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Fortress of Solitude II: Porky's RevengemetromarvelNovember 16 2009, 03:15:48 UTC
Bad day: Lois gets captured and hurt by Superman's enemies.
Worse day: A supervillain uses psychic powers to make Superman suffer his worst nightmares in the middle of duties.
Even worse day: Open combat in the Fortress led by Miracleman.
Today: All three. Needless to say, as Clark's mind gets a breath of fresh air, he's, well; Lois can see the sunlight glimmering around Superman's body as he takes the scene in, despite the gentleness in his gaze as he checks on her. His eyes narrow as he sees that strip of blood, and the Man of Steel kneels down...
...and ROCKETS into the air, flipping around like some kind of flying drill missile, twisting in order to swoop down on Miracleman and plow him into the ice, attempting to trap the mad Daxamite in the frozen tundra below!
"Its not going to stop, Superman...you and your League can do whatever you want to me today. But I'll keep coming back. You stopped my masters before, and piled on with your team. And I'm STILL here."
Miracleman gives an eerie smile, raising his face from the shattered ice floor. "I might even make a holiday out of it. And maybe...after Jonathan's grown out of feeding through a tube, and that pitiful, fragile woman is torn beyond anything left...I'll end it."
He hisses out the final part, spitting out a bloody tooth. "We owe you one life, Kryptonian. And you're only delaying the inevitable. You're the last piece. And now, you're going to choose. Kill me, or watch your universe die instead."
The ice beneath is beginning to steam from the heat radiating from inside. "Maybe I'm your Christmas gift...Happy Holidays, coward."
A large, heavy and surprisingly handsome metal box gets a rude introduction to the back of Miracleman's head, fueled by a supreme case of the pissed-offs.
"I'll show you 'pitiful, fragile woman,' asshole."
Miracleman begins to rise beneath the man of steel, his fingers pressing upwards before a sickening crack rings out.
The box, now dented on the edge falls to the side, followed by the Daxaamite's face to the ground. The blazing red in his eyes dulls for a moment, then fades away altogether as he's now laid completely still.
There's a reason Superman's got a hang up about his temper. His eyes blood red, his shaking hands working to keep the Miracleman in place, he...
...
...gosh.
"Thanks." Superman finally says, "For the help, Green Lantern. Ms. Lane." He can freak out later. All hell's breaking loose, he's being played, and that has to stop.
Wind whips around Superman, as the blue and red form rises into the air, energy burning in his eyes. "Evildoers." Superman commands, voice booming over the crowd. "Leave."
A HIVE troop transport's fuel intake system glows for a moment, rumbles, and explodes! Superman floats over the burning wreckage, as if to imply that, it might not be long before other things start exploding. "Now."
Lois, however, is crouching beside the being she just beaned with that heavy lead box. Inside, you can be sure, is some kryptonite Superman secures here. Her fingers tentatively touch his head, expression pensive, and murmurs, "Um...I...might have killed him."
"You really did whack the hell out of him - he's still alive, but barely. My ring's picking up some kind of extra chemical in his body - something that was protecting him from lead, but it's breaking down now. Advanced lead toxicity is setting in."
Hal envelops Miracleman with a green aura of energy.
"I'll stabilize him and get him to S.T.A.R. Labs - they can probably get him in stasis. Are you going to be okay here, Lois?"
Silly question, maybe - with Clark clear-headed again, everything's going to be fine.
Lois wraps the red cape more firmly around herself, as if remembering just what she is - or is not - wearing. Her gaze travels to Superman. "If he's all right? And Jesse and the others are still here...."
Worse day: A supervillain uses psychic powers to make Superman suffer his worst nightmares in the middle of duties.
Even worse day: Open combat in the Fortress led by Miracleman.
Today: All three. Needless to say, as Clark's mind gets a breath of fresh air, he's, well; Lois can see the sunlight glimmering around Superman's body as he takes the scene in, despite the gentleness in his gaze as he checks on her. His eyes narrow as he sees that strip of blood, and the Man of Steel kneels down...
...and ROCKETS into the air, flipping around like some kind of flying drill missile, twisting in order to swoop down on Miracleman and plow him into the ice, attempting to trap the mad Daxamite in the frozen tundra below!
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Miracleman gives an eerie smile, raising his face from the shattered ice floor. "I might even make a holiday out of it. And maybe...after Jonathan's grown out of feeding through a tube, and that pitiful, fragile woman is torn beyond anything left...I'll end it."
He hisses out the final part, spitting out a bloody tooth. "We owe you one life, Kryptonian. And you're only delaying the inevitable. You're the last piece. And now, you're going to choose. Kill me, or watch your universe die instead."
The ice beneath is beginning to steam from the heat radiating from inside. "Maybe I'm your Christmas gift...Happy Holidays, coward."
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"I'll show you 'pitiful, fragile woman,' asshole."
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The box, now dented on the edge falls to the side, followed by the Daxaamite's face to the ground. The blazing red in his eyes dulls for a moment, then fades away altogether as he's now laid completely still.
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...gosh.
"Thanks." Superman finally says, "For the help, Green Lantern. Ms. Lane." He can freak out later. All hell's breaking loose, he's being played, and that has to stop.
Wind whips around Superman, as the blue and red form rises into the air, energy burning in his eyes. "Evildoers." Superman commands, voice booming over the crowd. "Leave."
A HIVE troop transport's fuel intake system glows for a moment, rumbles, and explodes! Superman floats over the burning wreckage, as if to imply that, it might not be long before other things start exploding. "Now."
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Hal activates his ring, scanning the Daxamite's form for vital signs.
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"You really did whack the hell out of him - he's still alive, but barely. My ring's picking up some kind of extra chemical in his body - something that was protecting him from lead, but it's breaking down now. Advanced lead toxicity is setting in."
Hal envelops Miracleman with a green aura of energy.
"I'll stabilize him and get him to S.T.A.R. Labs - they can probably get him in stasis. Are you going to be okay here, Lois?"
Silly question, maybe - with Clark clear-headed again, everything's going to be fine.
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