In the plaza of a large mall, a dark figure slowly walked towards the center of it. His black robe was eye-catching, but no one paid attention to him. It was as if he was invisible to everyone around him.
Pulling back his hood, it revealed a middle aged man with dark circles around his eyes as if something sinister was eating away at his skin. On his forehead a mark could be seen as he slowly lifted his hands and a green light coated them. As a vicious grin formed on his lips, he dropped his hands and a large barrier formed over the exits.
"Come out, come out Superman." His voice is deeply full of hatred. "If you don't appear before me, I will kill everyone in this plaza one by one until you appear, starting with the youngest."
It was as if everyone suddenly realised the man was there and processed his words. Rushing towards the exits they wanted to as far as possible. A few brave or foolish men and women attempted to subdue the man, but in horror of everyone. They were mercilessly killed in a horrific manner. Their skin slowly peeled from their bodies as their musculars burned away while their screams lasted until they were ashes.
Appearing with a loud bang, a figure in a red cape appeared with a blue uniform showcasing his muscles. Displayed brightly on his chest, a large S revealed itself as he stood up with his striking blue eyes staring at the man.
"Please surrender quietly." Jason asked.
The man just smiled as he ignored the words and pulled out one key chain after another. A loud pitched sound soon came from them that resonated creating a more devastating sound. Screams were heard as the trapped civilians clutched their bleeding ears, and Jason, who was closest, had it worse of all. As the sun healed his ear drums, they soon erupted once more forming an endless cycle of pain.
Focusing his heat vision, Jason broke one key chain after another breathing in a sigh of relief. The sound soon stopped, but the man remained unfazed as if it was just the beginning. Pulling out a knife, a slight glow soon coated as he rushed forwards with it.
Reacting, Jason caught the man's arm, but watched as the arm just continued to stretch. In an instant, instead of the knife just shattering upon contact, he watched as the knife dove into his chest. Blood soon ran down his chest as the man viciously pulled it out.
Covering the wound as the sunlight soon healed it, Jason looked at the man. He wonders what is up with his luck lately as first it was Void who tore up his insides with phasing. Now it's a normal man who apparently can warp reality.
"Why so surprised. Just because you have a body of steel, doesn't make you immune to all damage." The man grinned happily.
"Who are you?" Jason frowned.
He felt this man was weird as if he knew a lot more about him than he should know. From calling him out and specifically targeting his weaknesses. Before he could think about it some more the man seemed to multiply and all of them began wildly swinging their knives, cutting and stabbing into his body.
'This is so weird.' Jason thought as he ignored his pain and attempted to knock out his opponent. Only everytime he knocked one down, two more would appear.
Reaching out his hands, he attempted to grab one of the men but watched as his hands just phased through him. Blinking a few times, he continued to try and grab one to only learn none of them were real. Most of his pain and blood was more illusory and only one was actually stabbing him.
Finally after a few tries he managed to grab the real one and grabbed his hands making him unable to stretch. Jason looked at the man who was more amused than scared of being caught.
"Dormammu told me a whole lot about your kind. He told me all about your many weaknesses and how to export them." The man grinned happily.
Pulling out a remote, a loud ear piercing sound came over the mall speakers as the glass in the stores shattered. Screams of children occurred while the trapped adults attempted to shield the children's eyes. As in the moment the sound came over the system Jason felt a large blade sliding through his chest from the back.
'This is such bull****.' Jason thought as the sword that invaded his personal space was pulled out.
Throwing a backhand without looking back, he knocked out the second man in robes that snuck up on him. The irritation of all these villains coming out of the woodworks with either magic, chi or phasing ability is beginning to become annoying. It was almost like once they know his weakness, they must seek him out instinctually.
"Who is Dormammu?" Jason gritted his teeth when he asked.
"He is the Lord of Darkness and will bless this world with eternal life." The man in front of him said happily. "He just asked for your blood in return."
Once he was done explaining, the man just held up his other hand and as if a large turret of wind smashed into his chest. Jason lost his grip on the knife and was flung into a clothing shop. When he managed to stand up a few seconds later the man was gone and the barriers locking everyone inside were gone.
Staggering out, Jason took to the sky and rushed away.
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In a disclosed location, the man who was responsible was standing in a large room. On the floor a large circle was drawn out with the knife containing Jason's blood laid in the center. As five more surrounded the circle, he stood at the point.
"Today, we shall give this world eternal life. No longer will we lose our loved ones and friends to this cursed thing called death." The man spoke neither fast or slow. "Now lets begin."
"Yes, Master Kaecilius!"
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In the Dark Dimension, a figure sitting on a throne grinned happily as he looked intensely at the bloody knife. Soon he will have the blood and have a body that will make it impossible to banish him from that world.
Greedily he felt a small change as he could begin unleashing his power and form the body. It wasn't until he was nearly complete and felt something wrong. Unable to stop, he soon found himself facing a pale woman in gothic looking clothes. There, facing a very unkind smile, he felt his powers restricted and unable to control his body.
"You have been very naughty. Daring to use my son's blood for your own malicious deeds." The woman looked at him. "For that you shall live for the rest of eternity as your favorite underling, a mindless one."
"No!" Dormammu screamed but soon found himself floating among the many he tricked across multiple dimensions.