Omega Attack!
Hey Folks! L1701E Here! Listen up! This fic is an alternate arc based in Descendant's story "Brotherhood Evolution". In chapter 85, Michael "Omega" Nagrite left the Brotherhood after the death of his girlfriend Elisabeth "Psylocke" Braddock. In the end of the chapter, he drove away in his car! This is my idea of where Mike headed during this time.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel, except for Kid Razor, Sonic Blue, Sgt. Harold Polanski, and the Rock 'n' Roll Cavaliers. Omega belongs to Descendant. Read his fic "Brotherhood Evolution". It's great!
Chapter 1: Arrival in Cleveland!
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(Cleveland, Ohio)
A black car raced into the city. The driver was a black-haired kid in a long trenchcoat. His name was Michael James Nagrite, once known as Omega, a former member of Magneto's Brotherhood, the X-Men, and X-Factor. He came to Cleveland to get away from a tragedy. He had just lost his girlfriend, and he came to Cleveland to get away. Cleveland was also a city that was very friendly towards mutants. He pulled up to a gas station with a mini-mart. He heard an explosion.
"What?" He unsheathed his tentacles. No one gave him a second glance. Instead, they stared at a battle.
"WHOOOOOAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A blond-maned teenager flew into the mini-mart's wall. "AWW!!!" The teen was clad in blue wrestling tights with black-and-white razor blades, blue kneepads, and white boots with blue and black fringe. Tucked into the tights was an old Def Leppard t-shirt. Over the shirt, he had a blue sash going from his left shoulder to his right side, decorated with black-and-silver studs. His hands had blue fingerless gloves, covered by blue HBK-esque wristcuffs with a razor blade on each one like the tights. His face had on paint like the Ultimate Warrior: Mostly blue with globs of black and white. He also had a blue Flying-V guitar with a black-and-white fretboard, and silver pickups.
"Aww man, Iron Maiden can hit hard." He moaned. Omega instantly recognized him. He was Kid Razor, an Avenger and a mystically-powered super-rocker.
"You alright?" Mike helped Razor up.
"Thanks." Razor said.
"YIIIIIIII!!!!!! OOF!!!!!!!" Another teen boy crashed through the wall, landing hard. This boy had semi-long brown hair with blue streaks in it. He was clad in blue armor with white highlights. It wasn't Iron Man-like armor. This armor was a lot sleeker and more aerodynamic. His forearms formed what appeared to be satellite dishes around the wrists. With the fists in the center.
"Sonic Blue!" Razor and Omega helped the armored teen up. The Sonic Blue armor allowed its wearer, Spencer Burton, to move and react at superhuman speed. It also allowed him to fire blasts of sonics from his forearms. Spencer was born with an IQ of over 300, making him a genius. He built his armor originally from scrap in a junkyard, but he's been refining and modifying since. He's even gotten some pointers from Tony Stark, the genius behind the Iron Man armor. The helmet was basically a pair of futuristic translucent blue goggles (They had a built-in forcefield to protect Sonic Blue's head.
"She's having one of those days." Sonic Blue groaned.
"Iron Maiden?" Omega wondered. A woman, around six feet tall, punched her way into the mart. Her long braided hair was silver, and her skin gleamed with organic steel. It reminded Omega of Colossus, and the black outfit she wore was similar to Betsy's pre-X-Factor costume.
"Come on, boys." She hissed. "Your fancy guitar and armor can't hurt me." Iron Maiden, real name Janet Steele, was a mutant who wanted to be a crimefighter, but Razor laughed her off, and she took it very personally.
"Hurt this!" Sonic Blue pointed his fists and forearms at the steel-skinned woman. With a mental command, the dishes surrounding his forearms fired two powerful blue beams of sonic energy. Razor played his guitar and blasted Steele. The mutant woman was sent flying. Omega's tentacles lashed out, wrapping around her. She screamed as he used the tentacles to slam her into the ground.
"AAAH!!!" She screamed. Razor and Sonic Blue whistled.
"Nice. How'd you build those? They look just like bone." Sonic Blue asked with awe. Omega shook his head.
"I'm a mutant." He said simply. Sonic Blue whistled.
"Wow."
"No time for conversation, deputies. Sheriff Razor says we got ourselves a biiiiig ol' dogie to round up!" Razor laughed in an intentionally bad John Wayne impersonation as he took to the air.
"Is he always like this?" Omega asked Sonic Blue in disbelief. Sonic Blue nodded with a smirk.
"Yeah. You should catch him on the days when he's really mouthy." The armored teen picked up a piece of pipe. "Watch this." Sonic Blue raced off, using his great speed. Iron Maiden snarled as she tried to take down an airborne Razor by throwing rocks, cars, and anything else she could find. Sonic Blue raced around her, using his speed to kick up a whirlwind. The whirlwind sent the villainess into the air, screaming. He threw the pipe after twirling it at incredible speed. The pipe socked Iron Maiden in the head hard, then she got a Van Halen Hammer from Razor. The armored woman fell to the ground, unconscious and de-armored. Her silver hair was now its normal black, and her eyes turned back from solid silver to brown. "Man, she wasn't too hard." Sonic Blue chuckled. Razor nodded.
"She needs work. Badly." Razor laughed. "She thinks she's great because she took the name of a great metal band. What a joke." Omega walked away. "Hey Squid! Where you goin'?"
"Away." He said simply. He noticed a Cleveland police car roll up to Razor. A cop with a flattop and trenchcoat who looked like he had an even bigger stick up his butt than Cyclops marched out of the vehicle. He was Sgt. Harold Polanski, a cop who did not like costumed superheroes.
"Ahh, Sarge. Good to see you again." Razor grinned. He and Sonic Blue took the unconscious Iron Maiden and they threw her into his arms. "Book 'er, Danno!" Razor laughed.
"I'd better go home." Sonic Blue nodded. "Cincinnati needs me." He ran off in a blue-and-white blur.
"See you around, Sarge." Razor laughed. He wasn't going to let ol' Polanski get a word in this time. He took off before the cop could say anything. He angrily dropped the unconscious villainess and an egg flying out of nowhere hit him in the face.
"WHO THREW THAT?!?!?!?" He roared. Omega watched the whole thing. He walked away.
Great. I come to Cleveland to get away from my pain for a while, and I end up in a superhero/supervillain battle. Whoopie! Omega grumbled. What the Miami native didn't realize was that he was being watched.
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(The Hellfire Club building, New York City)
Omega's image of him contemplating what just happened appeared on the crystal ball. A beautiful pale-skinned woman with long jet black hair, and gleaming green eyes watched intently. She was clad in a rather revealing black costume. She also had on a black cape with red trim and a gold clasp with a trident on it. She also wore long black fingerless gloves, and knee-high black high-heeled boots. Around her neck was a gold chain with a jade pendant that was in the shape of a music note.
"Ooh, a new player joins the game." Selene purred. X-Factor had never met the immortal mutant sorceress when they battled the Hellfire Club. As the Club's Black Queen, Selene was one of the most powerful members of the New York Inner Circle. She had already established herself as a feared and respected magic user among those who practiced white and black magic alike. Lately, she had become interested in the mystical guitar of Kid Razor. She knew the guitar gained great mystical power, and if she obtained it, she would be invincible. She tried outright asking for it, but Razor refused. As punishment, and for her own amusement, she trapped a friend of Razor's, his mentor, in the music note necklace around her neck.
You'll never be able to get Razor's guitar, Selene! A voice erupted from the pendant. The voice belonged to the legendary glam rocker Ronnie Rocker, whose ghost aided Razor early on in the control of his powers. I know what you're up to, you psychotic witch! If you think you can use this kid in your schemes, think again! You can learn a lot in the Astral Plane!
"Dearest Ronnie, I only wish to aid this poor boy. I can sense deep despair and loss from him." The sorceress burst out laughing. "He lost a girl he loved for the second time! How amusing!"
You're sick, you know that? You really are. The kid doesn't need your condolences. Leave him alone.
"Ahh, but this is a genuine opportunity, Ronnie. I can use his powers to get Razor's guitar."
I hope Kid Razor puts his guitar right through your head, Selene. I hope he really does. Ronnie Rocker snarled. I really hope he does.
Well, things are getting interesting right now! What'll happen to Omega? What is Selene up to? Can Kid Razor stop her scheme and save his guitar? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!