CHAPTER 7 - BAD TIMING
"Such power..." Apocolypse said aloud, watching from his dark chamber. He had never seen anything like this before and that thought pleased him. The gears in his mind turned, starting an evil plot to use this to his advantage. "First things first," he spoke again, "I must test him."
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As people filed into the confrence room, Captian America paced, wating for them. It was just after 2pm, and this day had already been too complicated. He cleared his head as the last of the members arrived, and began breifing his teammates.
"We've got problems, it seems," he said, watching there faces turn from curiosity to determination. "I've just gotten reports that our allies, the Fantastic Four, Have been kidnapped, prehaps even killed. Our only suspect is Dr. Doom, and we all know what that means. Unfortunity, matters only get worse. One of my reliable sorces informed me of an extremely powerfull vigilante has appeared and already killed the mutant terrorist Magneto. Both problems must be delt with immediantly."
Before he could continue, the security alarms went off. All eyes turned to the moniters, flashing there warning of parimeter breach. Someone was outside...
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Riccolono flew through the sky, searching out this group of heroes known as the Avengers, hoping that the information he "aquired" was reliable. A smile crossed face as a thought crossed his mind. Seldom do men fearing death, lie. He would become death itself, if he deemed it nessary.
He might have continued on this train of thought, had a huge power level not just mysteriously appeared. It wasn't anywhere near his, but it was impressive for what he had felt so far. Unfortunity, it was evil, and in the same direction he was headed. If this was one of the "Avengers" that the red man spoke of, he would deal with it accordingly. He turned up the speed, arriving quickly.
Touching down in the lawn of a large manchion, his eyes instantly fell upon the man radiating the evil energy that derailed his train of thought. His first though was a robot of some kind. He had heard stories of "andriods", so it wasn't that big of a shock to see a man made of metal. He had some kind of green tunic and hooded cape, but it was metal everywhere else. Yes, he could definatly mistake this for an andriod, if he had to go by sight alone. Luckly for him, he could sence the fighting spirit in men. Andriods didn't have a fighting spirit, so this was a man. A man in armor. The man in armor slowly turned, not expecting someone to come from behind.
"What createn dares approach the greatness that is DOOM!"
"Such power..." Apocolypse said aloud, watching from his dark chamber. He had never seen anything like this before and that thought pleased him. The gears in his mind turned, starting an evil plot to use this to his advantage. "First things first," he spoke again, "I must test him."
***
As people filed into the confrence room, Captian America paced, wating for them. It was just after 2pm, and this day had already been too complicated. He cleared his head as the last of the members arrived, and began breifing his teammates.
"We've got problems, it seems," he said, watching there faces turn from curiosity to determination. "I've just gotten reports that our allies, the Fantastic Four, Have been kidnapped, prehaps even killed. Our only suspect is Dr. Doom, and we all know what that means. Unfortunity, matters only get worse. One of my reliable sorces informed me of an extremely powerfull vigilante has appeared and already killed the mutant terrorist Magneto. Both problems must be delt with immediantly."
Before he could continue, the security alarms went off. All eyes turned to the moniters, flashing there warning of parimeter breach. Someone was outside...
***
Riccolono flew through the sky, searching out this group of heroes known as the Avengers, hoping that the information he "aquired" was reliable. A smile crossed face as a thought crossed his mind. Seldom do men fearing death, lie. He would become death itself, if he deemed it nessary.
He might have continued on this train of thought, had a huge power level not just mysteriously appeared. It wasn't anywhere near his, but it was impressive for what he had felt so far. Unfortunity, it was evil, and in the same direction he was headed. If this was one of the "Avengers" that the red man spoke of, he would deal with it accordingly. He turned up the speed, arriving quickly.
Touching down in the lawn of a large manchion, his eyes instantly fell upon the man radiating the evil energy that derailed his train of thought. His first though was a robot of some kind. He had heard stories of "andriods", so it wasn't that big of a shock to see a man made of metal. He had some kind of green tunic and hooded cape, but it was metal everywhere else. Yes, he could definatly mistake this for an andriod, if he had to go by sight alone. Luckly for him, he could sence the fighting spirit in men. Andriods didn't have a fighting spirit, so this was a man. A man in armor. The man in armor slowly turned, not expecting someone to come from behind.
"What createn dares approach the greatness that is DOOM!"