Captain America did not vote today ( Read more... )

There's power in the dark, available to those who rule the Land Between. Demonic power, that transforms and corrupts. Power that turned Ilyana Rasputin into the Darkchylde ( Read more... )

The battle has raged on. Time in Limbo is a funny thing, and what feels like hours could have been years, or perhaps not even moments. It's hard to say how long the heroes have been fighting ( Read more... )

The time has come for open war ( Read more... )

It's been, quite literally, Hell on both sides. Amanda's been weakened since this whole thing started, and every day a few more demons leave her side. Her power over Limbo is being slowly sucked dry, and those who once held allegiance to her are torn between two poles ( Read more... )

She hangs in mid-air high above New York City, the ends of the bright red sash tied around her waist flapping in the breeze as she closes her eyes and takes in a deep lungful of the cold, fresh but thin air that her position affords. She opens her eyes, a few eyelashes getting wedged beneath her black domino mask. She lifts a black-gloved hand to ( Read more... )

They do not arrive. They appear. How they manage this feat is anyone's guess ( Read more... )

Thunder and lightning still roll through the darkened sky of evening. The wards and guardians of the village continue to whisper warning into the ears of the Wong, Magik and the Scarlet Witch. Obviously King’s presence still disturbs the mystical security system Doctor Strange established months ago ( Read more... )

Might as well be, considering the locale of this beaten down old fire station where the meet's supposed to be ( Read more... )

It was a night, hell of a night ( Read more... )