"This has gone long enough." Sentry, the strongest man on the earth, the Golden man, the man with the power of million exploding suns. And now, the biggest gun that Osborn could point towards the X-Men and their allies.
As much as I hated to admit, the man's presence was… suffocating. The only thing that came close to it was when I first met my father and only surpassed by him almost going World Breaker.
No wonder people were all afraid of going against him, the one guy that came closest to beating father in his invasion other than Doctor Strange; and the Sorcerer Supreme had to let a universe ending demon possess him in order to get the upper hand.
"Cyclops, we can still end this peacefully. All we need is for you to tell your people to stand down." And he was just calmly talking like he hadn't just whooped the ass of the king of Atlantis who used to go against my father. The perks of being powerful.
"Yeah, I'm sure that the little concentration camps Osborn has prepared will be very peaceful." Cyclops said with sarcasm thick in his voice as his hand went towards his visor but I could see exactly how tense he was.
"I assure you that it won't be anything like that." Sentry claimed with his hands up in surrender. "You will have to stand trial for this mess but we won't be hurting any of the kids, so please; let's just end this peacefully while we still can." The strongest member of Osborn's Avengers declared as he crossed his arms over hi chest.
I had to give it to him, the man likely did believe the shit he was spouting and did want to end things peacefully; this was the man that had befriended my father after all. Unfortunately, the parallels he was drawing between his situation with Void and Osborn's situation with Goblin was making him blind to the fact that Osborn was a monster even without Goblin's input. A fact that Cyclops knew too, which meant...
"Take him!" Peace was never an option.
From where they had been standing; Colossus, Rockslide and Strong Guy jumped towards Sentry with their fist raised hight but... there wasn't any way to describe the next few events other than sad.
Strong Guy's punch merely turned Sentry's head while the combined attack of Rockslide and Colossus just pushed him away a little bit. That was the problem, unlike my father and Namor, Sentry's durability was at a ridiculous level as well. The current brute force oriented members with us simply were not strong enough to make him experience anything more than discomfort. And the two people we had who were strong enough... my brother was needed elsewhere and Namor was barely able to get back up.
I could see Cyclops' visor narrow as he likely thought about using plan three, which was to have a group of telepaths attack Sentry but that would have its own dangers. So I had to think, think of some other way to deal with the golden man until the original plan was ready!
"Can you get back up yet?" I asked with frown as I used the old power to make a shield that blocked missiles from Osborn's suit.
"This... is nothing." The king of Atlantis declared as he finally managed to get back up, yet he was still trembling as he tried to stay steady. "Lower the shield, I have business with Osborn and his golden lapdog." He growled out but it was clear to my eyes that he was in no shape to fight. He probably could heal if he was in water but even that would likely take at least an hour. I needed to think something.
"Come now Namor, I have a very nice little missile here with your name on it." And Osborn's stupid voice definitely was not helping, neither was the sight of Sentry demolishing anyone who came close to him. But within that beatdown, an idea formed inside my head.
"Namor." I said as I looked down at the king of Atlantis. "I have a plan."
"And let me guess, you need me to trust you?" He said with a mocking smile even as he kept holding his side.
"At least my own desire to get Sentry off of this place and kick Osborn's ugly mug." I said with a frown as I kept the shield up.
"...very well." It looked like it had torn a piece of him, but Namor accepted.
So I sent the wall I had been using to shield us towards Osborn and, while he was distracted, jumped away with a surge of Old Power gathering in my hand.
Which I then shot at Namor.
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Scott had to admit, when he had brought Namor on board for this battle; seeing him get shot by one of their own hadn't been on his mind.
"Your men are taking each other out." And Osborn's obnoxious noise definitely was not helping. "Guess the stupidity of Hulk must have been hereditary! Might as well do you a favor and get rid of it." And then the armored man flew towards Kala, the blasters on his hands glowing brighter with each moment as he pointed them towards the son of Hulk.
"No." Only to be intercepted by someone who moved far too fast for Osborn. A second to look at the man revealed that the one who had stopped him was Namor but in a far different state than the bloody mess on the ground he had been moments ago.
Not only all of the wounds he had were now gone, the lightly tanned skin of the Atlantean was now a deep shade of gray akin to stone and his eyes were glowing with a bluish white color.
"I've been waiting to do this for a long time." Yet his tone, which was a weird mix of enraged and mocking, was proof enough for his identity. And so was the backhand slap he gave to Osborn that not only sent the armored man flying away, but also tore off his faceplate.
"Now then." The now gray king of Atlantis turned towards Sentry with a bloodthirsty grin on his face. "I believe you surface people would describe this instance as, round two bitch!" And then he was in front of Sentry with a glowing fist that sent him though the sound barrier, with the king of Atlantis following closely.
"Imperius Rex!"
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