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Age Of Onslaught
Part 37/37
And they did... their hearts heavy with sorrow and rage, the
symphony of their powers building to a mighty crescendo as they
hit Onslaught's struggling form with everything they had. And then
the crescendo ended and was replaced by a giant explosion as the
collected psionic, magnetic and reality altering energy stored inside
of it was released.
To defeat the greatest threat the world had ever known, two men
who had always held the same goal but differing philosophies
stood together, prepared to sacrifice themselves, to allow their very
existence to be wiped out by those they'd known, laughed and loved with.
No longer would the world know fear from Magneto, but they would never
again have the chance to see his inner nobility, his great dream for him
and his kind to live free of persecution. No longer would Xavier be there
to guide his X-Men, to preach his message and dream of hope for a peaceful
unity between man and mutant.
No longer.
They died so that Onslaught, the sum of their darkest fears and
desires, would be no longer.
And he was.
Where the mighty monster had been was now nothing but scorched
earth, the last mark of The Onslaught that had threatened to wash over
the entire world.
The Man-Thing stumbled to it's feet, no longer interested in
the proceedings, and shambled away into the swamps, disappearing beneath
the water.
Cyclops dropped to his knees, closed his eyes and said goodbye
to a man who had been like a father to him.
Susan Richards clung to her son, who had long since ceased crying
and stared up at his mother with wide eyes.
"What's the matter, Mom?" he asked,"Didn't the good guys win?"
"Yes," she replied, tears running down her cheeks,"It's a different
kind of crying."
And also, she felt a moment of sadness for those left behind in
The Age Of Apocalypse, which would have ceased to exist by now. Even
though they were better off living in this world, never having known The
AOA had happened, she couldn't help but feel that they weren't the same
person, that the people she'd left behind had been unique.
-
"Well, Eternity?" asked Warlock,"Have I performed my mission
adequately?"
ADEQUATELY, replied Eternity,IT IS NOT OVER YET.
Warlock raised an eyebrow.
"I ended The Age Of Apocalypse, I showed the humans how to defeat
Onslaught, what more do you want?"
Eternity said nothing.
-
Franklin, seeing his mother's sadness, wanted to do something to
help. As he hugged her he wished to himself that somehow he could fix
whatever it was that made her sad.
And his barely awoken powers responded.
"Don't worry, Mom," he murmured sleepily, tired by his exertions
even though he didn't know what he'd done... on a conscious level at
least,"Juba Lee will be fine."
He fell asleep in her arms.
-
"Where'd everyone go?" asked Jubilee.
"I am not sure, liebchen," said Nightcrawler, looking about,"But
I get the strangest feeling that we've seen the last of any of our self
imposed dictators."
"Hallelujah," muttered Robbie.
The Crystallization Wave washed over the Universe, then kept
going, leaving it behind.
"What was that?" asked Weapon X, looking about.
"I'm not sure," said Jean Grey,"Something strange... but nowadays
that's not so strange."
"We better get down to the lower levels," said Radius, looking
through the hole in the wall at The Eurasian Fleet approaching,"Before
The Euro's blast us all to Kingdom Come."
"A superlative idea," muttered Shaman, helping a groaning Banshee
to his feet,"Come."
Marrow grabbed Radius by the hand (his forcefield had still not
returned, good riddance he thought to himself) and pulled him close to
her body, protectively.
"Stay close to me, pretty boy," she said,"I'll keep you safe."
The humans and mutants moved easily together, brought together
by strife and fear, to safety.
-
NOW YOUR MISSION IS DONE, said Eternity to Warlock,I DID NOT
WANT MY ESSENCE ALTERED, BUT IT IS IMPORTANT I EVOLVE. THE MULTIVERSE
WILL EXPAND ACCORDINGLY TO MY DESIRES.
"You wanted the real Universe and The Age Of Apocalypse
to co-exist?" cried Warlock incredulously,"And you were willing to put
us through all that in the hope that one small boy would unconsciously
help you evolve?"
YES, replied Eternity simply.
"I don't think I'll ever understand you," the golden skinned
man muttered.
YOU'RE NOT MEANT TO.
Warlock turned to leave, to slip out of the whiteness and return
to Monster Island, then he turned back.
"Eternity, you didn't have to use me as your agent in all this,
you could have got Roma or even Quasar... why me? Are you preparing me
for something?"
Eternity opened it's mouth, then shook it's head.
EVEN YOU, ADAM WARLOCK, HAVE TO WAIT TO FIND OUT WHAT'S NEXT, the
embodiment of all that is replied,GOODBYE, WARLOCK.
And he was back on Monster Island.
---------
Epilogue.
---------
This time they did not make love in a tent, but in their own
beds in The Falls Edge Facility where X-Factor made their home.
"It's only a temporary thing," Valerie Cooper had stressed to
them,"After all, you are an outlaw group."
"Strange," Scott Summers said to his wife, Jean Grey,"I don't
feel like a outlaw after saving first the Universe and then the world."
"With a little help," replied Jean with a smile, not letting
her husband's ego get too big.
"Yeah," he replied with a smile, holding his thumb and forefinger
barely apart,"Just a little."
"My, my, there's hope for you yet, was that a joke?"
They laughed together.
From the moment he'd returned she'd known, the flux in the astral
plane had mysteriously disappeared and their mindlink had re-opened as
strong as ever. She and the other heroes and mutants had gotten into
the Quin-Jet and she'd led them to Florida, where their missing compatriots
had been waiting, informed by Scott that they were coming.
Reed had been shocked by the appearance of his son, the blocked
memory returning the moment he'd seen him. After holding his sleeping
child for a great length of time he'd run sensor sweeps of everything,
remarking at the large psionic residue in the air, particularly over
the scorched area of earth by the swampwater. Eventually they'd gone
their seperate ways, Spiderman claiming that his wife was going to kill
him for being in Florida without her. They'd laughed, not realizing that
he wasn't joking.
Now, a week after Onslaught's defeat, things seemed remarkably
like they had been before everything had happened. The only differences
were that now they had a real roof over their heads and Jean's telepathy
was restored. She claimed that Onslaught had been using Xavier's skills
to manipulate the mind of every psi-potential on the planet, making
their telepathic messages circle and loop around. The astral plane
had never really been in flux, it's users had just been fooled into
thinking it was.
Scott smiled and leaned forward, kissing his wife lightly on
her ruby red lips. She raised her own head as their lips brushed against
each other, parting them slightly and kissing him back, and then they
were probing into each other mouths with their tongues. The kiss lasted
awhile, both of them enjoying not just the taste of each other, but the
fact that they were back together the way they were meant to be, that
sense of intense closeness and oneness that they always felt when they
were together.
When the kiss finally broke, Jean took a long breath groaned
happily, feeling his hand slide beneath the sheets of the bed and cupping
one of her large, firm breasts. His hand massaged and kneaded the firm,
round globe of her breast while her hand slid down between his boxer
shorts and encircled the base of his cockshaft. They kissed again,
pressing harder, his fingers rubbing at her erect nipples as her hand
slid up and down his aroused organ.
With more force than usual, Scott slid his tongue into her mouth
as he increased the pressure against her lips. He straddled her and she
unconsciously used her telekinetics to support his weight on her
stomach. This time the extra passion was not to relieve Jean's tension,
but a reaction of Scott's need after being seperated from her and yet
so close to her. He'd had to watch Jean Grey and Weapon X and their
obvious love for each other, knowing that on that world he had to let his
love for the beautiful redhead go. Also, she knew that he still felt a
great deal of unnecessary guilt over his part in the death of Xavier. His
rational mind understood it had been necessary, but his subconscious mind
kept coming back with the traditional what if's? and maybe if I's? This
lovemaking was a way of putting all that aside and feeling safe in the
arms of a woman who was a constant in his life, someone he could always
depend on and love.
She had always loved being on top, and he wasn't too surprised
when she rolled to them over so that now she was straddling him, her
firm naked body as exciting to him as the first time he'd walked into
his room and found her lying naked in bed, waiting for him. (*)
He was happy to lay back and let her take control, staring up at her
beautiful face framed by shoulder-length red hair, her slender neck
sloping down to full, firm breasts with small, erect nipples. Her narrow
waist widening out at the hips and moving down to long, luscious legs.
Between her thighs rested the greatest treasure of all, her magnificent
vagina, pink lips shaven free of hair with only a small rectangle of red
pubic hair above it. He only wished he could get a look at her
magnificent ass, the smooth white globes never failed to get a rise out
of his cock.
She smiled slyly at her husband, then ran her fingernails up
and over the underside of her breasts, lightly flicking her nipples. She
gave a small shudder of delight and her smile grew wide to match Scott's.
She began playing with her nipples, making small circles against the
hard, pink nubs. With that same sly grin on her face her hand cupped
the underside of her breast and lifted it, by bringing her head down
and pushing out her tongue, she was able to lightly lick her nipples,
making them glisten with a combination of sweat from the heated confines
of the tent and her own saliva.
Scott let out a little moan and Jean knew that if she leant
back even a little bit she would feel his hard cock press against her,
no sooner did the thought cross her mind then she did so, loving the
heat of the head of his dick against her flesh.
"Come on, Jean," he moaned,"You known what I want!"
Jean smiled, ignored his unspoken (verbally at least) request
and leaned forward so that her breasts hung just within his mouth's reach.
"Hey," she said,"You know they taste nice!"
Scott reached up and closed his hands around her round, firm
globes of tit-flesh, despite their apparent firmness they were still
pliant. Lifting his head he took one erect nipple in his mouth and
lightly sucked on it, his tongue making small circles of saliva around
her nipples. Jean moaned happily and slid a finger down between her
thighs, where her vagina was coating his stomach with her juices. She
lifted her ass slightly and slid her fingers between her pink pussylips,
fingering herself as her husband sucked on her tits.
He lifted himself into a sitting position and wrapped his arms
around his beautiful wife, still playing with her nipples with his tongue,
alternating between each one, leaving the nipples and a small circle of
flesh around each one glistening with saliva.
"Okay," she said,"Time for little Scott to get his dinner."
"Who said he was little?" grunted Scott in mock grumpiness.
She giggled and kissed him, then slid her fingers back from out
of her pussy, but kept them down there, parting her lips. Then she raised
her ass and slid back slightly, Scott loosening his grip on her to make
it a bit easier.
Then with practiced ease she lowered herself down onto his cock.
They both moaned happily, him at the feel of her velvety pussy
parting around his dick and also the friction of her fingers as inch
after inch of his cock sunk into her tight cunt. She at the glorious
feeling as he filled her completely, making them one together.
She gripped his shoulders and leaned forward, kissing him again,
not so long this time but with as much passion. Their tongues twined
against each other, then they broke apart. Holding onto his shoulders
she began to slide up and down, gently rising and falling, her cunt
sliding up and down his now lubricated cock, which glistened with her
cuntjuices. Her tits rose and fell, up and down, dropping sweat off her
erect nipples as she slid up and down, her cunt slapping against the base
of his dick with each downswing.
She gyrated her hips, making little circles which made
the sensations running through each their laps even more intense. Her
moans seemed timed to his, which was only natural, considering that
they had never grown tired of each other in bed and had had a long time
to know each other's bodies inside out.
"Oh Jean," he moaned,"So good, so good!"
"I know....huhhh yes... I know what you like," she cried, pounding
up and down faster and faster, her ass pounding against his thighs, her
cunt against his cock and they both knew they were on the brink.
"Just as much as you!" he moaned,"Oh Jean, it feels so good!"
The sight of her tits bouncing up down, the feel of her pussy
around his cock, the look of lust on her face, even the way her hair got
sweaty and plastered against her face turned him on so much. He didn't
need to describe this to her, via their mindlink she knew it all already.
It was via this same mindlink that he felt her pleasure, felt the
steadily building intensity of her oncoming orgasm, felt the same feelings
she felt.
He wouldn't be able to hold much longer, and he didn't have
to, all he had to do was hold off cumming, prolonging the pleasure that
came before orgasm, until she was ready to cum as well. He held her in
his arms, staring into her eyes as she bounced up and down, her cunt
clasping his cock tightly.
Jean knew he was holding it off, and she knew that her own orgasm
was fast coming, she didn't try to hold it back, the steadily building
pleasure was already more than she could handle. The tenseness was just
brilliant. She lifted her ass up higher than before and then dropped
back down, buffering the impact with her telekinesis so she felt only
the pleasure, none of the pain.
She did this several times, each time grinding her cunt against
the base of his cock before lifting back up, her cuntlips pulling out
as if they didn't want to release the fat cock inside of her.
"I can feel it, I can feel it coming!" she cried, her eyes half
closed,"I'm going to cum Scott, can you feel it."
Scott nodded, his own eyes closing behind the visor, feeling the
intensity of their coupling, the feel of her pussy around his cock and
the sensations of the clasping cuntlips everytime she rose and fell was
driving him to the limits.
"THIS IS IT!" they screamed together.
Juices exploded from within Jean, a small spray managing to
free itself past her tightly clasping cunt, the rest held in by the
effecting plug of Scott's cock. At the same time as this, as her cuntlips
squeezed down even tighter than before, Scott was grunting and firing his
sperm deep into her vagina. Jean's cunt ground hard down as he pushed
his own hips up and they stayed that way for a long time, trying to
keep the pleasure going as long as possible.
Finally their sweaty bodies relaxed and Scott fell backwards,
pulling Jean with him. Her tits pressed against his muscular chest and
she smiled at him, still feeling his cock hard inside her, although soon
it would soften and come free, along with her contained pussyjuices.
"Wow," she said.
"Wow," he replied.
They both giggled.
It was good to be back.
(*) Scott and Jean's first time together is recounted in this
stories prequel - Herald Of Armageddon - available upon request from
me at : dimitri_resides@yahoo.com
-
Blink stood at the head of the driveway leading up to Professor
Xavier's Massachusetts Academy. She turned back to the man she had
brought with her, her rib still hurt but she figured the Academy's advanced
technology would help speed up the healing process.
"Are you sure you won't come in?" she asked him,"You don't have
to stay."
Victor Creed smiled at her, not the normal, sadistic smile the
inhabitants of this world associated with him, but a warm and charming
smile.
"Thanks for the offer, kid," he said,"But what I've learnt of
myself in this world indicates my presence wouldn't be appreciated in
there."
She rushed forward suddenly and hugged him, startling the powerful
mutant who awkwardly patted her back with one, large hand.
"I'm just glad Doom knocked me back to my senses," he said,"Who
knows what I might have done to any of you? And now I'm in this beautiful,
green world, I wish Rogue could have seen it."
"Reed Richards says the Multiverse has gotten larger," said
Blink,"I don't know how he knows, but he told Cyclops that it means that
somehow your world still exists... maybe Rogue will get a chance to make
it like this world?"
"If anyone could," said Creed with a far-off look in his
eyes,"She's the lady to do it."
He broke away from her and turned around, he turned his head
back once and smiled at her, and then he was off down the road, marveling
at the beautiful colors all about him that so many took for granted.
Blink sighed, turned about and headed up the driveway.
-
Reed Richards and Susan Richards stood in the doorway together,
staring at their sleeping son.
"I can't believe we forgot he even existed," Susan said, shaking
her head.
"Forget that, darling," Reed said, kissing her forehead,"Let's
just be happy that we're a family again."
"FLAMING MATCHSTICK!" they heard a dim roar of anger from The
Thing far on the other side of the building,"YOU TAPED OVER THE USUAL
SUSPECTS WITH MISS WORLD '98!!!"
Reed and Sue chuckled.
"Now, my dear," he said, sliding his hands around her waist and
placing his head on her shoulder,"Tell me about what you got up to with
Jubilee?"
"You aren't mad?" she asked, she'd told him about her lesbian
adultery the night after they returned from Four Freedoms Plaza.
"Not at all," he said with a smile, kissing her lightly on the
lips,"You were trapped in another Universe and under a great deal of
stress, for all you knew I was non-existant forever... just don't make
a habit of it," he smiled,"Or leave me and run off to join Generation X."
She laughed as he picked her up, carrying her down the hallway
towards their bedroom.
"Although the way things were turned upside down in that world,
I'm just glad you didn't end up sleeping with Doom!" he joked.
"Actually," she said with a wicked grin,"I might just tell you
some of the stories I heard about Madripoor."
-
Bastion stood looking out over the desert landscape, the sand
and hills looked almost blue in the clear moonlight.
"A beautiful night," he said,"A portent maybe? A sign that the
heavens are with us?"
Soon, Operation : Zero Tolerance would begin. It would have
started earlier if not for a serious setback with M-13.
They'd taken Xavier's seemingly mindless body from the ruins
of the Mansion he'd blown up to keep out of Bastion's clutches. Bastion
had hoped that Xavier would wake up and they'd be able to use him against
such threats to humanity like the X-Men, but just over a week ago it
had been reported that prisoner M-13's vital signs had disappeared, he
was dead.
When Bastion had come to check the body, there had been a smile
on the man's face.
-
It had taken Cable a week to get home, he'd had alot to deal
with, explaining to X-Factor just what had happened while he'd been
inside of Onslaught and suggesting ways they could safeguard against
a similar threat in the future.
Also he'd had to deal with Nate Grey, The X-Man, with the return
of their telepathy at full force the two had been in a great deal of
pain whenever they came in proximity to each other.
But now he was home.
He walked to the door, wishing that someone had answered the
phone whenever he'd rung, he'd wanted to assure Domino he was all right,
she must have been worried sick about him.
He opened the door and a giant, bursting at the seams, trashbag
was thrust into his hands.
"And where the hell have you been?" Domino asked with a dangerous
glint in her eyes and a rolling pin being thumped into her hand.
"Oh boy," said Cable.
-
He stared down at the wasted corpse, lying on the X shaped table,
machines uselessly trying to keep it alive. But it was pointless, the
thing that had once been Nathaniel Essex was dead, killed by Apocalypse
who had then met his own fate at the hands of Cable and the X-Men (*).
"You squandered your opportunities," the man said, then ordered
the machines to stop their misguided, ineffective ministrations,"There
is a glut of genetic material here and you wasted all your efforts on
Summers, and look where it got you."
He would be different, his purpose was to guide human development
to it's highest point. Nothing could be allowed to interfere with this
important work, the tree of human development had grown wild and heavy,
the quantity decreasing the quality. He would allow nothing to interfere
in his work now, he had to prune the genetic dead-ends away.
"Of course," he said,"There are those who will not understand
my grand cause, I suppose I must be prepared to combat them if... when,
we come up against each other."
Still, in a world without Apocalypse, Magneto or Xavier, his
work would largely proceed unchecked.
He once again congratulated himself on unlocking the secrets of
temporal energy to open up a temporal tunnel to Israel's past, a once only
trip that had burned out the raw material (The two Bishops) but let
him watch the events of twenty years ago unobserved, then slide through
the temporal vortex, unseen by the others.
Indeed, Sinister had a right to congratulate himself.
(*) - As recounted in Something Sinister This Way Comes, available
upon request from : dimitri_resides@yahoo.com
-
Dr Doom sat in his castle, angrily brooding.
He'd never been defeated before, only suffered setbacks, but
this time he'd been made to look a fool at the moment that should have
been his greatest triumph.
AND BY HIMSELF!
The most galling fact was that he couldn't get revenge, the
person who had beaten him, the AOA version of himself, was dead and
beyond his revenge. He knew that the AOA still existed, his scanners
and intricate measuring instruments told him the Multiverse had expanded
immensely, indicated The Age of Apocalypse now existed as a real alternate
Universe, and therefore had already branched off countless other
alternate realities of it's own. But Victor Von Doom, democratically
elected Monarch of Madripoor, was dead, gone on to his eternal reward.
"M...master," muttered one of his assistants.
Doom turned to glare at the man, not saying anything.
The wretched man gulped, gathered his courage and spoke.
"There is a.... scientist here."
"Why would Doom want to see another scientist?" muttered
Doom,"There are plenty here already, none of them capable of
understanding Doom's genius."
"Sir.... he's quite insistant."
Doom's interest was piqued, this man was scared of this
scientist almost as much as he was scared of Doom.
"Bring him in," he said.
Moments later, Dr Doom forgot all about his defeat, felt a new
series of plans fall into place.
"Hey Vic," said The Hulk, wearing a large, unbuttoned Hawaiian
shirt and sunglasses, carrying gigantic suitcases,"You filled that job
of mine yet?"
-
"I don't want to do it," Deadpool said, sulking.
They sat on top of a hill, overlooking the ocean, they were
in Ireland. Terry had said she wanted to see the land of her birth
as it had been in stories, green and vital.
"Come on, Wade," she said with a smile,"Stop being so daft and
take the silly thing off."
"Terry," he said,"Underneath this mask ain't a pretty sight,
my healing factor is constantly keeping my cancer in check and it mucks
up the skin pretty bad. At it's best I look like a dried up riverbed."
"Do ye think I care what ye look like?" she said with a smile,
she had her arms wrapped around his neck and her breasts were pressing
against his chest. He was trying very hard not to be achingly aware of
that little fact,"I ken who you are on the inside, and ye're a very
beautiful person."
She reached up and pulled his mask off, revealing his skin, which
at the moment was rocky and craggy, like a more human version of The
Thing. He closed his eyes and waited for the scream of terror, the
blanch of disgust.
Instead she kissed him, lightly on the lips.
"Ye daft twit," she said,"Are ye satisfied now that I love ye
no matter what?"
And in response, Wade waxed eloquent in his love and appreciation
for the Irish beauty, the love of his life.
"Guh."
END.
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