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Age Of Onslaught
Part 36/37
Jubilee moaned in pleasure, her hands cupping Monet's head as the
usually prim and proper mutant beauty lapped at her hot young teammates
cunt.
"Yes M!" she cried,"Suck it, suck on my clit!"
M wondered again how she'd gotten herself into this situation.
It had probably all started just before there adventure in Limbo,
when The White Queen had manipulated her mind to make her more agreeable
to Jubilee's advances. (*)
After their adventures in Limbo with the New Mutants Monet had
at first been more than agreeable to making love to Jubilee whenever Husk
wasn't about. Then she had found herself falling into a less dominant
role, becoming more and more a slave to the whims of the young mallrat.
Deciding to break this habit, she lifted her face from Jubilee's
cunt, cum dripping from her lips and down her chin.
"Huh?" moaned Jubilee,"M?"
Monet grinned and began crawling up the bed, her breasts (about
the same size as Jubilees but not as plump and rounded, more perky) running
up Jubilee's stomach, over her own breasts. Their erect nipples, Monet's
dark ones and Jubilee's bright ones, brushed against each other and M was
really getting off on the way Jubilee was trying not to look surprised or
concerned at this unexpected turn of events.
She was face to face with Jubilee now, and leaning forward she
kissed her lightly on the lips.
They'd kissed before, but usually it was in the throes of passion,
forcing tongues down each others throats. They'd never kissed like that
before.
"M? What...?" she asked, but before she could continue M leaned
forward again and kissed her more passionately, slipping her tongue into
her mouth.
Jubilees arms slid down Monet's back as she kissed her lover, a
girl whom she had detested when they first met. She cupped Monet's firm
asscheeks squeezed gently.
Their breasts were rubbing nicely against each other, Jubilee's
softer, plumper ones seemingly absorbing M's firmer ones, the mounds
of young tit-flesh pressing hard against each other.
M moved her legs slightly, sliding one thigh down between Jubilee's
own, her leg now firmly pressing against Jubilee's dripping wet pussy. She
began sliding it up and down, one hand around the back of Jubilee's head,
the other now under her waist, feeling herself up, wanking her tight little
cunt.
Jubilee moaned happily, sucking on M's tongue inside her mouth,
the feelings of their tits rubbing against each other, the thigh rubbing
up and down against her clitoris, juices flooding from her pussy.
M was getting off on the more dominant control she had over
their lovemaking, she could feel her own juices flowing, running down over
her fingers and down onto Jubilee's stomach.
They broke their kiss and smiled at each other, looking into each
other's eyes as they approached orgasm.
"I'm going to cum," moaned Jubilee as M's thigh rubbed up and
down against her clitoris.
"Go ahead," grinned M,"I'll cum right along with you!"
"WHAT!"
Monet and Jubilee's heads twisted about and M cursed her own
foolishness for not hearing the approach.
Standing in the doorway, staring at the two naked, sweaty eighteen
year old females was Husk and Chamber.
Chamber couldn't speak telepathically as normal because of the
flux of the astral plane, but the look of shock was clear to see. M
wondered if he'd be jerking off to a new fantasy tonight.
"I don't believe this," gasped Husk,"We gotta.... we gotta...."
"Gotta what?" asked M, sitting up on top of Jubilee's naked
body, staring at the Southern mutant in disdain,"What are you going to
do about it, Guthrie?"
Paige was at a loss for words, she looked to Chamber for guidance,
but with the temporal flux of the astral plane, he couldn't say a word.
"I am bisexual," snapped M,"So is Lee, do you have a problem with
that? We're both consenting adults, free to do with our bodies what we
choose."
She slid off the bed and stood up, walking towards Paige, who
took an involuntary step backwards.
"Or perhaps you're frightened by your own sexuality?" she asked.
"Wha... what? That's ridiculous?" gasped Husk.
"Really?" laughed M, pushing her face forward into Paige's so they
were only half an inch apart,"All those times in the shower together you
never looked at me or Jubilation's body and wondered what it would be
like?"
Jubilee had grabbed a sheet and pulled it up to her nose, she
switched her gaze frantically from M's naked ass, to Husk's protesting
face, to Chamber's shocked eyes.
"What....? No, I never..... I mean I...." stammered Paige to M,
who smiled in arrogant satisfaction. She reached out with a finger
and pressed it against Paige's lips.
"I may not have my telepathy any longer," she said,"But I can
read the signs, it's perfectly natural, you don't have to fear your
feelings."
"But... but I don't feel that way," whispered Husk, staring into
M's eyes.
"Then why are you longing to kiss me so much?" she asked her,"To
run your tongue over my...."
- Because ye're using yer psychic powers to manipulate the poor
gel, - snapped Chamber.
"What?" cried Husk, breaking M's gaze and making her curse angrily,
her psychic hold broken..... her psychic hold?
"Jono!" cried Husk,"Yah talked!" she slipped back into her southern
accent in her excitement.
- Yeah, - muttered Chamber, - I just suddenly sensed M was using
her telepathic powers on ye.... although in her defense I don't think
she realized. -
"My telepathy is back," muttered M, forgetting all about the
rather embarrassing situation she'd just found herself in,"How?"
"So you and Jubilee are lovers?" asked Paige.
Jubilee moaned in humiliation and pulled the sheets over her head.
Suddenly Monet smiled.
- What did you want in here again, gel? - Chamber asked Husk.
"Can't remember," she said,"Come on, we'll go back down to your
room, you can play me that new song of yours on your guitar."
They turned and left the room, as they got to the door Husk cried
out.
"JONO! YOU TALKED!"
- Well, so I did, - replied Chamber.
"Come on, let's go tell Mr. Cassidy!"
Jubilee's eyes peered out over the sheet.
"What'd you do?" she asked M.
"Removed the memory," Monet replied, turning and grinning at
Jubilee,"Then psionically masked our presence, don't worry, with my
telepathy back no one will catch us by surprise again."
She whipped the sheet from the bed and leaped back onto it,
straddling the young mutants thighs.
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future.
Cyclops and The Invisible Woman found themselves floating in
whiteness.
"Cyclops?" she asked,"Where are we?"
"I don't know," he said,"Where are the others?"
"They have returned to Earth," said Warlock, appearing in the
white space,"My own companions have returned to Monster Island, where
hopefully my colleague, Gamora, has returned to her flesh and blood
form."
"Why are we here?" asked Susan.
"The two of you have the closest links to Onslaught's captives,"
said Warlock,"I would have brought Quicksilver or The Scarlet Witch as
well, but they bear little love for their father."
"Are we on the astral plane?" asked Cyclops.
"Close, this is more of a mystical plane," said Warlock,"I've
brought you here to witness the birth of Onslaught, so that you can know
how to defeat him."
"Well then tell us," said Susan, she wanted to see her husband
and her brother again.
"It's not that simple," replied Warlock,"I have to remain a
neutral player in this, my job was to repair the alterations to the
Universe. I've done my part, Eternity cares little for the fate of
Earth's inhabitants now that the timestream has been repaired, neither
will Roma - Guardian of the Multiverse... it's up to you."
"I don't understand," started Cyclops, then Warlock waved a
hand and they found themselves in a familiar location - Magneto's floating
space station - Avalon.
It was their final confrontation with Magneto before he gained
his cosmic powers (*) and tried to insinuate himself into the Earth's
electro-magnetic spectrum (**).
Wolverine's adamantium had just been ripped from his body, and
as Scott and Susan watched, Xavier launched a massive psionic attack
on Magneto.
"Look," said Warlock,"Look past the physical and at the spiritual
instead."
They stared past Xavier and Magneto's physical bodies and saw
their souls. Xavier's glowing white form and Magneto's muddied, gray
one.
Except Xavier's wasn't totally white and pure, the white glow
was hiding a blackness.
"The darkness of Xavier's soul, hiding behind the pure white of
his good intentions," said Warlock,"Xavier thought he could bury his
darker impulses in his good work, but you can't just bury that type of
thing, you have to deal with it and expunge it by facing it."
As Xavier took control of Magneto's body the darkness within
the Professor eagerly reached out and embraced the muddied soul
of Magneto. As Xavier forced Magneto to use his powers to send the
remnants of Avalon out into the far reaches of space, the muddied soul
was ripped from Xavier's darkside... but not totally.
Xavier's darkness swallowed up the muddied dregs of soul it had
captured and then pulled free from Xavier's shining avatar, forming
a basically humanoid shape.
"What have I done?" cried Xavier, dropping to his knees. Scott
had never known about this part, the Professor had never told him about
this,"What gave me the right to do that?"
Suddenly his head shot up and stared directly at the newly born
creature that would be known as Onslaught.
"Who are you?" snapped Xavier.
"You will forget," hissed a dark voice, soulless and corrupt,
reveling in it's dark nature,"Until I am strong enough to stand on my
own."
Xavier cried out, his head snapped back and his eyes rolled back
in his head, then he collapsed to the ground. Onslaught chuckled and slid
himself into Xavier, hiding inside the powerful psi, having knocked him
into a coma he would not recover from for weeks. Even during the coma,
when his mind was free and unfettered to roam about the world, helping
his X-Men, he had no recollection of what Onslaught was.
They were back in the white.
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"You understand now Onslaught's origins," said Warlock,"It's
formation was accidental, only possible because of Xavier's powerful
telepathy and the momentary dropping of his repressed desires to deal
with Magneto. It only managed to stay alive by staying hidden within
Xavier and quietly gathering it's strength, when Magneto returned to
Earth Onslaught was easily able to use Xavier's powers to slip inside his
mind and direct him unconsciously to fulfill it's own objectives. That
was how it gained the means to survive without hosting itself inside
Xavier or Magneto."
"How?" asked Susan.
"You still do not remember?" asked Warlock, looking surprised,"I
had no idea Onslaught could repress the memory and identity of your son
to the entire world without at least you regaining the memory."
"My son?" gasped Susan, her eyes widening,"Oh my.... Franklin!"
"Of course," cried Scott,"How could I have forgotten you had a
child?"
"Onslaught's doing," said Warlock, he turned to Susan,"Your
child's remarkable reality-altering powers allow it a physical presence.
By keeping Franklin, Xavier, Magneto, X-Man, Cable and until recently
Legion within it's essence it has access to huge amounts of power."
"Until recently Legion?" asked Scott.
"Legion was a psionic reconstruction of the last remaining residue
of Legions power and memory, especially strong in the Isreal area. X-Man
could only create it for so long, but by using Franklin's reality-bending
powers it was able to bolster his bodies strength and allow himself to
open temporal vortexes in the timestream."
"My son," repeated Susan in disbelief.
"My work here is done," said Warlock,"I return you to Earth now,
I cannot help you in your task but I hope you understand now what must
be done."
"I don't think I do," replied Scott.
"You do, but you can't admit it to yourself, either of you."
"Then explain," said Scott, his mind not letting him see the
truth.
"Onslaught is linked to the souls of Xavier and Magneto," said
Warlock,"And it is possible that it is now linked to Franklin's soul
as well... to kill Onslaught you may just have to kill them all. Xavier,
Magneto AND Franklin."
-
The Hulk pulled his head out of the water with a grunt.
"Dammit, not here again."
Beside him, Nightcrawler shook his head and body about, like
a dog trying to dry itself.
"I hate getting my fur wet," he said.
All about them, the members of the X-Men, Fantastic Four and
Avengers who had gone through the Age Of Apocalypse and then returned to
this real world pulled themselves from the water.
"Watch out for 'gators," muttered The Hulk,"They grow real big
around here."
Blink was pulling Sabretooth from the water, the large mutant
was still unconscious.
"The hell with this," Blink cursed, then blinked them out of the
water and into the swampgrass.
"Where are we?" asked Captain America, looking dignified and
noble even knee-deep in swampwater.
"Someplace smelly," muttered Thor,"Where is Doom? Where
is Apocalypse?"
"Doom is here," muttered the Latverian Monarch, he floated above
the water with his armored arms crossed over his chest.
"So when do we fight Apocalypse?" asked Spiderman,"Coz if I don't
get this costume to the cleaners soon the stains just won't come out!"
"Forget Apocalypse, forget Onslaught," muttered Doom quietly, and
for the first time they realized how angry he was, his body was actually
shaking in rage,"I leave you to deal with the mad creature as best you
are able, I really don't care which of you wins."
With a white glow he disappeared.
"Typical," muttered The Thing,"Can't trust the guy as far as I
could spit him."
Collecting together out off the swampwater, which The Hulk told
them was Florida Swamplands, they took stock. They were :
Rogue, Gambit, Captain America, The Thing, Blink, Nightcrawler,
Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, Jamie Madrox, Spiderman, The Hulk, Thor and
the unconscious Sabretooth.
"Where's Cyke?" asked Rogue.
"Where's Suzie?" asked The Thing.
"For that matter," said Madrox,"Where's Deadpool? I haven't seen
him since Onslaught opened the temporal vortex."
"I can't speak for Deadpool," said Cyclops, appearing as if
from nowhere,"But me and The Invisible Woman are here."
"Where'd you come from?" asked The Hulk suspiciously.
"Warlock was showing us how Onslaught came to be," said Cyclops
with a grimace,"He told us what we have to do to defeat it."
"What?" asked The Thing,"Suzy? What's the matter?"
The Invisible Woman looked furious, suddenly she raised her
head to the sky and screamed out.
"ONSLAUGHT!!! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!"
"Whoa!" cried The Thing, stepping back.
"Hell hath no fury," muttered The Hulk.
A low chuckling suddenly seemed to surround them, coming from
all directions all at once.
"STOP THIS PARLOR TRICK BULLSHIT AND FACE US!" Susan screamed
at the air.
- Very well, - whispered Onslaught in their minds, and suddenly
it was there, as if it always had been.
Once more it stood close to twenty feet tall, looking huge and
menacing.
Susan Richards was not daunted, she stormed forward angrily,
fists clenched at her sides and a determined look on her face.
"Give me back my son you son of a bitch!" she yelled at it,"Right
now!"
"Do you think," said Onslaught, it's voice indicating a
smile,"That I will fall before the power of your maternal love?"
She smashed him backwards several steps with a gigantic blast
of an invisible forcefield.
"Bravo," laughed Onslaught,"You won't be so lucky again, I can
assure you."
"Everybody!" cried Scott,"We need to concentrate an attack on
it! Enough to crack the armor even the smallest amount!"
Onslaught's head snapped up from Susan as it guessed Scott's
strategy, it dived into Cyclop's mind and confirmed it.
"NO!" it cried,"YOU WILL NOT SUCCEED!"
But despite it's increased mass, Onslaught had still not recovered
from the battle in Apocalypse's stronghold, where it had waged a war on
two fronts, against the mutants and heroes as well as The Eurasian Fleet.
Normally it would have frozen them with it's psionic energy, but it was
weakened from it's exertions. Instead it went on the defensive as the
collected heroes and mutants charged it, smashing at it's armor with
all their strength, not knowing what Scott's strategy was but trusting
his leadership.
Rogue smashed at it's armor with her considerable strength, Gambit
smashed it with deck after deck of kinetically charged cards, Captain
America used his enhanced strength to smash his Shield against the armor,
The Thing's rocky fists pounded into it's leg while Blink's dimensional
blades skidded off the armor, leaving small blemishes that quickly became
scratches. Nightcrawler bamfed all about it, punching and kicking,
trying to teleport pieces of it's armor away. Quicksilver zipped here and
there about it, his fists moving at superspeed while his sister - The
Scarlet Witch - threw destructive hexbolts at it. Jamie Madrox duplicated
himself over and over again and attempted to hold Onslaught down to give
the others better access. Spiderman pressed his hands against the armor,
concentrated on sticking to the red metal and then began pulling, trying
to rip chunks of it off. Thor smashed Mjolnir against The Onslaught's
chestplate again and again, doing the most damage, each time he pulled the
mystical Uru hammer away Cyclops would blast the damaged area with his
optic blasts.
Onslaught swung his arms about, trying to grasp at the quickly
moving heroes and mutants. It was strictly fighting defensively, trying
to hold back it's energy for a massive psi-bolt that would knock them all
out and give it time to recuperate it's strength. Having fought them
already while holding off the Eurasian Fleet, plus opening temporal
vortexes through time had taken it's toll.
The Hulk held back with Susan, who was waiting for a crack to
open in Onslaught's armor.
"What are you doing?" she cried to The Hulk,"Help them!"
"I'm waiting!" roared back The Hulk, who had been in these swamps
before and knew what inhabited it.
"What for?" she cried.
"For it to be afraid!" cried The Hulk.
Onslaught swung Captain America away with a fling of one of it's
mighty arms, smashed the ground behind Quicksilver, rippling the earth
and knocking the speedster to his face. It smashed Rogue away with a
backhand and used it's magnetic powers to bring Thor's body to a halt.
It kicked The Thing away and grabbed Spiderman's weblines, flinging the
webslinger through the air. Using it's psychic powers it located the
real Madrox and smashed him, causing his duplicates to be reabsorbed into
his body. Nightcrawler was flung into The Scarlet Witch, knocking them
both into the water while Blink's mind was taken over with Onslaught's
weakening psychic powers and her blinking powers manipulated to blink
her far off in the swamps.
"What good are your strategies now?" Onslaught laughed, pointing
at Cyclops, who stood alone,"My armor is dented yes, but not opened even
a crack!"
"Excuse moi, mes'ami," said a voice in a horrendously overdone
French accent.
"What?" snapped Onslaught, turning it's head ninety degrees to
find itself staring at a man in a blue and white striped shirt with hair
parted slickly down the middle and thin, curly mustaches.
" 'Ello," said the man, who was carrying a briefcase,"I represent
de French Government, we 'eard dat you were t'inking of taking over de
world and would like to take dis opportunity to surrender to you, totally
and completely unconditionally."
"What is this?" growled Onslaught.
"NOW TERRY!" cried the Frenchman.
A sonic scream smashed into Onslaught's dented chestplate, knocking
the startled creature back several steps, surprising it into momentarily
dropping it's guard and releasing it's magnetic hold over Thor.
The Thunder God immediately threw Mjolnir into
Onslaught's chestplate with all his strength even as Deadpool dropped
his image inducer disguise and blasted with his guns at the same point
on the chestplate. Expending more energy to defend against these attacks,
Onslaught's mass and height shrank down until it was not much larger than
The Hulk. It fell back several steps towards the water as Cyclops blasted
the same point on it's chestplate again, The Onslaught could feel it's
armor weakening, saw that Cyclop's strategy was falling into place and
it felt a moment of fear.
Which was all that was needed.
Emerging from the Swamp Water, drawn by Onslaught's fear, a fear
which caused it pain, came The Man-Thing. The shambling monstrosity
plunged forward through the water and launched itself into the air,
it's hand clasping down on the back of Onslaught's head, the head of a
being that knew fear.
And whomever knows fear shall burn at The Man-Thing's touch.
The crimson helmet burst into flame, for the first time
illuminating the inside of the helmet's impenetrable shadows. Inside it
was empty, nothing but glowing blue eyes.
"He's nothing!" cried Cyclops,"Without it's prisoner's it can't
exist!"
"All right!" growled The Hulk, the moment he'd been waiting for
had arrived,"CLEAR A PATH!"
Even the headstrong Thor moved aside as The Hulk charged foward
at full speed towards Onslaught, which was trying to tear Man-Thing away
but only being able to tear away chunks of the swamp creature's mass.
It's eye's saw Hulk at the last moment, and it was too late to
do anything about it.
"NNNNNGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!" cried The Hulk as he swung one mighty,
green arm and smashed it into Onslaught's chestplate, creating a large
series of cracks in the weakened red armor.
"Step aside!" cried Susan, who had been waiting for this moment.
As The Hulk leaped aside, The Invisible Woman pried into the
cracks with her invisible forcefields and began prying them apart, making
them grow larger.
Onslaught pitched forward, throwing Man-Thing off of it, and
slammed it's giant hands against the chestplate, trying to push the
cracks back together.
- Forget it, asswipe! - growled a voice in Onslaught's head, and
then psionic energy burst from inside the armor, aiding Susan's forcebeams
and ripping the chestplate into pieces.
The X-Man burst out of his prison, with Onslaught weakened and
no longer concentrating on holding it's prisoners, he'd been able to
grab at the light of hope and pull himself out, removing a great deal
of Onslaught's might.
He turned about and smashed one t.k charged fist back into the
black mass beneath the armor, then ripped Cable out of the dark goo
with a loud grunt of exertion.
"NOOOO!!!" screamed Onslaught, and the The Hulk, his hands joined
together to form one huge, green fist, pounded into the soulless creatures
neck and knocked it down onto it's face.
"GIVE ME BACK MY SON!" screamed Susan, and with a mercilessness
she'd never shown before smashed her forcefield through the now weakened
armor of it's back.
"NO!" screamed Onslaught,"HE IS MINE!"
It was a battle of wills, a mothers against a monsters as the
two powerful beings grasped for Franklin Richards.
"I WILL NOT SURRENDER HIM!" screamed Onslaught.
"HE'S MY SON!" cried Susan.
And then with a gigantic ripping noise, Franklin Richards was
ripped from the insides of The Onslaught and pulled forward into Susan's
waiting arms. She hugged him tightly and he hugged her back, crying
loudly.
- Scott! - said a voice in Cyclop's mind, - You know what you
have to do! -
"Professor?" cried Scott.
- Yes, Scott, - replied Xavier, - You have to do it! For all our
sakes! -
"There must be another way?" cried Cyclops.
- There isn't! We are bound inextricably to Onslaught... we ARE
Onslaught, as long as we live, so does he. You must do it! -
- Yes, Summers! - cried a new voice, Magneto's, - Do it! I was
prepared to fight for freedom and equality for our people, but if this
monster has it's way no one will have the will to fight or, like Xavier,
decide not to fight! DO IT! -
- DO IT! - cried Xavier.
"X-Men," Scott said, closing his eyes and giving the order to the
now recovered heroes,"Everyone, hit him with everything you've got!
ATTACK!!"
End Part 36/37
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