War. Our World is at War. A living hell has erupted in multiple spots around the World. Strike one was in Mandelovia, the second strike followed not to soon after in Thunder City. Mandelovia is gone, fully destroyed. Thunder City, will soon follow.
A army of super-powered men and woman have been doing there all against the unstoppable forces of hell; demons, zombies, creatures of the night, just to name a few. Two bases stand tall, the battle field in between them. One of these bases is the Citadel, the home and headquarters of the Message Board League. Within the sub-basement of this huge tower are a couple hundred super-powered children from around the World, the next generation of heroes and villains. Included in the mix is Patrick Walker’s little baby, Daniel and the late Eurostar’s boy, the Snake_Headed_Son, but more importantly, Peter McLebovich, the key to ending this War of the Underworld.
Tomb has set up a defense just a floor above the children, hoping that hell’s forces will not even make it that far. Little do they know, that two demon’s have already been able to break into the sub-basement. Their target, not Pete, but the Snake_Headed_Son, the son of one of the two demons. But in a few moments, Tomb will have a much greater problem, one with 6 arms and blood red skin.
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On the battle field, all hope seems lost. MAN is holding their ground, not letting up for one instant. The Message Board League is all but fallen. Only a handful of the members remain to fight the incredible amount of un-dead. Hope seems ...lost...
A word that seems to echo over the battle field.
”In a City that has seen much destruction in the past, an Uncanny number of heroes and even some known villains are giving their lives to fight off what seems to be the END of the world.”
Only a few blocks out of Thunder City, a camera man stands firm while a news reporter sends a live feed all around the world.
“In the past, society has protested against these super-powered men and women, calling them inhuman or mutants. The army has even fought them at times, believing that there simple existence was a national threat. But now. They have nothing but this reporter's respect. And also the respect of the American people.”
The camera man moves the camera behind and around the reporter. The land is covered for miles and miles by the US army, tanks, jets, helicopters, police (from multiple states), firemen and normal men and women.
”These super-powered men and women, are our brothers, our sisters, and we will not let them fall. Not with out taking a stand by their side. And doing our all.”
As the reporter finished what she was saying, the troops began to move in. In a short time, they were able to fight their way through swarms and swarms of un-dead, and to the heroes. Officer O’Maley unloaded a round of clips clearing a short area, he then lifted an injured meta-human over his shoulder. Two strangers, New York police men, covered the officer as he brought the injured man back to get aid, not letting any of the bad guys near him. The tide had now changed, the HEROES now had a fighting chance.
Prometheus, with Gooz and Malvana by his side, was flying the M-X Inc jet. Speeding through the air at a blinding force, straight for the huge castle. Prometheus X stood in an opened window on the top floor.
“Gooz, be ready...” Prometheus said, grinning his teeth together, his eyes focused before him.
With a simple twitch of his eyes, the plane exploded in a fury of flames. For an instant, Prometheus X smiled.
A portal opened on the ground just in front of the castle; Gooz, Prometheus and Malvana were safe. If you could call where they were safe.
“Shit” was the only word Prometheus could muster.
The small group was surrounded by hundreds of the un-dead.
“Behind me,” Gooz began “No questions, just give it a second...”
Prometheus smiled for a second, beginning to understand his younger counterpart.
Just as the un-dead members were closing in, blue light covered the sky above them, 8 figures appeared in midair. More Help had arrivied. Zod, Stonewall, Flit, Rampage, Hawk, FlashFX, and Nowheregirl quickly attacked the un-dead army, as the man who brought them here, the silver lined hero known as Kidbucket, went right to Gooz and Prometheus.
“Wow buddy, that was cutting it pretty close!” Gooz said with a sign of relief.
“Hey, better late than never?” Kidbucket said with a smile. “Do you know how hard it was to find this damn thing?”
As he finished, he pulled a silver sword out of a long bag he was holding.
“Plus you wanted me to get back some back-up, right?”
Gooz nodded in amazement, “You did good man, you did good.”
Gooz turned toward Prometheus, “Always have a plan. Right?”
Kidbucket joined the fight with Zod’s Message Board League.
Gooz, Prometheus and Malvana entered the huge Castle, surprisingly, it was empty. Thick stone walls, but a hallowed inside. The only thing in the room was an old stone staircase going all the way up, to the top floor.
Prometheus looked at the silver sword within Gooz’s hand and smiled. Engraved along the blade were the words “Novus Ordo Seclorum,” latin for ”New Order of the Ages,” Gooz was able to somehow retrieve an ancient sword used to slay Gods, while at the same moment setting it up so that backup would appear only moments before sure dead. Prometheus could only be impressed, for once, he began to see himself within Gooz.
