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

[Siliarba]

Jamie whistled as she watched the gravity well that Luna used to bind the alien assailant to the ground, and grinned when she was asked to do the honors and finish off the creature. "Sure thing! Leave it to me." She said, not bothering to do the deeper voice anymore and just speaking normally. Eager to tell off the monster that had crashed her party, metaphorically speaking, she pointed her arm cannon at it, the technological weapon seemingly charging up energy, glowing brighter and brighter as more power was channeled into the cannon, seemingly from out of nowhere, as the girl was not wearing any sort of power suit to go with the weapon, her ring clearly taking care of the inconsistencies for her.

"Zero Laser!" She shouted, quite unnecessarily as the attack would've happened regardless, though she could not pass up the opportunity to look cool. After shouting, her arm cannon emitted an enormous wave of energy that washed over the battlefield and slammed into the Gentarian.

Luna

When Jylt took the hit he resisted it for a bit until he allowed it to blow himself away and outside of the building where he promptly fled away. He was unharmed, maybe slightly phased but unharmed. "Thanks, it's tiring fighting him alone, especially when you like to show off." That weapon of hers, it shouldn't work, it isn't' even properly connected to the power source, and the power source shouldn't even work to begin with, and all that's really inside that cannon is her arm. Well, let's test it out, maybe it's based on the principal of chaos mathematics, I never really got the hang of that one that well. Using my powers I recreated the weapon she used to fire her, as she called it, zero laser, took aim and fired.

At least I tried to fire, nothing happened, as expected, this is a random combination of things that do not work, "Ok, what the hell is this and why does it work with you, it is poorly designed, badly crafted, and worst of all half the things in it don't do actually it's like they were made to look cool at the cost of having even the slightest chance of making it function. Everything I know, and I know a lot, tells me this thing can do nothing and is basically an expensive way to build crap."

Oh right, I still need to act nice, at least a bit, don't forget the mission Luna "Also, saying hi is in order I suppose."

[The Starlight]

The back of his hand slapped Valka's face, drawing blood, sending her flying back several hundred meters, incidentally, that also allowed her to avoid his eye beam. She got up, slowly, brushing blood from her mouth, her weapons dissipating from her hands. In its place arose the Valkaforce, and she looked upon Buu, speaking one word. "Enough."

Within a blink of an eye she was before Buu, grabbing his head and slamming it into her rising knee. But that was not all. She unleashed her fists upon Buu, the Valkaforce channeled through her flashing fists that hit him in all areas of his body, Valka afterwards kicking him into the air. Speedily reaching him, she brought a sword of the Valkaforce down upon him, and for good measur, lifted her two hands and blasted her power at him, relentlessly, for minutes on end, before she abated her assauly, thinking that would be more than enough.

If it had been anywhere other than Midgard, she might have let loose a Godblast, but on this planet, she had not the luxury. Looking down at Buu's prone body, she jabbed it with her sword, and, determining she had done her duty, teleported to Asgard in a shimmer of light.

[Finland SSR]

The back of his hand slapped Valka's face, drawing blood, sending her flying back several hundred meters, incidentally, that also allowed her to avoid his eye beam. She got up, slowly, brushing blood from her mouth, her weapons dissipating from her hands. In its place arose the Valkaforce, and she looked upon Buu, speaking one word. "Enough."

Within a blink of an eye she was before Buu, grabbing his head and slamming it into her rising knee. But that was not all. She unleashed her fists upon Buu, the Valkaforce channeled through her flashing fists that hit him in all areas of his body, Valka afterwards kicking him into the air. Speedily reaching him, she brought a sword of the Valkaforce down upon him, and for good measur, lifted her two hands and blasted her power at him, relentlessly, for minutes on end, before she abated her assauly, thinking that would be more than enough.

If it had been anywhere other than Midgard, she might have let loose a Godblast, but on this planet, she had not the luxury. Looking down at Buu's prone body, she jabbed it with her sword, and, determining she had done her duty, teleported to Asgard in a shimmer of light.

Majin Buu

Oh, wow, she actually took it fairly we- Oh, WHAT? What followed those immortal lines was a powerful can of pummeling and whoop-ass laid upon me, knee-opened by Valka herself. Kicks, punches, sword slashes, even a blast. You know, this would be completely infuriating if it wasn't shocking, in a good way. Before I get back to Xander and give him a round two, no holding back this time, I can absorb his little lady friend and power up even further.

I mean, it shouldn't be that hard - after all, I could do it last time fairly handily. There. The last of her hits. I collected the scattered pieces of my body back together and was about to engulf the Asgardian in my goo, when I noticed she wasn't even here. Did she disappear? Or was she never there in the first-

Oh, she's in Asgard, I can sense her. Fine by me. A few minutes of flight for me, that's not much. Now, where was I...

I...

Atiala...

What happened to her? So much stronger than last time, and with a transformation to hide, too - I can sense the potential... I guess we're doing this, now.

And with that thought, I teleported right to Dende's Lookout.

[The Dark Brotherhood of Deros]

New Namek
So this was the power he possessed? These beings were busy trying to hit him, but Prototype didn’t seem to notice. Every time they landed a strike, he didn’t feel it. Every blast they sent his way, he dodged. He had already dealt with three of the beings. The first he sent flying through a nearby mountain with a kick, the second he incinerated after he sent them flying, and the third he decapitated with a kick to the neck.

“W-what are you?!” One of the beings asked in terror. Prototype smiled softly. “That’s what I would like to know. Now where are the Dragon Balls?” He asked. The beings didn’t answer yet again. He’d been asking them that same question over and over again since the start of the battle, and they stubbornly ignored him. One of the more daring beings rushed him, and sent a punch at him. Prototype quickly side-stepped out of the way, and grabbed the beings arm.

With one fluid motion, Prototype severed the limb at the joint of the elbow, causing the being to scream. Then with a lightning fast kick, Prototype sent him flying into the air. He then followed that strike up with a Ki blast powerful enough to incinerate the unfortunate alien, and the blast could be seen from miles away.

[Narintia]

Slowly flying around, Nakasan sensed Frost's absolutely insane powerlevel. ''Staying out of tha-'' he thought, before instantly looking down...
and seeing a Super Saiyan. ''Cool.'' he thought, before seeing someone else. The guy who broke his gravity chamber. Holy shit was that a pain in the ass to fix. ''DO YOU HAVE MY MONEY!'' he shouted, flying down. ''I'll repeat it again, bitch. Do you have my money?'' he shouted.

[Galnius]

"It's better than my last place, that's for sure", said Marybeth, giddy behind the wheel. Hardly ever bothering to go the speed limit (though not going fast enough to be pulled over) she generally kept her car at a nice, fast paced cruising speed. Sure, she could probably get there quicker without a car, but it simply wasn't as fun. "So, when did you join up?"

"Well, I joined when it started I guess." Cora said in response to Marybeth's question. "After I arrived in New York City. I... well I was down a bad path. I started threatening people into liking me. Katie was a local hero at the time and she came to stop me. Well, we ended up talking instead and Katie was really nice. She took me to her apartment, and Valancy happened to be living next door. Kylie came by too, she was friends with Katie. The odd thing was, none of them knew that the others had powers. I guess they were just nervous or not willing to tell each other. Anyway, we got along well, and I was starting to realize what it might be like to have friends. Then the city was attacked, by someone who was trying to kill me. The other stood up for me, and stopped him from hurting me or other people. Naja even showed up to help, even though we didn't really know her at the time. Then we all kind of just decided we wanted to keep working together and help people. Then the Justice Queens were born. Ya... That's pretty much it."

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"Ah, I see", said Marybeth, pondering that. " You know, you and I aren't all that different... " she said quietly, almost to herself. "Except it is quite unlikely that anyone would ever come after me to kill me. I'm quite positive my issues are dealt with permanently." Except those in my head, apparently, she thought, remembering the flashback and loud of composure when she initially learned of Cora's plan. "You know what? I think I might have a slight plan when we get there. You know where the kids are, right? Focus on them. I'll go in first, create a distraction. Cyborgs won't be a problem for me, not if they aren't completely invulnerable to vibration. Just... Get the kids and get out. Alright?"

[Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos]

Salis let out an audible grunt as the air was knocked out of him from Kylie's hard light fist. After recovering his breath, he twisted and writhed trying to get out. It didn't take him long to realize he couldn't escape, so he stopped struggling, opting to glare at the green lantern from his vantage point. "Ha!" he yelled as he heard her threat, "People who haven't done anything wrong? Everyone's done something wrong! Innocence is a joke of a word that doesn't exist in anyone. Your so called 'innocent' people just do a better job of hiding it. Just look at wiz over here," he said as he nodded his head towards Simon, "You heard that laugh, there's nothing innocent about him. He enjoyed every second of knocking me around and there's no denying that." A new light came into his eyes as he continued. "And don't get me started on you heroes. You act like you're so much better, like you've made such a difference. Well last time I checked people are still dying in the streets every day while you ass-hats are busy locking people up just so they can break back out again. Cops, supers, authorities, they all sit on their high chairs while people like me live through hell. I had more scars by the time I was twenty than most men get in their lives, and I didn't see a single one of you doing jack shit about it! Chew on that the next time you're trying to lecture someone about right and wrong."

Done with his rant, Salis glared daggers into Kylie while he breathed heavily. After a few minutes pause the fire in his eyes faded and he continued in a more calm tone, "If you really insist on this charade of making a difference without killing, then fine. I'll play along since you're my ticket back. But don't think I'm going quietly or changing my way of doing things on the other side. There'll be hell to pay for everyone once this is over. You, Merlin, our wizard friend, and every one one of your precious innocents. Now can we please get to the damn war room?"

Boxer, who had remained silent through this entire ordeal, finally walked forward. "My name is Henry Boxer. I'm a cop. Less than two years ago, I was the leader of a gang called the Gotham City Defenders. We were the ones who took scars so guys like you didn't have to." He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a multitude of scars across his forearm. "Every single mark you see here hurts, every day. Every single one aches when I get up in the morning to when I lay down at night. I don't see them as a curse, though. They're a blessing. Every scar you see here is another person who never had to share my pain." He looked the man before him up and down. "You don't want a Mask to give you a lecture? Go right ahead. You don't enjoy it when a government spook tells you what to do? Fine by me. Listen to the grunt on the ground, though. Listen to the man who's devoted his god damn life to getting people out of the Hell you and I live in, when I could be anywhere else."

Boxer scowled, letting his sleeve back down. "You're right. Nobody is innocent. Nobody has to be, though. That's not their job. Our job, those of us who live in Hell and bear the weight of a thousand scars on our bodies, our job is to change the world into one where people can be innocent. To make the world into one where innocent is possible." He closed his eyes and breathed out for a moment. "What's your name? I never caught it. I like to know who I'm in a life or death situation with." He asked as the group moved forward.

Salis laughed bitterly at Boxer's speech. "Great, I've got a romantic here too. Gang member and a cop, huh? Seems like it's my lucky day. Funny thing is that gangs are the reason for my scars. You would think the cops would do something about rampant gang violence, but no. They act all high and mighty, like defenders of their city with a badge on their chest. Then they get handed a few extra dollars and suddenly defending people doesn't mean shit to them. And tell me this mister noble sacrifice, how the hell is a kid starving on the streets keeping anyone else from living through their hell too? How did me getting beaten by the closest thing I had to a parent helping anyone? It doesn't, that's the answer! I got these scars because the world is shitty place and there's nothing you people can do while you let yourselves be held back by stupid concepts of innocence and riotousness. The only way to stop the killing is to give people a taste of their own medicine, and stamp out anyone who gets in your way. The sooner you wack jobs realize that the better."

Bitterly glaring at Boxer, it finally clicked to him who this man was. One of the members of that gang claiming to be defenders of Gotham. A joke if he'd ever seen one. "You want to know who I am?" he said with a sadistic smirk coming to his face, "Well you might just recognize me. The name's Salis, I'm the one who destroyed Arkham Asylum."

[Lavan Tiri]

Boxer, who had remained silent through this entire ordeal, finally walked forward. "My name is Henry Boxer. I'm a cop. Less than two years ago, I was the leader of a gang called the Gotham City Defenders. We were the ones who took scars so guys like you didn't have to." He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a multitude of scars across his forearm. "Every single mark you see here hurts, every day. Every single one aches when I get up in the morning to when I lay down at night. I don't see them as a curse, though. They're a blessing. Every scar you see here is another person who never had to share my pain." He looked the man before him up and down. "You don't want a Mask to give you a lecture? Go right ahead. You don't enjoy it when a government spook tells you what to do? Fine by me. Listen to the grunt on the ground, though. Listen to the man who's devoted his god damn life to getting people out of the Hell you and I live in, when I could be anywhere else."

Boxer scowled, letting his sleeve back down. "You're right. Nobody is innocent. Nobody has to be, though. That's not their job. Our job, those of us who live in Hell and bear the weight of a thousand scars on our bodies, our job is to change the world into one where people can be innocent. To make the world into one where innocent is possible." He closed his eyes and breathed out for a moment. "What's your name? I never caught it. I like to know who I'm in a life or death situation with." He asked as the group moved forward.

Salis laughed bitterly at Boxer's speech. "Great, I've got a romantic here too. Gang member and a cop, huh? Seems like it's my lucky day. Funny thing is that gangs are the reason for my scars. You would think the cops would do something about rampant gang violence, but no. They act all high and mighty, like defenders of their city with a badge on their chest. Then they get handed a few extra dollars and suddenly defending people doesn't mean shit to them. And tell me this mister noble sacrifice, how the hell is a kid starving on the streets keeping anyone else from living through their hell too? How did me getting beaten by the closest thing I had to a parent helping anyone? It doesn't, that's the answer! I got these scars because the world is shitty place and there's nothing you people can do while you let yourselves be held back by stupid concepts of innocence and riotousness. The only way to stop the killing is to give people a taste of their own medicine, and stamp out anyone who gets in your way. The sooner you wack jobs realize that the better."

Bitterly glaring at Boxer, it finally clicked to him who this man was. One of the members of that gang claiming to be defenders of Gotham. A joke if he'd ever seen one. "You want to know who I am?" he said with a sadistic smirk coming to his face, "Well you might just recognize me. The name's Salis, I'm the one who destroyed Arkham Asylum."

"Oh, so what." Simon grumbled, clutching his skull and rubbing his temples. "I mean, I get it, your life's been kinda shit. I would empathize, but you've recently tried to murder me, so my capacity to care about you is limited. But you know what, you son of a bitch?" Simon groaned, coughing up what appeared to be tar. Dammit. He's getting stronger. The wizard wiped the liquid away, smearing it across his face. He continued, his voice pained, "But at least you've always been in control of yourself. You couldn't do crap about your world, but your body was your own. Me? I've had a goddamned evil homicidal wizard living in my mind since I was a kid. That was who hit you--I was the one who ensorceled the chips, but that was in case I got hungry--and so you're right. I'm not innocent. I haven't owned my own soul in decades. And despite that, despite my insane roommate, I'm still doing better than you. I might be possessed, but at least I don't brag about murdering people. Hell, I don't think I've ever killed someone. Although you make it hard to keep my record, and I suggest you simmer down before I get very pissed."

[The Republic of Atria]

"I'm fine. I've been hit harder than that." She replied rubbing her head and dusting herself off while Otis fixed the wall. "We're not done here, Blue." She said and pointed to Otis. "You're gonna get a spine. If it kills you."

"I really don't like the sound of that to be honest." Otis replied. "I mean. I'm pretty sure jellyfish are-" He was interrupted by Felicity grabbing him and dragging him along for about a second before she stopped. Otis even knew why. "You have absolutely no idea where you're going, do you?"

"...No." She replied. "She said that I was gonna be some kinda combat instructor right? Start walking, Blue. I'm right behind ya." She liked Otis. In the way one likes a little brother who really isn't quite sure how the world works. "We're gonna get you that job back." She said as he lead them to the thankfully empty training room. "Alright. Let's do this. Be fair. None of those fancy superpowers. I want to see you fighting for real."

"I know how to fight Felicity. I was trained here." He said and complied with her request to turn off his powers. "I don't see what this has to do with me learning to stick up for myself." Otis replied as Felicity threw a quick right jab at him. He side stepped the blow, but didn't retaliate.

"Fight back!" She said and swept her right leg towards Otis's side, only to have him jump into the air, letting her leg pass harmlessly underneath him. However, as he landed, she used that motion to spin again, which caught Otis off guard and knocked him back. "Come on! You said you knew how to fight. Those were some impressive dodging skills, for real, but you can't win a fight just by dodging everything. You kinda have to hit back."

"Felicity... Ow." He muttered as he stood back up, rubbing his chest. "You don't understand how powerful I am. I don't even know how powerful I am. There aren't too many fights that I can't win. The problem is that I'm afraid that I don't know how to control this much power. I know a few things I can do with it, but I'm afraid to push it because I'm not sure of it's limitations." He explained. "I'm afraid I'm going to hurt someone, or accidentally blow up a planet. Which will hurt a lot of people. Does that make sense?"

"You're stuck in a loop. You're afraid to use that power because you're afraid you'll hurt someone. But you don't want to get better with it because of that fear that in your experimentation, you'll hurt someone." She explained. "You're a cute kid. And you're really sweet. But there's gonna come a time where you're going to have to use that power to protect either yourself or someone else." She said and put her hands on his shoulders. "You can't just sit there letting everyone else fight your battles. What's the point of having all that power if you're not going to use it to help people? These people could use some help. People down there could use some help."

"I know... Xander gave me the speech awhile ago." He admitted. "Besides. There are plenty of people just as strong as I am. They can handle it."

"What if they're the ones attacking?" She asked. "Sure, they might be friends now. But people change. And you might have to be the one to stop them. Can't do that if they know how to use their powers and you don't. Gotta level the playing field."

"I know. But until I can find someone who's willing to help me. I'm stuck. Not you. No offense I want someone who will be fine in the chance I screw up. I can choke out Superman and Thor... At the same time."

"Well shit. You're kinda making that list of people who could help really small..."

[Charmera]

He casually ran a and through his white semi-spiked hair as he shrugged. "Yeah...hit me first and I can fly as much as you need"He stretched out a bit and began thinking if it would be possible for him to actually start the state of rage needed for flight...his fists clenched and his chest breathed deeply.
Nothing. He couldn't get there it seemed, but then again he had already given the advice to Hiroshi to hit him to get him going. So he just waited for that, his arms crossed.

Hiroshi:

'This better not be some fucking joke.' Without a second thought, Hiroshi pulled back his arm, muscles tensing before he struck out with his full force, the back of his hand crashing across Adrian's face. The boom that rumbled out from the strike leveled any remaining structures around them, trees and streams nearby stirring and trembling as the shockwave rolled over them.

Breathing angrily for a moment, the Hybrid stared over the path of destruction he'd made. For a moment, he half expected the human to pop up from the rubble and lash out at him like every other fight he had been in.

Hiroshi's anger morphed as he saw a familiar figure land on the outside of the village, his anger morphing into inner panic as he looked over her. She couldn't be here for any good reasons, and the only he could think of was so she could yell at him for coming here instead of searching for Tomia, or maybe she thought he was cheating on her again. Kami, who knew anymore?

" Um... Hey?" Hiroshi offered, awkwardly shifting his feet as his emerald eyes looked over her.

Claudia paused as she moved from a crouch to a standing position, her arms folding as she looked at him. “I thought you were looking for Tomia.” She spoke, a little stern in her tone, but then she sighed, uncrossing her arms, maybe she wasn’t being fair. “What are you doing here Hiroshi? What’s going on?"

[Tomia]

"Ah, I see", said Marybeth, pondering that. " You know, you and I aren't all that different... " she said quietly, almost to herself. "Except it is quite unlikely that anyone would ever come after me to kill me. I'm quite positive my issues are dealt with permanently." Except those in my head, apparently, she thought, remembering the flashback and loud of composure when she initially learned of Cora's plan. "You know what? I think I might have a slight plan when we get there. You know where the kids are, right? Focus on them. I'll go in first, create a distraction. Cyborgs won't be a problem for me, not if they aren't completely invulnerable to vibration. Just... Get the kids and get out. Alright?"

Cora was a little surprised by Marybeth's comment, a little confused by her insistence of a plan. It sounded like it'd work, but why did she want them to split up? Still, Cora knew she shouldn't question her teammate though, especially when she was doing her a favor. "Alright, that could certainly be helpful. I don't know where the children are yet though. That's why we're going to prison first. I know someone there who is willing to help us."

[The Templar High Council]

"Uh-uh! No, we are not doing this now!" Kylie became visible again and threw her arms at the two men. Immediately, a green fist reached out to restrain Salis, and yellow tendrils lifted Simon into the air, both restrained to avoid further fighting. "Listen up! You're going to help me do this, without killing anybody who hasn't done anything wrong, or I'll take you out into space and leave you there, got it?" Kylie was about damn tired of Salis doing all this crap with stabbing people, hitting people, and generally being a dick. But since they had already left Merlin's tower on the way to the war room, they weren't going to go back and ask that Salis be sent home. Plus, Kylie didn't want this crazy guy left alone in 2016 anyway, anymore. She now felt herself responsible for making sure he goes to prison, hopefully one equipped to contain superhumans.

Salis let out an audible grunt as the air was knocked out of him from Kylie's hard light fist. After recovering his breath, he twisted and writhed trying to get out. It didn't take him long to realize he couldn't escape, so he stopped struggling, opting to glare at the green lantern from his vantage point. "Ha!" he yelled as he heard her threat, "People who haven't done anything wrong? Everyone's done something wrong! Innocence is a joke of a word that doesn't exist in anyone. Your so called 'innocent' people just do a better job of hiding it. Just look at wiz over here," he said as he nodded his head towards Simon, "You heard that laugh, there's nothing innocent about him. He enjoyed every second of knocking me around and there's no denying that." A new light came into his eyes as he continued. "And don't get me started on you heroes. You act like you're so much better, like you've made such a difference. Well last time I checked people are still dying in the streets every day while you ass-hats are busy locking people up just so they can break back out again. Cops, supers, authorities, they all sit on their high chairs while people like me live through hell. I had more scars by the time I was twenty than most men get in their lives, and I didn't see a single one of you doing jack shit about it! Chew on that the next time you're trying to lecture someone about right and wrong."

Done with his rant, Salis glared daggers into Kylie while he breathed heavily. After a few minutes pause the fire in his eyes faded and he continued in a more calm tone, "If you really insist on this charade of making a difference without killing, then fine. I'll play along since you're my ticket back. But don't think I'm going quietly or changing my way of doing things on the other side. There'll be hell to pay for everyone once this is over. You, Merlin, our wizard friend, and every one one of your precious innocents. Now can we please get to the damn war room?"

Kylie resisted the urge to crush him. That was made easier by the GL ring's inability to kill without certain limiters removed, but Kylie still had to think long and hard about it. "I don't like you." She came away with, dropping him to the ground uncomfortably. "But I'd rather keep moving than stay here arguing with a lunatic." Kylie sucked it up, ignoring what he said about heroes not doing good for the world, and continued to walk away.

Boxer, who had remained silent through this entire ordeal, finally walked forward. "My name is Henry Boxer. I'm a cop. Less than two years ago, I was the leader of a gang called the Gotham City Defenders. We were the ones who took scars so guys like you didn't have to." He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a multitude of scars across his forearm. "Every single mark you see here hurts, every day. Every single one aches when I get up in the morning to when I lay down at night. I don't see them as a curse, though. They're a blessing. Every scar you see here is another person who never had to share my pain." He looked the man before him up and down. "You don't want a Mask to give you a lecture? Go right ahead. You don't enjoy it when a government spook tells you what to do? Fine by me. Listen to the grunt on the ground, though. Listen to the man who's devoted his god damn life to getting people out of the Hell you and I live in, when I could be anywhere else."

Boxer scowled, letting his sleeve back down. "You're right. Nobody is innocent. Nobody has to be, though. That's not their job. Our job, those of us who live in Hell and bear the weight of a thousand scars on our bodies, our job is to change the world into one where people can be innocent. To make the world into one where innocent is possible." He closed his eyes and breathed out for a moment. "What's your name? I never caught it. I like to know who I'm in a life or death situation with." He asked as the group moved forward.

Salis laughed bitterly at Boxer's speech. "Great, I've got a romantic here too. Gang member and a cop, huh? Seems like it's my lucky day. Funny thing is that gangs are the reason for my scars. You would think the cops would do something about rampant gang violence, but no. They act all high and mighty, like defenders of their city with a badge on their chest. Then they get handed a few extra dollars and suddenly defending people doesn't mean shit to them. And tell me this mister noble sacrifice, how the hell is a kid starving on the streets keeping anyone else from living through their hell too? How did me getting beaten by the closest thing I had to a parent helping anyone? It doesn't, that's the answer! I got these scars because the world is shitty place and there's nothing you people can do while you let yourselves be held back by stupid concepts of innocence and riotousness. The only way to stop the killing is to give people a taste of their own medicine, and stamp out anyone who gets in your way. The sooner you wack jobs realize that the better."

Bitterly glaring at Boxer, it finally clicked to him who this man was. One of the members of that gang claiming to be defenders of Gotham. A joke if he'd ever seen one. "You want to know who I am?" he said with a sadistic smirk coming to his face, "Well you might just recognize me. The name's Salis, I'm the one who destroyed Arkham Asylum."

"Oh, so what." Simon grumbled, clutching his skull and rubbing his temples. "I mean, I get it, your life's been kinda shit. I would empathize, but you've recently tried to murder me, so my capacity to care about you is limited. But you know what, you son of a bitch?" Simon groaned, coughing up what appeared to be tar. Dammit. He's getting stronger. The wizard wiped the liquid away, smearing it across his face. He continued, his voice pained, "But at least you've always been in control of yourself. You couldn't do crap about your world, but your body was your own. Me? I've had a goddamned evil homicidal wizard living in my mind since I was a kid. That was who hit you--I was the one who ensorceled the chips, but that was in case I got hungry--and so you're right. I'm not innocent. I haven't owned my own soul in decades. And despite that, despite my insane roommate, I'm still doing better than you. I might be possessed, but at least I don't brag about murdering people. Hell, I don't think I've ever killed someone. Although you make it hard to keep my record, and I suggest you simmer down before I get very pissed."

While the rest of the group of time travelers continued arguing down the hallway, Kylie and the two remaining (what she believed to be, now) sane people led the way, silently, to the war room. It wasn't hard to find, just go to where they imagined the center of the castle to be. After a lot of turns, and hiding from wandering guards, they eventually made it. Inside, they found one very well-dressed man, for the time, and a pair of women. One looked to be a maid, the other seemed to be of some importance.

"Oh, hi." Kylie said, standing in front of the others (who at some point eventually ceased arguing). "We're here looking for an Arthur? You look important."

"Who are y—?" Before he could call for any guards, as he was standing up, Kylie waved her hands and withdrew Merlin's coin.

"Wait wait wait! I can explain! Merlin sent us back in time to talk to Merlin, and the now Merlin said to come to talk to you about who we need to see. We have a... coin... from him, he acted like you would know what it meant." Kylie put the coin on the table, slowly, and tried to slide it to the man on the opposing side. Sadly, it didn't slide well, and ended up being rolled across the table instead. Either way, the man eventually got a hold of it, and looked over the coin carefully.

"This is indeed Merlin's signature... who are you people, exactly?" The man kept the coin, looking suspiciously at the group of strangely-garbed intruders.

"Well, I can't say to speak for all of us," Kylie said, distinctively eyeing Salis. "But I'm a superhero. And I'm here to catch someone who's been attacking me, and he came from the past." Kylie extended a green spectral hand from her right hand, across the table to the man. "My name's Kylie Perceval, and I'm looking for my ancestor, a knight from the round table."

"Perceval's seed?" The man replied, surprised at the words as well as the hand. Though he did not decline to shake it. "Well, I can't say I expected this, but it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Arthur, King of Camelot."

[Zarkenis Ultima]

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Jamie got into the car alongside Cora once it had been decided that they would drive to the prison, not really minding. She was fairly certain they could get there faster if they just walked or if the others allowed her to get a faster vehicle, but iit didn't really matter. Cora didn't seem to be in that much of a hurry despite being so determined to address the issue, so she figured it was alright. With that in mind, she leaned back on her seat, listening to the others converse. At first, she wasn't really sure what to say, as she wanted to be honest but 'I decided to join because you have a badass TV' was unlikely to be seen in a positive light by the others... or at least, not by Cora. Then, it seemed, Cora and Marybeth seemed to be caught up in their conversation, and so, not wanting to interrupt, Jamie merely sat back, listening intently at the tale of how the Justice Queens came to be. It seemed like a pretty silly story, but all things considered, it seemed to fit the group well. They weren't very serious most of the time, even though they took their mission seriously, and while she hadn't yet begun to think of them as family, perhaps she would, in due time.

Hearing Marybeth's last few comments, though, Jamie frowned. "Of course we're getting the kids out, that's why we're going there in the first place." The black-haired girl thought to herself, leaning forward a little, though she said nothing. She wasn't sure why Marybeth wanted them to split up, and she had played enough videogames to know that plans like that often just caused more trouble than they saved, but Cora seemed to be fine with the plan, so, not thinking it was a good idea to speak up, Jamie said nothing. Hearing that Cora had a contact in prison though, she couldn't avoid chiming in. "Woah, you know somebody in jail?" She asked the tall redhead, a little surprised. "Jeez. Why does everyone know cool people except me?"

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Kirisvala smiled softly upon hearing Mars' words of encouragement, and nodded at him, but her smile soon faded slightly when he heard him comment that the Álvarez had managed to escape, despite everything the group had done to capture them. She frowned a little, seeing Mars' guilty expression, and moved to place a claw on his shoulder as if to comfort him, though she did it gently, still somewhat apprehensive about accidentally hurting her friends, even though she knew that it was unlikely to happen when she could handle pretty delicate tasks just fine with her claws. Thankfully, her experiences with the rest of the team, and especially Mars, had caused said apprehension to slowly fade away.

"Mars, you don't have to blame yourself. We're a team, you don't have to carry the burden of this mission alone." The Hadrian spoke softly. "Besides, we'll have another chance, and I'm sure we'll do better than we did now, so try to relax and don't think about it too much, okay?" She said. After that, the pink-haired girl simply stared at Mars for perhaps too long, before looking down to the side, blushing slightly. "I, um, I think I should head to my room. I'll see you later." Kiris spoke hastily, before walking towards the door. Before leaving, she turned around.

"I'll see you later, Rin, Ava." The girl said a tad more cheerfully, before exiting the command room, heading straight to her bedroom. Her nose picked a strange scent as she went up on the elevator, and it grew stronger as she walked through the hallways, but she tried to ignore it. As she opened the door to her room, however, she was very surprised to see that everything was pink. Now, in ordinary circumstances, that was fine. Her walls were already pink, after all, but the problem here was that everything seemed to be pink, including her bed.

"...Where's my mirror...?" She wondered aloud as she walked in, trying to think of who did this. She doubted it was a prank, as nobody in the team came across as the type of person to pull that off and most of them had been on the mission anyways. But as she mulled over this, she happened upon her dressing table. "Oh, there it is." She spoke, and then let out a little sigh as she set to the task of scraping the paint off the mirror.

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When the light from the blast faded, if he looked up, Prototype would be able to see something approaching from the sky, a light that seemed to be not far from the planet, rapidly approaching. As it came closer and closer, it seemed to grow in intensity, but eventually, it became evident that the object was much farther than it appeared to be initially, for the light continued growing with no signs of stopping, until it came to rival the sun. Right about then, however, it pierced the atmosphere, likely causing all sorts of messy climatological consequences throughout all of New Namek due to it, and began diminishing in power. It still carried a lot of energy, and so, as it crashed into a nearby mountain, it left only a crater and a massive cloud of dust in its place.

Not too long after, a white-haired girl with a mechanical arm arrived where prototype had just dispatched a few of Frost's mooks, curious about the blast. Landing not far from him, she had powered down massively after flying away from Earth in search for something interesting and heading to New Namek after noticing a big relative threat level there. Looking at Prototype, her orange eye seemed to flash a big red for a moment as she looked at him intently, but after a moment, it returned to normal, and she frowned.

"Point eight... That's not it..." She mumbled, before approaching him. "Hello. I sensed a pretty big threat level in this planet. Do you know where it might be? It was in the hundreds I think." The girl asked, curious. She spoke again after pausing for a moment. "Oh! That means kinda dangerous, by the way."

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Nelli led the group towards the war room diligently, completely ignoring the bickering between Salis and Simon and only stopping when Kylie did so as well, since she was the one with Merlin's coin and the only plan they had. She did wish the two men who were acting violently against each other would behave, seeing how they were all stuck together in Camelot, but in the end, she supposed it didn't matter. Kylie seemed to be powerful enough to keep them down on her own, and while she figured that stabbing them would end the issue rather easily, she didn't think it would be very welcome by the other three members of the group. They hadn't seen in a positive light how Salis had dispatched a knight, after all.

When they eventually reached the war room, Nelli saw only a man and two women, and looked around, curious. There were a lot of chairs there, so she supposed whatever meetings they held in this chamber simply weren't scheduled for that moment. Looking up at the man who called himself King Arthur, she wondered what kind of things he must've done to be the ruler of someone like Merlin, but she shook those thoughts aside.

"Can you help us, King? I want to go home." The girl with the butterfly wings asked.

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Sarah's eyes went wide once again as she witnessed her attack cause no damage to the wizard. Normally, her tendrils of darkness would at least pierce through his body, and though he did not seem to suffer from damage in the same way normal humans did, as he had demonstrated to be able to talk while being little more than a head during their last encounter, she at least was able to cause some impact. Now, however, her shadows had been utterly helpless against him, displaying the shift in his power and clearing up beyond any shadow of doubt that they were not prepared to deal with him at the time. The eldest of the Grimm sisters did not know how they were going to escape from him this time, as he was far more powerful than before, but she had to think of something. She couldn't allow her sisters to be captured, not when she had personally cared for them for over ten years.

Suddenly, a fireball was shot towards her, and, frozen in place as she was, Sarah could not react. Fortunately for her, she was tackled by John, who landed on top of her, something she would likely have enjoyed were it not for the hardness of the ground and the fact that there was an evil wizard trying to kidnap and/or murder everyone. Afraid of what the wizard would do, she tried to get up, only to see John being caught by his hand, unable to free himself. At this, the pale woman scowled, looking back towards her sisters, who were still near the limousine.

"Sam, get Hannah and Roy out of here, quickly!" She shouted at her younger sister, hoping she would comply, before turning towards the wizard. The tendrils had not worked, but she had to think of something. Usually she would rely on her power over blood and her natural good looks to get what she wanted, but that was impossible in this case, as neither of those things affected the wizard and her few offensive abilities did not seem to damage him either. Even then, she had to try, and so, she exerted her command over the shadows once more, causing them to emerge from the ground and coalesce around her hand, spreading across her entire arm, forming into a gauntlet of sorts which held a large sword. Strengthened by the power of darkness, Sarah brought down the blade on the wizard's stretched arm, hoping to be able to free John with that attack.

"Let him go, you monster!" The black-haired woman screamed.

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Etla stood beside the Astarious siblings, ready to depart to Egypt, when something caught her attention, namely the fact that Cloudy had somehow snuck out of the Cloud on his own... Again. Frowning, the golden-haired girl decided that she would have to remove the chip she had installed on him earlier while playing around with her Tech Core. It was a Core-based dimensional manipulation system, which she had put on Cloudy so that it could get into the Cloud if he ever found himself in danger, but it had the unfortunate side effect of allowing two-way transit to her storage dimension, meaning that he could leave whenever he wanted, too, even if it was against her will.

However, far more surprising than any of this was the fact that the mechanical rabbit soon began speaking, the voice coming from it being quite far from what one would expect from a cute little mech bunny. Etla was very confused at first, but when she recognized the voice, she smiled widely. It was the voice of her boyfriend, Craig, and she was very happy to hear from him. He was usually busy working on something or other, and when he wasn't, she happened to be out doing things, so they had not spent a lot of time together since the forming of Travenios, but even then, she was delighted to hear his voice, her already bright emerald eyes appearing to shine brighter still.

Now, the truth was that there wasn't much of a conversation between the two of them, as Craig's call had been limited to informing her of an invasion of Earth, which she recognized as a Bad Thing, and the main invasion points, along with what was basically an invitation to go get involved and kick some ass. The Rainborn grinned again at that, as a good fight was one of the things that she loved, and the person that she loved had kept that in mind, which made her feel giddy. Putting her hand to her chin, she tried to remember where exactly was Chad, inadvertently ignoring all of the information that Cloudy displayed while at it. Fortunately for her, she managed to remember soon enough, as she had been trying to study geography in order to beat a silly online test, but by then, Cloudy was done. Ignorant to the bounty of intel she had missed, she turned to the Astarious siblings.

"So, that was my boyfriend, and he kind of wants me to help with some stuff. I'll have to catch up with you two later. Good luck!" She said to them, but before she was able to fly off, Serene grabbed her arm.

"Wait. We'll go with you. It's the least we can do." The blonde human said. Etla was slightly confused, and so, she looked at Darian, who merely nodded in confirmation.

"Earth is our home, so we want to help. Besides, Egypt and Chad are both in Africa, aren't they?" He pointed out. Etla blinked.

"They are?" She asked sincerely, before remembering. "Oh, yes, of course they are! Alright then." The Rainborn stated. Standing in between the siblings, she placed a hand around Serene's waist and did the same with Darian, before lifting off, the power of the Star Core allowing her to carry them and take to the skies rather easily.

After flying for a bit, she arrived in Africa, and headed to a suspicious-looking area until eventually she found herself in the heart of a thundering hell, lightning pouring from the skies like drops of rain. Etla erected a shield of light around herself, mainly to protect the siblings from the lightning, and then swooped down. The moment she landed, an enormous wave of light washed over the surrounding area, annihilating everything nearby. Thankfully the area was relatively deserted, so the only things destroyed were some Dathomiri footsoldiers and a few plants. Darian and Serene were unharmed, thanks to her protection, and the golden-haired girl soon dropped them, before looking around.

"Craaaaaig?" She called out, wondering where he was. She did not seem very interested in the Dathomiri troops, yet.

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Jamie grinned widely as she saw Jylt be blasted away by the power of the Zero Laser, landing outside the tournament building and then flying off into the sky, clearly not willing to draw the ire of the mysterious defender of justice any longer. Placing a hand on her waist, she simply watched the empty space for a moment, proud of herself. Truth be told, she had been slightly miffed when she noticed that another superhero had arrived from out of nowhere, nevermind that it happened to be her fellow finalist. Seeing that she had been necessary in order to drive off the monster, however, filled her with pride. She was happy to notice that she had been useful after all, and so, when Luna thanked her for helping out, she simply smiled and nodded back, chuckling slightly. It was alright to show off, she thought. After all, she tended to do that herself all the time with videogames.

Seeing Luna attempt to copy the design of the Powered Armorsuit used by a certain spacefaring bounty hunter, however, the girl known as Final Boss frowned. She didn't enjoy seeing the green-haired woman attempting to replicate the technology, since using weapons and other equipment from videogames was her thing, but fortunately for her, and much to her amusement, Luna's copy failed miserably, unable to fire even once. Jamie rolled her eyes beneath the magic shades as she listened to the woman voice a list of reasons of why the arm cannon shouldn't even have worked the first time, calling it crap and seemingly taking the opportunity to flaunt her intellect a bit. Truth be told, she didn't even know what Luna was supposed to be. Some sort of engineer? Sure, her weapons were impressive, but there were at least half a dozen geniuses running around with fancy tech out there nowadays. One had even made some of her favorite videogames, though she tried not to play them too often.

"Well, I don't really care about all those things that you just said, but if you want an answer, I'll give you one." The black-haired girl spoke, placing the arm cannon against her waist as her free hand pulled back her hoodie. "You're simply not cool enough to use one of these. Only badass girls get to use them. Like Samus Aran. And me." She stated. Just about then, the consequences from the use of the Zero Laser kicked in, and though Jamie wasn't wearing any power armor that could get blown apart from the massive recoil (which hadn't affected her in the first place), her arm cannon was totally a part of the suit, and so, it fell apart into pieces, which disappeared immediately upon touching the ground. Chuckling, the girl shook what few metal bits remained off of her arm. It was fine, she thought, since she could create another on a whim. She could create the entire Power Suit, as well, but she didn't want to do so. It would not add to her reputation as the Final Boss if she took down a villain while looking like an actual videogame character, after all. Besides, she didn't look good in a Zero Suit. She much preferred hoodies.

"Anyway." She carried on, walking closer to Luna and shoving her now free hand into her purple jacket's pockets. "I have to say you've got some pretty nice moves, Luna. How come I've never even heard of you?" She asked.

[Charmera]

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Sarah's eyes went wide once again as she witnessed her attack cause no damage to the wizard. Normally, her tendrils of darkness would at least pierce through his body, and though he did not seem to suffer from damage in the same way normal humans did, as he had demonstrated to be able to talk while being little more than a head during their last encounter, she at least was able to cause some impact. Now, however, her shadows had been utterly helpless against him, displaying the shift in his power and clearing up beyond any shadow of doubt that they were not prepared to deal with him at the time. The eldest of the Grimm sisters did not know how they were going to escape from him this time, as he was far more powerful than before, but she had to think of something. She couldn't allow her sisters to be captured, not when she had personally cared for them for over ten years.

Suddenly, a fireball was shot towards her, and, frozen in place as she was, Sarah could not react. Fortunately for her, she was tackled by John, who landed on top of her, something she would likely have enjoyed were it not for the hardness of the ground and the fact that there was an evil wizard trying to kidnap and/or murder everyone. Afraid of what the wizard would do, she tried to get up, only to see John being caught by his hand, unable to free himself. At this, the pale woman scowled, looking back towards her sisters, who were still near the limousine.

"Sam, get Hannah and Roy out of here, quickly!" She shouted at her younger sister, hoping she would comply, before turning towards the wizard. The tendrils had not worked, but she had to think of something. Usually she would rely on her power over blood and her natural good looks to get what she wanted, but that was impossible in this case, as neither of those things affected the wizard and her few offensive abilities did not seem to damage him either. Even then, she had to try, and so, she exerted her command over the shadows once more, causing them to emerge from the ground and coalesce around her hand, spreading across her entire arm, forming into a gauntlet of sorts which held a large sword. Strengthened by the power of darkness, Sarah brought down the blade on the wizard's stretched arm, hoping to be able to free John with that attack.

"Let him go, you monster!" The black-haired woman screamed.

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"You wound me with your words Sarah." The Wizard taunted. "Funny, as you have not yet harmed me with your paltry powers."

Suddenly there was a savage growl as a black form seemed to appear as if from out of nowhere. <"Eat claw creep!"> The black form seemed to belong to Hannah, whom seemed to have a Pantherlike grace to her. She attacked the wizard, looking to sever the arm which held her sisters boyfriend. She swiped at him, only for the wizard to duck out of the way. Hannah followed up with other strikes, but none of them seemed to land, the wizard seeming to have some sort of magical celerity, or perhaps he was predicting her swipes before she made them somehow. Then Hannah felt a force collide with her as she slid backwards, growling. She vanished once more, seeking to find another opening to attack and free John.

He's got all sorts of spells. And he seems to have learned a few new tricks.... This is going to be tough.

[Siliarba]

Jamie grinned widely as she saw Jylt be blasted away by the power of the Zero Laser, landing outside the tournament building and then flying off into the sky, clearly not willing to draw the ire of the mysterious defender of justice any longer. Placing a hand on her waist, she simply watched the empty space for a moment, proud of herself. Truth be told, she had been slightly miffed when she noticed that another superhero had arrived from out of nowhere, nevermind that it happened to be her fellow finalist. Seeing that she had been necessary in order to drive off the monster, however, filled her with pride. She was happy to notice that she had been useful after all, and so, when Luna thanked her for helping out, she simply smiled and nodded back, chuckling slightly. It was alright to show off, she thought. After all, she tended to do that herself all the time with videogames.

Seeing Luna attempt to copy the design of the Powered Armorsuit used by a certain spacefaring bounty hunter, however, the girl known as Final Boss frowned. She didn't enjoy seeing the green-haired woman attempting to replicate the technology, since using weapons and other equipment from videogames was her thing, but fortunately for her, and much to her amusement, Luna's copy failed miserably, unable to fire even once. Jamie rolled her eyes beneath the magic shades as she listened to the woman voice a list of reasons of why the arm cannon shouldn't even have worked the first time, calling it crap and seemingly taking the opportunity to flaunt her intellect a bit. Truth be told, she didn't even know what Luna was supposed to be. Some sort of engineer? Sure, her weapons were impressive, but there were at least half a dozen geniuses running around with fancy tech out there nowadays. One had even made some of her favorite videogames, though she tried not to play them too often.

"Well, I don't really care about all those things that you just said, but if you want an answer, I'll give you one." The black-haired girl spoke, placing the arm cannon against her waist as her free hand pulled back her hoodie. "You're simply not cool enough to use one of these. Only badass girls get to use them. Like Samus Aran. And me." She stated. Just about then, the consequences from the use of the Zero Laser kicked in, and though Jamie wasn't wearing any power armor that could get blown apart from the massive recoil (which hadn't affected her in the first place), her arm cannon was totally a part of the suit, and so, it fell apart into pieces, which disappeared immediately upon touching the ground. Chuckling, the girl shook what few metal bits remained off of her arm. It was fine, she thought, since she could create another on a whim. She could create the entire Power Suit, as well, but she didn't want to do so. It would not add to her reputation as the Final Boss if she took down a villain while looking like an actual videogame character, after all. Besides, she didn't look good in a Zero Suit. She much preferred hoodies.

"Anyway." She carried on, walking closer to Luna and shoving her now free hand into her purple jacket's pockets. "I have to say you've got some pretty nice moves, Luna. How come I've never even heard of you?" She asked.

Luna

"You've probably never heard of me because I'm new in town, and new in the country, new in the continent to, and also new on the planet. So is Jylt, the beast you just blasted away, he's a clever little bastard, I thought I'd get rid of him by moving to a planet as primitive as this one. Guess I can't lose him that easily, but at least here there's people strong enough to help me fend him off so I'll call that a win, sort off." Should I tell her about my home planet, that might raise suspicion, ah whatever who cares it's more fun and more credible if I say more, just not say to much. Rather not have her think I'm insane, people always end up believing I'm insane when I talk to much.

"You wouldn't have heard of me unless you know about the planet Darlya, or as your planets database calls it zzx5389tf5114 in sector xn556, you guys need a lot more imagination when naming the planets you discover, the current system makes it sound boring. Oh, and about not being cool enough to use that thing you had." Time to show off a bit, I created the arm cannon she had again a second time but implemented it with a power core which formed on my back, removed the unnecessary parts and replaced the front with a lens that would bundle the energy in a beam. I then aimed it at the sky and fired a laser looking similar to the one Jamie just fired "Now, it works! Once a stable power core is implemented the system can harness it's energy which it runs through the internal power lines which force the energy in the frontal lens which cause a buildup that will only be released when the frontal shielding is removed which forces the energy to bundle through the ever-growing opening and then fires. I still have no clue how you did it without the necessary parts, I'm assuming magic."

I then began to giggle a bit "Sorry, I'm competitive, probably why I liked the video game thing on this planet."

[Finland SSR]

The Ultimate Majin

Part Seventeen: Digestion

Itaku

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The last thing I heard on Earth was the Supreme Kai screaming in my mind, before I reopened my eyes and found myself in a whole new world.

Everything was so... bubbly and pink, with flows of green acid and other liquids all over the place. I would call it a cave, but it seemed very much alive. The tight walls were slowly expanding and contracting, and there were pieces of chocolate, candy and other sweets floating around, covered in what looked like tiny green specks. It's weird - I can sense so many people here, all around me, yet can't make out where they are. It's like they're infused with the scenery... I dropped my energy shield and stopped floating, stepping down on the moist and stretchy ground, my feet immediately sinking down a little. It's like I'm walking on bubblegum. A huge piece of bubblegum.

Thankfully, it's not sticky, and the air isn't toxic. So that's good. I guess I should first inform Frank that I'm okay. Alright... establish telepathic mind link... Hey, Frank!

Huh? I-Itaku?

I'm alright. I put up a shield right before he absorbed me, and it looks like... I'm inside him.

So you're alright? Do you need any help? Buu's just standing here and looking down...

I think I'm safe for now. I don't think he knows I'm here.

You know, it's rude to talk about someone when he's in front of you.

Huh? It was Zen Buu - he intercepted the link! And now, the pink goo in front of me was starting to form the Majin's upper body. Frank, I'll call you back. I quickly closed the mind link, transformed into my light green Super Heran form and only barely avoided one of Buu's elongated punches by leaping upwards. The sense of safety was pretty misleading, though, as the ceiling quickly formed a fist and jabbed me in the back. Darn... I can't fight him like this! He's everywhere, and I have to make sure he doesn't absorb me... But, as the Supreme Kai said, if I get the victims out if his body, he'll weaken!

I fired an energy blast at the Buu, but he just deflected it. Darn, I can't focus on the locations of the victims in this form... nor can I fight off the monster and start exploring it the old fashion way with this little power. I'll have to transform further! I clenched my fists and immediately powered up as hard as I could. The greenish aura turned rainbow-colored, my hair changed to aquatic blue and the skin to incredibly light green. Huh... this time, the transformation was quicker and far less violent. Maybe it's an ability of the old Kai's potential unlock.

The copy of Buu suddenly appeared in front of me and threw a powerful jab with his left hand, but I dodged it. Inside his stomach, he seems weaker than the original, though still incredibly powerful. I sent a few strong strikes to the chin and chest, then finished him off with a vaporizing energy wave. A new clone formed moments later, then a few others to spare. He might be weaker here, but he can seemingly multiply en masse. Not good.

He will just wear me down until he gets my- Ah! I barely dodged a flow of pink goo from the ceiling by stepping to the side. See, that is what I meant. If I didn't evade that, I would've been absorbed and the story would be over.

"You're not going anywhere." Buu suddenly spoke. "Enzymes! Digest her like the rest!"

The thousands of green specks around us suddenly stopped in their tracks and started flying towards me at full speed. Oh, so that's what those bean-like things were supposed to be... I punched and kicked back the first few, but then one of them attached to my back and turned into liquid. AH! It's like he's trying to melt through my skin! A dozen others started covering me in their thick green sludge. They didn't say anything about this in biology classes! Darn... I can't get out, and the burn is starting to get really annoying... especially with Buu laughing at me all this time!

Enough! I said ENOUGH! With those words, I unleashed a huge explosive wave that immediately blew away and vaporized the thousands of enzymes floating around me, including the ooze. The burst also blasted through a large portion of Buu's intestines. Phew... I think we're cool. I completely killed his digestive system, but we're cool. And with so many layers of his body destroyed, ripped apart and no longer obstructing my ki sense, I can finally make out where all those victims are supposed to be - at the very top of the body, somewhere in the brain area.

By this time, Buu's innards had completely regenerated. How could I forget. But now, I at least have an idea where to go. Okay, let me remember the biology class correctly - that is, assuming Buu's body is in any way similar to the anatomy of a Heran, which is a very big assumption, to be honest. I mean, he is a walking talking piece of chewed up bubblegum.

Rude.

Shut up, Buu. You're not involved in this anymore.

You are quite literally inside me. I'm feeling pretty involved in this 'act'.

...Stop it! Wait, is that a blood vessel? The one a little bit to the left. Yeah, it's contracting and expanding, and pieces of food and passing through the membrane! I approached it, cut opened it with an energy blade and flew inside, immediately shooting upwards. If I remember correctly, the aorta leads to the heart, and then we can-

Huh? A ball of white goo passed nearby and hit the membrane of the vessel, exploding. I looked back to see a group of white cells speeding after me. Oh, right, white blood cells and antibodies. I suppose I count as a foreign body to them. The little white specks kept firing the "bombs" at me, and I rather easily dodged all of them. One did stick to my hand, but I brushed it off by shaking it a little. Get lost, you freaks! I fired a few finger lasers, hitting the cells right in the cores and killing them instantly. You see what happens when you try to attack a goddess? Your red brothers are cool with me, and they don't get a laser in their face!

What jerks.

The blood vessel suddenly took a sharp turn, and that's where I'm leaving. I stopped in my tracks, cut through the membrane again and left to find myself in yet another cave-like structure, but this time far more dense, solid, purple and without the rivers of acid. I was really close to the brain, and my ki sense could even make out individual people. Well that's a weird anatomy quirk - I left from the stomach in a vessel, and it for some reason goes right to the brain! Majins. I took the first few steps. The ground was certainly different in composition and looks, and there were dozens of neurons stretching across the room. I leaped over a bunch of them. Looks like there's an edit to the le-

Wait! I see a person! It wasn't a copy of Buu, that's for sure. It was two people - two Earthling looking people, a woman and a child, both looking away from me. What, am I not the only one stuck here? Or... Wait...

"Hey, excuse me, what are you doing here?" I exclaimed. My voice silently echoed across the room. The woman - a pale, slim purple-haired girl with a training bra and shorts - turned around first. I immediately recognized the face. Atiala! She's alive!

"Wow, it's really you, Atiala!" I continued. The boy turned around, too - it was Lucien. They then suddenly transformed - both! Atiala into her Solar Super Saiyan form that the Supreme Kai told me about, and Lucien into Super Saiyan 2. "So, did you manage to resist being absorbed, too? That's great! We only need to rescue the others now!" Something's quite off, though... First of all, I can't sense them, even though they're only a few meters away from me. And second, they're... not really being themselves. Atiala always struck me as quite talkative, and yet she hasn't said even a single word yet! They're just staring at me... angry or something.

And then I barely managed to block a kick of hers. "What are you doing?" I exclaimed furiously. She then attacked me with a barrage of punches, which I managed to dodge fairly handily. Lucien didn't stay behind, and soon attacked me from behind, sending me face-first to the ground. I leaped back up, only to see Atiala fire a barrage of energy blasts. Phew... deflecting, deflecting... backhanding blasts... punching back blasts... Then Lucien threw a jab right at my cheek. No effect. Alright, you asked for it, and I'm sorry, my comrade. I step-kicked the boy into one of the walls, shattering it - for a moment, then it regenerated.

He was still alive, but his frame started to flicker and distort, as if it were a hologram. Yep. It's not them, it's definitely Zen Buu's doing. He's trying to trick me! The fake Lucien jumped back at me, but I simply leaped back and punched the copy right to the cheek. He flickered even more, and soon vanished. It was just a fake, Itaku... don't panic-

Fake Atiala didn't let me catch a break, and blasted me with an energy wave. Strong, but I'm in my god form - she can't compete with that. My finger drew a heptagram, aimed at the hologram, and it soon turned into a massive volley of high-speed magical energy shards, striking and slashing to copy with considerable might. A few seconds later, the clone dissipated, and I ended the barrage.

Well. That happened.

The exit was to the left, right? I leaped towards it and walked out, moving upwards on the top of a giant neuron like a staircase. Don't look down... don't look down... I looked down to see thousands of brain cells tightly packed together. The target must be close. I could even make out Lucien and Atiala's power levels. The real ones. She sure powered up considerably in the Time Chamber. Maybe I could use that someday. Lucien was still the same that he was when we fought Buu together. Okay, Itaku, we shouldn't waste any more time. Buu could be destroying the Universe as we speak.

I stopped walking and started flying, entering the target room just a few seconds later. And...

Oh my Ahura Mazda.

What stood in front me was a massive, nigh-infinite pink room, all tightly packed with column-like cocoons, each one containing one person. The cocoons all stood shoulder to shoulder, and only the faces were showing.

"Welcome to your home, Itaku." a voice reached me from the side. It was Zen Buu - he formed himself in the room. "You can say that this is my little collection. It's grown quite a lot throughout the last seven years, don't you think?"

"You... ugly monster! And what do you even need these people for? No reason at all?" Lucien and Atiala's cocoons were right in front of the entrance, probably due to being one of the newest.

"First of all, rude. Second of all, it's not just for no rea- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" While he was still speaking, I grabbed onto my friends' cocoons and ripped them out of the system, telekinetically holding them mid-sized and coating them in an energy shield to prevent re-absorption. I can't believe that worked. Buu was actually angry beyond belief - that's the first time I've seen him in this mood. He's always so calm and confident... "YOU PUT THEM BACK, YOU IMBECILE!"

"And what if I don't?" I replied. Now I was the cocky one.

"YOU WILL MEET YOUR END, YOU FOOL!" The copy of Zen Buu charged at me and sent his fist across my face, coated in pure anger. Ow... I punched him back with the same amount of force, then fired an energy blast to pulverize him. He immediately reformed himself, with five more clones to spare, and charged at me. I dodged the first few hits, but a few energy blasts and punches later, I was sent crashing to the ground, wounds and burn marks all over. Damn... I can't win like this! I can't win when I'm inside his body! He's the one in control of the fight...

Wait! I just got an idea... My body let out a burst of energy in an explosive wave to blow the Buus away, and then I created two incredibly long energy blades, stretching for thousands upon thousands of leagues, in both of my hands - one for the top and one for the bottom of the cocoons. Now, for part two of the plan...

Frank!

Itaku? You sound like you're in trouble...

I am! I need you to attack Buu at full strength and distract him!

The Buus were reforming, this time thousands in numbers... If this plan fails, I will die.

Now?

NOW!

Mind link over. A quake suddenly shocked the entire room, throwing the Buus all over the place and shaking the cocoons. Now, Itaku... NOW! In a scissors pattern, I rapidly cut through the tops and bottoms of every single cocoon in the room, immediately getting hold of them via telekinesis and putting them under one energy shield. The Buus immediately started to melt down and sink to the ground, with only one of them managing to mutter out:

"You... fool... You have no idea what you awakened!.." before vanishing. The room started to shake, shiver and shrink down, and so did the energy emitted by Zen Buu. It looks like the Supreme Kai was right after all. I aimed my left arm to the wall and fired a massive energy blast at it, creating a huge hole, throwing the massive shield with all the cocoons through it first and leaping after them.

No more intestines. No more green ooze, no more white blood cells, no more Zen Buu. And hello, sunlight!

[The Dark Brotherhood of Deros]

New Namek
What.... What was that?! Those thoughts filled Prototypes mind as he saw the massive energy ball crash down on the surface of the planet. And when the dust cleared, a white haired girl with an arm of metal arrived, and he looked at her suspiciously. She then mentioned someone with a threat level in the hundreds, then she explained that that was dangerous. "Thank you, I would never have guessed that Threat Level meant that they were dangerous." Prototype said sarcastically.

"And to answer your question; no, I have no idea who or what it might be."

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

'This better not be some fucking joke.' Without a second thought, Hiroshi pulled back his arm, muscles tensing before he struck out with his full force, the back of his hand crashing across Adrian's face. The boom that rumbled out from the strike leveled any remaining structures around them, trees and streams nearby stirring and trembling as the shockwave rolled over them.

Breathing angrily for a moment, the Hybrid stared over the path of destruction he'd made. For a moment, he half expected the human to pop up from the rubble and lash out at him like every other fight he had been in.

Hiroshi's anger morphed as he saw a familiar figure land on the outside of the village, his anger morphing into inner panic as he looked over her. She couldn't be here for any good reasons, and the only he could think of was so she could yell at him for coming here instead of searching for Tomia, or maybe she thought he was cheating on her again. Kami, who knew anymore?

" Um... Hey?" Hiroshi offered, awkwardly shifting his feet as his emerald eyes looked over her.

Claudia paused as she moved from a crouch to a standing position, her arms folding as she looked at him. “I thought you were looking for Tomia.” She spoke, a little stern in her tone, but then she sighed, uncrossing her arms, maybe she wasn’t being fair. “What are you doing here Hiroshi? What’s going on?"

Hiroshi:

Lowering his guard, Hiroshi let his fair fall back to black, his eyes timidly looking away.

" Well... Um, this guy here, asked me to train him... So I am?"

He had no idea why he was so nervous. It wasn't very Saiyan at all to shake in your boots while your significant other reprimanded you like a child, but Earth had shown him that there was scarier things then demons and Legendary Super Saiyans. If it was true Saiyans thrived on battle and conflict, then Claudia really shouldn't be to suprised he was here.

[Wombocombo]

Adrian had actually stopped listening to everything around him, excluding the two infront of him. The Saiyan noisily demanding money from him would have to wait, it seemed.
He was really wondering about Hiroshi. Part of him wanted to punch him in the face to throw him back into his rude/angry attitude and another part of him didn't...but that would power him down.
He idly stood and shook from side to side as he 'kept the momentum going' or something along those lines.
"Not to cut things short but weren't we going to find out why everything and everyone is dead or dying? That sounds more important"He grit his teeth.

[New Rob Halfordia]

As the new challengers appeared before Frost, the Arcosian lowered his hand, and the energy dissipated, being reabsorbed into his being. His red locked in on their new target, before Frost suddenly let out a small, continuous chuckle, which began to change into a laugh, echoing across the landscape. The Arcosian held his stomach as he let out the insulting chortle. However, as he slowly began to regain his composure, he looked to see his combatant still as stern faced as before, and was slightly surprised. "Oh..." the Arcosian said, suppressing a chuckle, "You're serious. So be it, but I won't be holding back like I did with the Namek for our brief skirmish. Just give me a second."

As the Arcosian finish speaking, he quickly placed his hands down at his sides, balling them into fists. "You see, I've only been at around 50% of this form's maximum capacity since I got here. Prepare to learn a new definition of hopelessness.", Frost said, a blue aura suddenly surrounding him. A small crater opened underneath the tyrant, and his muscles slightly bulked, but physically, he still looked nearly the same. However, in mere moments, his power had nearly doubled.

Bioelectricity surged around Frost, making high pitched static sounds as it travelled through the air. The galactic ruler had performed the increase in power that took most several minutes in mere moments, and without transformation. However, behind his bravado, part of him worried about the newcomers, given the events on Earth. And his near death at the hands of a mere small female Martian and an Earthling. Last time he allowed the Namekian a free shot, and the power surprised him. These strangers would not be given the same opportunities.

After transforming, Frost looked up for a mere moment, connecting eyes with the rat briefly, before disappearing from sight, moving nearly 15% the speed of light. He reappeared directly the the left of the rat, throwing a punch capable of planetary devastation if unconcentrated.

[The Rebel Alliances]

Ralph the Rat-16-New Namek

The being in front of us, as per tradition immediately judged us by our appearance. Not unusual, size alone would make us seem rather unthreatening. But, after his laughter ceased and he realized that the challenge was real, he accepted. Stating specifically that he would not hold back as he did against the strange green alien. But it was when the monster began powering up, that my eyes flashed, realizing that what we had seen was in fact not his true power. I needed an edge, and there was one technique that I had been practicing lately, but I am not developed in it. I mentally reached out, attempting to probe his mind, not yet advanced enough to physically hurt him, but perhaps I can discover his first move. I cocked my gaze to Chaos, saying nothing, as he slowly nodded from behind his emrald eyes, shifting his liquid body into a puddle. But the next instant, the measure of our fight revealed itself, as in less than an instant, Frost appreared next to where I was standing with a punch that packed enough power to shatter the planet if it connected.

Luckily, I was no longer there.

Having teleported behind him, I barely managed to escape being punched into oblivion. But backing down was not an option. Giving the signal, Chaos slithered his way across the ground and attempted to wrap himself around Frost. The goal being to hold him secure while the rest of us set up our attacks, but I could see it. Doubt had already set in on the faces of my allies, my friends...however, we still sprung our attack.

Solar began to run, reaching speeds in excess of hypersonic. I then began to channel my own telekinetic power around him, increasing his speed immensely. to the point where he would wipe out a city if he collided with one, then as the rest of the team formed a perimeter around Frost. Solar's spindash slammed into Chaos liquid body, naturally Chaos would be unharmed, albeit splattered into a million water droplets. But we all stood with baited breath to see the effect on Frost.

[New Rob Halfordia]

As Frost's punch swung through the air, he brought it to a sudden halt, but the force carried on, carrying a immense amount of kinetic energy across the planet's surface. A massive cylindrical crater, hundreds of feet wide began opening up across the landscape as the force continued to carry itself, sounding like a flurry of atomic bombs as it did. Eventually, where the crater was forming left the sight of the battlefield, yet it still continued, unseen. The clouds above reacted similarly, being whiplashed by intense wind to point they simply ceased to exist, their contents spreading throughout the sky.

As Chaos wrapped his body around Frost, the Arcosian snarled with anger. It was a clever trick indeed, but he would easily break free. That was, until he was immediately slammed by Solar's attack, which he had been all too distracted to notice. A large cloud of dust was kicked up in wake of the strike, obscuring the three warriors from view. In this moment of calm, the Namekian landscape almost seemed peaceful, yet eerily quiet, as the Chaos Force surrounded Frost.

But, this peace was short lived, as the cloud of dust was blown away, along with Solar and the remnants of Chaos, in a potent blast of unseen energy. And, as the dust was whipped away, Frost merely stood, a scuff mark made on his chest. His mask was undeployed and a smile adorned his face, "I have to say," the Arcosian remarked with enthusiasm, "Its been a while since a threat has nearly forced me to push myself this far. Who knows, maybe if you keep this up, I'll give you the honor of being slain to my next evolution. Now, it your move, and you're chance to convince me you're worth the effort."

[The Rebel Alliances]

Ralph the Rat-16-New Namek

The dust cleared, revealing that Frost had hardly been phased by the attack. And that was with Solar's top speeds being amplified by my own psychic power. What else do we have that can rival the destructive power we just unleashed? Barrow can punch through the hardest metals and chew through a mountain. But no actually destroy one. None of Rose's inventions nor robots hold enough power. Chaos cannot grow much more powerful without the Chaos Emeralds which he refuses to use. Ashley's abilities are tornado level at best and we just saw that Solar's speed lacks the necessary punch.

Chaos reformed himself as Solar breathed heavily. Casting a side glance at me, as he nervously asked for direction.

"So, what do we do now Ralph? I cannot manage another strike like that..."

I closed my eyes as I focused on everything that has happened. Seeking some advantage to exploit. My mind flashed images of his missed strike, as I realized the energy released was still travelling across the surface of the planet. If our own strength is not enough, then we will use his own. My mind spoke telepathically so we could keep the plan a secret.

We must keep him centered in the crater, so that the fallout from his last attack will come full circle. If we cannot harm him, I am certain he can.

Ashley cocked a grin. "Worth a try." I agreed silently, it was the best shot we had. At that second, I directed the team mentally, as they began to attack Frost. But the purpose was not to harm him, rather to direct him. Rabbot Rose summoned a squadron of drones to blast away at Frost as Barrow charged like a rampaging bear to strike him. While Ashley forged several tornados to circle around him hoping to keep him isolated from moving too far. Hopefully the flurry of attacks would distract him from our plan.

As they battled Frost, I used my psychic power to levitate hundreds of small rocks which circled about me. Preparing for what I hoped was the end game.

[New Rob Halfordia]

As Frost cleared the scuff on his chest, he felt some wind around him, and came to notice several tornadoes surrounding him, along with a great many drones, blasting away at him. The beams were little more than BB guns to the Arcosian warlord, mere toys. A flick of his hand sent them barreling into the distance with immense force, clearing several of the tornadoes, only for them to be replaced almost immediately.

Suddenly, one of the Chaos Force members charged Frost, this one significantly more physically imposing than the rest. Despite striking like a rampaging locomotive, the Arcosian merely grabbed the bear's arm. One solid strike is all it took to create a gut wrenching crack, and bend the Barrow's arm in such a way that would cause most people to pass out from the pain. Still gripping the bear's arm, Frost suddenly threw a vicious, but less than lethal punch at Barrow's chest, sending him careening into a near by cliff face at incredible speed.

The warlord turned his gaze to Ashley, who was summoning these tornadoes. Lifting his hand, Frost pointed his finger at the hedgehog with a sickening smile, and fired a beam which moved at incalculable speeds. It pierced the shoulder of the hedgehog, another less than lethal shot, yet incredibly painful and debilitating. As the hedgehog dropped to the ground and the tornadoes ceased to be, Frost shifted his gaze to the rat, lifting his hand and taking aim once more, only this time, aiming for the heart.

However, something momentarily beckoned his attention. The tornadoes had ceased, yet the sound of heavy wind continued, as if they were still raging. It was almost like time slowed down as Frost slightly tilted his head to the left, his eyes widening for but a moment, as his body was suddenly whiplashed by the massive shockwave he had generated earlier, throwing up a blizzard of dust, creating a wall between him and hedgehogs. As he attempted to stay planted to the ground, the force of the shockwave began to physically pain him. This was the breaking point for Frost, the point where the group of animal like creatures ceased to be entertaining, and became an annoyance.

A pulse of energy shot through the air as Frost released a angry, bone chilling yell, and the shockwave suddenly dissipated, though the cloud of dust remained in its wake. The planet began tremoring violently, as waves of immense energy surged through it to the core, creating fissures on the surface which could potentially spam for miles. Another pulse of energy fired out, this one physically clearing the cloud of debris which had surrounded Frost. Upon being cleared, a ball of purple energy floated in the air just above where Frost had stood, seemingly concealing the tyrant.

Trillions of watts of bioelectricity surged around the sphere, cutting through the ground where they flew, hissing like an angry beehive. As the planet continued to shake, the magnetic field of the planet began to slightly warp and shift, as the sheer power being emitted simply bent it to its whim. And then, suddenly, as the ball of energy lowered, the planet ceased shaking, and the magnetic field returned back to its normal form. The bioelectricity began to simmer down, as the ball of energy simply faded away, revealing what had truly occurred. Frost stood on the burnt and scarred ground, his new form revealed to the Chaos Force, it's power dwarfing the previous forms. "So..." the revitalized tyrant said, in a noticeably deeper voice.

"Any last words?"

[New Neros]

Messiah Complex
Act I | Part I

Cathedral Terra
Mad City (Paragon District)

Morningstar the mighty! Morningstar the unerring! Morningstar the unassailable! To you we give praise! We are but Parahumans, writhing in the filth of our moral corruption! While you have ascended from the realm of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once Para! Aye! And as Para, you said, "Let me show you the power of Maxwell Morningstar, born of Michael Morningstar, who sowed life into gods! I breathe now, in loyalty, and reshape this land which is ours. I do this for you, Parahumans, for I love you!" Aye, love. Love! Even as Para, great Maxwell cherishes us. For he sees in us, in each of us, the future of Madworld! The future of the Parahumans! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of deceit! Maxwell is the true God-King! Ascended from science, to rule our earthly realm! The very idea is inconceivable to our oppressive enemies! Sharing the heavens with us? With Parahuman? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on this Earth! Today, the refugees take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? Do the refugees take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives? And what does the World do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The United Nations enforces the will of the Registration overlords! Against its own people! So rise up! Rise up, children of Madworld! Rise up, Travenios! Embrace the word of mighty Morningstar, he who is both Para and Divine! For we are the children of Para! And we shall inherit both the Heavens and the Earth! And we, not the Mutants or the Inhumans, will rule the globe! Forever! Beautiful and powerful Maxwell! We, your worthy servants, give praise! For only through your grace and benevolence may we truly reach freedom! And deserve our praise you do, for we are one! Here you ascend the corruption of registration, you walk among us, great Maxwell, not as Para, but as God King! Trust in me, Parahumans! Trust in the words of Andile Jack, for I am the chosen of Maxwell! I alone have been anointed by the Mad King to spread his holy word!

A very passionate, endearing speech by Andile Jack, one of the leading orators of the religious and political cult known as Sol Invictus, as he spoke to a crowd of thousands outside of Cathedral Terra - Maxwell’s Royal Palace within Paragon. Supporters of the Sol Invictus movement have formed a religion praising their King as a God, and their movement grows strong as many flock to the ideas presented on their platform as a backlash against the refugee crisis plaguing Madworld. That same backlash has formed opposition parties, movements who demand free and fair elections and the dissolvement of Darwinist Absolutism within the Kingdom. Overlooking the rally from a massive window, the Parahuman King stood with his arms crossed over his chest, judging the populace below. “A God, they call me.”

“A King, everyone else calls you.” Val Valentine responded, Maxwell turning his head from the large crowd that he leered over to look at his Queen-Consort. She was dressed in her usual attire, standing beside the Mad King’s throne with a distasteful look. “It’s not like you need more arrogance to drum up your ego. I’m honestly surprised that you haven’t elevated yourself to an Emperor in response to Xander.”

Maxwell smiled, “Understandable. I do think awfully highly of myself. With reason, no?” He spoke, turning and walking towards Val and his throne. “I rule over a nation of men who are fundamentally better than humans in all ways. I command the most powerful army on Earth, superhuman or not. I wield the Morningstar Equation, a universal heat-death sink.” He listed, walking up the steps to his throne and seating himself, slouching forward as he did so.

“Not making too much of a case for yourself, here.” Val responded. “The Civil War looms and the refugee crisis is taking it’s toll. Otto will not shut up about how it’s impeding our rebuilding efforts, and how international diplomacy was effectively crippled by the move. Would a God intervene? Would a King? You’re dragging us into a conflict we had no right to be in.” Val protested further, Maxwell starring on ahead through the window at the crystal blue sky. “Well?” She demanded.

“You may be right, Valenti-”

“May. You said I may be right.” Val interjected, her anger flashing, “You don’t know everything. We’re following statistics and you’re just running around doing whatever the fuck you want, and we have to just keep up with it.” She said through gritted teeth. “It’s almost like you don’t even fucking care, you just want to lord around and be above everyone else.” Maxwell slid his eyes over to Val, looking at her sideways.

“And?”

With that, Val simply left without another word, storming off from the King’s side, afraid that she’d lose her temper completely and knock his royal teeth in. Maxwell could feel the raging energies within her, but made no comment on it as she left. Rather than even stay within the Palace, Val opted to leave and get some fresh air, somehow finding herself walking along the beaches of Madworld after some hours. The sun was already setting, the sky taking an orange color, and the Mad Queen gazing out at the sea and sunset. “I wish you’d come home.” She said, holding her voice back a bit as she whispered.

A flash of her little brothers’ smile went through her mind, the young Para leaving Madworld over a year ago to pursue his career in vigilantism. Most were against the move, but Rip Valentine left abruptly, and was only heard of sparingly since then. With the ongoing Registration Movement and the hunt for non-registered heroes, she figured Rip would return to Madworld, but he’s gone quiet.

Alone with her thoughts, Val made the decision to go and find her brother and bring him back home kicking and screaming if she had to. She began to float up into the air, the sun dipping further in the horizon as she did so. Looking back, she took a last, long look at the island and the cityscape, second guessing her desire. Val tucked her chin in and looked down at the sea, turning away from Madworld, and flying off to go find Rip Valentine, her little brother. Jump Man.

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Section 19 Refugee Camp
Abandoned Isel Manufacturing Plant

A pair of cloaked men shuffled their way through a large crowd at one of the busier ports within Mad City. Among the arriving refugees, they had to give only a little information and be sent on their way to a refugee camp outside of the city. Hiding their identities was quite the norm, as many came to this land to protect their identities in the first place. Yet, they were did come to seek asylum, they were the last to arrive in a plot to subvert asylum, and rollback the Morningstar Dynasty.

The duo, concealed in brown nondescript robes and hoods, managed to find their way to an abandoned warehouse after being settled in a camp, tearing off their concealing garments to reveal their stern and stoic faces. They looked like brothers, one being taller than the other, but as they spoke, they held little to no emotions. “Their Knights are sloppy.” One said, and in the same voice, his companion replied, “Our arrival is the beginning of Phase 2.”

Before the brothers were five other shadowy figures, who looked upon the duo with nonchalance. Four to their immediate front, and another at the far back. The furthest one spoke, with a raspy and deep voice, which sounded as if it were holding back anger and resentment. “Our recon was complete two days ago. We were ready to move out yesterday, but I suppose now will work just as well. Our targets are well-known and they will be hard to take out.” He said, walking from the shadows into the pale moonlight shining through a broken glass window.

“But you are my warriors, my six chosen, and I the seventh.” He proclaimed, his features finally able to be seen. “Tonight, the Sovereign Seven will retake our city and our nation. Tomorrow, we will take on the world. It is the destiny of our people to rule, and I will be the herald of such destiny.” Sovereign proclaimed, his followers giving a stern nod of approval. “By sunrise, the Godbreakers will be broken.”