O.K. no one has gotten the reviewer challenge yet, so I've got a new one.
Who were the four survivors of the Age of Apocalypse? The prize remains
the same, a shiny new Evo pic.
Breakout
Toad paced his cell. He and the others were in small cells, with electrified bars. The release mechanisms were on the other side of the hall, so that even if they could reach through the bars, they wouldn't be able to hit it. It also required three different keys. Toad, due to his past experience as a thief, as well as his ninja training, was also hanging upside down by one ankle. In addition, all of the mutants were wearing restraining collars. Cobra had thawed Captain America out, simply for the pleasure of gloating. They also planned to brainwash him and use his DNA later.
Speaking of gloating, Dark Beast had been doing that for a while. However, at the moment he had left to carry out several important experiments. This gave Toad time to carry out his plan. He and Captain America, due to a lack of cells, were sharing one. Toad reached into his sock, and pulled out his lock pick.
"Toad, what exactly are you trying to accomplish?" asked Arcade. "The lock is on the other side of hall. Even if you could swing over to the bars, you couldn't reach them."
In answer, Toad grabbed the lock pick with his tongue, which had not been affected by the restraining collar because it was a purely physical mutation. He stuck it out, through the electric bars, and, as the others watched on in dumbfounded amazement, picked the lock with his tongue. Captain America, seized up the momentum, and broke Toad's chain. They ran out. And from down the hall came the sound of several Cobra guards approaching. Captain America stood, ready to fight, but Toad shook his head.
"There's too many of them, and you're still not strong enough to take them. Let's go."
"But the others,"
"We can't help them if we're dead! Now move!"
Captain America reluctantly obeyed, and he and Toad ran. Toad led him through the compound. They finally arrived at a room, high on the thirtieth story of the huge research and development building. Toad kicked the door open. Inside there was a huge computer, some type of explosives, and a window. There was no other door.
"Is this were we make our last stand?" Captain America asked Toad.
"No, this is where you trust my crazy, seemingly suicidal plan. Hold on to my neck, and don't let go no matter what." Captain America complied, putting his arms around Toad's neck. Toad grabbed the explosive, threw it towards the door, then picked up Captain America, who was light, due to the cure Cobra had injected into him not fully restoring his molecular structure, and dove out the thirtieth story window.
As they were falling Captain America asked, "What makes you think we can make it out of this alive?"
"I've survived similar experiences," answered Toad.
"You make it a regular practice to jump out thirtieth story windows?" Asked Captain America incredulously.
"No but I have been thrown out of a jet before. Wait, here's our stop." He reached out with his tongue, and caught a horizontal flagpole. Hanging from it was the Cobra version of the American flag. It had the thirteen stripes, but where the stars had been, there was an image of a coiled Cobra.
"O.K." Said Captain America, visibly shaken by the flag, "What the hell is going on here?"
Toad used his tongue as leverage to swing out above the compound. He swung out above the base, then whipped his tongue back into his mouth, and landed, feet first, on the outer wall. He set down Captain America. "It's not really my place to tell you. You'll have to talk to Hawk and Fury."
From outside the wall, a voice called out, "Toad, is that you?"
"Sgt. Slaughter?" Asked Toad. "What are you doing here?"
"I was sent here to save your sorry butt, that's what I'm doing here."
Toad looked around at the Cobra troops rushing along both sides of the wall. "Nice job."
"I'm working on it. Taurus is on his way." Sure enough, the troops on the left were giving way to a man with an Eastern European accent and a machine gun. Soon they were in full-blown retreat. Toad and Captain America stopped them. Permanently.
Sgt. Slaughter and the rest of the Renegades took up positions and shot down the rest of the troops as they came along the right side. "Now listen up, the only hook and line we had broke getting Taurus up." Taurus chuckled weakly, "Anyways, we need you to open the main doors. By the way where are the others?"
"There was no time to get them." Said Toad. "We needed reinforcements."
"Well, we got them." Said Captain America. "Let's go. I assume one of you knows how to get to the door controls?"
Taurus nodded, "Follow me." He jumped down off the wall, managing to land on his feet. Toad and Captain America followed, more easily landing on their feet. Taurus led them to a room in the wall. Toad, now armed with a machine gun from the troops on the wall, kicked the door down. Six men were guarding the door. Toad sprayed three of them with bullets. Taurus killed another. Captain America finished off the fifth.
The last one dove behind a table. He shot his head up and fired wildly, hitting Taurus in the arm, and Toad in the leg. Captain America kicked him in the face, knocking him out.
Toad staggered over to the console. He hit the release button, and then slid helplessly to the floor. Soon everything was black. *********************************************************************** Toad awoke in someone's basement. Lifeline was changing the bandage on his leg.
"Lifeline, what happened?" Toad asked, "The last thing I remember was opening the base doors, then I blacked out."
"Sgt. Slaughter and the Renegades got the others out. They even managed to catch Dark Beast."
"Where is he?"
"They're holding him in an old bombed out jail."
Toad got carefully to his feet. Ignoring the sharp stabs of pain from his injured leg, he went upstairs. Suddenly there was a loud screeching sound, as if from a car's breaks. Toad ran outside. It was a car's breaks. Lance stumbled out.
"Dark Beast." He mumbled. "Don't know how he got out. Killed most of the guard with his bare hands. He was fighting Blob when I got out so I could warn you."
Hawk had heard. "Aright, Quicksilver, Firestar, get out there and try and stop him. Move!" ***********************************************************************
Quicksilver set down Althea outside the prison. He rushed around at superspeed, before coming back. "McCoy's nowhere in sight. Blob is getting himself out from under some rubble." He reported.
"Alright, you scout the immediate area for Dark Beast. I'll help Blob."
"How are you going to help him get out from under a ton of rubble?"
"I'll melt some of it." Answered Firestar.
Quicksilver nodded with understanding. He zoomed off at his top speed. ***********************************************************************
Dark Beast had buried himself alive. Using his huge hands, he had dug a pit, and then covered it mostly with dirt, leaving only a few holes that provided enough oxygen for him to breathe.
He felt the dirt gain sudden weight, which almost immediately dissipated. He smiled to himself. Quicksilver had come and gone. ***********************************************************************
Firestar was melting huge pieces off of the rubble that was burying Blob. This allowed him to stand shakily up.
"What happened," she asked.
"I don't know." Blob said. "I was fighting Dark Beast, and he must have knocked one of the walls over on me. It was so heavy that I was having trouble getting it off."
Quicksilver ran up. "No sign of McCoy, but there was a section of the dirt that was churned up. Looked like something had been buried there fairly recently. What do you want me to do?"
"Check it out. McCoy might have had something on him he didn't want to risk us getting."
"Got it." Quicksilver ran off. Blob and Firestar followed as fast as they could. When they arrived Quicksilver was standing over a pit in disbelief. "I don't get it. He was nowhere within a mile. There's no way he could have gotten here and dug up whatever it was."
Firestar replied thoughtfully, "Unless what he buried was himself that is."
Blob looked at her confused. "Why would he do a thing like that, Firestar?"
"So he could keep me from noticing him," said Quicksilver bitterly, "And I guessed it worked didn't it? I fell for it like a ton of bricks."
"Don't be so hard on yourself." Said Firestar. "This guys a genius, remember?"
"Yeah, I know. I guess we should get back to base then."
"I guess you're right." Said Firestar. "And Pietro, why don't you ride with us in the jeep this time?"
"Why?"
"So we can talk."
"About what?"
"I don't know, anything. It's been forever since I've been able to have a normal discussion."
"Alright. If you were any kind of lipstick, what kind would you be?"
"Pietro? Are you feeling alright?" asked Blob.
"This isn't exactly what I meant when I said normal discussion," Firestar chuckled.
Well, I guess it's good to know that some things never change. Even in alternate dimensions. Next, we get to see exactly what is going on in Death Valley, and Cobra's many rebellions.
Breakout
Toad paced his cell. He and the others were in small cells, with electrified bars. The release mechanisms were on the other side of the hall, so that even if they could reach through the bars, they wouldn't be able to hit it. It also required three different keys. Toad, due to his past experience as a thief, as well as his ninja training, was also hanging upside down by one ankle. In addition, all of the mutants were wearing restraining collars. Cobra had thawed Captain America out, simply for the pleasure of gloating. They also planned to brainwash him and use his DNA later.
Speaking of gloating, Dark Beast had been doing that for a while. However, at the moment he had left to carry out several important experiments. This gave Toad time to carry out his plan. He and Captain America, due to a lack of cells, were sharing one. Toad reached into his sock, and pulled out his lock pick.
"Toad, what exactly are you trying to accomplish?" asked Arcade. "The lock is on the other side of hall. Even if you could swing over to the bars, you couldn't reach them."
In answer, Toad grabbed the lock pick with his tongue, which had not been affected by the restraining collar because it was a purely physical mutation. He stuck it out, through the electric bars, and, as the others watched on in dumbfounded amazement, picked the lock with his tongue. Captain America, seized up the momentum, and broke Toad's chain. They ran out. And from down the hall came the sound of several Cobra guards approaching. Captain America stood, ready to fight, but Toad shook his head.
"There's too many of them, and you're still not strong enough to take them. Let's go."
"But the others,"
"We can't help them if we're dead! Now move!"
Captain America reluctantly obeyed, and he and Toad ran. Toad led him through the compound. They finally arrived at a room, high on the thirtieth story of the huge research and development building. Toad kicked the door open. Inside there was a huge computer, some type of explosives, and a window. There was no other door.
"Is this were we make our last stand?" Captain America asked Toad.
"No, this is where you trust my crazy, seemingly suicidal plan. Hold on to my neck, and don't let go no matter what." Captain America complied, putting his arms around Toad's neck. Toad grabbed the explosive, threw it towards the door, then picked up Captain America, who was light, due to the cure Cobra had injected into him not fully restoring his molecular structure, and dove out the thirtieth story window.
As they were falling Captain America asked, "What makes you think we can make it out of this alive?"
"I've survived similar experiences," answered Toad.
"You make it a regular practice to jump out thirtieth story windows?" Asked Captain America incredulously.
"No but I have been thrown out of a jet before. Wait, here's our stop." He reached out with his tongue, and caught a horizontal flagpole. Hanging from it was the Cobra version of the American flag. It had the thirteen stripes, but where the stars had been, there was an image of a coiled Cobra.
"O.K." Said Captain America, visibly shaken by the flag, "What the hell is going on here?"
Toad used his tongue as leverage to swing out above the compound. He swung out above the base, then whipped his tongue back into his mouth, and landed, feet first, on the outer wall. He set down Captain America. "It's not really my place to tell you. You'll have to talk to Hawk and Fury."
From outside the wall, a voice called out, "Toad, is that you?"
"Sgt. Slaughter?" Asked Toad. "What are you doing here?"
"I was sent here to save your sorry butt, that's what I'm doing here."
Toad looked around at the Cobra troops rushing along both sides of the wall. "Nice job."
"I'm working on it. Taurus is on his way." Sure enough, the troops on the left were giving way to a man with an Eastern European accent and a machine gun. Soon they were in full-blown retreat. Toad and Captain America stopped them. Permanently.
Sgt. Slaughter and the rest of the Renegades took up positions and shot down the rest of the troops as they came along the right side. "Now listen up, the only hook and line we had broke getting Taurus up." Taurus chuckled weakly, "Anyways, we need you to open the main doors. By the way where are the others?"
"There was no time to get them." Said Toad. "We needed reinforcements."
"Well, we got them." Said Captain America. "Let's go. I assume one of you knows how to get to the door controls?"
Taurus nodded, "Follow me." He jumped down off the wall, managing to land on his feet. Toad and Captain America followed, more easily landing on their feet. Taurus led them to a room in the wall. Toad, now armed with a machine gun from the troops on the wall, kicked the door down. Six men were guarding the door. Toad sprayed three of them with bullets. Taurus killed another. Captain America finished off the fifth.
The last one dove behind a table. He shot his head up and fired wildly, hitting Taurus in the arm, and Toad in the leg. Captain America kicked him in the face, knocking him out.
Toad staggered over to the console. He hit the release button, and then slid helplessly to the floor. Soon everything was black. *********************************************************************** Toad awoke in someone's basement. Lifeline was changing the bandage on his leg.
"Lifeline, what happened?" Toad asked, "The last thing I remember was opening the base doors, then I blacked out."
"Sgt. Slaughter and the Renegades got the others out. They even managed to catch Dark Beast."
"Where is he?"
"They're holding him in an old bombed out jail."
Toad got carefully to his feet. Ignoring the sharp stabs of pain from his injured leg, he went upstairs. Suddenly there was a loud screeching sound, as if from a car's breaks. Toad ran outside. It was a car's breaks. Lance stumbled out.
"Dark Beast." He mumbled. "Don't know how he got out. Killed most of the guard with his bare hands. He was fighting Blob when I got out so I could warn you."
Hawk had heard. "Aright, Quicksilver, Firestar, get out there and try and stop him. Move!" ***********************************************************************
Quicksilver set down Althea outside the prison. He rushed around at superspeed, before coming back. "McCoy's nowhere in sight. Blob is getting himself out from under some rubble." He reported.
"Alright, you scout the immediate area for Dark Beast. I'll help Blob."
"How are you going to help him get out from under a ton of rubble?"
"I'll melt some of it." Answered Firestar.
Quicksilver nodded with understanding. He zoomed off at his top speed. ***********************************************************************
Dark Beast had buried himself alive. Using his huge hands, he had dug a pit, and then covered it mostly with dirt, leaving only a few holes that provided enough oxygen for him to breathe.
He felt the dirt gain sudden weight, which almost immediately dissipated. He smiled to himself. Quicksilver had come and gone. ***********************************************************************
Firestar was melting huge pieces off of the rubble that was burying Blob. This allowed him to stand shakily up.
"What happened," she asked.
"I don't know." Blob said. "I was fighting Dark Beast, and he must have knocked one of the walls over on me. It was so heavy that I was having trouble getting it off."
Quicksilver ran up. "No sign of McCoy, but there was a section of the dirt that was churned up. Looked like something had been buried there fairly recently. What do you want me to do?"
"Check it out. McCoy might have had something on him he didn't want to risk us getting."
"Got it." Quicksilver ran off. Blob and Firestar followed as fast as they could. When they arrived Quicksilver was standing over a pit in disbelief. "I don't get it. He was nowhere within a mile. There's no way he could have gotten here and dug up whatever it was."
Firestar replied thoughtfully, "Unless what he buried was himself that is."
Blob looked at her confused. "Why would he do a thing like that, Firestar?"
"So he could keep me from noticing him," said Quicksilver bitterly, "And I guessed it worked didn't it? I fell for it like a ton of bricks."
"Don't be so hard on yourself." Said Firestar. "This guys a genius, remember?"
"Yeah, I know. I guess we should get back to base then."
"I guess you're right." Said Firestar. "And Pietro, why don't you ride with us in the jeep this time?"
"Why?"
"So we can talk."
"About what?"
"I don't know, anything. It's been forever since I've been able to have a normal discussion."
"Alright. If you were any kind of lipstick, what kind would you be?"
"Pietro? Are you feeling alright?" asked Blob.
"This isn't exactly what I meant when I said normal discussion," Firestar chuckled.
Well, I guess it's good to know that some things never change. Even in alternate dimensions. Next, we get to see exactly what is going on in Death Valley, and Cobra's many rebellions.