain, the table I was using for cover began to shift and shape, and in moments a entire school of piranha and I found myself in the cross heirs of a double attack. Right in the middle of the colliding forces. Having no time to think I found myself on the retreat, on instinct and training pulling a grapple arrow from the quiver and aiming straight up, firing straight up, I heard the arrow latch onto the ceiling and I was quickly rappelled upward. I need to bring the fight closer to her, only, I am not very good at close quarters. But as long as she could simply send her waves of metal at me from a distance, then I would quickly tire, so finding a way to break her attack would be paramount.

I then fired a second grapple arrow, this time forming what amounted to a zip line which led straight to the silver maid. Hastily sliding down the line by holding onto my bow like a set of handles I threw my legs forward in a effort to kick into her or at the very least force her to back up. If she would not call off the attack, then I will bring that attack on a collision course with herself.

As I raced toward her, her school of piranha followed close behind me. The hope was, that if I would narrowly miss her, then her steel fish would be on a crash course, of course I am assuming their tracking is not exactly precise. Landing several feet behind her, I spun around and placed my bow upon my back and pulled a stun arrow which acted like a taser gripped it like a dagger, lounging at Silver Queen.

"Dont underestimate me!" I warned her as I hoped my modest plan managed to at the very least catch her off guard.

Rebecca I. Phillips/The Jester-20 Yrs-Akham Asylum, Gotham City

I grunted as I was thrown back by Batsie Girl's blade and as I fell backwards her two BataRangs struck forth, one missing but the other cutting through my top hat. I then sprung to my feet in an overly animated way. As if throwing a fit, I pointed a finger which at first seemed to be a simple hand gesture showing my displeasure at my top hat being damaged. But in reality, was a signal for my own primate accomplice to fall from the rafters and begin clawing at Batsie Girl before it runs away. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to find such designer brand hats in this town!?" With that the clown dressed monkey fell upon her, meant to be more of a distraction than cause any real damage. Giving me enough time to fall back as I ran to a cache of gasoline, which I began to spill all over the raised platform we are on. My mind still fuming at her comparison to me and the Joker, I am far more original I told myself combined with the seething hatred of that man I have.

I then began digging around a chest in the back filled with various and finally pulled out an Air Horn which I pointed like a gun at the now highly flammable environment. A sickened grin spreading across my face as I let loose a burst of laughter.

"Well, you know what they say, if you cant stand the heat." And with that I fired the air horn but instead of a obnoxious sound, a spewing flamethrower was released. The scaffold caught fire immediately, as the fire quickly spread the other fights going on around the room would surely be affected. Thick smoke began to rise and after a while would begin to choke us out. But I payed none of it any mind.

"Oh come on Batsie Girl, I know you must enjoy baking with me! Batgirl brownies are the special today, and I serve them charred." I growled as I struggled to see past the flames, at the result of my attack.

[Jorliefstreiken]

DOOMBRINGER- Savo Street- Gotham City
Doombringer was walking down the street minding his own busines, thinking about what he was going to do when he got into his sniper nest. When he turned the corner to the alley with the fire escape entrance to his nest he saw a woman being mugged by two thugs. He whipped out his shotgun, blasted the hearts out them then proceeded to climb up to his nest leaving a note for the very confused woman a note

To: Civilian
You Saw Nothing
Your truly- Doombringer

[Jorliefstreiken]

After sitting in his nest for a little bit Doom bringer got bored. So he grabbed a pack of C4 and walked over to the bridge leading to Arkham. He swam across the channel and after getting shot quite a few times in his chest he had finished rigging all the explosive. He gave them a couple signs in sign language that are too innaprorate to translate and finished of with a 1 finger salute before hitting the detonator and getting blasted back into the water. While he healed in under 2 minutes that wall probably wouldn't. He waded back too shore cocked his shotgun and walked through the hole.

[Mavorpen]

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"It didn't work," an alien voice rang out from all directions, seemingly having no point of origin. Suddenly, three figures appeared out of nowhere, floating above Kilian, Naja, and Alex. They faced each other as though they had always been present and engaged in discussion among themselves.

"Of course it did not. Perhaps if they joined once more-" Urd began. The Infinity Gauntlet then ascended from the ground and floated between the three of them.

"No, even that would fail. Besides, you cannot that which does not want to be whole to become so." Skuld pointed out. Skuld then turned its head and looked down at the group. "It does not help that they are unwilling to sacrifice some for the survival of everything. It is somewhat admirable, despite being foolish."

[The Republic of Atria]

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"It didn't work," an alien voice rang out from all directions, seemingly having no point of origin. Suddenly, three figures appeared out of nowhere, floating above Kilian, Naja, and Alex. They faced each other as though they had always been present and engaged in discussion among themselves.

"Of course it did not. Perhaps if they joined once more-" Urd began. The Infinity Gauntlet then ascended from the ground and floated between the three of them.

"No, even that would fail. Besides, you cannot that which does not want to be whole to become so." Skuld pointed out. Skuld then turned its head and looked down at the group. "It does not help that they are unwilling to sacrifice some for the survival of everything. It is somewhat admirable, despite being foolish."

"Kilian." Alex said eyeing the strange faceless creatures. "You're the resident expert on all things weird. Would you mind keying the rest of us mortals in on what those things are? And why they're speaking gibberish?"

"I'm... Actually not sure what they are. But from what I understand, they basically just said we didn't stop it and something about us not being willing to put a real stop to it. I would appreciate if you were being a bit more straight forward with us, and we could all do just a little bit less condescending attitude." Kilian muttered.

"Coming from you of all people." Naja said. "How do we stop it?" They all knew how to stop it, deep down, they just didn't want to admit it and then somehow have to live with the murder of billions on their hands.

"I get it." Talak spoke up.

[The Fallen Jedi]

The Real Asumar, who sat on his command chair watched the battle between him and his duplicate draw on for some time, entertained with the way it was going, he breathed a sigh of relief to know that his brother had no hard feelings towards him, meaning that Asumar could freely return any time he wanted to, which also meant that he could research Kilian's weaknesses without any of Kazuko's retribution. Asumar's attention was then brought to the Masaki Mainframe, which now spoke in a dark, yet metallic voice "Lord Asumar, the mainframe has determined yet another weakness of all Speed Force Conduits, Kilian Roth Included." The Mainframe Spoke, revealing a screen which had determined that Kilian's next weakness was the use of Sonic-based Weaponry.

Asumar's eyes were glued onto his personal holopad, he was amazed to see that the Mainframe was able to determine Kilian's second weakness in such a relatively short amount of time, however he was not entirely convinced of this fact, he still wanted proof to see if the information was actually correct. "Mainframe, give me a full depth explanation of said weakness so that we may further understand why Sonic Weaponry would be harmful or even detrimental to Kilian Roth." Asumar stated, watching as the Mainframe began to speak once more "After lengthy researching over Kilian's Weakness to Absolute Zero temperatures, we have collectively come to the conclusion that not only the cessation of Molecular Movements can slow him down, but weapons that actually disrupt his Molecular Structure can actually cause damage and if powerful enough, can terminate the Speed Demon."

Asumar rubbed his chin in fascination of discovering such a weakness, although he knew that both he and Kazuko put an equal amount of work into the Mainframe, It was Asumar who decided to use the Mainframe for more information than just Military Buildup and such, he also used it as a tactical weapon to analyze the weaknesses of his enemies, whether they be many or just a single threat, Asumar used it whenever it was necessary "Mainframe, begin production of Sonic Based Weaponry and await orders to utilize the weaponry, then you are to await the right time to deploy this weaponry against Kilian Roth." Replied Asumar as he stood up out of his Command Chair and walked towards the exit as his mind began to run rampant with thoughts about Kilian's weakness, wondering why he never had thought that Sonic Weaponry was one of Kilian's Weaknesses.

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As Asumar's Energy Duplicate rebounded from Kazuko's Psionic Based Assault, he had recieved word from his other counterpart to cease fighting and return back to Sigma Galli Prime. However, the Duplicate Asumar had a plan to end the battle, he then closed his eye for a moment, with blue skeletal arm-like appendages spawning outside of his arms, with individual magatama-like energy orbs forming on both hands "This should do it..." The duplicate Asumar stated inwardly as he threw both of his arms forward, causing the Skeletal Arm-like appendages to follow the movement and launch the Magatama at full speed towards Kazuko, these Magatama being connected by energy chains that allowed for a spinning movement between the two magatama.

Kazuko's eyes narrowed in confusion as the Duplicate Asumar launched the Chain Magatama Energy Attack, although he saw Asumar training with this technique, he never saw Asumar actually use it in combat. Kazuko then let out a peaceful sigh, connecting his subconscious with the powerful nature presence of Sigma Galli Prime, his intentions to command the vast natural life on the planet. Kazuko then shot his hand forward to the incoming attack, causing energy-enhanced vines to shoot forward, grab hold of the energy chain, the Magatama and then utilize his own energy signature to take control of the attack and then quickly redirect it to Asumar.

Asumar chuckled at Kazuko's response, expecting that he would react in this way, Asumar's entire body then began to vibrate rapidly as he utilized his Super Speed to run head first into the Magatama attack, and due to his vibration technique, he harmlessly through the attack before he ceased vibrating. Grabbing hold of the energy chain, Asumar then fired a energy orb towards Kazuko which then landed right in front of his brother, causing a decent amount of smoke to blind Kazuko's vision. The Duplicate Asumar smiled as he threw the attack back towards Kazuko. As the attack approached him, Kazuko quickly jumped up into the air, narrowing avoiding the attack "Damn, where is he coming from next?" Kazuko asked himself.

Asumar then took a giant leap up into the air, going up over the plume of smoke and then rapidly going down into the smoke plume, spotting his brother emerging from the ground "Looks like it is checkmate brother!" Asumar smiled as he quickly increased his speed before he crashed right into his brother, both of them crashing to the ground. As Kazuko looked up, he saw his brother quickly jumping off of him and then offering his hand to Kazuko "Need help brother?" The Duplicate Asumar asked with a smirk, watching his brother smile and take his hand, Asumar pulling him up "I have to admit..." Kazuko smiled as he wiped the dust from his crimson war armor "... That was the greatest fun I've ever had for quite awhile Asumar, not even Meta-Cooler could've made the fight fun!"

The Duplicate Asumar smiled as he turned away from his brother, created a portal and then started walking towards it "I wish I could continue sparing with you Kazuko, but I have to get going now, I need to return back home to prepare for something as I can feel my real counterpart calling me back." Asumar replied as he stuck one foot into the portal, Kazuko nodding his head "Well If that Is the case brother, than I don't need to stop you. You are your own person and I can't stop you, so go on and do what you need to do." Kazuko replied, watching as his brother stepped fully into the portal, the latter and Asumar disappearing into the portal, Kazuko then decided to take off towards Shimura and Arctico to see how their sparring was going.

[Mavorpen]

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"Stop it"? Verdandi mused.

"There is no stopping it." Urd continued.

"That..." Skuld said, and pointed at the planet looming above, "is merely a tool. It is the equivalent to pouring water on an anthill with the intent of drowning it's inhabitants and cleansing it. Though, I suppose it is not entirely comparable, as there is no true ill intention. This is an 'experiment' of sorts, and a way to start over."

"You can, of course attempt to delay the inevitable." Urd chimed in again. Destroy the other planet, as a fusion of two Earths would inevitably destroy them both. Two Earths cannot survive in the same space. One has to be sacrificed to save the other."

"But, like it was said, it is merely delaying the inevitable." Verdandi said. This reality will die out of necessity eventually."

"That is also assuming that you even successfully destroy the other Earth. Many Earths have tried accross the realities." Skuld stated. It held out its hand and what appeared to be a holographic video began playing, showing thousands upon thousands of Earths colliding into their neighbors and destroying each other in the process. "All have failed. And it is not merely because they were unwilling to try. No, most of them were more than willing to destroy their adjacent Earth to save themselves. Rather, the problem was that they could not."

[Kaoiluja]

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Garnet simply continued watching the quirky man as he spoke to his heart's content, noticing with mild annoyance that he seemed rather chatty. To be quite honest, though she was rather lucid and calm in comparison to how she had been in plenty of other moments during the past couple days, she was uncomfortable with all this talking. She normally wouldn't have been, had the circumstances been different, but as things were, she was quite tired from all the fighting and struggling she was put through, and a strangely talkative stranger she didn't seem to recognize didn't exactly help her relax.

However, as he continued speaking, he managed to pique her interest, speaking as he was about merely 'being in a human's guise', which he soon confirmed as he morphed back into the shape of the green creature he had been back during New York. She was not afraid for some reason she couldn't understand, feeling as though she had witnessed far worse things, which was only a half-truth at best. However, a flash of recognition did run across her face as she saw him, realizing that this was, indeed, the same green creature.

Now, the blonde woman's annoyance didn't die down as the Outworlder continued speaking, going off on a tangent about 'news', 'human civilization', and hot dogs. Shaking her head, she let out a sigh. "I would probably have given it a more interesting name if it had been up to me, but that's beside the point." She said, her tone not too aggressive, but slightly irked nonetheless, though it was appeased rather quickly as she spoke. "But if you're looking for somewhere to rest, though, we're on the same boat there. I haven't managed to catch a break in a long time." She stated, and as if on cue, she yawned, reaching up and rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands. Though she was technically at her strongest, endowed with her twin bracelets in addition to Misery and Agony, her exhaustion was proving to be quite an effective counterweight.

"Who are you, anyway?" She asked after a moment. "You keep popping up, but you haven't even told me your name. Mine's Garnet." She said.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Garnet." He nodded to her politely, then began studying her quite obviously, looking her down head to toe. " Interesting, I knew someone with a name like that one once. Now it was of course part of a species of predatory volcanic beetles but, as you know, names don't carry over personalities. "Nice people, bad eating habits."

As he glanced at her guns, he determined them as the prime source of the spectral anomalies spearing around her body, and in order to summon them further he released an extremely soft telekinetic pulse upon it. It was to soft t be felt by the human senses, and quick enough to outmaneuver most meta humans senses. He studied the statistics that came back from his observation as he continued to speak with out faltering.

"I am sure I should introduce myself in a proper manner, That is, in which we are not in the midst of a disaster with a relatively limited amount of time." He bowed gracefully, extending a hand outward as he did. "I am Lúxvälik-Taerr Szúnda'agh, prophet of Waiyäv, charter and protecter of the most distant reaches of the universe. Though, if you would prefer to leave out the formalities, you may call me Taerr."

[The Republic of Atria]

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"Stop it"? Verdandi mused.

"There is no stopping it." Urd continued.

"That..." Skuld said, and pointed at the planet looming above, "is merely a tool. It is the equivalent to pouring water on an anthill with the intent of drowning it's inhabitants and cleansing it. Though, I suppose it is not entirely comparable, as there is no true ill intention. This is an 'experiment' of sorts, and a way to start over."

"You can, of course attempt to delay the inevitable." Urd chimed in again. Destroy the other planet, as a fusion of two Earths would inevitably destroy them both. Two Earths cannot survive in the same space. One has to be sacrificed to save the other."

"But, like it was said, it is merely delaying the inevitable." Verdandi said. This reality will die out of necessity eventually."

"That is also assuming that you even successfully destroy the other Earth. Many Earths have tried accross the realities." Skuld stated. It held out its hand and what appeared to be a holographic video began playing, showing thousands upon thousands of Earths colliding into their neighbors and destroying each other in the process. "All have failed. And it is not merely because they were unwilling to try. No, most of them were more than willing to destroy their adjacent Earth to save themselves. Rather, the problem was that they could not."

"So we're just buying time even if we do destroy it?" Kilian asked. "I can blow up a planet. Doesn't mean I'm going to when I can just vibrate-" He was interrupted by his son.

"I'll do it."

"You're not blowing up a planet Talak. Especially not one that has people on it." Kilian replied to his son.

"You heard what they said. If that Earth touches ours. Everything dies. You said we only have a few hours. That isn't long enough to get everyone off this planet. We have to save us. If we can save ourselves, maybe we can save others." Talak said. "The Phoenix is telling me she can do it if I let her."

"What have I told you about listening to the Phoenix? Whenever it's involved it's nothing but trouble. I'll just phase our Earths through each other. Problem solved."

"And what if you mess up? What if it doesn't work?" Naja spoke up. "Your son has a point. We don't have the kind of time to get 7 billion people off of this planet. Not since our one way of doing it-" She pointed to the Gauntlet, "-Is nothing more than a fancy ornament. This isn't like when we fight bad guys. There is no good or bad in this. We have to survive. And more often than not, survival involves... Killing. If you don't kill a charging bear, then you die. This isn't much different."

"She has a point. We don't exactly have a lot of choice here. It's us or them. If the kid says he can blow up the planet. Then let him."

"I won't blow it up. She will. The Phoenix. She's really nice to me."

"Pardon me if I don't trust a cosmic entity who has a history of eating stars and burning planets to ash." Kilian says.

"Aren't you a Cosmic entity now?" Naja asked which got a long sigh from Kilian.

"...Maybe." This was not something he wanted to do. For all he knew they could just be trading one problem for another. "I'm going to go find the source of this crap. Then I'm going to kick it's ass. You guys decide what to do. I'm not getting the blood of billions on my hands." The truth was he was scared. He couldn't figure out a way to stop it. The only he figured was to make sure the root of the problem was gone. He would scour the entire Multiverse, what remained of it at least, for what was causing the problem. He gave one last look at the group, Transcended and ran until he reached a speed that he was no longer present in the universe.

"Alright Kiddo. We really don't have much choice here. Nuke it." Alex said.

[Mavorpen]

"So we're just buying time even if we do destroy it?" Kilian asked. "I can blow up a planet. Doesn't mean I'm going to when I can just vibrate-" He was interrupted by his son.

"I'll do it."

"You're not blowing up a planet Talak. Especially not one that has people on it." Kilian replied to his son.

"You heard what they said. If that Earth touches ours. Everything dies. You said we only have a few hours. That isn't long enough to get everyone off this planet. We have to save us. If we can save ourselves, maybe we can save others." Talak said. "The Phoenix is telling me she can do it if I let her."

"What have I told you about listening to the Phoenix? Whenever it's involved it's nothing but trouble. I'll just phase our Earths through each other. Problem solved."

"And what if you mess up? What if it doesn't work?" Naja spoke up. "Your son has a point. We don't have the kind of time to get 7 billion people off of this planet. Not since our one way of doing it-" She pointed to the Gauntlet, "-Is nothing more than a fancy ornament. This isn't like when we fight bad guys. There is no good or bad in this. We have to survive. And more often than not, survival involves... Killing. If you don't kill a charging bear, then you die. This isn't much different."

"She has a point. We don't exactly have a lot of choice here. It's us or them. If the kid says he can blow up the planet. Then let him."

"I won't blow it up. She will. The Phoenix. She's really nice to me."

"Pardon me if I don't trust a cosmic entity who has a history of eating stars and burning planets to ash." Kilian says.

"Aren't you a Cosmic entity now?" Naja asked which got a long sigh from Kilian.

"...Maybe." This was not something he wanted to do. For all he knew they could just be trading one problem for another. "I'm going to go find the source of this crap. Then I'm going to kick it's ass. You guys decide what to do. I'm not getting the blood of billions on my hands." The truth was he was scared. He couldn't figure out a way to stop it. The only he figured was to make sure the root of the problem was gone. He would scour the entire Multiverse, what remained of it at least, for what was causing the problem. He gave one last look at the group, Transcended and ran until he reached a speed that he was no longer present in the universe.

"Alright Kiddo. We really don't have much choice here. Nuke it." Alex said.

Suddenly the three Priests keeled over, holding their heads as though in pain. "Ah, so that is why the other Earth has yet to launch an attack of their own." Skuld stated. The holographic-like image of the Earth's being destroyed dissipated and was replaced by what appeared to be a portal. It was in the shape of a rectangle, as though it were a television screen.

The first thing that appeared were beings that greatly resembled the three Priests descending from the sky, but they appeared even more foreign and alien both in their appearance and in the aura that they gave off. Then, several familiar faces came into view: Professor X, Black Panther, Magneto, Black Bolt, Iron Man, and Reed Richards.

It didn't take much thinking to figure out that these being were there as a threat. Black Panther spoke up as the beings continued their descent. "Xavier, we can't allow anything to stop us. As regrettable as it may be, It's either us, or them, and frankly, I would prefer to live. We have to destroy the other Earth."

"I know, T'Challa." Xavier stated, reached out his hand and reaching into the minds of the beings, seeking to shut down their minds and end any potential threat. Suddenly blood began pouring from his nose and eyes. "My God! It's not one mind, but thousands, no, tens of thousands. So many! I CAN'T!" He shouted as his eyes grew white.

"Black Bolt, take them out!" T'Challa shouted.

The King of the Inhumans rushed to the front and looked into the air. With a mighty shout, he released a quasi-sonic attack that smashed into the invading beings and seemingly obliterated them with ease. Before the Illuminati of this world could celebrate, however, the beings immediately reformed as though nothing had happened.

"Impossible..." T'Challa muttered. "What kind of magic is this?"

"Magiiic?" The beings collectively asked as they landed in front of the Illuminati. "Your labels for thiiings you do not understand are amusiiing."

Black Panther had obviously had enough at this point, as had the rest of the Illuminati. Iron Man flew at the beings and said "Alright everyone, hit them, and hit them hard." The Illuminati charged at the beings, and immediately felt it down to their very core that this was a decision that they would regret.

Three of the Black Priests muttered a word and combined their power. In an instant, the Illuminati were reduced to mere skeletons, every ounce of organic matter being ripped apart until even their bones were destroyed, reducing them to nothingness.

The Priest in the center then began to speak. "Now, we must-" Suddenly the three snapped their attention to the side, staring into the television screen that Urd, Skuld, and Verdandi were using to observe them. Though on their side, the Priests were staring at nothing, they could feel themselves being watched.

Skuld looked down at Talak and spoke to him, a hint of worry in its voice. "Child, I recommend you destroy the planet with haste. The power of the Phoenix should buy this planet enough time."

[Jorliefstreiken]

Doombringer would step through the smoldering hole in the wall into Arkham asylum. The guards are looking at him with a look of sheer awe. One even had the nerve to fire a bullet at him. Doom would shoot a shell through his face. The bullet pooped out of he wound and it healed over.the other guards would look at him with a look of sheer terror. They then run off leaving Doom a clear look to the wardens office. He would walk in fire a shell into the wardens leg and hit the realist prisoners button. He then went to the roof and stood in a spotlight mocking the bat signal with a middle fingered salute.

[The Republic of Atria]

"You heard the weird guys kiddo. Blow it up before they get the same idea." Naja said. Talak nodded and Alex looked at Naja slightly unsure. He fought the Phoenix before, but it wasn't pleasant. Even at his most powerful he was barely holding his own. If Talak did lose control, then there would be very little that could stop him.

"Go for it." Alex said. It wasn't like they had any other choice. Certain death or the slight chance that they don't die that day. Talak nodded, floating in the air channeling as much of the Phoenix as was needed for the job. Alex backed up a little as the young boy exploded with cosmic fire and energy. "Yeah... Please don't kill us all. Talak looked over at Alex, seemingly hearing what he said.

"This vessel... Pleases me. I am not the son of your friend. I AM PHOENIX." It boomed and then faced the planet and with a wave of his hand, the alternate Earth was ignited in flames and in less than a minute was burned into nothing but some ash. It was then Talak dropped, smoking like a log, but Alex caught him. "I did it..." He said weakly and Alex floated down. "I told you I could do it."

"And you did little guy. You've bought us some time. Your dad is going to try and stop it from outside of here. The rest of us... I'm not sure. Try and find a way to get through this. You rest. You're a hero." He said and gave the child who slipped into unconsciousness back to his mother.

[Turmenista]

Moon

"Then that's that." Magnus said. "Hold on, I think that pink thing's going off my radar." He said, desperately trying to reach the escaping Myosai with some seismic waves.

"Fuck it, she's out of my range." Magnus grumbled, releasing his two palms from the floor. "My best guess tells me is she's heading off towards another planet, preferably one she can blow up and one that isn't too hot or too cold. My best guess is Mars." Magnus said. "Finally, I'll get to meet up with Olympus Mons yet again and cause some real shit to go down..." Magnus looked at them both. "But, hell knows how far she's got till she reaches mars. For all I know she could've been moving so fast she's already at Mars now. Either we leave now and split up or we take a chunk of the moon. I'll change it's gravity and we'll be there in 5 minutes, tops."

--

Mars

By now, Myosai was already at Mars, metaphorically leaving the others in the dust. The reason behind her random journey to yet another deserted planet was simple: she sensed somebody powerful there, wanted to meet him or her, and, like all children, play. Even if it did involve destroying a few continents.

Myosai fell through Mars's atmosphere on a descent course for the stranger fairly quickly. Once she was at a safe altitude, she began using her Ki to slow herself down to a speed slow enough that she wouldn't smash into the ground and burn, but fast enough to still maintain thrills and keep herself at a distance from the stranger. She landed at her designated landing site: a hill near the Stranger's location. He seemed pay no mind to her at first. He seemed to be practicing some sort of ridiculous Ritual Dance or something by himself. Somewhat amusing, but, as always, Myosai wanted in. Just, one problem:

How would she get his attention? Thinking, whilst scratching her chin, she suddenly thought of the most genius plan: She would get his attention by challenging him to a game she called: Death Ball.

"Hey, Mister green guy!" She called out to the man training on the podium of rocks.

He flexed his insect-like wings, before turning around for a moment, glaring at the pink creature for a second.

"You wanna play a game?" Myosai asked. Cute, but not cute enough. "Myosai wanna play a game. Myosai wanna play Death Ball!"

"Myosai.." The man repeated the name. "Very pretty name, but I'm currently not in the mood for playing whatever destructive game you have in store for me." He said, folding his arms. Myosai seemed to understand, drooping down and sulking off. However, the strange man seemed to have read Myosai's mind, and a small grin appeared across his face. "Unless, the game involves blowing each other up."

Myosai bounded upwards and to the man's side, smiling wide. "Can me get your name?"

The man chuckled. "Ah, Child. Haven't you realized? I am Cell. The ultimate life form." He flexed his muscles, basking in his own success and prestige. "I suppose that, Myosai, your game involves tossing back and forth a gigantic sphere of doom until someone dies?" He suggested.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Myosai shouted excitedly. "And the winner gets good stuff but da loser goes boom! Like that!" She fired a small Ki sphere at a nearby mountain, which exploded into thousands of rock fragments seconds later.

"Hah, seems like fun, but I want a real taste of your full power." Cell said, floating upwards with arms extended in an embracing posture. "Give me your best shot, Myosai, and I-"

"Mkay." Myosai interrupted Cell.

Cell, somewhat ticked off by his rude interruption courtesy of Myosai, chuckled, as he watched the Majin throw her arms towards her back like she was about to throw a gigantic soccer ball. Instead, the Majin began charging a sphere behind her head, whilst laughing maniacally.

Once she was finished, the Majin thrust the sphere and her arms out in front of her, and fired off a beam the size of a skyscraper. Cell just laughed it off and folded his arms, standing where he was as the beam swept over him.

Instead of proceeding on like a regular Ki beam would, this beam turned into a ball mid flight, engulfing cell to cause even more damage, once it exploded with the force of several hundred nuclear bombs.

Myosai sadistically grinned, baring her pearly white teeth as the dust cleared, but soon, her jaw dropped harder than an atomic bomb.

Cell stood exactly where he was when the beam [and the sphere] hit him, chuckling the whole time as he began applauding the Majin. "Ah, that was great fun, Myosai. Very good fun. For a moment, I thought that I was going to move a whole inch from that attack, but, unfortunately, I did not."

Myosai gritted her teeth, power level raising as anger began coursing through her. "That's mean! I'm powerful and me know it! You know it too!"

"Tsk tsk." Cell said, popping his neck. "It's a shame that I can't use a move like yours myself. If only I had that precious Majin DNA of yours - I'd be perfect!" Cell boasted. "Unfortunately, your time is up to show your power, it seems, and it is my turn now to show you my true potential."

Cell extended an arm at Mayosai's direction. "Now, my friend, It's time for me to-"

"Janemba!"

Cell turned To face another newcomer, who had just landed beside him on the nearby pillar.

"R-right." Cell growled. "I'm going to-"

Again, "Janemba!"

Again, "I'm going to-!"

"JANEMBA!" The newcomer screamed in a raspy voice.

"That's it" Cell shouted, blasting a smaller, but equally as powerful beam in the new demon's direction. "If you don't want to get blown the hell up, I suggest you let me do the talking, capische?" Cell roared. "Which reminds me."

He lowered his arm, and Myosai stopped cowering, to stare up at the new demon. "Janemba, we have to practice our... you know. I don't want to spoil the surprise for our guest of honor so, I'll leave her with a challenge. If she can survive Six of my Cell Juniors, which I have high hopes that she will, she will get to experience firsthand the power of what we have in store. Alright?"

"Janemba."

"Good." Cell said. "Now shoo, my friend." Cell grinned. "Did I ever mention Janemba and I's friendship? It was a rocky one but, I managed to bond with him. He's a demon, like you - the pure definition of evil and hatred. he and I can accomplish many things in short periods of time, such as the case for this planet." Cell chuckled. "The inhabitants put up a hell of a fight but, unfortunately, only lasted thirty five minutes against Janemba and I. I feel that with him on my side, we can accomplish much more than wiping entire races off of the faces of planets. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Myosai balled her arms into a fist, angry at this man and what he had did. Just now, she could've been stepping on the dusty remains of one of the Martians, so she began to float into the air, leveling herself with the green man.

"I hope you do." Cell said. "I'll leave you with a decision: Join Janemba and I and have all that you could ever want, or die here like the rest of those pathetic worms of this planet."

"I'm never gonna join you!" Myosai said. "You is a bad, bad, evil man and I hate you now!" She screamed. "I liked you but now I hate you! S-stupid head! Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, you!" She stomped the floor, with every hate came a much more powerful stomp, to the point of her entire column collapsing beneath her.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones." Cell recited. "But your words will never hurt me." He said. "I'll leave you with my children: Six Cell Juniors for the six hates you gave me." Cell grinned. Unseen, to Myosai, Cell's tail could be heard opening up behind him, hidden in his back. Six small, child-sized blue Creatures slightly smaller than Myosai plopped out of Cell's tail, as he grunted as each one was "Birthed" After a couple of moments, they began to laugh maniacally, more like serial killers than Myosai's childish laughter. They all stood up at once, their eyes set straight at Myosai.

"Children!" Cell announced. "This is Myosai! Your new best friend! Show her what you're worth and see if she can survive the Six of you by the time Janemba and I return! If she does not, do not hesitate to blow her into oblivion!" Cell laughed. "I shall be off now. Farewell and Good Luck, Myosai..."

With that, Cell flexed his wings once more and flew off, joining Janemba in the skyrise of Olympus Mons far off in the distance, and leaving Myosai with six miniature, blue Cell Juniors, hungry for Battle.

Myosai knew that if she didn't mature up and get herself together, she wouldn't last a second against the six of them, even though she sensed they had slightly lower of a power level than she had.

Pulling back her arms and feeling the ki course through her, she screamed, and expelled all of her old, dark pink energy outwards with the force of a nuclear bomb, and almost immediately after, rapidly regained new, much more powerful energy, in the form of a light pink aura surrounding her body. Inside, she could feel her Ki storages bursting and expanding to cope with the dramatic power increase. With the newfound, powerful energy she received, she felt much more fit to fight all of them, and even to take on Cell, if necessary.

"No more nice Myosai!" She cackled. "I'm going to pulverize all six of you!"

This was her form of Maturing, and Currently, she was at Stage 5 out of ten. Not only did her grammar improve and she become more intelligent, but her power level would increase to frighteningly high levels.

As she unsheathed her Ki-powered sword, it grew to the length of a claymore sword, with a much brighter pink blade than before. She grinned as she was the one who charged [i[first[/i] at the Cell Juniors, cleaving one of them in half and disintegrating another one with an Upwards kick-ki beam combo. One down, since the one she cleaved in half soon regenerated into two more Cell Juniors. Pity. She was going to strike two of them at the same time with her Dual beams, but remembered that she was carrying her sword, a large asset. Sheathing the weapon, she rolled backwards in Mid air, out of the way of two incoming Cell Juniors, quickly charging up two soccer ball sized spheres in both of her palms, and blasting the two with a continuous homing beam, respectively.

They quickly recovered, one even kneeing her upwards and tossing her down at a rock formation. Soon, she found herself surrounded, in a firing squad type of situation, with each of the Seven Cell Juniors charging up a Kamehameha, specially for her.

She growled, surrounded and left possibly defeated. Despite her tremendous power increase, she found herself overwhelmingly outnumbered, at least Seven to one. This frustrated her even more, but at the same time, she'd felt like giving up, knowing that she could not defeat them alone, even with her combined power.

Myosai let out a shriek as each of the Cell juniors fired, their beams hitting her all at the same time and enveloping her in a blue-white veil of pain, blindness, anger, and suffering.