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

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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Still sitting on her golden throne of light, the observing crowned woman continued to listen in on the conversation of the stone beings, one pondering the purpose her life lacked, the other complaining about his life's purpose and speaking ill words against the gods that had given him such a purpose. Once again, the woman was heartily amused; unbeknownst to Magnus or Tina, the lady with crimson eyes was revered as a deity in her own lands, though they had no reason to know and no need, either. She understood she was no one this far from the reaches of her domain, and did not resent such a thing. These people, they were their own civilizations, had their own gods. She would certainly enjoy meeting them at some point, but for now, she was content to observe these creatures.

Suddenly, one of the creatures present, the one that was neither stone nor human flesh, the pink one, flew off in alarm towards a red planet in the distance. Curious, the crowned woman's crimson gaze followed the pink creature's trajectory until she completely disappeared from sight. Even then, she continued looking in that direction for several moments, before finally turning back as she heard the male stone being, Magnus, begin speaking.

Mars. An effortless psionic probe revealed that to be the red planet the pink creature had flown off to, and, seeing the relative concern that Magnus had for another creature located there, the lady in red figured that this was an opportunity to display an act of goodwill towards these creatures. Not standing up from her throne, she summoned a long crimson sword just like the one she had poked Magnus with, and, lowering it, she had the very tip touch the ground lightly. In an instant, another portal, vermilion and white just like the one she had emerged from, appeared on the ground, a serpent hole. She dismissed the sword and looked at the two stone beings, still seated on the throne of light.

"The serpent hole will instantly lead you to this 'Mars' you speak of, if you wish to go. Keeping that creature from hurting herself or others seems to be a matter of interest for you, after all. You are free to consider this an act of goodwill." She nodded solemnly, before gesturing at the hole once again. It would lead them to mars in an instant, just as promised, though perhaps they would feel some disorientation after first exiting the hole on the other side, as they would move through the plane used by the world-dragons to travel. The hole would lead them directly to Myosai.

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Upon her arrival, the so-called stranger observed the four humans with her crimson eyes as they discussed a matter of great importance with each other, acknowledging her only in passing before returning to their own matters. She did not blame them for this, nor feel offended, as she felt and understood that they were talking about something of vital importance to them and the survival of their people. Soon, one of the creatures, a snake-like female being that did not appear to be very similar to the others despite her obvious affinity with them, turned towards her and explained the situation, claiming that the problem at hand was one that concerned not only their world, but the entire universe. If that was true, her people were in danger as well, and a psionic probing revealed that, indeed, it was true. This was enough to convince her that she should try to help these creatures in their endeavor, and so, she pondered the extent to which she could help while remaining in her dormant form, even as the others talked.

As the conversation reached a lull after the possessed child had destroyed the looming planet, the crowned woman turned to the group and spoke.

"I know not your names or stories, but you say that the universe is in danger and I have seen that your words are true. I am the sleeping world-dragon Hadrimmelis, known as the dragon goddess Adrammel, known as the red queen Adrianne. My people, like yours, are in danger. I would thus offer you my help in facing this crisis." She stated solemnly. "But to fully awaken would destroy my people, and so, I cannot serve you with the fullest extent of my power. I apologize for this."

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Ignorant of what "predatory volcanic beetles" were and of the telekinetic probing the Outworlder was doing on her eldritch equipment, Garnet simply sighed as she heard him going off on a random tangent once again, somewhat unsettled by how he seemed to be looking her up and down. It may be flattering, in a way, perhaps, but it was also unsettling to begin with, and it was downright bizarre when it was done by what she knew was some sort of green plant man alien thing, nevermind that he was moving under the guise of a human at the moment. She simply ignored it, though, and nodded at him when he finally introduced himself, though she appeared to grimace for a moment when he pronounced his full name.

"Yeah... I don't mind the formalities, but I don't think I can pronounce that either..." She said, reaching out with some hesitation before finally taking the Outworlder's hand and shaking it. While he was, again, in a human disguise, shaking hands with an alien was still a very strange thing, for her at least.

After the handshake, Garnet put her hand up to her mouth, yawning once again. "Anyway, prophet of Waiyav, whoever that is, you wouldn't happen to have some money to spare would you?" She asked, realizing that she wasn't just tired, but also starved, and rather craving some nicotine as well.

[The Starlight]

Craig Thomsen/Silverwing
A Good Man Goes to War - Prologue
(Prior to the Explosion of the Otther Earth)

Craig was enjoying a nice walk around Thomsen Tech HQ, and then the sky turned a bright red color. Not quite the color of blood, but a color that perhaps hinted at something, but what that was he did not know. Still, it was a unprecedented event, and so, feeling a strange sense of urgency, rushed to the labs of his HQ, and ordered a re-calibration of the satellites they had in the sky. Thirty minutes later, Craig sat in his swivel chair, staring into the screen of his laptop. For the images and video showed a horrifying fate for every human on this Earth, for another mass, another planet was heading straight for them. The simulation played over, and over, no regular being could survive that, and the sheer mass and power of two planets hurtling into each other....Craig looked at his Tom watch, already set. His calculations, done after seeing the data, estimated 8 hours until collision. 8 hours to save the world. It was time to use those talents of his. Laptop set aside, he rolled up his sleeves, and walking up to a canvas board, and began.

One hour later, he stood back, looking at his work. Scribbled equations of physics, mathematics and countless other things he had quickly learned within the hour, using them to try and think of anyway to prevent the collision. Half of the things scribbled, he had not known how to do yesterday. With his abilities, Craig could truly multitask, putting parts of his brain to work on different problems. His ThinkPen, had helped enormously in this, being able to write down whatever he could, and Craig suspected that he was starting to develop mental powers, as he could control several ThinkPens at a time. But that would have to be investigated another time.

However, the only solution that he had came up with, besides the unthinkable destruction of the other planet, was to teleport it back into its own universe. The feat of moving a entire planet back into its universe was so inconceivable and crazy, it could possibly work. He had already created a conceptual teleporter for himself, which he could build easily, however, he didn't have the materials to make a universal teleporter, and he didn't know the location of its universe. He needed help, and Craig glanced at one of the books stacked beside the canvasboard. A book on universal physics, by the Doctor Reed Richards. Dr. Richards was a genius, and Craig did not use that word lightly.

Telling his receptionist to send an urgent message to the Baxter Building. Craig started packing up. Richards was his best option, and a brilliant pick to, for him to appeal to. He was easily the kindest of the geniuses of this Earth that Craig had heard of, and perhaps the most willing to listen. Latervia was not a viable option at the time, and Max had just created his own planet-kingdom-empire. Stuffing several ThinkPens into the pockets of his longcoat, he rolled up his drawings, took several other things that might be useful, and headed down to his personal, secret lab. Converting his suit to fit in a small case, he picked a few other things, and then looked down, to see his bulging pockets. He really needed to invent pockets bigger on the inside, Craig thought, sighing, before getting the response that Richards was in London, taking care of a threat with the rest of the Fantastic Four. Picking up his laptop, he headed down, rushing to the airfield. Craig had created a few small, extremely fast jets, and they would come in handy today. Putting his stuff down, he was soon off, heading into the air, to London.

About half an hour later, he had arrived. Landing his little jet on the designated area, he quickly rushed out, having fit all of his things into two briefcases. His longcoat fluttering behind him, he headed into the city of London, where the Fantastic Four had last been seen, the Big Ben. London was in ruins, and it grieved him to see the greatest and one of the most longlived cities, being first Londonium in Britannia, to today's London, brought down so low. London was burning. But the British people would rebuild, as they always did, for they were survivors.

Gazing up, he beheld the great tower clock, and to his amazement, beheld faint figures of blue, tied to it in some way. The Fantastic Four had been defeated. Looking at the distance, there was no way to get up there by normal human means. Unclasping his briefcase, he stepped in, and watched, as his armor assembled, traveling up his legs, to his torso and then face. The silvery armor was smooth and the display before his face immediately began a diagnostic scan of the suit, and then his surroundings, calculating the distance between him and the Fantastic Four. And then, the wings, ejecting themselves out of their storage location in the back of his armor. With two powerful flaps, he was into the air, traveling swiftly upwards.

[New Neros]

Madworld
Beginning of the End

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The mighty arms that held Mir close began to relax, the Daxamite seemingly drifting off into a deep sleep of somesort, Mad Max supporting his entire weight. Standing before the Mad God was the executioner of his divine will, his Chancellor and head Magistrate, Otto Godblessed. He bowed in a steeping motion, casting the bloody spear to the side and pointing his head to the ground, a small aura of shame hanging over him. "My Lord, I could not stop him before he reached your chambers. I will take full responsibility for this, pass your judgement as you see-"

"It's fine, Otto." Max said, raising himself and holding the massive alien in his arms like a fallen comrade. "I do not blame you, rather, I commend you. His rampage would not have been ended so abruptly had it not been for your action on this world, and on Warworld." Max said, passing the slumbering body of Mir to Otto, who gave the alien a look of confusion. "I watched from the corner of my eyes, and you've done exceptionally well. You know Mir had no part to play in the battle, an innocent man made to do unspeakable things." Max explained, "Take him to the infirmary downstairs and stay at his side, tell him of where he is, and that he has a home now. I will send a team to contain Warworld." He said, Otto nodding in affirmation, flashing a look to whoever stood behind him, and nodded a quick 'hello' to them as well.

As Otto turned and left, Max remembered that his teacher stood over him with watchful eyes. Her words had been stuck in his mind since she poised those loaded questions, on whether he had chosen the correct course of action in creating Madworld. That he was merely avoiding death, the end, and other implications and assumptions. The questions were not meant to torment, tease, or belittle, but to make the Mad God think. "That man that was just here was Otto Godblessed. He is my steward of Madworld, an uncompromising man of justice born of Asgard. My actions are judged by him alone, and he carried another man who was but a victim of circumstance. His kindness knows no bounds."

"But," Max stated, turning to Corinna, "Mine does have limits. For what man can tell others with a kind heart that they are going to die? This path I've selected, this world I've created, it is done out of fear of the unknown. Of death. I've been beyond the veil of time and I was afraid. I've seen beyond the curtain and saw the true end of all creation. My options were limitless with the Cosmic Cube, and I could do anything at my leisure, but I have no regrets. Survival was not simple because all universes will perish, so I had to plan accordingly. I could save myself with ease, but the amount of people I was willing to save was far beyond my grasp even with ultimate power."

"So, I became a Mad God, whose wrath knew hardly any end, in order to harden my personality for the harshness of the end. I could not falter if thousands relied on me for basic survival, I could not be weak if they demanded protection. Madworld is but one of many paths, perhaps it is ego, but this is the one I've deemed the best possible choice. Not the only, mind you, but serving the interest of all. Just as two and two can equal four, three and one can as well." He said clearly, but stopped for a moment, becoming rigid and cold. "Our time is running thin. I felt the walls between our universe and another weaken for a moment." Max declared, whipping around and walking out of his throneroom, expecting his teacher to follow.

"I thought I had more time, but I have to set things in motion a bit early. Corinna, you have a spot within my Ark, that's assured, but I'm missing some pieces." The Mad God said flatly, "You can come help me gain one of them while Otto gets the other whenever Mir recovers or stay here on Madworld. The choice is yours. Madworld can run smoothly without me or Otto, as you probably guessed, the civilian life isn't too highly adapted. They are but extensions of the supercomputer that makes up Madworld." He continued, finding a small, sophisticated teleportation chamber, punching in coordinates, and firing it to life before their eyes. "Our first stop will be..."

"...New Genesis."

-Zephy

Before the Mad God could get an answer from his teacher, a bone-chilling scream echoed throughout his chambers. Shuddering, he removed himself from the room briefly and walked back into the throne room to determine the source of the ruckus, a familiar face quickly coming into view as the Mad God sighed with exasperation. He folded his arms and listened to Zephy jumble her rambling about a fish. Even as a fluent linguist in Allspeak, Max couldn't understand half of what she was saying, but he took the fish in her hands and held it lightly, examining it for a moment.

"Ambrose, a glass bowl and seawater, please." He commanded, a docile, lifeless servant appearing almost instantly with what Max requested, and surprisingly at a size large enough for the fish in question. Carefully, he dropped the rainbow wrasse into the salty water, Mr. Fishy darting around 'excitedly', though more like he was terrified. "See? He likes his new home." Max said, taking Zephy by the hand and leading her off to a side room where he and Corrina were a moment ago, handing Zephy the bowl as they went. "Max and his teacher are going to be going somewhere very important, okay Zephy?" He asked slowly, but not in a derogatory manner,

"You can come, but you have to stay hidden, okay?"

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Val Valentine
City of Gotham

The grim city was hardly on anyone's vacation list, but how Val ended up here was anyone's guess. Some sort of fluctuation in the portal to Earth from Madworld, but she was glad to at least be somewhere where they spoke English. Though, she reckoned anywhere would have been better than Gotham, English or not, because here she felt unsafe, exposed, watched, and every other bad feeling one could have. She was cold and damp, the city somehow robbing her of warmth in the process.

She simply walked the streets, aimless and without a place in mind, her own brain on thoughts of Madworld and Max...that asshole, deciding to become his own God and abandoning Earth. But, it was that love she felt for him, and it pained her heart. She stopped somewhere, on some random sidewalk in the middle of Gotham, and almost started crying. Val simply sniffled, keeping her emotions down and trying to hide them as best as she could, but that was slowly starting to seem fruitless. She held her hands up to her face for a moment, waiting for Maxwell to grab her by the shoulder, and take her anywhere else but here.

[Siliarba]

Madworld
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Zephy

Zephy stopped her blubbering and was giving a big smile now, she listened to Max wile he was leading her around all the wile staring at the fish bowl she was carrying now with her new pet Mister Fishy. Wile she was listening she kept silently repeating "Fishy, Fishy, Fishy, Fishy, Fishy, Fishy, ..." She was almost in a trance just from looking at the fish swimming in circles. After they had arrived and Max told her he had to go somewhere important Zephy stopped mumbling to the fish for a little wile and faced Max "Okay, Max help Zephy, so Zephy help Max."

"You can come, but you have to stay hidden, okay?"

With a big smile she continued talking, but in a whisper now "Zephy will stay hidden, Zephy will keep Mister Fishy hidden, Zephy good at hiding." And not even a second later after saying that sentence she began shouting "Yay, Zephy gonna play hide and seek, Zephy should train." She put down the bowl with Mister Fishy on the ground in front of her "You hide first Mister Fishy, then Zephy searches for Mister Fishy.". She turned around and began counting with her eyes closed "1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 9, 15, 12, 12 and a half, ..." Naturally however Mister Fishy wasn't going anywhere to hide.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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This was, by all means, supposed to be a perfectly normal, relaxing tour. Perhaps also fascinating and exciting for the youngest of the Rainborn, but relatively normal nonetheless. Really, the only abnormal thing should have been her brief meeting with that brother of hers from another universe. Alas, it did not seem like this was destined to be so, and thus, as Etla and her leporine tour guide stepped out of the warehouse and onto London, the former at least immediately sensed that something was amiss. However, she opted to ignore it for the time being, and agreed at Helen's suggestion to go and visit the Big Ben, one of London's most notable landmarks. The two young women set off, walking through the empty streets.

And it was then that they saw it. A black hole that most certainly had not been there before was tearing London apart violently, sucking in and obliterating everythign nearby. The Big Ben, so far, was untouched, but it was only a matter of time before it too was reduced to nothing but radiation.

But what piqued her attention the most was the fact that there seemed to be someone dangling dangerously from the clock tower. Upon closer inspection, the Rainborn's bright eyes were able to detect four different figures clad in blue, all of them trapped by a strange black rope.

"Well, this is a good chance to show off, right Helen?" Etla said. Her demeanor since the warehouse battle had been rather calm, if quite contented and relaxed, but as soon as she uttered those words, she began sporting that excited grin of hers, very pleased to see that there was yet another opportunity for her to do something, right in front of her. Snapping her fingers, the rune-engraved steel sphere from before appeared on her open palm once again, and she placed it against her chest, a soft glow engulfing the sphere as it was once again absorbed into the chest of the Rainborn and integrated into her, becoming her new Core. Once again, she felt the vast power at her command once again, a reign of lightning dancing at her fingertips. With her prodigious speed, she took off towards the Big Ben, but alas, she realized, she could not fly. She would be unable to reach them quickly if she didn't find a way around such a problem.

Then, an idea popped into her mind. A daring one, but a plan nonetheless. Concentrating, she took all of the electrons under her rule and willed them together. Soon, a path of solid thunder appeared before her, leading up into the sky and towards the clock tower. Her grin ever wider, she ran right into the road she had created for herself, and a feeling of empowerment surged across her, for as her feet touched the path of lightning, her footsteps carrying her further and further on, she absorbed all of the thunder below her, growing even faster as a result.

In no time, she had arrived at the place where the Fantastic Four even now struggled against their bonds. Snapping her fingers, she summoned forth her gilded greatsword from within her Dimensional Storage, and with a swift jump, she cut off the ropes holding back the Fantastic Four.

They began falling for a moment, but soon, they were not. The rock-like man had held onto the walls of the Big Ben with his immense strength, something ironic when one considered his name; another turned into pure flame and flew away from the ground, and the last man there stretched as no man should and held onto the Big Ben, his other hand wrapped around the blonde woman who was with them.

Reed Richards, Ben Grimm, Susan Storm and Jonathan Storm, all free from the chains of Xurvash, unbound once more.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Etla said with a smug smile on her face, dismissing her sword. "I have no way of getting us out of this island, though."

[Kaoiluja]

...

Taerr nodded. "Yes, I can get you some currency of you wish." He looked down for a moment, then randomly grabbed hold of his upper forearm, and with a sickening squelch a peice of him ripped off. The wound healed as quickly as it had been created, and he held the lump of flesh in his hands. It morphed and spun where it lay, and then in the blink of an eye he was holding a wad of dollar bills bound by a white runner band. "I guess you could say I had some 'on me'". He looked at her look of disgust with slight confusion. "What is it?" He asked politely.

[Mavorpen]

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"Good job. The next course of events wou-" Verdandi began before it and the other two Priests were spontaneously engulfed in flames.

"Agh! Should have...known." Skuld stated in a somewhat pained tone. "The connection...is stronger than I thought." Skuld turned to the other two and said, "We must disperse the connection as much as possible.

The other two Priests nodded and the three beings transformed into a white light and rushed into each other. They fused in a swirling vortex of energy until they became a humanoid shape and revealed a blue female. "What the-. Where am I?" She asked, apparently to no one in particular. "On Earth? Why?" After a second, a scowl formed on her face. "We need an ark." A book immediately appeared in front of her and the pages began turning, quickly becoming obvious that there were more pages than actually physically possible for a book of that size. "Let's see...M...M... Perhaps it's under J."

[Jorliefstreiken]

Doombringer would turn around after hearing a swish noise. The one the called Nightwing was standing there. Doom fired a shell at his chest. The man stumbled backwards and looked up growling before throwing a bat shaped boomerang. Doom would take the device to his chest and pull it out drawing a bit of blood. He then made a couple of obscene sign language gestures before chucking aside his shot gun and taking a martial arts stance. Nightwing would jump at him in a Kung-fu move, Doom would uppercut and feel a couple of ribs buckling under his punch. Nightwing would land and kick at his jaw taunting "how you like that" Doom jaw would be unhinged and hanging painfully from his head. He grabbed it and reattached it with a very painful crunch. He then would punch Nightwing off the roof of Arkham. He followed him by shooting himself in the head using a pistol to keep himself slack and minimize the damage he would have to heal.

[Turmenista]

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Still sitting on her golden throne of light, the observing crowned woman continued to listen in on the conversation of the stone beings, one pondering the purpose her life lacked, the other complaining about his life's purpose and speaking ill words against the gods that had given him such a purpose. Once again, the woman was heartily amused; unbeknownst to Magnus or Tina, the lady with crimson eyes was revered as a deity in her own lands, though they had no reason to know and no need, either. She understood she was no one this far from the reaches of her domain, and did not resent such a thing. These people, they were their own civilizations, had their own gods. She would certainly enjoy meeting them at some point, but for now, she was content to observe these creatures.

Suddenly, one of the creatures present, the one that was neither stone nor human flesh, the pink one, flew off in alarm towards a red planet in the distance. Curious, the crowned woman's crimson gaze followed the pink creature's trajectory until she completely disappeared from sight. Even then, she continued looking in that direction for several moments, before finally turning back as she heard the male stone being, Magnus, begin speaking.

Mars. An effortless psionic probe revealed that to be the red planet the pink creature had flown off to, and, seeing the relative concern that Magnus had for another creature located there, the lady in red figured that this was an opportunity to display an act of goodwill towards these creatures. Not standing up from her throne, she summoned a long crimson sword just like the one she had poked Magnus with, and, lowering it, she had the very tip touch the ground lightly. In an instant, another portal, vermilion and white just like the one she had emerged from, appeared on the ground, a serpent hole. She dismissed the sword and looked at the two stone beings, still seated on the throne of light.

"The serpent hole will instantly lead you to this 'Mars' you speak of, if you wish to go. Keeping that creature from hurting herself or others seems to be a matter of interest for you, after all. You are free to consider this an act of goodwill." She nodded solemnly, before gesturing at the hole once again. It would lead them to mars in an instant, just as promised, though perhaps they would feel some disorientation after first exiting the hole on the other side, as they would move through the plane used by the world-dragons to travel. The hole would lead them directly to Myosai.

Moon

"Thanks again, erm.. Goddess-lady, Ma'am." Magnus gave her one final bow. "Uh, Tina, If you need me, I'll be kicking ass and Saving butt on Mars." The Golem announced, before taking a leap of faith through the portal. "OH SHIT!"

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Mars

Almost Immediately after blasting Myosai directly into the nearby mountain Firing-squad style, a portal had opened up directly over one of the Cell Juniors, and out plummeted Magnus, right on top of a cell junior. Magnus's weight, combined with his unexpected arrival left the Cell Juniors unprepared for what would happen next.

As Magnus hit the ground with a loud THUD, he unknowingly crushed the Cell Junior beneath his massive weight, crushing him into a single, green, pile of goop on the ground. "Yuck." Magnus grumbled, sliding his palms back and pushing himself up off of the ground. As he looked around, he saw Myosai emerging from a cave, to chase around a small piece of debris.

"MYOSAI!" Magnus called over to her, waving.

Myosai blinked.

"Pull your shit together, kid! You just got blasted into a mountain by these blueberries and you don't even blow them to smithereens as payback?!"

"But... Myosai, cannot beat them..." Myosai mumbled, sulking.

"If there's one thing I learned about you, Pinkie, its that the more you get pissed off, the more powerful you get, okay? The first time we met each other I sensed some Galactic-busting power shit inside you, kiddo. How about you show them a taste of your true power, eh fatty?"

"Don't.. call Myosai f-fat!" Myosai's voice rose.

"That's it! Get madder and madder!" He turned to the Cell Juniors. "Can you, uh.. Cooperate with me for a moment and start calling her names?" He asked. "It's gonna make her sad and weaker, I betcha." He whispered to them, being replied with a raspberry in the face and a slap.

Myosai suddenly let out a scream, expelling energy outwards in all directions.

"Oh, hell no- WORLD-DESTROYING BEAST ON A TEMPER TANTRUM!! I'm out of here." Magnus said, his entire body sinking into the earth and disappearing as he went off to investigate the shit going down on Olympus Mons involving Cell and Janemba. Before he left, he saw pink-white aura surround Myosai as she began another power level increase, this time progressing and breaking the barrier of her Goal to maturity: Back when she had fought the Cell Juniors, she was fighting at 4/10 of her to-be power. At thisvery moment, she had broken not only level six, but reached all the way to level SEVEN, skipping a level out of pure anger. Even the Cell Juniors seemed scared. Myosai, at this point, would've been a world-busting demon to mess with. Though, everyone knew that she needed more power [and insults from Magnus] to reach enough power to take on Janemba and Cell.

In addition, she now had a new trick up her sleeve. Or two. As she thrust out her arms, she began firing off rapid-fire ki balls at the Cell Juniors, each with the destructive capability of a Small Nuclear bomb.

Once she had finished her 30 second burst, she sensed the Cell Juniors power levels spiking as they shot through the smoke. Dodging and blocking all the rapid-fire punches and kicks they sent at her, Myosai finsihed at least half of the group off by using Dual Beam. One hand blasted a house-sized beam which engulfed about three, disintegrating them into nothing but dust. The other blasted two of them off into the sky, where she had the beam turn into a sphere mid flight, encasing the Cell Juniors and exploding inwards on them. When the dust cleared in the sky, the Cell Juniors were gone.

The last one charged at Myosai, fist high and enraged, but Myosai had a better plan rather than just killing them.

You see, she wanted their power, for all the pain they put her in. And she especially wanted that Kamehameha move. If Cell supposedly could destroy planets with it, maybe if she added it into her arsenal, she'd have a chance going up against him.

The Cell Junior smashed Myosai downwards extremely hard, but Myosai was quick enough to recover.

"Don't run from me, little boy!" She snapped. "Myosai's going to make it all better for you! I mean, for me, really! Hah!"

Deliberately detaching a piece of her body, she sent the blob out at the Cell Junior. Desperate, the Junior tried escaping, much to no avail. The segment Myosai sent out was just as fast, quickly attaching onto the Cell Junior's leg, and expanding, soon to the point of engulfing it whole in it's sticky pinkness. The Cell junior could be heard screaming muffled expletives in some garbled gibberish from inside it's new tomb, trying desperately to escape but to no avail. It didn't seem to accept it's final fate. Myosai touched the blob, chest first, allowing it to re-enter her body via fusion. Once the blob had worked its way through her belly and inside her body, she felt a tenfold increase in power, as electricity and golden aura coursed around her body. The feeling was incredible, orgasmic, almost, as her power level spiked to limits even she had never thought possible at her current level 7 Status.

"Just think about how powerful Myosai could become if she absorbed Cell and the other Demon guy!" Myosai squealed in her own thoughts. "Myosai shall be unstoppable! But, for now, Myosai has to fight evil Mr. Cell Now.. "

After reveling in her glorious new power for another minute, she bolted off into the direction of the massive Shield Volcano, Olympus Mons.

[Altito Asmoro]

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.

"Well, where is he?" asked the bald security chief to his men. "I told you to watch him. Can't you guys do your jobs!?"

"Sorry, sir. We cannot find him but whoever is he, he runs fast. What should we do?"
"Find him, and kill him. I don't care if he's some vigilante, or an unknown villain. I want him dead, and I want him now. Boss is busy taking care of the assault at GCPD and the capture of Gotham. Two-Face is even busy taking down Penguin. We don't need another problem."

"Yes, sir!"

And then the bald man spread out his armed men to the mansion, fully armed with the intend to kill him.

[Jorliefstreiken]

Doom would get up from the prisoner yard scratching his head. He picked up his pistol and walked over to where Nightwing lay. The former Robin seemed to be dealing with two broken legs. He might be able t- night will fired a grapple wire in Doom's face the claw cutting his face. Doom was tired of this. Th pulled the claw off his face and shot three times, once at night wings foot and twice at his knees. He then chucked a cellphone down to him and walked back into the building and the hole he had blasted in it. He then walked out of Arkham and into got hams night.

[Ghondra]

-SNIP-

-SNIP-

Arthur grinned when he saw the guards raised their weapons, he hadn't been in a fair fight for a long time, certainly not with the Mob. He narrowly dodged the bullets coming at him, taking hold of one guard, retrieving his handgun and pointing it at his head, "One move and he's dead!" He roared, in a split second he knocked the guard out with a light punch on the back of his head, and ran at the speed of sound, brutally punching the other guard in the gut.

His ears twitched as he heard the sound of multiple cocking guns, his eyes glinted mischievously, he raised his hands, knowing that the guards had no intent on leaving him alive, the last thing they saw was a burst of wind and a black silhouette.

Arthur smirked at his handiwork, the bodies of five or so guards lied crumpled at his feet, "Alright" he said to himself whilst stretching, "The fun and games are over" he wiped the smirk off his face, in a large burst of speed he propelled himself towards a nearby pair of guards, they didn't know what was coming to them, he pistol whipped one of them into submission and lunged at the other. "Tell me where your boss is"

"I ain't tellin' you nothin' freak!" He spat, Arthur grimaced at the burst of saliva, he tightened his hold on the man's neck, the man retched, struggling to breath, "Alright alright!" He begged, "I'll tell you where he is"

He pointed towards the location of his boss, Arthur mouthed a thank you before tightening his grip again, suffocating the man, knocking him out. He propelled himself towards the Vannes head of security, pinning him on his boss' table, "So, what were your men doing exactly?" He grinned, stifling maniacal laughter.

[Altito Asmoro]

-SNIP-

Arthur grinned when he saw the guards raised their weapons, he hadn't been in a fair fight for a long time, certainly not with the Mob. He narrowly dodged the bullets coming at him, taking hold of one guard, retrieving his handgun and pointing it at his head, "One move and he's dead!" He roared, in a split second he knocked the guard out with a light punch on the back of his head, and ran at the speed of sound, brutally punching the other guard in the gut.

His ears twitched as he heard the sound of multiple cocking guns, his eyes glinted mischievously, he raised his hands, knowing that the guards had no intent on leaving him alive, the last thing they saw was a burst of wind and a black silhouette.

Arthur smirked at his handiwork, the bodies of five or so guards lied crumpled at his feet, "Alright" he said to himself whilst stretching, "The fun and games are over" he wiped the smirk off his face, in a large burst of speed he propelled himself towards a nearby pair of guards, they didn't know what was coming to them, he pistol whipped one of them into submission and lunged at the other. "Tell me where your boss is"

"I ain't tellin' you nothin' freak!" He spat, Arthur grimaced at the burst of saliva, he tightened his hold on the man's neck, the man retched, struggling to breath, "Alright alright!" He begged, "I'll tell you where he is"

He pointed towards the location of his boss, Arthur mouthed a thank you before tightening his grip again, suffocating the man, knocking him out. He propelled himself towards the Vannes head of security, pinning him on his boss' table, "So, what were your men doing exactly?" He grinned, stifling maniacal laughter.

"We are taking over Gotham. After seen what you can do to my men, may my condolences on them, you may be able to provide assistance for us. Akh, please let me go," said the security chief, helpless and cannot do anything.

"Please, go to my boss, and then you can talk about what do you want to do, please, just let me go, I have kids."

[Charmera]

Still sitting on her golden throne of light, the observing crowned woman continued to listen in on the conversation of the stone beings, one pondering the purpose her life lacked, the other complaining about his life's purpose and speaking ill words against the gods that had given him such a purpose. Once again, the woman was heartily amused; unbeknownst to Magnus or Tina, the lady with crimson eyes was revered as a deity in her own lands, though they had no reason to know and no need, either. She understood she was no one this far from the reaches of her domain, and did not resent such a thing. These people, they were their own civilizations, had their own gods. She would certainly enjoy meeting them at some point, but for now, she was content to observe these creatures.

Suddenly, one of the creatures present, the one that was neither stone nor human flesh, the pink one, flew off in alarm towards a red planet in the distance. Curious, the crowned woman's crimson gaze followed the pink creature's trajectory until she completely disappeared from sight. Even then, she continued looking in that direction for several moments, before finally turning back as she heard the male stone being, Magnus, begin speaking.

Mars. An effortless psionic probe revealed that to be the red planet the pink creature had flown off to, and, seeing the relative concern that Magnus had for another creature located there, the lady in red figured that this was an opportunity to display an act of goodwill towards these creatures. Not standing up from her throne, she summoned a long crimson sword just like the one she had poked Magnus with, and, lowering it, she had the very tip touch the ground lightly. In an instant, another portal, vermilion and white just like the one she had emerged from, appeared on the ground, a serpent hole. She dismissed the sword and looked at the two stone beings, still seated on the throne of light.

"The serpent hole will instantly lead you to this 'Mars' you speak of, if you wish to go. Keeping that creature from hurting herself or others seems to be a matter of interest for you, after all. You are free to consider this an act of goodwill." She nodded solemnly, before gesturing at the hole once again. It would lead them to mars in an instant, just as promised, though perhaps they would feel some disorientation after first exiting the hole on the other side, as they would move through the plane used by the world-dragons to travel. The hole would lead them directly to Myosai.

Moon

"Thanks again, erm.. Goddess-lady, Ma'am." Magnus gave her one final bow. "Uh, Tina, If you need me, I'll be kicking ass and Saving butt on Mars." The Golem announced, before taking a leap of faith through the portal. "OH SHIT!"

--

Mars

Almost Immediately after blasting Myosai directly into the nearby mountain Firing-squad style, a portal had opened up directly over one of the Cell Juniors, and out plummeted Magnus, right on top of a cell junior. Magnus's weight, combined with his unexpected arrival left the Cell Juniors unprepared for what would happen next.

As Magnus hit the ground with a loud THUD, he unknowingly crushed the Cell Junior beneath his massive weight, crushing him into a single, green, pile of goop on the ground. "Yuck." Magnus grumbled, sliding his palms back and pushing himself up off of the ground. As he looked around, he saw Myosai emerging from a cave, to chase around a small piece of debris.

"MYOSAI!" Magnus called over to her, waving.

Myosai blinked.

"Pull your shit together, kid! You just got blasted into a mountain by these blueberries and you don't even blow them to smithereens as payback?!"

"But... Myosai, cannot beat them..." Myosai mumbled, sulking.

"If there's one thing I learned about you, Pinkie, its that the more you get pissed off, the more powerful you get, okay? The first time we met each other I sensed some Galactic-busting power shit inside you, kiddo. How about you show them a taste of your true power, eh fatty?"

"Don't.. call Myosai f-fat!" Myosai's voice rose.

"That's it! Get madder and madder!" He turned to the Cell Juniors. "Can you, uh.. Cooperate with me for a moment and start calling her names?" He asked. "It's gonna make her sad and weaker, I betcha." He whispered to them, being replied with a raspberry in the face and a slap.

Myosai suddenly let out a scream, expelling energy outwards in all directions.

"Oh, hell no- WORLD-DESTROYING BEAST ON A TEMPER TANTRUM!! I'm out of here." Magnus said, his entire body sinking into the earth and disappearing as he went off to investigate the shit going down on Olympus Mons involving Cell and Janemba. Before he left, he saw pink-white aura surround Myosai as she began another power level increase, this time progressing and breaking the barrier of her Goal to maturity: Back when she had fought the Cell Juniors, she was fighting at 4/10 of her to-be power. At thisvery moment, she had broken not only level six, but reached all the way to level SEVEN, skipping a level out of pure anger. Even the Cell Juniors seemed scared. Myosai, at this point, would've been a world-busting demon to mess with. Though, everyone knew that she needed more power [and insults from Magnus] to reach enough power to take on Janemba and Cell.

In addition, she now had a new trick up her sleeve. Or two. As she thrust out her arms, she began firing off rapid-fire ki balls at the Cell Juniors, each with the destructive capability of a Small Nuclear bomb.

Once she had finished her 30 second burst, she sensed the Cell Juniors power levels spiking as they shot through the smoke. Dodging and blocking all the rapid-fire punches and kicks they sent at her, Myosai finsihed at least half of the group off by using Dual Beam. One hand blasted a house-sized beam which engulfed about three, disintegrating them into nothing but dust. The other blasted two of them off into the sky, where she had the beam turn into a sphere mid flight, encasing the Cell Juniors and exploding inwards on them. When the dust cleared in the sky, the Cell Juniors were gone.

The last one charged at Myosai, fist high and enraged, but Myosai had a better plan rather than just killing them.

You see, she wanted their power, for all the pain they put her in. And she especially wanted that Kamehameha move. If Cell supposedly could destroy planets with it, maybe if she added it into her arsenal, she'd have a chance going up against him.

The Cell Junior smashed Myosai downwards extremely hard, but Myosai was quick enough to recover.

"Don't run from me, little boy!" She snapped. "Myosai's going to make it all better for you! I mean, for me, really! Hah!"

Deliberately detaching a piece of her body, she sent the blob out at the Cell Junior. Desperate, the Junior tried escaping, much to no avail. The segment Myosai sent out was just as fast, quickly attaching onto the Cell Junior's leg, and expanding, soon to the point of engulfing it whole in it's sticky pinkness. The Cell junior could be heard screaming muffled expletives in some garbled gibberish from inside it's new tomb, trying desperately to escape but to no avail. It didn't seem to accept it's final fate. Myosai touched the blob, chest first, allowing it to re-enter her body via fusion. Once the blob had worked its way through her belly and inside her body, she felt a tenfold increase in power, as electricity and golden aura coursed around her body. The feeling was incredible, orgasmic, almost, as her power level spiked to limits even she had never thought possible at her current level 7 Status.

"Just think about how powerful Myosai could become if she absorbed Cell and the other Demon guy!" Myosai squealed in her own thoughts. "Myosai shall be unstoppable! But, for now, Myosai has to fight evil Mr. Cell Now.. "

After reveling in her glorious new power for another minute, she bolted off into the direction of the massive Shield Volcano, Olympus Mons.

"Fuck that shit. I"m coming with you!" Tina spoke. She jumped into the portal with incredible force. As soon as she popped up on mars, her landing had triggered an earthquake in the area. Tina wasn't going to miss a decent fight for the world. She didn't tend to intigate them, but she sure as hell liked joining it, After all the only things she seemed to do at all was sleep and fight and sleep and fight. It would be hedonistic if Tina wasn't so slow about it. After all she had just joined in this one a little late. She smiled as she noticed Magnus, sensing him. She moved after him.

"So... Who are we beating up again?" She asked.

[Ghondra]

Arthur grinned when he saw the guards raised their weapons, he hadn't been in a fair fight for a long time, certainly not with the Mob. He narrowly dodged the bullets coming at him, taking hold of one guard, retrieving his handgun and pointing it at his head, "One move and he's dead!" He roared, in a split second he knocked the guard out with a light punch on the back of his head, and ran at the speed of sound, brutally punching the other guard in the gut.

His ears twitched as he heard the sound of multiple cocking guns, his eyes glinted mischievously, he raised his hands, knowing that the guards had no intent on leaving him alive, the last thing they saw was a burst of wind and a black silhouette.

Arthur smirked at his handiwork, the bodies of five or so guards lied crumpled at his feet, "Alright" he said to himself whilst stretching, "The fun and games are over" he wiped the smirk off his face, in a large burst of speed he propelled himself towards a nearby pair of guards, they didn't know what was coming to them, he pistol whipped one of them into submission and lunged at the other. "Tell me where your boss is"

"I ain't tellin' you nothin' freak!" He spat, Arthur grimaced at the burst of saliva, he tightened his hold on the man's neck, the man retched, struggling to breath, "Alright alright!" He begged, "I'll tell you where he is"

He pointed towards the location of his boss, Arthur mouthed a thank you before tightening his grip again, suffocating the man, knocking him out. He propelled himself towards the Vannes head of security, pinning him on his boss' table, "So, what were your men doing exactly?" He grinned, stifling maniacal laughter.

"We are taking over Gotham. After seen what you can do to my men, may my condolences on them, you may be able to provide assistance for us. Akh, please let me go," said the security chief, helpless and cannot do anything.

"Please, go to my boss, and then you can talk about what do you want to do, please, just let me go, I have kids."

"And where is your boss exactly?"

"He's attacking the GCPD HQ!"

"Alright then, thanks for the info" He punched the man one final time, he crumpled, an unconscious heap. Arthur didn't look back, walking to a small clearing, once he reached it, he propelled himself upwards, heading for the City skyline, he needed a talk with Vannis.

[The Republic of Atria]

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"Good job. The next course of events wou-" Verdandi began before it and the other two Priests were spontaneously engulfed in flames.

"Agh! Should have...known." Skuld stated in a somewhat pained tone. "The connection...is stronger than I thought." Skuld turned to the other two and said, "We must disperse the connection as much as possible.

The other two Priests nodded and the three beings transformed into a white light and rushed into each other. They fused in a swirling vortex of energy until they became a humanoid shape and revealed a blue female. "What the-. Where am I?" She asked, apparently to no one in particular. "On Earth? Why?" After a second, a scowl formed on her face. "We need an ark." A book immediately appeared in front of her and the pages began turning, quickly becoming obvious that there were more pages than actually physically possible for a book of that size. "Let's see...M...M... Perhaps it's under J."

"Can someone just explain what just happened?" Naja asked slightly annoyed. "Who's the blue chick?"

"I'm actually pretty confused as well. An ark? Like Noah?" He asked and gave it some thought. "What the hell are we going to to make an ark out of? I don't know any materials capable of withstanding an explosion of two universes."

"So we need a Titanic 2... I think that's kinda difficult without our fancy glove. Again, not my fault." Naja said.

"Hmm. I don't' think the Gauntlet would've been much of a help anyways. I REALLY wish Kilian was here for once. This is his whole thing... But... I think I know someone who might be able to help us. But..." Alex trailed off not really willing to go through with his plan.

"There's always a but. Out with it. We need to take any chance we can get."

Alex sighed. "His name is... Darkseid."

"Like from Star Wars?" Naja asked. "Cause that's a stupid name.

"No. He's... Pretty bad. Evil god bad. Damn powerful too. I've never met him. But I know how we can get to him. We need a Mother Box. And to get that, we need to talk to Amanda Waller." Alex said. "Blue chick. You're welcome to help us out. But if you don't, fair enough. We are literally flying straight into Apokolips. That's the name of his planet that he rules."

"Sounds like something a stupid teenager would name. I'm not too scared of that. Lead the way big guy."

[Turmenista]

Mars

Magnus, directing Tina towards Olympus Mons, rubbed a some of the Cell Junior juices off of his foot. "I guess we're fighting that guy." He gestured, to Cell, who was busy talking to another, just as tall demonic-looking person, whom he addressed Janemba.

"Sh. I'm going to kick the Green one's ass, if I fuck up I tap you in" Magnus announced slowly, as they approached in on their conversation.

"Incredible..." Cell said out loud, folding his arms as he noticed the immense flashes of light back at the mountains, sensing the life forces of his Juniors dwindle by the second. While watching, he sensed the last Cell Junior's life force cut off abruptly, then sensed the Pink Majin's power level spike tremendously high.
Cell also noticed a being was coming up from the ground. Seemingly made of powerful molten rock and fused volcanic rock together as armor, it was huge, hulking, and wielding a weapon made of pure molten rock, seemingly pissed off at him and Janemba. "Hey! Bug-juice! You gonna pay this rent or not, cuz Olympus Mons is not a campsite, bitch!" Somewhat reluctantly, he added, "Oh, and, uh, Don't piss off the pink thing again!"

Cell seemed to ignore the foul-mouthed rock creature. He seemed more interested in what the hell Myosai just suddenly did. "W-what the hell..." Cell thought. "Did It just absorb.. my child? Impossible...!" he thought, before turning to Janemba. "The Majin is coming. Keep her at bay. I'll call you back once I've dealt with this new imbecile and his acquaintance..."

"Janemba."

Janemba dissolved into miniature cubes and faded a way from existence. Cell scoffed, looking down at the golem and his female companion, which had climbed all the way up to Olympus Mons to deal with him. "Ugly creatures! What are your names?" Cell called. "You two are facing Cell, the Ultimate warrior, the most perfect life form in existence, the one responsible for slaughtering this planet and it's pathetic population, and the one who's gonna grind you onto the floor like chalk if you do not give me answers!" He yelled. "I don't have time for your petty games or talk, let me know what you want here and you'll be on your way! In pieces or intact, your choice!"

"I'm magnus, that's Tina, and you've probably met Myosai back there, eh?" Magnus asked. "We wanna kick your ass, that's what we want." Magnus called up at Cell.

Cell squinted his eyes as he lowered himself down, to face Magnus himself. Magnus was somewhat taller, being a Hulk-sized monster and all, but he emitted pure energy, even if he didn't have any Aura. With some low seismic x-ray like scans Magnus could see that his new best friend wasn't all flesh and green shit in there, but rather an Android, a super badass, energy emitting one at that. On his back was a tail, hidden for some strange reason, and his black insect-like wings flexed like muscles. "Do you wish to really fight me, you pathetic, ugly living rock?"

"Sure."

Cell flexed his wings and got into a fighting stance, as he stared at Tina for a moment. "Stand back, milady, as I crush this rock beneath my boot." He boasted, as Magnus shrugged. "Well then, give it all you've go-ARRGGH!"

Mid-sentence, Magnus had punched cell in the nose with a punch comparable to a nuclear bomb. Purple-green blood poured from cell's nose as he popped it back in place with a snap. "What the hell was that?!"

"Nuke punch, beyotch." Magnus said, winding his arm up. "There's a lot more where that came from, bug boy. Now, who's ready to be served a can of whoop-ass? You are."

Cell suddenly and violently lashed out at Magnus both emotionally and Physically. As he floated upwards into the sky, he began charging up his Aura, power level rising tremendously. "That's it! I am going to end your pathetic, ugly lives and grind you into the ground like you are the bug!" He pointed at Magnus, specifically. "Rock-thing! Fight me at your full power!"

Cell then launched a one-handed energy beam down at Magnus. "Oh shit! SCATTER!" Magnus ordered.

At that moment, Magnus broke into four separate, well, Magnuses, screaming as cell launched beam after beam, at nothing. One of them tackled Tina out of the way of an explosion, while the other three scattered off into random directions.

Magnus knew they had to form back together at some point. The Golem re-assembled himself and planted his arms into Mars's ground, tugging out a gigantic, house sized rock and lobbing it at Cell. Cell slashed the beam in half effortlessly with a sphere of ki. However, Magnus was not finished.

Extending both of his arms out, Magnus superheated the freefalling rocks to a glowing stage, then clasped his hands together, signaling the rocks to all cave in on Cell. Cell was met with a burning sensation almost as hot, if not just as hot as the sun, and began screaming. "What is this?!"

"Goodnight!" Magnus said, thrusting his clasped palms downwards, burying Cell under hundreds of thousands of tons worth of Rock.

"Damn." The golem brushed his hands on his legs. "So much for the 'ultimate life form' shit... Come on, Tina, sorry I didn't get to save some of him for you." He chuckled, preparing to descen the mountain, not before letting Olympus Mons have a small eruption, which would've just pissed of Cell more than harm him in his rocky tomb of darkness.

Though, underneath all those rocks, Magnus could've sworn he could've felt some movement, maybe even a power increase in the opponent. But, either way, he was bound to suffocate from all those rocks and lack of air, so, Magnus Walked off, victorious.

For now.

----

Myosai, on the other hand, was getting extremely frustrated by this other fucking demon.

Janemba, was his name, most likely. He was dodging every single fucking thing Myosai threw at him by dissolving into the fabric of reality itself, or some stupid-ass shit, and bending reality for Myosai by snapping in and out of different dimensions.

Myosai, enraged sent an outwards pulse of energy, which, disrupting the re-forming Janemba behind her, gave her enough time to blast a hole in Janemba with a Spear beam technique.

Janemba, cackling, regenerated rather quickly, unsheathing his own sword as soon as Myosai recovered her balance.

Myosai fell to the ground, preforming a few backflips and other acrobatic maneuvers to evade the reality-bending slashes that Janemba produced with his sword. Unfortunately, Myosai was not fast enough to dodge a jab which Janemba thrust through a portal, slashing her shoulder and inflicting a wide wound on the Majin.

Janemba clambered through this portal of his, preforming a front flip and severing Myosai's arm from the rest of her body. Myosai let out a bloodcurdling shriek as she plummeted to the floor, clenching the area where her arm once was, and desperately (And painfully) trying to regenerate her lost limb.

Janemba raised an energy sphere to blow her to smithereens, but stopped, hearing a shout not far off in the distance.

Magnus was running down Olympus Mons, urging Tina along, as it let out a few, smaller, nearby eruptions, all trying to slow Cell down, who was busy firing Small energy spheres at the two, with the capability to wipe out cities

"JANEMBA! GET OVER HERE!" Cell called. "WE DO IT, AND WE DO IT NOW! GET OVER HERE AT ONCE! HELP ME END THESE TWO IMBECILES!"

"Janemba!" Janemba said, almost as if he were saying "Finally!", then flew off towards cell's location at the volcano, leaving Myosai on the floor, writhing in pain.

"No... you two are going to die... Don't do it.." She whined, before passing out.

[The Republic of Atria]

"You're awfully calm considering there's a pretty good chance we're all going to die. Hell, we might not make it through the next hour." Alex said and felt Naja digging her claws into his leg and pulling him into a stop. "Yes?" He asked.

"I know you really don't get it. You've always had your powers. But for me, this is all new. Exciting. I'm entering the world of Superhero with you." He says taking his hands. "You've done so much for me and you never asked for anything in return. So here's what I'm going to do to help you." She said and slapped Alex hard enough to leave a red mark on his cheek. "Look at yourself! You're one of the most powerful men alive! You were created to be a weapon? Weapons don't mope around complaining about how things are gonna die. I've seen Superman flying around with a smile on his face no matter what. He doesn't complain that things are hard and bleak. You're the damn Golden Guardian. Act like it. We die? We died together." She said and forced herself into a kiss with him. "And once we're done dealing with Darkseid..."

Alex was rubbing the side of his face where Naja hit him. It was rare that anyone hit him like that. At least someone who he wasn't about to hit back. "How did I ever get by without you?" He asked smiling a bit. "Where should we go this time? I don't think the moon can take another one of our... You know what I'm talking about.

"Mars. Don't know how you did it. Now get going. By the way, who the hell is Amanda Waller?" She asked.

"Head of CADMUS. She's one of the people who spearheaded my creation. Crazy, sadistic, could stand to lose about 50 pounds. Has a stare that'll give Wolverine the willies." Alex said once again, tempted to just tear the roof of CADMUS off and demand to get the Mother box, but once again his reasonable side took over and he knocked on the window and Amanda let them in.

"What do you want?" She asked sitting down at her desk.

"I'll be quick. Your mother box." Alex said. "We need to talk to Darkseid."

"Did that little excursion on the moon, yes I know about what you two did up there, damage your brain?" She asked. "Darkseid will KILL you both or worse. And then come here, and kill every last one of us. What possible reason could you have for wanting to GO TO Darkseid?" She asked.

"Think of it this way. We go to Darkseid. We kill him, one less problem to worry about. He kills us, two less problems for you." Naja said. "Or you know, we could just tear this building open and take it by force." Naja said and Waller tried to push the button to suppress their powers only to find it wasn't there. "Yeah... I figured this button did something mean. So I nabbed it while you were chatting with Alex. What's it gonna be Waller?" -

[Charmera]

Mars

Magnus, directing Tina towards Olympus Mons, rubbed a some of the Cell Junior juices off of his foot. "I guess we're fighting that guy." He gestured, to Cell, who was busy talking to another, just as tall demonic-looking person, whom he addressed Janemba.

"Sh. I'm going to kick the Green one's ass, if I fuck up I tap you in" Magnus announced slowly, as they approached in on their conversation.

"Incredible..." Cell said out loud, folding his arms as he noticed the immense flashes of light back at the mountains, sensing the life forces of his Juniors dwindle by the second. While watching, he sensed the last Cell Junior's life force cut off abruptly, then sensed the Pink Majin's power level spike tremendously high.
Cell also noticed a being was coming up from the ground. Seemingly made of powerful molten rock and fused volcanic rock together as armor, it was huge, hulking, and wielding a weapon made of pure molten rock, seemingly pissed off at him and Janemba. "Hey! Bug-juice! You gonna pay this rent or not, cuz Olympus Mons is not a campsite, bitch!" Somewhat reluctantly, he added, "Oh, and, uh, Don't piss off the pink thing again!"

Cell seemed to ignore the foul-mouthed rock creature. He seemed more interested in what the hell Myosai just suddenly did. "W-what the hell..." Cell thought. "Did It just absorb.. my child? Impossible...!" he thought, before turning to Janemba. "The Majin is coming. Keep her at bay. I'll call you back once I've dealt with this new imbecile and his acquaintance..."

"Janemba."

Janemba dissolved into miniature cubes and faded a way from existence. Cell scoffed, looking down at the golem and his female companion, which had climbed all the way up to Olympus Mons to deal with him. "Ugly creatures! What are your names?" Cell called. "You two are facing Cell, the Ultimate warrior, the most perfect life form in existence, the one responsible for slaughtering this planet and it's pathetic population, and the one who's gonna grind you onto the floor like chalk if you do not give me answers!" He yelled. "I don't have time for your petty games or talk, let me know what you want here and you'll be on your way! In pieces or intact, your choice!"

"I'm magnus, that's Tina, and you've probably met Myosai back there, eh?" Magnus asked. "We wanna kick your ass, that's what we want." Magnus called up at Cell.

Cell squinted his eyes as he lowered himself down, to face Magnus himself. Magnus was somewhat taller, being a Hulk-sized monster and all, but he emitted pure energy, even if he didn't have any Aura. With some low seismic x-ray like scans Magnus could see that his new best friend wasn't all flesh and green shit in there, but rather an Android, a super badass, energy emitting one at that. On his back was a tail, hidden for some strange reason, and his black insect-like wings flexed like muscles. "Do you wish to really fight me, you pathetic, ugly living rock?"

"Sure."

Cell flexed his wings and got into a fighting stance, as he stared at Tina for a moment. "Stand back, milady, as I crush this rock beneath my boot." He boasted, as Magnus shrugged. "Well then, give it all you've go-ARRGGH!"

Mid-sentence, Magnus had punched cell in the nose with a punch comparable to a nuclear bomb. Purple-green blood poured from cell's nose as he popped it back in place with a snap. "What the hell was that?!"

"Nuke punch, beyotch." Magnus said, winding his arm up. "There's a lot more where that came from, bug boy. Now, who's ready to be served a can of whoop-ass? You are."

Cell suddenly and violently lashed out at Magnus both emotionally and Physically. As he floated upwards into the sky, he began charging up his Aura, power level rising tremendously. "That's it! I am going to end your pathetic, ugly lives and grind you into the ground like you are the bug!" He pointed at Magnus, specifically. "Rock-thing! Fight me at your full power!"

Cell then launched a one-handed energy beam down at Magnus. "Oh shit! SCATTER!" Magnus ordered.

At that moment, Magnus broke into four separate, well, Magnuses, screaming as cell launched beam after beam, at nothing. One of them tackled Tina out of the way of an explosion, while the other three scattered off into random directions.

Magnus knew they had to form back together at some point. The Golem re-assembled himself and planted his arms into Mars's ground, tugging out a gigantic, house sized rock and lobbing it at Cell. Cell slashed the beam in half effortlessly with a sphere of ki. However, Magnus was not finished.

Extending both of his arms out, Magnus superheated the freefalling rocks to a glowing stage, then clasped his hands together, signaling the rocks to all cave in on Cell. Cell was met with a burning sensation almost as hot, if not just as hot as the sun, and began screaming. "What is this?!"

"Goodnight!" Magnus said, thrusting his clasped palms downwards, burying Cell under hundreds of thousands of tons worth of Rock.

"Damn." The golem brushed his hands on his legs. "So much for the 'ultimate life form' shit... Come on, Tina, sorry I didn't get to save some of him for you." He chuckled, preparing to descen the mountain, not before letting Olympus Mons have a small eruption, which would've just pissed of Cell more than harm him in his rocky tomb of darkness.

Though, underneath all those rocks, Magnus could've sworn he could've felt some movement, maybe even a power increase in the opponent. But, either way, he was bound to suffocate from all those rocks and lack of air, so, Magnus Walked off, victorious.

For now.

----

Myosai, on the other hand, was getting extremely frustrated by this other fucking demon.

Janemba, was his name, most likely. He was dodging every single fucking thing Myosai threw at him by dissolving into the fabric of reality itself, or some stupid-ass shit, and bending reality for Myosai by snapping in and out of different dimensions.

Myosai, enraged sent an outwards pulse of energy, which, disrupting the re-forming Janemba behind her, gave her enough time to blast a hole in Janemba with a Spear beam technique.

Janemba, cackling, regenerated rather quickly, unsheathing his own sword as soon as Myosai recovered her balance.

Myosai fell to the ground, preforming a few backflips and other acrobatic maneuvers to evade the reality-bending slashes that Janemba produced with his sword. Unfortunately, Myosai was not fast enough to dodge a jab which Janemba thrust through a portal, slashing her shoulder and inflicting a wide wound on the Majin.

Janemba clambered through this portal of his, preforming a front flip and severing Myosai's arm from the rest of her body. Myosai let out a bloodcurdling shriek as she plummeted to the floor, clenching the area where her arm once was, and desperately (And painfully) trying to regenerate her lost limb.

Janemba raised an energy sphere to blow her to smithereens, but stopped, hearing a shout not far off in the distance.

Magnus was running down Olympus Mons, urging Tina along, as it let out a few, smaller, nearby eruptions, all trying to slow Cell down, who was busy firing Small energy spheres at the two, with the capability to wipe out cities

"JANEMBA! GET OVER HERE!" Cell called. "WE DO IT, AND WE DO IT NOW! GET OVER HERE AT ONCE! HELP ME END THESE TWO IMBECILES!"

"Janemba!" Janemba said, almost as if he were saying "Finally!", then flew off towards cell's location at the volcano, leaving Myosai on the floor, writhing in pain.

"No... you two are going to die... Don't do it.." She whined, before passing out.

As Tina ran with Magnus, she gritted her teeth. "Fuck it." She spoke. "You take the... Janem-... Jane- ... The J guy and I'll take the guy whoes name I can actually say." As she spoke, she absorbed the rock from around her. This cell guy could fly, making reaching him a bitch and a half, so she decided to make it so that it would be much easier to do so. She started to get larger, the absorbed earth allowing her to be tall and big enough to swat cell like a fly as she absorbed mass from the earth, a small crater now surounsing her enlarged form. She took a step out of it, getting used to the feeling of being so large. She had done this twice before, once against an army of egyptians lead by Ramses and another time against an entire roman legion. Both times they had ran pretty quickly, squeeling about wrath of the gods and such, but this time her opponent might be a little more brave.

Still. It didn't stop Tina from slapping cell with enough force to obliterate a city, sending him flying.

"Hey Cell! Whoes the bug now?" She taunted.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

---

Though the alien's confirmation that he could indeed get her some cash improved her mood considerably, such an improvement hardly lasted anything at all, as the sight of a man ripping off his own arm and turning it into a wad of cash did, indeed, disgust her in more than one way.

The pun that followed was almost as disgusting.

"...What do you mean, what is it? You just ripped your god damned arm off in front of me! I don't care if it can regrow, don't fucking do that. It's creepy." Garnet demanded, before sighing and taking the money. "Anyway, thanks for that." She stated, before walking off to find a convenience store. Thankfully, she only had to walk about five blocks before finding one, and the suspiciously gun-like bulge on her clothes made sure that no one who happened to be out and about on the streets at that time of the night got any funny ideas about doing anything to her, unless they wanted to get turned to swiss cheese by a hail of lead... or, in this case, monster teeth.

Not long after she had entered, she walked back out, finishing the last bite of her second hot dog and then taking out a pack of cigarettes, putting one on her mouth and lighting it. After taking the first drag, she let out a contented sigh. After all the stress she'd been through, she really needed that.

Her relief was cut short brutally when, all of the sudden, a shadow came out from a corner nearby and ran right past her, running off and further into the streets.

Looking in the shadow's direction for a long, long time, Garnet stopped, breathed calmly, allowed herself to finish her cigarette before tossing it onto the ground and stomping it, and then continued looking on for some more until finally, she took a deep breath and shouted.

"Shit!"

After taking a moment to calm herself down, the blonde woman looked up to see that the Outworlder was still nearby, apparently having followed her through those five blocks and waited for her outside. She figured he must have been bored or something to take such an interest in her, but either way, it hardly mattered right now. She knew she had to go after the shadows, or they would begin causing havoc in that city if left unchecked. She briefly wondered whether or not to tell the Outworlder to bugger off, but in the end she decided against it. The only reason she had to think of sending him away was that he might be hurt by the shadows, but then, he seemed more than capable of holding his own, what with regenerating his arm, and he looked like he could be useful, as welll.

"Alright, Taerr, I'm going to go after that shadow. You can stay here or follow, I don't care, just don't get us killed if you come along." She stated, before running off after the creature, her relaxation and tranquility gone as she was, once again, chasing shadows.

[Charmera]

The Question sighed. "You all could stand to be a tad bit more suspicious. I have several theories as to how this could be a deadly trap, but in the interest of time I won't share them. I don't have much of that at the moment."

Lisa had to say she wasn't happy about being constantly questioned and examined. It was getting annoying when all she wanted to do was help these people.

"The point is that whatever tbis regent clone is-"

"I'm not the Regent. I'm Lisa" Lisa insistered.

"Right... Anyway, things have accelerated around here. Ever since her arrival people have been working constantly on something called project "Martyr". I'm not sure what it is, but it really doesn't sound good. Entire science divisions are being thrown at this. People are being given very recent deadlines to finish this project. She seems worried or concerned about Lisa, or perhaps this is just part of her scheme..."

"Like the scheme you told us about her plants pumping mind control gas into the air?" Spoke a voice.

"No... That still hasn't been disproved. And this plan seems much, much worse. I might have an inkling of what it may be and it does not loom pre-"

Suddenly the question was cut off. The face of the regent apeared on screen. Her usual commanding yet cold expression on today. Her distant nature. Lisa couldn't help but shiver at this picture of what she could become.

"Members of... the resistance... She spoke, disgust in her voice when she said the name of the group. "I want you to know despite what lies you propagate and believe about me, I am a fair ruler. I do not believe in unnecessary casualties. After this message is over, all those occupying the base you are within will be eliminated with extreme force and prejudice. You may now leave if you do not wish to be killed. I will not press charges and will attempt to integrate those willing back into the collective of Advanced Humankind. Those who stay will die, or if you're lucky you might be taken to the detention center for class 9 rehabilitation. It is your choice."

"I also emplore you Val to consider this offer once more. Join me and together we can continue to build this society even better. I need a human I can trust by my side. You could shape the world with me. We could end poverty, violence, iequality, human on mutant violence, corruption, war, death and loss. We could make a utopia. A true Utopia together. Make the worl- the universe a better place. Make it a place where the horrors of the cataclysm never happen again."

She paused, "Make it a place where no little girl is ever abused and sold like an animal." She implored. she knew about Val's past and was referring to it. "You of all people have to understand why I am doing this Val. Please. There are only so many times I can keep making this offer Val."

The room fell quiet as the Regent spoke her would-be propaganda, Val lowering her hair to hide her face almost entirely as this universes' Lisa dug deep into a wound Val didn't want brought up, especially from one of her friends and in front of her peers. Magneto casually walked over and placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder, knowing the pain she had to go through because he hadn't known of her existence. Val threw his hand off of her shoulder and flipped her hair out of her face, a wild fire flaring in her eyes as she looked at the image of the Regent on the screen. "You fucking bitch..." She said, teeth clamped shut, jaw muscles throbbing. "You have no right telling me about slavery when you...when you make these people...make them your own damn puppets! Those damn loyalty chips...all of our friends and even our enemies! How dare you!"

Rocks and various objects began to levitate on their own as Val's passionate anger grew. "Send anyone you have, and I'll kill them. I'm not going to run anymore." She spat, turning to Lisa and then to Magneto, her eyes and face reflecting a wolverine ready to fight. "Come and get me, Regent." Magneto narrowed his eyes, considering his options for a moment, and relented in favor of his daughter. He walked over to one of his foot soldiers and grabbed him by the collar, intently whispering his demands.

"We'll fight for now. Escape with what we have, and resume communication with Question. He's our last hope at this point. Send whatever meta back up you can spare - mutant, human, it doesn't matter. Maybe with this...other Lisa on our side...we might stand some sort of chance. Anything goes wrong, I can pull a rabbit out of a hat." Magneto said sternly, the soldier nodding in acceptance, and quickly fleeing the scene. Magneto put his helmet squarely on his head and stand firmly next to his daughter, feeling just a small bit of juice flowing through him, but having a trick up his sleeve regardless. "I'm not going anywhere, either, Regent." He declared, causing the two of them to look squarely at Lisa that sat with them and not on the screen, the final test of her allegiance ready to be answered.

The Regent frowned, the concern in her voice now gone. "Why can you never understand it's for the best of all of us...?" She asked, turning away from the screen for a brief second. "Why can't you understand... I just want to keep everyone safe?" She then frowned and turned back, her robotic eyes turning red. Her voice was beginning to glitch out. "Fine! You'll -werv- burn with all the others who had defied me! You're just like them! You have no -krk- understanding of what it takes! Of the sacrifices that need to be made! You just expect me to hand you a -zz- perfect society on a platter! WELL IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT!"

The other Lisa suddenly teleported, putting her body in front of the screen and Val, glaring at the Regent. "Don't shout at my friend." She said, trying to be as intimidating as she could. The Regent backed off the a moment.

The Regent regained her composure. Then smiled. It made our Lisa step back, almost afraid. "Your... friend." She paused. "Alright then. Let's see how well you can defend your friend then."

"No Regent, enough of this!" Lisa said, then pointed at the Regent. "If you want to hurt my friends, then your going to have to come here yourself."

The regent laughed. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you wouldn't last a second against me." She spoke. "And that jusst wouldn't be fair would it?" She giggled, a glitchy giggle. "I want to test your bond of friendship. Then we'll see who's way is better." With that, she suddenly disapeared from the screen. Which then exploded outwards. Revealing the headhunter squad. Comprised of five of the best agent Lisa enslaved, Spider Man, Abomination, Super Girl, A Yellow Lantern Martian and a Tameranian of some sort. It seemed they had been teleported strait into the base.

"So much for ten minutes." Spoke Lisa. Her eyes now glowed red. The forces that Magneto had called for arrived. A small android girl, Poison Ivy and Tony Stark in his Iron Man suit.

So the battle started as the headhunters and the resistance clashed.

Val Valentine
City of Gotham

The grim city was hardly on anyone's vacation list, but how Val ended up here was anyone's guess. Some sort of fluctuation in the portal to Earth from Madworld, but she was glad to at least be somewhere where they spoke English. Though, she reckoned anywhere would have been better than Gotham, English or not, because here she felt unsafe, exposed, watched, and every other bad feeling one could have. She was cold and damp, the city somehow robbing her of warmth in the process.

She simply walked the streets, aimless and without a place in mind, her own brain on thoughts of Madworld and Max...that asshole, deciding to become his own God and abandoning Earth. But, it was that love she felt for him, and it pained her heart. She stopped somewhere, on some random sidewalk in the middle of Gotham, and almost started crying. Val simply sniffled, keeping her emotions down and trying to hide them as best as she could, but that was slowly starting to seem fruitless. She held her hands up to her face for a moment, waiting for Maxwell to grab her by the shoulder, and take her anywhere else but here.

A very different person came. It wasn't Max. And she wasn't here to take the girl anywhere good.

"Pathetic. Let me guess? Missing you're organic Guardian." Spoke a small girl, though she had a menacing air around her and red piercing eyes. She seemed to have a look of disgust on her face as she faced Val. The girl would look very familiar if Val remembered the file that the one called Max once showed Lisa. "Your reliance on him makes you both weak." She spoke.

She was aware of the fact Max had been studying her, so she had taken some time to familiarize herself with the Mad King... now Mad god aparantly. Normally she wouldn't care about any human in specific, but this Max has told Lisa about her. That was not part of the creators plan. They had all agreed that they would never tell Lisa the truth. Then they had went their separate ways once her mind was wiped. Now she had another threat to deal with, so she needed to know exactly what Lisa knew about her.

And to get to Max, she could use Val. What fortuitous luck she was here. "You're going to take me to Max," She spoke. "Or not only am I going to kill you, but I'm also going to kill every single human being I can in this cesspit.

[Bentus]

Dean McCarty – Gotham

---

Dean watched the heart monitor closely, the weak pulse only making its presence known in fits and starts. The paramedic glanced down at his patient, the police officer lying unconscious on the side of a car. Already Dean had tied bandages around the worst of the wounds, but in less than a minute they’d become soaked through by the prolific bleeding. At least he’s not as bad as his buddy.

“Shit, Dean – this has Super written all over it.”

The young man grunted in response, refusing to look away even for a moment as he hastily injected some procoagulants into a vein. The medicine would either give the dying officer a fighting chance, or cause him to suffer from a crippling heart attack.

“Give me a hand with this guy, will you?” Dean’s voice seemed to snap his colleague out of his reverie. The other paramedic tore his gaze away from the mangled corpse that lay at his feet, the exposed chest cavity almost making him retch on the spot.

“Right, right.”

The pair of paramedics heaved the young officer onto the waiting stretcher, Dean noticing with a touch of relief that the heart monitor was still making its usual drone. Thank Christ, I haven’t killed him yet. “Sever haemorrhage, and he’s having trouble breathing – I’m going to guess that he’s got a collapsed lung, ain’t nothing we can do about that here though.”
Rob, Dean’s shift partner for the day, nodded sharply. Stuck as they were not a couple blocks from Arkham itself, right in the midst of hell, the flashing red and blue of their ambulance seemed like an island of sanctuary. But they simply didn’t have the capabilities of a fully-stocked hospital; if the officer was going to survive, they had to get him to Gotham Central fast. Rob was itching to go, fearing that at any moment the violence that had twisted a street of his hometown into a warzone could erupt again at any moment. Dean, however, found himself hesitating for a moment. Of all the teams that had been out that night, they were the only ones still near the Asylum – and they were far from enough to help everyone. The ambulance was a source of medical supplies and at least some advanced equipment, if they took the Officer to Gotham Central, then how many others whom they could’ve helped on the street just with some basic aid would die?

Hardly thinking, Dean started grabbing all the supplies he could from the back of the ambulance, tossing the keys to a surprised-looking Rob.

“You take him back to GC, take 4th Avenue – it’s longer but should be cleared of traffic. You keep your lights flashing, but make sure that the sirens are off until you’re out of Arkham, got it?”

“The hell are you on about?”

Dean grabbed a portable AED and slung it in a free pocket on his green vest. “You don’t want to draw unneeded attention out here, best hope is that nobody notices you – but if they can see your lights and don’t give a damn, then you’re pretty boned anyway.”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it – I’m meant to be in the back!”

A bottle of water was the last thing that Dean could fit in his satchel before he slung it over his back. “Listen, somebody’s got to go see if anyone else needs help in there.” Dean gestured towards the Asylum, gunshots and the occasional shout reverberating across the night air from its foreboding silhouette.

Rob opened his mouth to protest, but swiftly nodded instead. Perhaps he realised that he had no chance of talking Dean out of his decision once he’d become committed, and that each moment he wasted doing so was one too many for their patient. Or perhaps he simply wanted to get out of the dark streets of Arkham as quickly as he could. It didn’t really matter to Dean.

The door slammed loudly, before the engine roared into life. Dean watched as the ambulance, his ticket out of the insanity of Arkham, drove off into the distance. About a minute after the vehicle had disappeared around the end of the street, the paramedic turned towards the looming shape of the Asylum - jogging quickly towards it.

Marionette – Gotham

---

The crowds seethed and cheered as the spectacle unfolded on the raised platform above them. The sea of orange jeered as the Jester mocked the Bat, bellowed as the piranhas raced towards the Archer and booed as the young Bat repulsed the Jester. There were cries for more, shouts for blood, for skin, as the mass of inmates surged at each gripping blow of the fight. All eyes were focused on the battle, each inmate standing shoulder to shoulder to one another. However, there was a small island of calm amidst the mess.

After she had made her opinions on personal space apparent to the first inmate to notice her, the orange-clad sheep made pains to grant Mia the breathing space she deserved. The beautiful young woman was strikingly out of place among the mob, her brightly coloured clothing shining out sharply in contrast to her surroundings, pristine in its grace; but while the others jumped and yelled and screamed with vitriol human emotion, the young woman was almost stationary. Her beautiful eyes followed every blow, every step of the brawl with an intense interest, her smile broad as she watched the action.

Mia longed to have had some popcorn with her! Perhaps some candy floss as well. It really was a spectacular performance. Although while the inmates leered at the Archer and the Maid, or the Jester and the Bat, eagerly awaiting each cut and each blow, Mia’s eyes were focused only on one. She found the Jester and the Bat to be trop cliché and the Archer seemed to be going out of her way to be dull, avoiding even the most interesting of attacks.

The young woman held her breath as Killer Croc and CeeCee slammed into one another, their stationary stances betraying the titanic struggle between them. Each of the fighters were straining, pushing in a battle of strength and power as they tested themselves against one another. Their enjoyment of the bout was contagious, and Mia found herself smiling gleefully, a giddy feeling gripping at her chest as suddenly CeeCee revealed her coup against her opponent. Mia applauded from down below, the sounds of her claps most likely lost in the bellows of the crowd, cheering on her favoured fighter. She breathed in sharply as Killer Croc avoided what she’d thought would have been the finishing blow, but how could Mia have remained upset at his continued survival when the fight was so gripping? She nearly gasped as CeeCee took the powerful strike, her impact on the wall sounding with a resounding crunch. Oh, how Mia hoped she wasn’t hurt! That would be absolutely horrible – and then how long would she have to wait to get her turn?

[Jorliefstreiken]

Gotham City, Doombringers Apartment

Doom was eating a sandwich and watching tv. He flashed through the channels and discovered the news... People had escaped from Arham. Ok nothing surprising there, he had blasted a massive hole in the wall. Then he saw one name flash on screen.. Michael Dunshard. Arrested for genetic experiments. Extremely dangerous. A memory flashed along with the name...


Doom was strapped to a testing table, back before he was Doom. The doctors were commenting on his vocal chords being removed for stem cells. They all agreed it was a good idea to vocal chords for the regeneration genome but not good to use the main subject's. The head doctor yelled out "well let's just do it then he's got the cells in him" the the chopped off Dooms right arm with an axe. Doom tried to cry out but no longer had the ability to do so. Then the pain mysteriously disappeared as his arm reattached...

Doom grabbed his shot gun and a hunting knife. Micheal wasn't going to the police department dead or alive. He was going dead or beheaded.

[Jorliefstreiken]

Darkness, NYC

Darkness oozed out of the Saiyan pod that had held it for so long. It sensed around its environment searching for a new host to hold it. It sensed a young girl of about 20 earthy ears approaching the crash site. While she seemed like an ordinary human based on the Saiyans description she moved a bit faster and noticed more than the others.she was wearing a strange hooded costume and held a cross bow. She made the mistake of stepping on Darkness... Darkness enveloped her in the ooze that made him exist. It found a recently opened cut in her forearm and entered her blood stream there. It thickened and spread easily conquering her mind. Darkness flexed its new fingers and looked at its now black clothes. It pulled a black hood over its face and slicked off into the night. Before humans had known this girl as Red Yeogirl but now she will only be known as Black Archer while darkness occupied her.

[Kaoiluja]

---

Though the alien's confirmation that he could indeed get her some cash improved her mood considerably, such an improvement hardly lasted anything at all, as the sight of a man ripping off his own arm and turning it into a wad of cash did, indeed, disgust her in more than one way.

The pun that followed was almost as disgusting.

"...What do you mean, what is it? You just ripped your god damned arm off in front of me! I don't care if it can regrow, don't fucking do that. It's creepy." Garnet demanded, before sighing and taking the money. "Anyway, thanks for that." She stated, before walking off to find a convenience store. Thankfully, she only had to walk about five blocks before finding one, and the suspiciously gun-like bulge on her clothes made sure that no one who happened to be out and about on the streets at that time of the night got any funny ideas about doing anything to her, unless they wanted to get turned to swiss cheese by a hail of lead... or, in this case, monster teeth.

Not long after she had entered, she walked back out, finishing the last bite of her second hot dog and then taking out a pack of cigarettes, putting one on her mouth and lighting it. After taking the first drag, she let out a contented sigh. After all the stress she'd been through, she really needed that.

Her relief was cut short brutally when, all of the sudden, a shadow came out from a corner nearby and ran right past her, running off and further into the streets.

Looking in the shadow's direction for a long, long time, Garnet stopped, breathed calmly, allowed herself to finish her cigarette before tossing it onto the ground and stomping it, and then continued looking on for some more until finally, she took a deep breath and shouted.

"Shit!"

After taking a moment to calm herself down, the blonde woman looked up to see that the Outworlder was still nearby, apparently having followed her through those five blocks and waited for her outside. She figured he must have been bored or something to take such an interest in her, but either way, it hardly mattered right now. She knew she had to go after the shadows, or they would begin causing havoc in that city if left unchecked. She briefly wondered whether or not to tell the Outworlder to bugger off, but in the end she decided against it. The only reason she had to think of sending him away was that he might be hurt by the shadows, but then, he seemed more than capable of holding his own, what with regenerating his arm, and he looked like he could be useful, as welll.

"Alright, Taerr, I'm going to go after that shadow. You can stay here or follow, I don't care, just don't get us killed if you come along." She stated, before running off after the creature, her relaxation and tranquility gone as she was, once again, chasing shadows.

"Well, I don't see much wrong with it but, if you insist I shall refrain." He watched her enter the small building with a fascination akin to a child. "She acts like she has never seen biological Shapeshifting before. Strange." He muttered to himself. With nothing else to do at the moment, he decided that he might as well follow her to see where she might go. She seemed quite the interesting fellow, and he wanted to learn more about her if possible. He saw her light the cigarette and frowned slightly. Yet another thing he never understood about some cultures: the socially acceptable practice of rewarding oneself with the introduction of toxins into the body. There was a social allure to it, and he supposed it may be pleasing to use, but being one with a pride for his biological makeup he lacked the wanting to do so. Hen he sensed the disturbance on the spiritual plane, looking to the same area she had moments before it had apeared. The presence disturbed him for a moment, then he heard her address to him in a quite hurried manner, and her rushed nature he could tell his suspicions of the significance of the "shadow" we're confirmed. He jogged behind her peacefully, taking in the sights of the city as he went. "I suppose I could tag along, possibly help reduce the damage I am sure will come about. So, you fight spirits?" He asked.