Message-ID: <5104eli$9710231523@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: dimitri@ihug.co.nz (dimitri) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: (A.S.S) Marvel Universe : Herald Of Armageddon 19/23 (m/f, f/f, oral, anal, orgy, fem. mast) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <62nj7s$npg$5@newsource.ihug.co.nz> MARVEL UNIVERSE19.TXT --------------------- Whatever age makes it legal to view pornographic material in your country and/or state is how old you must be to read this story. I will not be held responsible for anyone younger reading this story. If you are over that age, but are offended by descriptions of sex, I ask that you also read no further, as this story will offend you. If you choose to read so anyway and do not like what you see, do not complain to me, you had adequate warning. This is a sequel to my X-Men story - Something Sinister This Way Comes - that story and many others of mine can be acquired by e-mailing me at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - compliments and criticisms can also be sent to the same e-mail. You should note that the story takes place in comic format (i.e, through continuation into different comics) this is because I consider this story an Alternate to the Onslaught Crossover in Marvel Comics last year, therefore each story takes place over last years Onslaught Issues. --------------------------------- Cable 35 - Business Before Family (continued) --------------------------------- "It doesn't really matter," said Thanos,"I can take what I want," before even the Surfer could react a small metal device shot forth and attached itself to Cable's forehead, psionic feedback burst forth around him and he collapsed. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" screamed the Surfer, but already psionic power was being channeled from Cable, it shot through the window, lancing forward, searching for something or someone. The psionic energy then came rushing back to Cable, he collapsed to the ground, blood spilling from his nostrils and ears. "What have you...arrgh!...done," cried Domino,"Arrghh, it's coming, the baby's coming!" As the others rushed towards her, Thanos took the Surfer by the arm and led him out of the truckstop. "Listen to me Surfer, I know what your plan is, it may just work if mine fails, so listen carefully, go to where he used to live, I don't care what the Moleman says, you'll find him there." "What about Cable?' asked the Surfer,"What did you do to him?" "He will be fine, he's only unconscious because of the psionic feedback, he's a living Psionic battery, much like the X-Man so he'll be fine." The Surfer looked closely at Thanos, trying to read his eyes, but as he always had been in the past, he could not understand how Thano's mind worked. "Goodbye then," he said, taking off on his Surfboard. "Good luck," whispered Thanos to himself. "You the one who called me?" asked a voice. Thanos smiled as he turned to face the figure called by Cable's psionic call. "Greetings Juggernaut," he said,"I need your help." "Yeah, and just why should I help you?" asked the Juggernaut. "Because I can offer you a lot of money," replied Thanos, and watched the Juggernaut smile. Unaware of all this, Meltdown and Siryn were in a back room, where they were amazed to find a shower, washer and dryer. "I can't stand this much longer, I haven't changed clothes in over two days now, I stink," said Meltdown, both wore towels, at the moment their clothes were in the dryer, having just been washed. "Me too, I have to take a shower," replied Siryn. "Me first," said Meltdown. "No me!" "No me!" They both rushed to the shower, pushed their way in and turned the water on. "I was here first!" yelled Meltdown. "Ye were not!" yelled back Siryn. "Fine, we'll just both use it," said Meltdown. "Fine." "Fine, besides, you just want to check out my bod in the nude." "Hah! That's rich, what bod! Besides, you were the one checking me out at Sinister's old lab." "What? You don't know sarcasm when you hear it?" Siryn ignored her and began soaping herself down. "Hey, pass me the soap." "I'm using it." "Well I need to use it." As she began soaping her breasts Meltdown tried to grab the soap from her hands, she accidently grabbed Siryn's plump breasts. "Do you mind?" asked Siryn, her hands on hips,"Or have you grabbed my tits sarcastically? Or perhaps out of envy?" "Envy? Hah!" she said, still clutching Siryn's breasts,"What's wrong with my tits?" "Well either you left them at home, or you don't have any?" Meltdown liked to pretend that nothing really bothered her, but she was sensitive about her smallish breasts. While Siryn's weren't overly large, they were nice and plump, a real handful as guys in her old town used to say. Siryn reached out and grabbed Meltdown's small breasts, rubbing her nipples between her fingers. "Look at that would ye, ye're nipples are longer than your breasts." "You're just doing this as an excuse to feel me up," growled Meltdown. "I notice ye haven't let go of mine yet." The two beautiful young females stared at each other for a few seconds, and then Meltdown pulled Siryn to her and kissed her. Siryn's eyes widened in shock, but she returned the kiss, her hands releasing Meltdown's breasts and sliding around her back. Thier tongues entwined as the water flowed down their excellent bodies. Siryn's mouth pressed forward, sliding even deeper past Meltdown's welcoming lips. Meltdown broke the kiss, her face sliding down to Siryn's breasts, lightly nibbling at her superior's nipples, sucking one of them into her mouth. "Ah shit, ye're a wonder," gasped Teresa. Meltdown wasted no time, sliding away from the plump breast and moving down Siryn's quivering body, her open mouth and seemingly experienced tongue traveling down her stomach, leaving a light trail of saliva that the flowing water from the shower quickly washed away. As Teresa moaned in pleasure, Tabitha's lips were brushing against the lightly shaven pussy hair, her nose taking in the scent of X-Force's deputy leader's pussy. "Oh shit, no," Teresa groaned from somewhere far above Tabitha's head,"Oh no, you shouldn't! you shouldn't do this!" But Tabitha paid no attention to her protests, she rubbed her cheek against the pussy mound, the water and Siryn's own pussyjuices gave it a soft dampness that felt wonderful against her skin. Meltdown laughed and flicked her tongue lightly between the waiting cuntlips. She thrust her tongue into the silken gash, pushing into Siryn's depths, tonguing this woman who infuriated her, licking her out and making her her own. She laughed into the steaming pussy as she grabbed Teresa's ass and pushed her tongue in even deeper. Siryn squealed in pleasure, her hands gripping Meltdown's head, her fingers sliding through the slight hairs on Tabitha's head, she began pushing Tabitha's head into her cunt, bumping her cunt eagerly against her teammates eager mouth. Tabitha slipped her tongue into the wriggling hole, lapping at her much like a dog would a bowl of water. Her quick, strangely skilled tongue slipping in and out, the red heads cuntlips pressed against her face. She raised her mouth slightly, her mouth grabbing the clitoris between her teeth and lightly biting it. "Ahh, I cannae take much more," screamed the Irish lass as she felt the Arizona daughter or trailer trash sucking on her erect clit,"I cannae take much more!" Tabitha's eyes widened as she felt a hot flood rushing around her face, juices from Siryn's cunt spilling over her face, the Irish beauties hips bucking wildly, Tabitha had to grip her asscheeks tight to keep from being knocked onto her ass. "That's it! I'm cumming! I'm fucking CUMMING!" Tabitha's fingernails dug into Siryn's ass as even more pussy juice crashed into her face, she accidently swallowed some and found she liked the taste, it was a little sour, which she had heard meant a girl wanked a lot. As Siryn's orgasm began to slow, Meltdown continued to lightly lap at the small stream of pussy juice running from her pussy, she licked as much of it as she could, swallowing as much of the delicious pussy juices until they were nearly all gone. Siryn's arms relaxed, Tabitha's face raised up and she smiled up at her, the Irish woman was going limp, she slid down the wall, Tabitha grabbed her chin and kissed her again, some of Siryn's own pussy juices rubbing against her face. Tabitha turned the shower off and lay down against Soryn's body, her small breasts resting against Siryn's larger ones, she kissed Siryn again and began rubbing her body up and down against her. They both began making bucking motions, there was no cock, so both their cunts rubbed against each other, their tits rubbing against each other, their cunts sliding this way and that, their pussy juices making them sliding backwards and forwards. "Ahhh hell! I don't believe it!" screamed Tabitha, she could already feel an orgasm building up within her, after only a few seconds. "C..c..cumming! I'm gonna cum!" she squealed. "Do it!" moaned Siryn as her own hips began to buck against Meltdowns, as if she was fucking the hot little blonde. Tabitha came quickly, she rested on top of Siryn, both women breathing heavily, Siryn wrapped her arms around Meltdown's back and they kissed again briefly, just lightly, on the lips. Tabitha felt safer and more secure than she had in a long time, and she wished this moment could last forever. Cable sat up just in time to hear a wailing, crying noise. "What's that?' he asked. "That's your son," replied Domino. Cable shook his head and looked in wonder at the small, pink faced crying thing in her hands. "He's beautiful," laughed Cable, and looked at the woman he loved and his son in awe. Behind them, at the counter, Ororo blinked back tears. "Hey, don't cry," said Sunspot with a slight grin,"It's a happy moment." "I know," replied Ororo, not mentioning that she was crying because now she knew that Cable was forever out of her reach. ---------------------------- X-Man 19 - Death Becomes Her ---------------------------- Darkness. Noises in the darkness, something in their very nature keeps him from reacting in his usual, violent manner. A weight on his back, a cool liquid dripping down his back, it draws an involuntary gasp of shock from him. "Ssshh, quiet," whispers a cool, soothing voice. The liquid is rubbed into his sore, tired muscles, skilled hands kneading the poor stretched things into relaxing. "What's going on," he whispers, almost hating himself for breaking the silence. "You're so tense," whispers the voice and he desperately tries to remember where he has heard it before. "Relax," she soothes,"Just relax and enjoy." He feels warm flesh against his back, a soft whisper of breath against his neck, then a soft nibbling at his ear. - Those are breasts - he thinks to himself as he feels the plump mounds of flesh press against his back, sliding up and down his oiled skin. Her small, gentle hands easily turn him over onto his back, now she settles down and rests against his lower waist, he is embarrassed to feel his cock begin to rise. Her hands grab his pecs, her hands sliding over his nipples, which are more sensitive than he would have believed. He looks up into the darkness, he can just make out the outline of a womans face, light glints slightly of small metal devices on the side of her face. "Thren?" he asks, realizing it is Threnody, the mutant female whose thoughts he detected while over Nebraska - the one that got him into this mess. "What are you doing..." he asks, he senses rather than sees her smile. "What's this," she laughs as she feels his member press up between her asscheeks. Before he can react she lifts her ass up into the air, scoots back and lowers her mouth down, his dick sliding into her mouth. The Prime Sentinel is confused. It's instructions were to locate Mutant Designate : Cable whose last known location was Baltimore. When Mutant Designate : Cable was not located in Baltimore, he initiated long range sensors and came up with two possible locations. How can Mutant Designate : Cable co-exist in two possible locations? Mutant Designate : Cable has no transpatial abilities as far as his databanks showed. "This unit was not designed for transpatial capabilities either," said the Prime Sentinel to itself,"Most logical recourse, move to closest location, eliminate Mutant Designate : Cable, re initiate long range scans and eliminate second Mutant Designate : Cable if required." Satisfied with this, the Sentinel began to fly towards the nearest Cable. Nate couldn't believe the incredible sensations running through his body as Threnody's mouth enveloped his manhood. He let out a little moan of pleasure as her tongue slipped down the length of his member. She wrapped her lips around his shaft tightly and began to deepthroat him. Nate raised up slightly, his eyes widening as Threnody's mouth slid down his cock. His hands slid down and grabbed her head, raising his hips slightly, he began facefucking her. Threnody smiled around the cock sliding in and out of her mouth, men were so easy to control - once he had cum he would be hers. She could hear him groaning, his hips bouncing up and down with youthful eagerness and she realized he was going to cum soon. - We can't have that - she thought to herself and slid her mouth halfway up his cock, she wrapped her fist around his cock and squeezed it, trying to hold back his orgasm. She succeeded in holding him off for a few seconds, then his cock stiffened and sprayed several shots of cum into her mouth. She swallowed his cum quickly and easily, she had swallowed cum before, she could swallow it again. She could already fell Nate's cock beginning to subside in her mouth, she pulled her mouth away, his hands slid free easily, he was lying back now, his eyes closed, chest rising and falling rapidly as he experienced the aftershock of his first blowjob. She began to lick his cock, her tongue dancing around the rim of his head, causing almost painful sensations of pleasure through his body She let her shoulder length hair fall down to his body, moving her head around, her hair caused his nerves to race as they softly brushed around his lower body, his cock began to twitch again and he groaned in surprise and a little pain. "Come on Nate, I know you can get it up again!" He moaned as his cock began to stiffen, she ran a fingernail up it's length and he let out a little cry of pleasure. She raised her body up so her large breasts lay before his face, he eyed them greedily and she smiled, gripping one in her hand and squeezing it. "Go on, you know you want to." He moved his head forward and tentatively, almost shyly, licked at her erect nipple with his tongue. He circled it slightly, then his mouth took her nipple into his mouth, he began to suckle on her breast, his cock had now become rockhard, but he no longer noticed, her darkskinned breasts were all that were important to him She raised her ass up again and he moaned around the breast in his mouth as he felt his cock enter her cunt for the first time. Her lips parted and he slid into her, his teeth gripped her nipple and squeezed slightly. "Good," she whispered as she felt him full her up, she began pumping her hips up and down, grinding backwards and forwards as she did so. Nate couldn't believe the sensation of having his cock in a pussy, he had thought a blowjob the epitomy of pleasure, but it was nothing compared to this. Now she was grinding her pussy against the base of his cock, he released the nipple in his mouth and lay back, groaning in pleasure. As she began to pump up and down faster and faster he became aware of a low humming in the back of his head. He tried to force his mind to concentrate, desperately trying to focus on the humming noise. He reached up and grabbed her shoulders as she began pumping with more eagerness, she turned to smile at him and saw him frown at her. Suddenly she was lifted up, pushed of him and knocked to the floor. He rolled out of the bed and looked around, fire seemed to burn from his body, one of his eyes glowed with an almost feverish yellow bright pitch. "Something's coming!" he growled. She stared at him in dull non-comprehension, he grabbed a pair of boxing shorts and pulled them on over his still hard cock. "Aren't you listening woman?" he growled,"SOMETHING IS COMING!!" His panic seemed to reach her, she grabbed at her panties and he knocked them aside. "No time for that," he said, trying to pull pants back on with his one free hand,"Just grab your pants and shirt, and HURRY!" She pulled on some loose, gray track pants and pulled on a little, tiny white shirt, her large breasts pulled it so shear that it was practically see though. "COME ON!" he growled, and collapsed to the floor. "Oh no," she moaned, when she had stolen the Pac-Rat from X-Force it had been to get Nate to safety, because his body had been burning up, he had seemed to recover, but now the after effects of Thanos' feedback device were returning. "I can't move," he gasped, he suddenly floated into the air, then fell back,"My psionics are failing.....I can't...." The wall seemed to explode, a tall figure striding through, energy crackling from it's palms. It was basically human, but wore a uniform similar to the Sentinels that haunted her dreams. As she looked closer she saw that it did not wear the uniform, but that the uniform was a part of it. "Mutant Designate : Cable ? Where is Mutant Designate : Cable?" She stood staring at it in shock, then blasted it with a purple flare of her stored death energy. It grunted and stepped back, part of its face drawing tight, then it began striding towards her. She blasted it again, but this time the blast had no affect. "Mutant, your mutant capabilities have been classified and countered, resistance is futile, where is Mutant Designate : Cable?" A t.k blast ripped its chest open, it screeched in agony and collapsed to the ground, Nate stood behind it, a grimace of pain on his face. "Nate?" she asked. "Hurting," he whispered,"What did that purple freak do to me?" "Come on," she said, supporting him on her shoulder,"We have to get out of here." As they made their way out of the hole in the wall, ignoring the startled looks of other patrons of the Motel 6, a question occurred to her. "Why was the Sentinel looking for Cable here?" Nate ignored the question,"Sentinel? On my world Sentinels were giants used by the Eurasian High Council to hold back mutants." "Well ours used to be giants too," she said, helping him down the street, looking for the car she had stolen last night,"I don't know what the deal with that thing is." She stood staring at the sport where the car she had stolen had been parked, it was gone, only some broken glass remained. "Can you believe it!?!" she growled,"Someone stole our car!" "Didn't we steal it in the first place?" he asked. "That's hardly the point." "NATHAN SUMMERS, MUTANT DESIGNATE : CABLE, HALT!!!" roared a voice behind them, they twisted around and found themselves facing the Prime Sentinel, entirely healed and looking ready to kill. Pedestrians rushed away, diving for cover as they saw the energy crackling around the Sentinel and Nate both. "Mutant Designate : Cable," said the Sentinel,"Destruction is not the only option, surrender and this unit will be sanctioned to take you into custody under the orders of Operation : Zero Tolerance." "The name's Nate Grey," growled Nate, trying desperately to stand on his own two feet,"Cable is somewhere else." "Illogical, sensors show that there is a 98.7% chance that you are Mutant Designate : Cable." "Think about it machine, wouldn't the real Cable show a 100% chance he was Cable," growled Nate angrily. The Sentinel seemed to pause, to think about this for a second, then it spoke. "That would explain the presence of two Mutant Designate : Cable's on my sensors," it paused,"Remain here, I shall investigate the other Nathan Summers, if your percentage is higher I will return." "Sure," gasped Nate,"We'll wait right here." The Sentinel launched into the air and began to move towards the North, then it screeched in agony and it was enveloped in a t.k bubble. "What are you doing Nate?" screamed Threnody as she saw blood burst from his nose. "Now it's outta the way, I gotta use my powers to take care of it." "But you're not at 100%, you can't risk yourself like that!" Nate didn't respond, he simply concentrated more until pieces of the Prime Sentinel began to pull apart, launching up into the air, faster and faster until there was nothing left, then Nate collapsed. "What did you do," she gasped as she pulled him up to his feet. "Figgered.......figured that it's repair system would...heal it, so....so broke it up.....broke it up and put it in orbit, so parts can't ever come together again." "Clever," whispered Threnody, helping him away. It seemed she had chosen right when she had hitched her wagon to his star. ---------------------------- X-Men 56 - Players Or Pawns? ---------------------------- Reed watched the t.v screen in shock. "Dead? How is that possible?" Trish Tilby also seemed shocked, she stared at Thor's prostrate body, then her reporters instinct took over as a new figure emerged from the smoke - Magneto. "It appears that Magneto is approaching the Avengers, perhaps to finish them off, maybe to gloat." Magneto smiled as he approached, whatever electromagnetic effect that had shorted out other camera's seemed to be gone, his face was broadcast around the world. "I grow tired of these interruptions to my work," he said with a laugh,"So I think I shall silence then." Almost casually he lifted his arms up above his head, white light shone from his eyes. "I AM MAGNUS!" he roared and white light burst from his body, the camera exploded in the cameraman's hands, the newsvan caught in flames. "That's an E.M Flare!" roared Reed Richards,"Hit the Deck!" "Reed, it's over at Central Park, not here....." White light filled the room, Reed fell to the ground, Johnny was sent flying to the other side of the room, the Beast and Iceman crashed into a table. On top of Four Freedom's Plaza Rogue was sent whipping into the air, Gambit hit the remains of the stairwell. "Rogue!" he screamed, then a small piece of debris hit him in the face and knocked him out. Three minutes after the E.M Flare began New York City stood in darkness. There was no sound but a light wind, no dogs barked, no birds sang, and no people talked. The only one still standing was Magnus, and then sound did come back to the city - Magnus' laughter. When Gambit came too it was growing dark, he looked around in confusion and tried to stand, instantly his vision doubled and his head seemed to thump in agony, he fell back to the ground. "Anyone looked up here?" he heard a voice say, he dimly recognized it as Cyclops. "If Cyke back," he whispered,"I been out a long, long time." "I do not believe such to be the case oh fearless leader," came the Beasts voice,"My craggy compatriot and I have been engaged in far more exhilarating pursuits, such as trying to keep this building from falling apart." "Who you calling craggy?" rumbled the Things voice. "Okay people, we better get up there, Rogue and Gambit are still unaccounted for." - Rogue! - he remembered now, the flash of white light, the wind, hitting the collapsed stairwell and watching Rogue fly past him. The Thing's face appeared through the hole in the floor next to him. "Ahhh, it's you then Cajun," he said,"I was hoping for the pretty one, Rogue." "Jus ask De Beast how pretty dis Cajun be," laughed Gambit, then groaned as pain wracked his head once more. "How many times must I repeat myself before illumination appears in that clouded Cajun head of yours?" said the Beast, vaulting over the Things back,"All levity aside, where is the lovely Rogue?" Gambit's humor disappeared. "She was next to me, went flying over de side when that white light hit us, but she be fine, she invulnerable after all," he tried to hide his fear unsuccessfully. "The female is fine," replied a voice behind them, the Thing leaped out of the hole and tried to attack the bearer of that voice, but Cyclops and the Beast held him back. "What do you want Doom!" roared Ben Grimm, knocking the two X-Men away. Doom hovered safely beyond Ben's reach, several feet from the edge of the building. "It's quite simple you abomination," replied Doom, his voice dripping contempt,"I've come to do this." He extended his palm, a blast of energy fired from it, just missing Ben's shoulder by inches, firing past Cyclop's head. "You missed!" laughed Ben, but Doom was already flying away on his hoverwing, the X-Men and the Thing just heard him laughing softly to himself. "What was that about?" muttered the Thing, turning he found himself facing a smoking hole in the wall where Gambit had been. "I'm a little worried," said Jean,"I've been trying to get in contact with the Professor, but my telepathic signals are bouncing back at me." "What could a possible cause of that be?" asked Reed Richards as he worked on the plans for the Electro Magnetic Armor that Jean and Scott had brought back with them from Muir Isle. "Several things really," she said,"But none of them are really very likely." "Obviously one of them has happened," replied Reed,"Tell me and maybe I can tell you which it was, I have been monitoring a lot of the area recently." "One is that a t.k shield has been erected around the Greater New York area." "Impossible." "Another is that someone close by had expended dangerously large amounts of t.k energy over the last few months and is unknowingly affecting the astral plane that the messages travel by." "That's easily tested, have you been on the astral plane recently?" A brief image appeared in her head of a party by the pool at the Mansion, but it quickly disappeared, she had no idea where it had come from. "No," she said,"But I can try now." She slipped out of her physical body and onto the astral plane, she was immediately bombarded by images from hundreds of telepaths around the world, all of their messages to one another, thoughts, dreams and fantasies caught in a flux. - OH DEAR..... "......LORD!" she finished, returning to her own body,"The astral plane is trapped in a flux, somebody is actually damaging the astral plane!" "You realize the amount of power that's being talked about?' said Reed, his eyebrows raising slightly as he added the finishing touches to the Electro Magnetic Armor. "I do, and nobody has it, not even Nate Grey." "Then the question is," said Reed, adding the final component to the armor,"If the most powerful Psi we've ever seen and are ever likely to see isn't doing this damage, who is?" "Who is?" said Xavier to himself, unknowingly mimicking Reed, behind him a dark shadow rose, it looked like a large version of Magneto. It's hands stretched out towards Xavier's head, then it's head snapped around, it seemed to sense something and slowly faded out of sight. He stood up and looked out the hole in the wall. "I'm not doing any good here," he said out loud,"I should get to Four Freedom's Plaza." He stepped outside and began walking towards the hangar, with any luck, one of the modified jet packs would still be in working order. Again, he felt a sensation that was more than telepathy at work, some sixth sense warned him and he dived for cover. "Damn!" muttered a voice, seemingly from thin air, and suddenly a man in red and black armor appeared,"Psi Shields were working fine, how'd you know." He was pointing a large gun at the Professor, which was conducive to co-operation, he stood up and raised his hands over his heads. Other men in red and black appeared, each pointed a gun directly at Xavier. "Hello Charles," said a voice, Xavier turned and found himself facing a men dressed in a pink and black suit reminiscent of Star Trek : The Next generation, he had white hair and a goatee. "Bastion!" he growled and the man stepped back in shock. "How'd you know that!" he roared, the smug look on his face gone in an instant, replaced by anger and more than a little fear. "I know a lot about you and your Zero Tolerance group!" yelled Xavier, Bastion's eyes widened and he looked about as if for support. He gathered his wits about him and approached the Professor. "We've come for you Xavier," said Bastion,"We're putting an end to you and your X-Men once and for all." "Let me guess," said Xavier, totally calm, which seemed to have unsettled Bastion,"You're going to use my files to try and discover the whereabouts of the greater population of Alpha Class Mutants. You realize you'll never be able to decode them?" "I'll take that chance," replied Bastion. "I won't," said Xavier and behind them the Mansion exploded. As the soldiers looked around in shock Bastion felt strong arms grab him by the collar, he found himself facing Xavier. "THIS IS FOR MESMER!" he roared and headbutted him, knocking the leader of the most evil hate group since Hitler back on his ass, then Xavier was off and running, disappearing into the darkening gloom of the forest night before First Strike could react. Bastion got up and rubbed his head, he had a rather hard head, but he still felt something akin to pain. "Put out that fire!" he yelled,"And find Xavier!" The First Strike soldiers stood about uncertainly. "WELL!?!" he roared. "Which do you want sir?" they asked. "Oh for.......BOTH! Split up you morons!" As he spoke another explosion rocked the Mansion and several First Strike soldiers quickly volunteered to find Xavier, the others cursed their luck. "He must have had a telepathic trigger to the explosives," said Bastion,"I should have known.....but I didn't expect him to sense the soldiers through the Psi-Shields, the neural scatter shot would have put him out." He stood and watched his dreams for a mutant catalog of Alpha's go up in smoke.......literally. And behind him in the dark forest, First Strike stalked Xavier......and a large shadowy figure more dangerous stalked them all. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /