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XCOMJ chapter 7
The magic and power of chaos, flashes of red and purple can be seen from the top of the tower as two powerful beings stare down at each other, one confused while the other is enraged at the sight.
"Give it up, Nubu!" Klarion shouted at the chosen thinking it his old foe
"Order went out of style in the twentieth century!" Klarion throws large fireballs at the Chosen only for him to block it with his Psi shield and throw that fireball back at him to do damage to him.
"Nabu?" Klarion asked now, getting confused at his old foe and notice the change in uniform which should have been obvious.
"You think me a Chosen of Fate?" The Warlock chuckles at this,
"Perhaps you are a bigger fool than you already are, abomination" The Chosen mocks the bitch boy as he channels psionics energy to his gauntlets. Sending the energy to his arm he creates a portal of pure psionics energy under him. Moving his arms around it he starts pulling into the energy and forms two energy-like beings into existence. These are his Spectral Army.
He gives the two Spectres his Disruptor Rifle and THAT Browning, the plan was for them to take shots while he focuses on his Psionics,something he learned. The Spectres went around the demon arming their guns at it but Klarion's only focus was on the Warlock, still thinking that Nabu was playing with him.
"Changing your flashy suit won't stop me Nabu," Klarion yelled, spell a fire bird at the Warlock, as the bird came closer the Warlock activated his Psi blades and rended the bird dispelling the spell. Klarion yelled in anger before getting shot by the Spectres, causing more wounds on his body. Further pissing him off, not used to getting hurt as he looks at the two energy beings noticing the guns they are holding. While he was about to kill them he felt a shot on his side send him back.
The Warlocks used Mind Scorch on the demon, hurting it back. Klarion was dazed from the hit as the Warlocks looked at the creature in pity.
"This is the mighty lord of chaos, how disappointing" The Warlock looks disappointed "You are no more than a child throwing a tantrum, a more appropriate title for you would be the Pitiful Bitch of Stupidity." The Chosen laugh mocking the Bitch.
Klarion was absolutely full of fury; first dealing with some magic brat and now dealing with some Nabu want-a-being. The cat tried to calm him down but he was too furious to listen.
"You think this is funny? You think this is some kind of game?" Klarion raged at the Warlock at his mocking of his power.
"A game hardly, if this were a game I'd be having fun." Warlock said as Klarion just roared his frustration, sending magic power everywhere. Turning slowly into something else growing in mass and power, larger as horns grow out of his skull and his skin turns red with scale like body and his face appears more and more like a demon he was said to be.
(Picture a Bloodletter from Warhammer 40k to give you an idea)
"So this is your turn form" the Warlock commented "It fits you, weak and fragile" still mocking the chaos lord as it bellows in rage, charging at the Warlock with a magic sword as the Warlock walks back dodging each slash. Moving his body left to right as the demon takes large swings at the Warlock, only for him to easily dodge further angering it. As he was about to swing again a shot was heard and fired as the demon groaned in pain, turning to see the spectres still taking pot shots at it.
As the Spectres were about to shoot at it some more, the cat started to attack. Scratching and meowing at the Spectres who looked down to see the hissing cat, they both turned to look at each other confused at what a cat was doing here before shrugging and one of them kicked the cat. Causing is to scream and the demon to flickering from existence.
The demon looks in horror at what the spectres had done and somewhat gains its sanity back, or what you call sanity anyway for a demon.
"How could you harm such an innocent kitten?" Klarion yelled in rage at the Spectres only to hear the laugh of the Chosen.
"Hahahaha a demon berating on harming the innocent Hahahah," the Chosen mocks at the irony before lifting his hand "But if it's the feline you worry" casting a Stasis to the cat, stopping it from moving or getting hurt.
"Now all you have to worry about is your oblivion" charging at the demon with his Psi blade as it could do nothing but scream in rage as it swung its sword at the Chosen. With the cat in stasis meaning Klarion cannot escape and can only get out by freeing Teekl but it proving to be impossible with not only the Warlock attacking him but the Spectres taking pot shot at him with their weapons that can somehow hurt the lord of chaos, Klarion knows he was not having a good day.
Screaming in rage he charged at the Chosen at full speed, hoping to kill the Warlock. While he was only a hair away from slashing at him he suddenly teleported away, causing him to roar as he got shot in the back again. Roaring in pain as the chosen stand behind him gathering psionics energy in his gauntlets, channelling all his focus in this one attack
"It's time to end your existence, abomination" gathering energy before running forward to strike the demon as it turns to face him, surprise as the Chosen just appeared before him as he sent a power punch in his guts. Making Klarion gasp in pain as the Warlock ignited his Psi blade straight in the demon as the Warlocks used all his might to create an Ionic Storm in the centre of the chaos spawn. As energy bolts fell all around him, striking the demon and causing him even greater pain as the bolts caused large damage to the demon.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA" the chaos spawn cried in pain as the bolts hit him over and over again.
When it stops the chosen throw the demon off his blade and across him. Looking over the creature he weakly gets up but falls down as he never faced his much damage before, normally when his cat dies he just stops existence in reality then comes back a week later. But his thing was keeping him here and preventing him from leaving, as long as the cat was stuck in the shield he can't escape. If he keeps doing he could be destroyed in the material world.
"Such a weak creature you are, it's time for you to face OBLIVION" The Chosen yelled with glee as he was about to finish the demon off with a Psi blade but something happened. Something is stopping him from finishing his blow and he doesn't know why.
While the fight between the Lord of Chaos and the Chosen something happens deep in the Helmet of Fate as the spirit of Nabu who was furious. He should be the one fighting his ancient enemy not his Warlock. All he could do was watch in rage at the imposter using the helmets powers to only enhance his own. No matter what he does he could get control back.
"How dare he" the lord of order said "to restrain me, leaving me only to watch"
"Now you know how most of the users feel when they wear you" A voice said behind causing him to turn and look at a familiar face.
"Oh don't look surprise" Kent smiled looking at the spirit "I wore you for so long it makes senses that my soul would get suck back into you" he smirk "although I'm surprise it you that's is trapped here and not Michael" looking at the boy using his power against the lord of chaos, "He doing a better job then you are" he laughs at his which further enrages Nabu.
"How is this possible?" Nabu turns to find the one that wore his mask, looking around the mind only to see Michael sitting on his knees, eyes closed being protected by a Sustain to prevent anyone from mind controlling him.
"It seems he knew he was getting mind controlled" Kent said looking at the young man's work on preventing himself from taking over my Nabu, not that Michael is aware of it.
"I will not be controlled" The Lord of order said, using his power to regain control of this body stopping the Chosen from finishing off the chaos spawn.
"Who dares stop me from fulfilling my destiny" the Warlock said in anger at whoever is trying to take control.
"I dare, for you the meddling in affairs is not your own" Nabu challenges trying to get control but it is proving harder than imagined.
"What gives you the right to judge me? I'm the Chosen warrior of the Elders, my power was their gift and through their wisdom I have been unleash to end his wretch spawn of the warp." Warlock declared looking at the spirit in hate at stopping what he was chosen to do.
While this was happening Klarion saw the Chosen has stopped attacking him, not looking at a gift horse in the mouth took action. First went to his familiar to free her from the Warlock magic, getting to the cat he started slashing and hitting it with his sword. Not breaking he tried other spell after spell to break her free but it didn't work.
"Came on came on came on" Klarion bitched "what does it take to free you" getting shot Klarion forgot the spectres still taking shots at him. getting hit again Klarion roared in rage sending an energy wave at the two spectres, evaporating them.
"This is bullshit" He yelled just as the demon was going to throw another bitch fit, the barrier dropped down leaving a newly awaken cat to look up and see her master in his true form. Confused and ask or meow asking what the fuck to him.
"I don't want to talk about it," Klarion had enough before grabbing the cat and teleporting away in order to heal.
"While I love watching the fight you too are having I believe we have bigger problems' ' Kent pointed out as both the Chosen and the spirit look to see that during their arguing the demon slips through the Chosen fingers and escapes with his life intake.
"Raaaaaaaaaa" the Warlock yelled in rage "This isn't over abomination, I will find you and when I do I will insure you end is slow and painful, do you hear me abomination, your end would be legendary" he declared for all to hear. As the Warlock looks deep in his mind he notices not only that spirit that stopped his crusade but also two other beings, one old soul that has passed the world and one he is very familiar with, looking at him.
"Hahahahahaha" He laughed at the situation before looking at the other soul surprising Kent still chuckling. He surprised them both by grabbing the helmet and removing it giving Michael full control of his body.
Michael opened his eyes again looking around to see he was still on the tower but with no bitch around him, still holding the helmet as he looked around, seeing the damage of the area and his guns were on the ground a bit away from him. He wasn't sure what happened. Getting an idea he sent a link to the team.
"Guy is everyone alright" He sent a message though the link checking if everyone was still alive.
"We ok," Megan said, holding a tied Superboy as everyone got their barring after the fight.
"What happened" Michael questioned what happened when he passed out.
"We were fighting with Abara and we were losing ground, when Megan called for help all she heard was a shout from someone she never heard from and then a bolt of magic hit Abara, nearly killing him" Kaldra said checking the skill smoking Abara as he looks like he was stuck by lighting.
"I think Dr Fate took over me and saved us all?" Michael came to the conclusion after thinking about it if Wally didn't try to debunk it.
"Ooo please Dr Fate didn't take over your mind" Wally explained his theory on why Michael was thinking he was Dr Fate was not because of magic.
"You are such a geek," Artemis said looking annoyed. As everyone laughed at him.
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The Zeta tube in Australia activated revealing a tied looking Commander. Stepping out of the zeta tube he went to the door which opened to a garage. The league somehow purchases his garage from the previous owner, luckily Michael convinces them to sign it under his name or rather another name he knows. Walking out of a closet he waves to a few engineers that are working on a car, they work for the previous owner now work for me. Nothing really changes besides using his Psionics to stop anyone from going in the closet. To them there is no closet where Michael came from and even if they find the closet they need the correct eye scanner to get in anyway. Michael stores his bike here and gets a small cut of their profits. Getting on his bike he set off back to base
Driving through the streets heading home Michael thinks of the mission, while Michael was able to retrieve the Helmet before the whiny bitch could steal it, he left the helmet in the cave at Wally's souvenirs. Sadly Kent passed on in the process, something Michael knows he should have done better. Sadly he knows more than anyone that you can't save everyone. Imaging all the death he causes one way or another. Now just wants to head home before more bullshit happens.
But the mission was unanticipated as the Commander discovers the versatility of magic and how close it is to Psioncis; maybe he should look into more magic users for XCOM or at least magic items.
While driving he noticed a few sirens off not too far from him. Looking around he sees a few police cars turning around the street, getting curious Michael started to turn and follow them. Passing each car and civilian in the area as many people and police fill the area in the storage buildings, pulling up behind the crowd of people he set his bike down and went to look at the situation. Seeing that he has a helmet no one would know his true identity.
Searching the area he sees a few buildings close to the targeted building, doing a quick look to ensure no one watching Michael teleported right on top of the buildings. Getting a larger look he sees the police surrounding the area while escorting everyone out of the building. Using his abilities Michael scans the mind of the officers.
"What the situation" one officer said asking what was going on. As he checks the area for any potential hazard that might cause further problems
"Someone discovers an experimental bomb in the buildings, luckily they call us straight away" another officer said, getting a surprised look from Michael hearing him.
"Are the bomb experts on this?" the officer asks, thinking the bomb team and disarm is before it goes off.
"They are already in, but I hear they're not making progress" The other officer said not feeling good about his.
"Why not?" the officer asks thinking it shouldn't be a problem.
"It is one of those exotic devices mate" He said knowing that such devices were always too advanced for normal bombers to do, these bombs have so many triggers and rare materials to get too that's require only those of Batman's intelligence and skill to do. These kinds of problems required experts that are rarely in the area.
Michael seeing the problems knew he had to do something, seeing how the experts are not even in the country. Michael teleports into the buildings, using his skill to sneak through the officers in the area. While he was walking he reached for his phone before calling for XCOM.
"This is the Commander, I'm dealing with a bomb in this location, track it and bring a clean-up" Michael ordered before activating the beacon on his phone that only XCOM can track.
He walks through the corridors to find a bomb crew checking a very advanced looking bomb, looking around to see that they are the only one there he uses his Mind Control to ensure the bomb squad left the area, luckily he still has his Warlock Gauntlets making controlling multiple people easier. The squad left the area as Michael went up to check the bomb, seeing the advance tech, green glow and different kinds of sensors and timers all over it.
Michael is no bomb expert but he knows the basics, which isn't much, but he has a way to fix his. An easy ability most Psi Operative knows is Fuse, if an enemy is carrying explosives, they can be remotely detonated. Perfect for traps or distractions and kill multiple enemies with their own bombs. However he is trying to prevent a bomb, channel psionics to slowly disconnect everything, with Fuse you have to find the trigger. Here he has to break everything but the trigger. He calls this move Defuse.
As the bomb's timer stopped and the power was disconnected the bomb was defused. Michael let out a sign of relief until he heard a whistle.
"Not bad" A voice said in the dark causing Michael to look around with his gauntlets up, ready for anything. As he looks around he notices a figure working for him. The figure has scale armor adorned those parts of their body visible underneath what looked like a fitting black spandex suit full of weapons. Orange gloves were worn on their hands, one gripping a sword. Silver white hair flowed out wildly from underneath a helmet that concealed the upper half of their face. The mask had a half black and half orange colour with only one eyehole.
Also the person was female. Michael knows this is not Deathstroke, seeing the top mercenaries he can hire.
"Like what you see?" the girl asked seductively, having taken note where Michael's helmet had been going.
"And who are you, a Deathstroke fangirl?" Michael asks, looking at the girl in armour as she starts walking forward aiming a gun at him.
"Name's Ravager, cutie," she responded, her teasing grin turning into a bloodthirsty one as her lone eye shone with bloodlust.
"Well Ravage, what brought you here?" Michael asked the fan girl as he received a mocking laughter.
"Oh nothing really, I was here on a holiday actually" She says with a shag of her shoulders as she looks at a confused Michael.
"So you planted an advance bomb in a random storage house as a holiday activity." Michael stared at the crazy fangirl in confusion as she laughed with a psychotic grin.
"Hahaha pretty much, this is probably the only quiet place in the world you know" Ravager said looking around the area, seeing it's empty with only Michael and a disarmed bomb in the building as Michael narrows at her suspiciously.
"Ok but why though" Michael just had to ask why anyone would make a very expensive bomb just for the fun as he was buying time to build up focus.
"Like I said, I wanted to go to the only place where there are no Superheroes or Supervillains, only small time crooks at most, it's just a break from everything. But I got bored and heard some rumours of some unusual incidents been happen. So I set up a little event and see what the fuss was about." Ravager paused in her explanation to let her eye wander up and down his body.
"So far, I'm liking what I'm seeing so far," she licked her lip staring at Michael who felt unconformable.
"Good for you, how about his," Michael tied to talk his one down "Since you haven't really done anything wrong, beside setting up a fucking bomb" he mutter the last one "how about I leave his place with the remains of the bomb and you can go fuck off and enjoy a quite holiday" Michael just wanted to go home and not deal with this. As Ravager crouched into a fighting stance as she gained a predatory gleam on her lone eye, and her grin turned quite feral.
"Oooh I'm going to enjoy this" She leaped at him with her blade but was deflected by the gauntlets, moving the blade aside and striking Ravage in the stomach with his knee causing her to grunt. As he was about to grab her with his hand she avoided it, grabbing his arm and throwing him over her shoulder slamming him on the ground.
She grins with a maniacal look in her eye, as she draws her sword in order to stab at a down Michael. He rolled to the side, avoiding the blade as embedded into the floor using his arms to try and trip her up but Ravager leaped back as Michael took his chance to stand back up. Activating his Psi blades tries to BladeStorm her only she backflips back landing right next to her sword. Retrieving it, she starts to slash at Michael who blocks it with his own.
As they both slash at each other Michael notices his Psi blades were not damaging her blade, which shouldn't be possible as his blades were made of pure psionics energy and should easily cut through a metal sword. She notices him looking at her blade and explains.
"This sword is made from Nth metal, a useful metal immune to heat and magic, plus keeps me up and going for more than one round" She teased him before slashing at him again with the sword. Which explains both her sword and how she can keep up with a Gene-Psi Enhance human.
She swung her sword to decapitate Michael as he leaned back avoiding the blade before driving his boot in her stomach, sending Ravager back a bit. Looking up Michael see the Ravager is still up, hell she laughing now
"I haven't had this much fun in over a year now!" she screamed in delight before going back into the fray. Slashing the sword down Michael crosses his arm to block the attack, pushing the blade up in order to go closer and head butt her. Disoriented, she was unable to stop a kick to the side or a slash to the chest.
Sadly the scale armor held with only a slash on it which left Michael open for a knee in the dick. Michael screams in pain as he sends an Arc Wave at Ravager sending her flying.
"She kicked me in the dick," Michael held his balls "Why? Why did she kicked me in the dick" Michael complained before bounces on his knees. As Ravager came back swinging, swinging her sword Michael tried to block it with one arm. It stopped it but the force of the blade made it hit his helmet, leaving a wide slash mark on his helmet, shattering the glass, making him blind. Using his other arm to punch her helmet made her disoriented, as Michael lifted the helmet off his head to see clearly and showed how pissed he was.
"This was my favourite helmet, you bitch" Michael flew his helmet at her as she slash it in half as Michael changed at her with a slash and knocked her sword out of her hand. He was able to slash again but through a display of grace and acrobatics, she managed to twist her body out of his reach and leaped over him. Grabbing her guns she shot at him as Michael used his Psi shield to Parry the bullets.
Using the bullets to keep Michael occupied she walks back to her sword as Michael sees this and he starts moving to catch her. Putting her guns down she grabs her sword just in time to black another strike from Michael's blades. Using her strength she pushes the blades aside for a spin kick sending Michael back in pain. Slashing again Ravager manages to nearly cut Michael's arm off, but Michael was lucky enough to pull his arm back, only to receive a narrow cut.
Holding his wound to feel the blood on his fingers as Ravager took his chance to change at him swing her sword at his head. But Michael dropped down under the blade and hit a leg swipe to trip up Ravager, not giving her a chance to recover. Michael tackled her down to the floor, causing her to lose her grip on her sword. Michael started to punch her face ruthlessly, while getting punched Ravager somehow managed to strike back as her legs suddenly came up and wrapped around Michael's head. Before he even knew what was happening, her leg muscles dragged him down and slammed his back into the floor.
This left a bruise as both Michael and Ravager got back on their feet, ready for more. Michael activates his blade as Ravager brings up two short swords. Both slashing and locking their swords proving their nth metal too as they start to dance the blades of death.
Slash and strike at each other, locking blades again both faces looking at each other intently
"Had enough yet?" she asked mockingly, grinning like a lunatic.
"Never" Michael said, pushing the sword aside in order to kick her but she dodged it by flipping back.
"I was hoping that'd be your answer," she revealed as she attacked again. Michael made ready to receive her charge, channel his psionics to throw Stun Strike, knocking her back. Running up to her Michael manages to grab her blades and throw it aside. But Ravage surprised Michael by jumping up and kicking his head with both her feet. Sending him back on the ground, landing on the floor Michael weakly tries to get up, spitting blood out of his mouth.
"Now this was a holiday" Ravager comes up to him with a pistol out ready to shoot him.
"Such a shame to shoot such a handsome face" Ravager said before taking off her helmet to show her beautiful face.
"Here something pleasant to see before you die and for giving me a good time, handsome" Ravager smiles at Michael before Michael notices something from behind and gets an idea.
"Can I at least know you real name?" Michael asks, hoping to buy time as someone sneaks behind her as Ravager giggles before answering.
"Names Rose Wilson" she smiles about to shoot until a wrench hits her hard in her head knocking her out.
"Well you really made a mess here boss" said the figure revealing it to be a man wearing cowboy boots with a brown vest with metal knee caps and a beat full of tools. He had a red shirt on with a yellow glove of his right hand holding the wrench; finally he was wearing a constructor hat. This was Grant Goodeve otherwise known as Engineer.
(Engineer from Team Fortress)
"Glad you're here Engin" Michael said gratefully grabbing the hand the Engineer offers him. As Michael went to tie Rose up as Engineer went to see the bomb and let out a whistle.
"OOOweee my my a kryptonite powered bomb, these are rare finds these days" Engineer looking at the disarmed bomb "this is a detonation cord made by Lex Corp illegal" knotting the parts to the bomb. As Michael carries Rose on his shoulders which Engineer notice.
"Why are you taking her?" He asked as normally the heroes just tie the person up and leave them for the police.
"Taking her with us, she might have some important intel" Michael said knowing that leaving her by herself won't be good for him or XCOM at all, better take her and interrogate her.
"Isn't that illegal?" Engineer asks, looking at his boss, Michael just stares at him.
"We are a paramilitary with the most state of the art technology, more weapons that can destroy buildings alone and hack the internet of most of the government's secret" Michael listed all the illegal action he aware of "beside were probably the only place that can safely imprison someone as dangerous as Ravager" Michael knows prison in Australia are not design to house superpower people as Engineer just nodded in understanding.
"Now help me grab everything," Michael said, grabbing one of the Nth metal swords with Engineer grabbing the other stuff in the area.
Let's hope that Rose Wilson and the extra items will help XCOM be more prepared for what is to come.