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Wolverine 104 - Paradox (Continued)
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The other me gets up and rushes back inside, meeting up with
three hundred pounds of mean coming the over way.
"That's Roughouse," I say with a little grin,"A brawler I used
to get in fights with every so often - this is just before I meet Sister
Salvation."
"Why are you wearing a patch on your eye?" Elektra asks me, she
means the other me.
"It's a long story darling," I say,"But there's no time, we have
to talk to that guy over there."
I point at a tall guy, dressed in a very expensive suit with a
pony tail, he's talking into a cellphone.
"I thought we were observers here?" asks Elektra, a small child
had just run through her body.
"We are, but that guy knows we're here."
"How do you know that?" she asks.
"Because I have an excellent memory.....even when they're false
memories....and he wasn't here when I fought Roughouse."
We approach him carefully, but he knows we're coming, he closes
up the phone and smiles at us, then walks towards us.
"Wolverine? Elektra? It is a pleasure and an outrage."
His voice is smooth, cool and calm, he seems to exude a quiet but
unshakable confidence.
"Your words contradict themselves," says Elektra quietly.
"As well they might, you see, I wanted to see Wolverine, and I
especially wanted to see you Elektra," a little smirk crosses his face,
I don't like it - I decide at that moment that I probably don't like
him either,"But not like this, the old man is interfering, just as I
feared."
"Okay bub, here's the deal, Gateway obviously sent us back here
to deal with you, what's all this talk about an old man?"
He gives a little laugh and snaps his fingers, suddenly a new
portal appears in the air.
"Follow me Logan, and perhaps you will find out."
He steps through the portal, with a shrug at Elektra I step
through......and suddenly it feels like I'm getting pulled inside out.
The greatest physical pain I have ever felt in my life was when
Magneto yanked the adamantium out of my body. The greatest emotional
anguish has to be when I found Silverfox - the greatest love of my
life - gutted by my old sparring partner Sabretooth.
They pale in comparison to this.
Every molecule in my body seems to be pulled apart, turned inside
out and ripped into pieces, then put back together roughly,as if by a
clumsy child's hands. My mind is picked at, my emotions played with,
as if I'm a plaything for other people.
NO MORE!
I felt this way during the Weapon X project, I was just a piece
of meat for people to play with.
NO MORE! I CAN STAND ON MY OWN TWO FEET!!!
And then it's over.
"Well, that was fun wasn't it," laughed the suit, Elektra lies
at his feet, curled into the fetal position.
SCHILKT, SCHILKT
"Okay bub, just who the heck are you?"
"That's just not right is it," he laughs,"Shouldn't it be snikt,
snikt?"
I growl at him,"My adamantium got ripped out, along with the
metal housings that used to encase the claws, so now it's schilkt, schilkt."
He gives another little laugh and extends his hand to me, I
don't take it.
"Oh well, if you insist on silly little names, I'll take
one," he hums and haws for a second, then smiles,"Paradox, call
me Paradox."
"Where are we?" I ask, looking around and see we're standing in
a small white room with a little glass window.
"Eygpt," responds Paradox, he looks a little nervous,"They should
be here now."
"Who?"
"I'm expecting a guy to get thrown in here, I'm a little nervous
because I don't have a puppet in this Universe yet and it will take too
long to get one."
"Puppet? Universe? What's....."
I'm interrupted again as a door that isn't visible from this
side is pulled open and somebody big is pushed in, someone big with huge
metal arms........Cyber!"
My claws slip out again, I'm ready to attack, but Paradox places
an arm on my shoulder and shakes his head with a smile.
"Watch, my puppet was able to stop this in your Universe, but
Hama managed to pull it off in this one."
I've given up trying to understand, I just watch.
"Bugs!" Cyber is laughing,"You're attacking me with freaking Bugs!"
Small bugs are launching into the room, I hear a familiar
voice - Tyler! - speaking,"Mutant Deathwatch Beetles actually, they'll
tear your skin away in a matter of seconds."
It's sickening, I watch in disgust as Cyber's flesh is ripped
away, leaving only his adamantium implants, Paradox steps forward and
grabs a small forearm attachment.
"Gateway!" he yells,"Quickly, Hama will notice me any second now!"
The portal opens and he scoops up Elektra, leaping into it, I
follow after only the briefest hesitation.
We're back in Madripoor, but this time in the Prince's Palace,
the other me is hidden in the shadows, chatting with Xi'an Coy Manh, so
we've skipped in time somewhat.
"Okay Paradox, what's the deal, why did you steal the adamantium?"
He's completely confident again, not a hint of fear, Elektra is
standing again, but there's a look of wild fear in her eyes.
"The old man didn't expect me to try that," he laughs,"Used his
own trick against him, hopping between Universes - took out his champion
like that!" he snaps his fingers again and Elektra collapses to the
ground.
"That's it!" I yell, leaping forward I unsheathe my claws and
push them straight into his belly, then I snap the other into his thigh.
"How do you like that?" I growl at him, and he laughs.
"Didn't you wonder where the adamantium went?' he laughs,"I
swallowed it."
"That's crazy," I growl,"You can't swallow that much adamantium."
"I'm a living Paradox," he laughed,"Hence the kooky nickname," he
doesn't seem to be in any pain at all,"I need your help to take out
Magnus, I'm not allowed to interfere directly in the final outcome, but
I need you all to survive for the final scene!"
"This is all a game to you, isn't it?" I snarl and pull the claws
in his belly up slightly, he doesn't even wince.
"Listen carefully Logan," he says, he looks serious,"I took over
a writer in the real world, one imminently corruptible. I made him my
puppet and had him create a new universe to suit my purposes, but I didn't
take into account just how strenuously people take their real creations."
He smiles briefly at me, then continues.
"You're Logan, but you're not the Logan that was meant to be, but
one twisted and used by my puppet for my purposes.
I'm a thrillseeker Logan, I seek out challenges and new
sensations, and I've longed to conquer this Universe, to prove
my superiority, but the old man has taken exception to this."
"What old man?"
"I can't say his name, it'll draw him straight to my puppet,
there'll be law suits, police procedures and this universe will
be effectively deleted."
"Are you trying to tell me you're some kind of God?"
"To the extent that writers are creators, my puppet has created
this Universe, but it's based on another creators universe and that
Creator is trying to catch me. Already this Universe is spiraling out
of control, my Puppet is no longer in control of everything, and if we're
not careful, it may become a real Universe in it's own right. You see,
everything is supposed to revolve around Magnus, but already subplots
are sneaking in."
"This is all above my head," I growl at him,"But I don't think
any kind of God can bleed, and that's what you're doing!"
He doesn't even seem to hear me, he just keeps talking,"Right
now I can't step in and take over, but once the characters in
this Universe have removed themselves as far from their original
characterizations as they can without being different people, I can
step in without fear of reprisal.
Goodbye Logan, the next time we meet you should be naked and
fucking Jubilee up the ass!"
He disappears, just like that.
And I look at the new metal housings on my fists, and
the adamantium claws resting in them.
And then I scream.
Jean Grey snapped awake, fear in her eyes, terror on her lips.
Two words wrestle on the tip of her tongue, as Scott rushes to
her side Psylocke awaits in anticipation to hear which will be chosen.
"Logan!" she cries out,"Oh dear God Scott, something is wrong
with Logan!"
Psylocke tries to hide her disappointment.
Elektra slaps me, I break out of the scream as I look around,
I'm sitting on top of the roof of the Massachuessetts Academy, rain
pours down over the two of us, Gateway has disappeared.
"Come Logan, we must get out of the rain," she pulls me to my
feet and drags me down into the Mansion.
I stare blankly at nothing for awhile, then sit up, pop one
claw lose and drive it into my forearm.
"LOGAN! NO!!!" Elektra screams, I pull the claw loose,
and instantly the wound closes over, I smile slightly.
"What did you do that for?" she asks in fear.
"Look at this," I say, showing the claw, there's blood and a
fleck of something white.
"A bone fragment?" she asks.
"Exactly," I respond in relief,"My claws are adamantium again,
but my bones are still bones."
"I don't understand why you're so happy, I know I wouldn't mind
an unbreakable skeleton."
"Been there, done that," I respond with a grin,"I always felt
less of a man, as if I depended on it to keep me alive, I had an unfair
advantage."
"And now?"
"Now, at least my claws are unbreakable."
Gateway appears in the room, his whirligig going like crazy.
"Who was that guy?" I ask Gateway,"Was he really some kind of
God, or are we just characters in somebody's story."
Gateway is as silent as always, but I sense urgency from him, he
whirls faster and motions for me and Elektra to jump in.
"We got nothing to lose darling," I say, stepping forward.
She's scared, after the last experience I can see why, but to
her credit she follows almost immediately.
And through we go.
"Mystique is next," laughed Sabretooth,"And what are you going
to do about it?"
Before Forge could answer, the air seemed to rip and
shred around him, and two figures stepped out into the lab.
Forge recognized the first from the Federal Database, she was
a female, she looked Greek and wore a skin tight, tiny red costume.
Elektra.
The other was a man he considered to be an ally, if not
a close friend, and at the moment he looked even more dangerous and
vicious than Sabretooth.
Snikt, snikt.
"No! no one is next bub," I growl,"Because I'm putting an end to
you, right now!"
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Impact Of The Herald Of Armageddon 2
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Generation X 19 - Manipulations.
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The White Queen was wearing clothes.
"Emma? You were naked before?" asked Banshee.
"I've created a telepathic field," she replied with a
smirk,"So anyone looking at me sees my uniform, if you would prefer to
see me naked, just ask?"
Banshee snarled,"Woman, you'll push me too far one day."
"Speaking of pushing, look at that hole in the air."
They looked up and saw something pushing against the nothingness
in the air.
"What's going on?" came a couple of voices in unison, Banshee
and Emma turned to find Skin and Synch approaching, Artie and Leech - the
two mutant children - behind them.
"Look and ye'll ken as much as us," replied Banshee roughly.
Synch stared at the struggling shape trying to pull itself out of
the air.
"Friend of Foe?" asked Skin.
"I don't know," said Emma,"I can't get a telepathic reading."
"If it's a mutant, I could try and synch with it's powers, it'll
give me a better understanding of it."
"Try it," said Banshee,"But be careful."
Synch stretched out his aura, surrounding the struggling shape
in the air, his head contorted in intense concentration, his hand lifted
up and three pink blades seemed to tear out of the air and appear in his
hands. He leaped forward, the pink blades sliced into the hole.
"No Synch!" screamed Banshee belatedly.
Pink light surged from the hole in the air, a figure tumbled
through and collapsed to the ground, next to Synch, who had withdrawn
his aura.
And on the ground, Blink lay on the ground, groggily staring at
Banshee, The White Queen and Skin.
Husk was pulling Chamber's belt away from his pants.
- Paige! - he screamed into her mind, - What do you think you're
doing. -
"I'm tired of waiting, being the good girl! Come on!" she grabbed
his pants and began pulling them down.
- Paige, Johnathon, join us upstairs immediately, oh and
Chamber, keep your pants on! -
Johnathon growled and pushed Husk from him.
- Look what you've done now gel! - he snapped at her, - The
White Queen will have me guts for garters! -
Monet pulled her clothes on, she glared at Jubilee angrily.
"That's disgusting, stop it at once!"
Jubilee was masturbating herself with a vengeance, her hips
were arched up, sweat ran down her body, her plump breasts bounced up
and down and two of her fingers slid in and out of her cunt.
"You didn't seem to mind when I was doing it to you before!"
laughed Jubilee between gasps of pleasure.
M snarled at the sexually aroused teenager.
"That never happened you little bitch, understand!"
Jubilee laughed as her fingers seemed to blur in and out of her
tight little pussy.
"Sure you won't join me?" she asked with a smile,"I know you
want to."
The trouble was, she was right, M longed to bury her own fingers
into her sopping wet cunt, she wanted so badly to kiss Jubilee again, to
run her fingers down her hot, sweaty body, to suckle on her breasts and
bury her face in her steaming muff.........
"Don't be ridiculous," she snapped.
Jubilee began singing I Got You Under My Skin under her breath
as her fingers plunged in an out. She came with a barely audible scream,
juices flowed out of her body, her hips bucked slower and slower and then
she stopped totally, lying still on the bed, desperately trying to catch
her breath.
- Jubilee, Monet, come downstairs quickly - came The
White Queen's voice in their heads, - Quickly -
The sensation of having the White Queen in her head bought a
brief feeling of familiarity, and suddenly she began to suspect.
Blink was swaddled in blankets, desperately trying to keep warm.
"She's in shock," said Banshee,"I don't blame her, the last time
we saw her was on a freighter, she ripped it into pieces and pulled it
into an unknown dimension to protect us from that Phalanx creature." (*)
"No!" gasped Blink,"I was there......then, I was somewhere else,
a strange place, everybody was the same, but different!" (**)
"And you were there, and you and you and you!" laughed Skin,
everyone looked at him strangely, and he bowed his head.
Blink smiled slightly,"I...remember a big fight, we had to save
Magneto, so we...."
"MAGNETO!" cried everyone in shock.
She looked up at them,"Yeah? He is the leader of the X-Men."
They looked at her in shock and she grabbed her head,"No, no he's
not, Professor Xavier is, isn't he?"
"Calm down," replied Emma,"You've been through a lot, you need to
rest..."
"NO!" Blink yelled, leaping to her feet,"I was a meek little lamb
and it nearly got Mr Creed killed, I had to stand on my own two feet!"
"BLINK!" screamed a voice, before anyone could respond Jubilee
seemed to be tackling the pink skinned mutant, knocking her back to the
couch and hugging against her, she began babbling.
"WowBlinkBlinkisthatyouIthoughtyouweredeadandohwowIcan'tbeleiveit
you're alive!wowthisisjustgreatandyou'rebackwherehaveyoubeenthis
isincredible."
"Jubilee, calm down," yelled Blink,"Where's Gambit?"
"Gambit? He's with the X-Men."
"What about the rest of the X-Ternals?"
"Umm....Blink?"
Blink grabbed her head in her hands and moaned,"I'm sorry, I'm
trying to reconcile the two Universe's in my head, I had convinced myself
this one was a dream."
"Perhaps I should call Professor Xavier," said Banshee,"Bishop
went through a similar trauma a few months ago."
He walked into the comms room, and found Penance lying on her
back, chewing at some loose wires from the remains of the the
Communications Console.
"Penance!" he yelled, she darted to her feet and speed past him
like a frightened cat.
"Well so much for that idea," he looked at the mess on
the floor,"Why the hell did she do this?"
Paradox floated above Banshee's head, he laughed lightly and
slipped through the wall to watch the proceedings.
Blink settled down into the bed, she huddled up and fell almost
instantly asleep.
"I don't get it," said Banshee, looking over at Emma.
"That kid Xavier took in for awhile - Nate Grey - told a similar
story, he came from another universe ruled by Apocalypse, he says that he
fell into the M'Kraan Cyrstal with several others and they were
transported to various times and places around Earth."
"The Dark Beast, who's dead now anyway, Sugarman, Nate and now
Blink, who know's when we might meet someone else?"
"I'm tired," replied the White Queen,"What I really want to do is
go to sleep and relax for a few hours."
They walked together out of the girls room, Jubilee had already
settled into sleep, M was reading a book.
"Get some sleep Monet," said Banshee,"We've got a very big day
ahead of us tomorrow."
M smiled up at him.
"I'll just finish this chapter," she said and went back to the
book, Banshee left.
She waited a few seconds, then got up and headed down towards
the boy's dormitory.
Emma settled down onto the couch and stretched out.
"I don't know Banshee, do you ever get the feeling that the
Universe is conspiring against you?"
"Ever since I became co-headmaster with you."
"Haha," she smiled,"Now I was serious, I am really tired," she
stretched out her legs and arms till her body was taut and drawn, then
crumpled down, falling asleep almost instantly on the couch. And as
soon as she did, the telepathic illusion of her clothes disappeared.
Banshee stared in open mouthed wonder at Emma's fantastic body,
her large yet firm breasts, rising and falling slowly as she breathed
in and out, her impossibly skinny waist, her gently curving hips and
shaven vagina, with only the barest rectangle of yellow pussy hair.
He forced himself to swallow, then tore his eyes away and went
in search of a blanket to drape over her, then he'd take her upstairs
and put her to sleep in her own bed.
Synch had only the briefest second to register M standing over
his bed, his eyes took in her lithe form standing before him, she was
dressed only in small white panties and a tiny red t-shirt that hugged
her upper body and breasts.
Then she blasted his consciousness, knocking him out with a
quick psi-bolt, doing no lasting damage but rendering him unconscious.
He stood up at her psionic command and followed her out of the
room, they made their way towards Emma's room.
Banshee lay in his bed, tossing and turning, trying to force the
image of Emma's naked body out of his mind.
She was infuriating!
He was attracted to her, their was no doubt of that, but she
made him so mad that sometimes he just wanted to....wanted to.......
What? Sweep her off her feet and carry her upstairs, like some
ravaging pirate? Or push her down against her bed and take what he wanted
from her?
"There's no use thinking such thoughts, Sean," he thought to
himself,"That way madness lies."
And as he lay thinking to himself that he shouldn't think such
thoughts, he feel asleep and dreamt of them instead.
M forced Synch to synch himself with the White Queen's powers,
then made him use his new telepathic prowess to slip into her mind, tempered
by M's already formidable psychic powers they battered her defenses and
caught hold of her subconsciousness.
"Now," said M,"To see."
She searched throughout the White Queen's mind and discovered
that yes, she had manipulated her and Jubilee into their
little.....experiment....and had taken immense pleasure in watching M
degrade herself.
"My turn," growled M with pleasure, allowing emotion to take
over,"What's your greatest fear Ms Frost? What's your most powerful
fantasy?"
And with Synch's help she searched, and found.
Emma awoke with a start, looking up she discovered herself in
a strange looking lab. She seemed to be lying stomach down on a cold
metal table.
"What's going on here?" she asked, and was surprised at how
weak her voice sounded to herself. She tried to twist around onto her
back and discovered she couldn't make her body move from the neck down.
Indeed, something heavy seemed to be attached to her neck.
"Neural Dusruptor," said a quiet, calm voice,"It prevents your
nerve endings from commanding your body to move, and as a handy
side-effect, cuts you off from your telepathic powers."
She twisted her head to the side and saw a tall, smiling man
standing across from to her. He was dressed in an expensive Business
suit - Armani she thought to herself - and had his greying back hair
pulled back in a pony tail. He smiled at her with bright white teeth
and approached her. He walked confidently and without fear.
"Hello Emma, are you enjoying your fantasy?"
"My fantasy? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Oh? You don't know? M has taken over your mind and trapped
you within a fantasy of your own creation."
"Impossible, my mind is too highly trained to let me be taken
over by an eighteen year old prima donna!"
"Too true, too true, I had to step in and help a little
bit - just a little mind, I can't do too much or the old man will catch
me out - but hey, I don't mind."
"Who are you," she growled at him.
"Oh you creatures and your need for identification are
so amusing," he reached out and grabbed her by the buttocks, she realized
with a start that she was naked.
"What a beautiful ass you have," he said, massaging the two
firm globes of flesh together,"You've kept yourself together well Emma,
it's almost a shame we have to abuse it."
"What are you talk......" she started, then twisted her head
and found herself facing her worst fear and greatest fantasy.
Three men stood facing her, all completely naked.
Sebastian Shaw - The Black King Of The HellFire Club.
Sean Cassidy - Banshee.
Erik Magnus Lenshnerr - Magneto.
Three men that she had always wanted but secretly feared, three
men ready to take her against her will. She was terrified, and what was
worse, she was also a little excited.
"You have a little masochistic streak," laughed the
stranger,"You're almost as much of a paradox as myself, because you act
such the sadist usually."
Shaw stepped forward, he grabbed her by the chin and forced her
mouth open, she looked straight forward and saw his massive member,
erect and oozing pre-cum, heading for her mouth. She twisted her mouth
free but Shaw just smiled arrogantly at her. She let out a gasp of panic
as he pulled her body up slightly, and then slid his arms down her body
and grabbed her breasts in both hands. He kneaded them like they were
dough, wildly squeezing and twisting them, molding them in his large
hands and teasing her erect nipples with well practiced and
nimble fingers.
He suddenly grabbed her by the sides, pulled her up into the
air and sat her down on her ass, then pulled her chest forward and slipped
one erect nipple into his waiting mouth.
Emma gave a scream of shock and surprise as he began suckling on
her huge tit, she could feel his wet mouth around her nipple, sucking
heavily on it and the surrounding mam-meat.
Someone was behind her, she was unable to turn her head enough
to see who, but he grabbed her folded legs with rough hands and pulled
them out behind her, Shaw gave a squawk of surprise.
"Warning next time, huh Irish?" he said, so it was Banshee.
Shaw lifted her body and then slid down onto his back, lowering
her body back down so that her tits pressed against his face, he once
more began suckling on her them.
Banshee slid his knees against her ass, then raised her lower
body slightly, so that now she was on her knees, Magneto appeared beside
her, he grabbed her arms and locked them into place so she was in the
doggy position.
She screamed in fear as she felt the tip of Banshee's penis
against her delicate lips.
She screamed in part terror and in some slight sexual
exhilaration as he slid his member between lips, sliding deeply into
her body without her permission. She hated this because she wasn't
in control, she was subject to their whims and fancies. He slid past
her pussy muscles, which - while not resisting - were still tight around
his large member.
"PLEASE! BANSHEE PLEASE GET IT OUT, PLEAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!"
"You don't seem to understand," said the stranger,"He's not the
real Banshee, he's not the real Sebastian Shaw or the real Magneto - this
is your fantasy!"
"That's not true!" she screamed as Banshee grabbed her hips and
began slamming against her, pushing into her womanhood.
"It's time," said Magneto,"Prepare."
Banshee pulled loose, Shaw slid out from under her and Emma
collapsed onto the table.
"Move her onto the floor," said Magneto, Shaw and Banshee grabbed
her and hoisted her down from the table, Shaw held her up and Banshee
lay down on his back on the floor. She lifted her into the air and
Magneto grabbed her legs, spreading them apart and lowering her down
onto Banshee's erect member.
Now she was lying on top of him, he had hold of her breasts,
squeezing and suckling on them as he made small thrusting motions with
his hips, sliding in and out of her tight pussy.
Shaw stepped around and got down on his knees, grabbing her chin
again he thrust his cock hard into Emma's mouth.
"Mpphhlllllgggghhhhhh!!!!! NNNGGGUUGGH!!" she screamed around his
thick meat as it slid to the back of her throat, she gagged on it, but
had no room for air.
"SUCK BITCH!!!!!" roared Shaw,"SUCK ME HARD!!!!!!"
To her horror and revulsion, Emma began to suck on his cock, and
let out a slight mewl of pleasure as Banshee pumped into her.
The stranger knelt down next to her, her eyes rolled crazily
around to him, looking up at him with pleading.
"You're one sick bitch you know?" he said with a laugh,"Where's
Magneto do you think?"
The man himself answered by grabbing her asscheeks, pulling
them apart and thrusting a spit-slick finger into her asshole.
"NUUUUURRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed around Shaw's cock
as Magneto's finger began sliding in and out of her vise-like rectum.
"Mmmmmmm," moaned Banshee around her tit,"Ye've got a fine set
of tits Emma, and yer cunt is a wonder."
She couldn't even clamp her cunt muscles down in an effort to
keep him out as he pushed in and out of her, she was completely at their
mercy and the feeling both terrified and fascinated her.
(*) The Phalanx Covenant, ask your local comic book retailer about
it, it's a great story.
(**) - The Age Of Apocalypse, another great story arc, again,
ask your local comic book retailer about it!
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