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        The story is based in the time between issues four and five
of JLA and Avengers, it's a What If? or Elseworlds story and is not
part of real (non-porno) DC or Marvel Continuity.
        The teams are as follows :
        JLA - Superman, Batman, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Flash,
Green Lantern, Aquaman and Green Arrow.
        Avengers - Captain America, Thor, Iron Man, Scarlet Witch,
Hawkeye, Warbird, Justice and Firestar.
        With appearances by Oracle, Nightwing, Tomorrow Woman, Tigra,
Moondragon and Eros.
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        And now, finally, here is the story!

        JLA/Avengers - The Forgotten, Part Fifteenn.
        --------------------------------------------

        The Vision had entered Tomorrow Woman's cybernetic mind.  He
took a moment to marvel at the complexity of the bio-organic brain, and
then he went to business, taking control of her mind and accessing the
file he had sensed when he had discovered she was an android.  Even she
did not know of it's existence.
        [Please,] he said, hating the fact he had to do this... but he
had no recourse,[Forgive me for this.]
        And then he activated her self-destruct system, setting off a
massive EM pulse that wiped out the Mansion's technology, shutting down
the nano-tech in his real body and shutting it down again, knocking Ultron
out as well and destroying Tomorrow Woman's mind, making her body burn as
the pulse set off the bio-tech that formed her body.  Jarvis' mind would
have been wiped entirely by the EM pulse, but Vision had made him wear
an electro-magnetic mesh that had protected him.
        Before the Vision's own mind was wiped, he had time to sense that
the download had been cut off and the Mansion's systems were down.  He
felt an intense moment of pride and satisfaction.
        "Wanda...." gasped his body, together with his mind again for
a split second before death, and then it collapsed, leaving Jarvis alone
in the lab with two dead androids, and one dead soul.

        --

        Manhunter's first thought had been to make another telepathic
attack, but Iron Man's mind was impossible to get into.  Obviously he
had taken precautions, fitting his armor with some sort of psionic
armor to protect him from attacks like that.
        As much as he disliked doing so, he was now relying on what he
hoped was physical superiority to win the battle.
        He pounded at Iron Man's armor, but the Armored Avenger constantly
twisted aside, blasting at the alien with his repulsor blasts, which
The Manhunter also avoided.
        They broke off after neither of them had been able to score a
blow against the other.  Once more they eyed each other up, looking
for any signs of fatigue or wariness... they saw none.
        The suddenly The Manhunter was gone.
        Iron Man fell back a couple of steps in shock, and turned to
face The Forgotten.
        "What's this?"
        The Forgotten did not reply, he was watching his monitors with
looked like an ecstatic grin.
        Tony Stark's eyes widened behind his mask and he dived aside, a
second later the marble where he had been standing was smashed into
little fragments.
        - He's turned invisible! - he thought in shock, and quickly
began scanning through different spectrums with his onboard computer,
trying to find the invisible Martian.
        If he had still been watching The Forgotten he would have seen
his face suddenly fall as an alarm sounded on his console.  He twisted
to look in disbelief at one monitor... the download of The Avenger's
files had been cut off, and the link could not be re-established, the
files he had downloaded so far were incomplete, and hence could not be
opened, since he had been foolish enough to download the files in one
large chunk... all the data was unsaved and therefore lost.
        "NO!" he cried, forgetting about the fight.  This, the scene
of his ultimate triumph, the distraction he had been looking for to
alleviate his endless boredom was forgotten in his rage over his will
being thwarted by a primitive android on a backwater planet.
        Iron Man found The Manhunter on infrared, almost directly in
front of him and ready to attack.  Iron Man instantly lifted his arms
and blasted full force with his repulsor blasts, smashing the now visible
Manhunter back onto the floor.  He leaped after the alien and began to
pummel him with blow after blow, desperately trying to knock him
unconscious.
        Instantly Manhunter began fighting back, smashing at Iron Man's
armor. They rolled along on the floor, all tactics and strategy
forgotten in their desperate need to defeat the other and save their
Universe from destruction.
        They slammed into the wall and Iron Man smashed the Manhunter
in the face, then threw the stunned alien back and turned to face the
wall.
        J'onn had already recovered and was getting back up, but he
found that Iron Man wasn't facing him, but looking at the wall instead.
        "Wha...?" he started, and then Iron Man slammed his hands
against the wall and fired his repulsors, shattering the wall and
bringing the six feet thick marble down on both of them, burying them
both alive. 

	-

       The Forgotten was on his feet, staring in wide eyed shock at
the shattered hole in his wall and the huge chunks of marble lying
on top of the two heroes.  He had been shaken from his rage at
losing the Avenger's files at the sight and sound of the wall coming
down on Iron Man and The Martian Manhunter.
        "What is this?" he cried, and turned to look at the heroes
trapped in helpless frustration in the forcefields on the walls, as if
they could answer,"What is this?!"
        Suddenly, behind him he heard a sound of stone grinding against
stone and twisted to see what must have been the lone survivor stagger
from the wreckage.
        "Well," said Iron Man, struggling to move in his dented, smashed
armor,"Do I win?"
        "Yes! Yes yes yes!" laughed The Forgotten,"Yes you win!
Brilliantly done Iron Man, brilliantly done!"
        "Wait a second," gasped a voice, and The Forgotten's eyes
widened in shock again as the second survivor stepped from the rubble...
but he was also Iron Man!
        "What?" he gasped.
        "I don't know who you think you're fooling," said Iron Man,
pointing at Iron Man,"But you're The Martian Manhunter, we all know it!"
        "No!" cried the first Iron Man,"You're The Martian Manhunter!"
        The Forgotten's face was darting from one Iron Man to the other,
his expression one of dismay.
        "Why are you doing this?" asked Iron Man,"Even if you do fool
him into thinking you're me, your Universe will still die!"
        "I could ask you the same question," replied Iron Man,"Give this
charade up, you lost and you know it!"
        "QUIET!" roared The Forgotten,"I DEMAND THE REAL MARTIAN
MANHUNTER
REVEAL HIMSELF THIS INSTANT OR I'LL DESTROY BOTH YOUR
UNIVERSES!"
        "I can sort this out," said the first Iron Man, and he activated
a device on one of his gauntlets.  It instantly opened and several
small balls slid out into the air... and changed into several identical
Iron Men.
        The Forgotten twisted around to his command chair and typed
commands into it, his monitors scanning the Iron Men.  He was able to
eliminate the holograms being produced by the balls from his reckoning,
but couldn't tell the difference between the two left over... one was
Martian Manhunter and the other was Iron Man... but which was which?
        "Very well," he said, calming himself down,"Obviously you are
both still conscious, so the battle has not ended... continue your
fight or I will wipe out both Universes."
        The first Iron Man instantly turned and swung an arm out at
the Iron Man next to him, but the arm simply went through the thing,
suddenly all the Iron Men were swinging wildly at each other, trying
to punch the others but finding only holograms.
        The Forgotten watched all this with steadily rising anger, what
did they hope to achieve by this futile holding action?  He was getting
irritated from watching the Iron Men fight, he had to look at his monitors
to know who was real and who wasn't, and it was all getting distracting.
        "Enough," he whispered harshly, he turned to his banks, not
bothering to look at his monitors,"An electro-static pulse should wipe
out the false Iron Men, and hopefully override the true Iron Man's armor,
leaving the Martian Manhunter exposed... then I'll wait till Iron Man
has recovered and make them fight again," he felt a glowing sense of
self-satisfaction that he would use the same weapon that The Vision had
used to thwart his plans to thwart the two heroe's... he was nothing if
not adaptable.... you had to be to survive for billions of years.
        He typed in the buttons and the pulse fired... which lowered his
forcefield for the briefest instant.
        Which was all the time the Martian Manhunter, disguised as part
of the wall and standing as close to The Forgotten as he could, needed.
     	The startled Forgotten was knocked down to the ground hard, his
breath knocked out of him as the Martian Manhunter got ahold of him.  He
lifted one green fist high to smash it into the manipulators face, and
then his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.  He struggled to make
a sound, but every particle of his body was unresponsive to his
commands.
        The small hologram projecting balls lay still on the floor,
frozen by the electro-static pulse.  Iron Man's armor had protected him
from the worst of it, but his body too, was unable to move.
        Reaching up, The Forgotten grabbed the hand that was clenched
around his throat and with some difficulty removed it, then he slid
away from the Manhunter, whose eyes at least could still operate, and
rolled to follow his movement.
        "Stupid ape," laughed The Forgotten,"Did you think I wouldn't
have a contingency plan? When you first arrived here I injected you
each with a molecular virus which can only be triggered by a specific
command issued from my computers.  If any of you crossed the threshold
of my dais, the computer would issue the command and freeze everyone
with a hundred foot radius."
        He walked around the motionless, frustrated Manhunter,"I should
have realized one of you would try something like this... but I never
thought two of you from different teams would be the ones," he laughed
softly,"Tell me, J'onn... what good is your strength now? What good
your powers? Your telepathy? I wonder if you tried probing my mind? I
must admit that I am not psi-active and have no way of eavesdropping
on telepathic communication, but I saw from elevated brain spikes on
my monitors that you remained in telepathic communication with your
teammates... but you couldn't get into my head could you?" he laughed
and leaned forward to look straight into J'onn's eyes,"Pathetic! There
is no one in this or any Universe capable of challenging m....."
        And then the roof caved in.

        -

        A huge purple hand smashed through the roof, it came up against
the forcefield (which had popped back up an instant after J'onn leaped
through it) and was stopped for only a microsecond.  The field buzzed
a violent, angry blue and then shattered.
        The hand crashed down to the ground in front of The Forgotten,
which caused the alien to tumble forward into The Manhunter, who was
still on his knees, one arm raised up to strike.
        "YOU!" roared a huge voice, a voice that belonged to a being
responsible for the death of countless lives beyond the ability of
men to count,"I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU!"
        "No...!" cried The Forgotten, twisting about, his eyes rolling
in a mad panic... with a hint of recognition?
        Huge eyes, the pupils square blocks that leaked purple fire
in their rage could be seen through the hole in the once beautiful,
domed roof.
        "Galen?" cried The Forgotten in terror, and then purple fire
smashed forth from the eyes of Galactus, The Devourer Of Worlds, and
disintegrated any trace of The Forgotten from every Universe.

        -

        The two teams stood inside the ship of mighty Galactus, the JLA
members staring about at the magnificent grandeur which the Avengers
seemed to take as a matter of course.
        "You see," Batman was explaining,"I had deduced that The
Forgotten was making himself out to be a bit more than he really was.  He
had no technology of his own, he didn't seem to have any psi-potential
which was strange for a being claiming to have evolved over a billion
billion years.  I surmised that his technology was at best borrowed, at
worst stolen, and that the entire purpose of this competition was to
divert himself from the boredom he lived with every day for eternity and
to feed his own massive ego."
        Captain America nodded,"This is... was, a being who really had
survived the destruction of the old Universe, but only by pure luck...
because he really was forgotten by everyone.  He survived billions of
years and used his unimportance to others to learn those secrets of the
Universe meant for more enlightened souls... and he refused to believe that
it was all pure luck.  He didn't want to be 'forgotten' he wanted to be
important, part of some grand scheme, he wanted to be a master
manipulator, one of the unseen beings who run everything.
        "I could almost feel sorry for him," said The Scarlet Witch.
        "Almost," agreed Superman,"But he was more than willing to wipe
out a Universe to feed his own ego."
        Batman continued, taking up where Captain America had left off.
        "Despite not being all he claimed, he was immensely powerful...
or at least his stolen tools were.  I knew we had to get hold of someone
capable of taking away that advantage, so when me and the Captain returned
to earth, I faked our deaths in the hope that we could get in touch with
The Spectre."
        "But we ended up on our Earth," said Captain America to the
Avengers,"And I knew our best bet was Reed Richards."
        Mr Fantastic was at this time exploring the ship, noting the
ships technologies and remembering everything, he had a few ideas about
some improvements he could make on his own tech when he returned home,
although he was surprised that he had so far come up with no new
inventions based on what he had seen. (*)
        "He remembered the story of Galactus as told to him by
Thor," the Thunder God nodded, remembering the time he had learnt
Galactus' origin from the World Devourer himself,"And guessed that
they had come from the same Universe, he guessed that Galactus would
be capable of stopping The Forgotten... and it seems he was right."
        Indeed, after Batman had described The Forgotten to him, The
Mighty Galactus had gone into a fury and immediately summoned his Ship
to him.  Reed had assumed it destroyed by The Ultimate Nullifier in the
same explosion which Galactus had used to fool the Universe into thinking
he was dead, but now it seemed it had either survived or been rebuilt
during the interim.
        "It seems that The Forgotten's race, what there was of them
anyway," Batman said, continuing the story on,"Were a group of parasitic
beings that could only propagate their species by taking over a host
body on a molecular level and changing the DNA structure to suit their
own needs.  The mind of the host was not destroyed, but taken over by
the parasite which formed a hybrid mind using the hosts knowledge and
experience.  When they had finished taking over the host's mind and body,
they always looked the same... just like The Forgotten.  This Galactus'
race were plagued by the parasites for a long time, and
dedicated themselves to ridding the Universe of their presence.  They
thought they had succeeded, but fifty years after the last outbreak
there was a fresh one, and many of his race died, they wiped them out
eventually, or so they thought, and not long after came the first signs
that their Universe was dying."
        "So who is Galen?" asked Green Lantern,"Was that Galactus' name?"
        "Maybe," said Captain America,"Or maybe it was the name of whoever
once owned the body The Forgotten Parasite took over, or maybe the parasite
recognized Galactus' race, and thought he was someone with that name?
We'll never know, Galactus had made it quite clear he won't talk about
the matter."
        "Attention Mortals!" cried Galactus' voice over some kind of
intercom system,"We have arrived at our destination, if you are lucky
you will soon be returned to your home!"
        "And just where is here?" asked The Flash.
        "Apparently," said Batman,"This is the place things always end
up when there's a screw-up of a cosmic level, we're here to meet The
Living Tribunal."

        -

        "I HAVE HEARD YOUR WORDS!" cried one of the heads of The Living
Tribunal, the representative of the greatest power in every Universe (**)
"AND I HAVE MADE MY DECISION!
        YOU WERE BROUGHT HERE UNDER FALSE PRETENSES BY A BEING
LONG FORGOTTEN BY ALL BUT MYSELF, THAT WHOM I REPRESENT AND
MIGHTY GALACTUS.  YOU ARE CLEAR OF ANY WRONGDOING, YOU HAVE NOT
CROSSED THE FORBIDDEN BARRIERS OF CREATION WITH DARK INTENT, YOU
WILL BE RETURNED HOME,  THE MANIPULATIONS OF THE FORGOTTEN ON YOUR
WORLDS WILL BE ERASED AND YOUR MEMORIES OF THIS EVENT REMOVED
FROM YOUR MINDS FOREVER... THE LIVING TRIBUNAL HAS SPOKEN!"
        As it said this, it's heads swiveled until they faced the one
shrouded in cloth, it's judgement had been made and it would not be
overturned.

        -

        At Avengers Mansion, The Vision's motionless, dead body suddenly
disappeared, then reappeared.  But now only the head remained, and was
hooked up to many wires... it was back the way it had been before Ultron
injected the nano-tech into it.  His eyes glowed with life again and his
holo-grammatic form reappeared.  The Vision retained no memories of the
encounter with Tomorrow Woman and Ultron, and Jarvis' mind was also wiped.
        All the damage to the Mansion was repaired and Tomorrow Woman's
body disappeared back to her world, once more active and whole, waiting
for T.O Morrow and Ivo to send it into the ranks of The JLA.

        -

        Nightwing returned to Bludhaven, Zatanna to the Gotham theatre and
Barbara reappeared in front of her computer, looking guiltily at the
newsgroup alt.sex.stories.moderated and wondering if she should check it
out.

        -

        The deposed Sultan reappeared in his harem and his 'eunuchs'
watched the harem women with secret smiles.

        -

        Ozymandias chipped away in his pyramid, alone.

        -

        "I guess this is goodbye, then," said Superman, turning to face
Captain America,"I wish I could say it's been fun... but... you know."
        Cap grinned, and shook The Man Of Steel's hand.
        "Pity," said Wally, kissing Wanda's hand and bowing with a
mocking grin,"My personality and good looks, your obvious appreciation
of my good looks and personality... our red hair... we could have made
beautiful music together!"
        Wanda gave a slight smile, and thought to herself.
        - If this guy isn't a virgin then the women in his Universe
must be incredibly desperate. -
        Green Lantern had thrown his arms around Justice and Firestar's
shoulders.
        "Relax you two! Once you learn to unclench and get used to playing
with the big boys, things will be sweet... look at me, I'm in a team with
these guys," he swept one hand to indicate the JLA,"And they love me!"
        Justice rolled his eyes, and then they flashed with surprise and
a little anger as he noticed that Firestar didn't seem too troubled by
Kyle's familiarity.  Vance was planning on pretending the events in the
pool had never happened, and he was actually looking forward to having
the memories removed.
        "Well that's it," Hawkeye was saying to Martian Manhunter,"You're
heading home... still, you're damn lucky Galactus showed up when he did...
or you guys would have been kaput!"
        "Indeed?" asked The Manhunter.
        "No way you could have taken out Iron Man," laughed Clint,"Man,
he could have put you down in a second if it wasn't for his plan to take
out The Forgotten!"
        "Ahhh," said The Manhunter, and Clint had the vague feeling he was
being made fun off,"I see."
        As J'onn moved away to join the others, Iron Man joined Clint,
who recounted what had just occurred.
        "What plan?" Iron Man asked, when Hawkeye had finished.
        "You know, you set that thing up with meany-greeny over there
where you pulled down the wall and told him you thought you could trick
him into lowering his forcefield.... right?"
        "No," replied Iron Man,"My plan was to knock out Manhunter and
then create multiple holograms of him and me to fool The Forgotten, I'd
noticed that if he wanted to intervene in our battles he'd have to lower
his forcefield for a second, I hoped to take advantage of that moment
by confusing and irritating him, pushing him as far as possible... but I
never got that far, I was knocked out by the marble, which was heavier
than I thought it would be."
        "But... but... but you were wandering around," cried Hawkeye,"You
can't have been knocked out!"
        "I was," replied Tony,"I thought that just after I was knocked
out Galactus showed up?"
        "No!" yelled Clint, making the other Avengers turn to look at
him.  He quickly explained to Iron Man what had happened.
        "Just a sec," said Iron Man, he ran a quick check of his armor.
        "Oh wow," he said.
        "What?"
        "My psi-shields were knocked out of commission when the marble
collapsed on me, leaving me free to be mind controlled."
        Hawkeye looked at Cap with wide eyes.
        "Are you saying....."

        ....you saying....?" Superman left the question unasked as he
and the rest of The JLA approached the glowing doorway back to the JLA
Watchtower, but the Manhunter answered, the same answer that Iron Man
was currently giving to Hawkeye.

        "Yes, The JLA won."

        ----
        END.
        ----

        Okay folks, that's it, the story is finished!
        If you would like to send a comment, criticism or comment to
me, I can be contacted at :

        dimitri_resides@hotmail.com

        Or you can pick up this and others of my stories at :

        1 : ftp://asstr.ml.org
        2 : http://www.cjspalace.fsn.net (*)
        3 : http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/vanthal/63/archive.htm (*)
        4 : http://www.mindspring.com/~alara/ajer/magneto.html (*)

        (*) I haven't been able to check these out yet, but have been
told at least one of my stories can be found there.
        
        And BTW, I felt tempted to do the typical draw ending, but I
didn't want to gyp everyone.  Also, in case you feel my decision on the
winner was biased, you should know I'm a big Avengers fan, but I felt that
given the context of the story and the nature of the competition, the
JLA had to win.  If it had come down to a massive brawl to the finish, The
Avengers would have won, but that didn't happen.
        I hope you enjoyed the story, see you next time!

        Dimitri M.

       (*) - Most likely because of damage to his mind caused by
Crucible, see current issues of Fantastic Four for the
story - Gee-I-feel-just-like-a-real-Marvel-Editor Dimitri.

        (**) - In my opinion The Spectre is little more than a jumped
up Ghost Rider, The Living Tribunal's bitch if he was so inclined.  The
Living Tribunal is the representative of GOD, and hence the judge of
every eternity, infinity, possibility and/or probability, in EVERY
Universe.  The Spectre is powerful, but not even close to being anything
near something even remotely resembling an infinitieth of The Living
Tribunal's power.



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