Time Trap
Ultimate Universal Crossover (#1)
By A Fan Fic Fan
Summary
When the very fabric of the universe begins to unravel, it is up to the greatest heroes, space explorers, and secret agents of all time to save all creation from destruction. Their task: Find the "the Line" and restore order and power to all creation.
But their task proves to be much more complicated when the greatest villains of all time appear with the same goal to find the Alti-Universe, but for the purpose of taking control of the ultimate power and changing all life to their whims.
Now it is a race for absolute power against the most powerful beings of all time.
Who will win in the end?
Find out in the first installment of the Ultimate Universal Crossover series.
I wrote this when I was 13, and I had been fixing it ever since. If you find any mistakes of things that don't match up, please tell me. I would suggest that before you read this you know at least a little bit about Stargate: SG-1 (around the 8th season), Star Trek (both the original series and the Next Generation), Marvel characters, DC characters, MacGyver, and Star Wars (all characters and films).
Prologue
There exists in the scientific community a theory.
For many years, this theory has been used in popular entertainment. This theory has been treated along the lines of other unbelievable theories such as time travel, genetic cloning, and artificial intelligence. Because this theory has been used in such an unrealistic and absolutely unbelievable manner, the majority of the Earth populace now believes that this particular theory is just an entertaining phenomenon, a pure fantasy, if you will. The people believe that this theory belongs outside of our realm of reality.
But some people, those who are usually scientists, believe a different story.
The theory is of the actual existence of parallel universes.
The theory dictates that every move we make, every word we say, every action we perform is different in each of these parallel universes.
Entertain the thought that every action and thought of every individual creates a different universe; and then multiply that by every sentient being in the universe.
The results are staggering.
Some of these parallel universes are exponentially different; while others are almost copies of each other.
But no matter what differences, each of the parallel universes is unique. Some may have only minor alterations, where an individual of small importance is conceived and who has no place in the grand scheme of things.
Some may have immense variations. Some are as universal differences, such as extraterrestrials existing. Some might be globally different, such as the Americans losing the Revolutionary War or World War II. But no matter how minuscule or gigantic the changes are, each universe differs from all of the others for one reason or another.
But they are all linked.
There is a universal force that links all of these parallel universes in harmony. This universal force is called, due to unfamiliarity with this phenomenon, "the Line".
The Line has its own intelligence; it decides what will happen to every universe, every planet, and every individual.
No creature, omnipotent or not, is exempt to its overwhelming power. Inside of its domain, nothing can be hidden or withheld from it.
But imagine if you will; what would happen it the Line suddenly… ceased to exist? What would happen to each universe? What would happen to all the sentient individuals that reside in all these universes?
This is the story of a time when this extraordinary theory of science suddenly became fact…
Track I: Universe 18357-2948-1
"We must leave, O'Neill!" Teal'c declared, as their team, SG-1, ran towards the stargate.
"You think?" Jack O'Neill replied hotly, shooting his machine-gun at the approaching super-soldiers (beings that were bred by Anubis, the Goa'uld system lord, to create an army). Samantha Carter ran up to them, dodging dozens of staff bolts that were flying through the air.
"All of the SG-6 members are dead, and now Anubis's super-soldiers control the gate. There is absolutely no way to get to it now!" yelled Carter, turning around and shooting one of the soldiers. The shot threw the soldier back a few inches, but due to the being's immune system, it recovered quickly and attacked again.
"Since when did PX4-574 become a Goa'uld-ruled planet?" yelled O'Neill, grabbing the side of his head in exasperation. "And even worse than that, why did it have to be Anubis?"
"We have to call the Prometheus!" Daniel Jackson said, picking up his radio transceiver from his suit. "It should be here is less than ten minutes if we call it immediately. I'm pretty sure it's one its daily rounds…"
"Did you think about the fact that we might not have ten minutes?" O'Neill said. "Let alone two?"
"Do you have a better option?" asked Daniel.
When O'Neill failed to answer, Daniel picked up his transceiver. "Prometheus, this is SG-1, come in please."
"This is the Prometheus, what's the problem, SG-1?" The transceiver replied, in the voice of General Hammond. O'Neill grabbed the transceiver from Daniel. "Listen, General, we are being attacked by a load of Anubis warriors. Come get us the # off planet PX4-574, or else Anubis will have some more Goa'uld symbiote food pretty soon!" He added sarcastically.
"Understood, O'Neill; we'll be there shortly."
Jack threw the transceiver back to Daniel, and they started running away from the gate. O'Neill turned around, making sure that all of SG-1 was there. He saw Carter, Teal'c and Daniel Jackson running behind him.
How in the heck did this mission go so crazy? This was supposed to be a traditional planetary check. But did it end up that easy? Noooooo…. They had to find that the planet had been taken over by the Goa'uld. And not only that, but it had to be Anubis, the worse Goa'uld system lord of them all. They didn't pay him enough for this kind of…
"Hurry up!" yelled Carter, interrupting O'Neill's thoughts.
"I'm figuring that the super soldiers won't stop chasing us if we are leaving the gate, right?" asked O'Neill, knowing the answer.
"You would be figuring correct," replied Carter, "Anubis won't just leave intruders on his planet. He will search for us until he is sure we are all dead."
O'Neill sighed. "Figures," He said. Anubis sure didn't like unwelcome guests.
"O'Neill!" yelled Teal'c in warning. O'Neill slammed to the ground, just as a super soldier shot rapid energy bolts right where he had been standing. "Thanks, Teal'c!" yelled Jack amid the noise. "If we survive this, I'll buy you a baseball cap!"
"We have to stay here until Hammond and the Prometheus arrive." Carter said, getting under cover behind a large tree, while firing a few shots at some super soldiers that were too close. "And when will that be?" O'Neill said, hitting a few more soldiers.
"I would say about now." Daniel Jackson said, pointing up. SG-1 all looked upwards, and saw the Prometheus's huge mass over the planet.
"Beam us up, Scottie!" O'Neill said, quoting a character from a science-fiction show that he liked, and as he finished saying it metallic rings came down from the ship, and surrounded SG-1. They came up from the rings to the Prometheus Bridge, right by General George Hammond.
"Good to see that you made it out all right, SG-1." Hammond said, shaking Jack's hand. "We are not out yet," Carter said, pointing to the viewscreen, "Look!"
O'Neill looked to where Carter was pointing, as did everyone else. O'Neill swore. "You have got to be kidding me!"
Over twenty Goa'uld Ha'Tok vessels and one mothership were heading towards them at top speed from the other side of the planet.
"We have to get out of here now!" Hammond said, as he turned to Siler. "Get the hyperdrive on now!"
"Too late, sir, they've already fired!" Siler said with panic. The hull of the Prometheus rocked from the impact, as the crew on the bridge was thrown from their seats.
"We are surrounded, O'Neill!" exclaimed Teal'c, who was steering the ship, as the Prometheus rocked again from the Goa'uld attacks.
"The hyper-drive is off-line, sir!" Carter yelled, "I won't be able to get it back on-line before Anubis destroys the whole ship!" O'Neill looked at the front screen, and felt a chill go up his spine at the sight of the twenty Goa'uld ships.
"Daniel, do you have any bright ideas?" Jack asked, turning to Daniel. "You know; those little ideas that have saved our butts a few times?"
Daniel looked at the attacking motherships, and then looked back a Jack. "I don't see how we are going to get out of his one, Jack," He said, and then said in an intrigued voice, "Unless the Asgards or the Tok'ra decides to intervene, as they have done on quite a few occasions..."
General Hammond got up from the command chair, interrupting Daniel. "We have to convert all power from the shields to the…"
"We have lost all shields!" Teal'c said, as another volley of blue flame crashed into their ship. "One more attack, and we will all die!"
First Prime Syte't, one of the only Jaffa under the rule of Anubis, came into the bridge, and came before the throne of Anubis. "My Lord," Syte't said, kneeling before Anubis, and bowing his head, "The Tauri ship will not last much longer against our fire-power."
Anubis turned his chair from the viewscreen to his First Prime. "Destroy them," He said, in a voice that sounded like there was more than one person under its dark hood, "If they do not return to the Tauri home-world, the world will become weak without their flagship… and SG-1."
Syte't rose, and saluted Anubis. "In the name of Anubis, I obey." He said, and then left the room.
"Anubis's flagship is about to fire on us!" Carter exclaimed, as she tried to get some power to the Prometheus.
"It looks like this is the end for SG-1." Teal'c said calmly.
"Wait!" Daniel yelled, staring at one of the viewers. "Something is happening here…!"
A flash of light surrounded the ship, and before a second had passed, Prometheus disappeared, along with SG-1.
"What?!" Anubis hissed in disbelief, as the Prometheus disappeared from their sensors.
Then Anubis, and his entire fleet, disappeared along with SG-1.
Track II: Universe 530478-10473-9
Stardate 23238.1
Where are the rogue Klingon and Romulan ships supposed to be, Admiral?" Captain James T. Kirk asked, looking at his superior through his personal quarter's viewscreen. The Admiral was getting older, Kirk thought, but with his age comes wisdom.
Kirk wondered if he was ever going to get that old, and then have to sit at a desk, telling other people to test their luck and skill against unknown adversaries.
"I hope that I'll never have to do that," thought the Starfleet captain, but even as he thought it he knew it would happen.
The Federation would never let him retire with all of his experience, just like Admiral Hawkins.
"The enemy fleet will be at our border in a very short time. Your orders are to catch the enemy fleet, and try to negotiate with them. But your main objective is to not let any of the ships get into Federation space, so if negotiation fails, use of deadly force is authorized."
"I understand, Admiral," replied Kirk. Admiral Hawkins nodded to him.
"Godspeed, Jim." And then the Admiral signed off.
As the Enterprise made its way towards collision with the enemy fleet, Kirk briefed the bridge crew of the situation. "Sir," asked Spock, after Kirk had told them of the upcoming confrontation, "I do not think that there will be any way to peacefully negotiate with the rebel fleet."
Kirk nodded with affirmation. "I am aware of that, Mr. Spock, I also have orders to use any means necessary to stop their advancement on Federation space."
Spock raised an eyebrow. "But would that not make the rebels martyrs to their cause, and result in creating sympathy for them?"
Kirk thought, and then said, waving his hand dismissively, "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it; right now we need to at least get there."
Finally, they came to the fleets. The Klingon ships were in the form of almost on hundred Bird-of-Preys, and over sixty of K'T'inga-Class Cruisers.Then the Romulans had over one hundred Warbirds.
They looked like they were ready to give the Enterprise a run for its money.
"Uhura, open all hailing frequencies," Kirk said.
"All channels opened, captain." Communications Officer Uhura replied from the corner of the room.
"This is James T. Kirk, Captain of the U.S.S Enterprise. State your reason for entering Federation space!" ordered Kirk, and then waited for a reply.
"Captain, they are hailing us," said Uhura, reading the sensor readings on her screen.
"Put them on screen," replied Kirk.
As the crew of the U.S.S Enterprise A watched, two views split the viewscreen.
One was of a Klingon Captain, and the other was of a Romulan General.
"There will be no peace until the Federation has breathed its last!" The Klingon hissed, staring with hate at the Federation captain. "Even if our governments are too cowardly to take the Federation head-on, we are not!"
"You are nothing but rebels and vigilantes to your governments!" Kirk replied, signaling with his hand to Sulu to ready the phasers. "Also, both of your races have never joined before."
The Romulan General then started to speak. "First off; we are not rebels, but patriots to our races, and secondly, even though the Romulans and the Klingons are mortal enemies, we have decided that, at least temporarily, we will join our two fleets, against the wishes of our governments, and lead the fight directly to the Federation." Then the Romulan smiled.
"And as you can see, Captain, we do have quite a large fleet, enough to cause quite a problem for a few Federation ships."
"And as a small demonstration of our power, we will destroy the Federation's flagship, the USS Enterprise!"
Kirk quickly rose from his chair. "Raise shields!" he ordered, but he saw that his order came too late. He saw both fleets fire at the Enterprise, and then waited for the inevitable rocking of the ship from the impact, and the probable explosion. But right before they hit Enterprise's hull, the plasma balls disappeared. Kirk looked at where they were, and there was nothing but the enemy ships. "What the…!" He started, right before his brain was blasted in pain.
Everything started to sway and turn, as everyone on the ship fell to the ground, and were rendered unconscious. Kirk looked at all of the bridge crew fall before his failing eyes.
"What's happening?" Kirk thought, just as everything blurred.
Stardate 47982.8, 100 years later
"Come." Captain Jean-Luc Picard, Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, said as he heard his quarter's door chirp. The door opened, revealing four figures; three humans and a Vulcan.
Picard rose, and greeted his guests.
"Ah, welcome Ambassador Spock," Picard said, looking at each of the arrivals, "Admiral McCoy," He nodded his head at the famous doctor of the early Federation, now holder of the record as the oldest earth male at one hundred and forty-eight, "and Montgomery Scott." Picard shook hands with the 'infamous' engineer. Then Picard turned to the last of the four.
"It's good to see you again, Kirk," said Picard, taking the aging Captain James T. Kirk's outstretched hand.
Kirk didn't look much older than he had one hundred years ago; with a little gray at the temple, and maybe a few age lines, but besides that, he was still the famous captain that he had always been. "I couldn't have been happier when Starfleet asked me to accompany you." Kirk replied, smiling with all his charm.
Picard still couldn't believe that the famous captain of the original Enterprise was still alive. It would take some time getting used to it, even as Picard remembered first meeting Kirk in the Nexus. It was Kirk who had helped Picard take on the madman who called the Nexus to Veridian III, but at the expense of Kirk's life. But even that was not the end for Captain James T. Kirk. He was again brought from the dead by means of Borg and Romulan technology, when the Borg wanted to make Kirk kill Picard. This Borg and Romulan "alliance" put fake memories on how Picard had killed Kirk's wife and two children, who were non-existent in Kirk's real life.
However, even with ultimate evil running through his body, the good in Kirk still lived on. With Admiral McCoy and Ambassador Spock's help, Picard helped bring Kirk's mind back, and with his help, defeated the Collective between all Borg, but again at the cost of Kirk's life.
Over the next few years after that event, Kirk kept 'changing the rules,' with or without help, to defy death and come back in the realm of the living.
The greatest adventures Picard ever had with Kirk were their most recent ones: Finding out about Spock's father Sarak's murder; saving Kirk's wife, Teilani; defeating the Mirror World's version of Kirk, who was the evil emperor Tiberius; and many others. But on their last adventure, Picard had to help Kirk cope with Teilani's death, and the birth of his alien son, Joseph.
After that, Kirk had taken Joseph, and went back to Chal, the place that he had met Teilani, and to his house that he had built, so long ago, and said that he was going to stay there for a while.
"I had last heard that you where on a faraway planet, never to be heard from by a civilized planet again," said Picard, trying to take a load off the stale air.
Kirk shrugged. "Well, I was feeling gracious enough to help humanity again," But then he looked poignant, "One more time, at least for… for Teilani's sake."
His trademark debonair smile appeared, and Kirk raised a finger. "But don't get cocky, or I might just forget the whole thing and leave right now."
Picard smiled. Kirk was getting back to his old self.
"Don't get cocky, yourself, Jim." McCoy cut in. Even at one hundred and forty-six years of age, he still had the life and vigor that he had in his early days. "By the way, Picard, what is the huge emergency that needs all of the living," McCoy stuck out his frail chest, "members of the original Enterprise and the new one?"
Picard started to answer when his comm-badge chirped. Picard sighed; and then pushed it. "What is it?" He asked.
"This is Commander Riker." A voice replied. "We have just been called by Admiral Jacobson…" Then Riker stopped, and said hesitantly, "He says that we are being called in with a battle with the Borg."
Moments later, Picard and the four old Enterprise members were on the bridge. He sat in the middle chair, and on the left side he had Counselor Deanna Troi, and on the right he had Commander William Riker. Behind him was Security Chief Commander Worf. In front of Picard were two seats, with Lieutenant Commander Data and Ensign Davidson sitting in them.
Picard inquired in a commanding voice, "What is their situation?"
Commander Riker turned to him. "About ten Borg cubes came out of nowhere around the Federation border. Admiral Jacobson sent all available ships, but he wants us to lead the fight, unlike last time." The last two words Riker said sarcastically.
Picard felt the same way, because he remembered on one of their last fights with the Borg, Admiral Hayes had been unwilling to let the Enterprise even go into the attack. It looks like Admiral Jacobson thought at least a little differently than Admiral Hayes.
"I guess, in the bottom of my heart, I had believed that the Borg threat had been neutralized when Kirk destroyed the Collective," Picard thought, "But I should have known that was wishful thinking."
"How long will it take to get to the battle area?" Picard asked, getting out of his thoughts, as he turned to Ensign Parker. Parker looked at his screen for a moment. "At maximum warp, it will take less than one hour." Parker replied.
"Make it so." Picard ordered.
He
turned to Scottie, Spock, McCoy, and Kirk. "I am sorry that our
original plans have been changed," Picard said, "And that you are
now going into a battle situation."
McCoy huffed. "I like
battle situations better than any pleasure cruise." He said,
smiling slightly. "I haven't been on one of those since Scottie
and I rescued Spock from the Romulans… oh, that was before we found
you in the Nexus, Jim," He smiled, turning to Kirk, "and before
you got taken by the Borg, and before all that stuff with the Sarak
and the Romulans, and before the Dark Spectre thing and the
Preservers, and before..."
Kirk shook his head mockingly.
"You sure know how to make a guy who has been inactive for over 109 years feel bad, Bones."
"Ay, I think what everyone is sayin', Cap'n," Scottie said, "Is that we are 'onored to go into battle with ye."
Picard nodded. "There is one tiny little thing I would like to ask ye, though." Scottie said. "And what would that be?" Picard asked.
"Would ye mind if I went down to help Mr. La Forge with those engines?" Scottie laughed. "Noth'in like be'in in Engineering in battle."
In answer, Picard tapped his comm-badge. "La Forge, come in." Picard said.
"La Forge here, Captain." The answer came.
"Expect Mr. Scott to be down shortly for any assistance you might require… Picard out."
"We will be at the battle in twenty-three seconds, captain." Data said.
"Ready full shields and weapons." The Captain answered.
Everyone on the bridge was feeling anxious, and Picard felt the same. All battles with the Borg were never ordinary or predictable. "Five seconds," Data counted, "four…three…two…one."
At that moment, the warp-drive stopped, and the Enterprise came in the thick of a huge battle. "Fire at the nearest Borg cube." Picard said, trying to concentrate on the Borg voices in his mind. He couldn't think straight, because with so many Borg consciousnesses, it was hard to pinpoint which was coming from which ship.
Suddenly, Picard started to feel disoriented.
He felt everything changing around him, as he felt himself somehow changing.
He forcibly raised his head, and saw that all of his crew was unconscious. But when he looked at the viewscreen, he saw that all of the Borg cubes, and the entire Federation fleet, had disappeared.
Then Picard fell unconscious, leaving Kirk, who was lying on the floor of the bridge, the last one able to think.
"What's happening?" Kirk thought, for the second time, just as everything blurred.
Track III: Universe 462728-4741-9
"Red group, blue group, everybody this way!" The captain of Queen Amadala's guards said to the rest of the group, running up to the elevator.
The young 9-year-old Anakin Skywalker raised his head from the cockpit of the Naboo Fighter, and looked at his guardian Qui-Gon Jinn, who was walking with the Queen, his Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi, and the other guards.
"Anakin, you stay there!" Qui-Gon said, seeing Anakin start to run towards them.
"But I…" Anakin started to complain, but Qui-Gon raised his hand, and pointed at Anakin. "Stay in that cockpit!"
But as they all stepped towards the elevator, it suddenly opened. Inside of the elevator stood a dark, cloaked figure.
The Queen stopped, as did the others behind her.
Qui-Gon looked at the cloaked figure in surprise. Then he realized who, or what, it was. It was the being that he had fought on Tatooine. He looked over at Obi-Wan, and saw that he, too, could feel the immense evil coming from the being's very essence.
The being was dressed in the same black cloak that he had worn when he had fought Qui-Gon at Tatooine. He had his cloak hood up, hiding everything but the being's chin and jaw.
The Sith turned his head up, and looked at the Jedi with predator's eyes.
"We'll handle this," Qui-Gon said to the queen, as he and Obi-Wan advanced on the figure.
"We'll take the long way." Queen Amadala said, nodding to the Jedi master, and then her and her guards started another way.
Qui-Gon watched as the queen stepped away, but kept his eyes on the Sith. It didn't look like the Sith was going to stop the queen, which meant that she was not his target.
The Sith lowered his hood, showing its entire face.
Despite both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan's training, they both wished they could take a step back.
They could now see that, whatever it was, it was humanoid. It was apparently male, with black and red tattoos covering its whole face. It also had six horns protruding from the top of its head.
Then it took off its cloak, revealing black warrior clothes, showing that it was expecting a fight with the Jedi.
Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon did the same, and they got in fighting positions.
Obi-Wan saw out of the corner of his eye three Destroyers come from the hallway, and start shooting at the Queen and her people. He knew that his first priority was the queen, but when he quickly looked at Qui-Gon, he then realized that the queen could take care of herself in that kind of situation
But she couldn't deal with a Sith Lord, and that was what she would have to deal with if they were killed.
The Sith Lord took out his lightsaber, and the red blade came out of the one side.
But then to both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan's complete surprise, the Sith Lord turned the lightsaber sideways, and another red blade came out of the other end, creating the first two-ended lightsaber that either of the Jedi had ever seen.
Qui-Gon couldn't get this out if his head. A Sith with power over a two-ended lightsaber?! The meaning of this was more then even he could comprehend. If a Sith Lord had that kind of power over the dark side of the Force…
But neither Qui-Gon nor Obi-Wan let the implications of this let them off their guard. They used the Force to flash their lightsabers in their hands, which activated before it even touched their hands.
Immediately, the Sith Lord attacked, making moves that any other being, either Sith or Jedi, would have impaled themselves with the lightsaber. But this being did no such thing.
The Sith slammed right between Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, blocking every attack that the two Jedi threw at it, and then pushed them both back with a barricade of the most fierce moves ever preformed with a lightsaber.
It took both of their strengths just to stay alive next to this Sith.
Try as Qui-Gon might, nor he or Obi-Wan could get even one shot in. As the battle progressed, the fighting began to move into the palace's inner sanctum, where they stood over hundreds of feet of metal bridges. As they fought, he came on a narrow bridge.
Obi-Wan shot a faint at the Sith's legs, while Qui-Gon went for his head. But the Sith lord jumped over both shots, and slammed his left foot into Obi-Wan's chest.
The wind knocked out of him, Obi-Wan felt himself being propelled from the battle, and start to plummet down into one of the pits.
"No!" Obi-Wan thought, and then with a huge jump with the force, was able to jump up from the pit, and onto one of the ledges. He looked up, and saw that the Sith lord and Qui-Gon were still hot into battle. With one last look, Obi-Wan started to jump up the bridges, back to help his master.
Qui-Gon quickly blocked one of the Sith Lord's attacks, and then slammed him fist into the Sith Lord's midsection, sending the Sith Lord down onto one of the lower decks.
"That's first blood," Qui-Gon thought, jumping down towards the Sith Lord's form. But the Sith Lord was already standing, and immediately attacked again.
Qui-Gon had never had a lightsaber duel like this in his life. Not even in his training had he ever been taught to fight such a fierce degree of anger and hate.
He knew what he had to do to triumph over the Sith Lord.
He knew from all the stories that he had heard about since he was a young boy, sitting on his father's lap as he was read the incredible battles of the Jedi and the Sith.
But he knew that in every one of those stories, the hero always won against the Sith with a price.
He had to let in anger.
Qui-Gon knew that was the only way to kill the Sith. But he knew that it was not the right thing to do.
But when Qui-Gon took a small chance to look down, and saw the small figure of his Padawan running to come back in the battle, he knew that he would be on his own for a while longer.
Qui-Gon then did what he had always been taught never to do.
He let his emotions take over.
With that, his attacks became one with the Sith Lord's, to the Sith Lord's surprise. Instead of forcing the Jedi back, the Sith Lord found himself being pushed back.
Darth Maul felt utter emotion coming from the Jedi now. He felt the anger and the hate trying to match his own utterly radiating on the Jedi's lightsaber.
Even with his brutal training, Maul had done many things.
But he had never been forced back by anyone or anything.
Maul's two-ended lightsaber clashed with the Jedi's, each making almost rhythmical movements that were almost music.
"You are strong, Jedi," Darth Maul thought, "But are you strong enough?" He sweeping his lightsaber under the Jedi's feet.
Maul smiled at his own thoughts, as it put him back into the mindset that the Sithwere all-powerful, even for the Jedi Council.
He was all-powerful.
As Qui-Gon fought the Sith Lord back, he noticed that they were coming upon red-energy generators. They were designed to stop any kind of matter to get through them once they were on.
Qui-Gon then pushed harder on the Sith Lord, hoping to get him trapped into one of the generators.
Obi-Wan finally jumped onto the platform that the Sith Lord and his master were fighting on. He started to run towards them.
Suddenly, a red-energy barrier came between Qui-Gon and the Sith Lord, and another one between Obi-Wan and his master.
Darth Maul looked at the red-energy barrier in front of him. He slowly touched the bottom end of his lightsaber to the tip of the barrier, and felt the blade push away from it.
Seeing that the act was useless, he deactivated his lightsaber, and started to pace at the border of the barrier.
He watched the Jedi slowly bow on his knees, and stared back at him.
"He is gaining strength," Maul thought, and then grinned maliciously at the Jedi. The Jedi then closed his eyes, as if in a trance.
Qui-Gon let out a small breath of fatigue. He fight had left him weak, physically and emotionally. He then realized the mistake it was to give in to the dark side. Even if he was to die, he should have done so, without tainting himself to temptation of the dark side. He tried to gain strength, but it was coming slowly.
Perhaps too slowly.
Obi-Wan watched the generators in eagerness, waiting for the exact moment that they would turn off.
Then he saw the light turn off.
Immediately, he saw his master jump up from his crouched position, and attacked the Sith Lord.
Darth Maul was ready for the Jedi, but was again slightly surprised to see that the Jedi's attacks were now much mellower then they were before.
Then Maul realized why.
The Jedi realized that he had to tap in the Dark Side to defeat him. And he chose not to.
Maul smiled. "This will be the Jedi's fall…"
Obi-Wan ran towards the fighting, but suddenly a red-energy barrier came between them. He watched helplessly as his master started to falter.
Maul saw his chance. He slammed the hilt of the lightsaber onto the Jedi's chin, and then went for the Jedi's stomach…
Qui-Gon felt the hilt hit his chin, and realized that it was over, he saw the blade start to come towards his chest, and he could already feel the blade pass through his inner organs, and end his life on this mortal plain. He readied himself for the blade, but then felt nothing.
Then he started to feel another feeling, a feeling that he could not explain.
"Obi-Wan!"
Suddenly, Obi-Wan watched in surprise as he saw his master shake and tumble down, as the Sith Lord crouched to keep from falling down.
He heard Qui-Gon yell "Obi-Wan!"
Then, right before his eyes, he saw his master disappear…
Darth Maul felt a sudden nauseous pain in his entire mind. He felt that he was losing touch with everything that made him a Sith.
Then he saw the Jedi disappear in a brilliant flash of light.
Then he felt himself disappear…
Obi-Wan looked around the empty room that had just held the Sith Lord and his master. He saw the red-energy barrier disappear, and he walked up to the place that he last saw Qui-Gon.
"Oh… not good." Obi-Wan said under his breath.
Twelve years later
"You'll pay for all the Jedi you killed today, Dooku." 22-year-old Padawan Anakin Skywalker said, his eyes turning to slits as he watched Count Dooku.
Dooku smiled, as if challenging Anakin to rush him.
Beside Anakin stood his mentor, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Both Obi-Wan and Anakin had their lightsabers in their hands, with green-light blade glimmering from Anakin's, while a blue-light came from Anakin's.
They both circled their foe. Dooku looked unarmed, but Obi-Wan knew better.
The Count was not to be underestimated.
"I'll take him on the left side, you take…" Obi-Wan started, eyes not leaving the count.
"No, I'm taking him now!" Anakin yelled, and at that moment running towards the count, with his lightsaber ready to cut the count in half.
"No, Anakin, no!" Obi-Wan yelled.
But it was too late.
Count Dooku only took his hand out of his cloak, and aimed his hand at the approaching Jedi. And as sudden as the irrational Jedi's burst of anger, light-blue energy shot from the count's fingertips, and rammed into Anakin.
Anakin, totally unprepared for the blast, was slammed into the wall, his body smoking.
Obi-Wan looked at his Padawan with a grimace, and then looked at the count in hesitation.
Then Obi-Wan brought his lightsaber up at the ready.
Dooku looked at Obi-Wan. He brought his hand up. "Back down." He said, and then sent a thin energy bolt at Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan slowly brought his lightsaber up, absorbing the blast.
"I don't think so." Obi-Wan said, circling the Sith lord.
The count casually and quickly reached into his cloak, and pulled out a strange lightsaber. Dooku activated it, a bright red line of Sith energy surging from it. Immediately, the count attacked, slashing at Obi-Wan's chest.
Obi-Wan blocked it, and met the sword with a sizzling crash.
As they fought, Obi-Wan felt his mind go back… back when he had fought the Sith Lord that had taken his master's life. "If only he was here," He thought, blocking another blow to his head.
"Master Kenobi, you disappoint me," Dooku said, advancing again, "Yoda holds you in such high esteem."
Obi-Wan swung a shot at Dooku, but the count met the attack. "Surely you can do better!" Count Dooku taunted, smiled hatefully at the Jedi.
Obi-Wan looked over at Anakin, who was moaning with smoke still rising from his chest.
He slammed his lightsaber against Dooku's, and he started to push. Dooku matched Obi-Wan's strength.
Then, smiling, Dooku swung down, hitting Obi-Wan's arm. Then with another swift move, he got Obi-Wan's right leg.
Obi-Wan fell down with a crash, and Dooku stood over him.
Anakin moaned again, and tried to sit up. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He chastised himself. Why did he rush in like a reckless Padawan?
Then he saw Obi-Wan get hit in the arm and leg by Dooku.
He saw Dooku slowly go up to Obi-Wan's unmoving form, and raise his lightsaber.
"No!" Anakin bellowed, using the force to put him in front of his master's body, and used his lightsaber to block the blow.
"You never learn, do you, boy?" Dooku said, staring at Anakin in surprise.
"I am a slow learner." Anakin replied.
"Anakin!" Anakin heard from Obi-Wan, and saw Obi-Wan use the force to throw his lightsaber at Anakin.
Anakin caught it, and started to use both on Count Dooku.
Dooku was somewhat surprised by this move, and was momentarily driven back.
But suddenly, Anakin fell to the ground, losing all focus.
He looked over at Obi-Wan, and then fell into nothingness…
Obi-Wan saw Anakin drop in some sort of pain, but then he felt himself start to lose all knowledge of the events that were happening in front of him. He started to feel very dizzy, and fell back to the ground.
Then he lost all feeling whatsoever…
Dooku watched as both Anakin and Obi-Wan disappeared. Then he felt himself disappear into oblivion.
24 years later
"Good…"
The Emperor looked at Luke Skywalker in an evil triumph. Beside him stood Darth Vader, his second in command. They both watched Luke Skywalker stare at the Emperor, and then at the lightsaber that sat right next to the Emperor's hand.
"I can feel your anger." The Emperor said, smiling maliciously at Luke.
The
Emperor slowly put his hand on top of Luke's lightsaber. "I am
defenseless," He said, and then looked back up at Luke, "Take
your weapon."
Luke looked at his father, Anakin Skywalker,
in the form of Darth Vader next to the Emperor. Luke could not get
anything on what emotions his father was feeling, be they either love
or hate for his son.
"You must have some good inside of you, father." Luke thought to himself. But it was more of a hope then a fact. But even with everything against Luke, he chose to believe in his father, instead of vise versa.
The Emperor, not seeing what Luke was thinking, continued, "Strike me down with all of you hatred, and your journey towards the Dark Side will be complete."
As he said the last sentence, the Emperor's voice chanced from the snake charmers to a more menacing tone, one that showed the evil that dwelled inside of him.
Luke didn't answer the Emperor. He looked out of the giant window that encompassed the entire room. Not far away was a space battle between the Rebel Alliances and the Imperial Empire.
Luke saw his friends fighting a battle that he wasn't sure they could win. But what if he indulged in the dark side… just this once…?
Before he even knew what he was doing, Luke felt himself summon the lightsaber from the Emperor's chair, and attack the Emperor.
But before he was able to kill the Emperor, Darth Vader extended his hand, and blocked Luke's lightsaber with his own.
As the lightsabers clashed, Luke heard the Emperor laugh.
Luke slashed his lightsaber upwards, trying to take Vader by surprise, but Vader casually used one hand to turn his own lightsaber upwards, and blocked again.
Luke drew back slightly, as Vader's attacks became swifter and harder to meet. Luke jumped onto the top of the stairs, leaving Darth Vader at the bottom of them.
"Good." Luke could hear the Emperor say, and saw the Emperor advance slightly. "Use your aggressive feelings, boy. Let the hate flow through you."
Luke shook his head slightly, and tried to get all of his thoughts together.
Darth Vader stood up from the bottom of the stairs. "Obi-Wan has taught you well."
Luke disengaged his lightsaber, and looked at his father. "I will not fight you, father," He said.
Darth Vader made no comment, but started to walk up the stairs. As he came up to Luke, Luke took a step back.
"You
are unwise," Vader said, and then slammed his lightsaber down at
Luke faster then any of his past moves, "to lower your defenses!"
Luke was able to get his lightsaber out and block the blow before
Vader succeeded into decapitating him.
Luke blocked, and then attacked, but it seemed that he couldn't even touch Vader.
With one more lunge from Vader, Luke somersaulted onto a high ledge.
"Your thoughts betray you, father," Luke said, deactivating his lightsaber, "I feel the good in you, the conflict."
"There is no conflict." Darth Vader hissed, looking carefully at his son.
"You didn't have the evil to kill me then, and I don't think that you could kill me now." Luke said, walking along the narrow ledge.
"You underestimate the power of the dark side," Darth Vader said. Then he suddenly raised his lightsaber, "If you will not fight, then you will meet your destiny."
Then Darth Vader threw his lightsaber at Luke.
Suddenly, the Death Star started to shake. Luke fell off of the ledge, as he felt the air of Vader's lightsaber slam inches from where he had just stood. Darth Vader fell to one knee. Luke saw the Emperor fall out of the chair with a crash.
Luke took this moment, and started to run.
The Death Star shook uncontrollably, and Luke fell down to one knee. Then he stood up again when the shaking subdued somewhat, and ran towards the docking bay.
He was able to get into one of the escape pods before there was one final crash, and then everything went black…
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Minnesota
"MacGyver!" Pete Thorton whispered angrily into his walkie-talkie from behind a rock. A man, not far in his thirties, came into view from behind one of the other rocks, closer to the Communist government compound. The man had a leather jacket, and a brown mullet. "What!" The man named MacGyver whispered back.
Thorton growled impatiently. "What are we waiting for, MacGyver? It's not like we're waiting for back-up. It's simple: get the hostages out of Communist territory, and get the heck out of here and get the hostages over to Jack Dalton, so he can fly them and us over the border and out of Communist hands!"
MacGyver shook his head. "It isn't that easy, Pete… We have to get in without being seen and then get through all of the laser defenses. And when we get through that, we need to…"
But then Thorton interrupted him. "Alright, alright… just try and hurry!"
MacGyver nodded, and then looked at the first obstacle; which was in the form a German Dutch hound in the hands of an armed guard. After that, there were a few guards walking around inside. But they could get through those without a problem; they were on a timed patrol. It was the first guard that was the obstacle.
MacGyver's eyes wandered, looking for something to use. Then he saw a small shed that was not in the compound walls, but close to it.
"Pete, I'll be back in a minute." MacGyver said, and then turned the walkie-talkie off before getting any of Pete's questions.
He crept quietly out of the way of the sights of the guard, and then went up to the shed. It wasn't locked, so MacGyver just walked in.
"Wow…" MacGyver said, as he looked around the storage warehouse. "There has to be something I can use here."
He started to look through the stuff. There were food utensils and food, guns and ammunition, and…
"Baby stuff?!" MacGyver said incredulously. He took a closer look, and saw that it was indeed baby stuff. Diapers, wipes, bottles, pacifiers, baby powder…
MacGyver stopped there, and picked up the baby powder. He took off the lid, and took a sniff.
"Good, it's still fresh…" MacGyver said, and then started to put it down when suddenly a soldier ran in with a gun. "Hold it!" The soldier ordered.
Pete saw a soldier go into a soldier go into the storage warehouse that MacGyver was in. "Oh, no…" Pete groaned.
When MacGyver saw the soldier, he quickly started to put the baby powder down. "Don't move your hands!" The soldier said, putting the gun closer into MacGyver's stomach.
"Alright!" MacGyver exclaimed. The soldier looked at what MacGyver had in his hand, and then looked confused for a second.
And that was all the time MacGyver needed.
In the second that the soldier had his face and gun turned away from MacGyver, MacGyver threw the baby powder at the soldier's face.
The soldier dropped his gun, and clutched his face in a burning pain. "My eyes!" The soldier yelled, and then tripped over the gun that was on the floor.
When he did, the gun went off, hitting the side of the wall. MacGyver groaned again. "They'll definitely hear that…"
When Pete Thorton heard the gun go off, he picked up his walkie-talkie. "MacGyver… MacGyver!" He said into it, but no reply came through.
Pete made a grimace. "Now what am I supposed to do?" He muttered.
Then he stood up with a grunt, and went towards the warehouse that he saw MacGyver and the soldier go into.
MacGyver quickly knocked the soldier unconscious, and then tried to run out as fast as he could. But when he got to the door, he saw that over a dozen guards were on their way over.
MacGyver groaned. "Oh…"
"… #!" swore Pete, as one of the soldiers saw him. "Halt!" The soldier ordered, raising his gun. Pete growled, and put up his hands up…
MacGyver ran up the slope up to where Pete was hiding. "Pete, I think that we might have to… Pete?"
Then he saw that Pete was gone.
"Pete!" He said again. But he couldn't see his boss and friend anywhere. Then he saw that the soldiers had him.
He started down towards them…
"Pete Thorton of the Phoenix Foundation?" The leader of the guards asked in a mocking voice. "What does that mean… you are a college professor?"
The others laughed.
"Well Professor Thorton; I am afraid that you were at the wrong place at the wrong time." Then the guard turned around, and snapped his fingers as he walked away.
As he did, one of the other guards turned to Pete, and raised his gun…
"No!" MacGyver roared, jumping with all his might, putting himself in the path of the bullet…
But then suddenly, MacGyver felt a pain in his head; but not from a bullet. Everything turned white.
The last thing MacGyver heard was Pete yell "MacGyver!" one last time, heard another shot ring out, and then everything turned from white to black…
Track V: Universe 21346-4397-1
Present time, Apokolips
"Darkseid, sire!"
The general of Apokolips came bursting into Darkseid's throne room. Darkseid stood up half-way, and looked at the general in apparent annoyance.
"What is it?" Darkseid said slowly, in a voice with considerable anger in it.
The general bowed, and then said, with fear in his eyes. "The Outer and Inner Planetary Sensors Management have just sent an urgent message to me, saying that the Justice League have come through a boom-tube, and are coming here at a very fast pace!"
Darkseid, at hearing this, stood up all the way. But before he could advance at all, the door of the throne-room, along with most of the wall surrounding it, came down with a loud crash.
Instead of the wall and door, the Justice League stood there. Superman, or rather Kal-El, also known as the last son of Krypton, was the first to step through. Darkseid's eyes turned red with energy just to see him. Right behind him was Darkseid's won son, Orion. Then Wonder Woman, also known as Diana, princess of the Amazons, came in, with the super-fast hero called the Flash right next to her. After them came in J'onn J'onzz, the Martian Manhunter, and the ever-military-looking Green Lantern, whose name was John Stewart. Then Hawkgirl stepped in, along with Supergirl, Green Arrow, and over a dozen others.
"Darkseid," Orion said clearly, looking at his biological father in contempt, "we are here to put you and your fellow leaders under arrest under the New Genesis government for your crimes against the planet Earth. As you well know, Darkseid, Earth is under our planet's protection."
Darkseid smiled. "My son, the ever cynical one," He said, and then drew up to his full height, "did you ever even think that you might need more than just the Justice League, powerful as they are, to bring me and my planet down without a fight?"
And with that last word, there were dark tones of agreement. Then from the shadows came the Justice League's worst foes.
Despero and Lobo, two of the best bounty hunters in the galaxy, came out of the left of the throne room. Then Cheetah, one of Wonder Woman's worst enemies, along with Shade, an enemy of the entire Justice League who can take control of the power of darkness with his staff, came out of the right side.
Then behind Darkseid's throne came out the figures of Gorilla Grodd, the mentally-powerful gorilla, Giganta, a beautiful woman who can make herself over fifty feet, Sinestro, a red-skinned humanoid Yellow Lantern that has the power of yellow, Parasite, a being that can take the memories and powers of any superhero that he touches, Amazo, a chemically-designed being that can take any powers and characteristics of anyone that it sees, Mongul, a powerful being that is practically a "wannabe Darkseid", Metamorpho, a man who can change his entire body into any substance, and lastly Doomsday, the most powerful being in the universe, who also killed Superman.
"Care to reevaluate your position?" Darkseid smiled, looking at hero to hero. The only one who made any sign of nervousness was the Flash.
They all, hero and villain, stood their ground, looking at each other uncertainly. "You may leave now, if you wish to?" Darkseid said, sitting back into his throne.
Superman's eyes turned to slits, and then he said the word that all were waiting to hear. "Justice League, attack!"
Superman flew right at Doomsday, throwing them both towards Darkseid's throne. Darkseid jumped from his chair right before the two slammed into the chair, splintering it to thousands of pieces.
Darkseid stood up from the wreckage, and watched as the heroes and villains fought on.
Hawkgirl had already dispatched Metamorpho with a quick hit with her mace, and was already fighting with Lobo. Wonder Woman and Supergirl were going against Giganta and Amazo, who had taken both hero and villain powers, making him almost as strong as Doomsday. Sinestro and Green Lantern were fighting high over the heads of the others, one throwing a shot, and the other blocking.
Sinestro created a giant samurai sword with his ring, and sent it at Green Lantern, who created a Revolutionary-era sword, and their swords met in mid-air.
Flash was flattening Mongul, and J'onn was going hand-in-hand with Despero.
"Come on, Mongol," Flash said, as he circled the villain with punches, "you know that you can't hit me."
"Oh, really?" Mongol said, taking a small metal staff out of his suit. With quick reflexes, he extended it, hitting Flash. Electricity coursed through the staff, and into Flash's body, throwing his across the room, and into Despero.
J'onn picked up Flash's unconscious body, and put it in a corner of the room, then ran to help Wonder Woman against Amazo.
"Hey, hot chick, you don't stand a chance with the Main Man!" Lobo sneered, throwing a chain at Hawkgirl's chest. But, to Lobo's frank surprise, Hawkgirl jumped over the chain, and came slamming into Lobo's chest with her mace. Lobo gasped, and fell to his knees.
Lobo attacked again, but this time Hawkgirl's mace connected with his face. Lobo was slammed into a pillar, and he fell with a loud groan.
"Wow, you have quite a kick for a fragging human," Lobo said, standing back up and spitting out two bloody teeth. He picked his chain back up, and smiled.
"I'm no human, Lobo," Hawkgirl sneered, raising her mace over her head, "I am a Thanagarian!"
Lobo smiled wickedly, licking his lips. "I think I'm going to like…" But Lobo never got to finish, because Doomsday (who had been launched by Superman) slammed full-force into Lobo's body. Both of the villains slammed into one of the pillars of the temple, making the pillar topple over onto them and Amazo.
Suddenly, all stopped fighting, and looked up. The building was starting to collapse.
Before any of them could even move, the ceiling fell.
Superman knew that he would survive, but then he saw the body of Flash, still in one of the corners of the room.
"No!" He yelled, as he was just about to do super-speed to grab Flash, and try to protect him from some of the damage.
But before he could move, he felt something that he had never felt before. He felt himself start to fade, and saw that the other heroes were, also.
Then they all disappeared…
Darkseid saw the Justice League disappear.
"Where did…?" He said, but felt himself starting to fade.
"It looks like the Justice League is going to have some company…" He thought, and then he disappeared.
Gotham City, Chicago
Batman fell from the top of one of the rafters of the abandoned warehouse, and watched carefully for any sign of his foe.
"Yo, Batsey?" He heard a voice with a sing-song glint on the other side of the warehouse. "I bet you can't find me." The voice said, and then started to laugh maniacally.
Batman turned his dark-clad face slowly, his eyes getting used to the darkness.
"I will find you, Joker," Batman said, his cape running over his black-bodied form as a shadow in the night, "and when I do…"
"You'll do what?" The Joker's voice sounded amused. "You have never been able to do anything to me, except for a few nights in jail."
Then the voice got closer, and finally Batman could see his enemy.
The Joker was, as usual, dressed in a purple tuxedo, with a pink little flower in the left pocket. His face was as pale as snow, with only his green hair and lips covered with red lipstick putting any color in his face.
Joker was an enemy never to be underestimated, and that was the fact that kept Batman from launching himself at the clown prince of crime.
"You have never done what was necessary for your job, Bats," Joker continued, walking casually towards Batman, sneering slightly, "you never could take your enemy's life."
Batman, or rather Bruce Wayne, remembered when another of his enemies, Rash Al Ghoul, the immortal leader of a terrorist organization called the League of Shadows, had said the same thing to him many years ago. And he had been right.
Batman couldn't take a life, and that was why his fight was never-ending with crime.
But he had to do what he had to do, and that was what he was doing.
"Why
did you blow up that school, Joker?" Batman asked, as Joker stepped
closer and closer. "Why did you try to kill all of those
children?"
Joker snorted indignantly. "It was just my
luck for the recess bell to turn on right before the bomb went off.
Only one teacher died, and with all that planning… oh, that plan
would have made front page, too…"
Batman cut him off. "But even one person is too many, Joker. And I will make you pay for that man's death."
This got the biggest laugh from Joker. "What are you going to do?" taunted the Joker, and then gasped melodramatically, "Are you going to throw a batarang at me? Maybe skin my arm?"
Batman didn't say anything. Instead of talking, he made his move. A long silver cable shot from Batman's utility belt, and slammed into Joker.
But instead of falling on the ground in pain, the Joker simply grinned.
"You didn't really think that I would step where you could see me without some sort of armor, did you?" Joker asked, and then pressed a button on his wrist.
Batman then saw the blue outline of a shield around Joker's body.
"…and to think, Bats, that I respected your intelligence all these years."
"I should have thought that he would have back-up." Batman thought, and then he sensed that something was wrong.
He looked down, and then saw hundreds of small wires covering the entire floor area around the Joker.
The Joker followed Batman's gaze towards the wires, and smiled again.
"You want to know the truth, Bats?" He said, and then pulled out a small remote. "I bought all of this stuff from an old associate of ours, and the whole school explosion was a set-up to get you..." the Joker gestured around, "…here."
Joker put his finger on the very edge of the red button. "All of this was set-up for this moment: the death of Batman."
Then Joker pressed the trigger…
But when the explosion rocked the entire warehouse, and about two blocks that surrounding it, both Batman and the Joker were gone…
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Westchester, New York
"Remind me again why we are prowling around for a villain in a sewer?" Gambit grumbled loudly, as he and the rest of the X-Men followed Wolverine.
Wolverine put his hand up sharply, and then sniffed the sewage air. Gambit could hear Wolverine's raspy breath, as the disgruntled hero stared into the distance.
"He's here," Wolverine said in a low voice, looking down at the water, "I can smell him." He looked to the left, the center, and then to the right.
"But which way?" Wolverine said, mostly to himself. Then there was a noise of water splashing.
"That's him," Wolverine said, turning right. As they walked, Wolverine extended his claws with a "shninkt".
Gambit jumped at the noise of it, as did Cyclops and Rogue. "Would you please give some warning before you do that?" Cyclops asked.
Wolverine grunted. "If you want to be dead when he attacks before I could get my claws out, fine by me."
Then he stopped suddenly, and sniffed quickly. "What is it?" Storm, the leader, asked urgently.
"He's here right now." Wolverine said, and then jumped in the air. A whooshing sound ran through the X-Men, throwing them in the water. "Not enough warning for you, runt?" A voice said mockingly, as another whoosh came through the small space.
"Sabretooth," Wolverine growled, jumping to the ground. "Stop the cat-and-mouse and fight like a man!"
The man called Sabretooth laughed. "I could rip you limb from limb, runt, but I'm not dumb enough to attack you with about ten other mutants around."
Wolverine smiled, "What's wrong, Sabretooth, going soft?"
The hidden voice stopped having humor, and then grew deadly. "I'm not going soft, runt, and I'll kill you for even sayin' it."
Then a huge figure ran into Wolverine, knocking them both into the sewage water. Wolverine slammed his claws into Sabretooth, but Sabretooth just laughed. "My healing factor has had quite a comeback since last we tangoed." He said, and then retracted his claws. "So I…"
Suddenly, all the X-Men fell, writhing in pain. Wolverine tried to fight the fit of nausea that hit him, knowing even a second's advantage to Sabretooth equals a bad thing.
He tried to slam Sabretooth into the sewer wall, but he lost his senses entirely, and fell with the others, fell into uncertainty… fell into time…
Space, 100,000 million miles from Earth
"Reed, I don't think I can keep him from hitting us!" Ben Grimm, also known as the Thing, yelled at Reed Richards.
The Fantastic Four spacecruiser shook with a sudden impact, as a larger, sleek ship shot orange energy at them.
This space battle had started out as a simple asteroid inspection. It had turned out to be some sort of trap, when a ship suddenly appeared and started firing at them.
Reed Richards looked at his wife, Susan Storm-Richards, also known as the Invisible Woman, and tried to think of someway to get them all out of this.
"Just keep trying!" Reed replied, looking over at his wife's brother, Johnny, who was the gunner of the ship.
"Have you been able to hit him?" The Thing grunted, shoving the steering control all the way to the right, barely missing another of the ship's bolts.
"No," Johnny Storm, also known as the Human Torch, said, and growled in frustration, "Whoever this dude is, he's fast."
Dr. Doom, whose real name was Victor Von Doom, watched in triumph as the Fantastic Four spacecruiser took shot after shot.
Doom smiled.
"They have no idea that it is me that is doing this," Dr. Doom thought, but then felt a small pang of regret, "which is extremely unfortunate."
Doom had always thought that when the glorious moment came that he would finally destroy the cursed Fantastic Four they would know that it was him who was snuffing out their pathetic, useless lives.
"But you get what you can get," Dr. Doom thought. He was sure not going to let them get away so that they would know. Doom could hardly count the villains that had chosen that route, and usually ended up dead.
But wait…
The piloting android, one of one hundred that was on the ship, turned to the green-caped villain, and said in a stoic voice, "their ship has only 10 of their shields left; do you wish to destroy them?"
Dr. Doom thought for a moment.
Then he replied, "No… put them on screen."
"Reed, we are getting a video from the ship." Susan said, pointing to a button on her consol that was blinking red.
Reed looked at the enemy ship, saw that it had stopped its advances, and then nodded. "Turn it on."
With a few quick reflexes from Susan, a picture started to form on the viewscreen.
Reed, Johnny, and Susan gasped, while the Thing just groaned, at the sight of Dr. Doom sitting on a throne.
"Doom," the Thing said, his hands curling to fists, "we should have known only you would try something like this."
Dr. Doom laughed. "Oh, but this is not like the usual kind of traps, my dear friends," Doom said, with his accented Latvarian voice, "I can assure you, this is quite new."
Suddenly, Doom's ship shot some sort of light-blue ray at the Fantastic Four spacecruiser. The ship was immediately enveloped by the strange light.
"Get us out of here!" yelled Johnny, shooting everything he could at the light. But nothing would get in.
The Thing also found that he could not escape the tractor beam.
Reed turned at Dr. Doom's figure. "What do you want, Victor?" Reed yelled, banging his fist on the table next to him.
Reed could almost see Dr. Doom smile beneath the metal mask that concealed his face. "Why…" Dr. Doom said, his body leaning slightly from his chair, "your deaths, of course."
Dr. Doom slowly nodded to the piloting android, and watched in evil anticipation as the android's metal hand went towards the firing button…
"The ship is about to fire again!" Susan exclaimed. All four watched as another blast of energy shot from Dr. Doom's ship.
But suddenly, everything started to shake uncontrollably.
Then everything stopped forever…
Dr. Doom watched in utter shock as the Fantastic Four spacecruiser disappeared before his very eyes.
"What happened?" Doom demanded, turning in fury at the piloting android.
But before the android could answer, a huge bright light flashed into Dr. Doom's ship, and it, too, disappeared.
Manhattan
"You look good, kid." Nick Fury said with a chuckle to Steve Rogers. Rogers was dressed up in white, blue, and red spandex, as the superhero persona Captain America.
"So do you, Nick." Captain America replied.
Nick smiled, and turned to the side to grab his cup on the table. "So how is it with the Avengers…?" Fury started to ask, but trailed off as he turned back and saw… nothing.
"Where the # did he go…?"
Manhattan, New York
"Come here, coward!" Carnage screamed manically, as he slashed every tombstone. "Come out and die!"
"I don't think so," Spider-man thought, as he hid behind one of the stones, "I don't think I'm ready to die just yet." He peeked from his hiding place, and stared at the red monstrosity that was hunting him.
"Come on, Red!" Spider-man yelled, careful that he made his voice
hard to follow, "You have to be better at hide-and-seek than
that!"
Carnage screamed in hate, and lashed out at another
set of tombstones. "I'll find you, and I'll cut up your whole
body!" Carnage yelled in blind hatred.
Spider-man carefully got up, and saw that, not twenty feet away was an exit. If he could only get out, and get to the Fantastic Four, they could all attack Carnage, who had never beaten a whole team. But the problem was getting out. He calculated that he might get out of Carnage's eyesight if he could have a distraction. He saw that one of the bigger tombstones Carnage hit was leaning.
If only Spider-man could hit it with webbing just right…
He pulled up his hand, and let a strand of webbing hit the tombstone a few feet away. Then, silently, Spider-man pulled.
The tombstone came crashing down, and Carnage turned towards the noise.
Spider-man got up, and then ran to get out of Carnage's attention.
But
instead, he got right into it. Carnage turned, and then growled.
Spider-man heard thousands of sharp spikes scream out of
Carnage's liquid body, and ram into tombstones close to him.
One of them hit him in Spidey's leg.
Spider-man fell with a yell, knowing that the minute the spike hit him, he was a dead man. Carnage came up to him, and created an axe with his morphing hand. "Say 'hello, hell' for me, will you?" Carnage sneered, and then slashed downwards. But when Carnage made the ax hit the ground, he saw that Spider-man was gone.
"What the…?" Carnage started, but then he, too, was gone.
The Himalayas
"By the rings of Amulus, by the fire of Helco, I send you back to where you come!" Dr. Strange shouted, sending a blue ball of energy hurling at Dormommu, the evil being of another dimension.
Dormommu blocked the attack by creating a jet red shield, and the ball deflected off of it, and it was sent back in Dr. Strange's direction.
Dr. Strange put his fingers together, and a mirror appeared. The ball was swallowed by the mirror, and then the mirror disappeared.
"We are so evenly matched, Dr. Strange," Dormommu said, shaking the ground as he spoke, "we will never have anything but a stalemate."
Dr. Strange pulled back his gloves. "Even if I can't beat you, I will try!" And with that, he sent another barrel of spells at Dormommu.
Dormommu raised his hands, and cackling energy started to erupt from his fingertips. He aimed his hands at Dr. Strange. "Block this!" Dormommu challenged, and then sent green energy pulses at Dr. Strange. Dr. Strange met the duel with his own energy attack, which was a red energy pulse.
They stood mounted in their steps, neither giving the other any advantage. The pulses stayed in the middle, never moving from its fateful position.
Dr. Strange closed his eyes, and forced more power into his attack, but it was met with vigor by Dormommu.
Suddenly, both of them disappeared, sending their energy pulses slamming into the ground…
Africa
Black Dagger walked slowly into the dark woods, readying his sword for any sudden attack. He looked up at the sky, dark with the stars and the moon. His ninja mask covered his face, showing no fear or nervousness. The only thing that showed through the mask was his eyes; which were alert, nothing short of fearless.
He turned his head quickly towards the sound of a twig snapping. He silently crouched, turning his sword sideways so that he could turn it quickly.
He heard nothing but the sound of owls, hooting at the moon, that was shining a supernatural light across the ground.
Black Dagger knew that his foe was near; he just didn't know where. He slowly got up from his crouching position, steadying his every reflex to go soundless.
Then he heard leaves crunch, not ten feet away.
As quick as lightning, he slid a dagger from his belt, and hurled it at the area of the sound. A figure jumped from the area, missing the dagger, and rammed into Black Dagger.
The figure slammed Black Dagger into the ground, hands twisting Black Dagger's throat. "You will not survive," The figure hisses, in a reptilian-sounding voice, "I have waited a long time for your death…"
Black Dagger whammed his knee into the monster's stomach, throwing him off. "No, vampire, it is you who will see death first." Black Dagger replied, grabbing his sword from the ground.
"Don't think I have forgotten your attack on that village."
The vampire jumped from the ground. "Let's finish this once and for all."
Black Dagger smiled behind his mask. "Glad to."
He lunged at the vampire, slamming the sword down with all his strength… into nothingness.
As more and more of the heroes disappeared from their universes, they all fell to one single destination…
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