"One Universe" RPG thread.

[LibrarianThorne]

Dinah thinks for a moment.

Name..Superhero name...

"I'm the Black Canary." She replies praying that her mother will forgive her.

"There doesn't seem like much we can do, except help people here on the ground. Hopefully the Meta's with the ability of flight can work that thing." She points up, in referance to the ship over the city.

He frowned.

"Look, Black... Canary, right? I don't even know how I got here. Last thing I remember was being on one of those alien ships, and the next thing I know the men that were with me are dead and I'm in New York and all hell's breaking loose."

He stood straight, and slung his bow over his back.

"I can't fly. I'm not invulnerable. I can't shoot webs from my hands or lasers from my eyes. But you know what, lady bird? None of that matters right now. I decided back in Star City that I'm going to do whatever I can to stop this thing, up to and including pounding the crap out of Darkseid until I feel better. Now, you can sit here with your jetpack and try to help out here in the vain hope that you're actually accomplishing something. Or, and I'm a fan of this idea," he said, pointing at the ominous ship in the sky, "you fly me up to that big, scary black ship in the sky and we both be heroes. How does that sound to you?"

 

[twylight]

He frowned.

"Look, Black... Canary, right? I don't even know how I got here. Last thing I remember was being on one of those alien ships, and the next thing I know the men that were with me are dead and I'm in New York and all hell's breaking loose."

He stood straight, and slung his bow over his back.

"I can't fly. I'm not invulnerable. I can't shoot webs from my hands or lasers from my eyes. But you know what, lady bird? None of that matters right now. I decided back in Star City that I'm going to do whatever I can to stop this thing, up to and including pounding the crap out of Darkseid until I feel better. Now, you can sit here with your jetpack and try to help out here in the vain hope that you're actually accomplishing something. Or, and I'm a fan of this idea," he said, pointing at the ominous ship in the sky, "you fly me up to that big, scary black ship in the sky and we both be heroes. How does that sound to you?"

Dinah frowned, lot's had changed since her mother was a hero.

"Look, Robin Hood there is nothing you can do against that thing. I saw what this 'Darkseid' did to Superman, you'll go SPLAT against that thing like an insignificant bug on a car windshield.

If you want to die a heroic yest stupid death by all means go ahead, but I'm not helping. The first thing we need to do is get the other Superheros coordinated."

Dinah walked off and stepped into the street muttering under her breath.

"I couldn't even lift you if I wanted to."

She took a comm out and placed it on her ear, turning and shoving one in the Green Arrows hand.

"Here, use it or not, I don't care, but at least I can always say I tried." She ran off down the street.


OOC: If any other heroes in New York wanna bump into me..

 

[LibrarianThorne]

Dinah frowned, lot's had changed since her mother was a hero.

"Look, Robin Hood there is nothing you can do against that thing. I saw what this 'Darkseid' did to Superman, you'll go SPLAT against that thing like an insignificant bug on a car windshield.

If you want to die a heroic yest stupid death by all means go ahead, but I'm not helping. The first thing we need to do is get the other Superheros coordinated."

Dinah walked off and stepped into the street muttering under her breath.

"I couldn't even lift you if I wanted to."

She took a comm out and placed it on her ear, turning and shoving one in the Green Arrows hand.

"Here, use it or not, I don't care, but at least I can always say I tried." She ran off down the street.


OOC: If any other heroes in New York wanna bump into me..

He took the communication device from her, and looked at it. Stark technology. Where would a girl like her get Stark Industries tech?

He sighed. She was already taking off down the street. Maybe she was right. Maybe there just wasn't anything he could do. He only had a bow and some special trick arrows. What good could he possible be against something that could devastate New York so utterly? What in the name of God was he even doing in New York?! This was all so far out of his depth it was almost laughable that he'd made it this far.

No.

He'd gone through too much to give up now. Too many people had died for him to quit. If it was the last thing he did, he was going to stop this invasion.

He took off in the opposite direction from Canary, heading towards the massive ship. He clumsily put the communications piece in his ear as he ran, constantly looking about.

 

[TheTurtle]

We stop climbing the Baxter Building. Second thoughts. Richards would never believe that we were there to help. With that big brain in that stretchy head of his he's probably got something that could stop us, lock us up, experiment on us. We push ourslves off of the building, heading back to where we were before, that seems to be where the fight is happening, and we like the Carnage of it all.

We race over the roof tops, until we stop seeing a blue and red figure far below us. Spider-Man...

Time to introduce ourselves.

We jump off of the building, but we feel something as we fall through the air. Hurting, nothing but pain. We jam our claws into the building, and smash in through a window.

Luckily with the invasion, it's empty. We fall to the ground, and then it leaves us...

And I'm Eddie Brock again. I watch the black gop slide away, out the window. I stagger over to it, and look out. It's sticking to the wall, heading downwards. It's left me...

The last thing that I had heard when I was connected to it was "too weak"... it scorned us for having spent weeks in a sewer. It went to find someone stronger.

 

[The Question]

I land with a thud on the pavement after one of the purple guys hit me with one of their stick thngies. I stand up and...

What?

Some black goo on my hand...

Ah, it's just some street schmutz.

I run at the purple guys, and two of them with the stick thingies. I then kick two more and strike another across the jaw with the stick thingies. I look up at Superman.

"HEY! BLUE BOY! A LITTLE HELP WOULD NOT GO UNAPRECIATED!"

 

[taskmaster]

War Journal, Feb 10. I look into the sky to see men in capes and costumes with bright colors battle aliens. Monsters from different world. I think about joining them but someone has to battle the monsters on the streets. I change into my clothes. Black, like the souls of the criminals on the street. Like the killers that took my family from me. My name is Frank Castle. The scum who prey on the innocent know me as The Punisher.

A Yakuza splinter gang called the Eternal Sun has been moving into the Manhatten area. I cleaned up there a couple of weeks back, the mob was running back then. I've keep tabs on the place because I knew someone was going to be stupid enough to try to take over there. Going to be some surprises for them.

I get there at about 8:00, early by about fifteen minutes if my informant wasn't lying, which I'm sure he wasn't. No one lies when you hold a shotgun to their temple. The rats in the building are packing the drugs to give to the bosses. Not anyone really important but enough to be able to get my point across. A black suv pulls with two semi's. I watch and wait for the right moment.

"So, is everything here."

"Yes sir, everything is ready for you to move out."

"Excellent, alright lets get started."

The two semi's pull into the garage. The boss walks in and the doors close and lock. Then I cut the lights.

"Hey what the **** is going on here."

"Just shut the hell up and listen"

It takes about 20 seconds for grenade to explode, just enough to time for me to throw enough of them to blow off the door and get to cover. The blast kills three of them instantly and the falling door takes another one of them out, 17 left. Their to scared to do anything for a couple of seconds, all the time I need. I leave the lights off until I get into the building, then I turn them back on. It takes them a while for their eyes to adjust and the first thing they see is the barrel of two .50 calibur pistols.

I take out those who already have their weapons drawn, easy targets. Some people have said I enjoy the killing but I take no joy in what I do. I just know I have to stand up for the weak. 9 more to go. The rest of the .50's are only enough to take out four. So as I take them out I move closer to one of thugs who had a gun. I disarm him and use him as a shield. He dies after a couple of shots, I take out three out them with his weapon, leaving the boss. I throw the gun down and speak for the first time tonight.

"Tell your bosses not to come back here."

 

[TheTurtle]

I stagger over to the door of the building. Outside I can hear the fight. Can't join in anymore. I'm just Eddie Brock again. I look down at myself, NAKED! God I have to get some clothes! I look around, just an office, nowhere I could get clothes. I peek through the door, and see hanging in another room a suit, fresh from the dry cleaners.

I grab it, and pull it on. Okay fit, bit big... nothing to worry about. Still barefoot I begin raking through the drawers. Small, disposable Camera. I could still mae some money out of this.

I know I have to find the suit, the gunk. I hate it but I need it, like the Doc said, without it I'll die.

I run down the stairs - screw taking the elevator, with this crazy crap going on it'll probably plumit and kill me. I reach the exit door, and walk out into the battlefield. The first thing I hear is...

"HEY! BLUE BOY! A LITTLE HELP WOULD NOT GO UNAPRECIATED!"

I turn and see Spider-Man fighting these things. I manage to duck down, hopefully nothing will see me here...

I begin taking photos, click click click...

If they manage pull through this, I could make a pretty penny.

'If I'm still alive that is' I think as I clutch my chest, the pain beginning to set in.

 

[LibrarianThorne]

IC: Darkseid

He observed the maelstrom below him with vague disinterest. New York City, the greatest city on this insignificant mudball of a planet, burned at his coming. The roads were choked with human dead. Across the world, cities that resisted were slowly annihilated, piece by piece. It was as he wished.

Yet there was a sense of disappointment. He had expected the Earth to offer up more resistance than this. These humans prided themselves on facing down monstrous odds and surviving, yet where was their pride now? Was it hidden somewhere amongst the dead and dying?

He quickly scanned the monitors displaying the invasion in other countries. The ship above Star City had served to initiate a near total blackout on global communications. Granny Goodness' ship was encountering difficulty in the city of San Francisco. An odd, green skinned animal was attacking it, aided by more costumed 'heroes'. He could see a man with red fire leaking out of his eyes unleash a force blast that weakened the shields of that ship, moments before Lashina attacked him.

The ship above Keystone City was encountering the most difficulty. There, only Apokoliptian sensors could detect a blur of red as it ran through the city, a gale force stymying his assault.

It was of no great concern. Earth was going to lose this war.

A sudden sense of restlessness seized him. He desired to be there, upon the killing ground, savoring his victory. He had not spent so much time carefully considering what he was going to do, had not spent so much effort in rallying and unifying his forces, had not gambled so much on the treaty between Apokolips and New Genesis for him to sit in his command ship. No, today Darkseid would walk the Earth as a conqueror.

He strode off the bridge, to one of the large teleport pads. A group of thirteen flame tanks and another fourty squadron of Parademons gathered, ready to teleport down to Earth. None questioned him as he strode onto the teleport pad.

In a flash of white, they were upon Earth, the tanks and Parademons moving out as one. He began walking slowly. Still Superman grappled with the majority of the Parademons, too occupied by them to deal with the arrival of Darkseid. It was as he had planned. Hundreds of his soldiers would doubtless fall, but the greatest threat on the Earth was dealt with. A small price to pay, really.

He strode slowly down the street called Broadway, taking everything in. The scent of devastation appealed to him. It was the scent that marked the turning of this world to his will. To his order. It pleased him to smell it here.

Above him, clouds gathered, heavy and black. He stopped. He had prepared himself for this. When the Old Gods had died, they had ensured at the least that their own existences, in one way or another, would continue. A faction of them had taken it upon themselves to watch Earth. Lightning strobed out from the sky, impaling his command ship. Though the mystical forces were of immense, incalculable power by human standards, they were as nothing to Darkseid's ship. It had weathered far worse in the war with New Genesis. His Parademons and other fources fared less well against the lightning, as it struck them repeatedly and to devastating effect.

With a final flash of lightning and clap of thunder, Darkseid's expected guest appeared. He wore a winged helm and a long, flowing red cape. He wielded a hammer of stone.

"Darkseid," he spoke, flying at the Lord of Apokolips. "We would have words with thee."

 

[Batman]

"HEY! BLUE BOY! A LITTLE HELP WOULD NOT GO UNAPRECIATED!"

I look down at Spider-Man, realising I haven't moved in the past few minutes.

I don't know whether to comply and start helping these people, or fly off to protect Metropolis. The people I care about, aside from Ma and Pa, are in that city. And yet, I cannot leave these people to die. If I stay here, I'm leaving Metropolis and everyone in it to an open attack. If I leave, Spider-Man and the people he's trying to protect are going to be overpowered.

I look down at him. At this point, I don't have many options...

"YOU'VE GOT IT!", I yell, in response, before flying down to the streets, as a flame tank approaches me.

I stand as it shoots flame at my chest. It only stings, a little. By the time it's done, I'm still in one piece. I look at it.

"Cute trick. Want to see one of mine?"

Before the tank can ignite, again, I grab it by the front, and lift it up over my head. I then fly up, spin, and let go of it, sending it flying into the other oncoming tanks.

As I see more approaching, I'm grabbed by one of the flying creatures. It punches me, as more begin to swarm around me. They claw at me, trying to hurt me. I respond by blasting their heads off, simulatneously, with a massive blast of heat vision. I shove away another one, and punch the last one, before shooting up into the sky, ridding myself of their grip.

I look around. Still too many to handle, at this point. But I have to keep it up... can't let them keep their obvious advantage.

Before anything else can be said, or heard, I hear something shoot above me. It's...thunder. And the clouds...they're blackening. I look around, confused, only to see something of which makes me question whether or not I'm actually dreaming...

"Darkseid," he spoke, flying at the Lord of Apokolips. "We would have words with thee."

Is that... Can it be?!

I've seen him before, back in my studies in high school. But I always assumed it to be a mere piece of Norse Mythology... Nothing factual. It's... I think I'm looking at... The Mighty THOR.

 

[twylight]

I grab some stuff and stuff it in a duffle bag, swinging my closet door open I pause, my hands hovering over the outfit that turns me into Catwoman. In an instant I make my decision and run into the living room, my costume still neatly folded in my closet.

“Holly!” I hiss through my teeth as I pull her away from the window.

“Selina, where are we going?” she asks as she stuffs things in her bag.

“Some place safe, I think I know a-“

Knock knock knock.


I freeze, my arm halfway in a bag. Holly’s eyes go wide and her hand reaches for her throat.

“Oh G...Selina..is it..?”

I motion her to be quiet as I step to the door.
“I doubt they’re interested in the lower East End of Gotham. We can tear ourselves apart without their help.” I say softly as I peek through the eye hole. Seeing who it is I quickly unbolt the door and pull it open.

Slam Bradley steps into the room, causing Holly’s eyes to go wide.

He smiles at me and Holly.

“How did you…”

He smiles.

“Police files.”

I raise my eyebrow he smiles again, a smile that freezes when he sees the blood stains on Holly and mines hands, as well as the puddle of blood and fur behind the sofa. He ignores it and bends down picking a bag up.

“These packed?”

I nod, wondering what he’s doing.
“Yes, why?”

There’s a place I know where you’ll be safe. Might take some gettin’ there though.”

I grab Holly’s bag and nod to him. He turns quickly and I follow, Isis on my shoulder and the other two remaining kittens in Holly’s arms.
I feel a tug on my arm and I turn slightly as we make our way quickly but quietly down the stairs.

“Who is he?” she whispers.

“Slam Bradley, I met him at the party tonight.”

She gazes up at me with level eyes.
“Is he safe?” I glance at his back.

“He better be.”

We step out onto the street and sounds blast at me. Large booming noises are in the distance and flashes of light erupt from emidst the buildings in the distance, smoke rises from the upper parts of Gotham, and the sounds of screaming and yelling blast against my ears. Isis’s back arcs and she lets out a hiss as several people run by their arms full of stolen goods.

I watch Slam, the police officer and I’m surprised to see he doesn’t even bat an eye, rather looks both ways and motions us to follow him into an alley. He picks up speed, running sliently in the darkness before stopping and pressing his back against the brick wall. I to hear the sound and pull Holly close to me as a purple large alien fly’s over us.
We wait a second before it’s gone before we start moving again. Stopping at the end of an alley he looks both ways before running to the middle of the street.
Holly and I hang back in the shadows, watching.

He puts the bags down on the ground and leans over.

No..he can’t….I feel like laughing and Holly gives a little gasp as he pulls up the mancover in the road. He motions for us and I drag holly across to Slam.

“Great plan.” I say slyly smiling at him.

He shrugs and smiles.
“What can I say, I do my best.”

“I am NOT going down there.” Holly says, her arms crossed over her chest.

Isis hisses and the kittens on Holly’s shoulder arc their backs.

“Yes, you are.” A dulll boom came from the distance.
No time to argue about this. I sit down and place my legs over into the darkness.

“Here.” Slam hands Holly a flashlight.
“Aim it down there.” Holly takes it sullenly and I smile at Slam, holding my arms up.

He grabs them and I slip off the edge as Holly flicks the light on. Slam slowly lowers me down close enough that I can jump the rest of the way on my own.

*splash*

I land in the gutter water of Gotham City and squinch my nose. Wasn’t as bad as it could be, still wasn’t anything like a Lavender bath. Isis shrinks away from the water.

“Toss the light Holly.” I call looking up at the round patch of light which two faces hang over. I see the light move a little before it starts to come closer to me, I catch it and play the light around. Spying metal bars embeded into the concrete.

“Holly, there’s a lader right here.” I shine the light so she can see.
A head bobs up top and I can see her move around in a position for her to start climbing down.

There were two ledges like underground sidewalsk that ran along the side of the middle gully, which I stood in now. The ceiling was high and the sewer it’s self was exceptinally wide. I waited till Holly made it down and then helped her shush to the side, ignoring her wrinkled nose and disgusted look.

I flash the light to Slam for a split second and he tosses the bags down to me. I catch them one by one and toss them to the side where Holly stands, dripping on the dry muddy ledge littered with papers, cans and cigarettes.

The last bag falls like a giant black snowflake and I catch it before sludging over to the side and stepping out of the dirty water. The sound of metal against concrete comes from above and I watc as Slam pulls the mancover over the hole, the dim light going from whole moon, to a small little crecent of light before a CLANG follows and the light dissapears. His feet making thumping noises on the metal bars I shine the light up and glimpse the backside of Slam. I smile, my what a sight. Holly glances up to and smiles giving me a sly wink. Slam jumps the last few bars and lands with a THUMP on the floor.

“Is this where you take all girsl on their first date?”

His rugged handsome face turns up in a smile.
“Nice isn’t it? And you wonder why Gotham criminals take to the sewers.”

“Not really.” Holly said

Slam looks at her a smile still on his face as he pickes up the bags.

“Follow me.” and he leades us down the sewer. I keep the light shined in front of us so we know where we’re going. I wonder why he came back for us, and wehre he was taking us. Had I made that good of an impression?

I tilted my head and watched him. I was an independent woman, I’d always been, but something about him made me feel safe. Safe, but still free.
Don’t get attached Selina, a man like him would never understand anything about you.

A glimmer of light appeared in the distance and as we drew closer I could make out a large arch , it looked like this sewer connected with another. We get even closer and I decide that it’s not just another sewer, it a very large one. Holly gasps as we step into the arc and yellow light washes over us.
It’s a huge Sewer tunnel, the ceiling goes high above us and brown water rushes past. The whole thing had an Art Deco arc to it.

“Now do you wonder?” He says.

Holly shakes her head while I look around, I lights were still intact, must be because they were underground when the big ‘boom’ hit.

“ For such a place I’d expected other people to already be down here.”

Slam shrugs.
“They will. But this isn’t our final stop.” He turns us right and we follow him alond the underground sidewalk, dirty water rusning past us, with flotsum and jetsom of papers and cans.

“Where are we going?”

“An old abandoned subway tube. They started it in the 30’s and never finished it. It’s not on any maps of the Subway tunnels in Gotham City Works.”

“So how does an honest lawman know about such places?”
I ask coming up next to him.

He gives me a sideways grin.
“I doubt even the criminals know about it. I only know because my Grandfather helped build it.”

 

[LibrarianThorne]

IC: Darkseid

"Asgardian."

Darkseid smiled. Thor, son of Odin One-Eye, flew at him. He stood impassively as the mystically charged Mjolnir smahed into his face, sending him flying backwards. He landed in a heap, but still the smile remained as he wiped the blood from his face.

"I must confess that I was curious as to whether or not you could hurt me, god of the lightning and the thunder. It brings me no small sense of satisfaction to know that you can't," he said as he rose. Again the Asgardian charged him. Thor was a warrior god, and they tended to be rather stupid in Darkseid's experience.

He caught Thor's hammer as it swung down. Lightning swirled around them. Thor grunted with effort, trying with all his vast might to force the hammer upon Darkseid. But the Lord of Apokolips stood fast, restraining Thor with one hand.

"You Old Gods always were fools, Thor. You have no concept of power. You face Darkseid, the Lord and Master of Apokolips now. I will send your broken carcass back to Asgard, proof to your father that Earth is mine."

He flung Thor into a nearby building, caving in a whole section of it on top of Thor. Darkseid stood still as moments later Thor emerged from the ruin.

"Whelp! Thou face the son of Odin in open battle and think victory thine?! Thou fool!" Thor stood, Mjolnir crackling with mystical force. "I have watched ye burn this world, this place of heroes and myths. Thou presence here is an offense unto mine kind. Thou art a cancer of this plane, Darkseid, and I shall excise thee."

Darkseid knew the fool's plan, of course. It was about as subtle as he could expect from the ever-prideful, ever-arrogant Thor. He stood, hands clasped behind his back, as Thor gathered ever more mystical energy into Mjolnir, his hammer. Thor braced himself as, moments later, he unleashed a tremendous blast of lightning Darkseid.

The sheer force of it staggered Darkseid back. Pain rolled across his chest as the lethal energies wrapped around him. He began laughing, a dark sound that echoed off of the buildings around the pair of gods.

"So this is the fabled power of the Old Gods? This pathetic display of light and power? You disappoint me, Thor. I had expected much better of you." Darkseid walked slowly forward, like a man struggling against the tide. Each footstep cracked the asphalt of the road he walked on. "Perhaps I spoke too softly, earlier. I swore to break you, little Asgardian, and that is what I shall do."

In moments, he stood before Thor, mystical power in the form of lightning still flowing from Mjolnir. In one swift move, Darkseid grabbed Thor's arms and threw Thor to the ground. He stood above the Asgardian, smoke rising from Darkseid's tremendous form. He had begun to breathe heavily. He knelt down and picked Thor up by the neck. He regarded the god of thunder like an insect for a few moments. Hatred and frustration shone in Thor's eyes. Raising his other hand, Darkseid slapped Thor in the face, again and again.

"Foolish, stupid little godling. You really were not prepared for this battle." Darkseid then heard an odd whistling sound. He a moment to turn his head around before two green objects smashed into him, and enveloped him in fire.

"Put the god down, Darkseid."

Darkseid dropped the barely conscious Thor and turned to face his assailant. The objects, whatever they were, had not hurt him, yet he desired to know who had the temerity to interrupt his battle. In an alleyway off the street, a man in green tights, his eyes obscured by a mask and wielding an ancient Earth weapon stood. "And who are you, who would interrupt this battle of gods?"

"The name's Green Arrow, scum, and I'm gonna take you down. We Earthlings don't bow before tyrants."

Again, two of the odd green objects flew at him, enveloping him again in fire and smoke. When the explosions had cleared, Darkseid stood with a disdainful expression on his face. So this was the being that had defeated Kanto 13. Pathetic.

With a tone of disappointment, he said, "Ah. Just another bug to be squashed."

Beams of force leapt from Darkseid's eyes and struck the one called Green Arrow, sending the Earthling flying. They would not kill him, for he was fated to be the next Kanto, and Apokoliptian tradition had to be preserved.

Darkseid turned around then and again faced Thor, who had finally stood up. "Thou cannot win, Darkseid. Thou must know this to be true."

Darkseid strode forward, a look of anger crossing his face. "There you are wrong, Thor. I will win today, at this place, in this time. Who is going to oppose me?" He strode forward, and punched Thor in the head, sending the winged helm flying off. Such was the force of the blow that a sonic boom erupted, shattering the glass of nearby buildings.

Thor, like all Asgardians, had taken the form of man when they chose to watch over Earth as its gods. This form had given them a weakness, though none of them would admit to it. Darkseid grabbed Thor, and lifted him above his head. The Norse god tried to struggle, but too much of his power had already been expended. Darkseid brought Thor down across his knee. There was a massive crack heard as the spine of the god shattered. Darkseid stood, the broken body of Thor at his feet.

Truly, who now could stop him?

 

[Batman]

<Norman Osborn>

I watch from the monitors built into the secret floor of the Osborn mansion. Harry called, stating he was staying at a friend's house as this was going on.

His funeral. Honestly, The boy needs to grow some sense, especially at a time like this. But I expect too much from him, apparently.

I watch the destruction... the chaos... all of it, standing in one spot. This so called 'God', The one called Darkseid, is moving forward with his invasion. The fool. He thinks acts such as these will send everyone to his knees? He's living a fantasy.

I, however, am living in the reality. His technology is far too advanced for him to waste on his pitiful attempt at conquering the world. It would be much more astounding in the hands of someone who could use it with actual thought, rather than the chaos and destruction of a once great city that I see before me.

I must have it.

All of the sudden, I feel something go down my spine. A chill, of some sort. I don't know why. After all, Norman Osborn fears noth-

"...AGGHHH!!!!"

The pain... something's... wrong... with me... I... I'm blacking....out...

As I lose the last of my conciousness, I can swear that I'm hearing something. Some sort of... cackling...



...HehaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

That's it, Norman... Go to sleep... I'm driving, from here. Goodnight, Sleep Tight, Don't let the demons bite! HAHA!

THE GREEN GOBLIN LIVES!

A smile creeps upon my face as I awaken from that... Prison, that Osborn calls a body. Heh... If only he knew...

I turn towards the monitors, displaying the DELICIOUS chaos infront of me. It's almost a shame that the party started without me. Oh well... I do make a habit to be fashionably late! Hahaha!

Speaking of fashion...

I look down, noticing I'm in one of Normie's dull, boring armani suits. Bah! The man has no sense of style.

I turn around, spotting the sink behind me. I take the fountain, twist it, and watch as the wall infront of me opens up...revealing all of my gadgets, gizmos, and threads. I walk over to the green, demonic mask, and pick it up. It stares at me with a gleam in it's eye, almost begging me to put it on.

So I do! Heh.

* - - - *

They think they can invade the world and allow me to watch as they carry out the chaos that so rightfully is deserved to be carried out by me? The monsters! The well-dressed monsters!

...Oh, Wait. That's me. Hehe.

I step onto the glider, after making sure all of my weapons are in place. If they want to destroy New York, by god, who's to say they can't have a little help?

HAHAHAHAHA!

 

[taskmaster]

War journal Feb. 12. It always hits me when I'm not working. The memory of my family. Blood and breath were punched from my lungs when the two slugs hit me. I take deep breaths that cut like glass. I look over to my wife Maria. The look in her eyes haunts me to this day. She didn't scream, she just looked at me, her life fading away. The look in her eyes was asking for my help and I couldn't. I see my daughter, screaming on the ground. She was still so young but she understood what was happening to her. She knew she was dying. Her screams wake me up at night. My five year old son was motionless on the ground. I crawled over to him to try to help, maybe save one of them. I thought I had a chance because there was no entrance wound. I picked up his head and felt the warmth of his blood, the bullet had gone through his mouth. That was our picnic in the park. And no matter how many people I kill, that memory still reminds me that I can't bring them back.

I go out on patrol to clear my head. I've gotten a bad rep. as a senseless killer but I can assure you that I'm a very sensible killer. I hit the big operations whenever I get enough information and when I can't I go on patrol. The most important part of the job, keeps the small timers scared enough to work on the carrer criminals. I stop four drug deals, two robberies and an attempted rape. I take extra time with the rapist, show him what it's like to feel helpless, like his victim did. Like I did all those years ago.

The media has been giving the N.Y.P.D trouble for not taking me in. Truth is most of them are either too scared to do anything or like the way I'm going things. But I do get the occassional young gun who wants to make his carrer with me. I don't kill cops but I let them know that they can't stop me. Once they meet me they understand. No one can stop me.

I've set up a meeting with an informant at Lucky's bar. I've been trying to get some info on the families that have set up recently, one in particular.

"Alright Castle, lets get this over with quick cause if anyone sees me talking to you, I'll end up at the bottom of a river. So, what do you need?"

"What do you know about the Gnucci's, Micky?"

 

[TheTurtle]

My name is Eddie Brock.

Until a few moments ago I was a vicious monster, created when I bonded with an alien lifeform - now I'm just Eddie Brock again. It didn't need me anymore, it found someone else.

I don't know who yet... but I'm betting it's one of the guys I'm watching right now.

I'm in the middle of a battlefield, a warzone in the middle of New York city and there's nothing I can do about it. With the suit, the thing, I could have helped...

It left me. Now all I have is a stolen suit and a disposable camera, trying to take photos of what's going on, begging that I won't be spotted, if I am I'm dead.

I'm dead anyway. Soon after the suit bonded with me I found out I'd die if seperated from it for too long.

I watch the battle rage in front of me. Superman has just thrown a tank into the air and INTO another one. Dear god.

I go back into the building. There's no point in risking myself in this madness. I find a broom cupboard, and huddle in it, cradling myself against the pain and the fear.

I pray.

 

[The Question]

I look down at Spider-Man, realising I haven't moved in the past few minutes.

I don't know whether to comply and start helping these people, or fly off to protect Metropolis. The people I care about, aside from Ma and Pa, are in that city. And yet, I cannot leave these people to die. If I stay here, I'm leaving Metropolis and everyone in it to an open attack. If I leave, Spider-Man and the people he's trying to protect are going to be overpowered.

I look down at him. At this point, I don't have many options...

"YOU'VE GOT IT!", I yell, in response, before flying down to the streets, as a flame tank approaches me.

I stand as it shoots flame at my chest. It only stings, a little. By the time it's done, I'm still in one piece. I look at it.

"Cute trick. Want to see one of mine?"

Before the tank can ignite, again, I grab it by the front, and lift it up over my head. I then fly up, spin, and let go of it, sending it flying into the other oncoming tanks.

As I see more approaching, I'm grabbed by one of the flying creatures. It punches me, as more begin to swarm around me. They claw at me, trying to hurt me. I respond by blasting their heads off, simulatneously, with a massive blast of heat vision. I shove away another one, and punch the last one, before shooting up into the sky, ridding myself of their grip.

I look around. Still too many to handle, at this point. But I have to keep it up... can't let them keep their obvious advantage.

Before anything else can be said, or heard, I hear something shoot above me. It's...thunder. And the clouds...they're blackening. I look around, confused, only to see something of which makes me question whether or not I'm actually dreaming...



Is that... Can it be?!

I've seen him before, back in my studies in high school. But I always assumed it to be a mere piece of Norse Mythology... Nothing factual. It's... I think I'm looking at... The Mighty THOR.

Well, that's all manner of impressive.

Three flying guys lung at me. I turn around and swat them away. Then, a bunch more dogpile on me.

Okay, now I'm humped.

I keep struggling against them. Suddenly, I feel.....stronger, I guess. I toss all of them off of me.

Well, I guess I....

I notice that the black smudge on my hand's bigger.

What the.....

Suddenly, the flying guys come back.

I start hitting them with the stick thingies and dodging their atacks.

This is a wonderful day.

 

[Logan Howlett]

Wolverine


Aboard an aircraft carrier.



.......................Ahhghghg........grrrrghghh...wh.....what....Where, what the hell. Where the hell am I. Last thing I remember............CREED! The HELL?! IM BOLTED DOWN! DOWN TO A FREAKIN WALL! But what....last thing I remember.....


1 month ago.


.
LOGAN! GET OUT HERE! I'M REALY HOPIN THESE AINT FRIENDS A YOURS! CUZ IF THEY ARE THOSE FILES ARE GONA ROAST ALONG WITH ALL A YA!

Oh **** what now?

SHIELD

Guess the finally figured ya out.

Or someone led em here…

We don’t have time for this. Look.

There were two Jeeps pulling down the dirt road and the helicopter was now directly over the house. Smoke bombs flew in through every window and the SHIELD special forces came swarming in.

(Sabretooth looks at Logan and grins)

This should be fun.

We got into position, back to back, my claws drawn and Creed with the knife in hand and that grin still smeared across his face.

Just like our days in Weapon X, eh? ‘Cept maybe this time you’ll follow yer instincts and kill.

Bullets flew at us from every angle. We both counted ten to a jeep and expected them to come rushing in, but instead they just sat there, waiting. Damn near lost it out there, tearin through em' like paper.


Wonder why they ain’t comin in to say hello?

Maybe they’re just bein polite, bub.

Wait. Listen.

The helicopter was moving. The blades spun as the pilot maneuvered the chopper around between the Jeeps and the shack. He pointed his machine gun at us and prepped his rockets for firing.

Great.

Manuver 355!

One fastball speacial comin up!

He hurls me toward the rocketier in the chopper. I tear though one end and spring out the other, both the man and the chopper. I land hard on the ground. Almost hurts, ya'd think that a 200 foot impact would have more of........well an impact. I sniff the air, somethin aint right, this aint S.H.I.E.L.D. procedure. They dont move like this, thiers always somethin sneakier up thier.......

OWWW ****!

Sleeve.

What the.....wheeeeerree.....that..come..

Fellin slow and weak, knees startin to buckle. I look for Creed, hes already hit the ground. Tranqs....they hit us with tranqs, strong ones......lights out......

Present day


Well I'll be damed. They finaly concocted as tranq good enough for us. But why aint it workin no more?

I look over to my right to see Creed in the same perdicament. Time to get outa these shackles. I pop my claws and tear through this cheap ass steal like six knives through butter.

Wakey wakey hands off snakey. GET THE HELL UP CREED!

SLAP!

What the..........Logan? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GET US INTO TIME RUNT?!

Shut up Dog breath, I'm gettin ya outa here.

Out is such a relative tearms these days isnt it Weapon X.

Well I'll be a son of a *****! If it aint Colonel Nick Fury! Yur lookin mighty spit shined bub. Wana tell me why I shouldnt rip through yer face right now?

For one I can put you back in your comatose state just as easily as I woke ya, and two, you both got thermacrete detonators inbeded in multiple parts of your body. Now they may not kill ya, then again they may, but I dont think thats a chance you boys are willin to take, especialy when you got option B.

In this "option B" I'm guessin yur gona explain why you woke us up from sleepy time.

To true. Unfortuantly you boys havent been in a position to watch the local news lately so you dont know were under attack.

Under attack? What did Bush finaly go and start WW3 while we were sleepin.

Fraid its not that simple, and besides we both know that Presidents dont hold any real power.

True.

No boys we at this moment......and I cant believe im saying this......are under an Alien invasion.

I look at Creed as he looks at me.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

So what yur tellin me.....haha, that we got ourselves a class A Twilight Zone episode!

HAHAHAHAHAH! HA, I know, I know, well tell em' to phone home! HAHAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHAHA!

He fires his gun off in the air.

Now boys Im serious. And now, were renlisting you. Thanks to your gifts we might be able to use you. None of those other super-freaks have been able to make a dent. You may not be able to either. But this government has the responsibility to try.

So......we do this for you.....what do we get?

Your freedom.

And what if I say freedoms over rated?

We figured youd say that, fine, we're willing to release all documents involving the Weapon X project to the both of you.

What? Just like that, no debate no bull ****ting?

No bull*****.

Well........I dono......maybe I should ask my asociate here.....

Well I think......

Great I dont care......We'll do it.....You just come through when we off the ****s! So What are we up against?

Names Darksied, he's the ruler of a planet named Apokolipse. And for some reason he believes A. Hes a god, and B. He's intitled to our little patch of the universe. Weve been trying to get in touch with the rest of your kind.....

Our kind?

Freaks, Muties, Aliens, Abominations, or Evolved man, I dont give a tiny rats ass what ya call it, we been lookin. Tryin to contact those.....oh whatdo they call em, fanatic 3, fabulous 6, umm...

Fantastic 4?.......What I watch the news.

Ya those guys, Reed Richards and the like, tryin to get them together with our squads, and now you boys, try to launch an all out offensive on whatever command ship they might have.

Great! Right into the belly of the beast huh? Well........sounds a good a plan as any. But if were gona do this, claws and healin factors alone aint gona do the job, we're gona need toys, and lots of em.

I was hopin youd say that.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Lex Luthor was back in his office in the top floor of Lexcorp Towers. He had been warned by his aides to join the rest of his Board of Directors in their underground bunker. But he was not about to hide underground like some rodent. He was Lex Luthor! He was going to stand his ground.

"This office is my fortress," Luthor said to Captain America, as thick steel shutters closed over the windows, "I have an internal communications system - so I can contact anyone, and keep an eye on everything, no matter what's going on out there."

The wall-length monitor flashed into life, filled with various smaller images. All kinds of news coverage. Footage of the interview he just gave. The ships hovering over every city. The attacks on Star City and New York City. Los Angeles was already lost. But he was going to do all he could to save what was left of America.

"Do you want to know how I first made my name as an inventor, Steve? Fighter planes. But not just any old planes. No, these are operated by AI - Artificial Intelligence. No pilots needed - they fly themselves. They are stronger and faster than any other fighter jet in the world today. And I'm sending a batallion of them into New York City."

He wanted to get his planes into Manhattan, on the double. That's where the news coverage was focused. Who really gave a crap about Star City?

"Of course, I'll send some to Star City as well. But we have to focus our efforts on New York. That's where the mothership is. I'll be sending one of my planes upwards, try and get some kind of sample of what this...mothership is made of. See what we're dealing with."

Luthor typed in a series of commands in his computer. The same computer he'd used to operate the robot that attacked Reed Richards. Once he had typed in the commands, a new image appeared full-size on the wall-screen: a camera view from the cockpit of one of Luthor's planes.

"I'll be controlling that one myself."

Luthor picked up the red phone in his office, dialling the number of one of his factories.

"This is Lex Luthor. Yes, the Lex Luthor. I want 20 of my planes sent to New York City, right now. Set the commands to destroy these...aliens wrecking havok on the streets. And send five to Star City. And I've set the coordinates to manually control another one plane myself. Get ready for take-off."

Lex Luthor slammed the phone down, and turned back to Captain America.

"And we're off..."

New York City. Or what was left with it. As Lex Luthor remotely piloted his state-of-the-art fighter plane, leading 20 other planes being run on an AI system, his eyes widened in shock as the camera picked up the images of the towering pillars of flame.

"And this is just the beginning," Luthor said, more to himself than to Captain America.

From amidst this hell, there emerged horrific demons, flying alien soldiers spreading even more death and destruction. Luthor had his first targets. From his darkened office, he typed in a sereis of commands into his keypad. And over in NYC, on the battlefield, 16 of the 20 planes broke away from the main pack, swooping in to deal with the alien invaders.

A couple of parademons were obliterated by rockets, while other AI planes began to focus their attacks on the flame tanks. The first wave of retaliation had begun.

As for Luthor - he was leading his plane upward. He wanted to go up to the mothership, pick up some kind of sample. If they knew what this ship was made of, maybe they'd have a better idea of how to sotp it...

 

[Batman]

<Superman>

I punch another one of the flying monsters Darkseid unleashed. Parts of it's armor goes flying at I uppercut it, sending it into a building.

As more come towards me, my hearing kicks in. Wait... Are those more of Darkseid's forces?!

I turn around, to see at least 20 planes entering the city. I watch as they begin their attack...

New York City. Or what was left with it. As Lex Luthor remotely piloted his state-of-the-art fighter plane, leading 20 other planes being run on an AI system, his eyes widened in shock as the camera picked up the images of the towering pillars of flame.

"And this is just the beginning," Luthor said, more to himself than to Captain America.

From amidst this hell, there emerged horrific demons, flying alien soldiers spreading even more death and destruction. Luthor had his first targets. From his darkened office, he typed in a sereis of commands into his keypad. And over in NYC, on the battlefield, 16 of the 20 planes broke away from the main pack, swooping in to deal with the alien invaders.

A couple of parademons were obliterated by rockets, while other AI planes began to focus their attacks on the flame tanks. The first wave of retaliation had begun.

As for Luthor - he was leading his plane upward. He wanted to go up to the mothership, pick up some kind of sample. If they knew what this ship was made of, maybe they'd have a better idea of how to sotp it...

I watch as one of the planes departs from the rest... The ones attacking Darkseid's forces. It's heading towards Darkseid's ship. If the plane can, at the very least, penetrate the ship's protective layer, there's a better chance of me or anyone else stopping it. And a better chance of this coming to an end.

I look down, near Broadway, where I saw Thor headed,only to see...

...

Darkseid?!

IC: Darkseid

"Asgardian."

Darkseid smiled. Thor, son of Odin One-Eye, flew at him. He stood impassively as the mystically charged Mjolnir smahed into his face, sending him flying backwards. He landed in a heap, but still the smile remained as he wiped the blood from his face.

"I must confess that I was curious as to whether or not you could hurt me, god of the lightning and the thunder. It brings me no small sense of satisfaction to know that you can't," he said as he rose. Again the Asgardian charged him. Thor was a warrior god, and they tended to be rather stupid in Darkseid's experience.

He caught Thor's hammer as it swung down. Lightning swirled around them. Thor grunted with effort, trying with all his vast might to force the hammer upon Darkseid. But the Lord of Apokolips stood fast, restraining Thor with one hand.

"You Old Gods always were fools, Thor. You have no concept of power. You face Darkseid, the Lord and Master of Apokolips now. I will send your broken carcass back to Asgard, proof to your father that Earth is mine."

He flung Thor into a nearby building, caving in a whole section of it on top of Thor. Darkseid stood still as moments later Thor emerged from the ruin.

"Whelp! Thou face the son of Odin in open battle and think victory thine?! Thou fool!" Thor stood, Mjolnir crackling with mystical force. "I have watched ye burn this world, this place of heroes and myths. Thou presence here is an offense unto mine kind. Thou art a cancer of this plane, Darkseid, and I shall excise thee."

Darkseid knew the fool's plan, of course. It was about as subtle as he could expect from the ever-prideful, ever-arrogant Thor. He stood, hands clasped behind his back, as Thor gathered ever more mystical energy into Mjolnir, his hammer. Thor braced himself as, moments later, he unleashed a tremendous blast of lightning Darkseid.

The sheer force of it staggered Darkseid back. Pain rolled across his chest as the lethal energies wrapped around him. He began laughing, a dark sound that echoed off of the buildings around the pair of gods.

"So this is the fabled power of the Old Gods? This pathetic display of light and power? You disappoint me, Thor. I had expected much better of you." Darkseid walked slowly forward, like a man struggling against the tide. Each footstep cracked the asphalt of the road he walked on. "Perhaps I spoke too softly, earlier. I swore to break you, little Asgardian, and that is what I shall do."

In moments, he stood before Thor, mystical power in the form of lightning still flowing from Mjolnir. In one swift move, Darkseid grabbed Thor's arms and threw Thor to the ground. He stood above the Asgardian, smoke rising from Darkseid's tremendous form. He had begun to breathe heavily. He knelt down and picked Thor up by the neck. He regarded the god of thunder like an insect for a few moments. Hatred and frustration shone in Thor's eyes. Raising his other hand, Darkseid slapped Thor in the face, again and again.

"Foolish, stupid little godling. You really were not prepared for this battle." Darkseid then heard an odd whistling sound. He a moment to turn his head around before two green objects smashed into him, and enveloped him in fire.

"Put the god down, Darkseid."

Darkseid dropped the barely conscious Thor and turned to face his assailant. The objects, whatever they were, had not hurt him, yet he desired to know who had the temerity to interrupt his battle. In an alleyway off the street, a man in green tights, his eyes obscured by a mask and wielding an ancient Earth weapon stood. "And who are you, who would interrupt this battle of gods?"

"The name's Green Arrow, scum, and I'm gonna take you down. We Earthlings don't bow before tyrants."

Again, two of the odd green objects flew at him, enveloping him again in fire and smoke. When the explosions had cleared, Darkseid stood with a disdainful expression on his face. So this was the being that had defeated Kanto 13. Pathetic.

With a tone of disappointment, he said, "Ah. Just another bug to be squashed."

Beams of force leapt from Darkseid's eyes and struck the one called Green Arrow, sending the Earthling flying. They would not kill him, for he was fated to be the next Kanto, and Apokoliptian tradition had to be preserved.

Darkseid turned around then and again faced Thor, who had finally stood up. "Thou cannot win, Darkseid. Thou must know this to be true."

Darkseid strode forward, a look of anger crossing his face. "There you are wrong, Thor. I will win today, at this place, in this time. Who is going to oppose me?" He strode forward, and punched Thor in the head, sending the winged helm flying off. Such was the force of the blow that a sonic boom erupted, shattering the glass of nearby buildings.

Thor, like all Asgardians, had taken the form of man when they chose to watch over Earth as its gods. This form had given them a weakness, though none of them would admit to it. Darkseid grabbed Thor, and lifted him above his head. The Norse god tried to struggle, but too much of his power had already been expended. Darkseid brought Thor down across his knee. There was a massive crack heard as the spine of the god shattered. Darkseid stood, the broken body of Thor at his feet.

Truly, who now could stop him?

NO!

He's defeating them, as if they were nothing! He's intentionally spreading more bloodshed in this invasion of his.

I clench both of my fists. No more. I'm sick of his disregard for human kind. His blatant display of power at the horror of others. Even his arrogance is beginning to anger me.

I look at him, as he stands over the norse god, with a grim smile on his face. No. MORE.

I rocket towards him, shooting past many of his forces who try to oppose me.

"ENOUGH!"

 

[LibrarianThorne]

<Superman>

I punch another one of the flying monsters Darkseid unleashed. Parts of it's armor goes flying at I uppercut it, sending it into a building.

As more come towards me, my hearing kicks in. Wait... Are those more of Darkseid's forces?!

I turn around, to see at least 20 planes entering the city. I watch as they begin their attack...



I watch as one of the planes departs from the rest... The ones attacking Darkseid's forces. It's heading towards Darkseid's ship. If the plane can, at the very least, penetrate the ship's protective layer, there's a better chance of me or anyone else stopping it. And a better chance of this coming to an end.

I look down, near Broadway, where I saw Thor headed,only to see...

...

Darkseid?!



NO!

He's defeating them, as if they were nothing! He's intentionally spreading more bloodshed in this invasion of his.

I clench both of my fists. No more. I'm sick of his disregard for human kind. His blatant display of power at the horror of others. Even his arrogance is beginning to anger me.

I look at him, as he stands over the norse god, with a grim smile on his face. No. MORE.

I rocket towards him, shooting past many of his forces who try to oppose me.

"ENOUGH!"

IC: Darkseid

"ENOUGH!"

Darkseid turned away from Thor when he heard the yell of rage. Flying towards him was the Kryptonian, a red and blue blur. Impressive, thought Darkseid, moments before the Kryptonian impacted into him. Clenched fists smashed into his chest, driving him fifty feet back along broadway, sending out a ripple of force that further damaged the buildings around them.

Darkseid stood motionless for a moment, then recovered himself and put his hands behind his back. "Most interesting. A mortal mind in the body of a god. Come again, Kryptonian, that we may end this farce."

 

[Red]

“Where, where am I?” confused and groggy I look around, its New York but something’s happened the sky is scorched red. It looks like an animal of some kind is flying across the sky. What’s going on?

I run down the street past the largest skyscrapers and look up in astonishment at the huge structure, just floating in the sky “My God, it can’t be? An invasion.” I whisper to myself.

I hear the screams of people everywhere, those monster’s their hurting people. I have to stop them. I can’t do a thing, but Hulk can.

I pick a bit of derby from the ground, I weigh it in my hand. It has to be done. Someone has to do something. I raise the rock to my head and batter myself over the head. Then I feel it, the green vain shots up my arms as it does each time, I feel my will slowing fading away, but this time I’ve done it myself, the world needs him. He maybe a monster, but he could be the last thing standing against this invasion, God only knows the world needs someone.

 

[Red]

“Where, where am I?” confused and groggy I look around, its New York but something’s happened the sky is scorched red. It looks like an animal of some kind is flying across the sky. What’s going on?

I run down the street past the largest skyscrapers and look up in astonishment at the huge structure, just floating in the sky “My God, it can’t be? An invasion.” I whisper to myself.

I hear the screams of people everywhere, those monster’s their hurting people. I have to stop them. I can’t do a thing, but Hulk can.

I pick a bit of derby from the ground, I weigh it in my hand. It has to be done. Someone has to do something. I raise the rock to my head and batter myself over the head. Then I feel it, the green vain shots up my arms as it does each time, I feel my will slowing fading away, but this time I’ve done it myself, the world needs him. He maybe a monster, but he could be the last thing standing against this invasion, God only knows the world needs someone.

************

Hulk launched into the air. He garbed a Parademon by the neck, and as he fell to the ground slammed it in the pavement.

Hulk gave out a bellowing raw and leapt once more into the crimson sky landing on the ship above. Hulk began to furiously pound the ship.

 

[Batman]

IC: Darkseid

"ENOUGH!"

Darkseid turned away from Thor when he heard the yell of rage. Flying towards him was the Kryptonian, a red and blue blur. Impressive, thought Darkseid, moments before the Kryptonian impacted into him. Clenched fists smashed into his chest, driving him fifty feet back along broadway, sending out a ripple of force that further damaged the buildings around them.

Darkseid stood motionless for a moment, then recovered himself and put his hands behind his back. "Most interesting. A mortal mind in the body of a god. Come again, Kryptonian, that we may end this farce."

I look at him, floating in the air. My knuckles are actually in pain from hitting him, and he...He barely even flenched. He's obviously alot more powerful than I imagined.

My eyes start to glow with heat, as I prepare to rush him, once more.

...

No. I can't. Even after all that this... monster has attempted within his short time here, I can't cross that line. Otherwise, would I be any better than him?

The glow in my eyes starts to fade, As I fly towards him.

"Go back to whatever part of this universe that you crawled out of!"

Then, I unleash a massive right hook across his jaw. Then a left. Then another right. I begin pounding my fists, over and over, across his jaw, as we go another fifty feet across New York City. I throw an uppercut at him, making him look up for a moment. But... That's it.

Before I can continue, Darkseid grabs my ENTIRE face with one lone hand, and with little to no effort,throws me through one glass building, and into the side of brick wall.

My head is spinning as I hear loud, almost sonic boom-like footsteps coming towards me, as I land in a pile of rubble.

My suspicions are comfirmed. He's not obviously alot more powerful than I imagined. He's definatley alot more powerful than I imagined.

(OOC: Sorry for the slight bunny, LT. I can edit, if needed.)

 

[The Question]

I look up at the planes flying overhead.

Looks like the cavelry finally showed up.

Suddenly, I notice Superman isn't floating over me. I look around, and see that he's duking it out with some big grey dude.


And getting the crap beat out of himself.


Without really thinking, I rocket down broadwya and hit the grey guy across the face with one of the stick thingies. I then jump onto his back, wrap my legs around his throat very tightly, and put my hands over his eyes.

"I think someone needs a time out!"

 

[Sparta*]

<Mister Fantastic >

"People of the Earth, welcome to a new age! I am the herald of your new Lord and Master! Your governments have one hour to surrender sovereignty to Him. Who is He? Who is the Beginning and the End? Who is the Master of the Omega Force? Who is the Lord of Apokolips? WHO IS YOUR NEW GOD?"

"Darkseid Is."

"NO!" Reed shouted aloud. "Not while I have a single breath left in me!"

"Who is Darkseid? What is happening?" Sue said "Superman's gone Reed!"

"Look outside" Reed said to Sue as she walked over to the window "Look at the sky, the tanks, the ships...the sensless slaughter...that is Darkseid...and that is why I have to stop him" Before Reed could say another word, another voice entered his head...but this one was familiar, and not threatening.

"REED RICHARDS...IT IS I, UATU, FROM THE AGELESS RACE OF WATCHER'S. I FEAR YOUR WORLD IS ON THE BRINK OF DESTRUCTION...UNLESS YOU ACT NOW, ALL HOPE WILL BE LOST, AND ALL LIGHT WILL FADE FROM THIS EARTH LIKE THE COUNTLESS OTHERS DARKSEID HAS USURPED"

"Tell me what I must do Uatu...anything and it will be done" Reed said, in an almost hypnotic tone as he made his way towards the hangar where his newly crafted spaceship was.

"Reed?" Sue said. She turned around to see that he vanished "Who was he talking to...and what did he mean?"

"THERE IS A COSMIC WEAPON OF UNSPEAKABLE POWER THAT YOU MUST RETRIEVE. IT LAYS HIDDEN DEEP INSIDE AN AGELESS SHIP CONTAINING A BEING OF PURE COSMIC ENERGY RESTING IN INCUBATION. UNTIL THE TIME IS RIGHT, GALACTUS WILL POSE NO THREAT TO YOU...GO NOW, AND SEEK THE WEAPON...IT IS THE ONLY HOPE YOU HAVE OF SAVING YOUR PLANET, BUT BE FOREWARNED, WHOEVER USES THIS WEAPON WILL MAKE THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE...NOT EVEN THE MIGHTIEST CAN SURVIVE IT'S POWER. I HAVE BROKEN MY SACRED OATH OF NON-INTERFERENCE TO INFORM YOU OF THIS REED RICHARDS.....I HAVE DEVELOPED WHAT YOU HUMANS REFER TO AS...EMOTION...TOWARDS THIS PLANET AND ITS INHABITANTS...DARKSEID MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO RULE"

"And he will not Uatu...I will stop at nothing to save this planet. I will gladly give myself to keep my home free" Reed said as he entered his spacecraft. The location of Galactus's ship appeared on the monitor before him. His ship rocketed out into space. An uncertain amount of time passed before saw Galactus ship off in the distance. It was absolutley enormous, bigger then any moon. As he neared the ship, a metallic being on a silver surf board came out to meet him.

"Who dares disturb the incubation of my master Galactus? Speak quickly or suffer the consequences, so says the Silver Surfer!"

Reed put on a spacesuit and exited the spacecraft. "My name is Reed Richards and I am from the planet Earth...I have come here under the council of Uatu the Watcher"

"You lie Richards...the Watcher's would never interfere with the comings and goings of mortals" the surfer replied

"It is no lie...or planet is being invaded by the being known as Darkseid...innocent people are dying every second I waste here. Uatu spoke of a weapon that I must retrieve if I am to save my planet!"

"So you seek.....the Ultimate Nullifier..." the Surfer answered back "Not even the might of Galactus could control a weapon such as that. It will do as you wish, but at the cost of your life"

"I'm willing to make that sacrifice...for my family...my friends...and so everyone else can keep on living...life must go on no matter what the cost!" Reed replied

The Surfer pondered for a moment. "Such compassion...such selflessness...I sense nothing malicious about this mortal...he truly only desires to save his planet, not to seek personal conquests or gratification"

"My master devours planets such as yours, and I am cursed to seek them out for him. But this Darkseid...this dark terror that I have heard about since I was a child on Zen-La, seeks only to destroy for his own selfish conquests, while my master must destroy, or he will cease to exist. For this reason, and your compassion for life, I will grant you the Ultimate Nullifier" The surfer paused for a moment, then turned and soared into the massive ship. Mere moments later he returned with what looked like a metal circle.

"Use this weapon wisely Reed Richards...it has the power to destroy your world along with Darkseid if you are not careful" The Surfer said as he approached Mister Fantastic and gave him the weapon.

"Thank you Surfer, the Earth is in your master's debt" Reed replied as he entered his spacecraft and made his way back towards his planet. He had to act fast.

"I fear you do not know the meaning of your words Richards...a debt to Galactus is a debt not many planets can pay. When my master is in need of life energies to nourish himself...we will meet again, under the most dire of circumstances" The surfer said aloud, to the blackness of space.

 

[Midnight Ice]

Captain America pilots one of Lex's jets, shooting down all invaders that he can. Swooping by every few minutes to take a few shots at the ship.

"There has got to be a force field generator some hwere on this thing!"

He pulls up a communication window.

"Hey, Lex, any luck finding out this ships weakness? if we can get this shield down, I can lead a charge into it."