"One Universe" RPG thread.

[Keyser Soze]

"Thanks Devil! Its been an honor. And by the way, you can call me 'Cap'."I Yell to him as he swings off. I have no idea is he heard me, I can only hope that he did.

I turn to Luthor."Fisk is in your office, hopefully still unconscious. Lets go." The two enter the building and enter an elevator headed for the top florr.

The two stand in the elevator in silence as it ascends to Luthor's penthouse office on the top floor. The door opens, and they are confronted with Bullseye and Deadpool, attempting to lift Wilson Fisk.

"You!"

 

[Red]

The two stand in the elevator in silence as it ascends to Luthor's penthouse office on the top floor. The door opens, and they are confronted with Bullseye and Deadpool, attempting to lift Wilson Fisk.

"You!"

”Chuck Norris!...oh no wait, Lex Luthor!”

I guess this is where I try and kill Luthor “again”, how many times is that now Red X?

The elevator door starts to shut and Captain America charges forward clutch both sides of the door. His head peaks through the opening and I shove my pistol against it

“Ya’ know I’ve always wondered…What does that big A stand for?”

 

[Watchman]

"Mysterio! You call yourself the master of illusion?"

I slam into his orb with multiple punches. I've had just about enough of this.

"I call you a coward..."

The real Mysterio watched as Superman punched his way through glass dome. He called him a coward he is not a coward by any means.

"I am not a coward I am a genius" he slams his fist on the cmputer console.

"And a being of such omnipotence needs so many friends to take down me...alas it has come down to the final scene and it is time for the villain to make the ultimatuim" he presses a few button on the console and the dome lights up with a timer.

"You see the machine is rigged with a bomb let the timer go out and then these city block will go up along with your friend that I have in my grip also the machine will fall when I stop piloting it. Now do you go after the villain or do you stop the bomb?" he presses a few more buttons and the top of the dome opens up a small hole over his chair. Little thrusters come out at the bottom of the chair and Mysterio begins to blast off.

"Curse you Superman! We'll meet again!" he shouts as he rockets in the air.

 

[Trigger]

Morph's optimistic smile faded faster than his confidence. The machine's grip was stronger than Morph's diamond form. Morph could only hold this form for so long before his body would need to revert back into its normal form.

Morph struggled some more before crying out in panic, " Help!! Stupes, Condom lad, Pantry! Anybody Heeeellllp!"

 

[wiegeabo]

Hmph. Sentry's down, although that light of his seems to have taken care of the mini-bots. Mr. "I'll kick you in the spleen" is in trouble. And the big globe-headed robot is gettin' ready to explode and take out a city block. So who do I help first?

Easy. Me.

I ain't afraid of any explosion. Ain't gonna hurt me. But I'll be damned before I let that freak get away. No one picks a fight with the Juggernaut and lives for very long.

I get myself a runnin' start and jump in the air after the guy in the flying chair. But he's just out of my grasp. I land hard, making quite a nice pothole. I pick up a manhole cover and fling it in the air at the guy. He dogdes to the side and the manhole cover just plows through the side of building.

I just stand there, furious. "This ain't over punk," I say to myself.

Behind me, the countdown continues...

 

[Noon]

"Arghh!"

I shove him away, but somehow I don't feel like I'm the one in control anymore. I spit out my words like venom, and my voice shifts slightly, losing it's accent.

"Love is for fools! If you won't fight for mutant supremacy, then you are no better than those filthy humans, and you will be treated as such!"

I swing at him and my fist catches him in the jaw, probably only landing the hit because I caught him so by surprise. I turn and run before he can recover, sprinting towards the hanger.

I bolt through the hallways till I screech to a halt in front of the metal hanger doors. I look at the keypad next to the reinforced doors, it's a four digit code, it could take me days to guess it. Damn. I try to pry my fingers between the doors, but it's locked up tight.

"Gawd Damnit!"

I punch my fist into the metal, not caring about the pain. It vibrates a little from the hit and I consider a different approach. I step back a little and hold out my plams towards the doors, closing my eyes. I search for that bit of magneto that gives me his powers, faded now into some deep part of my mind.

There is a minute creak as the doors shift ever so slightly, but it's no good, the powers are too weak, just residue, I doubt I could even bend a spoon now.

Despair overtakes me and I sink to my knees. I have this overwhelming need to escape from here, but I don't even know if that is my need, or Magneto in my head. I just can't seem to think straight.

 

[Logan Howlett]

I bolt through the h"allways till I screech to a halt in front of the metal hanger doors. I look at the keypad next to the reinforced doors, it's a four digit code, it could take me days to guess it. Damn. I try to pry my fingers between the doors, but it's locked up tight.

"Gawd Damnit!"

I punch my fist into the metal, not caring about the pain. It vibrates a little from the hit and I consider a different approach. I step back a little and hold out my plams towards the doors, closing my eyes. I search for that bit of magneto that gives me his powers, faded now into some deep part of my mind.

There is a minute creak as the doors shift ever so slightly, but it's no good, the powers are too weak, just residue, I doubt I could even bend a spoon now.

Despair overtakes me and I sink to my knees. I have this overwhelming need to escape from here, but I don't even know if that is my need, or Magneto in my head. I just can't seem to think straight.

H


<Logan! Get down to the main hanger doors, it appears one of our new arrivals is in a panic.>

<What??>

<Please, just hurry. I will meet you there shortly.>

"Great! Now I gota babysit Chucks kids too!"

I run down to the hanger bay as quikly as I can, nearly runnin into that blind kid. Hes proly confused as all hell, but I'll explain the sitch to him later......that is...once its explained to me.

As I near the bay entrance I see Rogue fallin down to her knees. She cryin, can't see her face to well, but I can smell the tears. I slowly walk up to her, after the training I've had, people don't hear me until I want them to. Ninjustsu pays off......just wish I could remember where I learned it. When I'm close behind her I kneel down to her level and say,

"Hey.......Whats wrong? Whatever it is.....I doubt its the kind of thing you should be runnin from. I mean......its pretty obious what your doin.....at least to me anyway. I've done enough runnin and hidin to last a life time........you prolly just think I'm some old cook who don't know what he's talkin about......and maybe I aint a shrink, but I can tell ya that whatever your goin through.....between Chuck, myself, and the rest of the kids enrolled here.....we've been through it all. You got people you can talk to.........if ya want...."

 

[Noon]

H


<Logan! Get down to the main hanger doors, it appears one of our new arrivals is in a panic.>

<What??>

<Please, just hurry. I will meet you there shortly.>

"Great! Now I gota babysit Chucks kids too!"

I run down to the hanger bay as quikly as I can, nearly runnin into that blind kid. Hes proly confused as all hell, but I'll explain the sitch to him later......that is...once its explained to me.

As I near the bay entrance I see Rogue fallin down to her knees. She cryin, can't see her face to well, but I can smell the tears. I slowly walk up to her, after the training I've had, people don't hear me until I want them to. Ninjustsu pays off......just wish I could remember where I learned it. When I'm close behind her I kneel down to her level and say,

"Hey.......Whats wrong? Whatever it is.....I doubt its the kind of thing you should be runnin from. I mean......its pretty obious what your doin.....at least to me anyway. I've done enough runnin and hidin to last a life time........you prolly just think I'm some old cook who don't know what he's talkin about......and maybe I aint a shrink, but I can tell ya that whatever your goin through.....between Chuck, myself, and the rest of the kids enrolled here.....we've been through it all. You got people you can talk to.........if ya want...."

I near jump outta my skin when I hear his voice, didn't hear him coming. I wipe away the tears roughly, and look down at my hands, avoiding his gaze.

"You don't know, ya can't understand......Ah don't know if ahm even making ma own choices anymore, not with him...in ma head" I scrunch my eyes shut "Shoutin, all clamouring for attention....it hurts...."

I look up at him finally, my eyes red and wide.

"It's lahke ahm drowning, all the voices....Ah can't make them stop..."

 

[Midnight Ice]

”Chuck Norris!...oh no wait, Lex Luthor!”

I guess this is where I try and kill Luthor “again”, how many times is that now Red X?

The elevator door starts to shut and Captain America charges forward clutch both sides of the door. His head peaks through the opening and I shove my pistol against it

“Ya’ know I’ve always wondered…What does that big A stand for?”

"It stands for America you idiot."

I force the elevator dorrs to open completly and use my shield to knock the gun from Deadpool's hand.

"You know, these elevators have a weight limit, you should have used the stairs."

 

[Red]

"It stands for America you idiot."

I force the elevator dorrs to open completly and use my shield to knock the gun from Deadpool's hand.

"You know, these elevators have a weight limit, you should have used the stairs."

“And you should have changed out of those PJ’s!”

I dive forward forcing the boyscout to the ground, the elevator door’s close behind me. I pull myself up and raise my fists.

 

[Electro UK]

Bullseye sighed as Deadpool vanished behind the elevator doors. "Why me?" he headed over to the lift and pushed the button, whisteling while he waited for the lifts return.

 

[Electro UK]

I love that feel on my face as the air rushes past. It just gives me that little extra something that gets me past the day. I feel like I could just spend all day up here, above the people down below, watching over them. But I have to remind myself that these people need watching over.

Hell's kitchen isn't the nicest of places, but that's not going to stop me fighting for it. I will not lose this place to the darkness, this is my home. Anway, I can't stay up here too long, these guys that have been following me at street level for about an hour now are probably getting bored.

No doubt Lex's way of saying "Thanks, but you know my secret." I leap down into an alley below and hide behnd a garbage can. A pack of about 6 people enter the alley, drawing blades as they walk further in. Lex's elite or something like that I guess.

I grab the bin lid and toss it into the group, knocking them over. As they pick themselves up, I charge, ducking and pummeling my fists whever I can. They frantically swing at me, trying so hard to just to hit. I swing my club into one's nose, hearing the snap on impact.

That's 2 down, these 4 are shaking in their boots. I toss my club at one as I leap on top of another and beat down on him. Grabbing his sword as he falls, I whack the 3rd round the face with the handle, catching my club as he hits the ground.

The other one shakes nervously I smile and I whip my club round his blade and yank it out of his hands. "Boo." the final one runs away screaming. I'll get you for this Lex, I swear it.

 

[LibrarianThorne]

The sounds of battle woke him. Slowly, he stirred. His fingers moved, ever so slowly, and he recognized what he felt. His eyes snapped open, their clear blue beholding an azure sky. A massive red-haired man was standing over him, his beard and hair matted by sweat. Clutched in one hand and resting on his shoulder was a massvie battleaxe.

"Hah! Never thought I'd see you here, Odinson," said the man with a wide grin. He reached down one massive, scarred hand.

Thor regarded him for a few moments, then reached out his own hand. The man helped Thor to his feet.

"Welcome to Valhalla, Aesir."

 

[Logan Howlett]

I near jump outta my skin when I hear his voice, didn't hear him coming. I wipe away the tears roughly, and look down at my hands, avoiding his gaze.

"You don't know, ya can't understand......Ah don't know if ahm even making ma own choices anymore, not with him...in ma head" I scrunch my eyes shut "Shoutin, all clamouring for attention....it hurts...."

I look up at him finally, my eyes red and wide.

"It's lahke ahm drowning, all the voices....Ah can't make them stop..."

I look into her eyes and I see pain........pain I aint seen since.......well...since I last looked in a mirror. I don't want anyone to feel that way, no one deserves that.

"Hey.......its gona be ok. Shhhhh......calm down, shhh......it alright darlin......yur gona be ok."

I don't know exactly how to handel these sitations, but I'm learnin. Just gota go with my instincts. I wrap my arms around her, and pull her cryin eyes into the colar of my shirt, holdin the back of her head with my hand. She grips at my shirt tight, squeezin the hell out of it. I dono if its outa pain, or anger, but I gota try and get her calm.

"Shhhhhhh, listen to me, listen to me.....yur gona be fine, I promise. You aint gota worry bout a thing darlin, the professor, he can help you.........he helped me........I know what its like havin them voices in yer head.......not bein able to tell which one is you, and whats real or not......Chuck took me in a while back, helped me start to figure out who I realy am......where I realy belong. I'm sorry you seem to have gone through somethin......well.....somethin that most a the world wound'nt understand............but I aint most a the world. Look at me......I promise you.....every thing is gona be ok....I'll take care of you."

 

[Venom160]

H


<Logan! Get down to the main hanger doors, it appears one of our new arrivals is in a panic.>

<What??>

<Please, just hurry. I will meet you there shortly.>

"Great! Now I gota babysit Chucks kids too!"

I run down to the hanger bay as quikly as I can, nearly runnin into that blind kid. Hes proly confused as all hell, but I'll explain the sitch to him later......that is...once its explained to me.

As I near the bay entrance I see Rogue fallin down to her knees. She cryin, can't see her face to well, but I can smell the tears. I slowly walk up to her, after the training I've had, people don't hear me until I want them to. Ninjustsu pays off......just wish I could remember where I learned it. When I'm close behind her I kneel down to her level and say,

"Hey.......Whats wrong? Whatever it is.....I doubt its the kind of thing you should be runnin from. I mean......its pretty obious what your doin.....at least to me anyway. I've done enough runnin and hidin to last a life time........you prolly just think I'm some old cook who don't know what he's talkin about......and maybe I aint a shrink, but I can tell ya that whatever your goin through.....between Chuck, myself, and the rest of the kids enrolled here.....we've been through it all. You got people you can talk to.........if ya want...."

<Cyclops>

I decided to try and get my bearings of the mansion, big mistake, this place is bigger than I thought. It took me not even ten minutes to be get totally lost, I stop when I hear hard footfalls closing in on me. I feel somone rush past me and they're gone again without saying anything. I try to follow where the footsteps headed only to stumble into a small table with a vase ontop of it.

"Damn it!"

Completely frustrated I kick the wall I was leaning against, after a couple of minutes I try to retrace my steps only to walk into another person.

"Hey Slim anything wrong?"

"Hey Iceman, no I was just trying to get my barings and failed miserably."

"Yeah this place is easy to get lost in even if you could see where your going, anyway I just finished talking to the Professor and he wants me to help you out until he finishes working on that thing for you, he said you and Logan knew what he was talking about."

"Cool thanks for telling me."

"Its no prob, the other students are all hanging out in the backyard and I wondering if to go and hang out and meet everyone?"

"Sure."

 

[TheTurtle]

I have never been to America before. What has brought me here is something that goes back to my childhood.

Nightmares.

As a child, I grew up in prison. The things that go on there are not for a childs eyes, but the shock you experience soon dies away... I was two when I first played lookout, for guards as they beat and assaulted a prisoner.

I made my first kill at the age of eight. Two prisoners who beat me, hurt me. I killed one in their sleep, and gutted one while we did the laundry. Even in a country where you're jailed as an infant for a crime you did not commit, being a child buys some immunity.

But the nightmares were always there. Nightmares of a giant, demon bat chasing me, haunting me. It is the only creature I have ever feared.

I have come to America to find it, and kill it. Over my last six months in hell, before I escaped I heard stories about a giant "Bat Man". A Demon Bat, the one that has haunted me all my life.

Soon I will face that bat - when the time is right.

Right now, I need to perhaps find some work... New York seems the best place to start...

**

I start in the libraries - pouring over old newspapers. Know thy enemy. Every mention of Batman in the press - along with all of these others... these Supermen and Iron Men...

The world has delved into a new kind of insanity...

Batman will be the first to fall by man hand, and Gotham will be mine.

 

[twylight]

I give her a supportive smile. "I understand. Take all the time you need. If you ever think you might want to help, consider it an open invitation. Even if it's only because you want someone to talk to. We'll be there. Just come to the Gotham City Brownstone."

"Now, you said something about getting back home?"

I nod.

"San Francisco close enough?"

I close my eyes and concentrate. I really hope I don't end up scattering our atoms through the galaxy.

"Og emoh"

I open my eyes and find myself in my dim apartment living room.

Alone. I glance around hoping to see him, but he's not here.

How? It dawns on me dimly, I said "Go home" he's probably at his home.

I sigh and sit down on the edge of the sofa, it's mid-afternoon, but I wouldn't be able to tell that without the clock on the wall. The sky outside is grey and the rain is beating against my window. Everything is as I left it. Even the flower I'd used my spell on. It's brightly colored leaves reaching for the dingy white ceiling. I bite my lip and look at the coffee table, the box of my fathers things are still sitting there.

I stand and pick them up.

Druid...I don't even rememeber his first name. Did he have any family? Should I call someone? I bow my head and let a tear escape. He opened me a little to magic, but all he did was prove me right. He died because of it. Just like my father. For everything good magic does it does something worse.

Science aknowledges it in Newton's Third law.
Even ancient alchemy had it as a rule of some kind, perhaps it still does.

I pick up the carved box containing my own magic wand and walk to the closet shoving the cardboard box and the wooden one up on the top shelf before closing the door with a soft click.

 

[wiegeabo]

Odd, since when is my house in San Francisco? That's where Zatanna said we were going. Oh, well. She must be a better magician than she thought.

As I walk through my front door, I wonder if I will ever see her again. Then I wonder where Joan is. "Joan?" I call out. No answer. I check the clock and see it's mid-afternoon. She'll probably be out for a couple of more hours. I'm not surprised she's kept up her normal routine even though I've been gone for a couple of days. She's more than used to it by now.

But that still doesn't stop me from making it up to her. I'm thinking a nice surprise dinner, and then...

...

It's been a few days since the whole Mordru affair, and I've spent some quality time with Joan. Even hopped over to Keystone for a bit to help their Flash with a new group of thugs that's popped up. That Flash is a good kid. Still a lot to learn, but he's well on his way

Now that I've taken a nice break, I want to get back out to the Brownstone, start getting that team together. First stop should be to see Dinah and Tony, but something on the news catches my eye. Seems that Superman, Juggernaut, and a couple of others I've never heard of have gotten themselves into some trouble out in New York City. Looks like their fighting some new villain named Mysterio. What is going on with the world today. Where are all these people coming from?

I think I'll be making a detour...

 

[Watchman]

The Doombot gestured for Psycho Pirate to follow him. They headed back to the craft that brought them here. The Doombot turned around and faced him.

"The ship will take you to where the generator is located do not fail us Hayden" the Doombot walked away and back into the castle. Hayden walked into the plane and the door closed behind him. He sits in a chair and the plane lifts off. Again the plane moves at incredible speeds and it seems in no time he is over the Atlantic. Soon they landed and in the distance there was a building. On the side of the building read Stark Industries. Hayden made his way toward the building.

 

[Electro UK]

Some times... some times to feel alive I don't have to be Daredevil. To feel alive I don't have to go swinging over roof tops and beating down the bad guys. Some times, I feel more alive than I ever have just feeling Karen Page's presance.

That scent, the overpowering scent of a summer's breeze, most of the time it lifts me higher than the limits I can go to as Daredevil. I go as high as the sky. Women can do this to a man. Who cares I have super-powers? Every man on the planet can soar higher than Daredevil or Spider-man with the right feeling.

"Morning Mr. Murdock." Karen says as she steps inside my office. "Oh... is everything alright? Did you fall over last night?" thats when I remember the nasty little gift Bullseye gave me last night, a clean cut on my cheek.

"Oh... uh yes, slipped the pavement, gave myself a nasty knock." She's so kind, caring for me like that. Its not her duty too... is she in love with me? wy can't my damn super-senses read human emotion?

"Well I keep telling you to get a guide dog or something, isn't it about time you listened to me?" she says jokingly.

I smile "Not a dog person Karon. So, what's on the agenda today?"

"Well you have a meeting with your client Mr..." I look at her as she babbles on... I wish she's shut up and kiss me. I wish the poor old blind man act wasn't weighing me down... Damn. Trouble, few blocks from here. Sorry Karen, gonna have to leave you for a moment or two.

 

[Batman]

(IC: Superman)

The real Mysterio watched as Superman punched his way through glass dome. He called him a coward he is not a coward by any means.

"I am not a coward I am a genius" he slams his fist on the cmputer console.

"And a being of such omnipotence needs so many friends to take down me...alas it has come down to the final scene and it is time for the villain to make the ultimatuim" he presses a few button on the console and the dome lights up with a timer.

"You see the machine is rigged with a bomb let the timer go out and then these city block will go up along with your friend that I have in my grip also the machine will fall when I stop piloting it. Now do you go after the villain or do you stop the bomb?" he presses a few more buttons and the top of the dome opens up a small hole over his chair. Little thrusters come out at the bottom of the chair and Mysterio begins to blast off.

"Curse you Superman! We'll meet again!" he shouts as he rockets in the air.

My eyes widen. He's thought this through. He's thought about what would happen if he weren't able to suceed in his plan... And worse, he's made sure he won't come out of it empty handed.

I look over at Morph, struggling to get from the machine's grip. Have to hurry, if I'm going to do what I think I'm going to do... Not to mention the fact that it's going to fall.

I fly around the machine at lightning speed, aiming for it's wrist. Then, taking in a deep breath, I blow as hard as I can onto it as I can until it's completely turned to ice. Looking up into the sky, I brace myself as the seering heat hits my retinas once again...

The wrist detatches, as Morph begins to fall. I immediatley fly after him, grabbing the wrist with both hands and flying up to a rooftop. Setting him down, I turn around, to see the machine falling. With a timer on the top of it.

No... I can't let it... I won't let it...

This is going to be hard. Infact, probably even more than I can imagine. I've never lifted anything of this size. And never with the danger of it exploding hanging over my head... literally.

I think about New York. How many people will be lost if I fail. I think about The Daily Planet... Metropolis... All those people who depend on me, and how I'd let them down. I think about Ma and Pa. I think about my birth parents... And, I admit it, at this point... I'm thinking about Lois. How I care about them all... How I have to protect them.

If I make it through this... The things I could do... the relationships I could still mend, and start... The difference I could make... The destiny I could still fufill...

And suddenly, I'm not worried about it anymore. Suddenly... I'm off. Faster than a speeding bullet.

The first thing I do is fly around the machine, and hold my hands out, letting it fall... Until it finally stops on my palms. I grit my teeth, feeling my body beginning to go downwards. I push harder, letting all fears fly off of me like a trail of bullets.

It takes a few minutes, but eventually, I find myself lifting it over my head. It's more than twice the size of me... But I'm doing it. I'm actually doing it. Letting myself hover to the ground, I feel as the ground hits the bottom of my boots. Then, putting all of my strength into my legs... I push harder than I've ever pushed.

I close my eyes as I do it. This isn't like lifting a tractor, or a robot... And I don't have The Thing to help me, here... There's a chance this won't work...

I open my eyes. They widen again. I don't believe it...

...I'm over 200 feet in the air over New York. I'm not just doing what I wanted to do... I'm surpassing what I expected to do. I look up, with my jaw still clenched, and my arms still struggling to carry the weight. Have to keep it up... Have to keep going...

Eventually, I pass the Earth's atmosphere. And the moon. But I keep going. I'm not letting this thing have a chance to explode near Earth, and send countless pieces of debris scattering back down. I'm not willing to take that chance.

I fly past a few planets, as the area around me becomes dimly lit. I can't help but feel somewhat of a sense of relief. What am I going to do? Simple. Since I can't let it explode near Earth, or any other planets... But I can't disarm the bomb... I'm going to throw it into the Sun.

As the area around me glows, I struggle, as I put in one final effort. This is going to be the hard part. Letting go of the machine, I fly back, before turning around. Time to see if I've really earned my namesake...

I fly after it, fist raised. All of my speed... All of my strength is going into this. It better work... Because if it doesn't, I could end up destroying this side of the Solar System...

I slam my fist into it as hard as I can, and watch as it flies ahead of me. What I'm doing is... impossible. Of course... By some standards... my very existance is impossible. I watch as it crashes into the sun, a few miles ahead of me. (I'm not even going to try and guess how far away from it I am.) As big as the machine is... It looks like an ant, compared to the glowing orb ahead of me... So it simply melts into it, not causing any damage whatsoever.

I turn around, and fly back.

What... How did I... Did I just do that? If what I guess is correct... I just lifted a giant bomb over my head... flew it out more than a few hundred miles at supersonic speed... and threw it into the sun.

...

I need to go home and take a nice, long rest. All of that took away my strength... I'm lucky that I can still fly. Though I really do need to check in with Juggernaut, Morph, and Sentry... I may just go back to Metropolis anyway. It's been far too long...

A smile forms across my face, as I approach Earth.

I had no idea...

 

[Batman]

EDIT: Double post.

 

[wiegeabo]

The midwest is a blur. In no time I'm at the east coast and heading right for New York City. It takes me several seconds to scour the city and find what I'm looking for. A devistated neighborhood, Juggernaut standing in the middle of the street, and Superman taking off into the sky holding what looks like a giant robot with a fishbowl for a head.

On the ground is a large man that looks vaguely like Superman and I can see on the room a pastey-white skinned man trapped in a giant robot hand.

I don't say this often. "Looks like I'm late."

***

What?

"Oh, hey gramps. Didn't think I'd be seeing you again. Haven't keeled over yet?"

"Nice to see you too lunkhead. Looks like I missed the party."

"Oh, yeah. It was real fun," I say sarcastically.

"Just what the heck did I miss here." Looking around I see damaged buildings and injured people. "Dammit, why aren't you helping them?" he asks, pointing.

"Why aren't you kissin' my ass old-timer? They ain't my problem."

***

I shake my head. "Same self-centerd Juggernaut. I'll be back in a second." It actually takes five seconds to get the injured to hospitals. There were more casualties than I expected.

When I get back, I stand right infront of him. "They were your responsibility!" I shout at him. "If your going to be a hero, you have to protect the innocents."

"Who said I wanted to be a hero?"

Those words catch me off guard. I don't know what to say to him.

"Listen bud, I got invovled in this whole mess for one reason, to kick someone's ass. Fishbowl guy messed with me. While trying to get back at him, I end up in this mess that sends me to Metropolis, to a fight with Mordru, and back here where it started. And the son of a ***** still got away! So you better back off because I'm real pissed."

I stand my ground. This guy doesn't scare me. I've met much tougher than him. My mind flashes to Darkseid, then Thor, then Mordru. Much tougher. "You know, I was going to ask you to join a team we're putting together. But I don't think you'd be cut out for it."

"I think your right, about not joining you guys, not the other thing. Doubt you could keep up with me. Besides, I've got a family reunion to get to." Juggernaut starts walking away. Then he turns back. "Who's in this team anyway?"

"Right now? Me, Iron Man, and Black Canary."

"Canary, huh? So...she's doing better than?" I surprised as I hear actual concern in his voice.

"Yeah," I say confused, "she was up and around the next day."

Juggernaut smiles, surprising me again. "Good. Maybe I will look up that team of yours sometime. Pay Canary a visit. She's got class." He turns away from me again, but glances over his shoulder. "Unlike the rest of you." He starts walking away.

A scary though occurs to me. Did he just become our enemy? Then a more terrifying thought occurs to me. Does he like Dinah?!?

 

[Logan Howlett]

I lye on the ground, the inside of my chest feels cold......things are getting darker.......maybe I'm starting to black out.......no.....no I'm not.......the sky is actualy getting darker......its like a big black.....cloud....but not. What is going on? I look around me to see Morph is on top of some building, juggernuts is standing a few feet away talking to some guys in tights......and a reeeeealy weird hat! Superman is making his way back down to earth....what he did took alot of guts! Thats when I feel it.....that cold breeze across my face......a feeling from childhood.......when I was small.....something....dark....I look up at the sky, its gotten darker, almost pitch black.....it starts swirling around in the middle.....almost like.....a tornado....but backwards! Actualy going into the sky! Then I hear a noise that I don't think I'll ever forget.......a laugh....a deep hard laugh.....I can almost remember it from somewhere......but.....I can't place it.........then it happens, a huge blast of red energy comes from the center of the spining clouds and hits me hard in the chest, causing me to sink harder into the ground. Debree flys everywhere, and then......I see him......glowing in a dark red aura the figure hovers in the air, at the center of the storm. I can't see his face, its covered in darkness.....but his....I guess costume, looks like mine...but dark! All I can hear is his laughter.....

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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What the hell?

Before I can say much else this.....THING fires down a blast of red energy from his palms, I'm barely able to turn away from the blast in time. My chest grows colder with every moment. I stand up clutching my lungs, the THING keeps laughing!

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HAHAHAHAHAHA!......Your no hero! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

How does he know me? WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY! before I can ask him He fires again, this time at us all, I rush a Juggernuts and slam into him to push him out of the way, and then the blast ment for him hits me hard and blows me back into a car. Its not hot, not like any energy blast I can produce, but cold, like that feeling in my chest. I can't breath.....I realy can't breath! I try to talk, try to tell someone, but my words come out as sighs and gasps, I doubt they can understand me........I'm gona die here......OH GOD! OH GOD! I'M GONA DIE! I DON'T WANA DIE! OH GOD!

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H.....lp.......hl......pls........cn...cnt......bre.......gd......PLssss!

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DIE! ALL OF YOU! DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

 

[Midnight Ice]

“And you should have changed out of those PJ’s!”

I dive forward forcing the boyscout to the ground, the elevator door’s close behind me. I pull myself up and raise my fists.

"Why would I do that? Its not like taking you down is gonna take that long. I mean, look at you you are just some two bit errand boy. If you were worth anything you wouldn't need to be working for Fisk."

I throw my shield at a nearby wall, bouncing it off of two more before it hurtles towards Deadpool's back.