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A booming voice declared in the form of Onslaught. It was then that he began remembering the encounter with this being. How he had to save Thor when he was thrown into the atmospere. How he was helpless to prevent his own fate of being a puppet to fight Captain America. How Rikki was made a sacrifice to prevent the being from returning to wreck more havoc.
He would not have this bastard possess him or anyone ever again. No, he would kill this being, for good. It deserved no pity from him, and would get none. He readied his feet for takeoff.
"It's time you pay for your actions!"
The man of Iron stated his line in an angered tone as he sent all the power to his thrusters. Instantly, he took off straight for the monster and had his repulsers at the ready, unaware of the enraged Venom, as all he could see was red.
A voice rang out, clear and true. Parker's eyes flashed open as she hurtled down and she lands on her hands and feet, crouched in an animal-like manner. She chuckled darkly, her spine tingling with delight as she rolled the dark black and silver mask over her face. She lets out a dark chuckle, and she cracks her neck a bit, standing up, her slim figure straightening out.
"I am your doom.." She repeats, the words clicking off her tongue in a soft melodic tone. Her memories were rushing through her head, her entire life playing out before her.
Ah..
Yes, of course.
She lets out a whimsical giggle, her body felt repaired, renewed.
"Hey Venom... Let's go save the world."
He said with a bold smile. With that he turned and rocketed at the massive being.
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Onslaught simply stood and allowed three powerful superhero's, among them was the strongest being in the universe..Superman himself. Onslaught wondered why they would even attempt to do battle with him in his own world, his private universe.
Surly they must realize that this psisic being is immune to any, and all forms of physical attack.
Using his ability of 'mass control' and his ability to manipulate matter itself Onslaught raised his left arm before him, with all fingers extended and together he commanded.
"Halt!"
The three charging superhero's were stopped in mid-motion and held momentarily.
"Venom! Leave Brock. Leave him and be balled up into a single small orb, you will remain in Superman's unbreakable grip."
Then Onslaught turned to the man of steel and uttering two specific words. "Chains.......Kryptonite." The instant Onslaught spoke these words chains of pure Kryptonite appeared around Superman's wrists and ankles-Fastening him to the ground.
"Iron-Man! Your suit is drained of energy....crash to the ground Mr. Stark." By sheer will alone, Onslaught had reduced their foolhardy attempt to overpower what cannot be harmed by simple physical means.
Onslaught simply returned the others to their cells. Now walking among then Onslaught taunted his prisoners.
"See how vast my powers are in this place. Here I can make the illogical logical. Venom noticed how Superman is able to detain you with his incredible grip, despite that I am keeping him in bondage with chains forged from that one element, that one thing which he fears the most-The Kryptonite which drains his power."
Laughing and stepping away Onslaught vanished before their eyes.
Onslaught simply stood and allowed three powerful superhero's (among them was the strongest being in the universe) to attack. Onslaught wondered why they would even attempt to do battle with him in his own world, his private universe, where his powers are strongest.
Surly they must realize that this psionic being is immune to any, and all forms of physical attack.
Using his ability of 'mass control' and his ability to manipulate matter itself Onslaught raised his left arm before him, with all fingers extended and together he commanded.
"Halt!"
The three charging superhero's were stopped in mid-motion and held momentarily.
"Venom! Leave Brock. Leave him and be balled up into a single small orb, you will remain in Superman's unbreakable grip."
Then Onslaught turned to the man of steel and uttering two specific words. "Chains.......Kryptonite." The instant Onslaught spoke these words chains of pure Kryptonite appeared around Superman's wrists and ankles-Fastening him to the ground.
"Iron-Man! Your suit is drained of energy....crash to the ground Mr. Stark." By sheer will alone, Onslaught had reduced their foolhardy attempt to overpower what cannot be harmed by simple physical means.
Onslaught simply returned the others to their cells. Now walking among then Onslaught taunted his prisoners.
"See how vast my powers are in this place. Here I can make the illogical logical. Venom noticed how Superman is able to detain you with his incredible grip, despite that I am keeping him in bondage with chains forged from that one element, that one thing which he fears the most-The Kryptonite which drains his power."
Laughing and stepping away Onslaught vanished before their eyes.
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"This 11 by 11 cell is starting to seem like a good thing." She mutters with a smirk.
She didn't go straight into the violence for reasons. She knew she was much too small to take on the men, but she was smart. She had watched them all to know their weaknesses by now. She had been plotting, not just sitting on her rump. She crawls up to the top of the ceiling and hangs from a thread upside down, thinking to herself. Parker waits in silence as she listens for the other prisoners.
As he flew towards the dark entity, he heard a single line directed towards him. He was about to let out a somewhat childish laugh, that is until his suit completely shut down mid-flight, causing him to hit the ground with more than just a thud. As he skipped off the ground, each time a bit less painful than the last, finally reached his resting place.
After shaking of the daze that the crash gifted him with, he returned his suit, little pieces of it morphing back into his bone and flesh. From there, he did nothing. He wasn't really able to assist Superman, nor Venom. He couldn't dismantle chains without his suit and him most definetly couldn't break his iron grip on the beast known as Venom.
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The Hulk and Dr. Strange were effected the most by whatever was trying to poke its way through the ether.
"B-Bruce?..."
Clark muttered aloud.
"Get up Kent."
Superman inhaled sharply as the pain surged within him but managed to shake his head in refusal.
"I...can't..."
The eyes of The Dark Knight stared down at the writhing kryptonian coldly.
"That's not good enough. Not from you."
Batman's voice was strong and unyeilding. Clark coughed out as he struggled to rise but failed.
"What do you want me to do?... The kryptonite-"
"Has never stopped you before."
Clark shook his head in resignation.
"This time is different..."
"Why? Because Onslaught is powerful? You've fought worse and you always come out on top because thats what you do. You're Superman, act like it."
Clark looked up, his eyes looking into the expressionless face of Batman. He almost hated the man sometiimes but he didn't have a better friend in the world. Taking a deep breath Superman forced himself to his knees. He growled as his body screamed at him in agony. Despite the mind bending pain Kal El managed to force himself to his knees before slowly, and unsteadily getting to his feet. Batman's face barely changed, the stoic, cold expression was firmly in place.
"Now... break the chains Clark."
"I-"
He began to reply before Batman shouted at him in sudden fury that shook Clark to his core.
"I don't want to hear it Clark! Everything, everyone is depending on you! Right now! If you don't stop this, no one will! Are you willing to let the rest of us suffer because you are too weak to break a damned chain?! Would you do that to Diana? Wally? Hal? Kara?...Lois?"
Superman's steel blue eyes locked with Batmans as he set his jaw in determination.
"No..."
Batman took a step back and nodded.
"Then prove it."
Superman took a deep breath and strained against the chains, his body exploded in a torrent of blinding pain but he forced himself to keep going. His muscles swelled and his veins popped as the hero gave everything he had into this feat of strength. The chains groaned and splintered but held strong. Clark refused to give in. Refused to allow his own weakness to be the death of so many. With a mighty roar Superman pulled against the chains and suddenly the chains shattered around him falling to the dirt at his feet. After the crumbling remains of the radioactive chains fell to the ground they magically dissapeared and with their dissapearence, Supermans strength returned. He turned to Batman with a wide smile only to see no one there. Clark realized in that moment that his friend, the Dark Knight had never been there at all but it was his own mind displaying the images of the man to his pain addled vision. Despite that realization Clark was gratefull to his friend. He took a breath and nodded to where he'd seen Batman only seconds before.
"Thanks Bruce..."
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And then he had his answer.
"So, I just been thinking about why you want us here, Onslaught, and why you want our memories, and why you removed us from Earth. Well, I have an idea. You have always wanted Earth. However, you can only combat Humans and Mutants super effectively. People in suits and aliens, and accidental hero's, well, they may be Superhero's, but their not mutants. And, non-mutants and exceptional people are the only things that can stop you having Earth. So you moved us. And you removed our memories. Because you were scared we were the only ones who could stop you. And then you got arrogant. You played with us, made us fight, gave us snippets of potential. But you dont realise that you made us hero's again. You gave us back our memories and powers. You have ruined your perfect plan."
He saw Superman break free of the chains, and release the Symbiote, which flowed straight over Brock, who welcome its perversion of nature.
"See, you dont play by the rules. But neither do we, not here. Superman can BREAK Kryptonite, if he wants. Iron Man can create armor out of nothing. Strange can float outside his body. Spider-Woman has strength similar to the Hulk. And, you know what? Seeing as though I dont play by the rules either, I fly."
He lifted into the air, unnaturally, strangely.
"So Onslaught, come and prove we play by your rules. Face us. Destroy the only things in your way for world domination."
"So Onslaught, come and prove we play by your rules. Face us. Destroy the only things in your way for world domination."
Venom was calling the being out AND flying. That was an embarassment, how could he be stealing Stark's thunder? He'd have to fix that... but first, he'd have to have a working suit.
He thought long and hard, the thought being a fully charged Extremis suit. The lights roared to life, his body felt less heavy. A grin covered his face. He was back.
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The Superheroes had never spend a single instant within a prison cell, all this time they were standing a mere 1o feet from one another in the middle of a black space. Each of them standing back to back in a circle, there they remained since being imprisoned, Venom and Superman were never transported to an abandoned ghost town, Spider-Woman hadnt left her cell once.
The recent battle where Superman was cast into chains of Kryptonite, Iron Man stripped of an energy source, the man of steel's unexpected re-invigoration and subsequent escape, none of this had transpired. They remained in a circle with the Hulk in dead center, ever since they were abducted from Earth 619, and there they stand now.
Onslaught's final mind-fuck came when he revealed that the pocket universe in which they were being held was in fact located within the Astral Plane, the place where Onslaught benefited from near god-like power. The Hulk had helped defeat Onslaught originally, but at this point even his strength, now freed from Bruce Banner's calming influence, would hardly make a dent in Onslaught's psionic armor.
Similarly Superman's power would be of very limited use against this god-like monstrosity.
Using his ability to enhance his size and strength, his stature now complimented his level of power, standing at an astonishing 42 feet.
Onslaught was now completely immune to physical attack, but not against the application of magically enhanced strength.
Unfortunately, no known Superhero possessed such a unique set of abilities, certainly not within the present universe.
Only by a combination of magic and physical strength could anyone hope to overcome Onslaught's will.
Suddenly, from out of the ether came the mingled substance of the Hulk's strength enhancing dark energy and the Agamotto of Dr. Strange. But where was Stephan? The Hulk could only hope to retain the power within himself, at best, but without Dr. Strange it would all be for not.
Superman could simply take the enhanced dark energy into himself and use it to defeat Onslaught, if the Hulk could just reach the man of steel.
The others were still unable to see anything out of their respective cells and only Dr Strange could see the actual manifestation of the force field, which remains as an invisible barrier to his fellow prisoners. The connection was now perfect and complete, they were now ready to test their newly acquired ability. Dr. Strange placed his hands on the shoulders of his teammates as the Hulk conjure forth 'Dark Agamottic' energy.
The gray Goliath raised his right arm and held his finger out straight, then closing his hand unto a fist he shouted. "Come to us!!" The dark energy which was fallen from the sky suddenly vanished, only to reappear directly in from of the Hulk and his two fellow superheros. The Superheros still trapped within their cells could were now freed, the dark force field was obliterated, now stepping away from the three active warriors.
At this point no one knew what to expect, they had never seen anything quite like this before, the newly created source of vast dark energy was something beyond anybodies experience. Onslaught looked on and for the first time he doubted himself, but only briefly. "I cannot be defeated through physical attack. No one, no matter how strong can damage me." Onslaught said in an attempt to bluff his opponents.
"Surly not normal physical strenght, but magically enhanced strength!" Strange replied.
Now with one hand on each of them Dr. Strange created a bridge with his bodily form, successfully transferring the dark Agamottic power to Superman. Both the Hulk and Superman were re-energized beyond their normal levels.
"You brought this on yourself Onslaught. You thought yourself so far above anybody else you couldn't imagine that anyone would ever match you, and that's why you'll always lose. There will always be people like us willing to fight the good fight to protect the people that can't fight for themselves. Its those people Onslaught that you see as so weak that are here not to bring you down."
With that Superman rocketed off the ground and launched himself at the Dark Being. His fict cocked back and at the ready. He closed the distnace in the blink of an eye and throw a mighty punch. The magic swatming around Superman's body did something similar to Onslaught that it normally to Superman and bypassed Onslaughts natural invulnerablity. The blow struck with such force it broke the sound barrier creating a shockwave. Onslaught began to go flying but Superman sped behind him befofre he made it more than a few feet. He had both fists up and as soon as Onslaught reached him he brought them down and sent the entity down into the dirt creating a massive crater that shook the entire plane of existence. Superman wasn't finished knowing that Onslaught would not go down easily, his eyes glew red hot as he charged his heat vision. With a roar he unleashed a powerful sustained blast that began to tear at the fabric of Onslaughts very being.
"HULK! I CAN'T HOLD HIM HERE LONG! GIVE HIM EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT!"
Superman shouted out to the grey giant.
But Onslaught was not the only rage filled being in this battle, for this battle had the most enraged being known to both man and god.
“Ugly Onslaught, keep Hulk in tiny cage… HULK DON’T LIKE TINY CAGES!! RRRRRROOOOOAAAAARRRR!!!!!!
Superman, and more importantly Onslaught, witnessed the entire realm of nothingness shake violently from the Hulk’s scream of pure anger and rage. And as the man of steel had done before him, the Hulk charged Onslaught, running a bullet speed he sought out his mortal enemy.
The Hulk hadn't felt so enraged in many decades, but now he would bring all of his anger to bear, the loss of his love, the loss of his son, the final absorption of Bruce Banner; the one thing that could sooth his anger-Now gone forever.
The Hulk was totally unhinged.
The most powerful legs in the universe, able to propel the gray beast into the outer atmosphere, and across continents, were now used to send the Hulk flying through the air. Onslaught had just gotten up from a haunched position, now placing him in the perfect position to be tackled by the Hulk.
The sound of them crashing to the ground could be heard clear across the Galaxy, the Hulk now lay on top of the severely worn Onslaught. His psionic armor heavily damaged.
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"You may have defeated me, but what do you have to go home to?"
Superman and the Hulk looked at one another and shuttered to think of what Onslaught was trying to tell them and then back to the heavily damaged Onslaught.
"I have sent an army of Symbiote's to earth, by now they have overrun your planet. All your friends and comrades are dead! You have failed them."
With a final sadistic chuckle the giant creature fell on its back. Suddenly, from the various holes and tears within Onslaught's psionic armor tremendous surges of alien energy burst forth, in an explosion of monumental porportions the dark force called Onslaught was blown into a thousand pieces.
The force within him ignited in Superman's and the Hulk's faces momentarily blinding them. In that very instant all Superhero's within the Astral plane were blasted free from the false dimension and into uncertain destinies.
Some of the Superhero's were transported back to their own universe and back to what awaits them upon the largely destroyed Earth-619.