Omega Attack!
To Descendant: Sorry you were sick. Glad I helped you feel a little better. Here's some more for you.
To The crow that caws at half past six: Glad you like the story! I have written more stuff. For some odd reason, I can see Boris use a form of the Force to hold off Selene for a while. I doubt the mind switch would work. Ronnie is a ghost, and even though Selene wouldn't have her regular body, she would still have her skill in the dark arts. You should read Descendant's "Brotherhood Evolution". This fic is based off it. It's a great fic and it has a bit of everything! Comedy, Drama, and Tragedy, it has it all.
To DemonRogue: Glad you like that chapter! Here's more for you! Enjoy!
To Red Witch: Boris will get a shot in, don't worry about it.
To Wizard1: Where are you! And when is the next chapter of "Karaoke Dance Party" coming up? I want to read it!
BTW, I got some weird glitch going on: My Stats section says this story has gotten 67 reviews, but the stat counter in my story listing has 68! What's going on? And remind me to never write on weekends anymore. Nobody reviews on weekends.
In the last issue of "Omega Attack!": The battles continued. Selene showed she was no slouch in the power department as she attacked the Fearless Kid Razor and Mike Nagrite, the Miami mutant codenamed Omega. Meanwhile, Storm, Sonic Blue, and the Brotherhood were having trouble holding back the mystically-empowered-and-enslaved Rock 'n' Roll Cavaliers. Evidently Selene was right on the money when she said the mystical power of the Cavaliers could trump the mutant abilities of the Brotherhood of Mutants and Storm, as well as the technological genius and armor of Sonic Blue. Hope rose when Betsy possessed Cavalier guitarist Wendy Anderson, who gained the power to fly and mastery of thunder thanks to the Elemental Star. Betsy freed Wendy and the two of them ended staring down a demonic adult version of Wendy, the embodiment of Selene's spell over her and the other Cavaliers.
Chapter 15: A Little Bit of a Banter Break!
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(Wendy's mind)
"Time for you to be rechained, little girl." The demonic Wendy held up a chain. Betsy narrowed her eyes.
"Wendy, get yer arse back in control!" Betsy ordered. "Your friends need your help."
"But what about you?" Wendy asked Betsy. Betsy smirked.
"Don't worry about me. Me ex-boyfriend is going toe-to-toe with Selene herself. If he can face off against that witch, I can handle one stupid spell." Wendy nodded.
"Okay, but if you need me…"
"Just get this body back on track!" Betsy ordered sharply. "I'm more capable with my powers than you right now!"
"You're a ghost! You don't have any powers!" Wendy exclaimed. Betsy smirked.
"Wanna bet? I got the power to beat that weirdo woman up. Now get going!"
"After you deal with her, get Fingers next!" Wendy said as she ran off.
"I know!" Betsy yelled back. Fingers' new mental power is great, but like Wendy, the Cavaliers on their own are unfamiliar with their new powers. That should be a big help here. Most likely these spells are unfamiliar as well.
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(Cleveland Docks)
"AGH!!!" Razor and Omega screamed as they flew through a brick wall after an energy explosion. Selene was sent careening into the water. A police car rolled up and Sergeants Briscoe and Polanski emerged, running up to the two.
"What happened here?!" Polanski roared at the mutant and superhuman. "We got reports of superpowers flying all over the place!"
"Not…a good…day, man." Razor grumbled as he struggled to his feet, his costume slightly torn. Omega wasn't worse for wear thanks to his healing factor fueled by the adrenaline still pumping through his veins.
"Hey officer Polanski." Omega sighed. "You'd better get out of here. I doubt that crazy witch will stay down long."
"Huh?" Briscoe wondered. Suddenly, the water went KABLAM, and exploded upward. An angry Selene floated into the air, eyes glowing red.
"You are right, Omega. I will not stay down long."
"Geez Queenie, you just don't know when to die, do you?" Razor half-growled, half-chuckled. Selene chuckled.
"I can say the same for you, Kid Razor."
"If Selene don't know when to die, I'll gladly let her know her time is up." Omega snarled.
"I have survived things that would make your very skin crawl. I have survived numerous attempts on my person by brave warriors like you. I have ruled empires. I have been feared and revered since time immemorial. My eyes have seen history unfold." Selene replied.
"What do you mean?" Omega growled.
"I am immortal. I cannot die. I have witnessed some of the greatest triumphs and tragedies in history. My favorite time was when the Roman Empire ruled the civilized world."
"Why is she telling us this?" Omega asked Razor.
"Because she likes rubbing the fact she's centuries old and doesn't look a day over 23 in my face." Razor rolled his eyes. "Like I'm supposed to care."
"What is going on here?" Briscoe asked.
"Sgt. Briscoe, Sgt. Polanski, meet my special friend Selene. She's an immortal sorceress who has a thing for mystically-enhanced rock musicians." Razor quipped. Omega chuckled.
"Get down!" He yelled. Razor and Omega grabbed the two cops and jumped out of the way of a mystical energy burst.
"Alright! That's it!" Polanski roared. "Okay flying girl!" He held up his badge. "Sgt. Harold Polanski of the Cleveland Police Department! " Selene laughed at the hapless officer.
"I sense no fear from you, Sergeant. Either you're brave or stupid. You are not worth my time, mere mortal." She waved her hand. Polanski's badge flew into the air and smacked him in the face. He tumbled into Razor's arms.
"I think she likes you, man." Razor laughed.
"I think we should get out of here." Briscoe gulped.
"Yeah, and take Mr. Happy here with ya." Razor gave her Polanski. "We have a score to settle with Selene."
"And as for the superpowers flying everywhere…" Omega handed Briscoe a picture of the Brotherhood. "Help them out any way you can. It's quite a story. Don't ask Pietro about it. He'll make up some cockamamie BS." Briscoe blinked at that.
"Uhm…'kay." Briscoe gulped. Man, my horoscope was right! I knew I should've stayed in bed today. Briscoe groaned as she dragged Polanski back to the car.
Well, looks like things are heating up! What'll happen next? How much longer can Razor and Omega hold back Selene? Can Betsy beat the spell? What'll Wendy do when she regains control of her body? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!