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Age Of Onslaught
Part 22/37
The gasps alerted Captain America and Pietro, they had been
discussing what had happened to them in Isreal.
"What's that?" asked Pietro, looking at the three glowing portals
hanging on the shore next to the collected inhabitants of Avalon,"Transport
portals?"
Three figures stepped out of the portals.
"I know them," said Pietro,"And they're flickering even more than
we are."
"That's Sebastian Shaw, Emma Frost and Jason Wyngarde," noted
Captain America,"If they're flickering more than us, it means that they're
less immersed inside this virtual reality Avalon than we are... although
I still find it difficult to believe that all this isn't real."
Shaw looked about with a huge grin on his face, he noted The Thing
and Guido standing nearby, they looked the largest (Cain Marko had moved
straight back to High Point Hill upon arriving on shore) so he rushed at
them and knocked them sprawling with a sweep of his arm.
"Bow before me, peons!" he roared with laughter, twisting about
and knocking startled humans and mutants aside with easy movements.
Until he came upon The Invisible Woman.
He made to knock her aside easily, and his fist rammed into her
invisible forcefield.
"What?" he gasped.
The V.R Program had been designed to automatically adjust to mutants
powers so that they would be helpless against Shaw. Ordinary humans were
next to useless against him, so he wasn't worried about them. But Susan
Storm was not a mutant, she was a super powered human, and her powers had
not been adjusted for. (*)
The next thing he knew he was being slammed backwards, pounded
by invisible force-rods and punches.
"EMMA!" he cried.
The White Queen smiled,"Say it, Shaw."
Shaw gritted his teeth, then blood flew from his mouth as he was
pounded hard by a hard right,"Emma, PLEASE!"
Suddenly Sue - who had been standing with fist clenched, teeth
gritted in concentration - rocked back, her eyes rolled back in her head
and she collapsed in a heap in the sand.
"Look," said Mastermind as Shaw wiped blood from his nose, he
pointed down the beach at Pietro and Captain America. As they watched,
Quicksilver grabbed Cap by the shoulder and suddenly they were both gone
in a blur, moving at superspeed.
"I'll get them," laughed Emma and raised into the air, her increased
telepathic powers giving her far more abilities than in the real world.
(*) Ben Grimm isn't a mutant either, but his powers are physical,
and Shaw was able to knock him down with his own increased strength.
-
"Destiny," said Cain,"Three interlopers have brought evil into
Avalon, I know I am not supposed to interrupt you in meditations but I
don't know what to do."
Destiny was not facing him, and she was chanting something low
under her breath, he couldn't quite make out what.
"Please, Destiny.... Irene, I need your guidance," moaned Cain.
He placed one huge hand on her shoulder and turned her about,
her eyes were blank, her words now clear.
"Processing new instructions, please wait. Processing
new instructions, please wait. Processing new instructions, please wait."
"Destiny? I do not understand."
BAMF!
He turned about, found himself facing Nightcrawler, Dazzler,
Mystique and The Scarlet Witch.
"She's not Destiny," said Mystique, she sounded oddly hollow,
she was grieving.
"She's a virtual reality projection," said Wanda,"This is all a
virtual reality projection."
Cain stared at them blankly, not comprehending.
"Avalon isn't real... the people are, but the island, the sea,
birds, food, huts, everything else is virtual reality.... a computer
projection."
"My mother's friend," said Nightcrawler,"Was a precog, there was
no way The Mariner could fool her. I don't know who he is, but he found
a way to get to her, he killed her and replaced her with a computer sprite,
feeding it information so that she could make predictions on things like
weather, events, and who would be coming to Avalon and when. She could
do this because The Mariner feed her new information whenever he caught
someone."
"Destiny.... isn't real?" asked Cain.
"No," said Wanda,"For some reason she isn't.... working anymore,
she's cut off from her link to The Mariner."
"The people here are real," said Cain, stating a fact.
"Ya," said Kurt, looking at Dazzler who stood close to his mother,
holding her hand.
"Then all these people have been living in harmony, have been
attempting to put the past aside... and it's all a lie?"
"What are you thinking, Cain?" asked Wanda, suspecting, not
liking it.
"Those people down there," he said, pointing at the shore where
Shaw and Mastermind still terrorized the inhabitants,"They are the ones
who are ruining this paradise, even if it is false."
His face had grown nearly as red as his shoulder length hair, he
was no longer smiling, he was angry.
-
Captain America sat in the cave, waiting for Pietro to return,
not wanting to.
He wanted to get out there and stop Shaw, Frost and Wyngarde, but
he wasn't fully aware of the situation yet, he needed to know more factors
before he could take them on.
Pietro had told him he was going somewhere to get a weapon to
use against Shaw and his companions. Where he planned to get it, Cap had
no idea.
- Captain, - whispered a voice in his head. He looked up, he knew
what it was, Emma Frost was in his head.
- Captain, give it up, I know all your secrets, I know everything
there is to know about you. -
- Then come and get me, - he thought to himself.
No reply.
The cave shook, something big had fallen near it. Then there was
another rumble, something was happening.
"She's throwing a tantrum," he whispered to himself,"For some
reason she doesn't know where I am, and she's psychically throwing things
about to vent her anger."
Suddenly something huge smashed onto the cave roof above him, there
was a grinding noise and a large crack appeared in the roof. Dust began
to drop down, followed by small stones.
- Shit, - he thought to himself, - Cave in, I have to go out
there, Pietro or no Pietro."
He made to rush out of the cave, when a hand closed around his
ankle and he felt himself pulled down, somehow dragged down through the
floor.
He found himself in a dark cave, it must have been under the one
he was in. A small light flickered on and he found himself facing Kitty
and Remy, she must have used her phasing ability to get her and Remy
out of there, now they had rescued him.
"Hello, Captain," chuckled Remy,"Looks like it up to us to save
paradise, non?"
-
Shaw lifted Ben up into the air with one arm, clutching him
around the throat.
"Give up," he said,"You can't beat me."
"You pretty badly lumped up, Susie did that, huh?" Ben laughed,
although his entire body was wracked with pain,"You ain't so tough."
With a fury that had shaken his iron control, Shaw threw Ben
face first into the water, noting incredulously that he was
still struggling to get to his feet.
"Don't you ever give up?"
"Me and that frigging Energizer bunny," groaned The Thing,"Ain't
nothing that can stop us!"
"SHAW!"
Shaw twisted about, eyes widened as he found himself facing another
man thirty or forty feet away. He was huge, taller even than Guido, even
wider than Guido, his face was contorted with rage.
"SHAW! NOW YOU PAY!"
And he leaped through the air at the startled mutant.
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The Amazing X-Men 7.
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Manhattan - Sinister's Facility - Madri Level.
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The Madri were all the same, genetic duplicates of Jamie Madrox
created by kinetic force being issued on the original Jamie Madrox. They
were the torturers, the interrogators. They were the false religion of
Apocalypse that fooled the sheep into thinking that the atrocities he
performed against them were justified.
They sat in quiet rows, legs crossed, leaning forward wearing
black robes with the hoods pulled over their identical faces.
They hummed lightly, the dark light twisting and shifting on their
black robes, moved about by the guttering torches.
Pink light diffused the room.
As one, the Madri lifted their heads.
The Beast and Deadpool appeared in the room.
"Uh oh," said Deadpool,"College Fraternity initiation, when does
the paddling start?"
"I don't know what has happened to you, Pale Rider," muttered The
Beast,"But the change in attitude is even more irritating than your
former."
"This is forbidden, even to you McCoy," said one Madri,"Only
Prelate's or Apocaplypse...."
"Praise and Blessings to Apocalypse," the other Madri said as
one.
"... are permitted entry."
"You're suffering from penis envy," Wade said to the Madri who
spoke to them, leaving the monk at a loss for words as he tried
to understand where that had come from.
"I do not believe it will be this easy to escape Sinister's
Sugarman," said The Beast, glancing about uneasily,"We should...."
The ceiling caved in, a huge, fleshy mound dropping down to the
ground, making it shake and knocking Deadpool and McCoy off their feet.
The Sugarman dusted off it's bulk with it's unnaturally long,
skinny arms, lifted it's hideous, distorted face and squealed at it's
two targets.
"Abomination," quoted the Madri as one, standing to their feet
and moving towards The Sugarman,"We will stop it."
The Madri had strength in numbers, they could never run out because
if one was hit it became two, and if one died then his body was reabsorbed
and reformed into a new living duplicate. They surrounded The Sugarman
and chanted together, a mixture of latin, greek, egyptian and english.
Sugarman paused, glancing at the Madri carefully, sizing them
up, adapting to their powers and coming up with a strategy.
"Let's make like an amoebae and split," muttered Deadpool, not
liking being this close to the now huge, bloated Sugarman.
"Wait," said McCoy, fascinated by what was about to happen, wanting
to know what Sugarman would do.
Suddenly the stretched, discolored skin began to ooze outwards in
all directions, Sugarman's height dropping as it extended it's width.
The Madri stood still, chanting, and when the extending body touched
them at first nothing happened.
Then The Madri began to scream.
"Fascinating!" murmured McCoy,"It's absorbing their bio-mass,
making them a part of it.... that's an extremely effective tactic to use
against a self-duplicating opponent like The Madri."
Sugarman began to grow larger, it looked like it had swallowed
all The Madri whole, and they were struggling to escape the confines of
their fleshy prison.... the truth was much worse, now they were part of
Sugarman.
"Okay," said McCoy, survival instinct stronger than scientific
curiousity,"Let's split, as you put it."
-
The Infinite lifted it's weapon.
"Relax," said Warren Worthington The III,"I have a standing
invitation to the stronghold."
"The fortress is secured, has been for over a week," said The
Infinite,"The High Lord Apocalypse will see no one."
"I am Warren Worthington The III," said Warren, hoping to bluster
his way in,"I have information regarding the capture of former members
of The Brotherhood."
The Infinite hesitated, it wasn't very smart, but it
knew Worthington was a big deal for a civilian, and that any member
of The Brotherhood was a valued prize.
"You may enter," it said, pushing the button that opened the
huge doors to enter the stronghold.
They had opened only a crack when a squealing, disheveled figure
burst through it, tearing the cloth on the thick metal and slamming into
Warren, who had been stepping forward to enter.
"CLOSE THE DOORS!" the man screamed,"CLOSE THE FUCKING
DOORS!" he
was on the edge of breaking down, he was in total panic.
The Infinite closed the doors.
"What are you doing?!" cried Warren.
"This is Rex," said The Infinite,"He outranks you."
The human called Rex lay huddled on the ground, whispering and
chanting nonsensical sentences over and over again.
"That.... flatscan trash outranks me!?"
"Technically, sir," said The Infinite with a sigh,"I outrank you."
Warren sighed,"This Rex thing, isn't he Apocalypse's pet or
something?"
"He works for Apocalypse, yes," said The Infinite, it's brain
hurt, it wanted to make them go away.
"Good," said Warren,"Then he can help me."
He reached down and grabbed Rex by the shoulder, the human shrieked
in fear.
"Hey, human! Relax, I won't hurt you," he smiled slightly,"After
all, you're Apocalypse's property."
Rex still seemed panicked, but he wasn't gibbering anymore.
"Now get me inside, I need to see Apocalypse..."
Rex suddenly sat up straight and grabbed Warren hard by the
shoulder, pinched the flesh hard enough to leave bruises.
"Let go of me, flatscan!" cried Warren.
"NO!" cried Rex,"We have to get out of here! We have to get to
Holocaust!"
"Holocaust is out of the city," said Warren,"Tracking people in
the wrong place."
"Then Sinister, I have to see Sinister!"
"Why?" asked Warren sweetly, removing Rex's hand from his shoulder.
Rex fearfully looked behind him at the fortress, he cringed and
whined.
"B..b...b....b...b..b.because he's BACK!"
"Who?' sighed Warren, wishing this flatscan would just get to the
damn point already.
"MAGNUS!" cried Rex,"Magnus is back!"
-
"I don't like this," said Storm,"Where is Warren, could he have
betrayed us?"
"If he's that stupid then he better be a real Angel," muttered
Iceman,"Or else he won't recover from what I have in store for him."
"Do you think Deadpool is all right?" asked Terry.
Palisade looked uneasily at Abyss, who shut his eyes and looked
away.
"I'm sorry, honey," Palisade finally said,"If he's gone straight
to Sinister's labs then he's dead."
Terry looked like she was going to yell defiance, then she looked
like she might cry, then she just hunched herself up in a little ball in
the corner and said nothing.
Iceman sighed, this wasn't what he'd wanted, he'd been sure that
their hold over Warren would be enough to get them to Avalon, what if he'd
been wrong?
Abyss stood up, he was barely visible in the darkness, but Iceman
had no trouble seeing him, he wasn't just looking with his eyes, but
monitoring and registering body temperatures. He wasn't taking any risks
of being ambushed by someone cloaked either technologically or psionically.
"Nils?" asked Storm,"Is something the matter?"
"I don't really like being cooped up, Ororo," he said,"And this
feels like a prison, not just a waiting room."
He moved to the door, locked for their own safety they'd been
assured by Warren, to keep anyone from stumbling upon them. Any of them
could have smashed the door open, but Nil's figured there was probably
some kind of alarm on it.
He stood at the small crack running between the door and the wall,
then placed his fingers against it.
Abyss was named for the dark inner abyss inside him that he could
throw his enemies into, his body was basically human shaped but totally
black. It also looked like it had been unraveled, like he was made from
black paper that had been curled around an invisible human. He was able
to straighten and curl his skin simply by concentrating, and he did so now,
sliding himself through the tiny crack.
"Where's he going?" asked Terry, looking up from her corner.
"Recon," Palisade replied with a smile,"Just make sure there
aren't any surprises."
-
Holocaust had to admit that he was enjoying this, Damask was a
revelation in torture.
She'd sunk her psi-hooks into Creed's head and tortured him
mentally, emotionally and psychically. She'd made him claw and rip at
himself with his own claws, leaving his claws in his skin so that they
healed over them. Then when he ripped them out they'd torn not just the
old wounds open, but also damaging his hands and claws.
She'd made him experience his greatest fantasies and then turned
them into his greatest fears. Damask lamented the fact that she couldn't
see these fantasies and fears, but her abilities were limited to attacking
the psyche, she couldn't see into it.
"What's happening now?" asked Holocaust,"You've been torturing him
for hours now, is there anything more you can do to him?"
Creed lay on the ground, his eyes squeezed shut, his back arched,
muscles straining, veins popping out as he strained to escape but couldn't
make himself move. The Infinites had begun the long trek back towards
Manhattan, having to deal with the paperwork on lost humans from the
traincrash and the death of high ranking officials like Dead Man Wade and
The Mimic. Damask and Holocaust had remained behind to torture Creed,
waiting for him to even break down and reveal where the other so-called
X-Men had gone. Either that, or wait for him to die.
"Oh, I'm sure I'll find something to do," laughed Damask, and began
torturing Creed again, sinking her psi-hooks in deeper than before.
Creed WAS reaching breaking point, but not in the way they thought.
-
Aurora smiled as she pulled her costume on, listening to the
light snores of both the Bedlam Brothers.
She'd enjoyed that a great deal, and if it secured their support
for her role as new leader of Factor X it would be worth it.
She walked down the corridors, reaching the teleporter
she instructed it to teleport her to Manhattan.
[Unable to comply,] came the computers voice,[Following orders of
Horseman Sinister, teleportation in and out of Manhattan Lab is forbidden.]
"Shit," muttered Aurora,"Open a direct line to Northstar, wherever
he is."
[Northstar not found, message directed to Aurora from Northstar
located, display?]
"What? Yes."
She sat down at the teleport desk, one of the several monitors
flicked on and her brother's face appeared.
"Hello Sister," said Northstar, grinning like an idiot,"Have you
finished entertaining The Bedlam Brothers yet?"
She flushed, her brother knew her too well.
"I must say I'm jealous, you lucky thing," he chuckled,"It's a pity
it's all in vain."
"What?" she growled, apparently he had anticipated this too, because
he said.
"What you say? Well it's just that I just got a message from
Sinister, he's sending me to Madripoor, I'm to be the new Ambassador to
open treaty negotiations... although we both know what that really means.
And if I succeed in my mission, you know what that means Aurora," it
wasn't a question, but a statement.
"You become the new leader of Factor X."
"I become the new leader of Factor X."
The message ended, her brother's idiot grin disappearing from the
screen.
"SHIT!" she screamed, slamming her fist into the desk, sending
a tingle of dull pain through her fist.
She'd go to Sinister, seduce him and..... she sighed, who was she
kidding? She could no more seduce Sinister than Northstar could seduce The
Bedlam Brothers.
"If I want to become leader, I've gotta bring Sinister something
big," she murmured,"And to do that I'd need a miracle.
And that's when an Angel appeared before her.
-
Cecelia's tight pussy was wrapped around Creed's thick meat as
the two of them took turns eating out Rogue's pussy.
He would lick Rogue's pussy, then lick at the juices dripping off
Cecelia's face. Making the Mexican mutant beauty giggle, she slid her
arms around him and lowered her head slightly, licking at his nipples
as she hunched and ground her hips, pressing her cunt against the base
of his shaft.
"Hey!" cried Rogue,"What about me?"
"Oh yeah," said Creed,"We'll get to you, right now I only got eyes
for Palisade here."
Rogue promptly disappeared, she'd return when they needed her.
Creed rolled over onto his back and Cecilia straddled him, allowing
more of his thick cock to push apart her cuntlips and slide into her pussy.
Her large, plump breasts bounced up and down as she began to
raise and lower her hips up and down faster and faster. Her asscheeks
squashed against his hard, muscular thighs with each downward stroke, her
braided hair flung back with each upward pull.
She began to slide up and down on his pole, the pressure of her
cunt around his thick cock made the sensation of fucking her that much more
intense.
"Yes!!" moaned Creed,"That's right...do it....give me your cunt,
give it to me!!!"
Cecilia began pushing up and down, her tight juicy cunt sliding up
and down his hard cock. She was panting heavily, her breasts bouncing up
and down crazily as she came closer and closer to orgasm. His eyes were
crawling all over her breasts, his head moving to follow the flow and
bounce of her fat titties.
"OOHH! YESS!!!!!!" she screamed,"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YEESSS!!"
she screamed as her orgasm began, her cunt muscles clamping down around
his meat, tugging on his shaft as it continued to plunge in and out of her
cunt as she continued to bounce up and down on top of him, juices trying
to get free but plugged up by his thick dick.
"Oh shit, yeah!!" grunted Creed and then his cock was shooting
thick streams of cum up into her juicy snatch, mixing with her orgasming
juices in her cunt.
Finally her jumping, lifting body slowed down, her breathing was
deep and heavy, her fat, rounded brown breasts lifting up and down as
sweat ran down her body, making it glisten.
She lowered her body down onto him, her breasts pressing against
his thick, muscular chest. She licked his face, at one point he slipped
his own tongue out and she began to suck on it.
Raising her ass up, his cock slipped out and her juices released,
splashing out onto his crotch, waist and thighs. She fell down next to
him, his large, muscular arm encircling her waist and holding her tight,
keeping her warm they fell asleep together and....
End Part 22/37
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