Lorna hated Superman more than any other member of Factor X. Before she had joined the ranksof the X-men she had worked with a group that called themselves the Crusaders. The team had been Atom Smasher, Damage, The Sword, Black Panther, Andromeda, and herself. Superman personally led the attack against her old team and it had been his hands that killed Damage and Andromeda. Xavier and Ra's Al Ghul were the only reason that her and Black Panther had survived. After that they both went their separate ways, but now T'Challa was dead. Probably buried beneath the rubble of Moscow with the rest of the JLA.
The "son" of Sinister smirked. He could see the unfathomable amount of rage waiting o burst forth from Polaris. If she could she would rip him apart like Darkstar had torn open the roof. Both parties knew that her task would never come close to being that simple. Not even in a thousand years.
"Surrender yourselves now and perhaps leniency will be thrown your way," Superman said calmly and slowly as he waited for the attack that was rue to come. He was right of course because he was immediately within tons of debris metal. His attacker had been Polaris and she was hoping to crush or at least keep Superman occupied.
Over the metal surrounding Superman a blue glow began to appear. It was a soft glow, but not at all unrecognizable to somebody trained to see it. Lorna looked down below her and saw that Xorn was adding on the gravitational pressure. Now it remained to be seen how well Superman could handle a magnetic and gravity attack.
"You think that your attack can stop me?" Superman asked groaning under the pressure of the dual attack.
"Maybe if they get a bit more help!" Cannonball yelled as she slammed Superman in the chest with the full energy of his blast field. He was keeping himself levitated and re-directing his energy to burst forth from his fists. Superman was putting in obvious effort to resist the three-way attack. The amber energy of Sam Guthrie had been unexpected and Sinister's "son" had to actually work to keep himself alive and well.
Fabian Cortez spied the battle going on with the leader of Factor X and knew that he could be the end of Superman. Reaching up with his fists he blasted Polaris and Xorn with his power enhancement blasts and energy reached forth from his eyes to hit Cannonball. His three allies grew in power tenfold and Superman screamed as the weight of the gravity began to snap bones and the metal was beginning to rip through his skin. Eventually, Cannonball's blast went straight through his chest and the "son" of Sinister fell to the ground dead.
Lady Death swung her scythe across Supreme's face and filled his mind with memories of the dead from the realm she had been ripped from. Supreme reeled back form the attack so swiftly he collided with a steel pillar and shook the foundation of the already unstable building. The agony that Lady Death was putting him through was unbearable.
He lived out the life of an abused woman in the 1850s, the life of a child riddled with cancer, the struggle of a failing author with his drug addiction, and so many more. Supreme was being forced to live out lifetimes in seconds and they all contained too much information for his mind to process in any kind of proper manner. It was like having to read a dictionary in one night then be expected to know every solitary word. When he recovered nothing would stop the servant of Sinister from finishing his attacker off. She wasn't a familiar face and if she was a newbie to this war then all the more reason to kill her now before she gained anymore skill enhancement opportunities. Such chances could mean trouble for Sinister.
"I'm not Tylenol, but let me know if this gets your mind off your headache," She-Hulk said as she pounced on a confused Supreme and punched him square in the jaw. If they had been in a smaller part of The Nucleus then Supreme would have made a titanic mess of things. Fortunately, all he managed to do was knock himself through a few support beams in what little remained of the roof.
Having control of himself Supreme shook off the punch, cracked his knuckles, and with gritted teeth said "Time for round two bitches!"
"Watch your language!" Hippolyta yelled as she wrapped her arms around Supreme's neck and flung him back with her into a metal pillar of the building. The two went crashing through the pillar and exposed Supreme's chest. Lady Death teleported above the exposed flesh and sent her weapon straight through him. The attacked decayed the soul of Supreme until he was a soulless shell.
"Not much of a round," Lady Death laughed.
Prime knew something was wrong here. The blink he knew was long dead and gone. Yet, here she was standing before him wearing some skimpy outfit. The Blink he knew would have never worn that outfit and she would have been making her opponent eat dirty by now. Not trying to stand there with some menacing look, but remaining inactive.
Clarice knew that Hardcase had wanted to handle tall and buff. It had something to do with his world having a counterpart of the baby-faced steroid junkie. Blink wasn't going to have that happen though because she knew that Hardcase was at his best when he was impersonal. Fighting the guy would have only made Hardcase emotional and thrown him off his game. He was far from the most powerful member of this band so he could not afford to step off his game. Blink wasn't going to have it.
"You're not the Blink that I knew. Not by a long shot," Prime scowled. He knew that the humans had something to do with what was going on. Maybe they were trying to thrown everyone off with copies of their dead friends? Whatever it was Prime was not about to allow the memory of Blink be tainted. Especially not by some trampish imitator.
"Considering the world that you live in I'll take that as a compliment," Clarice replied as she teleported behind Prime and delivered him a swift kick to the head. The blow caught Prime off-guard enough that he stumbled into the ground. Blink knew that the blow had only surprised. She knew that there was no way she could have done any damage.
Rising to his feet Prime turned to look at the battle ready Blink, " I could fly on you and just beat you like that, but I'm not about quick victories. I'm about entertaining ones. So I'm going to break you slowly you sluttish imitation."
"Oh you just had to go and call me a slut."
Blink flung out two of her javelins and each one struck Prime in the shoulder. The large boy in a man's body cried out as green blood oozed out. Clarice hadn't charged those two javelins and with good reason. It was easy for her to see that Prime wasn't the brightest of the pack and she would use that to her advantage. Pulling out the javelins Prime grunted, "Blink used ninja stars. They looked cooler."
"Maybe, but she probably didn't have half my aim," Blink replied as she sent two more javelins into Prime's feet.
"Arrghh! You little hoe!" Prime yelled as she flew at super-speed and grabbed the bag that held Blink's javelins.
"Stupid move," Blink proclaimed as a tremendous amount of pure spatial energy surged through Prime's body. She had charged her entire bag of javelins. Keeping Prime thinking the javelins were just regular old weapons was all part of her plan. The big boy had been naïve enough to try and deny her the weapons that were her trademark.
"Blink DUCK!" Stepstone yelled to her leader as the bodies of Killer Frost and Trapster zoomed over her head and crashed into the remnants of the pillar that Supreme had ripped apart.
"I'm guessing those are your victims," Blink commented seeing that the bodies of the two soldiers of Sinister were in pieces.
"And this one's mine," Mr. Majestic said as he dropped the head of his evil counterpart to the ground. It felt good ending the life of someone that was making such a mockery of his name.
Bluestreak ran circles around Ray. She was running up the walls, across the roof, around other battles, and it was all in an attempt to avoid the numerous blasts that he was sending her way. This guy moved fast though and she was barely able to dodge all of his attacks. Running past the headless body of Mr. Majestic almost made her want to puke, but she didn't have time as Ray's blast obliterated the body.
"Keep running girl. I'll catch you eventually," Ray exclaimed as he struggled to keep pace with the speedster.
"Catch this ass!" Bluestreak yelled as she plucked a piece of hair and flung it at Ray. The speed at which the hair was moving was enough to easily send it straight through Ray's shoulder and out his back.
"You bitch!" Ray exclaimed as he felt the sting and the blood began to flow.
The young speedster was too busy gloating to notice the piece of debris in her way. By the time she caught it in her vision it was too late and she went barreling through the air. Ray saw his opportunity and smiled. Unleashing a hot beam of light he cut the right arm of the flailing Bluestreak right off.
"AHHH!" Bluestreak screamed as the appendage was ripped from her and she collided with the ground.
"You piece of shit!" Blink yelled as she teleported behind Ray and grabbed his shoulders. He teleported and reappeared a bloody heap of flesh on top of Midnighter who was battling Storm and Havok.
Midnighter frantically tried to remove the blood and entrails off of him, but it was too late. Ororo and Alex had the opening they needed. Storm unleashed a lightning blast that coursed through the man's body and Alex finished him off by blowing a cantaloupe-sized hole where his genitals would have been.
Hardcase had killed Resurrection Man ten times now and each time was getting a little bit more difficult for him. This time around his opponent seemed to have telekinetic abilities and he was flinging everything he could at him. Hardcase was dodging most of the stuff easy enough, but he was indeed tiring from this fight that just wasn't coming to any kind of end. Finally one of the objects nailed Hardcase in the knee and sent him to the ground. He was bathing in agony, but he refused to cry out. He wouldn't give a piece of scum that kind of satisfaction.
Resurrection Man floated over to Hardcase and lifted the man off of the ground with his telekinetic abilities. Smiling with blood stained teeth Resurrection Man said, "You and your friends have killed far too many of my kind today. I shall see you suffer!"
With his abilities he ripped apart every one of Hardcase's organs and made sure he made it as painful as possible for his enemy. Resurrection Man enjoyed the shaking of Hardcase's body and hoped that every moment of pain would be forever embedded in his opponent's soul. Nothing could be more fitting.
"You monster!" Mistress Strange roared from above the fight as she felt Hardcase's life slip away. She was the Sorceress Supreme. Why couldn't she protect those she cared for? But did she really care for these Exiles? Could she just be feeling guilty about her own past and applying it to the present? Whatever it was she didn't care at the moment. She wanted revenge and she would have this night!
Floating down to the ground Mistress Strange quickly held Resurrection Man in place with a spell and she began to chant frantically. Gray began to spread from the soldier of Sinister's boots and up through his body. Strange was changing him into stone. There would be no escape from this. He would truly be immortal now and his service for Sinister was at an end. That was Resurrection Man's only regret. That he could not have served his master better and longer.
"It's over Strange. It's done," Marcus Pezzini said as she put a reassuring hand on the woman's shoulder.
"Nothing is ever done. All of creation is a never-ending story and we're only bit players in it. I don't know why his death angered me so, but it did. Such rage has not course through me in so long," Mistress Strange mumbled.
"Raven is battling Darkstar! We have to help her!" Darkness said alerting the two to the battle going on between the two women.
"I already got that covered," Silver Sable interrupted as she crouched to the ground, cocked her gun, and fired a shot straight through Raven's heart. The last of the Brotherhood let out an anguished cry as she disappeared in a mass of black fire. Her bones fell to the earth below and turned to dust.
"That was easy," Marcus Pezzini laughed.
"No it wasn't. Hardcase is dead and Bluestreak is injured. That was far from what I'd call easy," Blink grumbled as she realize that their numbers were shrinking and if Sinister was as powerful as everyone said they couldn't afford to lose anymore people.
"Bluestreak? Is she alright?" Stepstone asked.
"Not sure. I teleported her to a hospital in Berlin. Hopefully they can help her there. Right now we gotta get out of here and to our next target," Blink reminded.
Darkstar floated to the ground. She looked ragged and torn. With a stern face she said, "All of you leave. I will destroy this facility and meet up with you."
"Good, but don't take your time. No telling what we're up against next," Blink reminded harshly.
Sinister Tower"Most of these attackers are from another dimension. They've come here to ruin my empire. Already we have lost too many. I will not lose anymore of my precious soldiers. End this threat and end it quick Marauders."
"Yes Lord Sinister," Wolverine bowed.
"Your will be done Lord Sinister," Deathstroke said following Wolverine's lead.
"They'll be dead before daybreak my lord," Joker promised.
"No more of our people will fall Lord Sinister," Mr. Freeze reassured.
"No more," Hulk grunted as he simply bowed his head.
"Good. Now go!" Sinister ordered.