One Universe: Season III IC Thread

[Carnage27]

The guard started to scream in pain, but Kitty phased a finger into his throat, disrupting his voicebox and knocking him out before he drew any attention.

Slowly she creeped up on the next guard, unloading his machine gun up into the rafters.

"HEY!"

Kitty yelled getting the attention of all the guards. The nearest one spun and started to unload the gun into the air around the young girl. She smiled as the bullets went through her phased out body.

"Kurt! Could use some help!"

I do a quick succession of teleports between the guards and knock them out with a combo of kicks and punches. We don't even have to fight two of them, as they drop their weapons and run.

Hmmm, so a couple of kids can't do anything, huh Batman?

After we've dispatched the guards I look at Kitty, "Are all ze prisoners out of here? Because I'm ready to blow zis pop-sickle stand."

 

[Johnny Blaze]

As the glider is hurled at the Goblin, he once more presses the button on his belt, de-activating the guns.
The glider still roars right towards him though. At the last second before impact, the glider spins around to face Spider-Man once more, and the Goblin leaps onto it.

Laughing like a madman, the Goblin takes to the sky.

"C'mon now, junior. You didn't think my own glider would do me in, did you?"

"And as for that pathetic little android, it's served it's purpose. You can keep, or give him away as a gift."

Digging in his bag, the Goblin pulls out a trio of razorbats and slings them at the Spider.

"Maybe your Aunt would like to have it around the house?"

 

[Eddie Brock]

As the glider is hurled at the Goblin, he once more presses the button on his belt, de-activating the guns.
The glider still roars right towards him though. At the last second before impact, the glider spins around to face Spider-Man once more, and the Goblin leaps onto it.

Laughing like a madman, the Goblin takes to the sky.

"C'mon now, junior. You didn't think my own glider would do me in, did you?"

"And as for that pathetic little android, it's served it's purpose. You can keep, or give him away as a gift."

Digging in his bag, the Goblin pulls out a trio of razorbats and slings them at the Spider.

"Maybe your Aunt would like to have it around the house?"

My...Aunt?

There's no way that's a lucky guess. He would have to know something about me to know that I live with my Aunt. How much exactly he knows is unknown, but he's already crossed the line into my comfort zone. He's beginning to learn too much about my personal life, and I have no idea how. I need to watch my back, and - more importantly - Aunt May's.

This is exactly what I was afraid of. My life as Spider-Man is going to put others at risk. There'll be time to curse myself later. I need to focus.

Seconds before the razorbats reach me, I fire a webline desperately at the sky. It anchors on the side of a building, and I pull myself into the air. The razorbats race past me as I begin to swing.

Just as I'm about to let out a gasp of relief, my Spider-Sense blares again. I look over my shoulder to see the razorbats circling back around and attacking me from behind. I release my webline and twist my body in a way to allow the razorbats to fly past without touching me. The blade of one just manages to nick my ear.

"You've got to be kidding me."

The razorbats spin back around and prepare for a third attack run. Clearly, I can't keep dodging these all night. I need to put them out of commission. I abandon my swinging and land gracefully on the street. I need to act fast.

Firing a webline, I snag the razorbat on the far right. Holding the line taut, I slam the entangled razorbat into the side of a car. I don't mean to cause any more damage, but there are times where it cannot be avoided. One down, two to go.

By the time I finish with the first razorbat, it's time to dodge the remaining two. A simple back handspring is all it takes to avoid getting sliced. Acting quickly, I grab a manhole cover and throw it like a Frisbee at the razorbats. One of them manages to avoid the contact. The other isn't so lucky. Two down, one to go.

I fire two weblines at opposite sides of the street, and I pull down as far as I can go for the slingshot. Once I have achieved maximum tension, I hold on for all that I'm worth. The razorbat lines up with my body and zooms in for the kill. Once the timing is right, I release the tension and I'm slung into the air. The razorbat didn't have adequate time to react, and it slammed into the street. Three down.

Lowering myself down with a webline, I face the Goblin again. "Have you considered making work-out videos?" I ask jokingly. "I almost broke a sweat."

 

[Johnny Blaze]

"Heh, you always joke this much when you're nervous", questioned the Goblin as he beared his teeth.

"At any rate, this has been fun. But, I've got things to see and people to do. So, like all good things..."

The Goblin reached into his bag and pulled out another pumpkin bomb. Gliding past a construction site for a large building, the Goblin hurled the bomb towards the base of the framework.
The blast shook the entire structure, and the entire frame began to tilt and waver. The dozens of construction workers on the building cried out in fright as they reached for anything that they could get their hands on to save themselves.

"You can either come after me, or save them", laughed the Goblin as he circled Spider-Man from above.

"What's it going to be", winked the Goblin as he shaped his hand like a gun and pointed it towards Spider-Man, "Parker."

 

[Keyser Soze]

Alvin Price, wealthy New York power-broker, had spent the evening dining in a classy Italian restaurant just off Broadway, accompanied by the usual cadre of cronies and yes-men. Now, as they waited on the check (which would surely be hefty), Price relished in his regular role as master of ceremonies.

"Right, right, wait a minute... you heard this one? There's this old man, he's got a heart condition, right? And he's got this hot young wife, a trophy wife, y'know? And this guy, he's crazy jealous, he's paranoid that his wife's sleepin' around. So, one day, he's sittin' in his office at work, and he gets this feeling, right here in his gut. He's thinkin', my wife's screwin' some other guy right now, I know it! So he calls home, but there's no answer! She should be home right now, he thinks, so why ain't she answerin' the phone? He ain't happy, so he decides he's gotta go home and y'know, catch her in the act."

The check arrives, and Price stands up, letting his cronies split the cost between them.

"So...he runs outta his office, but the elevator's out of order! So he runs down the stairs and outside to the parking lot, and his heart's goin', badoom...badoom...badoom, thumpin' against his chest. He gets to his car, and realises he left his keys in the office! So he decides to run all the way home. He finally gets there, and his heart's goin', badoom-badoom-badoom-badoom, big-time. He presses the elevator button, and waits, but nothin's comin, so he just decides to run up the stairs to his apartment. On the tenth floor. He runs all the way up, his heart's goin' DOOM-DOOM-DOOM-DOOM-DOOM-DOOM, punchin' through his ribcage! He ain't got his keys, so he kicks down the door of his apartment, and storms inside, screamin', WHERE IS HEEEEEEEEEEEE!?"

The cronies are already in stitches. They've been well trained to laugh at all of Price's jokes. They collect their coats, and exit the restaurant.

"He finds his wife, sitting on the sofa, buttoning up her blouse. And he knows, he's got her! He runs over to the kitchen window, looks outside, and sees this guy running down the street in just his underwear, tryin' to pull on his clothes as he goes. And he just goes crazy, RAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! Steam's comin' outta his ears, face red like a beetroot. He runs across the kitchen, and picks up the fridge! I kid you not, picks it up. He picks it up, runs back across the kitchen, and throws it out the window. And the moment he does that, his heart gives out, and he drops to the ground, dead. The fridge, meanwhile, flies through the air, and connects - BAM - right on top of the running guy's head, killin' him too."

The group are now walking down the street, heading back onto Broadway.

"Anyway, the souls all float up to Heaven, and they find themselves sitting in a big white waiting room. St. Peter comes out, with a clipboard..."

Then Alvin Price's head exploded. Popped like a grape. For a moment, his cronies didn't know what had happened, blinking stupidly as brain-matter dropped off their faces. It wasn't until Price's headless body crumpled onto the ground that they started to panic, and call for help.

And by that time, Deathstroke - positioned up on an adjacent rooftop - had already packed up his sniper rifle, and vanished without a trace.

 

[Catman_prb]

The sky burnt a brilliant white, a hole seeming to form out out of nowhere. From this vast disturbance fell two figures, one a bulky adolecent and the other a huge man. The man looked at the teenager with concern in his normally cold eyes.

"You'll be safe here. I'll come back for you soon," he said, and jumped back into the portal before it closed.The boy got up onto his knees and waited. For hours he waited, staring at the spot where the man had dissappeared. Tears streamed down his face, and mingled with the rain when a storm came. Eventually he pulled himself to his feet, staggered slightly, then fell face down into the mud. He vomited, then passed out.

Hours after that he came too, his black hair coated with thick mud. He blinked his eyes, and ran his hands over the soft metal suit that covered his body. He tried to push himself up from the mud, then stopped. He looked at his reflection in a puddle of rippling water.

"Who am I?" he whispered. As he shivered in the mud, the purple suit he was wearing spread from his torso over his arms and legs, covering his feet before turning hard into a boot like substance. The suit crept up, before engulfing his face. He gasped and fell to the floor, struggling to breathe. As he struggled, the suit began to open slightly, around his mouth area. He panted on all fours on the ground, as oxygen flooded his lungs.

He staggered to his feet, hearing a muttering, like numbers being repeated over and over again. He started to run, he didn't know why, he just didn't feel safe. After a few minutes, he found himself on a street, still running. He tripped and fel, slamming his face into the floor. People walking by look at him in wonder, but don't bother to stop and help him. He doesn't know who he is, where he is, or what's going on.

"Help me!" he shouts. The people either side of him start to walk quicker, embarrassed by the child. He looks up at one of the TV screens in the window.

"-Iron Man helped police forces rescue hostages on Liberty Island-" the news reporter said. A picture of a scarlet robot whizzes around the skys above Liberty Island. He brings his fingers to the glass window, tracing the outline.

"Iron Man..." he whispers "Help me..." The suit senses the thoughts of its wearer, and begins to change, now a scarlet colour with a silver mask. The suit turns into a hard metal, clinging to his body. The boy closes his eyes, and looks for help.

 

[Eddie Brock]

"Heh, you always joke this much when you're nervous", questioned the Goblin as he beared his teeth.

"At any rate, this has been fun. But, I've got things to see and people to do. So, like all good things..."

The Goblin reached into his bag and pulled out another pumpkin bomb. Gliding past a construction site for a large building, the Goblin hurled the bomb towards the base of the framework.
The blast shook the entire structure, and the entire frame began to tilt and waver. The dozens of construction workers on the building cried out in fright as they reached for anything that they could get their hands on to save themselves.

"You can either come after me, or save them", laughed the Goblin as he circled Spider-Man from above.

"What's it going to be", winked the Goblin as he shaped his hand like a gun and pointed it towards Spider-Man, "Parker."

My heart sinks. He knows. In the next instant, I'm panicking. My mind races with the thought of what he could do with knowledge of my identity.

He could kill Aunt May. He could kill Harry. He could kill Babs. He could tell the world. Jonah could find out and post a huge headline. The police would come and arrest me for those murders that I was framed for. In my line of "work," you piss off a lot of people. Any one of the supervillains I've faced could find me. I picture my quaint little Queens home exploding - with Aunt May inside.

"Spider-Man, help!"

My dread is pushed aside by a sense of duty. "This isn't over," I promise the Goblin through gritted teeth. "Not by a long shot."

Diving into action, I search out the weakened sections of the metallic frame. I coat them in enough webbing to stabilize them - but the building is still tilting. I quickly change out my empty web cartridges with fresh ones. Firing weblines high up on the structure, I secure the building with weblines anchored on the ground.

My webbing's strong, but it's not perfect. It won't hold forever, and I need to get those guys out of there. Swinging hard and fast, I cover every square inch of the partially-completed structure. Since I'm only able to carry three guys at the most, it takes quite a few passes. In due time, I've gotten everyone back on the ground.

I look to the sky to see if the Goblin has left or stayed to watch the show.

 

[Carnage27]

Doctor Octopus

Apparently I get no respect in Metropolis. I've robbed three of their banks, and no one has even attempted to stop me. No matter, at some point they'll realize what I'm doing, and then I will kill them. All of them.

But first, I have some business to take care of. I pick up a pay phone and dial Lex Luthor's private number, which I picked up when breaking into his office.

"Mr. Luthor, this is Otto Octavius. I was wondering if you would need my services. I feel like we could benefit each other greatly."

OOC: I'm going to delete some of my previous Doc Ock posts so they make more sense with the kryptonite and such.
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[Johnny Blaze]

"Oh, you can count on that, Petey-O", cackled the Goblin as he flew away.

The Goblin turned his head and looked back to see Spider-Man doing everything he could to save the innocents.

"Hahahahahaha! We're going to have soooooo much fun, you and I", grinned the Goblin as he returned his focus forward.

"But, if I'm going to make your life a living Hell, I'm going to have to clear the air first", spoke the Goblin as he rocketed between buildings, heading towards one of his many safe-houses.

"Yes, I think it's time I had a heart-to-heart with my 'better half'."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

 

[Karem-Knight]

Walking out of basement five, Mystigue´s shock gives me pleasure, a woman who has seen and done things more then most, shocked at something I´ve created. It proves once again, you don´t need to be from another planet to make a diffrence. Reaching the elevator, I smirk at my creation.

"Well, are you impressed?"

Still in her Jessica disguise, she simply coldy answers.

"I just hope you know what you´re doing!"

I let out a chuckle, "know what I´m doing", of course I know what I´m doing.I´m possibly the greatest living scientist in the world, foget Von Doom, Stark and Richards, Lex Luthor is the one and only, only I can come up with a tactic, along with the machines to fight the costumed meances.

Reaching the office floor, she walks outside.

"Jessica wait...."

She turns round, rolling her eyes.

"Why don´t you, take the rest of the day off?"

Nodding, she walks away, my hench woman, she takes many forms. Matthew my chaffer, Jessica my secutary, Leu Okamana the head of mutant genetics, another top secret division, and my actual body guard. Right around now, she´ll be morphing into Leu to have a status update.

Reaching my office, I notice the phone ringing, no one knows this number! Running urgently, I pick it up and answer.

"Hello, who is this!?"

Doctor Octopus

Apparently I get no respect in Metropolis. I've robbed three of their banks, and no one has even attempted to stop me. No matter, at some point they'll realize what I'm doing, and then I will kill them. All of them.

But first, I have some business to take care of. I pick up a pay phone and dial Lex Luthor's private number, which I picked up when breaking into his office.

"Mr. Luthor, this is Otto Octavius. I was wondering if you would need my services. I feel like we could benefit each other greatly."

OOC: I'm going to delete some of my previous Doc Ock posts so they make more sense with the kryptonite and such.
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Otto Octavius! The bastard who stole my kryptonite, I had heard from security that this might happen, none the less the fool has no idea what I´m caplble of, then again he may be useful for me.

Tapping on the desk, I ask with intrest.

"Tell me, Otto. What do you have in mind!?"

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Before it can make another move, Amazo gets blasted in the back by a large, crimson beam.

"I don't know who or what you are, but you're leaving", stated Cyclops as his hand rested near his visor, ready to fire another optic blast.

"Now."

Behind Scott stood the rest of the team: Jean Grey, Beast, Jubilee, Iceman, Rogue, and Northstar.

Amazo climbed from the wreckage of the trees he had smashed into and confronted the young mutants.

"No", the android stated as it's eyes flared red.

"I'm not leaving until I see Xavier. If you wish to live, I suggest you get out of my way."

"You're not getting any where near the Professor."

"So be it", replies Amazo as it rushes the team.
The X-Men quickly move into action. Cyclops unleashes another optic blast, but Amazo creates a tube with emerald energy and funnels the blast back around to connect with the floating Jean Grey.

As Jean screams and falls to the ground, Cyclops rushes over to catch her.
Meanwhile, the Beast summersaults in, kicking Amazo across it's head while Jubilee fires a cluster of sparkling energy into the androids body.

Amazo swings at the Beast, but misses the agile mutant. Before the android can make another move, he is engulfed in a large block of ice.

Before the team can celebrate, the ice begins to melt and steam. Suddenly, the block explodes apart as Amazo erupts into flames.

"Enough."

The android disappears in a golden blur.
At .01 of a second, Amazo rushes the Beast, grabs, him by the throat, and throws him away and over the mansion like rag doll.

At .12 seconds, Amazo backhands Jubilee and sends the young mutant skipping across the ground.

At .26 seconds, Amazo grabs Iceman by his head. While carrying Bobby Drake, Amazo lets loose a blast of heat vision at Rogue, sending her sailing backwards and crashing through a large window.

At .38 seconds, Amazo confronts Northstar. The mutant is quick, but Amazo is still faster. The android reaches out and palms Northstar by his face and smashes his head into Iceman's.
A cracking sound is heard as their skulls fracture, and Amazo tosses them both behind him to land sickly into the dirt.

At .49 seconds, Amazo comes to a stop in front of an atonished Scott Summers as he cradles an unconscious Jean in his arms.

"What are you."

"The future."

Amazo rears back it's fist, ready to smash Cyclop's head like a ripe mellon.

 

[Matt Murdock]

My heart sinks. He knows. In the next instant, I'm panicking. My mind races with the thought of what he could do with knowledge of my identity.

He could kill Aunt May. He could kill Harry. He could kill Babs. He could tell the world. Jonah could find out and post a huge headline. The police would come and arrest me for those murders that I was framed for. In my line of "work," you piss off a lot of people. Any one of the supervillains I've faced could find me. I picture my quaint little Queens home exploding - with Aunt May inside.

"Spider-Man, help!"

My dread is pushed aside by a sense of duty. "This isn't over," I promise the Goblin through gritted teeth. "Not by a long shot."

Diving into action, I search out the weakened sections of the metallic frame. I coat them in enough webbing to stabilize them - but the building is still tilting. I quickly change out my empty web cartridges with fresh ones. Firing weblines high up on the structure, I secure the building with weblines anchored on the ground.

My webbing's strong, but it's not perfect. It won't hold forever, and I need to get those guys out of there. Swinging hard and fast, I cover every square inch of the partially-completed structure. Since I'm only able to carry three guys at the most, it takes quite a few passes. In due time, I've gotten everyone back on the ground.

I look to the sky to see if the Goblin has left or stayed to watch the show.

IC: Eddie Brock Jr.

CLICKCLICKCLICK!

Eddie Brock Jr. snapped several shots of the action taking place just around the corner of the city block. What a strange thing to watch, Spider-Man swinging around like a hero. Well... he was a hero. What did that make Brock, then? A villain?

He indifferently shrugged his shoulders and kept snapping away. He hadn't seen the majority of the conflict between the two superhumans, but he was taking pictures just the same.

His appearance, much like his demeanor, had undergone a startling change. While he was once a plain clothed guy, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, Brock was now outfitted with a jet black suit, with black dress shoes to finish the look. Though, his clothing was just a creation of the black creature that had bonded itself to him in the church.

Once Spider-Man had saved the individuals in the building, Brock ducked back behind the building.

For a moment, he considered letting the suit take over and just swing his way to the Bugle, but the need for a normal appearance overcame his lust for his newfound abilities.

With nothing more than a twitch of his hand, a cab was waiting for Brock to step inside. He pulled the door open and planted himself on the worn, black leather.

"Where to?" The cabbie asked, glancing backwards.

<"The Daily Bu--">

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"The Daily Bugle."Brock said, before the voice in the back of his mind could even complete the thought.

The cab ride was numbingly boring, but Brock clutched his camera tightly, feeling his heart beating. Parker thought he was untouchable? It was time to prove the little brat wrong.

Brock paid his fare quickly, knowing that Spider-Man could arrive at the temporary home of New York's third most popular newspaper at any moment.

As he strode through the building, people barely acknowledged his presence. The same was true for the busy main bullpen of the Bugle.

Brushing past Jameson's new secretary, and trying not to think of Betty, Brock strode into Jameson's office.

"So, Robbie, I thought for page one -- "

SLAM!

The door slammed closed dramatically.

"Brock?"

"Hey, JJ. How's it going?"

The Publisher's eyebrow arched.

"I thought you left..."

"I had to find myself."

"It's only been a day or two."

"I searched quickly."

"I see. Is there anything I can do for you?" J.J.J. asked arranging a headline on his desk.

"Run these on your page one." Brock said, placing the memory card from his camera onto Jameson's oak desk.

Jameson stared skeptically at the chip.

"Have your boy Parker look over them. See if he can explain away Spider-Man working with The Green Goblin."

Brock smirked and leaned back in the chair.

"Go ahead. I'll watch."
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[Shlee]

Koriand'r sat atop Dick, her eyes shut, breathing heavily. She'd already been fairly drained, and that last minute shield wasn't helping. Then he spoke again.

"Umm...maybe you should stop hugging me before Kitty comes around."

She opened her illuminating green eyes and stared into Dick's blue ones for a moment before registering the embarrassment in Dick's tone. She smiles easily and stands up, shifting her thoroughly soaked nightgown before offering a hand to Dick.

"Here. I will hel-" she begins, but is interrupted by the clearing of a throat, definitely feminine in sound.

 

[Green Lantern]

Koriand'r sat atop Dick, her eyes shut, breathing heavily. She'd already been fairly drained, and that last minute shield wasn't helping. Then he spoke again.

"Umm...maybe you should stop hugging me before Kitty comes around."

She opened her illuminating green eyes and stared into Dick's blue ones for a moment before registering the embarrassment in Dick's tone. She smiles easily and stands up, shifting her thoroughly soaked nightgown before offering a hand to Dick.

"Here. I will hel-" she begins, but is interrupted by the clearing of a throat, definitely feminine in sound.

"Ahem! That is MY boyfriend you're molesting now. And while I'm sure he didn't mind your liplocking me, I do mind you dry humping him."

Kitty glared at them both with her hands on her hips.

 

[Byrd Man]

"Ahem! That is MY boyfriend you're molesting now. And while I'm sure he didn't mind your liplocking me, I do mind you dry humping him."

Kitty glared at them both with her hands on her hips.

I pick myself off the ground and brush the dirt off my shoulder.

"It's not what it looks like. She just saved my life..."

I look over at Koriand'r...a bit longer than I maybe should have. I turn back to see Kitty looking even pissed.

BAMF!

That's when Kurt teleports into the scene.

"Nightcrawler! Thank god you're here. We need to get out of here. I know you two of you have X-Men contacts. Think they can come pick up the freed slaves? I'm sure Xavier will take them in."

 

[Carnage27]

I pick myself off the ground and brush the dirt off my shoulder.

"It's not what it looks like. She just saved my life..."

I look over at Koriand'r...a bit longer than I maybe should have. I turn back to see Kitty looking even pissed.

BAMF!

That's when Kurt teleports into the scene.

"Nightcrawler! Thank god you're here. We need to get out of here. I know you two of you have X-Men contacts. Think they can come pick up the freed slaves? I'm sure Xavier will take them in."

I show up next to Robin, Kitty, and the new girl, who is glowing. And is also ridiculously beautiful. Wow...

I start staring into her eyes, when I notice Kitty glaring at her.

Vell zis is an incredibly awkward situation. And I thought those guards were tough.

"Yes, we could call ze professor. But I would ask that Kitty does it. I'm still kind of on the lamb from the professor."

I continue to stare deeply at the luminescent girl, and a wait for a response.

 

[SenseiofCheese]

Simon Williams

"Well, tell him he can kiss my ass. That's right. My ass. A-S-S. Got it? Good." I shout into the receiver, scaring my mild mannered secretary half to death. I'm surrounded by idiots. People so mind-numbingly stupid that I'd have better luck giving instructions to my wall.

I slam the receiver down onto the machine but I miss and it fumbles, clattering down onto the floor. I sigh wearily and walk over to my the large mirror that goes from the ceiling to the floor. I take a look at myself, my clothes and hair. I may be having a really *****ty day, but at least I always look like a Greek god. I feel the anger and stress leave my body, as I smile at my own reflection and move over to my desk and look outside the window.

I'm greeted, as most days, by a beautiful view of Central City. My office is situated high above most buildings in the city, almost too high for my taste. Ever since I was a kid I've had an unnerving fear of heights. I don't know how all those super-freaks and mutants can stand flying.

A soft rap on my door snaps me out of a trance and I turn my head. A small head peaks around the door, a scruffy little man awkwardly making his way into my office. He's got a ton of files and folders in his arms, all stamped with our Williams Innovations logo. I've told him a million times to keep up with appearances but he never listens. His face is covered with a what barely constitutes as beard, his glasses are covered in smudges and perpetually slide down his nose. His clothes are a mess; his shirt untucked and creased to hell, his tie loosely draped around his neck and a ketchup stain on his otherwise acceptable pants.

"Simon, we need to talk." my brother says in a worried voice as he takes a seat on the other side of my desk, the folders almost slipping out of his hands as he does.

"Can it wait, Eric." I say, telling him more than asking. "Today is kicking my ass and I really need to take a breather."

I rub my head gently as I sit down in a giant leather chair that has no business being in a place of business, but is perfectly suited in my office; a place that looks more like a penthouse than a workplace.

Eric's voice becomes slightly more agitated. "No, Simon, it can't wait. And if you think you're having a bad day so far, you ain't seen nothing yet."

I look him in the eye and sigh. Goddamnit. What is it now. I sigh again and signal him to continue. With a weary voice he simply states "We lost the Kord Industries contract."

****! My eyes go blank and my jaw drops. I snap myself out of it and slam my fist down on my desk, the various items place carefully on it either falling over or rolling off the table and onto the floor. "Son of a ****! God damnit! What the HELL happened, Eric!?"

"What happened, Simon, is what could only eventually happen if we kept going in the direction we are." he says, and I want to punch him right in his face.

My brother and I run Williams Innovations, an industrial company that manufactures almost anything people need. We inherited it from our father, Sanford Williams, to run as equal partners. However, due to my brothers affinity for numbers and his stunted social growth we felt it would be best if he handled the technical crap while I handled the business itself. Our father built this company from scratch and made it into something glorious. It took him his entire life to do it and eventually killed him. It took my brother and I a record two years to get Williams Innovations so far up ***** Creek we wouldn't be able to get out with a powerboat.

I look at my brother and we share a look of complete hopelessness. "Was it him?" I ask him, but I already know the answer.

Eric slowly nods, preparing for another outburst. But all I do..all I can do, is laugh to myself. "It always is."

I heave myself out of my chair and walk over to the window again, but this time a view of Mount Everest itself couldn't soothe me. "F*****g Tony Stark."
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[Carnage27]

Walking out of basement five, Mystigue´s shock gives me pleasure, a woman who has seen and done things more then most, shocked at something I´ve created. It proves once again, you don´t need to be from another planet to make a diffrence. Reaching the elevator, I smirk at my creation.

"Well, are you impressed?"

Still in her Jessica disguise, she simply coldy answers.

"I just hope you know what you´re doing!"

I let out a chuckle, "know what I´m doing", of course I know what I´m doing.I´m possibly the greatest living scientist in the world, foget Von Doom, Stark and Richards, Lex Luthor is the one and only, only I can come up with a tactic, along with the machines to fight the costumed meances.

Reaching the office floor, she walks outside.

"Jessica wait...."

She turns round, rolling her eyes.

"Why don´t you, take the rest of the day off?"

Nodding, she walks away, my hench woman, she takes many forms. Matthew my chaffer, Jessica my secutary, Leu Okamana the head of mutant genetics, another top secret division, and my actual body guard. Right around now, she´ll be morphing into Leu to have a status update.

Reaching my office, I notice the phone ringing, no one knows this number! Running urgently, I pick it up and answer.

"Hello, who is this!?"




Otto Octavius! The bastard who stole my kryptonite, I had heard from security that this might happen, none the less the fool has no idea what I´m caplble of, then again he may be useful for me.

Tapping on the desk, I ask with intrest.

"Tell me, Otto. What do you have in mind!?"

"Well, Mr. Luthor, I believe we share the same goals. To rid those who think extraordinary powers hold dominion over the powers of the human intellect. Men like us are too valuable to the human race to be pushed aside by pajama wearing freaks who fly around and act like gods on Earth. So, Mr. Luthor, what do you think? Shall we add our genius together and wipe clean the Earth of those who stand against the human mind?"

Come now ,Luthor, you know you need me...

 

[nightfeathers]

The park was silent, a cast of gloom overlaying the area as a lone figure hurried home. She was young, pretty enough though not by any means glamourous. The darkness frightened her, because in this day and age it commonly hid a number of unsavoury types whom she hoped to avoid. It had seemed like a good idea cutting through the park to save some time on the way in, but now that she was actually here, she was haunted by dread, certain something terrible was about to happen.

Just beyond her in the trees, that something was indeed lurking. A shadowy figure, his face lit only by the red glow of a cigarette, leaned against the rough bark, his lips curled in a smirk. The lady didn't see him until it was too late. She turned to run, and that was when he pulled out the gun.

A single shot rang out, but the bullet was nowhere near her. As she turned around, shivering in fright, she nearly fainted at the sight that caught her eye. The man had dropped his cigarette. His mouth hung open in surprise.

A long green snake hung from the tree above. It's tail was wrapped around his hand, had pulled so that the gun was facing skyward. It's mouth opened, but what emerged wasn't a hiss.

"Arent you supposed to be in a loony bin someplace?"

As he was listening to a snake talk, the mugger nodded slowly. The snake appeared satisfied by this.

"Why dont you go find yourself a nice policemen and he can take you to one." it suggested. "I'll hold onto this for you."

It's tail grabbed the gun, and the mugger gave the weapon up without protest. As soon as his arm was free, the mugger did his best impression of the Flash as he ran off. The snake climbed down from the tree, and is it did so began to shift.

The end result was a boy in his upper teens, wearing a spandex costume in varying shades of purple. His gelled hair seemed to scream defiance, but when he turned to talk to the woman, he was wearing a friendly smile. Until he realised she had fainted. His expression immediately turned into a pout that included even his pointed green ears.

"Sheesh. Dont I even get a thank you?"

 

[Eddie Brock]

Distant police sirens awake me from my daze. It's time to go. After all, I'm still a wanted man. I check to see that Red Tornado's wires are still intact under my suit, and luckily, they are. I lug the robot over my shoulder as I duck into an alleyway. Retrieving my fake baby, I swing away.

"Reddy, do you mind if I make a quick stop?" I ask the deactivated robot. He offers no response. "Good. I promise that I won't be long."

Within a minute, the hospital is on the horizon. I land on the roof and place Reddy and Allison somewhere that they'll be safe. Then again, I don't know why I'm worried about someone coming onto the roof.

In my civilian attire, I make my way - as Peter Parker - to Aunt May's room. She's wide awake, watching some crappy television. When she sees me enter, she turns off the television and smiles. "There's my prodigy," she announces happily.

"I can't stay long. I have a...science project to work on,"I explain. I walk over to her bed and hug her. "But I've hardly visited you since you've been in here.""Well, you needn't worry about that for much longer," she assures me. I look at her in puzzlement. "The doctors told me that I'm cleared to get out soon."

"That's great!"I exclaim joyfully. "The house hasn't been the same without you."Aunt May nods. "I just hope you haven't thrown too many wild parties while I've been in here..."

"Only one,"I respond jokingly. I bend down and kiss Aunt May on the forehead.

"I'm glad that you're okay."

Aunt May smiles. "Who? Me? Oh, Peter, you know that I'm still pretty feisty for my age."

I smile back. "I couldn't imagine you any other way," I admit.

I begin to think about Reddy and Allison on the roof, and I decide that I shouldn't leave them up there long. After all, there's still no guarantee that someone won't discover them - regardless of my hiding spot. Besides, I'm itching to poke around in Red Tornado's circuits.

Yes, I'm a nerd.

"Well, I really should go," I explain. Aunt May nods understandingly. "I'll see you tomorrow morning before school."

"Don't trouble yourself," she insists. "I don't want to run late."

"It's not a problem. Have a good night."

As I'm walking out, I catch a glimpse of her television program. It's a news show, and the title MANHUNT FOR SPIDER-MAN CONTINUES is displayed in large letters across the bottom of the screen. My jubilation is instantly replaced with preoccupation.

Note to self: meet with Detective Montoya soon.

 

[Shlee]

"Ahem! That is MY boyfriend you're molesting now. And while I'm sure he didn't mind your liplocking me, I do mind you dry humping him."

Kitty glared at them both with her hands on her hips.

Koriand'r frowned as she dug for the meaning and connotations of "molest" and then recoiled in disgust and horror, her face a mask of shock and embarrassment.

"I promise that is not what it seems like. Do you not see the ground? There was no time to pick positions, I had to save us from the explosion," she retorted, waving her hands at the mess. She swayed slightly on her feet but quickly regained her composure, though Dick did help by putting a stabilizing hand on her elbow.

I pick myself off the ground and brush the dirt off my shoulder.

"It's not what it looks like. She just saved my life..."

I look over at Koriand'r...a bit longer than I maybe should have. I turn back to see Kitty looking even pissed.

Dick spoke at the same time she did, saying almost the exact same thing. Koriand'r noticed his eyes rake her body again but said nothing, staring hard at Kitty.

BAMF!

That's when Kurt teleports into the scene.

"Nightcrawler! Thank god you're here. We need to get out of here. I know you two of you have X-Men contacts. Think they can come pick up the freed slaves? I'm sure Xavier will take them in."

All of a sudden, Koriand'r heard a BAMF noise, and saw a blue-skinned, dark haired male in front of her. She took a step back in surprise, then narrowed her eyes as she watched him.

"Nightcrawler!" Dick had exclaimed. "Thank god you're here. We need to get out of here. I know you two of you have X-Men contacts. Think they can come pick up the freed slaves? I'm sure Xavier will take them in."

Kory eyed Nightcrawler warily, crossing her arms over her chest to at least try for some modesty and decency. She was, afterall, still dressed in that flimsy white nightgown, which was now wet, muddy, and clinging tightly to her body. Her skin glowed eerily beneath it, not really helping the look at all.

I show up next to Robin, Kitty, and the new girl, who is glowing. And is also ridiculously beautiful. Wow...

I start staring into her eyes, when I notice Kitty glaring at her.

Vell zis is an incredibly awkward situation. And I thought those guards were tough.

"Yes, we could call ze professor. But I would ask that Kitty does it. I'm still kind of on the lamb from the professor."

I continue to stare deeply at the luminescent girl, and a wait for a response.

She noticed Nightcrawler staring right into her eyes and rather than be cowed by it, turned to face him more fully, green eyes blazing brightly as she stared right back. She dropped her arms, standing up straight; she was not about to feel ashamed. She was just cold.

"Yes, we could call ze professor. But I would ask that Kitty does it. I'm still kind of on the lamb from the professor."

Koriand'r took this lull in activity to make sure she rounded up the mutants, since they seemed to have been forgotten in all the carnage. She looked around, noticing all the guards had been dispatched, and sighed softly to herself. She beckoned to the people actually left standing, and noticed quite a few mortally wounded or dead. She closed her eyes and begin to whisper in a -very- foreign language.

Her skin began to glow even brighter, and green energy began to focus at her fingertips and then trail up her arms in spirals. Her whispers became a hum, a soft, keening noise. And she hummed to the dead and dying a Tamaranian grieving song to help their spirits pass peacefully.

The mutants who were left standing or not too badly wounded began to gather around her, touching her on the arm, the shoulder, her hair, her face; it was the song, the call of it, to grant peace to those departed and those who had lost people they cared about. And one by one they made their way over to Dick, Kitty, and Kurt, waiting to be told what to do and where to go.

She saw children pass her by and her own heart grieved terribly for them, for the horrors they had just witnessed; she hoped they'd find a good, safe place to go where they could be comfortable and happy. She hoped that with all of her heart, and poured that hope into her song as well.

When she finally finished, her skin became a very pale orange. She turned slowly towards the gathered mutants and heroes, and abruptly fainted.

 

[SonnyBlack]

Date with a Clown: Part one

No matter how psychotic he was Joker was not stupid. Bullseye read every last detail of Kingpin's report and followed him for over a day before this night. Joker left his hideout around eight pm for a little stroll in the park. It certainly wouldn't be the first place you'd look if you were trying to find a deranged lunatic. Throughout the hustle and bustle of the city central park was one of the best places for a nice quiet evening. A place for lovers to come and gaze into the stars while drinking wine next to each other. And there they were, Joker walking ahead and Bullseye twenty feet behind him. Bullseye could have attacked Joker a long time ago but he didn't he just smiled and kept on right behind him. From the distance Bullseye could hear Joker humming something but he didn't know what it was. They made their way to an open field with no trees only the moonlight above them. Bullseye could see in infield dirt, it was a baseball field.

He would get one of the biggest kills of his career in a place were he first made his name. It was like his own Disney story.

Bullseye began quickening his pace from walking slowly to walking regular to power walking. He was within ten feet now and full out ran at the Joker as the Joker kept walking along. He was close, in range, he thrust his hand out toward Joker's back.

"Gotcha!"

Joker had spinned quickly grabbing Bullseye's wrist in one hand and holding it in place. Bullseye just stood and looked at the Joker without moving a muscle.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA that was good! Ya almost got me!" Joker flashes Bullseye a sadistic smile and says. "Let me shake your hand."

Bullseye grinned. As Joker motioned his hand Bullseye flicked the concealed water ballon he palmed and pushed off him with his other hand. Joker's "Joy Buzzer" goes off an for a moment Bullseye can even see a few sparks as Joker drops to the floor.

"Whaddaya know your right that was good!"

Bullseye savored every moment of it as he paced around the fallen man. His thoughts drifted toward his plans. Joker would only be the beginning, soon he'd take down Daredevil and Captian America and anyone who stood in his way. Next time they wouldn't be so lucky the next time they would play Bullseye's game not the other way around. Besides they caught him off guard last time and it was two against one. While stuck in his thoughts he could hear people walking toward him.

"Hey is he alright? We saw it light up over here and then a body fall."

Turning away from Joker he saw two couples walking toward him.

"Him? Oh don't worry about him I just had to tazer him. He was talking some trash about the president so I had to pull out my stun gun. He was like bro don't tazer me! HAHAHA."

 

[Byrd Man]

Koriand'r took this lull in activity to make sure she rounded up the mutants, since they seemed to have been forgotten in all the carnage. She looked around, noticing all the guards had been dispatched, and sighed softly to herself. She beckoned to the people actually left standing, and noticed quite a few mortally wounded or dead. She closed her eyes and begin to whisper in a -very- foreign language.

Her skin began to glow even brighter, and green energy began to focus at her fingertips and then trail up her arms in spirals. Her whispers became a hum, a soft, keening noise. And she hummed to the dead and dying a Tamaranian grieving song to help their spirits pass peacefully.

The mutants who were left standing or not too badly wounded began to gather around her, touching her on the arm, the shoulder, her hair, her face; it was the song, the call of it, to grant peace to those departed and those who had lost people they cared about. And one by one they made their way over to Dick, Kitty, and Kurt, waiting to be told what to do and where to go.

She saw children pass her by and her own heart grieved terribly for them, for the horrors they had just witnessed; she hoped they'd find a good, safe place to go where they could be comfortable and happy. She hoped that with all of her heart, and poured that hope into her song as well.

When she finally finished, her skin became a very pale orange. She turned slowly towards the gathered mutants and heroes, and abruptly fainted.

I'm abosolutley left dumbfounded by what I've just seen. This girl has more power than anyone I've ever met...well, except Superman. But he's Superman.

"Guys, just so you know."

I pick up the fainted figure of Koriand'r and sling her over my shoulder, her feet point forwards while her head rests on my back.

"She's not a mutant. She said she was an alien princes, Koriand'r from some planet...Tamara or something. We can deal with that later....but first things first..."

We all look around at the hundreds of mutant slaves we just freed. All of them are crowded around us.

"Does anyone know Professor Xavier's number?"

 

[Karem-Knight]

Date with a Clown: Part one

No matter how psychotic he was Joker was not stupid. Bullseye read every last detail of Kingpin's report and followed him for over a day before this night. Joker left his hideout around eight pm for a little stroll in the park. It certainly wouldn't be the first place you'd look if you were trying to find a deranged lunatic. Throughout the hustle and bustle of the city central park was one of the best places for a nice quiet evening. A place for lovers to come and gaze into the stars while drinking wine next to each other. And there they were, Joker walking ahead and Bullseye twenty feet behind him. Bullseye could have attacked Joker a long time ago but he didn't he just smiled and kept on right behind him. From the distance Bullseye could hear Joker humming something but he didn't know what it was. They made their way to an open field with no trees only the moonlight above them. Bullseye could see in infield dirt, it was a baseball field.

He would get one of the biggest kills of his career in a place were he first made his name. It was like his own Disney story.

Bullseye began quickening his pace from walking slowly to walking regular to power walking. He was within ten feet now and full out ran at the Joker as the Joker kept walking along. He was close, in range, he thrust his hand out toward Joker's back.

"Gotcha!"

Joker had spinned quickly grabbing Bullseye's wrist in one hand and holding it in place. Bullseye just stood and looked at the Joker without moving a muscle.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA that was good! Ya almost got me!" Joker flashes Bullseye a sadistic smile and says. "Let me shake your hand."

Bullseye grinned. As Joker motioned his hand Bullseye flicked the concealed water ballon he palmed and pushed off him with his other hand. Joker's "Joy Buzzer" goes off an for a moment Bullseye can even see a few sparks as Joker drops to the floor.

"Whaddaya know your right that was good!"

Bullseye savored every moment of it as he paced around the fallen man. His thoughts drifted toward his plans. Joker would only be the beginning, soon he'd take down Daredevil and Captian America and anyone who stood in his way. Next time they wouldn't be so lucky the next time they would play Bullseye's game not the other way around. Besides they caught him off guard last time and it was two against one. While stuck in his thoughts he could hear people walking toward him.

"Hey is he alright? We saw it light up over here and then a body fall."

Turning away from Joker he saw two couples walking toward him.

"Him? Oh don't worry about him I just had to tazer him. He was talking some trash about the president so I had to pull out my stun gun. He was like bro don't tazer me! HAHAHA."

The Joker got up, no one had ever.....ever, pulled something like that on him. Using his own weapons on him, it was stealing his gag! Something about being a comedian, you can steal other people´s material, but no one steals yours. Crawling up, he heard Bullseye´s attempt at being civil, getting up Joker got out a playing card and lashed it at the Kingpin´s new toy.

Throwing it, it managed to scrape a tiny bit of Bullseye´s shoulder, as the card flew past it and slashed the woman´s troat in front of the mercanary, gashing out blood and landing on the floor, the husband rushed to her as a crowd soon emerged.

Running, the clown kicked Bullseye in the face.

"Hey, I can steal material too!"

The Joker grabbed Bullseye and pressed the buzzer into his chest.

"Now! If you´re going to steal my gags! At least steal them right, THIS IS HOW YOU USE A JOY BUZZER! HAHAHA!"

 

[Green Lantern]

I'm abosolutley left dumbfounded by what I've just seen. This girl has more power than anyone I've ever met...well, except Superman. But he's Superman.

"Guys, just so you know."

I pick up the fainted figure of Koriand'r and sling her over my shoulder, her feet point forwards while her head rests on my back.

"She's not a mutant. She said she was an alien princes, Koriand'r from some planet...Tamara or something. We can deal with that later....but first things first..."

We all look around at the hundreds of mutant slaves we just freed. All of them are crowded around us.

"Does anyone know Professor Xavier's number?"

Kitty smiles sheepishly at Robin. She turns a bit red in the cheeks as she opens her mouth to speak. "I do... but uh..."

The young girl looks at her feet, embarrassed at what she's about to say.

"I kinda forgot my cell phone at home... I don't suppose you have one, do you Robin?"

She stares up at him with puppy dog eyes, batting her eyelashes.