"One Universe" RPG thread.

[wiegeabo]

"So Ice Boy knocked my helmet off, huh?"

"Obviously."

"You had it planned the whole time, didn't you?"

"Yes."

I sigh, and stand up. I finally notice we're in a grassy field with a few trees, and that I'm my normal self, with no Cyttorak power. "And we're in your head."

"No, we are in our head."

"How about you get out of our head and let my have mine back? Then we can finish this like real men."

"Now Cain, you WILL stop this. I have releaved you or your motor functions in the real world. I know you have many misconceptions of what happened between us, but whatever issues we may have they are between US, there is no need for the children to suffer. Now we will discuss this like gentlemen, not mindless brutes. I do not want this day to last in the children's memory as typical, or an ordinary occourance, for it should not and will not be such. We will end this today, lest I decide to change my moral beliefs and remove all memory of our interaction from you mind........ Whatever you believe, that does not give you the right to indanger these young lives, or destroy the only place they have to call home. Your selfish desire could have put many of these children on the street, to be not only cold and hungry, but hated an feared. Your problem, Cain, is that you do not think past yourself, you do not consider the reprecusions of your actions on others lives. It would be simple enough for me to write you off as a sociopath, but if that were true....why would you have saved so many during the Darksied invasion? Hmm? Why would you save those innocents on the streets, and fight a tyranical leader who is possibly the only being more powerfull than you in terms of brute strength? You can not deny that deep inside of you there is a soul, and in that soul a longing to do good for others.....What do you have to say for youself....brother?"

I listen carefully to my brother's words and take a moment to thin about what he said. "Y'know, you left one thing out, Charles."

"And what is that?" he asks.

"You didn't tell me why the hell I should care." Charles sighs as I say it. "Why should I care about you 'children'? They don't mean anything to me. Hell, they're mutants anyway, just like you. You're the real monster, dear brother. You put those kid's lives in danger, not me. This was between you and me. And you're damn right I only think about myself. That's how you survive in this world, by looking out for number one! And who do you think I learned that from? You, 'dear' brother. You!"

Xavier is shocked by what I say. "Me? Since when did I ever teach you such a thing?"

"Oh, please. Ever since dad married you mom and you came into the familiy. Don't you even remeber, or were you to blind to see it? I was better then you Charles, always was. Faster, stronger, smarter. But did anyone care? No. Because they were always on about you. You made sure everyone was focused on you. Used you mind powers to keep them interested in you and ignoring me."

"I did no such thing."

"Right, Charles. Sure you didn't. No matter what I did, I got in trouble and you came out like an angel."

"You tortured me as a child!" Charles says, anger plain in his voice.

"Damn right I did. Someone had to keep you in your place. You were the younger brother. You weren't even my real brother. And you were a mutant. Ain't no mutant better then me then or now. Hell, the only attention I got from my own father was when I helped him in his lab, and even then he could only call me a screw up."

"Cain, he ignored us all. You, me, and our mother. He was obsessed with that labwork of his, and that lonliness is what helped kill her. What right do you have to be more angry then me about that? His obsession is what killed him. The lab fire consumed him because he refused to leave his work behind, refused to help the two of us get out."

"Charles, you just don't understand. Who do you think started that fire?"

My brother's eyes grow wide with horror. "God, Cain. No. You...murdered him?!?"

I shake my head. "No, that was an accident. I set that fire to destroy the lab. Then he'd have no choice but spend time with us. To be the father we never had. But the damned fool wouldn't leave. Had to save his precious files while we almost burned to death. And the only reason we made it out was because I pulled us both out of the fire. I still don't know why I saved you. But him...even after all these years, I don't regret what I did. I'm glad he's dead."

"Cain, you don't mean it."

"Yes! Yes I do!!!" The world erupts around us and when I open my eyes, Charles and I are still in the computer room. He's sitting next to the passed out ice boy, and I can move again.

"Cain..." there are almost tears in his eys.

"No regrets, Charles."

 

[Logan Howlett]

I've about lost it, can't even see straight. I just keep clawin, and rippin into Creed, the sick bastard laughs.

"RAARRARRARRARARGGHGHAAGHgARARRAR!"

Suddenly something hits me in the side, knocks me to the ground, I spring up with my blood covered claws. Its the new kid, that visor he's wearin guess it give him control, from what I geard he could just about punch through a mountain with them peepers. I'm to angry to car about his restraint....I almost lunge at him, but I hold it together....sorta...

"RAAAA! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM DICK HEAD! CAN'T YA SEE I'M TRYIN TO SAVE YER ASS!"

The kid starts to pop back, thats when I catch somethin out of the corner of my eye.....to bad i didn't move, it was Creeds adimantium laced foot.

SMACK!

"HEHEHE! ......Now.....to....play......hey "Cylops".......wana find out what it realy feels like to have one eye? Hehehe, don't worry I'll balance it out soon after.......hehe...hehehe."

Sneaky bastard is tougher than I thought. I start to pull myself up, start to try and stop Creed, but he's alot faster than I gave him credit, I couldn't stop him if I tried.........Oh god.....I'm gona have to watch this kid die.........but suddenly...

"Its alright Logan."

Huh? What the hell? I'm in some sorta feild......

"What in the bloody **** just hapened?"

I look around me, Chucks here, Juggernauts here, Rouge, Creed, that Victor kid, in fact.....everyone is here...

"Chuck?......wana try explianing?"

"HEY! WHO THE HELL INTERUPTED THE PARTY?! Why the hell are we playin Little House on the Prarie?"

"Mr Creed, you are in a metal construct known as the astral plane, thanks to my experience here I have been able to create an inviorment less stressfull on the mind, something you can all acknoledge and comprehend.....Keep in mind that all you see around you is controled by me, there for I could just as easily place you inside a lava or tar pit for the deration of our time here. While no matter how much you try, you coud not commit an act of violence here if you wanted to, but know that any inane threats will not be tolerated......Now...we have undergone a most unfortunate situation, between you Cain, and you Mr. Creed, my new students have gone through more trying torture in the last hour than I would have ever had them experience. Young Victor there has now been damaged in a way that will take weeks to heal his flesh wounds, but the mental damage could be ireversable. Young Scott Summers here has already faced pursicution and imenant danger in a way that no child should, long before your interaction. This is not something I would have them go through.....and it is bearing this in mind that I offer them a choice......I can, if you would prefer, erase the memories of this interaction, giving you new happier memories with alternative explinations for any wound you have endured, such as a car acident, bike acident, or mishap during a training session with Martial Arts proffesor Logan. Anything that would make you more comfortable. It is your choice, all of you."

"Chuck.....from someone on the recieving end of memory alteration, it aint always a good idea..."

I say with a tone of pissed off,

"And if its all the same to you, why don't ya think me up a cigar."

Guys good, its in my hand before I even finish the sentance.

"Thanks."

Its already lit so I start puffin away.

"Logan I understand what you are saying, but I'm not forcing this upon them as others once did to you, I am only offering a helping hand for young minds that do not wish to remember these events.....or perhaps are not yet ready for them. The choice is theirs....What say you my students."

That redheaded chick steps up,

"Professor....you have helped me in many ways. From what I understand there are certain aspects of my powers that I'm not ready for, so you helped me control them....but if I don't start trying to handel certain things, than I will never be able to control myself.........I guess what I'm saying is.....I'm fine how I am."

So sure of herself, yet so confused at the same time......theres.....just something....something about this girl. After her that little blink girl steps up.

"I didn't see much.....but....I don't like angry stuff....so....could I not remember this...please?"

"It is most absolutly your choice. And Jean, I want you to know your progress has been remrkable. How about you Robert?"

"Are you kiding? Forget about how I kicked Juggernauts ass?! NO WAY! I wouldn't forget that for the world!"

"Act like your the only one why don't ya! I helped out, if it weren't for me you'd have never gotten those bolts off! I helped kick his ass too, so leave me be."

"Very good John, Robert."

"HEY! HEY! HEY!.....Waitaminute! What is up with all this crap, I didn't sign on to listen to you ******s go on about how badly you want to tickle each others nuts! If yer gona turn my mind into a cucumber go right ahead, just as long as it stops me from listening to this brady bunch reunion!"

"You know I can both remove your ability to talk, and run the ACTUAL Brady Bunch Reunion in your head permanently?"

"Ok....got it, don't piss off baldy......ok that was the last one......chrome dome....OK THATS ITS I'M DONE! Swear to god!.........a**hole...."

"Charming to the end mister Creed. I want both you and Cain here to know that I will not be freeing you from this mental restraint until I have placed you through an extinsive mental rehabilitation program.....think of it as the mental detention I sometime give my students except for a much longer period of time and with classes......."

"Damn! Hey guys if I were you I'd go with option B, *SNIKT!*, its much less painfull, and fun for me..."

"Logan....please.....now....anyone else, I would like to hear your thoughts.......no pun intended..."

 

[wiegeabo]

"That's just like you Charles. Putting yourself above everyone else. Planning on wiping my mind without giving me a word in edgewise. Though you just said you never did that. Guess I was right about you afterall."

"Cain, I do not wish to do so, but I have no other choice."

"Bull****! That's just what people say to justify what they do when they don't want to admit to themselves they actually want to do it. You want to wipe my mind clean. Vic's too. Go ahead. What's stoppin' you. Hell, why you're at it, why not just change the minds of everyone on this planet so they all become mutant loving pansies. You know you got the power, brother. So why not do it? You could make this world just what you want it to be. So go ahead, do it. DO IT!!!"

"What the **** are you doin' Marko? You tryin' to get us lobotomized or something?"

"I know what I'm doing Creed. I know my brother better than he wants to admit. He can't do it. He can't bring himself to screw with people's minds and take away their free will. And he knows he shouldn't because then we're not who we're supposed to be anymore. We become someone else. Basically, he'd be killing us. And trust me Charles, you cross that line, ain't no comming back. So you better be damn sure before you take that last step, figuratively speaking."

 

[Logan Howlett]

"That's just like you Charles. Putting yourself above everyone else. Planning on wiping my mind without giving me a word in edgewise. Though you just said you never did that. Guess I was right about you afterall."

"Cain, I do not wish to do so, but I have no other choice."

"Bull****! That's just what people say to justify what they do when they don't want to admit to themselves they actually want to do it. You want to wipe my mind clean. Vic's too. Go ahead. What's stoppin' you. Hell, why you're at it, why not just change the minds of everyone on this planet so they all become mutant loving pansies. You know you got the power, brother. So why not do it? You could make this world just what you want it to be. So go ahead, do it. DO IT!!!"

"What the **** are you doin' Marko? You tryin' to get us lobotomized or something?"

"I know what I'm doing Creed. I know my brother better than he wants to admit. He can't do it. He can't bring himself to screw with people's minds and take away their free will. And he knows he shouldn't because then we're not who we're supposed to be anymore. We become someone else. Basically, he'd be killing us. And trust me Charles, you cross that line, ain't no comming back. So you better be damn sure before you take that last step, figuratively speaking."

I start to jump in,

"Hey bub, you need to shut that-"

And thats when chuck jumps in,

"Cain if I had to, if I was left with no ther choice, I WOULD erase every bit of your memory to save these student, destrying myself and evrything I have ever belived in the process, and that is because no matter how different our abilities set us from ordinary human beings, we still feel, we still care! But luckily enough I do not HAVE to wipe your memory at all.......the mental detention shall be no differnt than what you see around you right now, except you shall be in a white room for 40 hour days listening to lecture non stop. There you will remain until I can convince you to at least leave in peace. I can not risk your returning to hurt my students in such a way again. What would you have me do? tell me Cain, tell me? Should I allow you to tear this school apart, should I sit as you KILL innocent young children? As you allow Mr. Creed to violently rip them apart? When I have the power to utterly decimate your mind, if YOU had that power what wouldyou do?......I know exactly what YOU would do my brother, which is why you have assumed for all of these years that I manipulated the mind of those around you, because you were thinking of what YOU would have done given that power. Well listen to me very carefully Cain Marko.....this world, these students, are all very luck.....that I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU!"

OH damn! Never seen Chuck this pissed off.

"Hey Chuck, maybe you should take it easy huh?"

"Be quiet Logan!......Cain....Creed...listen to me carefully....I will protect these student with everything I have in me, even if it means my ultimate destruction, so keep in mind that the next attempt of harm will be YOUR LAST! You posses the power to do great things....yet squander it for selfish gain.....and what do get from it? Do you feel comforted at night? Does it leave you satisfied?......The answer is no....because I have read your thoughts, and I know....what you truely feel.....is lonly......so alone.....no matter how much power you have, you are your only companion. You may long for others.....but you know that in the end you are to corrupt to have them long you in return.....isn't that right Cain?.....Miss Canary for instance? You long for her, but deep inside you know that her soul is pure, because she cares for others. And that your selfishness seperates you from her.........tell me, do you wish to continue living life is such a manner?"

Wow...........Professor Xavier just turnned into Dr. Phil......with psychic powers....and no mustache.....and less hair.....

 

[Watchman]

A hideout located in an abandon warehouse in Metropolis is a small group of people. Although this are not ordinary people these are homo superior or better known to the world as mutants. Right now they are holding a mutant rights rally. The speaker is quickly losing the crowd and some people are leaving their seats. A shadowy figure stands in the back listening in.

"Listen we have to march onto Washington on demand our rights we can make them see that we are people" The figure moves forword out of the shadows and into the light. The rest of the auidence is goes into complete silence. The speaker is wide eyed and has a face of terror.

"And what will marching bring you except firehoses and dogs?"

"Yo..You stay away from here your the reason why we have to hide when we hold are meetings or why the governments are creating laws againsts us. We have to work with the humans to get what we want"

"Really is that so? You sound like an old fool I know. Humans will not listen to us. They treat us like we are lesser beings. Look at are incredible feats we accomplish. We are the next stage of evolution humans are the lesser beings. It is time for us to take what it rightfully ours and we will use the language that the humans will listen to, force" cheers came from the crowd as mutants started to stand up and raise their fists into the air.

"No..no we ca..." a tongue wrapped around his leg and pulled tripping him. Toad leapt down from the celing and went to Magneto's side.

"It is time for us to raise up against our oppressors! It's time for era of humans to end and the era of mutants to begin!" louder cheers came from the crowd. Magneto looked over his new Brotherhood. It was time Charles war has begun.

 

[Venom160]

<Cyclops>

"What about you Scott?"

I look around at each person floating around me even Juggernaut and Sabretooth.

"Id like to remember everything as well."

 

[wiegeabo]

"Id like to remember everything as well."

"See, even your own students know better then to have their minds messed with. That when you start taking apart someone's memories, you kill them and replace them with someone else.

I start to jump in,

"Hey bub, you need to shut that-"

And thats when chuck jumps in,

"Cain if I had to, if I was left with no ther choice, I WOULD erase every bit of your memory to save these student, destrying myself and evrything I have ever belived in the process, and that is because no matter how different our abilities set us from ordinary human beings, we still feel, we still care! But luckily enough I do not HAVE to wipe your memory at all.......the mental detention shall be no differnt than what you see around you right now, except you shall be in a white room for 40 hour days listening to lecture non stop. There you will remain until I can convince you to at least leave in peace. I can not risk your returning to hurt my students in such a way again. What would you have me do? tell me Cain, tell me? Should I allow you to tear this school apart, should I sit as you KILL innocent young children? As you allow Mr. Creed to violently rip them apart? When I have the power to utterly decimate your mind, if YOU had that power what wouldyou do?......I know exactly what YOU would do my brother, which is why you have assumed for all of these years that I manipulated the mind of those around you, because you were thinking of what YOU would have done given that power. Well listen to me very carefully Cain Marko.....this world, these students, are all very luck.....that I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU!"

OH damn! Never seen Chuck this pissed off.

"Hey Chuck, maybe you should take it easy huh?"

"Be quiet Logan!......Cain....Creed...listen to me carefully....I will protect these student with everything I have in me, even if it means my ultimate destruction, so keep in mind that the next attempt of harm will be YOUR LAST! You posses the power to do great things....yet squander it for selfish gain.....and what do get from it? Do you feel comforted at night? Does it leave you satisfied?......The answer is no....because I have read your thoughts, and I know....what you truely feel.....is lonly......so alone.....no matter how much power you have, you are your only companion. You may long for others.....but you know that in the end you are to corrupt to have them long you in return.....isn't that right Cain?.....Miss Canary for instance? You long for her, but deep inside you know that her soul is pure, because she cares for others. And that your selfishness seperates you from her.........tell me, do you wish to continue living life is such a manner?"

Wow...........Professor Xavier just turnned into Dr. Phil......with psychic powers....and no mustache.....and less hair.....

"You did NOT just bring the Canary into this! She's got more class then you and me put together. She stays out of this. This is just between you and me."

"Hey, what the hell about me?"

"Shut the hell up Creed. Right now I don't give squat about any of you. This is between my dear brother and I. Always has been. You wanna try and play the lonliness card Charles, fine, that means I get to play it too. How lonely you must be, Charles. Always couped with only students around. Always locking yourself away, mind and body. Unless, of course, your foolin' around with some of these students of yours, and that's just sick. Sicker than anything you think about me." Oh yeah, I just went there.

"That is ENOUGH Cain! I refuse to let you stand here and..."

Ha! Looks like I pushed a sensitive button. "No brother! You don't get to refuse ****! If you're gonna lock me away in my own mind until you decide it's time for me to be let out, then you're going to listen to what I have to say." That shut him up.

"You're a fool Charles. That's right, a damn fool. You think just because you're inside my head that you know me, you know the rest of us? You don't know ****. Why did I fight Darkseid? Why? Because he pissed me off. There, that's it. Reason number one. I was on my way up here, and I realized that if his army finished you off then I wouldn't be able to. The second reason, because it was fun. I finally got to test myself against someone at my power level. But at least I fought him. Where the hell were you? Oh yeah, you were hiding behind your students again. Like always. Coward."

"You say there's good in me. Maybe, but there sure the hell is evil in you. It's the same for everybody. I made my choices, you made yours. You're not the law, you're just a guy with a big brain, and you've got no right to force me to change! So if you lock me away, it's gonna be for a long long time. And you better be able to live with yourself."

Charles looks at me with a measure of sadness in his eyes. "...are you quite finished?" he asks. He's gonna do it. The bastard's gonna do it.

"Just one more thing, 'dear brother.' When we snapped out of the last trance you had us in, you lost control of my body. And just before you put us back here, I almost had my helmet back on. And guess what, I've made you so angry, your control has slipped again. See you in the real world Charles."

With that, I feel myself slip my helmet on my head and I disappear from the astral plane.
​

 

[Batman]

(IC: Clark Kent)

Doom managed a smile at Lois, though most of it was obscured under his mask. The trio walked down the hall in silence for a few moments. Doom could tell that he was intimidating the reporters, a situation he couldn't afford.

"We are en route to my study where I'm sure our interview will begin in earnest, but firstly I do want to apologize for the scene back there. I know not what the ruler of Pokolistan wants, but I'm sure it can't be anything good. After all, the madman just attacked Russia. As to Luthor, I'm sorry that the both of you had to witness that. He came here to dispute my treatment of his LexOil and LexCorp facilities in my country, but I just can't forgive that... reprehensible man for what he did while my predecessor was in power."

Finally, they came to Doom's study. It looked vastly different from the Machiavellian room it had been when Luthor was there only moments ago. Fine marble statues decorated the room, as did two large bookshelves filled with ancient books. A stone fireplace glowed from the fire within, and above the fireplace hung a massive protrait of Doom's mother. Doom took a seat at one end of the round mahogany table, and invited Lane and her companion to take the other two large, plush leather chairs on the other side of the table. When they were seated, Doom spoke.

"As I'm sure the both of you know, this is my first public interview since I assumed power in Latveria. I'm sure much of your country has questions about me, and I believe that now is the time I answer them."

I look around the room. It's... well... I'm not going to lie. It's astonishing. It definatley gives off the feeling that the ruler of an entire nation would seclude himself here.

I can't help but worry about what's happening outside, though. On one hand, there's Zod, who... If he has the same abilities as I do, can tear this place apart with little to no trouble, in the right state of mind. And then... Luthor, my worst critic. Much like Zod, I don't fear him. But also like Zod, I fear his capabilites. He has more power than I think even he realises. The power of persuasion and greed. And regardless of how immoral it is, many people can be taken by it.

I want to confront both of them. Zod, for his terrorist-esque actions in trying to find me, and Luthor, to try and set him straight as to why I do what I do. Maybe when this is over, during the debate... I can relieve his fears about me, and end this petty rivary between us. But for now, I have an interview to get to...

I look at Doom. The first thing I noticed about him was the fact that his face was shielded by a mask. I'd comment, but, I know fully well why one would mask himself from the world.

"So why wear a mask? It's not the typical attire of a figure of your status. Why hide your face from your people?", Lois questions.

...

Either she's a mutant, Or I wasn't the only one that noticed the mask...

 

[Noon]

"Aw s**t" Juggernaut dissappears from the gathering and everyone stands still in shock for a moment.

"Look, Prof. Ah don't want none of this memory altering cr*p done to me, Ah got enough of a messed up head Ah don't need people goin in an messin it up any more."

He nods silently.

"Now let me outta this place so Ah can go kick Cain's ass! Ahm still strong after absorbin him"

"No Rogue, you are no match for him."

"Ah don't care, ya can't keep me here against ma will!"

With that the astral landscape melts away and I am back on the second floor where I landed after Cain's throw. I jump back down into the foyer with a crack of floorboards.

"Tahm to get to work"

 

[LibrarianThorne]

(IC: Clark Kent)



I look around the room. It's... well... I'm not going to lie. It's astonishing. It definatley gives off the feeling that the ruler of an entire nation would seclude himself here.

I can't help but worry about what's happening outside, though. On one hand, there's Zod, who... If he has the same abilities as I do, can tear this place apart with little to no trouble, in the right state of mind. And then... Luthor, my worst critic. Much like Zod, I don't fear him. But also like Zod, I fear his capabilites. He has more power than I think even he realises. The power of persuasion and greed. And regardless of how immoral it is, many people can be taken by it.

I want to confront both of them. Zod, for his terrorist-esque actions in trying to find me, and Luthor, to try and set him straight as to why I do what I do. Maybe when this is over, during the debate... I can relieve his fears about me, and end this petty rivary between us. But for now, I have an interview to get to...

I look at Doom. The first thing I noticed about him was the fact that his face was shielded by a mask. I'd comment, but, I know fully well why one would mask himself from the world.

"So why wear a mask? It's not the typical attire of a figure of your status. Why hide your face from your people?", Lois questions.

...

Either she's a mutant, Or I wasn't the only one that noticed the mask...

"My mask, yes I understand that it is odd. When I was in college, I suffered a great trauma that left my face horribly scarred. I had not the money or means, then, to have plastic surgery done. It happened so many years ago that I became accustomed to hiding my face for the benefit of others. Now that I have the money to afford the surgery, I find that I do not wish it. This mask has become my face, at least the face that I desire to show. I show this face and form to my people because it comforts them. My face is steel, like my will and my determination to help my people. Zorba was soft, corrupt, and evil. The citizens of my country know by my countenance that I am none of those things, nor will I tolerate them any longer. It is... difficult to convey to Westerners, and for that I apologize. I would rather have the trust and faith of my people than look photogenic for Time or the Daily Planet, is the truth of the matter."

He had deflected the question rather well, and he had avoided discussing accursed Richards. If the reporters did further digging, which Doom knew they would, they could easily uncover the disaster at NYU and Richards' involvement.

"Ms. Lane, it was my understanding that you typically worked with the photographer, Jimmy Olsen. The man sitting next to you is not the orange-haired boy I was expecting," said Doom with a chuckle. "Who are you, Mr....?"

 

[Batman]

(IC: Clark Kent)

"My mask, yes I understand that it is odd. When I was in college, I suffered a great trauma that left my face horribly scarred. I had not the money or means, then, to have plastic surgery done. It happened so many years ago that I became accustomed to hiding my face for the benefit of others. Now that I have the money to afford the surgery, I find that I do not wish it. This mask has become my face, at least the face that I desire to show. I show this face and form to my people because it comforts them. My face is steel, like my will and my determination to help my people. Zorba was soft, corrupt, and evil. The citizens of my country know by my countenance that I am none of those things, nor will I tolerate them any longer. It is... difficult to convey to Westerners, and for that I apologize. I would rather have the trust and faith of my people than look photogenic for Time or the Daily Planet, is the truth of the matter."

His answer actually makes logical sense. Either he's very cunning, which... I actually don't doubt... Or he's simply a man intent on greater things, not caring about living a life of normalcy. I wish I could say I relate, honestly... But that's what I've always wanted, truth be told.

I don't know what to make of Doom yet. I know so little about him... Yet his first impression is surprisingly good. I need to pay attention... While it's not my buisness, the people of this nation... Or any nation, for that matter, deserve to be rightfully lead. I only pray that Doom is the suitable one.

"Ms. Lane, it was my understanding that you typically worked with the photographer, Jimmy Olsen. The man sitting next to you is not the orange-haired boy I was expecting," said Doom with a chuckle. "Who are you, Mr....?"

I adjust my glasses.

"This is Clark Kent. He's... new, to the Planet. But he won't cause your reputation or the way you're printed within the issue any harm, I assure you.", Lois says, writing down notes of Doom's answer to the question regarding his mask.

I nod, confirming this. I guess since Lois asked the first question, it would be my turn to ask the next... Though it's never been done that way. But honestly? I'm beginning to feel a level of comfort, here.

"Aside from betterment in regards to the previous leader, Zorba, what are your goals in serving your term as leader? What issues do you most want to solve?"

 

[Red]

“Hmmmm I’ve seen better.” I gleefully smirk at Bullseye and with no trouble dogpaddle to a ladder at the end of the docks.

I shake myself down like a wet dog and wait for Bulleye to drag his pimp suit out the water.

“So what now, I’ve a coupon for Wal-Mart in my pocket, wanna buy some ice-cream and stay up all night braiding each other's hair?

He stays silent, not a pep, almost like he’s on pause.

I franticly wave my hand in front his zoned out face “Hello? I hope you’re not dream’ about Ashley Simpson, a thong n’ whipped cream again. ‘Cause I already told ya --- SHE’S MINE!”

Still nothin’, I’d have thought I’d have least got a smirk from that last one.

“Whenever you’re ready Master Bruce, I’ll be in the limo reading the funny’s.”

I draw a copy of the Daily Bugle from my belt and make myself at home in the back seat.

 

[Trigger]

"See, even your own students know better then to have their minds messed with. That when you start taking apart someone's memories, you kill them and replace them with someone else.



"You did NOT just bring the Canary into this! She's got more class then you and me put together. She stays out of this. This is just between you and me."

"Hey, what the hell about me?"

"Shut the hell up Creed. Right now I don't give squat about any of you. This is between my dear brother and I. Always has been. You wanna try and play the lonliness card Charles, fine, that means I get to play it too. How lonely you must be, Charles. Always couped with only students around. Always locking yourself away, mind and body. Unless, of course, your foolin' around with some of these students of yours, and that's just sick. Sicker than anything you think about me." Oh yeah, I just went there.

"That is ENOUGH Cain! I refuse to let you stand here and..."

Ha! Looks like I pushed a sensitive button. "No brother! You don't get to refuse ****! If you're gonna lock me away in my own mind until you decide it's time for me to be let out, then you're going to listen to what I have to say." That shut him up.

"You're a fool Charles. That's right, a damn fool. You think just because you're inside my head that you know me, you know the rest of us? You don't know ****. Why did I fight Darkseid? Why? Because he pissed me off. There, that's it. Reason number one. I was on my way up here, and I realized that if his army finished you off then I wouldn't be able to. The second reason, because it was fun. I finally got to test myself against someone at my power level. But at least I fought him. Where the hell were you? Oh yeah, you were hiding behind your students again. Like always. Coward."

"You say there's good in me. Maybe, but there sure the hell is evil in you. It's the same for everybody. I made my choices, you made yours. You're not the law, you're just a guy with a big brain, and you've got no right to force me to change! So if you lock me away, it's gonna be for a long long time. And you better be able to live with yourself."

Charles looks at me with a measure of sadness in his eyes. "...are you quite finished?" he asks. He's gonna do it. The bastard's gonna do it.

"Just one more thing, 'dear brother.' When we snapped out of the last trance you had us in, you lost control of my body. And just before you put us back here, I almost had my helmet back on. And guess what, I've made you so angry, your control has slipped again. See you in the real world Charles."

With that, I feel myself slip my helmet on my head and I disappear from the astral plane.

​

Victor looked around confused, the world around him now wasn't the same place that he had been injured in. He wasn't outside the mansion. Victor's legs also looked unscathed. He was relieved to get a break from the pain, but not so happy to hear why.

"Lose my memory? No way you're wiping my mind!" Victor practically yelled.

He had worked so hard to prove himself. Forgetting all of this now wasn't going to make him happier, or bring him closer to his dream of being a full time hero. He watched as Rogue and Juggernaut disappeared from the astral world. A voice in Victor's head resounded the Professor's reaction.

"Victor, due to your special.....circumstances, I'm not at liberty to force a mind wipe on you any way."

Victor watched as he faded away from the astral plane. His body began to pulse with pain and he could tell he was awake again. He looked around to see the X-Men all collapsed on the ground, still in the astral plane. He stood up on his pained, wobbily legs and brushed himself off. Strangely his legs were starting to feel better already.

"Whew! Sam and Roberto will never believe what happened!"

 

[LibrarianThorne]

(IC: Clark Kent)

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His answer actually makes logical sense. Either he's very cunning, which... I actually don't doubt... Or he's simply a man intent on greater things, not caring about living a life of normalcy. I wish I could say I relate, honestly... But that's what I've always wanted, truth be told.

I don't know what to make of Doom yet. I know so little about him... Yet his first impression is surprisingly good. I need to pay attention... While it's not my buisness, the people of this nation... Or any nation, for that matter, deserve to be rightfully lead. I only pray that Doom is the suitable one.



I adjust my glasses.

"This is Clark Kent. He's... new, to the Planet. But he won't cause your reputation or the way you're printed within the issue any harm, I assure you.", Lois says, writing down notes of Doom's answer to the question regarding his mask.

I nod, confirming this. I guess since Lois asked the first question, it would be my turn to ask the next... Though it's never been done that way. But honestly? I'm beginning to feel a level of comfort, here.

"Aside from betterment in regards to the previous leader, Zorba, what are your goals in serving your term as leader? What issues do you most want to solve?"

"My chief intention, Mr. Kent, is to lead my people honestly and as well as I can. The hardships we suffered under Zorba were suppressed, but they still occurred. My mother was killed by one of Zorba's roving Death Squads as he sought to exterminate the gypsies in his country. As long as I lead Latveria, that will never happen to anyone else."

He reclined back in his chair, and gazed at the ceiling as he pondered the rest of his answer.

"I realize that Latveria is but a small eastern european nation, of seemingly little importance to the rest of the world. I wish that I could show others the beauty and grandeur of this land and its people. Latveria may not have the advances so commonplace in much of Western society, but we live a simpler life here. Farmers till the land with their families, and merchants sell their wares at a fair price to all."

Doom coyly did not mention that was only because he forced them to.

"I believe, with all my heart, that we are a good people. I wish that the UN would recognize my sovereignty. It is a great disservice to my country that the United Nations refuses to recognize my government as the leader of Latveria. I wonder why the UN has delayed for so long. I suppose, if you need one sentence for your answer, Mr. Kent, that my goal as ruler is simply to make life better for the people of Latveria, and if I am very fortunate, the world as well."

 

[LibrarianThorne]

Edit: Whoops.

 

[Batman]

(IC: Clark Kent)

"My chief intention, Mr. Kent, is to lead my people honestly and as well as I can. The hardships we suffered under Zorba were suppressed, but they still occurred. My mother was killed by one of Zorba's roving Death Squads as he sought to exterminate the gypsies in his country. As long as I lead Latveria, that will never happen to anyone else."

He reclined back in his chair, and gazed at the ceiling as he pondered the rest of his answer.

"I realize that Latveria is but a small eastern european nation, of seemingly little importance to the rest of the world. I wish that I could show others the beauty and grandeur of this land and its people. Latveria may not have the advances so commonplace in much of Western society, but we live a simpler life here. Farmers till the land with their families, and merchants sell their wares at a fair price to all."

Doom coyly did not mention that was only because he forced them to.

"I believe, with all my heart, that we are a good people. I wish that the UN would recognize my sovereignty. It is a great disservice to my country that the United Nations refuses to recognize my government as the leader of Latveria. I wonder why the UN has delayed for so long. I suppose, if you need one sentence for your answer, Mr. Kent, that my goal as ruler is simply to make life better for the people of Latveria, and if I am very fortunate, the world as well."

...

Wow. I didn't expect that. Especially the length of the answer. Doom is, if anything, incredibly well spoken. It almost assures me that I have nothing to worry about.

And yet... Something about him is off. I don't know what... Maybe I'm being paranoid... But it's as if he's not elaborating to the fullest extent. But then again, it is hard to trust anyone whose facial features aren't easy to read. Which I'm sure he's used to. But for now...

Lois nods, writing down her notes. I can't help but notice her in this light. She's...

Stop it, Clark. Focus on the situation at hand. You're a reporter. She's your partner. It's that simple...

"That's a pretty large goal. Which brings me to my next question. Do you have any plans for improving the nation, technology wise? I noticed the robots, outside... Will Latveria, maybe even the world, as you said... be seeing more of those?"

 

[Noon]

I follow Cain's oh-so-subtle trail of destruction down into the lower levels of the school. Seriously, this guy has to learn some stealth. I bet Professor Dumb-ass still has everyone down in sleepy land, so basically sitting ducks for Juggernaut. I can feel his strength courseing through me, and his thoughts jumbled in my head. I can't really separate them from the rest, but I'm sure in time he'll make himself known. Wow am I looking forward to that.

Finally I reach the prone figures of the X-men and the Professor, who looks like he's mediating. And there's Cain, ready and waiting. I grin like a maniac, looking forward to the fight. Juggernaut's arrogence must have rubbed off on me, and his lust for destruction.

"Hey big boy, can ah have this dance?"

 

[wiegeabo]

I follow Cain's oh-so-subtle trail of destruction down into the lower levels of the school. Seriously, this guy has to learn some stealth. I bet Professor Dumb-ass still has everyone down in sleepy land, so basically sitting ducks for Juggernaut. I can feel his strength courseing through me, and his thoughts jumbled in my head. I can't really separate them from the rest, but I'm sure in time he'll make himself known. Wow am I looking forward to that.

Finally I reach the prone figures of the X-men and the Professor, who looks like he's mediating. And there's Cain, ready and waiting. I grin like a maniac, looking forward to the fight. Juggernaut's arrogence must have rubbed off on me, and his lust for destruction.

"Hey big boy, can ah have this dance?"

"Well, well, well. What do we have here. Little miss hot-stuff has grown up nicely." She's over twice the size she used to be, closer to how big I am. And it really suits her well. "Never been with a woman as big as me. Got to say I really like it. Sure I'll dance with ya. Just one rule..." I reach behind me, rip out a nice sized chunk of machinery, and fling into her chest. The imact sends her flying back out the door into the far wall. "...no touching."

I get a running start, jump into the air, and land a dropkick to her face, shoving her through the wall into another room. I stand up and dust myself off. "Just give me a minute to finish up things with my brother. Then you can have me all to yourself. Hopefully you can turn that power of yours off and we can have some real fun." I give her a wink as I turn and head back into the room.

"Goodbye Charles..."

 

[Midnight Ice]

I pull up to the docks with several squad cars and troops behind me. As soon as I get there, I know that the tip was right. There out on the water is a burning ship. Bullseye and Deadpool's doing no doubt. I hope out of the assault vehicle and attatch an AK-47 and a couple clips to my belt and run to the docks. Then I see them.

"Deadpool, Bullseye. I suggest you give up now so we can skip the part where me and the City's finest kick your ass."

 

[wiegeabo]

"Ok here's the main man," Ben Grimm says as he and Reed Richards reach the roof of their building.

"My god, what's happened to him. Who is this?" Reed asks me.

"I don't know Reed. One of the many new heroes to spring into action lately. Calls himself Sentry. He's having somekind of nervous breakdown. Kept asking for you."

"Well, I don't know who he is...but he is familiar. Can't put my finger on it. Ben?"

"Nah. Ain't never seen that guy's mug...before? Hey, now that you mention it...he does sorta looklike someone."

"Well, it doesn't matter now. I need to help him. Ben, could you get him down to the first lab?"

"Sure, no sweat." I watch as Ben picks up Sentry with no effort and takes him to the elevator.

"Thanks for your help Reed." I shake his hand.

"Don't mention it Jay."

"You know, I was going to ask you something. Some of us are sort of forming a team..."

"That sounds intriguing. But it looks like I'm going to have plenty on my plate for the time being. Raincheck?"

"Sounds good. We'll discuss it later." Reed heads into the building and I sigh with a little relief. He's a good man, and if anyone can help Sentry, it'll be him.

I turn around to take off and am surprised when I almost run into Morph. I had forgotten he was there. "And thanks for your help," I say, sticking out my hand.

 

[LibrarianThorne]

(IC: Clark Kent)



...

Wow. I didn't expect that. Especially the length of the answer. Doom is, if anything, incredibly well spoken. It almost assures me that I have nothing to worry about.

And yet... Something about him is off. I don't know what... Maybe I'm being paranoid... But it's as if he's not elaborating to the fullest extent. But then again, it is hard to trust anyone whose facial features aren't easy to read. Which I'm sure he's used to. But for now...

Lois nods, writing down her notes. I can't help but notice her in this light. She's...

Stop it, Clark. Focus on the situation at hand. You're a reporter. She's your partner. It's that simple...

"That's a pretty large goal. Which brings me to my next question. Do you have any plans for improving the nation, technology wise? I noticed the robots, outside... Will Latveria, maybe even the world, as you said... be seeing more of those?"

Doom chuckled. "Perhaps, Ms. Lane. Some day when I can be sure that they won't be used for evil. That affair in New York earlier, with rampaging super robots, is a situation I never want to see happen. It is mankind's great failing that those with power will abuse it and use it for their own petty goals. No, for the time being my technology stays where it will do the most good, and help the people who need it most."

Doom cleared his throat before continuing. "In truth, I must say that I have been inspired recently. I was... conflicted when I finally assumed power in my country. There were so many things I wanted to do, now that I had the power to do so. But then came Darkseid's invasion, and I saw sights that still inspire me. Superman standing alone against that enormous monstrosity reminded me of my own struggles against Zorba. To see him, and the other heroes of the world rise up against Dakrkseid, to see them use their powers to help their fellow man, I must say that it touched my heart. To say anything else would be a lie. I also feel that Earth's heroes were never properly thanked for their efforts. Without Superman, the Flash, the X-Men, and all the other heroes who selflessly risked their lives, we would not be sitting here now. We would be enslaved, or dead. The world owes its heroes a very large debt, and I intend to see that my country, at least, repays it. I would very much appreciate it if you would publish my invitation to the heroes to attend a gala party at my castle in three weeks' time. There, I will officially thank them as ruler of Latveria for saving the Earth, and reward them for doing so. I know that these heroes do not think of reward when they save a life, but that they do not think of it does not mean that they don't deserve it."

 

[Noon]

"Well, well, well. What do we have here. Little miss hot-stuff has grown up nicely." She's over twice the size she used to be, closer to how big I am. And it really suits her well. "Never been with a woman as big as me. Got to say I really like it. Sure I'll dance with ya. Just one rule..." I reach behind me, rip out a nice sized chunk of machinery, and fling into her chest. The imact sends her flying back out the door into the far wall. "...no touching."

I get a running start, jump into the air, and land a dropkick to her face, shoving her through the wall into another room. I stand up and dust myself off. "Just give me a minute to finish up things with my brother. Then you can have me all to yourself. Hopefully you can turn that power of yours off and we can have some real fun." I give her a wink as I turn and head back into the room.

"Goodbye Charles..."

I growl in anger as I dust myself off. An attack like that would normally have killed me, I'm sure, but this barely tickled. I take a few short leaps, landing behind him.

I smirk and tap him on the shoulder. He turns round, surprised, and I clasp my hands together and smack him round the head. His helmet reverbrates with the impact and he reels away.

"Didn't you're momma tell you how ta treat a lady!"

Before he can come back I give a sharp uppercut into his neck, or where it would be if he weren't wearing that stupid looking armour.

"Ah aint done with you yet"

 

[Trigger]

"Ok here's the main man," Ben Grimm says as he and Reed Richards reach the roof of their building.

"My god, what's happened to him. Who is this?" Reed asks me.

"I don't know Reed. One of the many new heroes to spring into action lately. Calls himself Sentry. He's having somekind of nervous breakdown. Kept asking for you."

"Well, I don't know who he is...but he is familiar. Can't put my finger on it. Ben?"

"Nah. Ain't never seen that guy's mug...before? Hey, now that you mention it...he does sorta looklike someone."

"Well, it doesn't matter now. I need to help him. Ben, could you get him down to the first lab?"

"Sure, no sweat." I watch as Ben picks up Sentry with no effort and takes him to the elevator.

"Thanks for your help Reed." I shake his hand.

"Don't mention it Jay."

"You know, I was going to ask you something. Some of us are sort of forming a team..."

"That sounds intriguing. But it looks like I'm going to have plenty on my plate for the time being. Raincheck?"

"Sounds good. We'll discuss it later." Reed heads into the building and I sigh with a little relief. He's a good man, and if anyone can help Sentry, it'll be him.

I turn around to take off and am surprised when I almost run into Morph. I had forgotten he was there. "And thanks for your help," I say, sticking out my hand.

"No worries. I'd would've brought Sentry here even if you hadn't asked."

Morph looked at the man's costume while they shook hands. It was made of such a nice fabric... Morph wondered if he had coprighted his name? He sure looked a lot more marketable than Condom Lad, and he smelled better too.

"I'm going to stay with the Pantry until after he recovers. Call me if you're ever in the neighbor hood. Or just need an agent. Chow." he said following Reed, Sentry, and Ben.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Zod couldn't help but smile as Luthor accepted the handshake.

"It is agreed, then. I will take my vengeance upon the Son of Jor-El, and you will get the future he and his kind have taken from you. And once Kal-El is dead, you will never see him or me again."

The General was thoroughly pleased at how well this was going. Not only was he no longer alone in his quest for revenge against the House of El, but he also had the full blessing of one of the most powerful men on this planet to do so. Now all that remained was to convince Lord Doom to give him the technology he needed for interstellar travel, and all of his pieces would fall into place.

Lex Luthor nodded, slowly drawing his hand away. Despite the unlikely alliance, being in the presence of this alien made him uncomfortable.

"Good. Now, I'll be having a live, televised debate with Superman tomorrow at Lexcorp Towers. Make sure you've made your first move by then. It will give me something to use against our mutual friend. Make it shocking, and brutal. I want America - and the world - to be stunned, terrified. A traumatised nation will be easier to turn against Superman. As I'm sure you know, Zod, fear is a potent weapon."

With that said, Luthor turned and left Zod. He made his way out of Castle Doom, and back onto his plane, the Lexwing. As the plane prepared to take off, Luthor thought about what he had gained on this trip to Latveria: a dangerous rival, in the iron-clad shape of Dr. Doom. Doom was as cunning as he was arrogant, and an intellectual match for Luthor himself. Luthor knew he hadn't heard the last of Victor von Doom. A megalomaniac like that, with all that wealth, power and technology at his disposal, would want nothing less than world domination. Well, Doom couldn't have the world.

It was Luthor's to take...

 

[Red]

I pull up to the docks with several squad cars and troops behind me. As soon as I get there, I know that the tip was right. There out on the water is a burning ship. Bullseye and Deadpool's doing no doubt. I hope out of the assault vehicle and attatch an AK-47 and a couple clips to my belt and run to the docks. Then I see them.

"Deadpool, Bullseye. I suggest you give up now so we can skip the part where me and the City's finest kick your ass."

Captain America. I’ve tried shootin’ him, clobberin’ him around the head with his on sheild….hes like American Idol he just won’t die. Maybe it’s time I tried the old fathion way…runnin’ him down till his brain look’s like uncooked chinese food. I start the limo’s ignition and drive it head on towards G.I Joe. “This is for that Reb Brown TV special! “

He slings his AK over his shoulder and summersaults over the hood. Like a hot knife through butter he slices his shield through the roof.

“I’m so gonna kick that all American but of yours.” He clutches my throat n’ pulls back his fist; I hear his knuckle crack as he does so. Without hesitation I stretch out my hand and with a knife from my sleeve I pierce his shoulder; I can even hear its jagged edge scrape his bone.