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

[Of The Rnclave]

"Huh. Bye. Don't ever come here again, or you're not going to be leaving. Good job Julie!" He said and put his hand up for a high five. Frost was from his understanding, not going to be much of a threat at least for awhile. "What was that? His kidneys? Not the first thing I would have ripped out of him, but him having any parts of him at all ripped out is awesome in my book! I know it was a good idea to have you in the Ultimates! You, literally, ripped Frost a new one! Awesome job!" He said and then noticed that she wasn't exactly happy. Quite the opposite. "Hey... Don't beat yourself up over Frost. Given the chance he was going to do much worse to everyone on this planet, and likely had to many others. He's not dead, but he probably wishes he was." Alex said and offered her his hand.

Hiroshi laid back, the battle was won for now, perhaps he'd find Frost later and get him back for breaking his jaw, then he'd get back whoever those demons belonged to, they bit me in the face!

"Alex is it? Do you know where I can get my face healed? A desperate demon bit a chunk out of my face, before I vaporized him of course, the U.S. Governments gonna hate me for this, I tore apart New York City fighting them. I've gotta find Thr owners of those bastards, Garlic something I think was his name, I dunno." Hiroshi relaxed a bit as he felt the warmth of the sun wash over him, it was nice to get a break, but what had happened earlier still bothered him. He'd felt a power beyond his own, it was like a glass wall held the power away, and he could feel the fiery intensity of it within his gut, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach it.

Huffing he spit into the dust around him.

[The Republic of Atria]

Hiroshi mentioned working for the Government and the bad memories he had doing their bidding. There were a few good ones too. "I've been there. Gets old fast, and they're never grateful for what you do. I've been having, or rather TRYING to have adventures in space. And yet, I keep on winding up back here." He mutters and noticed the nasty facial wound. "Oooh... That looks bad. Sorry man, I usually do my own healing. Wish I could help you." He said and then noticed the strange green distorted man and floated over. "Hey. Are you okay? Sorry... I kind of got caught up in the whole trying to stop an alien from blowing up the world." Alex was an honest man if one thing was certain. The man thing freaked him out ever so slightly.

[Asterdan]

Peter Bennett- 4 Years Ago

"Dude," came Nathan's voice, "Don't drink so much, you're going to end up blacking out!"
"It's my birthday, Nate," Peter replied, trying to keep his balance, "I can do whatever I wa-!"

That's when he blacked out.

Peter Bennett- Today

Peter opened his eyes slowly, trying to figure out where he was. All he could tell was that his leg was trapped under some rubble, and that he couldn't get it off. How long had he been blacked out? He caught a glance of himself in the mirror and noticed the scar running across his face. What happened last night? Where was Nathan and everyone else? Peter sighed, the first thing he had to do was get out of the rubble. He glanced up and saw what appeared to be a golden superhero. Sure, why not.

"Help!" he yelled, as loud as he could, "Help!"

[Kaoiluja]

Hiroshi mentioned working for the Government and the bad memories he had doing their bidding. There were a few good ones too. "I've been there. Gets old fast, and they're never grateful for what you do. I've been having, or rather TRYING to have adventures in space. And yet, I keep on winding up back here." He mutters and noticed the nasty facial wound. "Oooh... That looks bad. Sorry man, I usually do my own healing. Wish I could help you." He said and then noticed the strange green distorted man and floated over. "Hey. Are you okay? Sorry... I kind of got caught up in the whole trying to stop an alien from blowing up the world." Alex was an honest man if one thing was certain. The man thing freaked him out ever so slightly.

"Oh don't mind me. I'm sure my presence is not the most particularly significant detail at the moment." He stated politely. He did not mind the lack of attention. After all, he had done nothing that anyone of a decent disposition would not have done. "Your group here did a marvelous job anyway. I do wish I had gotten here sooner to be of more aid but, as we have seen, it was not needed." He looked to the area that had held the invader a few moments before. "If I may inquire of you, exactly what was it that threatened this planet so? It did seem quite dangerous."

[The Republic of Atria]

Hiroshi mentioned working for the Government and the bad memories he had doing their bidding. There were a few good ones too. "I've been there. Gets old fast, and they're never grateful for what you do. I've been having, or rather TRYING to have adventures in space. And yet, I keep on winding up back here." He mutters and noticed the nasty facial wound. "Oooh... That looks bad. Sorry man, I usually do my own healing. Wish I could help you." He said and then noticed the strange green distorted man and floated over. "Hey. Are you okay? Sorry... I kind of got caught up in the whole trying to stop an alien from blowing up the world." Alex was an honest man if one thing was certain. The man thing freaked him out ever so slightly.

"Oh don't mind me. I'm sure my presence is not the most particularly significant detail at the moment." He stated politely. He did not mind the lack of attention. After all, he had done nothing that anyone of a decent disposition would not have done. "Your group here did a marvelous job anyway. I do wish I had gotten here sooner to be of more aid but, as we have seen, it was not needed." He looked to the area that had held the invader a few moments before. "If I may inquire of you, exactly what was it that threatened this planet so? It did seem quite dangerous."

"It's okay. Can't be everywhere at once right?" He asked his fears alleviated a bit when it appeared that the distorted man was rather friendly. "Oh, thanks. Well, we're always looking for new recruits. We'd be happy to have you aboard. Trust me, there's plenty more life threatening things out there than just that guy." He said and heard someone shouting "help." It was nearby. "One second." He said and used his X ray vision to scan for who was calling out for assistance. "Hold on!" Alex shouted back and carefully lifted the rubble away from the man, or rather young man. "You okay there buddy? Anything hurt? If so I can get you to a hospital." He said and scanned his body, it didn't seem anything was broken, but his genetic code was vastly different from that of a normal human. Alex decided that information should be be kept quiet until he actually met the man.

[Asterdan]

"Oh don't mind me. I'm sure my presence is not the most particularly significant detail at the moment." He stated politely. He did not mind the lack of attention. After all, he had done nothing that anyone of a decent disposition would not have done. "Your group here did a marvelous job anyway. I do wish I had gotten here sooner to be of more aid but, as we have seen, it was not needed." He looked to the area that had held the invader a few moments before. "If I may inquire of you, exactly what was it that threatened this planet so? It did seem quite dangerous."

"It's okay. Can't be everywhere at once right?" He asked his fears alleviated a bit when it appeared that the distorted man was rather friendly. "Oh, thanks. Well, we're always looking for new recruits. We'd be happy to have you aboard. Trust me, there's plenty more life threatening things out there than just that guy." He said and heard someone shouting "help." It was nearby. "One second." He said and used his X ray vision to scan for who was calling out for assistance. "Hold on!" Alex shouted back and carefully lifted the rubble away from the man, or rather young man. "You okay there buddy? Anything hurt? If so I can get you to a hospital." He said and scanned his body, it didn't seem anything was broken, but his genetic code was vastly different from that of a normal human. Alex decided that information should be be kept quiet until he actually met the man.

"I'm fine, thank you though." Peter said as tried to get up, "Just pinned down, it was too heavy for me. You a new a superhero? I don't think I've ever seen you before."

Peter looked around, looking for the bar that he had been at the night before (four years prior). He looked back at Alex, noticing something familiar, but he was unsure of what it was. It seemed as though they had met before, though Peter couldn't remember where. He shrugged the thought off and carried on.

"What's happening?" he asked, confused, "Last night I was at the Bloodhound Pub with my friends, and now I'm here."

Peter had no idea that the Bloodhound Pub had closed two years ago.

Elias

"Ah, Tyrannus, welcome back." said a man in a black suit, "We're going to jump right in, okay? We need you to find ten Energy Gems, or Energems. You're connected to them, you can feel them. You're going to find them, and Mercer will be following and watching. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir." Elias groaned, "One is nearby, anyway."

[The Republic of Atria]

"Getting drunk? But it's like noon. Isn't that an activity usually associated with night? Besides, your blood has well below the minimum level of alcohol to even be illegal to drive." Alex said. "In fact it's like you've never touched a drink in your life. I've heard of that place. A long time ago. Read somewhere that it closed or something. Could be wrong though. I have been a lot lately. I would say maybe you have a concussion that may have lead to amensia... But there's no signs of that in your brain." He said. Now he was confused, the man was clearly telling the truth. "As for what happened, alien invasion. You know that old song and dance. Aliens invade to blow up Earth, we kick them back. Same shit, different day." He enjoyed being the Golden Guardian, to the degree that he felt inside that he WAS the Golden Guardian. Not Alex.

[Asterdan]

"What?" Peter asked, utterly confused.

No alcohol in his blood? The Bloodhound closed? What was that burning sensation behind his eyes? Something strange was going on, and Peter had to figure out what. He looked at the Golden Guardian, a sneaking suspicion creeping into his mind. If he had no alcohol in his blood, and the Bloodhound was closed, maybe he had been out for longer than a night.

"Can I ask you a question, real quick?" he began, "Was yesterday April 24th, 2011?"

[Charmera]

"Huh. Bye. Don't ever come here again, or you're not going to be leaving. Good job Julie!" He said and put his hand up for a high five. Frost was from his understanding, not going to be much of a threat at least for awhile. "What was that? His kidneys? Not the first thing I would have ripped out of him, but him having any parts of him at all ripped out is awesome in my book! I know it was a good idea to have you in the Ultimates! You, literally, ripped Frost a new one! Awesome job!" He said and then noticed that she wasn't exactly happy. Quite the opposite. "Hey... Don't beat yourself up over Frost. Given the chance he was going to do much worse to everyone on this planet, and likely had to many others. He's not dead, but he probably wishes he was." Alex said and offered her his hand.

Lisa sat there in the air, her eyes focusing off in the distance, not really looking at anything as she thought to herself. She then looked over to Alex. "I'm sorry... Just... It's against most everything I've been taught and I believe in to kill. I know it was nessecary... but surely even Frosts life has some value." She reasoned, "I'm not used to doing that... I don't think I ever want to get used to it." She flashed him a sad smile. "Again, sorry. Don't let me get you down. We saved the world after all..." She said with a nervous chuckle, a little forced but it would help let him know she wasn't completely down. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."

"He's okay... that's good." She replied. She was a little worried she might had traumatized the poor kid, but at least he was alive.She hopped off the table, curling and uncurling her fingers, spreading them out. She felt good... better than before. "Something new?" She asked, curious. She listened to his brief instructions, nodding slightly. She supposed this was a gift of sorts, for her help on Namek and with Lynh, after all it was what she wanted. She thought about powering up, a new feeling overtaking her, unfamiliar but interesting. She saw the Nanobots build around her body, creating a second skin of sorts. After a brief peroid of time, her super form was complete, surrounding her. She looked up and down, staring at her arms and legs and new design. She now had a retractable blade of sorts, and her new skin made her rather taller and more imposing. She new dwarfed the average human, being about 7 feet tall. She didn't need to check her systems to be able to tell she was much stronger now.

"Wow..." She said, clearly impressed. "What can I do now?"

"A lot, I would say." Augustin stated rather clearly and firmly, standing up to eye down the new, super-powered android. He could barely recognize her with this suit, but hey, it's all worth it. "A lot of the work went into improving your spatial abilities, extending their capabilities into even possibly different fields of control. And of course, I tried to make you much more stronger and physically capable than usual. You see, when I first saw what Lyhn had done to you back there - it looked so cruel and gruesome. And really touchy on my heart. I promised myself to never let something like that happen to you again."

Why? No reason. God, I can barely hide it now..

She paused for a moment. "...Thank you." She paused, stretching her newly covered body and inspecting it. "I've felt... under-equipped for the things we've faced recently. I should be able to help you more with this.... superhero stuff." She put a hand on his shoulder. "I promise to do everything in my power not to get hurt, if it upsets you so much. But I also want to help you and Lucien... because it felt just as bad to see the two of you suffer."

She let go of him, looking around. "Is there anyway I can test this? Anything I can test it on?" She wanted to experiment. A new-found drive to now not only understand the things around her, but also understand herself and her abilities.

[The Fallen Jedi]

"Huh. Bye. Don't ever come here again, or you're not going to be leaving. Good job Julie!" He said and put his hand up for a high five. Frost was from his understanding, not going to be much of a threat at least for awhile. "What was that? His kidneys? Not the first thing I would have ripped out of him, but him having any parts of him at all ripped out is awesome in my book! I know it was a good idea to have you in the Ultimates! You, literally, ripped Frost a new one! Awesome job!" He said and then noticed that she wasn't exactly happy. Quite the opposite. "Hey... Don't beat yourself up over Frost. Given the chance he was going to do much worse to everyone on this planet, and likely had to many others. He's not dead, but he probably wishes he was." Alex said and offered her his hand.

Lisa sat there in the air, her eyes focusing off in the distance, not really looking at anything as she thought to herself. She then looked over to Alex. "I'm sorry... Just... It's against most everything I've been taught and I believe in to kill. I know it was nessecary... but surely even Frosts life has some value." She reasoned, "I'm not used to doing that... I don't think I ever want to get used to it." She flashed him a sad smile. "Again, sorry. Don't let me get you down. We saved the world after all..." She said with a nervous chuckle, a little forced but it would help let him know she wasn't completely down. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."

As if right on cue, Arctico's body began to glow with a light blue hue that formed around him, this was an unusual feature for even Arctico to seemingly perform, however, unbeknownst to everyone else but Arctico, it wasn't the Arcosian who was healing himself, but it was an energy from a seemingly remote location that had been healing Arctico's broken down body. As the hue began to heal all of his wounds, starting with the broken bones, the flesh wounds, and then the Internal Injuries and Bleeding within his body, and the first word he silently uttered "I-i'm sorry..." Arctico weakly said, opening his eyes weakly as he turned to look at Julie "Sorry Julie, I didn't mean to have you feel that much pain over me, I shouldn't have jumped into the fight without thinking." Arctico admitted.

[Finland SSR]

"A lot, I would say." Augustin stated rather clearly and firmly, standing up to eye down the new, super-powered android. He could barely recognize her with this suit, but hey, it's all worth it. "A lot of the work went into improving your spatial abilities, extending their capabilities into even possibly different fields of control. And of course, I tried to make you much more stronger and physically capable than usual. You see, when I first saw what Lyhn had done to you back there - it looked so cruel and gruesome. And really touchy on my heart. I promised myself to never let something like that happen to you again."

Why? No reason. God, I can barely hide it now..

She paused for a moment. "...Thank you." She paused, stretching her newly covered body and inspecting it. "I've felt... under-equipped for the things we've faced recently. I should be able to help you more with this.... superhero stuff." She put a hand on his shoulder. "I promise to do everything in my power not to get hurt, if it upsets you so much. But I also want to help you and Lucien... because it felt just as bad to see the two of you suffer."

She let go of him, looking around. "Is there anyway I can test this? Anything I can test it on?" She wanted to experiment. A new-found drive to now not only understand the things around her, but also understand herself and her abilities.

"I understand, Lisa. I understand. You want to help others. And you will be able to, especially with this new set - I won't try to hold you back if you wish so." Augustin said calmly as Lisa explained that she wants to protect them as well. Obviously. I mean, we two were quite beaten down back there... Lisa still had a rather childlike mindset, after all. "Anyway, I myself don't really know what you could do...I mean, Lyhn is beaten, Frieza is beaten... But - no need to frown - we're heroes, remember? Going out and fighting, solving crimes and helping those in peril is our job, after all. I'm sure you can think of a way to find something to do."

Suddenly, his armor ringed, as he got a notification - his armor can function as a phone somehow. Apparently, something really god damn important was going down. Well, I guess he, or in his mind, I, should check it out. "Speaking of... We'll meet again soon, Lisa. I have some stuff to check out and take care of." Augustin simply exclaimed and quickly warped back home.

[Kaoiluja]

"What?" Peter asked, utterly confused.

No alcohol in his blood? The Bloodhound closed? What was that burning sensation behind his eyes? Something strange was going on, and Peter had to figure out what. He looked at the Golden Guardian, a sneaking suspicion creeping into his mind. If he had no alcohol in his blood, and the Bloodhound was closed, maybe he had been out for longer than a night.

"Can I ask you a question, real quick?" he began, "Was yesterday April 24th, 2011?"

"If I may, that was not yesterdays date at all. Should my calculations be correct, and my understanding of your dating system be accurate, yesterday was April 23. It is 2015 currently." The Outworlder cocked his head to the side in concern, and came closer to the man, inspecting him slightly. Something was definitely wrong with him. "Do tell me. Have you had severe headaches lately? Have you had blurred sight or trouble recalling basic knowledge, like your birthday? What about indigestion, any of that?"

[Asterdan]

"What?" Peter asked, utterly confused.

No alcohol in his blood? The Bloodhound closed? What was that burning sensation behind his eyes? Something strange was going on, and Peter had to figure out what. He looked at the Golden Guardian, a sneaking suspicion creeping into his mind. If he had no alcohol in his blood, and the Bloodhound was closed, maybe he had been out for longer than a night.

"Can I ask you a question, real quick?" he began, "Was yesterday April 24th, 2011?"

"If I may, that was not yesterdays date at all. Should my calculations be correct, and my understanding of your dating system be accurate, yesterday was April 23. It is 2015 currently." The Outworlder cocked his head to the side in concern, and came closer to the man, inspecting him slightly. Something was definitely wrong with him. "Do tell me. Have you had severe headaches lately? Have you had blurred sight or trouble recalling basic knowledge, like your birthday? What about indigestion, any of that?"

"2015?" Peter asked, ignoring the other questions, "Four years..."

He staggered backwards as the burning sensation in his eyes grew. Peter fell to the ground, landing in a sitting position as blasts of red energy erupted from his eyes, destroying a nearby car, which had obviously been abandoned in the chaos.

"What the-?!" he began, before burying his face in his hands, "Four years gone, and now I have eye lasers?"

Peter looked up at the Golden Guardian, trying to recall how he knew him. This man looked familiar, but Peter had no idea where he had seen him before. He still couldn't get over the fact that four years were completely missing from his memory.

[The Republic of Atria]

"I can't confirm the actual date, but it is for certain 2015." The man lost four years of his life and developed superhuman abilities. "Calm down. We don't know the extent of your powers. If you get too emotional your body could react in a way that puts people at risk." He said and then used his microscopic vision to examine his genetic code. It definitely showed some signs of being modified. "I hope you don't mind, but I read your DNA. It's definitely been tampered with. By whom I couldn't tell you."

He turned to Julie. "I'm sure that if there was ever a life that had negative value, it was him. I'm not going to lose sleep over someone like him dying. And you shouldn't either. I understand the whole being raised not to kill thing. But sometimes, it's unavoidable and necessary. By killing him, we saved billions of lives. Billions. Is one sacrifice worth billions? Especially one who was the cause of that kind of death? In my mind, if I didn't see everyone as an equal contributor, you would get a promotion." He said and smiled. "Come on. Let's help this guy. You're a telepath. Maybe you can help him."

[Asterdan]

"I can't confirm the actual date, but it is for certain 2015." The man lost four years of his life and developed superhuman abilities. "Calm down. We don't know the extent of your powers. If you get too emotional your body could react in a way that puts people at risk." He said and then used his microscopic vision to examine his genetic code. It definitely showed some signs of being modified. "I hope you don't mind, but I read your DNA. It's definitely been tampered with. By whom I couldn't tell you."

He turned to Julie. "I'm sure that if there was ever a life that had negative value, it was him. I'm not going to lose sleep over someone like him dying. And you shouldn't either. I understand the whole being raised not to kill thing. But sometimes, it's unavoidable and necessary. By killing him, we saved billions of lives. Billions. Is one sacrifice worth billions? Especially one who was the cause of that kind of death? In my mind, if I didn't see everyone as an equal contributor, you would get a promotion." He said and smiled. "Come on. Let's help this guy. You're a telepath. Maybe you can help him."

Peter listened to Alex and tried to calm himself. He remembered his mom and her weird, spiritual meditation crap. She always seemed so peaceful, so he decided to try it himself. Peter closed his eyes and relaxed his body slowly, one muscle-group at a time, then emptied his mind. This peace reached out to the surrounding rubble, his telekinesis kicking in, causing them to float and orbit him slowly. Peter, of course, had no clue this was going on, since his eyes were closed.

"The doctors always said there was something weird about my DNA," he said slowly, "At least, that's what they told Ma every year after my physical when I was a kid."

[The Republic of Atria]

"I can't confirm the actual date, but it is for certain 2015." The man lost four years of his life and developed superhuman abilities. "Calm down. We don't know the extent of your powers. If you get too emotional your body could react in a way that puts people at risk." He said and then used his microscopic vision to examine his genetic code. It definitely showed some signs of being modified. "I hope you don't mind, but I read your DNA. It's definitely been tampered with. By whom I couldn't tell you."

He turned to Julie. "I'm sure that if there was ever a life that had negative value, it was him. I'm not going to lose sleep over someone like him dying. And you shouldn't either. I understand the whole being raised not to kill thing. But sometimes, it's unavoidable and necessary. By killing him, we saved billions of lives. Billions. Is one sacrifice worth billions? Especially one who was the cause of that kind of death? In my mind, if I didn't see everyone as an equal contributor, you would get a promotion." He said and smiled. "Come on. Let's help this guy. You're a telepath. Maybe you can help him."

Peter listened to Alex and tried to calm himself. He remembered his mom and her weird, spiritual meditation crap. She always seemed so peaceful, so he decided to try it himself. Peter closed his eyes and relaxed his body slowly, one muscle-group at a time, then emptied his mind. This peace reached out to the surrounding rubble, his telekinesis kicking in, causing them to float and orbit him slowly. Peter, of course, had no clue this was going on, since his eyes were closed.

"The doctors always said there was something weird about my DNA," he said slowly, "At least, that's what they told Ma every year after my physical when I was a kid."

"Well. It seems you have some sort of telekinetic abilities. To what extent is beyond me. My first guess was mutant, but I didn't see the gene in your genetic code. My next guess is Inhuman. If you want, I can take you there. They probably have more experience with this sort of thing than I do." Alex said. New Attilan. Home to the Inhumans. Apparently they recently came out of hiding. Which was enough for him to gain some curiosity. Tourism was apparently something common. Which meant walking in actually was an option for once. "The best part is, we won't have to have a knock down drag out! In theory at least. Trouble seems to find us no matter where we are. We could try that or if you have a better idea, I'm more than willing to hear suggestions."

[Kaoiluja]

Nathaniel... Nathaniel... No...

Somebody help... Nathaniel...

Nathaniel... Stop it...

shut up and stop fighting... No...

Nathaniel... Let go!! No...

Stay with me... Nathaniel

No... Rebecca No...

Nathaniel... Please No...!



Nathaniel

"REBECCA!!!" A horrified young man sat up straight up, his screaming piercing the midnight calm. He could smell the odor of the sweat that soaked the sheets of his hotel bed. He panted heavily as he gripped his hair. He began pulling in a fury , as if to tear the visions from his broken mind. Then he was silent, tears running down his face. Nathaniel had had this dream many times before. It seemed that his own conscience took joy in his torment for the amount of times it made him relive that fateful day. Truly, the worst day of his life tried to work its way into every second he spent on this earth.

Nathaniel rose from his bed, with only his undergarments worn, and walked to the window to look at the sparkling Springwater City Skyline. Thousands of people bustled outside, even at this time of night. He supposed that it was like the saying went. The city never sleeps, and neither did he. Sleep ment more nightmares. He cupped his face in his hands and massaged his mournful features. It had been two months since he had left the academy, and he could already feel himself drifting back into despair. There he had others who could help him, who could give him solace in his pain. Here, he had no one. When will this end? Will the hurting ever stop?

[Asterdan]

Peter listened to Alex and tried to calm himself. He remembered his mom and her weird, spiritual meditation crap. She always seemed so peaceful, so he decided to try it himself. Peter closed his eyes and relaxed his body slowly, one muscle-group at a time, then emptied his mind. This peace reached out to the surrounding rubble, his telekinesis kicking in, causing them to float and orbit him slowly. Peter, of course, had no clue this was going on, since his eyes were closed.

"The doctors always said there was something weird about my DNA," he said slowly, "At least, that's what they told Ma every year after my physical when I was a kid."

"Well. It seems you have some sort of telekinetic abilities. To what extent is beyond me. My first guess was mutant, but I didn't see the gene in your genetic code. My next guess is Inhuman. If you want, I can take you there. They probably have more experience with this sort of thing than I do." Alex said. New Attilan. Home to the Inhumans. Apparently they recently came out of hiding. Which was enough for him to gain some curiosity. Tourism was apparently something common. Which meant walking in actually was an option for once. "The best part is, we won't have to have a knock down drag out! In theory at least. Trouble seems to find us no matter where we are. We could try that or if you have a better idea, I'm more than willing to hear suggestions."

Peter nodded slowly, before opening his eyes and standing up, watching as the rubble fell to the ground.

"If you think the Inhumans could help, I'm all for it." he said slowly, "And, thank you, Mister... Umm... I'm not sure I got your name."

Peter couldn't be certain, but he felt as though he could trust this man. It helped that he was a hero, and just saved Peter's life, yet he was still a complete stranger to Peter. And yet, there was still that nagging sensation of familiarity. As though they had been kept in the same building for a period of time. Peter pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, this was something he'd deal with later if at all. That's when he noticed his new clothes.

"I don't know what happened over the past four years," he said, chuckling a bit, "But I've got a badass scar and some awesome clothes out of it, so it couldn't have been too terrible."

[New Neros]

-Craig Thomsen

This particular Maxbot was almost indistinguishable from the true Mad King, and like any good stand-in, is determined to make his creator look his optimum. Of course, the robots did not think they there robots at all, in fact, when not directly in the presence of Mad Max himself, they thought they were the Mad King of Ur. To that end, he began to play with a defense in depth as Craig took the charge. The two center backs quickly swept up alongside Craig and aimed for the ball, the sweeper anticipating whatever move Craig was willing to play by charging in.

Behind all of them, watchful and absolutely massive, to the point of absurdity, was Maxwell Morningstar as the goalie. He towers at over seven foot, with close to fifty inches of chest encased in pure muscle. He bounced up and down, stretching himself in anticipation of Craig arriving. Despite his size, he appeared to move just fine and without any apparent signs of being slowed by his incredible figure. Already, just from watching the game unfold, he was still learning about Craig Thomsen. What actions he would take in the game and in real life were perhaps connected, and the Mad King would exploit that end in whatever way he could.

-Corinna Erastos

The Mad King looked around his own technology room, one of many more around the complex, but this particular one more like a workshop than anything. However, his eyes trailed over the Spartan woman. Seeing her in this sort of light was rather...strange though. Something was tugging at Mad Max's physical and mental well-being, something primal and instinctive as well. He looked down. almost ashamed of himself - he was attracted to Corinna. Something about her admiration and appreciation of his inventions and devices, his nation, and even himself. He was conflicted, though, as this feeling was much the same he had for Valerie. However, he brushed them aside completely, and piped up as Corrina spoke to him.

"Ah, yes." He said, "Right around the corner." He said, gesturing for Corinna to follow as he left the room. True to his word, Mad Max rounded a corner and walked directly to a door - it sliding out of the way as he approached in a glorious fashion. Within the door was yet another series of doors, but these seemed more intricate and filled with technological buttons, lights, and such. The entire room was just those two doors, and he turned back to Corinna. "My Meditation Chamber. In here, I can simulate the effects of days passing by in mere minutes, even seconds if needed, as well increase and decrease gravity. It contains stores of my own energy reserves as well, meaning I can visualize past opponents and even conjure ones up for physical exercise."

Maxwell moved over the wall and placed his hand on it firmly, a control screen flipping around as he did so. "Three days, correct? We can be provided with all we need, or absolutely nothing should we choose." He further declared, pressing some more buttons briefly. "There we go. All set up and ready." He approached the twin doors and they too slid open, a bright white light and some fog emerging from within. "After you, my teacher."

[The Republic of Atria]

"It's worth a shot. Do you think you can fly or am I piggy backing you? Oh, you can call me Alex. Or Golden Guardian. Whichever works best for you." He says. Alex wasn't completely certain that the Inhumans would be of any help. But he wasn't a scientist. He could read DNA, but that didn't mean much if he couldn't actually do anything to help the young man. A step in the right direction was a step. Taking him to Doom crossed his mind, but that was quickly shot down. If that didn't work, then he supposed that they could just take him along.

[Asterdan]

"It's worth a shot. Do you think you can fly or am I piggy backing you? Oh, you can call me Alex. Or Golden Guardian. Whichever works best for you." He says. Alex wasn't completely certain that the Inhumans would be of any help. But he wasn't a scientist. He could read DNA, but that didn't mean much if he couldn't actually do anything to help the young man. A step in the right direction was a step. Taking him to Doom crossed his mind, but that was quickly shot down. If that didn't work, then he supposed that they could just take him along.

"I'm not sure." Peter said honestly, "If nothing else, I can see if my telekinesis is strong enough to carry me."

Peter focused on his body, slowly imagining himself rising, weightless like his mind. It wasn't long before he felt himself float off of the ground, and smiled as he floated over to where Alex was.

"It looks like it wor-" he was interrupted by his powers failing, causing him to fall to the ground.

He hit the ground running, however, and ran with superhuman speed to the end of the block and back.

"Well, that didn't work, but it looks like I'm fast, really fast." he said with a sly smirk. "By the way, my name is Peter, Peter Bennett."

[The Fallen Jedi]

After a few minutes, Arctico found himself able to fully move his body around, allowing him to slowly get up, although he did feel some pain that had not been fully healed, Arctico was glad that he had been able to survive the encounter against his Uncle, his newfound courage causing his fear of Frost to wash away near instantly, he had seen how angry Julie was at his apparent death, this even caused Arctico to feel guilty for the Martian. Arctico had never felt much emotions for the Martian, but when he felt her rage, Arctico had wished that he had never fallen in the fight, but there was something else that had been bothering him, the energy that had healed his body, although he could still feel it's presence around the vicinity, he could not track the user of such potent energy, Arctico took a look up to the sky curiously as he continued to wonder who or where that energy had originated from "I know I should be worried about Julie, but I'm more curious about the source of that energy, It wasn't any type of energy that I knew of...." Arctico pondered.

---

Thousands of miles away, within the Himalayas of Western Asia sat the epicenter of this power, an aged old man that sat atop a pavillion, his mind, body, and spirit within a deep session of meditation as a Jade aura surrounded his body, the aura seemingly reaching out to Arctico's body, continuously treating it until Arctico's body had been fully treated. The man then opened his eyes as he took a look out of the pavillion and towards the majestic scenery that was the valley of numerous mountains with a small flowing river through the middle of it. The Wayward Sage let out a peaceful sigh as he grabbed hold of his Overworld Staff with two hands, a small smile gracing his face as a bird landed onto his shoulder "Hello there little bird." The Sage smiled as he brought two finger to the bird, allowing it to jump onto his hand.

The Wayward Sage smiled as he then patted the bird on the head before he then thrusted his fingers forward, the bird taking off flying down into the valley, the man smiled as he then turned away, walking to the steps of the pavillion, where a monk stood waiting for him. As the Sage walked off of the last step, the Monk bowed to him "Master Shimura, good morning." The Monk said before rising from his knees, Shimura smiled as he walked past the Monk "And a good morning to you my friend, It is indeed a great day, the sun shines upon our small nation." Shimura said with a friendly smile, walking towards another flight of steps, looking down upon the Village of his nation with a warm smile on his face.

Shimura walked gracefully throughout the town, with multiple people waving to him as he walked by, and all the while did Shimura's mind remain focused on the Arcosian known as Arctico and the Superhuman known as Alex, both of whom had enough power to destroy planets although the Wayward Sage didn't agree with the Government's involvement in matters such as this, having kept his identity hidden from the outside world, Shimura would always help out those in need, but only if they had pure intentions, considering that his fragile body had weakened him over the centuries, the Wayward Sage found that by deep spiritual meditation and mastery of the Mystical Martial Arts could he preserve his already ancient body, to Shimura this was his way of life, he would help everyone in need whether it would be directly or indirectly, and although he knew how trivial his influence was on events, Shimura still wanted to help those in need in whatever way he could.

[The Republic of Atria]

Alex was impressed with the man's abilities. "Well then I guess I'm not gonna be carrying you. If you want, you're more than welcome to join us. But we will need to find a way to help you breathe in space." He said and floated into the air. "We're heading off the coast of New York. We'll find the city there." He said and shot towards the city, he kept his speed within range of the new man's as to see how he was holding up. His mental state was questionable since he seemingly lost 4 years of his life out of no where. Which was never a good sign. But either he was the most gifted liar on earth, or he was telling the truth. He was leaning towards truth, but it was not completely certain. Alex wanted Peter to join the group for more than one reason, extra firepower, keeping an eye on him, and helping him understand and control his powers.

[Asterdan]

Peter nodded and watched as Alex took off, heading towards New York.

"Why is he so familiar?" he asked himself.

Eventually he shrugged and began running faster than he had ever ran in his life. As he ran, he began to think about friction, and decided to attempt to use his telekinesis to move just slightly off the ground, in an attempt to keep running at super speeds yet reduce the friction to virtually zero. He was amazed that it worked, he figured the physics would be off or his concentration would be too divided or something. Peter was, of course, quite glad that it worked, and made sure he kept pace with Alex.

[Of The Rnclave]

After a few minutes, Arctico found himself able to fully move his body around, allowing him to slowly get up, although he did feel some pain that had not been fully healed, Arctico was glad that he had been able to survive the encounter against his Uncle, his newfound courage causing his fear of Frost to wash away near instantly, he had seen how angry Julie was at his apparent death, this even caused Arctico to feel guilty for the Martian. Arctico had never felt much emotions for the Martian, but when he felt her rage, Arctico had wished that he had never fallen in the fight, but there was something else that had been bothering him, the energy that had healed his body, although he could still feel it's presence around the vicinity, he could not track the user of such potent energy, Arctico took a look up to the sky curiously as he continued to wonder who or where that energy had originated from "I know I should be worried about Julie, but I'm more curious about the source of that energy, It wasn't any type of energy that I knew of...." Arctico pondered.

---

Thousands of miles away, within the Himalayas of Western Asia sat the epicenter of this power, an aged old man that sat atop a pavillion, his mind, body, and spirit within a deep session of meditation as a Jade aura surrounded his body, the aura seemingly reaching out to Arctico's body, continuously treating it until Arctico's body had been fully treated. The man then opened his eyes as he took a look out of the pavillion and towards the majestic scenery that was the valley of numerous mountains with a small flowing river through the middle of it. The Wayward Sage let out a peaceful sigh as he grabbed hold of his Overworld Staff with two hands, a small smile gracing his face as a bird landed onto his shoulder "Hello there little bird." The Sage smiled as he brought two finger to the bird, allowing it to jump onto his hand.

The Wayward Sage smiled as he then patted the bird on the head before he then thrusted his fingers forward, the bird taking off flying down into the valley, the man smiled as he then turned away, walking to the steps of the pavillion, where a monk stood waiting for him. As the Sage walked off of the last step, the Monk bowed to him "Master Shimura, good morning." The Monk said before rising from his knees, Shimura smiled as he walked past the Monk "And a good morning to you my friend, It is indeed a great day, the sun shines upon our small nation." Shimura said with a friendly smile, walking towards another flight of steps, looking down upon the Village of his nation with a warm smile on his face.

Shimura walked gracefully throughout the town, with multiple people waving to him as he walked by, and all the while did Shimura's mind remain focused on the Arcosian known as Arctico and the Superhuman known as Alex, both of whom had enough power to destroy planets although the Wayward Sage didn't agree with the Government's involvement in matters such as this, having kept his identity hidden from the outside world, Shimura would always help out those in need, but only if they had pure intentions, considering that his fragile body had weakened him over the centuries, the Wayward Sage found that by deep spiritual meditation and mastery of the Mystical Martial Arts could he preserve his already ancient body, to Shimura this was his way of life, he would help everyone in need whether it would be directly or indirectly, and although he knew how trivial his influence was on events, Shimura still wanted to help those in need in whatever way he could.

Hiroshi sighed. He would never admit to anyone, but he missed company. His interaction with Garnet in New York, and fighting alongside others against the Acrosian, had made him realize how sheltered his life was.

He'd grown up a introvert prince of a small Union of planets. From age 3 to age 11, he'd been polished into a skilled and ruthless warrior, only undone by his three year stay with the Namekians. His first real taste of freedom had been with the Nameks, and then again on Earth.

It only served to remind him of what had changed in one year. He'd achieved more power then he could ever imagine, and could no doubt defeat his father, but for some reason, he was not yet ready to return and challenge him. This whole journey had began as a trip to achieve the power needed to defeat him. But it's become more than that, it's become a battle of ideals. Who was Hiroshi? And what does he want?

He huffed haughtily as he plopped down in the snow, sinking deep into the snow. Folding his legs, and clasping his hands together, he felt the flames of his blue aura surround him. Steady breathing and relaxation were both needed to begin meditation. He'd been taught meditation by Moori while he'd stayed on Namek. He'd been hot headed and violent when he'd arrived, an aggressive, 'shoot first, ask questions later' kidnapped guy. And Hiroshi had never really believed in meditation, or though it'd mattered.

But he had no choice now. How long had it been since he'd made this venture, intending to find the guru he had heard of. A guru who would help him better control his energy, and maybe break through that wall, and surpass Super Saiyan. But first he had to find him, and as it were, he was to weak to track him down. Breathing steadily, he reached out with his mind…

It was dark. In fact, there was no light at all.

Uncrossing his legs, he floated directionless in the dark world. Who ever had created this, had either no sense of creativity, or had purposed this place to punish enemies. He had no clue how long he floated uselessly through the dimension, but it was a rather big deal when he saw clumps of dirt, but even they spoke of the truth he'd tried to outrun. He was wasting away, even in here. Even the debris were crusted with ice. Sighing, he began to set about leaving the dream world, when he heard a voice.

"Oh so you visit again." A devilish voice hissed, it was like it was in his ear, yet no one was within miles of him.

The impish voice cackled again. "Oh? You don't seem happy to hear from me? Did Ginger make you that mad?" Hiroshi growled as he summoned the depths of his remaining energy, a film of azure surrounding his frail form. He couldn't even see this figure and was already beyond pissed by the voice and its hissing tones.

"I'm afraid energy attacks won't hurt me here my plaything. You see, this is my world. I created everything here, and as a result, you are but my plaything. Your lucky I wish to feel the touch of your energy once more, or your time could be cut short." The demon said, the sharp end to his sentence made Hiroshi realize the situation he found himself in. This was no dream world, this was a personal hell of a demon who seemingly wished revenge against him for reasons he had not yet deduced.

There was no time left to waste, he needed to get out of here, and soon. Howling, Hiroshi focused his aura and the power behind it, into a spear, splitting a hole through the dimensions walls, only long enough for him to slip through. All the while, evil, hellish laughter echoed in his ears, shaking him down to his soul it seemed…

A nauseous feeling overwhelmed him as his soul was forced back into his body, unable to stop himself from vomiting weakly into the snow.

Falling back, Hiroshi passed out.