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        Avengers : Evolution 1.

        "Upstart?" asked the Fellow Of The Physical Discipline, stepping
up and touching fingers with his chosen leader in the traditional manner.
        "Hmmm?" asked Upstart, who had embraced the name that had been
meant as a derogatory comment when first used.  He stood in the midst of
the rubble of the battle with The Avengers, enjoying the
glorious atmosphere of conquest.
        "We have defeated the premiere heroes of this world, surely
your claim to leadership is secured? We should return to our brethren
and finalize your place before Insanis can..."
        "Insanis is finished," muttered Upstart,"Forget him, outside of
The Fantastic Four, there is no greater scalp than these Avengers, and
none more challenging than Captain America... who I defeated! My place
as the ultimate Master Of The Physical Discipline is secured."
        "Upstart, you are my master," agreed The Fellow,"But I would be
remiss to say that Insanis will seize on the fact that Captain America
held you to a draw for much of the battle, until he slipped on a rock
and left himself open for your attack."
        "What?" snapped Upstart angrily.
        "Getting angry at me won't solve matters, Upstart," replied The
Fellow calmly,"I simply tell you the facts."
        Upstart checked himself, taking a deep breath and closing his
eyes, settling his muscles and finding inner peace in the oneness between
his body and mind.
        "Your are right, you have never attempted to play games, as some
of the others have, your honesty will be rewarded when my time comes."
        He turned about and moved to the pile of rubble where Captain
America had finally fallen, and quickly pulled aside the debris and rocks,
wanting to pull the crushed corpse free and use it as a trophy to take
with him to show his brethren.
        "What is this?" he whispered, a smile crossing his face,"Aha! This
may yet prove diverting."
        There was nothing beneath the rubble, except a few torn scraps
of uniform.
        Captain America was gone.
        Upstart threw back his head and laughed, a wild sound that was more
animal than man.  As the other Fellows turned to stare at him in curiosity,
he dropped to his hands and knees and sniffed at the ground, his nostrils
flaring, his face taking on a hard, wolf-like cast.
        He leaped to his feet, his mouth wide, teeth bright and shiny
as he contemplated the upcoming hunt.
        "I will go, now, and prove myself as leader," he growled, loud
enough for the other six to hear him,"This Captain America is the best
the Old Humanity has to offer, and his defeat will pave the way for the
greatest of the New Humanity, ME!"
        He moved to go, but his trusted advisor placed a restraining
hand on his shoulder, checking him as he whispered in his ear.
        "We will do it anyway, but if you give the order to the men, their
affection and trust for you will grow as a powerful leader."
        "Of course," whispered Upstart, grinning fiercely,"You are ever
the calming influence, my friend."
        He turned to face the other five Fellows Of The Physical
Discipline.
        "You have done well, and defeated the mightiest of the
Old Humanity's heroes, take now the spoils of conquest! You have fought
to prove your dominance, now the fruits of battle are yours!"
        As the six cheered, pleased at the assertion of their physical
superiority, Upstart turned about, dropped to all fours and sped away
easily, leaping from pile of rubble to pile of rubble, grunting low in
his chest as he followed Captain America's scent.
        "Draw the crowd in close," ordered Upstart's Advisor to no one
in view, but as if a silent signal had been given, the shocked, far off
crowds of people stepped past the police barricades and began moving
towards them.  They were joined by the police who had been trying to hold
them back, even as reports of Police Stations around the city being
destroyed came in over their radios.
        They gathered in a circle around the battlefield, an invisible
line seeming to keep them from moving to close in.
        "Restrain the males," ordered Upstart's Advisor.  Moments later,
Iron Man, Vision and Justice were pulled roughly to their feet and slammed
against the shattered walls of the buildings on either side of the street.
The Fellows stepped back and watched in grim satisfaction as the walls
seemed to melt and twist, sucking in the three Avenger's arms and legs
before solidifying again.
        "The Mental Discipline do their work well," said one Fellow with
a smirk.
        "Bah!" snapped another,"I do not trust anything I can't see or
touch with my hands, these mind tricks are not to my taste."
        "They are effective enough," muttered Upstart's Advisor, walking
past them, his face grim and set as he approached the three unconscious
females.
        He stood over their unconscious bodies, running his eyes over
each one, appreciating the different charms of each beautiful woman.
        The Scarlet Witch had an exotic quality, her skin had an olive
cast to it, a swarthiness associated with the gypsy race she'd been
born to.  She was tall, with the firm, toned body of a dancer and long,
red ringlets of hair running down to her shoulders.  Her red cape was
torn and bedraggled beneath her, and somehow this dirty
background highlighted her own beauty and cleanliness.  His eyes ran over
her large breasts, barely held inside a red boustier that had several
small tears in it, exposing tantalizing glimpses of titflesh.
        Warbird was different, her body hard and firm without losing
her femininity.  Her life in the U.S Airforce and as an Avenger had seen
her train her body into a well oiled machine.  Her healthy appearance
hid a devastating disease, she was an alcoholic.
        She had firm, good sized breasts which would probably have been
larger had it not been for her muscle definition, which left very little
fat on her body, her long, sexy legs were mostly hidden by thigh high
black boots, but her costume only covered her crotch and half of her ass,
leaving her inner thighs exposed, even with the red sash she wore around
her waist.
        Finally, there was Firestar, the newest Avenger, a beautiful,
innocent redhead just barely out of her teens.  Her young body was not
as defined as the other two, but neither was she plump or undefined.  Her
body was sexy due to her very innocent appearance.  The skintight yellow
costume hugged her body tightly and a low v-neck cut down over her breasts,
exposing the inner curves of her tits.  She didn't like this new costume
and had planned to change it as soon as possible, it was a redesign of
one of the Wasp's old costumes, and she was nowhere near as comfortable
in flaunted her body as Janet Van Dyne was.
        For now, though, she was wearing it, and it only added fuel to
the fire of The Fellow's lust.
        "You three," snapped The Advisor, pointing at the leftmost three
Fellows,"You go first, get them warmed up, then you other two can join
in."
        "And yourself?" asked one, an impertinent young Fellow who had
only joined them recently,"What about you?"
        "I have my own plans," snapped The Advisor,"My counsel is only
for myself and Upstart, our Master."
        The young Fellow met his eye contact for a moment, simply to save
face, then dropped his gaze.  There was a pecking order within The Physical
Discipline, and besides, he had more exciting diversions in store for him.
        The crowd watched in shock at what happened next, but they were
powerless to turn away or intervene.  Their minds had easily
been overwhelmed by Fellows Of The Mental Discipline, acting in conjunction
with The Physical Discipline, as they always had, for reasons all their
own.
        A mental blast woke Warbird, her eyes snapping open, her body
instantly alert and aware as the Fellow crouched over her, reaching for
her neck.
        "FUCK!" she screamed, reaching up and blasting him full in the
face with an energy blast.  He just laughed, enjoying his manipulation,
letting her think she could actually stop this.  She didn't understand
the new rules in this brave new world they were living in, she had been
defeated in combat, now she was his to do with as he pleased.
        He gripped her costume by the neck, and before she could react
or punch out, he tore it away, exposing her breasts to both he and his
Fellows and also the crowd.
        "Bastard!" she screeched and lashed out with as much strength
as she could muster, not even phasing him.  In her anger and shock she
was reduced to instinct, forgetting her formidable powers and
just attacking with brute force, which was next to useless against him.
        He laughed at her futile attempts to stop him and gripped her
by the back of the neck, lifting her up and forcibly kissing her as he
groped her breasts.  Her eyes grew wide in shock, and then she bit down
on his lip, breaking the skin as she tried to hurt him.
        He pulled away, blood dribbling from his broken lip, and smiled
madly, his teeth stained with blood.
        "Kinky bitch, aren't you," he laughed.
        "You son of a bitch!" Warbird roared, and fire blasted from her
eyes into his face.  The moment it cleared, she stared in shock at his
laughing face, his lip now healed, the blood gone.
        He pushed his forearm against her shoulders and pressed her back
down into the ground, his free hand sliding down past the tattered remains
of her costume, between her legs where he cupped her hot cuntmound, feeling
her blond pubic hair against his palm and the hot wetness of her cunt
around his fingers.
        "Let me go you asshole!" she growled at him, struggling to free
herself, but her own strength useless against his own.
        "You don't understand, darling," he breathed into her face, inches
from his own now,"We beat you, you're ours now, mine! You're the fruits
of our conquest!"
        "You crazy asshole, LET ME GO!!"
        "Yelling won't make it happen, whore," he laughed, sliding his
fingers over her cunt,"You see, my Fellows and I have attained the ultimate
physical perfection.  We've evolved to the most adaptive end of the human
physicality, now anything we want, our bodies provide for us.  If we want
to breath underwater, our bodies adapt so we can separate oxygen from
hydrogen, if we want to fly, our body shifts the space between our cells
and expands it till we become lighter than air.  If we want to walk through
walls, the density of our molecules change, if we need sustenance, our
body adapts to convert solar energy into biological energy... and most
especially, if we want to fuck, our body creates pheromones that drive
our partners mad with desire."
        "You're a fucking nutjob!" growled Warbird, squirming beneath
him, trying desperately to ignore the growing sensation in her crotch.  To
her disbelief, her juices were flowing strongly, her hip was making
involuntary hunching thrusts against his palm.
        "You can already feel it, baby," whispered The Fellow,"You're
juices are beginning to flow, your skin is flushing, your mind is becoming
erotically charged with desire, with need."
        "FUCKER!" she screamed, blasting his face with bolts from her
eyes again, again to no effect.
        Her legs were parting along the ground, the sunbaked concrete
felt so good on her ass, the rough gravel scratching an itch she hadn't
felt before.
        "In fact," whispered The Fellow,"A friend of mine in my head is
telling me that you're an alcoholic, did you know I can make my body
transfer a chemical through my sperm that'll change your psychological
need for alcohol into a psychological need for sex, with anyone, at
anytime, in anyway?"
        She increased her struggles, desperately trying to get free,
again unsuccessfully.  Her breasts were bouncing and moving about on
her chest, her nipples hard and erect, light sweat glistening over her
body as it involuntarily reacted to the pheromones he was producing.
        His fingers thrust into her cunt, three digits poking and twisting
inside of her vagina, slick with her juices and cream.  He licked the side
of her face and she cried out in fearful disbelief as the gravity of her
situation finally caved in on her.  She'd been beaten, and now she was
going to be raped, raped by this freak and his friends, mad with delusions
of grandeur.
        - It doesn't have to be rape, - said a voice in her head, - Why
don't you just lie back and enjoy it, Carol? -
        The voice wasn't hers, it couldn't be! It must have been this
'friend in his head' he'd mentioned, some kind of telepath who might be
trying to subvert her into going along with this.
        Her legs had spread wide open now, and suddenly his fingers were
pulling free of her cunt, leaving her feeling empty and alone.  Her cunt
clenched down and she actually heard herself gasp in disappointment, hating
herself for her weakness.
        He ripped his toga away, it was an item of clothing that should
have made him look ridiculous, like some kind of college kid.  But instead
he looked like a hard warrior, like one of the Romans before their race
had become soft and sick with debauchery.
        His cock was nothing too impressive, only a little above average
length and width, but his demeanor and confidence belied that.  He was
obviously confident in his ability, and somehow this frightened her all
the more.
        "Listen, let me go and I'll do you a deal," she gasped, trying to
fight the powerful needs emanating from her crotch,"I promise we won't
come after you."
        "Silly bitch," laughed The Fellow, then grabbed his cock in his
hand and, without a moments hesitation, rammed it balls deep into Carol
Danvers' cunt.
        "NOOOOOOO!!!!" she screamed out, even as her cunt clenched down
and her body flushed with desire.  Until this moment she had believed that
she could escape, that this wouldn't happen to her.  She was an Avenger,
Avenger's weren't raped, were they?
        "Shhh, baby, just lie back and enjoy it," The Fellow whispered,
at the same moment Wanda and Angel cried out, just as she had.  She didn't
want to look, but she did, and bit back a sob when she saw The Scarlet
Witch being fucked up against the wall, right beside her former husband,
The Vision, and in front of them, Firestar on all fours, getting fucked
doggystyle while a Fellow stood in front of her face, stroking his cock
and preparing to push it into her mouth.  Both women were flushed and
sweating, and Carol could see Angel was starting to thrust her ass back
against her fucker, even as tears rolled down her cheeks.
        Carol struggled to control her treacherous body as her open legs
bounced up and down, The Fellow's cock thrusting eagerly in and out of
her pussy.
        "No," gasped Carol, too weak to fight the desire washing through
her body anymore.  Why bother? he was inside of her now, she might as
well just like back, lie back and....
        - And enjoy it? -
        He grunted with each hard thrust into her cunt, no longer bothering
to hold her shoulders down.  Now his hands played with her firm, pert
breasts, stroking and twisting her erect nipples, causing involuntary
moans to escape her lips as he raped her, forcing her to enjoy what he
was doing to her.
        Her body shook with each rough thrust into her cunt, his lifted
his mouth from her breasts and actually licked her parted lips before
driving his tongue into her mouth, invading her there as well.  Carol
felt his tongue slide between her lips and instinctively began to suck
on it, like it was a cock.  She stopped almost instantly, realizing what
she was doing.  She let out a weak moan of denial at what was happening to
her, even as he pulled his tongue from her mouth and began nuzzling her
neck, sending more and more pulses of erotic pleasure throughout her sexy,
athletic body.
        Once again his mouth found her nipples, and he lapped and sucked
at the hard, erect nubbins, the thrusts of his cock becoming faster, his
thighs slapping loudly against hers, the noise embarrassingly loud, but
blessedly muting the involuntary moans of pleasure she was beginning to
make.  What made this worse was that it was all being seen, crowds of
people that had just that morning been cheering and applauding this new
team of Avengers were now watching them being raped right here in the
city street.
        Carol's hips were shuddering, her thighs slack and unresistant
now as The Fellow's own slapped against her cunt again and again.  His
smile was fierce and intense as he rammed his meat into Carol's cunt,
making her scream in a mixture of denial and pleasure, her fingers now
clawing at the rough ground as he fucked her hard in front of all these
people.
        She bit her lower lip in an attempt to stop the squeals
of pleasure issuing from her mouth.  She could feel his cock swelling
inside of her cunt and groaned in fear as she felt her own orgasm building.
        - Please just let him get it over with, please don't make me cum,
right here in front of all these people, pleaseohpleaseohpleaseplease! -
        But her denials were pointless, the sexual stimuli was too much,
mixed with the pheromones his body was producing, her own willpower was
no match for the chemical reaction occuring.
        "Oh fuck NO!" she screamed, her body locking up, her back arching
and her cunt thrusting against his cock as her cunt seized down on it,
milking and squeezing his fuckmeat again and again as she came.  Her tits
bounced up and down as her body shook and quivered through her orgasm,
her teeth gritting as she hissed through them, crying out in shame,
pleasure, disbelief and lust.
        Her juices creamed out of her cunt, all around his cock,
splattering onto her hips and his, down over her firm asscheeks and
onto the hot ground.
        "Good bitch," hissed The Fellow, then slammed his cock hard
against her orgasming cunt and ground against her hips, his balls pressing
firmly against her compacted asscheeks,"Good...UH! fucking HUH! bitch!!"
        He blasted his cum into her cunt, charged with an extra chemical
produced by his adaptive body which would make her crave being fucked, to
get more sperm inside of her body.  If he fucked her again, it would
drive her mad with pleasure as the chemicals of his own body would react
with the implanted chemicals in her own.
        She lay panting on the ground, tits rising and falling heavily
as she tried to adjust to what had just happened.  She'd been raped,
raped by a member of a group of strangers who had defeated The Avengers
like they were nothing... and she had orgasmed, she had enjoyed it.
        - NO! - her mind screamed, - It was a forced chemical reaction,
you can overcome it, dammit! You're Carol Danvers, not some weak willed
women who goes all swooney when she gets dicked by some loser in a toga! -
        And yet, had it really been that bad? She'd gotten drunk and
been fucked against walls in the back alley of bars before, for fucks
sake.  She'd even been gang banged a couple of times and just laughed it
off, putting it down to too much drink and too little sense, why was she
now getting prudish about this guy giving her such a good fucking?  HAD
SHE JUST THOUGHT THAT!
        The Fellow pulled his cock from her cunt with a wet, sluicing
noise and she felt a moment of panic at the thought of not having a cock
inside of her.  She groaned inwardly, how could she have been so easily
beaten and then fucked? and how could she have enjoyed it? And now want
more?
        Her head turned to the side and she stared blankly at her two
friends, still being raped and seemingly getting off on it just as she
had.
        - How can this have happened, where's Captain America? - her
mind cried out, but this time The Sentinel Of Liberty wasn't there to pull
their fat out of the fire.
        They had lost.

        Wanda Maximoff cried out in unwanted pleasure as her rapist fucked
her hard against the wall, right beside the inert body of her former
husband - The Vision.
        Her ass rode up and down the rough remains of the wall as her
legs spread wide apart and accepted the raping cock that was currently
fucking her cunt.  She'd already been brought to orgasm by one of The
Fellows, who had blasted his cum deep into her pussy before pulling free
and wiping his cock over her pubic hair.  She'd almost collapsed to
the ground then, but another Fellow Of The Physical Discipline had quickly
moved into place and begun slamming it to her cunt again.
        The worst thing for Wanda was seeing the crowds of people watching
her humiliation and defeat, and the fact that a great deal of them seemed
to be enjoying it.  Was it the influence of the telepath or telepaths
working with The Fellows Of The Physical Discipline, or was it the darker
side of human nature coming out?  She could see men cupping and rubbing
their crotches, some had even reached into their pants and were actively
jerking off while watching the heroes they'd been cheering just a few
hours ago getting raped.
        Her large breasts bounced freely up and down as she was fucked
hard, her rapists cock slamming in and out of her pussy with hard, powerful
thrusts.  He fucked her with no thought of any pleasure for her, but it
didn't matter, each stroke of his cock into the tight velvet tunnel of
her cunt was driving her wild with pleasure as her body approached yet
another orgasm.  She shook her head back and forth in denial of what her
body was doing, but it was futile, her body had betrayed her once already
by making her cum, now she was going to do it again.
        "AAHHHHHHH!" she screamed as her came again, juices squirting
out through the thin gaps left by his cock as it fucked her cunt.  Her
ass clenched and tightened against the rough wall as her legs pushed out
far to either side of her fucker.  Her head pushed back, pressing against
the unconscious form of The Vision, her eyes closed and mouth parted
as she surrendered to the delicious orgasm ripping through her body.
        "YEAH! Fuck the bitch!" yelled one member of the crowd, and as
if this was a sign the floodgates opened and the assembled throng began
cheering for the rapists, men and women alike yelling their approval for
what The Fellows were doing to The Avengers.
        "Fuck her titties man! Cum all over them!"
        "Rape that hot little red-headed bitches ass!"
        "Make 'em eat your cum, dudes! Give 'em a sperm bath!"
        "Yeah!"
        "FUCK THEM!"
        "Rape those bitches!"
        "Make 'em pay!"
        The last comment really hit home to Wanda.  Make them pay? Pay
for what? She'd always defended these people, been a hero to them and
saved their lives more times than she could count, and how they wanted
her to pay by being raped?
        "They're fucking sheep!" whispered her rapist into her ear, fucking
into her tight pussy,"They deserve the fate we have in store for them,
slaves for the New Humanity."
        "You bastard," sobbed Wanda, even as her cunt squeezed and milked
on his thrusting cock.
        "Call me what you want," he laughed,"You're my whore now, darling."
        He continued thrusting in and out of her cunt, his cock swelling
and growing inside of her, his thrusts becoming faster, more urgent,
short fucking thrusts into her as he prepared to cum.  Soon he
was grounding his cock into her pussy, causing incredible friction in
her clit and driving her into another humiliating orgasm before he, too,
blasted his cum into her pussy, feeding her more of the sperm that would
soon make her his more than willing slave.
        He pulled from her juicy cunt, causing an involuntary moan to
escape her as she felt the emptiness inside her pussy.  She slid to the
ground and lay there, back against the wall, legs spread wide, pussyjuices
and sperm drooling out between her legs.  She did not have the strength
to attempt an escape or cast a hex, all she wanted was to go home, curl
up and sleep for a week, and when she woke up this would all be a bad
dream, nothing more.
        Groans and moans, along with the crowds cheers and jibes, brought
her attention back to the girl in front of her.  Angelica Jones, aka
Firestar, the newest Avenger, was on all fours, sucking noisily on a cock
in her mouth as another Fellow slammed against her curved ass again and
again.  Her costume was ripped into shreds beside her, leaving her with
just her arms and legs covered, like Wanda herself who had only her boots
and gloves left on.  Angel's beautiful face still retained the light red
plastic mask over her eyes and forehead, somehow this seemed more terrible
than anything to Wanda.  There could be no doubt that this was Firestar
getting her cunt and mouth fucked hard.
        Firestar rested on hands and knees, her tits swinging abount
as she was fucked back and forth by the two Fellows.  One held Firestar's
head in his hands, thrusting his long cock back and forth within the
redheaded Avenger's mouth.  The second Fellow humped Firestar's ass, his
slick cock slapping in and out of her quivering slit as he caressed her
curved buttocks, sending increasingly more erotic feelings washing through
her body.
        The Fellow fucking Firestar's mouth reached beneath her, grasping
her dangling tits, pawing them with his hands, caressing her aching nipples
and running his fingers expertly over them.  Firestar moaned despite
herself, and Wanda's heart went out to her, she knew that Angelica wasn't
enjoying this, but her body was betraying her just as her own and Warbird's
had done.  She had heard Firestar earlier on, trying to talk her rapist
out of what he planned to do, as Wanda herself had done.  At one point
the young redhead had burst into tears and cried out that she never wanted
to be an Avenger anyway, that it had been all Justice's idea.  This had
just brought howls of laughter from The Fellows, and moments later she was
getting fucked as a cock was rubbed over her beautiful face and lips.
        The Fellow stuffing his cock into Firestar's mouth arched his
back and let out a moan of pleasure, then pulled his cock from her sucking,
licking mouth and jerked it furiously off in front of her, blasting
stream after stream of cum into her beautiful face.  He relaxed visibly,
his face filled with content as he rubbed the last of the cum off in her
hair.
        "Good whore," he whispered,"You've got a tasty little mouth, that's
for damn sure."
        Firestar was still crying lightly, but despite herself she ran
her tongue over her lips, taking his cum into her mouth and swilling it
about, enjoying the taste before swallowing it.
        She opened her mouth happily enough when he presented his cock to
her again, taking the prick head between her sensual lips and sucking
firmly on it.  She hated herself for doing this, but her body was betraying
        The Fellow's cock rammed into Firestar's cunt, making Angelica
scream in unwanted pleasure, her body shuddering as The Fellow's prick
burrowed into her vagina.  He kissed and licked the back of Firestar's
neck as his arm circled her waist, holding her in place as he fucked in
and out of her cunt, his cock slamming in and out of her juicy, sucking
cunt.
        His cock swelled thicker and thicker inside of her, his semen
building up deep within his swollen balls.
        "Do it! Do it! Do IT! DO IT!" chanted the crowd as one, thumping
their hands on legs, shoulders, the ground, in unison, as one as they
lecherously watched Firestar's rape.
        "See what I mean," whispered the sated Fellow into Firestar's
ear,"Sheep."
        Whether she heard him or not was unclear, her eyes were squeezed
shut and her teeth gritted as she thought of the last in a series of
intense orgasms.  She did not want to do this, she did not want to be
raped, but she especially didn't want to enjoy it, how could she? What
kind of slut was she.
        "Our slut," whispered The Fellow, as if he had heard her thoughts,
he smiled at the reaction from her, her eyes opening wide and gasping as
she lost her concentration and let her orgasm overtake her.
        That was all the other Fellow had been waiting for, and seconds
later he was shooting his cum deep into her pussy, crying out in
a wolf-like howl as he shot his load into Firestar's pussy.

        Five minutes later, five of the Avengers stood defeated in the
center of the circle ringed by the large crowd.  They were not bound in
anyway, but their spirits were broken, defeated by a mixture of a sound
beating, rape and chemicals released by The Fellows that made them docile
and apathetic.
        The crowd was cheering as The Avengers were led away by the five
remaining fellows, who stood in a circle about them.  One of them carried
The Vision over his shoulder, keeping the android deactivated through
various shifts in molecules.
        "Where is The Advisor?" asked the youngest Fellow, who had lost
track of him whilst raping Warbird.
        "He went on ahead to meet with our brethren, for reasons all his
own," replied the questioned Fellow, watching Justice's face carefully.
The new Avenger had reacted violently when he'd been awoken and discovered
the three females lying naked on the ground, obviously violated.  His
major concern was for, obviously enough, his fiancee Firestar, who now
walked naked ahead of him, her face blank and unfocused.  Justice was
the same, for now, but his passion to save his lover had seen him resist
the docile chemical reaction for longer than Iron Man, whose armor was
cracked enough to allow the chemicals to get through to him.
        "I wonder why," mused the young Fellow as the crowd parted before
them, stepping aside as one, their eyes on the three naked females, lust
clear in their eyes, but fear for their new masters keeping that lust
in check.  It had been pathetically easy to take this crowd of humans,
and even now the rest of the city would be in chaos as Law and Order
was forcibly removed and the new order took control.
        "I wonder why?"

        "Upstart is clearly fit to rule!" roared The Advisor angrily,
to angry, derisive replies from the gathered rulers.
        Since the inception of The Physical Discipline, those that had
first become adaptive had formed a committee that had set out the ground
rules of their philosophy.  But their numbers had swelled, and now calls
for a true leader to guide them had become too loud to ignore, and three
front runners had emerged.
        Upstart, youngest of the initial committee.
        Insanis, one of the first.
        Dunac, also one of the first, but considered only an outside
chance at best.
        "Then where is Upstart?" cried Insanis, standing up and gazing
about, as if expecting to see the younger Fellow hiding somewhere in the
shadows of the old temples they had taken residence in.  Once the temple
had been home of the elders on this small island, once a tributary of
Greece, it was long since deserted, and thanks to a mental field created
by Fellows Of The Mental Discipline, no one ever came to the island anymore.
        "Upstart has gone on the hunt!" snapped The Advisor,"To finish
what he started."
        "So he did not defeat Captain America then, did he!?!" cried
Insanis, seizing on the chance to discredit his opponent.
        "On the contrary," replied The Advisor with a smile, happy that
Insanis had fallen into this trap,"He soundly defeated him, and Captain
America so fears The Upstart that he has turned tail and run!"
        Murmurs of appreciation sounded around the room, and Insanis
cursed himself for a fool.  Although he belonged to The Old Humanity,
Captain America was well respected, even revered as the greatest champion
of the old ways.  To say that he was scared of Upstart proved just how
powerful the Fellow was.
        "Well, Insanis?" asked Justin, first of The Physical Discipline
and most closely linked to the old ways, which was why he kept the same
name he'd had in his old life,"Can you prove yourself over Upstart? Or
have we found our leader at last?"
        Insanis dropped his gaze for a moment, and for that moment The
Advisor hoped against hope that Insanis had conceded defeat.
        "I can prove myself, and I will," Insanis said at last, raising
his head and smiling,"I will go, taking only two of my most trusted
Fellows of The Physical Discipline, as opposed to Upstart's six, and
I will defeat an opponent that even Captain America would pale against."
        The Advisor's eyes narrowed, who could Insanis possibly mean?
Then his eyes grew wide as his quick mind grasped what Insanis planned.
        "I will single-handedly defeat Doctor Doom!"

        End Avengers : Evolution 1.

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