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Age Of Onslaught
Part 28/37
Pietro frantically typed commands into the computer, but it
refused to respond. Stark had apparently commanded it to lock up when
the self-destruct sequence was triggered.
Wanda was in there, his sister! Not to mention Captain America,
Invisible Woman and The Thing.
Suddenly a red light flashed next to him and a small alarm issued
from the computer.
"Warning, sleeper-tubes 7891, 8073, 8074 and 8077 have become
vacated."
He looked up from the computer and felt his heart leap into his
throat when he saw Mystique, Dazzler, Nightcrawler and Wanda standing
looking about in wonder at the ocean around them.
"Wanda!" cried Pietro,"How did you get out of there?"
"I figured our powers were being created by the V.R program to
convince us we were still in our bodies. I created a hex that I had
control over my body again, then that our minds were back in our bodies
and our bodies were near the source of the destruction of Avalon, it
looks like it worked."
"Who are they?" asked Dazzler, looking down at the unconscious
Stark and Selene.
"Believe it or not, Mr. mustache over there is The Mariner," said
Pietro,"But that's not important, I have to find a way to get those
people out of there before the program is purged."
"I have an idea," said Wanda,"I can create a hex that I'm a
databit, go into the computer and try to change the purging program."
"Is that likely to work?" asked Quicksilver.
"I'll have to create another hex that'll let me understand the
programming language."
"Forget that," he said,"Hex us both in, I understand the language."
They nodded and stood to the side of the computer, Wanda began
concentrating on building up such a powerful hex.
Nightcrawler couldn't help but smile.
"Remember, mother?" he asked,"Destiny's prophecy, when the night
is at its darkest, the herald of the new dawn would be the return of the
children of Magnus."
It still hurt to remember her dead friend, but Mystique
smiled,"Looks like she was right."
-
Captain America leaped over the crack, holding firmly to Emma's
unconscious body. He landed gracefully on his feet and came about,
spinning around to see if Remy and Kitty had made it as well.
He was shocked to see that the crack had resealed behind him, and
that the two mutants were nowhere to be seen.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief as Kitty floated up from the
ground, carrying LeBeau with her. She became solid again and looked about,
things seemed to have calmed down somewhat, although they could still hear
rumbles and shaking going on in the distance.
"De whole island coming apart at de seams!" cried Remy.
"The Sprite!" cried Kitty,"We can sail back out!"
"And what about everyone else?" replied Captain America,"According
to Quicksilver there are over seven thousand people on this island!"
"At most, mon capitain," Remy said, shaking his head,"We could save
maybe two hundred at most."
"I refuse to accept that," Cap said,"Besides, if what I think is
happening is happening, then not even The Sprite will be safe."
"Then what do we do?" asked Kitty, staring about, the grinding
rumbles in the earth were getting louder.
"We gather as many people as we can and move up to that hill!" he
said, pointing at High Point Hill,"We hold the high ground and hope!"
-
Streams of data circled about, whirled, flicked and became rough
2d images of Wanda and Pietro. They stood in the blue/black background,
watching data flow about them.
"What's that?" she asked, pointing in front of them, where a
gigantic funnel of data whirled about. It looked like a tornado made up
of numbers, 0's and 1's circling about in ever decreasing circles, the
funnel was huge, over five stories high.
"That's Stark's purge program," said Pietro grimly,"It's slowly
destroying the Avalon V.R Environment, starting with the island itself,
then working it's way through the wildlife sprites and finally drowning
the people trapped in there in an ocean of simulated water, then deleting
their mind patterns.... leaving nothing but 7,971 empty shells in those
Sleeper-Tubes."
"Can you stop it?" she asked.
"If this Stark is anything like our Tony, then there'll be a way
to reverse it, I just have to find it."
[Warning,] said a smooth, mellow female voice,[Unauthorised data
units in system, Virtual Matrix has been compromised.]
"What's that?" asked Wanda.
"The computer is registering us as bad data," said Pietro,"Most
likely it'll class us as viruses and send defense-bots to get us," he
frowned,"I don't have much time here, you'll have to deal with them if
they come."
She nodded as watched as he strode up to the data funnel, then
began to move his hands at superspeed, grabbing at data streams and trying
to adjust them into new positions in the funnel. But the funnel kept
adjusting for adjustments, and in this cyber-world the computer was just
as fast, if not faster than the speedster Avenger.
Around Wanda, data kept flowing about her as the
computer maintained normal procedures, suddenly some of that data began
to move towards her, coalescing together and forming into crude, humanoid
shapes. The two figures had twisted stumps for hands and faces, and their
heads were square, rough hewn blocks of borrowed data.
[Stark I.C.E (*) Mark IV,] spoke one of the bots,[You will be
terminated to protect the data matrix.]
"I don't have time for this," muttered Wanda and hit them both
with a prepared hex bolt which transported them to another file directory.
"Hopefully that's the last I see of them," she muttered, looking
back she saw that Pietro had made some progress, but that is was going
maddeningly slowly.
[I.C.E has come under attack from virus,] said the female voice of
the computer, startling Wanda,[Attack has been registered and will be
re-released back on virus.]
Wanda reacted instantly, twisting about and seeing the I.C.E
return from the streams of data. She fired crude but powerful destructive
hexbolts at them, while meanwhile they fired binary versions of her original
hexbolt at her.
They hit at the same time, the I.C.E exploding into data fragments
while she was transported away to another file directory.
Left behind was Pietro, who wasn't even aware she was gone,
desperately trying to halt the purge program while looking for a way to
reverse it.
(*) I.C.E - Intrusion Countermeasure Electronics.
"Wha....?" muttered Wanda.
"February 14th," said a familiar voice.
"Tony?" she asked, looking about as she heard Stark's voice
speaking as if from all around her.
She was standing in total darkness, barely able to sense the
shapes of furniture about her.
"February 14th, although I give this account on the sixteenth,
it's been a strange couple of days," he laughed.
"Oh," she said, understanding,"This is his journal, kept in audio
format on computer."
"Got pissed out of my head," Tony was saying,"Took it into my
head that I wanted to get laid, Emma was staying at the facility at the
time, Shaw wanted someone from his precious Inner Circle overseeing the
Avalon Project."
Suddenly the darkness lifted somewhat, and Wanda found herself in
a bedroom luxuriously appointed. There was a huge four poster bed with
silken sheets and hanging material, see though. Lying in the bed was
Emma Frost, sheets pulled up just over her waist, her large, naked breasts
lolling to the side.
Apparently Stark had either added a filmed account of what had
happened or made up a computer generated image to go along. She started
slightly at what happened next.
The door to the chambers burst open, Stark staggered in, obviously
drunk. He wore only boxers and a white, silken bathrobe, at this point
he had only a mustache rather than the goatee, but he also had a good
growth of stubble.
"Emma!" he growled, his voice slurred.
"I'd decided to take what I wanted," said Tony's narrative,"I
had no problem with raping her, I'd done it before to other woman, in fact
I quite enjoyed it."
Wanda kept getting hit by little reminders that the people in
this Universe were similar to the ones in hers, but undeniably different.
This was just another example, Tony Stark, a rapist?!?
"Emma, get over here!" Tony snarled at her.
Emma had been staring in shock at him, but now a happy, joyous
smile crossed her face.
"OH TONY!" she cried, leaping out of bed and revealing her naked
form,"I knew you'd come around!"
She leaped from the bed and over to him, wrapping her arms around
his neck and kissing him passionately. He was, to say the least, shocked
at this unexpected turn of events. He'd gotten drunk (he did most days
anyway, but figured it was from all the stress of setting up Avalon) and
then horny, had decided to rape Emma and had been all prepared to fight
her physically, to push her down and shove his cock into her unwilling
cunt and instead she was.... getting down on her knees?
"Let me make you feel good, Tony," she said, grabbing at the
waistband of his white boxers and pulling them down over his hips, his
cock springing out and bumping into her chin.
"Hehe!" she giggled,"Oh Tony, I knew you felt what I feel."
"Huh?" he asked, staring down at her blond hair, her large breasts,
the nipples lightly brushing along his thighs,"Uh, yeah sure, I feel it
too baby."
She ran her fingers lightly up his thighs, tickling the underside
of his nutsack.
"Oooh...immmm," he moaned,"That feels good."
Her face glowing with joy, Emma slid one of her delicate, porcelain
like hands around the base of his shaft and held it steady while she
lowered her head forward, coming ever closer to the head of his swollen
shaft of fuckmeat.
Leaning forward so that her large, milky white breasts were
pressed up against his thighs, she opened her mouth and took the first
three inches of his cock into her mouth.
"Uhhhh," cried Tony,"That's nice!"
"I never in my wildest dreams expected this," said Tony's narrative,
his voice sounded a little slurred, perhaps he was drunk even as he
did this journal,"I thought maybe I might force her to take my dick in
her mouth and facefuck her, but not that she'd do it willingly. I'd had
no idea she had a thing for me."
"Maybe you were crawled so far into a bottle," Wanda murmured
to herself, disgusted at the sight before her but unable to take her
gaze away,"That you couldn't see anything."
Emma swirled her tongue around, over and under his cockhead, with
a natural talent that belied her lack of experience, the woman who would
become known as The White Queen slid her tongue up to the tip of his cock
and pressed it lightly against his pisshole for several moments. Then
she went back to giving his cock a tongue bath.
Tony moaned and slid his hands down to her head, running it
through her blonde, silken hair. Her tongue was a natural, it made his
body shudder and quiver in ecstasy, wild sensations running through his
crotch and all throughout his nervous system, sending powerful pleasure
messages into his brain, penetrating the befuddled alcoholic haze and
making him groan happily.
Emma couldn't help by grin around the cock in her mouth, she'd
wanted Tony since the first day she met him. He was so debonair, so
cultured and intelligent and so handsome! And now she was giving him
pleasure beyond his wildest dreams, which fulfilled hers.
Spreading her lips a little wider she managed to take even more
of Tony's cock into her mouth, sliding her tongue along the underside of
his dick and fitting another couple of inches into her warm, wet and
oh so willing mouth. After resting her lips a bit, she pushed forward
again and took in another couples of inches, rested again and repeated until
her mouth was fully stretched around his meat and her nose was pressing
into his pubic hair.
"Good, Emma," he moaned,"Suck my cock. suck it!"
If she'd bothered to use her telepathic abilities to attempt
to read his mind she would have seen that he wasn't interested in a
relationship with her, only wanted to fuck her. But she wasn't the cynical,
ruthless woman she'd become, she was still young and idealistic and did
not want to betray her lover's trust by going into his mind unbidden.
Stupid of her, really.
She began to pull her mouth up off of his cock, bringing it up to
the point where Tony feared the blowjob was over, but when only his
cockhead remained inside her mouth she began to lower back down again,
this time her lips stretching around his member a little easier.
She sucked gently on his meat with her beautiful, red lips wrapped
tightly about his shaft, making it as much like a cunt as she could. Her
fingers continued to massage his nuts, which were lying warmly against
her chin. She bobbed her head up and down over his lap, sucking on his
cock happily, wanting to make him cum, willing to swallow it.
She moved up and down, slamming her lips against the base of his
dick, his pubic hair irritating her nose and making her want to sneeze. She
held it off, not wanting to do anything that would decrease his pleasure.
She ran her tongue along the underside of his cock, pressing the
tip firmly along the vein and bringing him closer and closer to his climax.
"YES!" he cried,"Suck it! Suck my cock you hot little bitch!!"
In her love-blinded eyes, the term hot little bitch was a term of
endearment.
Still gripping her head tightly, he leaned forward and slammed his
hips forward so every last inch was pressing down into her throat. He
pumped his hips once, twice, three times, threw his head back and then his
cum was blasting down her throat while he let out a long, low cry of
happy, carnal satisfaction.
As the last of his cum dribbled from his cock onto her tongue,
he still clutched her head and ground his hips forward against her face,
her nose pressing firmly against his pubic hair.
He continued to make small strokes of his hips every so often,
loving the hot, warm wetness of her beautiful mouth. He pulled free
from her mouth eventually, his body dazed and tired, a light buzzing
sensation like pins and needles running through his body due to the
thinness of his alcohol infused blood running down to his crotch from
the limbs of his body.
"Oh Tony," she said, staring up at him with love and adoration,
sitting down on her ass and spreading her legs,"I'm ready for you."
"Huh? Wha? Fuck it," he said, tired now. He turned and left the
room without a word.
Emma sat confused for a second, then smiled.
"How sweet!" she cried,"He wants to take it slow!"
Wanda shook her head as the darkness enveloped her again, the
next day of the journal ready to begin.
"I don't want to watch anymore of this," she said, waving her
arms and opening a portal with a hex. She stepped through it and found
herself back by the datafunnel.
-
Pietro had noticed how quiet it was and risked a glance back
at Wanda. He had just missed her scarlet portal closing, and she was
standing in the same place she had been.
Satisfied that she was all right he turned his attention back
to trying to halt the program.
"SHIT!" he cried.
"What is it?" Wanda asked him.
"I've found a way to halt the program," he said,"And from there
I can reverse it.... maybe."
"Then do it," she said,"What's the matter?"
He closed his eyes and sighed, even as his hands moved
the appropriate datastreams to access Stark's backdoor into the program,
ready to run the program that would slow the purge program's progress
through the destruction of Avalon.
"I'll do it," he said,"But it makes me sick."
-
Nearly the entire population of Avalon had gathered on the shores,
some had made frantic efforts to get onto The Sprite or an outrigger
canoe, but a giant wave had launched up and overturned them.
"PLEASE HELP ME!" cried Richard Fisk,"I'll do anything, pay any
amount, but I can't die like this!"
He was ignored.
Captain America (with The White Queen over his shoulder), Remy
LeBeau and Kitty Pryde appeared over the crest of a sand-dune, stopping
short when they saw the huge numbers of people gathered there.
"De Sprite!" cried Remy,"She's been overturned!"
"Forget that," said Kitty,"Look!"
She pointed at the assembled Avalonians, pushing his way to the
front of them was the unmistakable Guido, followed closely by The Invisible
Woman, The Thing, Jubilee and Bobby DaCosta.
"Captain!" cried Guido, speaking to Remy rather than Captain
America,"This whole thing is turning to shit!"
As he spoke a huge rumbling noise broke up over the noise of the
assembled people. The ground shook and ominous cracking noises sounded
up from underground.
"WE HAVE TO GET TO THE HIGH GROUND!" screamed Captain
America,"DO YOU HEAR ME? WE NEED TO GET TO HIGH GROUND!"
Some did hear him, but no one was willing to leave the group,
to be the first to leave the crowd. There was safety in numbers, after
all.
"It's no good, Cap," said The Thing,"We can't get all their
attention at once, they're all too busy calling for help to hear people
what are trying to help them, or to help themselves."
Cap tried nonetheless, trying to pass the message on, but it was
too little, too late.
Sand began to run down giant cracks forming in the ground, people
screamed and ran this way and that, ramming into each other and fighting
amongst themselves to try and escape. Some dived into the ocean, not
thinking coherently, just thinking that they had to get away.
There was a huge, ominous rumbling and the ground began to tilt,
the shore breaking away into the ocean.... and then it stopped.
A silvery nimbus of light seemed to surround everything, the
people, the shore, the water and sand. The people stopped screaming and
crying out when they realized they weren't dead yet. They followed the
silvery light to it's source, gasping out in disbelief and in relief.
Their savior spoke, not raising his voice but somehow being heard
by everyone on the beach.
"Fear not, my children," said Magnus, his face stern but loving,
like a parent reprimanding a favored child,"I have returned."
--------------------
The Amazing X-Men 8.
--------------------
The door burst open, a dark figure silheoutted in a dramatic
pose.
"HERE'S WADEEEE!" cried Deadpool.
"Deadpool!" cried Terry, leaping out of her corner and flinging
her arms around his neck.
"Ahhh, you crazy kid," chuckled Wade, smiling beneath his mask.
Terry had never been like this with him in his Universe.
"Wilson," said Ororo,"What are you doing, we are soon to depart
for Avalon."
"What's that you say?" Wade asked,"Yes, you are ready to help
me and my boys topple a millennia old mutant's corrupt, evil regime?"
"What are talking about?" snapped Iceman.
"They'll do it!" Wade called back down the corridor,"Didn't I
tell you?"
Robbie walked to the doorway, smiling warmly.
"I don't know what to say, I never thought I'd see a day when
mutant and human joined forces against a common foe."
"Keep waiting, buddy," muttered Iceman,"We're going to Avalon."
Robbie looked uneasily at Wade, who was at that moment explaining
to Terry how he had singlehandedly defeated a thousand Infinites and
Sugarman in hand to hand combat.
"But I thought...."
"Yeah, I don't really care, flatscan," replied Iceman,"All we
want is to be left alone, we were happy in Westchester but Holocaust
ruined that, so we're going to go kick back and relax in
Avalon, understand? Or do I have to say it slow?"
Robbie's eyes narrowed, the old wounds of fear and mistrust had
been ripped open again. Wade was turning to glare at Iceman.
Then a new figure walked through the door.
"No, Bobby," said Abyss,"We're not going to go running to Avalon,
we're not going to hide anymore. We're taking this fight to Apocalypse."
"You speak for us now?" asked Iceman, he would have sneered if he
had a mouth,"You wanna be leader now?"
"Do you think Rogue would run?" asked Abyss,"Do you think that
she'd tuck her tail between her legs and hide like a whipped puppy?"
"You really wanna take on Apocalypse?" laughed Iceman,"I don't
believe it, you and a few humans gonna take on a guy who's been kicking
the ass of everyone he's ever meet for the last eight thousand years?"
"If we don't now, no one ever will."
"You'll die before you get to the fortress!"
"What's the point in staying alive if you're just going to be
running forever?"
"On Avalon we'll....."
"On Avalon you'll be safe for a little while, yes," Abyss snapped,
over-riding Iceman,"But once Apocalypse has taken over Madripoor, wiped
out the Sentinels on Los Angeles Island and annihilated Eurasia, he'll
turn his attentions to the little places. Tonga will be first, then
maybe he'll pick off those last surviving African tribes, penetrate
Wakanda's defenses and then he'll find Avalon....... where will you run
then?"
"He has a point, Robert," said Ororo,"Sooner or later we will
have to face Apocalypse."
"Yeah, maybe," snapped Bobby,"But under our terms, on the field
of our choosing. Not in his own stronghold in the center of his main
base of power for fucks sake!"
"We are still a team," said Ororo,"Perhaps we should go to a
vote?"
"Then I vote no!" Iceman growled,"If the rest of you have sense
you'll go along with me."
"I vote yes," said Abyss, placing one hand on Robbie's shoulder
and squeezing it reassuringly. The black man smiled, realizing that the
argument here was not based on him being human or them being mutant, but
on fear - their mutual fear of Apocalypse.
Ororo hesitated, she knew the sense in what Nils said, knew that
it was right, but by Magnus she was scared.
"No," she said finally,"No for now at least, I think we should do
this one day, but not now."
"I say yes," said Deadpool,"And before you get all high and
mighty popsicle, I became a part of this team when I saved your asses
from Dead Man Wade."
"Two votes each," said Iceman,"Palisade, it's up to you now."
Cecilia had remained in her corner, staring quietly at all of them,
now she smiled.
"I say yes," she said.
Iceman was shocked, Palisade had always had a personality much
like her codename. She was defensive, she always used her forcefield
in defense, never for offense. She was in favor of running and not
fighting and he had expected her to go with him.
"Fine!" he snapped,"But I don't want any part of juice... helmet....
utility."
"Bobby?" asked Ororo,"Are you... fully.... every..... quick?"
"Young.... tummy... diogenes," said Abyss.
"Blind.... Dilbert..... figaro," gasped Deadpool.
"Onslaught... is.... master," said Palisade, a small smile on her
face.
Robbie was pushed forward into the room.
"What's going on?" cried Terry,"What's happening?"
"I don't know," muttered Robbie, on all fours now.
"What is happening is us," said Jesse Aaronson with a smile,"We
are The Bedlam Brothers."
Terence and Jesse walked into the room, Terence was concentrating
on instilling mental confusion in Deadpool, Abyss, Storm, Iceman and
Palisade, so Jesse did all the talking (he'd left Karen unconscious in
the corridor).
"Which of these Brotherhood wannabes should we kill first?"
Jesse said, looking about at the mutants,"Perhaps the traitor, Dead Man
Wade?"
"Ye leave Wade alone!" screamed Terry and rushed him, he casually
knocked her aside with a sweep of his arm.
"You know, my power is to psionically monkeywrench machinery,"
he said,"I'm sure that if I concentrate, I can make that big gun of Deadie's
blow up," he chuckled,"It won't kill him, but it'll sure hurt like the
dickens."
He began to concentrate.
"Leave him alone!" screamed Terry.
"Fuck up," Jesse said, not even paying any attention to her.
"LEAVE HIM ALONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Jesse was smashed out of the room by the totally unexpected sonic
scream and into the corridor, breaking his neck and slumping to the floor.
"Jesse?" gasped Terence, opening his eyes, he twisted about
and saw his brother lying motionless against the wall of the corridor. He
turned again and saw Terry, clutching her throat with her eyes wide, not
understanding what had happened.
"You killed my brother you bitch!" he screamed, stepping forward
to get her.
"Loser," said a distinctive voice and a gun blasted.
The lower half of Terence Aaronson slumped down to the ground.
"Wade?" Terry rasped, her throat burning.
"I wanted to tell ya," Wade said, replacing the safety on his
gun,"But I thought I better leave it to you to find out for yourself...
you're a mutant Terry."
"Me?" she gasped, it hurt to speak but she had to,"But.... but
I'm ordinary."
Robbie walked to her side, put an arm around her side.
"We all are, my dear, we all are."
End Part 28/37
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