Further appreciation to all those who have read and especially those who have reviewed my stories. Thank you all! This is a supplement to my ongoing Senshi Muyo storyline. If you have not read Senshi Muyo, please do so (And Enjoy!).
Continuing the advice of the Law Firm of Hild, Tokimi, and Associates, the following disclaimer: I do not own either Oh My Goddess! or Marvel Comics... Or certain other copyright protected material herein. This story is for entertainment only and not for profit.
Hild Takes Manhattan: A Senshi Muyo Supplement
Part Six: Devolution
"Cut us loose you crazy little freak!" Sabretooth shouted angrily at Deadpool who was cleaning his gun contentedly as he awaited his employer. "Turn us loose or I'll cut your heart out!"
"You did that last year, remember?" Deadpool grinned. "Besides... I thought we were having fun!" He pulled the slide back on the gun in satisfaction. "Right Wolvie?"
Logan growled. "Whaddaya want with us?"
"Oh... Just swap some stories.. have a few beers... find some hot chicks..." Wade said nonchalantly. "But my employer has something else in mind. She's something I tell you. She's hot and boy does she have a sick and twisted mind!" He noted with delight as he spun his two hanging pinatas around.
"Why Wade! You say the sweetest things!" Hild said appearing with a dramatic crash of lightning.
"Is that supposed to impress us lady?"
"Why no Logan. But it did get your attention without shattering the atoms in your body." Hild replied mildly.
"Just who the HELL are you lady?" Sabretooth demanded.
"Got it in one Victor.'' She smiled.
"What crazy crap are you talking?"
"I am Hild, CEO of the Demon Realm of Niflheim. In other words, I'm the Queen of Hell. And no... I don't want your souls. Frankly I'd rather not have to clean up your malignant and wretched spirit Victor. But free will is the gift we gave you to do with as you choose. So be it. Come what you will. "
"So what is it you want?" Logan repeated the question he had asked Deadpool only a little before.
"The question is what are you." Hild told him. "To me; right now at least, the two of you are an invitation. An invitation to your friend Charles Xavier." She nodded to Logan. "And your Master... Magneto." She stared at Sabretooth. "They will come. It is a certainty.
"And when they arrive we have much to discuss..."
"You're freakin' crazy!" Victor told her. Hild glowered at him and at the snap of her finger, long vines stretched up and wrapped around his head covering his mouth.
"That was impolite Victor. If you can't mind yourself to keep a halfway civil tongue then you won't say anything. Consider yourself lucky that when I leave that you will still be able to speak at all.'' She then turned to Deadpool with a much milder expression.
"Let's reach out and touch someone..."
"Where is Sabretooth?" Magneto demanded looking around the control center.
"Beats me guv." Pyro shrugged leaning back in his chair.
Magneto glared and used his magnetic powers yanking Pyro's chair back. "Find him!"
"Straight away guv'nor!" Pyro answered hastily pulling himself back to his console.
Magneto folded his arms waiting impatiently.
Unexpectedly Mastermind walked into the room seemingly oblivious and brought up a map of Westchester County and marked an isolated location.
"Mastermind?" Magneto questioned.
The master of illusion pointed. "There." Then he blinked and looked around confused. "Sir? What am I doing here?"
"Never mind." Magneto studied the map. "It appears we've been given an invitation. It would be rude to decline..."
A short time later the Acolytes approached the designated location. In the distance, Magneto noted the approach of the Velocity. He instructed the Acolytes and the Brotherhood to stand down as it landed.
"Ah! Charles! So you also have received an invitation I see." He stated as Xavier emerged.
"Given the manner in which the invitation was extended to myself and presumably to you as well, I am surprised you aren't accusing us as being responsible."
"I know you better to think you would be so blatant Charles." He looked around. "No. Our... host... apparently wishes to have our full attention."
"Correct Eric." A woman's voice spoke from ahead of them. All eyes turned forward. Infront of them Hild sat hovering in the air. Behind her with arms folded and a grin under the mask was Deadpool and hanging up from a tree branch were the tightly bound Wolverine and Sabretooth.
Hild chuckled at the hostile expressions on the faces of the two groups. "Don't be so quick to start a conflict you can't win and can very easily avoid." She pointed at Jean. "I have an important gift for you by the way." She held up a pair of golden bracelets etched with the symbol of the Phoenix.
"There is a great power inside you but you are not yet ready to handle it. Not all at once. These will help you contain that power as you learn to harness it wisely child."
"How do you know of Jean's power?" Xavier demanded. Jean looked at him curiously.
Hild laughed. "The Phoenix is the child born of the very fires of creation Charles. The child of the Chousin and that would make me her aunt." She turned to face Jean. "You are one of the most powerful beings on this planet, but you must master that power or it will master you instead."
She then turned her gaze back to Xavier and Magneto and the snapped her fingers. At this, Deadpool cut down the still trussed Wolverine and Sabretooth who both landed with solid thuds. The remaining ropes fell apart except the vines around Sabretooth's mouth.
"Now..." Hild's expression turned dark. "Time to move on to the point." She stared at Magneto and Xavier. "The two great saviors of mutantkind... What a joke..."
She ignored the flash of anger on Magneto's face and the concern and irritation starting to show on Xavier's. "There IS no such thing as the mutant race Eric. Only mutants."
"Lies!" Magneto hissed. "We are..."
"Yes, yes... The next step in human evolution... Homo Superior... Bull shit.
"Tell me Eric... Have you evolved the human soul? Is Sabretooth an example of your 'evolved' race? He's a much more efficient killing machine true.. But he and you are both still as error prone and susceptible to fear, hate, prejudice as any of the humans you claim to stand above."
"We are fighting for our survival! You are a mutant yourself! Certainly this is plain?" Surely she must be...
"Do not even think of including me among your lowly ranks. Mutants... Humans... You are all the same to me. And you are hardly the first despot to claim you were fighting for survival. The exact same words were spoken before and during the war about the survival of the superior race. Congratulations... You've become exactly like the men who destroyed your family. So... How many young Eric Lehnshers will you create in your wake? What would your mother think of what you have allowed yourself to become?"
She turned to Xavier. "And you... You are hardly without flaw yourself. You are filled with your own conceit. Only the Great Charles Xavier knows what is best for all of his students and for mutants in general. Don't bother telling the children he is trusting to fight his causes potentially painful or unsettling truths. Xavier knows all." She mocked.
"And it is the greatest shame of all that the two of you whom were once brothers have broken those bonds. You could have been so much more."
"If you are who you say you are..." Wolverine challenged. "What do you care?"
"Logan... I rule Hell with velvet glove and iron fist. That does not mean I want to destroy the universe or humanity. A prosperous society is most amenable to what I have to offer afterall. But there are forces which do seek to destroy everything and I have no intention of sitting back and allowing that.
"The TRUE war for survival... For Mutants AND the rest of humanity in all of its forms will begin soon. How you will respond to the threat is completely your choice. Choose well." She then grinned.
"Oh... And Lance... If Kitty lets a guy like you slip through her fingers... I'm quite sure I can find a demoness or two that would appreciate you..."
To Be Continued...