Namor had to admit, he liked the son of Hulk. And wasn't that a sentence he never could have imagined thinking, but if the gray skinned young man was willing to give him power like this to beat up Sentry; then he was alright in the books of the king of Atlantis. He might even adapt to one of those weird surface customs and send him a basket of gifts.
"Where did all that confidence go, you goldfish looking ponce?!" Right after he was done beating up Osborn's pet golden boy.
The image of that shadowy thing that lived inside Sentry was still burned beneath Namor's eyelids. Every time he closed his eyes, that monstrosity would appear in his sight. There had been only one thing that made sure that Namor was not overwhelmed with fear.
Rage.
The sheer rage from the fact that Osborn thought that he could control him, the king of Atlantis, because he suddenly had some eldritch abomination on a leash was enough to make him lose any amount of fear he might have felt about that monster. Void his ass, Namor had faced far worse as a member of the Avengers and the Defenders!
And with this new power at his fingertips, Namor would send Sentry and his shadowy backseat monster to same place he sent every other wannabe 'greatest of evils' he ever faced!
"Learn your place!" And smashing Sentry down to the island with both of his hands would be the beginning!
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"Guess not everything is going the way you wanted." I said with a smirk as I held my side, doing my best to not start gasping for breath cause fuck did giving Namor Old Power wiped my reserves out! I could feel them filling back up slowly but there probably wasn't much Old Power shenanigans in my near future.
"Maybe, but it's not that hard to see that your little help to Namor has tired you out as well." The pretend hero claimed with a nasty smirk, which I could see since the backhand from Namor had destroyed his faceplate. "You sure you don't want to surrender? I think I can organize quite a cozy cell for you and your brother in the Negative Zone." The bastard said as he pointed his hand towards me, the circle in the palm glowing an ominous white.
"I might be out of Old Power, Man of Nor." I said with a smirk and suddenly a rock from behind the armored bastard impacted him, sending him stumbling to the ground. "But I am not out of options." And then I started to levitate more rocks and sent them out as projectiles towards the subject of my ire.
It was high time I got to use more of my Nate Grey template after all.
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"I'm not getting paid enough for this shit." Karla Sofen, also known as Moonstone and also known as Captain Marvel, muttered to herself as she dodged another blast from the damned leader of the X-Men.
If she had known that this was the kind of shit she would have to deal with after accepting Osborn's offer about his Avengers, she would have just laid down for a while before going back to being a psychologist under a new name. It was always easy to get some extra cash by slowly manipulating some nut job into committing suicide.
Instead here she was, trying to fight the fucking X-Men on their own home field. Except it wasn't only the X-Men, instead they also had some other ridiculous powerhouses like Hercules and Namor as counters for their own powerhouses; not to mention the gray dude that Osborn told her that was the son of the goddamn Hulk!
"You will not die well!" Who was throwing pretty much everything around him at Osborn with telekinesis, cause of course he had telekinesis, and did not seem to have any issues with some of his projectiles almost hitting Bullseye, impersonating Hawkeye, if she hadn't been there to scoop him out of the way.
"I had it handled, sweet cheeks."
"The rock that was about to splatter your brain on the ground begs to differ." She scoffed as she flew higher and Bullseye knocked another arrow on his bow before shooting it at the son of Hulk, the trajectory leading the weapon towards the back of his head right before the arrow stopped and shot towards them instead.
"Any other bright ideas?" She asked as she dropped Bullseye, who had just proven why having a bow and arrow guy in a fight between supers was stupid.
"How about..." The professional murderer started to say before he stumbled as the island shook. "...you go tell Sentry and Ares to stop shaking this stupid place every five seconds?" He huffed irritatedly but she had far more pressing concerns as she realized something.
"Sentry and Ares are fighting."
"Yeah, that's like the whole reason we are here."
"No, you idiot, they are fighting against people that appear to be their equal at a level where each of their blows cause small earthquakes!" She snapped at Bullseye with a glare and the moron just looked at her with confusion.
"Yeah, so?"
"So if those two monsters are having fist fights at that level, how is this island still standing?!"
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Hope Summers had to admit to herself that her current situation was rather familiar yet also not.
It was familiar because lots of people with far more power than they deserved were near and wanted to hurt her, which was basically her life story. Yet it was also not familiar since none of those people came for her specifically and she was away from the fight. That last part was somewhat bothering her after years of constant combat by... by the side of her dad.
So yeah, the situation kind of felt familiar but was also somewhat a bummer.
"How long until Namor and Sentry reach here?" She asked to one of the Cuckoos, she wasn't sure which one was which, who had been keeping track of the battle.
"They are almost here." The blonde telepath said, an almost bored look on her face as she threw a look behind her. "And our secret weapon seems to be ready too." And that scared Hope more than she would like to admit.
There had been many things different in this timeline than what her dad had told her, most of which were likely her fault, and she wasn't sure how to move forward with this situation before things...
"They are here." Her thought process was cut short by the Cuckoo's voice right before what she could only assume to be Namor and Sentry crashed near them.
Just as she had been told, Namor now had a stone like gray skin and his eyes were glowing an eerie combination of white and blue. Sentry on the other hand seemed like he had gotten quite a beating, which was a stark contrast from every other view she had of the golden man; yet he also looked... different.
It was almost unnoticeable but there seemed to be a red glow in his eyes and a dark glow outlining his entire body. Hope wasn't sure what it was but she knew that she wasn't gonna wait to find out.
"Now!" So she yelled and dive away as the secret weapon sprung from where he had been waiting.
For a moment, Hope saw a grayish blur; followed by the sound of wind reaching her ears and an explosion sound as Skaar's fist punched through the sound barrier and landed on Sentry's chin. With all the kinetic energy he had absorbed from the earthquakes that would have destroyed their base from the fights between Namor and Sentry and Ares and Hercules. All of that combined with the goliath's own monstrous strength and the energy he called 'Old Power'...
It was no wonder Sentry just became a blur that went towards the sky and disappeared. He was out of this fight.
"Fight!" And Skaar was in!
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